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Chapter 822 The first dinner

Li Jia, don’t worry, I believe you can, don’t think so much now, I believe you will succeed.

Looking at Li Jia in front of her, Murong Xin felt heartbroken on her delicate face. She knew that the woman in front of her seemed very confident at all times, but she was always inferior in her heart.

I'm fine, Xin'er, don't worry about me. Since I can choose to come to Murong Group, don't worry, I will definitely be able to do it.

Hearing Li Jia's words, Murong Xin slowly let go of her, and nodded firmly with a trusted smile on her delicate face.

Li Jia, I know that in your heart, you have always been unconfident in yourself, but I want to tell you that you are really great.

Looking at the firmness and trust in Murong Xin's beautiful eyes, a warm feeling suddenly surged in Li Jia's heart. Such trust and respect instantly made her heart warm.

Thank you, I get it.

When he returned to the restaurant, Li Jia's mood improved a lot. She seemed to be shining with light, and her not-so-exquisite face was filled with a confident smile.

Murong Hao looked at the joyful and confident woman sitting opposite him, and a hint of surprise flashed through his heart. What kind of woman is she?

Murong Hao couldn't see her mentality, so he had to leave this question aside. Miss Li, you were

Don't be so polite, just call me Li Jia.

Li Jia interrupted Murong Hao's words with a faint smile. Murong Hao paused for a second, and his handsome face was covered with a smile again.

OK, Li Jia, I think since you and Xin'er are good friends and are working in my company now, you can come to your house to accompany Xiner often in the future.

Hearing Murong Hao's words, Murong Xin's hand holding the knife and fork froze in the air, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across her delicate and bright face.

Brother, I forgot to tell you something.

As Murong Xin said that, she still had a look of difficulty in speaking, and the smile and confidence on Li Jia's face became a little dim at this moment.

What's wrong? Xin'er, just tell me if you have anything to do. Do you still have to hesitate with your brother? A hint of confusion flashed across Murong Hao's face.

No matter what Murong Xin did, she looked like she would not admit her mistakes. This attitude now surprised Murong Hao.

Brother, that's it.

Murong Xin mustered up the courage, glanced over Li Jia again, and then gave out a deep breath and looked at Murong Hao with a tough look.

Brother, I asked Li Jia to move to our house. I just thought that her work would be easier in the future. Isn’t it just so happen that I’m not so bored?

Hearing Murong Xin's words, a hint of surprise and shock flashed across Murong Hao's face. After hesitating for a few seconds, Murong Hao sighed silently.

Xin'er, why didn't you discuss this with me?

Although the meaning in his words was full of blame and complaint, Murong Hao's handsome face always had a faint smile.

Li Jia was sitting in the restaurant at this time, and her confidence just now turned into ashes. The man in front of her still disliked him.

Sorry, President Murong, what happened today is my fault. I should ask Xiner to discuss it with you first. I am really sorry for causing you trouble now.

Li Jia interrupted the conversation between the two respectfully, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Murong Xin's face, which was still smiling for the last second, had already become frost.

Murong Hao couldn't help but be shocked. The woman in front of him was indeed not that simple. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.

Li Jia, you misunderstood, I don’t mean that.

Murong Hao paused for a second, then continued to speak: Okay, that's it, just be happy.

As he said that, Murong Hao picked up the red wine in front of him and sent it to Li Jia gently. Li Jia, I really have no other intentions about what happened just now. I hope you don’t get angry.

As he said that, Murong Hao gently touched the goblet in front of Li Jia, and then drank the red wine in his hand.

Seeing Murong Hao's actions, the displeasure on Murong Xin's face disappeared and a smile covered her cheeks.

Li Jia, we will meet every day in the future, and I am very happy to think about it.

Murong Xin said her longing for the future on her delicate face, but she didn't know that the seemingly beautiful beginning was actually the arrival of a nightmare.

At the same time, in the He family villa, Zuo Qingsheng sat bored by the window after dinner. Since her arm was injured, her life became single.

His eyes fell on his arm, he reached out and pressed it gently, and a trace of sadness flashed across his beautiful face.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

A soft knock sounded outside the door, and Zuo Qingsheng got up lazily and walked to the door and opened it. It was indeed the person he didn't want to see the least.

Is there anything you have?

As he said that, Zuo Qingsheng turned around and sat on the sand, with a layer of coldness on his delicate and fair face. He Tingchen had already gotten used to such a face during this period.

Qingsheng, there is a party in the evening, and I want you to go with me.

He Tingchen had a calm face on his handsome face.

A hint of anticipation flashed in his cold eyes. Since his impulse that day hurt her, Zuo Qingsheng had not spoken to him well.

He Tingchen knew that this woman was still holding a grudge against him. Although he was very angry, he had to admit that all the harm she suffered was caused by himself.

Sorry, I think I'm not in the mood and not interested in attending any party with you, so you'd better go there yourself.

Zuo Qingsheng's gaze never stayed on He Tingchen for a second, which made He Tingchen extremely angry.

He Tingchen tried hard to control his emotions, and he knew that the current relationship could not be worse than injury again.

I want us to go to this party together, and you have the previous producer. I will give you half an hour to clean up and I will wait for you downstairs.

As He Tingchen said nothing, he turned around and wanted to leave. Zuo Qingsheng quickly got up and said angrily: Wait, He Tingchen, I said it, I won’t go.

Thinking that she hadn't seen the producer in a long time, Zuo Qingsheng really wanted to meet her, but she would rather not go with He Tingchen.

Zuo Qingsheng, you should figure it out, are you really going to force me to get angry now? He Tingchen's voice unknowingly increased by several decibels.

Zuo Qingsheng was roared by He Tingchen and did not react for a moment. He was stunned for a few seconds, and the corners of her mouth smiled a little.

He Tingchen, do you feel very happy that you are just tied up and tortured me like this? Zuo Qingsheng's beautiful eyes are full of disdain.

Zuo Qingsheng, I tell you that you have to go if you don’t go, otherwise you will be at your own risk. I will wait for you downstairs. As he said that, he walked away with his slender legs without waiting for Zuo Qingsheng to react.

With a bang, Zuo Qingsheng's heart completely fell into the deep sea and sat blankly on the sand. Zuo Qingsheng's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Why? Why did I have to bear all this? Zuo Qingsheng's mind was blank, and tears were allowed to slide down his cheeks.

After emptied herself, Zuo Qingsheng slowly got up and walked into the bathroom. She knew that she could not really make this man angry.

Looking at the pale and delicate face in the mirror, Zuo Qingsheng raised a bitter smile on his face.

Zuo Qingsheng, haven’t you swore that you will no longer be controlled by anyone?

Zuo Qingsheng murmured to himself in the mirror, and those scenes he didn't want to remember appeared in his mind again.

He reached out to wipe off the tears from his cheeks and took a deep breath. Zuo Qingsheng, can these difficulties be defeated? You won’t.

After washing up, Zuo Qingsheng sat in front of the dressing table quickly and looked at her clean and young face in the mirror. The sadness in her heart was dispelled a little.

No matter what happens, you still have a small word, right? He is your motivation and the meaning of your hard work.

At this time, He Tingchen, who was sitting in the living room, looked at Zuo Qingsheng's room on the second floor from time to time, looked down at the watch in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel even more anxious.

Get up soon, He Tingchen's angry face flashed in a second. Zuo Qingsheng walked up to him in a red suspender dress, so beautiful that he walked up to him gracefully.

Seeing Zuo Qingsheng slowly descending the stairs, He Tingchen's anger suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he walked to her with his slender legs.

I knew you would definitely go.

Hearing He Tingchen's words, a hint of disdain flashed across Zuo Qingsheng's cold face. He turned around, his beautiful eyes were cold.

I have nothing to do with you this time, I hope you remember it.

Zuo Qingsheng's words were not at all warm, but He Tingchen was not angry. Such a beautiful and noble person made him feel an urge to print it deep in his heart.

After getting into the car, Zuo Qingsheng was in a very bad mood. Looking at the unfit dress, she felt even more irritable.

As if he felt the irritability of the woman beside him, He Tingchen gently put his hands on her shoulders with distinct bones.

But the next second I was thrown away by Zuo Qingsheng. He Tingchen, I warn you that the reason I agreed this time was entirely due to the producer's face.

Listening to Zuo Qingsheng's merciless words, He Tingchen's hands subconsciously clenched, and a hint of unhappiness flashed across his handsome face.

After dinner, Murong Xin was already a little sleepy when she drank. After being helped out by Li Jia, she fell asleep completely.

Xin'er, why did you drink so much? You can still fall asleep now. You really make me admire you.

Li Jia said while supporting Murong Xin who was already drunk, and Murong Hao quickly got out of the car and opened the car door.

Xin'er, are you really drunk too much? Brother has left you here? A wicked smile flashed across Murong Hao's handsome face.

Seeing that Murong Xin did not respond, Murong Hao shook his head helplessly and sighed silently.

It seems that Xin'er has really drunk too much. She may have eaten a few glasses of red wine just now. She should be fine after a while.
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