Chapter 311 Actually, I Don’t Like Romance at All (1)

Qiao Lian didn't notice anything strange about Shen Liangchuan at all, she was still immersed in her own joy.

Her eyes were sparkling, and she was obviously very happy. This look made Shen Liangchuan feel even more heartbroken. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't tell the truth.

Shen Liangchuan held a breath in his chest and drove directly to his family villa without responding to her words.

Qiao Lian didn't find it strange that he didn't speak, because this man usually didn't talk much.

She talked to herself: "I liked you before, the kind of fans who like idols, but I didn't expect that after marrying you, I found out that you are a bastard."

Shen Liangchuan: ...!

Shen Liangchuan glanced at her coolly, and Qiao Lian chuckled and took his arm, "Think about it for yourself, when we first got married, you didn't allow me to talk about the things you did?"

Shen Liangchuan:......

"But it doesn't matter. You can correct your mistakes after you know them. There is no way you can do better. You can see that your performance is very good now. Although you still look cold and impersonal, you can see it through the flowers and afternoon tea..."

"Shut up."

The cool voice made Qiao Lian shiver, and then curled her lips, "You're so shy!"

Shen Liangchuan:......

Shen Liangchuan almost went crazy.

Damn, he didn't send flowers and afternoon tea. Is he really being impersonal?

And what she said...what does it mean to look so boring?

Doesn't she mean that without flowers and afternoon tea, it would be really boring?

Shen Liangchuan loosened his tie in frustration, snorted, and looked ahead seriously.

The car finally became quiet, and he felt relieved.

The car returned to the villa, picked up Qiao Yi, and then they drove to a nearby villa.

This is also a private restaurant, which is very secretive. Basically, those who can come here are rich or noble, and no reporters will sneak in here.

Qiao Lian looked at the splendid surroundings and felt this kind of luxury, giving her a sense of trance.

Shen Liangchuan got out of the car first, then took Qiao Yi's wheelchair out of the trunk, and then helped Qiao Yi sit on it.

He threw his car keys to the attendants and asked them to help him park the car.

After taking two steps, Qiao Lian suddenly slapped herself on the head: "I forgot my cell phone in the car."

Shen Liangchuan put the things into her hands casually, "I'll get it for you. You go to the private room first."

Qiao Lian took his coat and mobile phone, nodded, and pushed Qiao Yi into the private room.

As soon as he entered the private room, Shen Liangchuan's cell phone rang.

Qiao Lian was slightly startled, lowered her head, and found that the caller ID was... Sha-bi?

Who is Sha-bi?

She blinked and felt that the phone number seemed familiar.

As a reporter, her sensitivity to numbers suddenly reminded her, wasn't this the number given by her grandson that day?

She hurriedly answered the call, and sure enough she heard Sun Linan's voice, "Lianlian, why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

Qiao Lian: "...heh, are you okay?"

"Lianlian, why are you so alienated from me? I'm here to pick you up for dinner! I'm downstairs in your company!"

Qiao Lian was stunned, "What are you going to eat?"

"After dinner! Didn't I ask you out yesterday?"

Date her?

Qiao Lian frowned: "Why don't I remember?"

Sun Linan smiled, "Even if I didn't remember yesterday, when I received the flowers today, wasn't it written on the card?"