A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1340 A thrilling and strange afternoon

Seventeen surrendered, "For the health of my baby, for my health, and for the happiness of our Qi Yaojun, I have really started to quit."

"I'll trust you this time. I'll go first. A client is going to have double eyelid surgery soon, and he's already prepared." Qi Yao said with a smile.

Seventeen scratched the tip of his nose with his fingers. "I can even perform such a minor surgery. Why would I need to trouble you, a great doctor?"

"VVVVIP, you have to go in person." Qi Yao had already walked out after he finished speaking.

Seventeen laughed heartily, pushed his chair back, and raised his legs. He paused, thinking this was too rude, so he quickly put them down again, walked barefoot to the lounge, and lay down for a nap.

In a daze, she heard the sound of the door opening and knew someone was coming in, but she didn't open her eyes to look. She turned sideways with her back to the person, facing the sofa and quickly fell asleep.

Not long after, there was a slight itch on the neck. Seventeen subconsciously shrank his neck, and the light touch moved up to his ears.

Seventeen muttered, "Hubby, stop making trouble..."

There was a moment of stiffness, and the next moment the person gave her a cold kiss on the head and turned away.

Qi Yao's operation was indeed simple and was completed in about ten minutes. After he tidied himself up, he took a break from his busy schedule and ran to Shiqi's side. He met a young nurse in the corridor.

"Dr. Qi went to the dean's office again?"

"Yes, the dean's office has a nice view, the best air, and is healthier." Qi Yao said without blushing or beating his heart.

"Ha ha……"

The young nurse smiled knowingly, thinking that Doctor Qi was sometimes quite funny. A man who made people feel warm would always gain more favor. Qi Yao had always been the image leader of the hospital, and sometimes when receiving VVVVIPs, Doctor Qi was absolutely indispensable.

Qi Yao glanced outside the glass door. Seventeen was not sitting at the desk, so he was undoubtedly sleeping on the sofa, so the sound of pushing the door was much quieter.

Qi Yao walked over and saw a stack of documents on the table. Qi Yao was a little suspicious. Who put the documents here? Couldn't they just put them on the desk?

Qi Yao's expression was grim, perhaps because he was worried about someone disturbing Seventeen's rest. He reached out and gently took the documents, preparing to place them on the desk. It didn't matter whether she read these textual materials or not. Pregnancy was hard enough for a woman, so how could he possibly bother her with something else?

Qi Yao was holding two packages of sealed information in his hands. He picked them up again the moment he put them on the desk. Sealed?

The cover of the letter reads "To you personally," and it is written in French.

Qi Yao once studied in France, so he secretly learned a lot of daily language and recognized a few words.

Qi Yao was suspicious. Who could have sent these? Was it that French woman? Impossible. She had returned to France two years ago. There was no way she would suddenly reappear. Furthermore, even if she did reappear, she wouldn't have come looking for Seventeen and sent two such inexplicable documents in this manner.

Qi Yao frowned and carefully looked at the thing wrapped in brown paper, which was A4 paper and sealed perfectly.

The more he looked, the more uneasy he became, and the more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed. Qi Yao had no intention of prying into Shiqi's privacy, but if anything could destroy the harmony between them, he would not allow it to happen.

He collected all the reports on the table, including information about new products, and took the two documents packed in brown paper bags away with him.

Qi Yao entered the office, locked the door, and then opened the document to look at it.

Upon opening the profile, Qi Yao was stunned. The first page contained his personal information. The real Qi Yao had died five years prior in South Korea. The next page contained a photo of the person, his true face.

Qi Yao paused for a long moment. He had already guessed who had sent it, and in what manner. But how had that person known?

Does dying once mean someone has super powers?

Qi Yao casually flipped through the photos, which were probably photos of him during the surgery in Korea...

Qi Yao pressed his head and asked, "When did that person find out?"

Suddenly I remembered that the man was suddenly willing to leave the country and go to South Korea. It turned out that I had discovered something wrong with him, so I went there specifically to verify it.

Qi Yao's face sank, and he didn't know how long he sat there before he finally snapped out of his thoughts. He haphazardly put the information together, silently cursing himself. What was he afraid of? There was no way that man would appear before Seventeen with that expression, at least not now.

So, he still has a chance!

Three years ago, that person escaped, but this time, it won’t be so easy.

Anyway, for the sake of this family and this relationship, he has already been crazy once, and he doesn't care if it happens again.

Qi Yao calmly threw all the information into the shredder, and everything turned into a pile of paper scraps.

Seventeen's nap wasn't very good. He kept feeling like someone was coming in and out of the office. He finally woke up, propped up his head, and looked around. Where was anyone? Not even a shadow of a person.

Is it because she lacks a sense of security and always feels that someone is approaching her? Or is she suffering from paranoia?

Patting his head, he stepped on the ground, his eyes seeing the neatly arranged shoes at his feet...

"I came here with my shoes on?"

But she clearly remembered taking her shoes off when she entered the office? Could she have remembered it wrongly? Seventeen patted her head again. What the hell, what the hell? She put on her shoes and walked back to her desk. She reached for the cup of water and looked at the empty desk.

"Huh? Where are the documents on the desk?"

A chill suddenly ran through Seventeen's body, running from his spine straight up to the back of his head, impacting his cerebral cortex with great force.

Seventeen cursed out loud: "Damn it!"

She walked out of the office quickly with her bag and headed towards Qi Yao's office. Seventeen walked faster and faster, with cold sweat on her forehead. Such a thing happened in broad daylight. Could it be that she was not hallucinating today?

Qi Yao's office door was closed, but except for her office which was translucent, the independent offices of other doctors were all made of transparent frosted glass. The glass doors had hospital advertisements printed on them, obscuring some of the situation inside the office.

Seventeen pushed the door, but it wouldn't open. He turned the handle, but it was locked!

Hey—why is everything so weird today? When has Qiyao's office ever been locked? He's right inside, how did a client get in when it's locked like that?

Seventeen knocked on the door, knocking twice before someone inside responded. Qi Yao turned around and looked at her with a cold, murderous gaze, as if possessed by a demon.

Shiqishou quickly retracted his movements and suddenly turned away from Qi Yao, "I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming."

Why does Qi Yao look like a completely different person? Have you ever seen a zombie movie? That's the kind of terrifying look he has.

Seventeen's scalp tingles just thinking about it.

The next moment she left quickly. Qi Yao had already thrown the last piece of information into the shredder, tidied his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

"Qiqi..." Qi Yao chased after him, shouting, "Why are you running?"

Seventeen covered his ears, afraid that when he turned around he would see Qi Yao with his mouth wide open. Oh, NO!