C41 (1/2)

After Aunt Cleansing had left, Sheng Jiuzhou had locked himself in the master bedroom the entire time. He did not come out, nor did he pick up the phone that Aunt Cleaner had dropped. No one knew what Sheng Jiuzhou was doing in the house.

In the quiet room, as time passed, the doorbell suddenly rang.

The first time it rang, Sheng Jiuzhou acted as if he did not hear it, and did not pay any attention to it. However, the doorbell never stopped ringing. It was so untiring that it made people extremely upset.

Afterwards, the doorbell finally stopped ringing, but the door was still being knocked hard, ”Shen Jiaming, come out, I beg you, please meet me. I really can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore …”

Shen Jiaming and the other people on the floor were all working during the day. The women at the door were making a ruckus, but it did not affect the neighbors. She had also deliberately picked a time like this to come over, so she understood Shen Jiaming. Although he looked very masculine, his heart was actually the softest. As long as she cried and messed with him, he would definitely soften his heart and forgive her.

Qin Feifei was at the anti-theft door, trying her best to cry and clap on it when the anti-theft door suddenly opened. She pushed on the door and almost sat on the floor. She had originally wanted to cry like a little girl, but when she saw that there was a young lady standing in front of Shen Jiaming's house, the place was empty behind her and Shen Jiaming was not there.

Qin Feifei made the first move and questioned sternly: ”Who are you? Why are you at Shen Jiaming's house? ”

She looked at Sheng Jiuzhou for a long time, then suddenly remembered that the last time she came to look for Shen Jiaming, there was also a little girl by his side. At that time, she was only concerned with entangling Shen Jiaming, she didn't care about her, she only thought that they were passing by or a neighbor, she didn't think that this little girl was actually still in Shen Jiaming's house.

Sheng Jiuzhou looked coldly at Qin Feifei, looking down from above without saying a word.

Qin Feifei was a little angry, and bellowed: ”Where is Shen Jiaming? Let him out! I want to see him. I want to talk to him. ”

Sheng Jiuzhou stood at the doorway motionlessly, his face expressionless, causing people to be unavoidably afraid.

Qin Feifei did not believe that he was actually afraid of such a little girl. She looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, or at most twenty. Who was she, Qin Feifei? He must have seen more of the world than this little girl, so how could he be scared by her?

She held onto her waist and was about to rush towards Shen Jiaming's house, but instead shouted as she walked: ”Jia Ming, I'm here to look for you, I'm coming in …”

She wanted to pretend that Sheng Jiuzhou did not exist, but how could Sheng Jiuzhou not exist? She did not speak and did not extend her hand to stop Qin Feifei.

Qin Feifei wanted to rely on his pregnancy to rush in, but Sheng Jiuzhou, who was guarding the door, was not in the mood at all. She puffed her stomach and shouted, ”Little girl, do you know, I am a pregnant woman, if something were to happen to me while you are blocking me, can you bear the responsibility? ”You …”

”You are not worthy!”