The 99th Divorce

When he rushed into the bathroom and took a cold shower, he found that Su Qianci had no idea where to go.

The computer was left open on the bedside table, and a chat box was opening. It was Lu Yihan who was transferring files to her.

Look at the name, like an electronic contract.

Just, people?

Finding her cell phone and dialing towards her cell phone, the ringtone rang in the bed.

Turn it over, pick up your phone to hang up your number, holding two phones in your hand, I feel a little uneasy in my heart.

Walked out of the room door, looked around, and finally knocked on Grandpa's door.

It was Su Qianci who opened the door.

Seeing her, Li Sicheng's original dangling heart loosened and her face became colder: "What are you doing here?"

"Grandpa said he wanted to go to the sun. Let's sit on the beach after eating?"

Loosen the doorknob and walked in, lifting the smiling old man.

Grandpa Li saw his grandson ’s desire-seeking-not-full of sympathy on his face, and was very sympathetic. He said: "Your boy didn't sleep well? If you don't want to go, I'll just go with Qianqian."

"go with!"

The three grandchildren ate something casually in the lobby restaurant, accompanied the grandfather to the beach, casually found a wicker chair, and sat down.

"Mr. Li?" There was a sound of surprise.

When Sheng Ximing saw Li Sicheng, he knew that Su Qianci must be here. When he came over, he really saw the person he wanted to see.

"Uncle Sheng." Su Qianci shouted, also somewhat surprised.

Li Sicheng saw that it was Sheng Ximing, a pair of phoenix eyes that had been cold to the extreme, and squinted. In a flash, a dangerous warning was shot.

He will not forget what Sheng Ximing looked like in his wife's eyes.

At his age, he can all be Su Qianci's father, and he still wants the old cow to nibble the tender grass?

And, is it the grass he slashed?

Ah!

Sheng Ximing, with Li Sicheng's indifferent eyes, turned his head and shouted: "Yifan, come here, I see acquaintances!"

Yifan?

Song Yifan?

"Mr. Song is also here?" Su Qianci asked.

Sheng Ximing nodded with a smile, walked to Li Sicheng, "I haven't seen Mr. Li for a long time, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Oh, when I received your call a few days ago, I didn't expect it." Speaking coldly, Li Sicheng shook his hand, expressionless.

However, the smile on Sheng Ximing's face was somewhat embarrassed, and the atmosphere was filled with embarrassment, which was too thick to melt away.

Song Yifan came and patted Sheng Ximing's shoulder: "How?"

However, further forward, I saw Li Sicheng, Su Qianci, and even the old man lying on the wicker chair.

Seeing the old man, Song Yifan respectfully said: "Li Chief!"

"Oh, it's you." Apparently, Master Li knew Song Yifan, "What a coincidence?"

Song Yifan smiled, "Yeah."

In fact, it happened that Sheng Ximing deliberately inquired about Su Qianci's news before he came.

Of course he also knew that Chief Li was there.

"Do you know?" Su Qianci looked at the old man and then looked at Song Yifan.

"Well, the son of an old comrade-in-arms is an international pianist."

"Meet again." Song Yifan looked at Su Qianci with a smile.

Seeing Song Yifan for the second time, Su Qianci was not as excited as the first time, but when he saw him smiling like this, he was still quite flattered and nodded: "Yeah, what a coincidence ..."

"I heard that Mr. Song pushed off a tour," Li Sicheng stood up slowly, walked up to Su Qianci, stood tall, squinted, and said slowly, "Is it for a vacation in the Maldives?"