[Because this chapter was not written on a computer, there are missing parts. I only found out when I saw the preview, so I will repost it for free. Sorry.]
Qingwu didn't expect the upstart Japanese dog to talk about serious matters with ease. She was left speechless by Hirano Yamaji's words. Indeed, her performance just now was indeed a bit hasty.
But who knows what will happen when she enters the room. She is in danger and is alone. She doesn't want to experience the desperate situation three years ago again.
"Hirano-kun..."
Hirano Sanji saw that she was still hesitant, and there was no sign of relaxation on her face. He was impatient and suddenly grabbed Qingwu's thin arm and tried to drag her in.
"Hirano Sanji! What are you doing? I don't want to go in! Let go! You..."
Qingwu panicked, screamed loudly, struggled hard, clung to the door frame with her little hands, and kicked Hiranosanji's trouser legs with her feet. Hiranosanji felt pain and his eyes became fierce, "Didn't Minister Liu
Are you telling me? You look smart, but why are you so ignorant? I have been waiting for so long and I have no patience. Duan Sang, you have to understand that if you didn’t mean to come in at the beginning, then you will
I shouldn’t have sent me back, but you sent me back and gave me a hint, but you were coy at the door. Are you trying to be mysterious? Or are you refusing to welcome me? To some extent, men like this kind of shyness, but once
If you are too shy, it will be very unpleasant! Come in!"
Qingwu was so frightened that tears fell down, and her heart was beating like a drum. She couldn't bear this kind of torture, as if she would vomit if she looked at the ferocious man in front of her again.
"No! You misunderstood! I just sent you here to discuss investment matters according to Minister Liu's instructions. I had no other intentions. Hirano-sanji, if I gave you any hint, I would rather apologize to someone like you.
But I want to explain that I really have no intention of entering your room! Please don’t be sentimental, okay? Just let me go! Let me go! Otherwise, I will call for help..."
"Who's calling for help?"
During the tug-of-war between the two people, suddenly, not far away, a man's thunderous and gloomy roar came. It was gorgeous, high-pitched, and heavy, as if the heavy light above her head blinded Qingwu's eyes.
Perhaps it was because of the heavy mist and the tears that locked her soul. The familiar deep and bone-deep voice that fell in her ears took away her whole heart that was crying for help when she was drowning. But she was so down-to-earth, as if there was no one else in the world.
There was nothing for her to fear.
Tears bursting in the air, she turned around quickly, the joy of being rescued was written all over her pale face. Through the thick mist and frightening fear, she just looked at the other end of the aisle, standing with her head raised to the sky.
When the tall and handsome man came, she didn't care about his expressionless face, the damn cold sarcasm on the corner of his thin lips, or the complicated and indifferent look in his deep black eyes.
She just looked at him with tearful eyes, sobbing loudly, pulling her throat and making miserable sounds like pulling a tragic erhu, her eyes as cold as ice, and so weak that Ling Yansen's heart was broken.
, the fire in my heart was covered with heartache, and I couldn't hate it no matter what.
She opened her red lips that were soaked in tears and bitten by her teeth, moaned softly, and shouted wetly and feebly, "Ayan..."
But soon she suddenly stopped her voice, as if she had been stung by an awakening, and became as silent as a chill. She refused to let go of her inner thoughts, as if calling him Ayan when she was in danger was a sin, a kind of self-abandonment, and a kind of sin.
It's an unforgivable shame, but those two words were picked so easily. They penetrated into the bone marrow a moment ago. Every minute, every second, if you don't pay attention, they will be swirling in your mind.
She never shouted to Ling Yansen, save me. She knew that if she said this, she would never forgive herself. What's more, she was not sure what this uncertain man was going to do.
Those who were watching the fun came to rescue her.
"you again!"
When Hirano Sanji saw Ling Yansen, who had a hellish face and a chilly air oozing from his body, he was obviously not calm anymore. He was extremely angry. Several times, when he was about to capture him, this damn man appeared.
"Duan Sang, who is this man to you?"
Qingwu was suddenly startled, and immediately broke away from Hirano Sanji's iron palm, jumped up, and took a few steps back while he was not paying attention, far away from him.
She lowered her head and closed her eyes, and the crystal clear water droplets swirled on her long and trembling eyelashes, diligently moistening each eyelash.
"No one."
She answered quickly, with a look of secrecy on her pale face, unwilling to say more.
A slight, inaudible sneer seemed to be heard in the vast wilderness of her head. It came out disdainfully from the wings of her nose and gently drifted into Qingwu's unprepared ear shells, causing ripples all over the lake.
Turning back, I caught a glimpse of the cold curve on one side of his mouth.
Ling Yansen felt that his ears had been hit hard. What, no one? She said it lightly, so what does it matter if he was abandoned by her in the bathroom before? What does his entanglement mean? After three years in prison, she really
Have you become so indifferent?
When Hirano Yamaji heard Qingwu's answer, he was immediately relieved. He couldn't help but feel a little arrogant. He was a stranger who was nobody. Even if the president of Jiayu International was not God, it was not his turn to meddle in other people's business!
He walked up to Ling Yansen. His excessively tall stature caused Hirano Yamaci to look up at him, "Sir, you have repeatedly ruined my good deeds. Is this suitable for your purpose?"
"The purpose is to get the Japanese dogs out of my sight."
Hirano Sanji really couldn't suppress his anger this time. He stepped forward, stood on tiptoes, and grabbed Ling Yansen's collar, "Boy, you are young. I am not as experienced as you, so don't go too far!"
Ling Yansen shrugged indifferently. He was so lazy that there was no trace of laxity in his eyebrows. He was as deep as an endless black dome, surging with wind and clouds, and he was obviously angry.
He suddenly leaned forward, his movements a little hasty, and leaned towards Hirano-sanji's slumped shoulder blades. His sudden movement frightened Hirano-sanji and made him lean back.
Ling Yansen smiled contemptuously and spoke in pure Fukuoka dialect. His angry but still shining eyes glanced sideways at the woman standing not far away who looked panicked, and lowered his voice.
"Hirano Sanji, do you know who the woman next to you is? She is the notorious number one extortionist in Luan City. She specializes in hanging around rich people looking for opportunities, especially stupid upstarts like you.
She looked at the little bird and looked at her, it was as pure as white water, and the water was deep in her stomach! Do you know about the famous blackmail attempt in Luancheng three years ago? The protagonist is not the one next to you. She blackmailed me at that time
Three billion. Your entire family property is only about ten billion. How many times can you withstand her blackmail? You were almost deceived by her, stupid!"
Hirano Yamaji opened his eyes wide, obviously not recovered from Ling Yansen's revelation. He opened his mouth slightly in disbelief, like a dead fish emerging from the water. He turned around and looked at Qing Wu with that horrifying look.
I still doubt the truth of what Ling Yansen said.
Ling Yansen naturally did not ignore Qingwu's extremely twitching little cherry petals, and her thin lips curled up in a sinister and evil arc. He continued his efforts and attacked the city in one fell swoop, "Don't believe it? Then you can just hold the contract in her hand.
Sign it."
Hirano suddenly trembled, and his wrinkled face turned white instantly.
He quickly grabbed the doorknob and smiled hurriedly at the woman who was bowing her head diagonally opposite, "Duan Sang, I'm a little tired. I'll give you the answer tomorrow morning."
Then there was a heavy slamming of the door as if trying to escape.
Qing Wu stared at Ling Yansen angrily with a pair of clear eyes, trying hard not to tear his mouth that deserved a beating! He must have done it on purpose, approaching Hirano Yamaji, obviously wanting to bite his ear, but she
Damn it, I could hear his voice perfectly.
It's a shame that she was so eager to get rid of that old pervert, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to hold back and let him ruin her reputation like this!
What? She's a notorious blackmailer?
"Ling Yansen, you bastard! My contract will be signed soon. What do you mean by what you just said to Pingye? Are you so impatient to mess with my affairs?"
"Are you so eager to crawl into that old guy's bed just for a few stinky bucks?"
Through the smoke-filled air, Ling Yansen stretched out his arrogant and slender index finger, pointed at Qingnu, and touched her heavily. He seemed even more angry than she was, and the corners of his eyes were twitching. Qingwu could tell,
That's a sign he's really angry.
"I'll crawl into whose bed I want! Who are you? Do you care? After all, I love those stinky money because of you! If you don't return Duoduo to me, why don't you give me back Duoduo?"
Shamelessly, I am not allowed to see him. I have to work hard to make money and take you to court, so that I can have a chance to get my son back! You are the cause of all this, and now what are you talking about here? Is it interesting? "
Ling Yansen's handsome silhouette could no longer be described as green and black at this time. It was a kind of rage that was close to purple. He strode forward, and the sharp wind brought by his lean torso swept over him like steel bars.
She had short hair, and when her hair fell back, those crazy long veins on her temples climbed up one by one on her wheat-colored skin, so abrupt and conspicuous.
He couldn't help but gasp, breathing heavily, and walked over and grabbed her weak and delicate wrist. The force was so strong that Qingwu gritted her teeth, hissing and throbbing. She struggled, but it was obviously hopeless and she couldn't move at all.
His body is as heavy as a sculpture.
"Okay, since you want money so much, it doesn't make any difference to you whose bed you crawl into, right? I have plenty of money. If you take good care of me, I will not only reward you with money, but also let you see me.