When Ling Yansen came back, he had a small box in his hand.
He knelt down in front of her, prepared the iodine swab, then put her hanging legs on his knees, lifted up her skirt with a flick of his slender fingers.
Qingwu was frightened, "You...what are you doing?"
"I'm not going to fuck you anyway!" He looked like a scoundrel, speaking obscenely and shamelessly. He swept his eyes frivolously and shook his head boringly. "From the color to the style, it's monotonous and boring. This kind of underwear will only turn off men."
"..."
She really wants to kick him over! Those ladies who are looking up to the president of Jiayu International infatuatedly, you can only see that he is an extraordinary noble and elegant gentleman, but you don't know that he is also a perverted and vulgar person that no one can match.
realm!
"Why, do you think I'm speaking unpleasantly?" Ling Yansen curled his lips indifferently, with a slender profile and eagle-like brows. He glanced at her with a sharp look, as if he could see everything in the world, "Ling Yansen has never classified himself as a gentleman.
This is the basic equipment of a businessman. Before I became the president of Jiayu, I was already a ruffian. It was just that my ruffianism was very superficial at that time. Later, I learned a lot through learning. Do you think?
, are those who are richer and more distinguished, privately more debauched and disgusting?"
His voice was very cold, like dry animal fur brushing against her ears. She always knew that he was enigmatic, but she didn't know that he could see through it to this extent. How many experiences does it take for someone to say this?
talk?
Looking at him quietly, maybe his outline is too deep, and there are many wrinkles on his forehead, which makes his appearance when he is thinking a bit more vicissitudes of life.
Staring at those thin lines, her heart ached for some reason. The pain was not large, but it was impossible to ignore.
Ling Yansen gave her medicine, and when he saw her stunned, he thought she was still angry, "Sometimes my words are very annoying, you can get used to it, but you can't just ignore it! You are too rigid, you can't stand teasing, you can't stand it
If you live in a rough manner, don't listen to pornographic jokes, and have a tough temper, it will be difficult for a woman like you to survive in the business world. You know, nine out of ten men here are perverts."
"For example, you." Qingwu glanced at him sinisterly.
He didn't answer, but put away the cotton swab and iodine, glanced at it casually, focused on something, and frowned deeply, "What... is going on?"
Qingwu looked over, her face changed, and she stared at the criss-crossed scars, "My stepfather was very bad when I was a child. He would beat people after drinking. My mother couldn't stand it anymore, so she ran away with me. Soon after, my stepfather came to live with us.
My house burned down, and the flames shot into the sky. My mother dragged me and ran, and my shoes fell off while running. These injuries were caused by the glass at that time." Qingwu blinked, her wet eyelashes rising and falling.
Akira, "I don't know if it was because I was too scared or because the ground was too cold. I didn't feel any pain at that time. But...it's strange. Now I feel pain every time I look at it. It's all gone now."
After saying that, she covered her heart with a sad look on her face, her thin feet shook gently, and those scars were shocking in the light, making people feel heart-wrenching to see them.
Ling Yansen was speechless for a long time. He held her foot firmly and rubbed the scars with his thumb. "How silly," he said softly, "it's not the foot that hurts, but the heart."
Qingwu lowered her head in confusion, and found that her hand was placed squarely on her chest. She smiled sadly, "Really?"
Yes, because he felt the same way. But he didn't intend to tell her this.