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Chapter 667 The Love Brain of Gouxuewen (51)

Chapter 667 The Love Brain of Gouxuewen (51)

Yu Huan bent down and picked up a photo. He glanced at the other photos on the ground with his peripheral vision, his face showing no expression.

There are a lot of photos, and the camera shows many angles, which is enough to prove that Yu Qian has been following her for a while.

Yu Huan didn't expect that Yu Qian could still be so "idle".

In the photo, the behavior of a man and a woman is naturally ambiguous to those who are interested.

Both Sheng Mingyu and Goldman Sachs saw it.

Goldman Sachs didn't look at the photo and silently picked up a broom to clean up the broken glass.

Based on Yu Qian's words alone, Sheng Mingyu did not believe Yu Huan's accusation of cheating. The appearance of the photo made him feel strange and stunned, as well as a trace of inexplicable expectation.

The man in the photo is familiar to him.

It was the guy who claimed to be Song Zhiyan's youngest child that night.

In fact, Sheng Mingyu hopes that Yu Huan can "cheat", and if others can find opportunities, he can also find opportunities.

It's a pity that Yu Huan is by no means a swinger emotionally, loving one person after another. This can be seen from the fact that she and Sheng Mingyu deliberately distanced themselves and resisted her approach.

As a bystander, Sheng Mingyu looked at these photos calmly and could discover a lot of hidden information. For example, in the scene where Yu Huan and He Ling had an "intimate contact", Yu Huan was unconscious throughout the whole process.

When Yu Huan was awake, even though she was talking and laughing with He Ling, they maintained a measured and normal conversation.

To a stranger, one can only say that the two have a good relationship.

With only a heart, everything looks dirty.

It is not difficult to infer Yu Qian’s intention of taking these photos secretly, and it is not difficult to guess her malicious intentions and hidden jealousy.

Nothing less than that.

If your relationship isn't going well, you can't see others being happy either.

Sheng Mingyu boldly guessed that the first person who saw the photo was not the three of them, but maybe Yu Huan's real boyfriend...Song Zhiyan.

Sheng Mingyu was able to see clearly the hidden secrets in the photos. As the person involved, Yu Huan was not a fool, so he naturally figured out the cause and effect.

Seeing Yu Qian approaching Goldman Sachs, picking up a bottle of beer, pouring it down her throat, crying again and her eyes red, Yu Huan thought about how he felt sorry for her before, and felt it was ironic and ridiculous.

Tell the truth after drinking.

The secret filming was shameful, and Yu Qian also accused her of cheating. These two incidents were enough to prove that in her heart, Yu Huan, a good friend... was nothing more than that.

[Host, don’t be sad, we will stay away from her from now on! 】

The system comforted her softly.

Yu Huan loosened her fingertips and let the photo fall.

[I'm not sad, and I'm glad I could stop my losses in time. She was able to hide Sheng Chutang's sexual orientation from the beginning and actively introduced him to me as my boyfriend. I should have known better that she didn't treat me as a friend. 】

"A Sheng, A Sheng, don't leave me!" Yu Qian was crying again.

Goldman Sachs was hugged by her forcefully and couldn't break free. He talked about breaking up with Yu Qian in a good voice, but his drunk girlfriend hugged him tighter.

Soon, Yu Huan and Sheng Mingyu received looks from men asking for help.

Yu Huan gave them a cold look, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Sheng Mingyu also shrugged and said, "Brother Sheng, you guys have a good chat, I'm leaving too."

Under Goldman's confused expression, Yu Huan had just left, and Sheng Mingyu followed suit and thoughtfully closed the door.

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Sheng Mingyu had long legs and soon caught up with Yu Huan.

"Sister, where are you going now?"

"Go home and eat."

Yu Huan's answer was very concise. Sheng Mingyu could see that she was in a bad mood and was probably holding her breath, so he suggested, "It's the weekend and it's still early. I have a brother who organized a racing competition. It's quite exciting. We want to watch it together." see?"

When she heard the word drag racing, Yu Huan's attention was indeed diverted. In her impression, the perception of drag racing was mostly about outrageous, crazy, gangster and social behavior. During college, she only heard about it from other people and the news. I've heard of it.

Her parents also warned her many times about other people hanging out in bars, driving cars in the middle of the night, and being homeless. She should study hard and don't hang out with unscrupulous people. They are all bad kids.

Sheng Mingyu's suggestion successfully aroused Yu Huan's curiosity. She asked, "Where are your brothers racing? Is the road they are racing on legal? Isn't racing dangerous?"

Sheng Mingyu's eyes reflected the girl's confused face, and he raised his lips and said slowly, "Don't worry, the drag racing section is legal. It's halfway down Qingshan Road."

"And this is not the first time they have played like this. They can't die." He spoke slowly and made a rare joke.

"Sister is a good kid. I've definitely never seen bad kids racing. Do you want to see the world?"

"Good boy" Yu Huan glared at him angrily, "Just go, whoever you are afraid of!"

Even after being stared at, Sheng Mingyu smiled, not annoyed at all, and said seriously, "It doesn't matter if sister is afraid, I will always be by your side."

Yu Huan curled her lips and replied to him, "Who is afraid? You can't tell. Don't forget that I'm not even afraid of ghost movies, but you are still afraid of going to a haunted house."

"Yes, yes, my sister is much better than me."

His tone was like coaxing a child. Yu Huan was not happy because he was perfunctory.

Sheng Mingyu added, "There is an Internet celebrity milk tea shop nearby. It has a good customer flow and reputation. I have been there before. The milk tea tastes good. How about we buy a cup of milk tea and go there."

Speaking of milk tea, Yu Huan was also a little greedy, so she readily agreed.

......

When they arrived at the milk tea shop, Sheng Mingyu stood at the front desk and turned around to ask her, "Still the same, taro mud bobo, less ice and more sugar?"

Yu Huan was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded and said, "Yes."

She only clicked it once in front of him, and he remembered it clearly. He has such a good memory.

Again...the same old thing?

How did he come to this conclusion?

Before Yu Huan could think about the result, the milk tea was already ready.

When the two of them left the milk tea shop, she glanced down and Sheng Mingyu ordered a cup of lemon tea.

"Sister, do you want to try it?"

He inserted the straw and handed it over naturally.

Yu Huan hurriedly refused, "No, no, no, you can drink it yourself."

"Oh, okay then." His tone sounded like disappointment.

Yu Huan: "......"

There's something wrong with you.

The good-looking young men and women walking on the street are very eye-catching and have a high rate of turning heads. They are looking at them openly or secretly, either with envy, admiration, or unclear meaning, which makes Yu Huan feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Sheng Mingyu glanced at those people whose eyes were unblinking with a cold face, and all of them quietly averted their eyes in an instant.

After getting on the bus, Yu Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

She took a sip of milk tea, noticed someone's gaze, and then turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

He shook his head and said, "Nothing."

Seeing this, Yu Huan didn't ask any more questions.

When she looked out the window, Sheng Mingyu took out his mobile phone, lowered his head to type and send a message. The faint light of the mobile phone reflected on his face, outlining the young man's focused expression.

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