"Impossible." Leng Zhiqing stared at her resolutely.
"Dr. Leng, I have never seen someone as unreasonable as you." Ding Rou sneered, stood up, and wanted to walk out, "If you think too much, I don't need to keep playing with you.
I still have my world." Turning around, she pretended not to want to look at him anymore, picked up her bag in a handsome manner, and walked towards the door.
"Okay, I apologize." Leng Zhiqing took a deep breath and looked at Ding Rou turning back in confusion. He shrugged, shook his head and smiled lightly, "I...you stay, I won't talk like this anymore."
He hasn't been so patient for a long time, but when he sees the person in front of him, he doesn't want to let go in his heart.
Ding Rou stood there calmly, once again feeling as if she was in another world. It was indescribable to struggle with her, and she couldn't bear his "humiliation" again, or maybe it was a kind of gentleness. But this kind of gentleness was for others.
Other women besides "Ding Rou".
A deeper and deeper sense of loss and emotion filled her heart. She couldn't explain how she felt. In the end, she just stopped, turned around and walked back to him.
Putting her bag on the chair, she pretended to be unhappy and asked, "Excuse me, Director Leng, can I go to work next? Everyone else has left, and I don't want me to be special."
"Well, we can start now," Leng Zhiqing casually picked up the handbag she had just put down in her confusion, and turned her eyes to the door, "Go get something to drink and let's continue chatting."
"My job is not to chat." Ding Rou dismissed his arrangement.
"Your job is to obey your boss's orders." Leng Zhiqing was determined.
Seeing that Ding Rou hesitated for a while, she still agreed and walked out of the door. He clenched one hand into a fist and pressed it against his chin, falling into a state of contemplation. He opened the book she had just read and looked at it carefully, meticulously.
I wanted to find any clues, but I was still swayed by what Irving said before.
Within a few minutes, the familiar footsteps slowed down and came from outside the door, followed by someone pushing the door open. Looking up, Leng Zhiqing stared at the tray in Ding Rou's hand, and instantly, his face turned pale.
Ding Rou didn't mind, she just put the tea cup in front of him politely and said, "Dr. Leng, please use it." She said it in a tone that was thousands of miles away from him.
Leng Zhiqing remained silent, holding the white bone china tea cup playfully, fascinated by the light green pattern on the surface of the cup.
Sitting silently in the conference room like this, Ding Rou finally couldn't hold it any longer. She raised her eyes and asked first, "Director Leng, if there are no other arrangements, I would like to ask where the legal team is? I
Want to hurry up..."
"Ding Rou." Leng Zhiqing suddenly said two words.
Suddenly, Ding Rou felt her heart suddenly tremble. She tried her best to ignore the reaction coming from within, and replied calmly, "You...are calling me? I heard it sounded like a person's name...Oh, this
She is yours, I'm sorry, you just said that you will no longer treat me as her."
Leng Zhiqing continued to turn the cup in his hand without turning his eyes, and melodiously turned his gaze to Ding Rou's face, "I would like to ask you to explain how a stranger knows that 'drinking is like life'
I, like drinking tea instead of coffee?”
Ding Rou was suddenly shocked.
How could I make such a stupid mistake!
The polite smile on her face was still there, but her heart was churning, her chest was pounding, and her heart was almost beating out. She hurriedly responded, "My...intuition."
"Intuition?" Leng Zhiqing smiled bitterly, "Too many coincidences, and your...intuition? Your...sixth sense? If you were Ding Rou, you wouldn't have to go around in such a big circle to deliberately torture me!"
As he said this, he was still a little doubtful.
Too many similarities made him always think in this direction. However, every time he saw Annie's face, he felt that she was clearly different from her...
At this time, looking at her, his sharp eyes became hesitant, determined, hesitant, decisive...
"I don't have to. Let me say it again, I am Annie." Ding Rou forced herself to speak, "Dong Leng, I now seriously suspect that you have a psychological problem. If you really do, it's best not to keep pestering me.
I hope to live a stable life, I still have a lot of wonderful future ahead of me, and I won’t cause so much trouble to myself just for one job.”
Looking at Leng Zhiqing, she had too many things to say and was afraid that she would not be able to hold them back from speaking out. She was even more afraid that her eyes would reveal flaws.
There was a sudden knock on the conference room door.
Leng Zhiqing was a little unhappy at being suddenly interrupted, but still replied "Please come in."
The person who entered the door was his deputy, who was very used to it these days. He had excellent eyesight and quickly conveyed to Leng Zhiqing that he had something important to say.
Leng Zhiqing was a little absent-minded, "Say."
"But..." The deputy looked at Ding Rou with some hesitation.
"It doesn't matter, let's talk." Leng Zhiqing withdrew his gaze, focusing entirely on the topic just now, listening to what his deputy said.
"Just now, an informant saw Ms. Ding near No. 15 Maple Leaf Avenue." The deputy reported quickly without missing a word.
Ding Rou's chest suddenly felt like it was being torn apart by something. She clearly saw the painful loneliness and severe loss when Leng Zhiqing looked at her, and how he quickly covered up all this in an instant..."
not give a damn about".
"Okay, let's go down." Leng Zhiqing didn't even give him a look.
In addition to feeling distressed, Ding Rou felt a little relieved. She knew very well that the person who had just entered the door was clearly coming to rescue her. However, she did not expect that the boss had so many informants, and some even lurked around Leng Zhiqing, even him.
People who can't even notice it. Thinking about it, I felt a palpitation in my heart.
"You're really not her." Leng Zhiqing muttered to herself, with mixed feelings.
I would rather be the person in front of me. Even if she changes her face, so what? As long as she is Ding Rou!
only…
Even though they had skin-to-skin contact, the hazy touch was still so familiar, but he got the news. It was as if she had an alibi. If she and Ding Rou appeared at the same time, then they couldn't be the same person.
Looking at her, he couldn't help but feel sad.
"Okay, you go to the legal team, I will contact you if I need anything." He raised his hand and walked out of the conference room before Ding Rou could get up.
No need to ask, Ding Rou looked at the tall and slender body from behind. His pace was a little hasty. He really wanted to find her. Time and time again, he really wanted to. She didn't need to test or guess, including him.
When he hugged himself drunkenly, he still kept calling "Rou'er..."