Chapter 660 Finding the Recording

Sure enough, she was also in this operation.

What should he do so that she will no longer participate in these dangerous things.

Junsche reached out and touched the girl's cheek with his fingertips, acting cautiously.

After staring at her for a while, Jun Siche restrained his eyes, put down Yun Ci's sleeves, got up and left the room.

Shuoguo, late at night.

After Shen Zhiyu made the phone call, he returned to the room. Xia Beiqing was sitting on the bed, his hair was a little wet, and he looked at Shen Zhiyu with questioning eyes.

Shen Zhiyu sat beside him with a towel, wiped Xia Beiqing's hair, and said, "Yang Shao will come over the day after tomorrow."

Xia Beiqing immediately picked up the pen and paper beside him to write.

——Why does he always come here.

This month, Yang Shao has been here four or five times, almost once a week.

Seeing this sentence, Shen Zhiyu couldn't help but said, "What's the matter? Isn't he welcome?"

Xia Beiqing shook his head and hesitated for a while, but he still wrote on the paper.

—I don’t like him very much.

Shen Zhiyu ran his fingertips through the boy's soft hair, and asked softly, "Why?"

Xia Beiqing continued to write.

——When he chats with me, he always looks like a policeman interrogating a prisoner.

Shen Zhiyu lowered his head and pressed his head against the young man's cheek. His voice was gentle and sweet: "He is single and doesn't have many friends. Maybe he feels too lonely alone, so he always comes to us. Let's tolerate it."

Xia Beiqing pouted slowly, put the pen and paper aside, and didn't write anymore. Even if he was reluctant, but Teacher Shen coaxed him like this, and he couldn't refuse.

Before going to bed, Xia Beiqing still wrote a sentence and handed it to Shen Zhiyu.

—I hope he can find a girlfriend sooner.

Shen Zhiyu couldn't help laughing, and kissed Xia Beiqing's cheek.

In the morning, Shen Zhiyu was preparing food in the kitchen, all of which were good for Xia Beiqing's health.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Xia Beiqing pushed the wheelchair and went to open the door. He saw Yang Shao standing outside, again in a suit and leather shoes, with a smile on his lips.

"Hi, sorry to interrupt again."

Xia Beiqing stepped back and let Yang Shao in.

After a few more contacts, Xia Beiqing no longer resisted Yang Shao so much, he would take the initiative to open the door, and he would also take the initiative to open the door for Yang Shao, and help Shen Zhiyu entertain him together.

After lunch, Shen Zhiyu was washing dishes in the kitchen, and Yang Shao pushed Xia Beiqing into the room to chat.

He pressed his notebook and mobile phone under his arm, and smiled at Xia Beiqing who was opposite him: "How are you doing recently?"

Xia Beiqing wrote on the paper.

--not bad.

Then, Yang Shao asked several more questions.

Just like what Xia Beiqing said before, chatting with Yang Shao is not like a normal chat, but more like a police interrogation of a prisoner, as if trying to pierce his heart open and pry into it.

After a while, Shen Zhiyu's voice came from outside.

"Yang Shao, there are cut fruits in the living room, come over and serve them."

Yang Shao stood up and walked out of the room.

As soon as he left, the phone on the table vibrated.

Xia Beiqing glanced at the door and saw that Yang Shao hadn't come back. He picked up the phone and found that someone was calling. It vibrated for a while and then hung up again.

Xia Beiqing was about to put the phone back when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a microphone flashing above the screen. He is not someone who likes to invade other people's privacy, but by some coincidence, he stretched out his hand and tapped the microphone.

Immediately, the phone screen jumps to the recording interface.

Xia Beiqing's heart skipped a beat.

The recording time shows ten minutes, and only about ten minutes have passed since he chatted with Yang Shao.

So, since they started chatting, Yang Shao recorded it?