【V098】Mr. Ling Yansen implores you to give me a child
Qingwu made a sad face and tugged at her lips, but she couldn't get a smile out of her. She kept nodding mechanically in agreement, and her mood that had just improved became gloomy again.
Her father's words reminded her, yes, how can a person like her get freedom? I'm afraid she was born to serve the Duan family wholeheartedly. She is a screw, she is iron, she is steel, she can't be broken even if hammered!
Humming softly to herself, she interrupted her father who was still chattering, "I know, father." Then she hung up the phone in a hurry and leaned against the cold wall, so exhausted that she could hardly stand still.
When she walked to the elevator and was about to go in, the light beam reflected on the wall showed that a man was approaching from behind. Qingwu turned around and was suddenly startled. She had only seen her during the regular meeting in the morning, but why did she feel that it had taken too long?
The illusion of disappearing.
He lowered his head slightly, with his coat hanging on his arms. The way he walked matched his tall and handsome figure, making him look carefree and unruly, but with a natural sense of beauty.
His face was still expressionless, with a pair of gray and cold bottomless eyes, and there was a deep mist in the narrow eyes. The afternoon sunlight slanted on his shoulders, and the light behind him made him look delicate.
His facial features showed a layer of indifferent whiteness.
Qing Wu felt that this man's good looks always had a gloomy and evil look to him.
Realizing that she was staring at someone stupidly, and actually had the nerve to look a little crazy, Qingwu suddenly came back to her senses, and a hot temperature crawled all over her face. Her father's words were running over and over in her mind, and she hesitated whether to
Call him to stop the cold war between each other.
Ling Yansen walked lazily, not squinting, but quietly clenched the hands in his trouser pockets. A trace of nervousness flashed in his heart. There was a special elevator in front of him. If she didn't say anything, he would have no choice but to step in.
It's a shame that he was able to go back to the parking lot without even opening the car door because he was so convulsed that he just wanted to kill time and wait for a 'chance encounter' with her!
He never knew that he belonged to the boring, coquettish world. So when Zhou Jirong later used the word "sultry, coquettish" to describe him in front of Qing Wu, he actually turned his face and beat up the guy.
The second before Ling Yansen stepped out with his left foot, Qing Wu hesitated and shouted, "Wait...wait a minute!"
Ling Yansen was getting a little impatient waiting for this sentence. He paused naturally, and a smile of success flashed across his handsome silhouette with his back to her. Then he lowered his face, retracted his feet, and turned around with a cold face.
He stood up and deliberately raised his thick eyebrows, "Why are you yelling? Even ghosts in broad daylight will be scared away by you!"
"..."
Qingwu kept silent under his insidious gaze, lowering her head and looking obedient. She also knew that the roar just now was a bit scary.
She didn't know when she started, but she was always a little timid when facing him. When he looked at her with that panicked look, she really didn't dare to say anything. She didn't know why she was afraid of him.
Ling Yansen paused, his side tensed, secretly annoyed that he had gone too far just now, but then he thought, she is not the kind of submissive woman, and one look at this pretending to be obedient, he knew there was something wrong.
"What's the matter?" He lowered his gaze, but his usual coldness was still condensed between his eyebrows, which was unreasonably intimidating. This was probably how he lengthened the distance between him and others.
Qingwu looked up at him, but except for the darkness in his ink-like eyes, she couldn't pry into anything. After thinking for a moment, she said carefully, "There's something wrong."
Ling Yansen walked towards her in a logical manner, and saw that her thin eyebrows were lying upside down, and her fleshy lips were not moist. He couldn't help it, he opened his mouth and mocked her intentionally or unintentionally, "Looking at you, you are not in a good mood.
That’s great.”
Qingwu was a little surprised. She didn't know that he had been observing her like a hawk for a while, and she never thought that she had just seen Xiao Yixiang and Duan Miaomiao across the street. She was in a bad mood, but it was because of her father's call.
Seeing her silence, Ling Yansen thought he had touched her sore spot, and felt even more unhappy, and his tone became harsh and mean, "That's right, probably every woman hates men who are duplicitous and double-dealing. One moment, they are holding on to this, and the next moment they are following her.
Went to have another tryst for morning tea."
"What's wrong with you today? Are you so self-reflective and self-aware?" Qingwu didn't know what he meant. His words made her naturally think of his behavior. She couldn't help but smile, her expression was vivid, and she bit her pale lips with her white teeth.
It's a little redder.
Ling Yansen's eyes froze for a moment, then quickly looked away, with a scowl on his face, thinking that she was sarcastically taunting him. He was a little annoyed, as if only the state officials were allowed to set fires and the people were not allowed to light lamps, and he couldn't bear to hear her sarcasm.
"If nothing's wrong, I'll leave first." He impatiently stretched out his hand to press the elevator button and turned around indifferently. He felt a little regretful that he had done something wrong and was so full that he waited for her to do something.
"Something really happened! Something really happened to me!" Qingwu hurriedly chased after her. Finally she was no longer so embarrassed. She had to seize the opportunity.
She swallowed her saliva and almost couldn't speak smoothly. Her eyes were wide open, a little cute. Ling Yansen frowned and glanced at her chin. He couldn't help but swallowed a few times with his Adam's apple, and then
After realizing it, he became angry and said, "If you have something to do, just tell me quickly. I don't have time to spend time with you because you are hesitating!"
"...Mr. Ling Yansen, please give me a child."
Qingwu swore that when she said this, her expression was serious, her expression was serious, and she used the tone of negotiation when signing a contract. She was solemn, straight to the point, and very polite.
But why can't she understand the reaction of the person in front of her?
Her words were like a muffled thunder crashing down on Ling Yansen's unprepared ears, making him dizzy, with stars in his eyes and twitching in his limbs.
In his life, these three idioms have never appeared to him at the same time, but at this moment, they all appeared.