After pretending to be licking dogs,the boss can suddenly read mind

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Chapter 161:

Yi Qingju, who had experienced a kidnapping, was not completely unscathed.

Her knees and elbows were all bruised.

Yi Qingju herself did not care much about it. She was white to begin with, and bruises would easily appear from the slightest bump. She did not care much about it this time.

It was Aunt Zhang who, when she saw the scary bruises on her knees that spread to the entire roof of her head, asked the driver to drive her to Feng Yisheng in a stern and unquestionable tone.

"So, you don't have to go to work today?"

Yi Qingju sat on the sofa in his office like an old man: "Yes."

Teddy cast an envious look at her.

"If you were almost kidnapped, you wouldn't have to go to work."

The envy in Feng Yisheng's eyes disappeared completely.

I wish the Buddha would forgive me.

"What's going on? Does Qi Weiran know?"

Yi Qingju told him the whole story.

Feng Yisheng was so shocked when he heard that Yi Qingju had successfully used her intelligence to pass on the secret code in a clever way under the surveillance of a car of criminals -

he almost stood up and applauded.

Yi Qingju waved her hand: "Let's not talk about it. Isn't it just calm and composed in the face of danger? It's nothing at all." Xiaojiji

: [Sin]

"By the way, I heard Zhou Yi say that you are going to be on the show?"

Yi Qingju: Good sister, you are promoting me now.

"Wait, you are very familiar with Zhou Yi?"

she asked in surprise.

Feng Yisheng nodded and poured her a cup of hot milk.

"Yes, we were both in the art club in high school, and we used the same studio."

Speaking of the studio.

Yi Qingju lowered her voice and said with a gossipy look on her face: "So why don't you paint now?"

Qi Weiran later told her that Feng Yisheng originally wanted to be an art exam candidate.

When Feng Yisheng heard this topic, a little melancholy appeared on his face.

"Don't mention it, the unspeakable pain of youth."

"Is fifty yuan enough to buy this secret?"

"Here's the thing--"

Feng Yisheng crossed his legs and straightened his attitude.

Yi Qingju: "..."

Whether it's Zhou Yi or you, how did you gradually change from being arrogant at the beginning to being a slave to money.

Xiaojiji: [Don't you have abcd numbers? ]

"Then you have to start from the beginning of high school..."

"You started preparing for the art exam in the first year of high school!?"

Feng Yisheng rolled his eyes: "We and Qi Weiran have made our future career plans in the year we graduated from junior high school."

Yi Qingju praised: "6"

He continued the previous topic.

"I usually go to the studio in the art building to paint during the self-study class on Wednesday afternoons."