Xia Weiyang didn't expect to meet her idol in this way.
She also didn't expect that this was just the beginning of their entanglement.
A hard slap hurts more than just the face...
Lin Weian, a top designer who was gentle and elegant in front of others, was standing in front of her with cold words and harsh words, and even wanted to slap her again. If Lin Weian's assistant hadn't stopped her quickly, "Weian, a reporter is coming.
, don’t let them take pictures.”
Lin Weian finally endured it, raised her chin slightly, and looked at her with a high attitude, "I don't want to see you again!"
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What made Xia Weiyang even more surprised was that the person who took her mother away and took good care of her was actually Li Kangmu.
When Wei Young arrived, Li Qinglin had already fallen asleep in Li Kangmu's car, with her head resting against the window, holding some snacks in her hand, and smiling like a child.
He drove them back personally, with Weiyang sitting in the back seat. From her perspective, his side face was cold and solemn, making it difficult to see what he was thinking. His driving skills were very good, and his driving posture was even more enjoyable.
As if feeling her gaze, he raised his eyes and looked into the car's interior mirror, looking at Weiyang with those clear black eyes.
She looked away guiltily, feeling embarrassed, and could feel his eyes falling on her from time to time through the mirror.
Even without speaking or making any movements, he could bring an inexplicable influence to her, making her heart and nerves tense all the time.
When the car arrived at the door, Li Kangmu handed her several bags of valuable supplements and medicinal materials in the trunk and said in a deep voice, "After sending Auntie up, you come down and I'll wait for you."
The heavy supplements in your hands make people feel more comfortable than those luxurious clothes.
When Xia Weiyang sent her mother upstairs and then returned, she saw him sitting in the car, holding a cigarette in his hand, leaning his elbow against the window, taking a deep breath, and the gray smoke curled up, spread and merged with the air.
Weiyang got into the car. He looked at her sideways and said nothing, which made her a little embarrassed. She broke the atmosphere and said, "Thank you for taking care of my mother tonight and those supplements..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw him reaching out and she shrank subconsciously. Still unable to avoid his electric fingers, he gently brushed the hair beside her ear and asked softly, "How do you do it?"
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His tone was slightly tired, so lazy that it made her heart beat faster inexplicably. The slender fingers caressing her cheek affectionately seemed to carry an electric current, making her tremble wherever they passed. Weiyang looked at him,
At that moment, the care in his tone was like a warm current injected into her heart, nourishing her pretended to be strong.
She is the kind of person who doesn't want to say anything even if she is wronged, because no one can stand up for her, no one can protect her...
She is used to becoming stronger when she is wronged.
But at this moment, his care actually made her feel aggrieved, making her want to talk and rely on...
Li Kangmu saw tears flashing in her eyes, "What's wrong?"
He rubbed the red mark on her cheek with his fingertips and whispered, "Tell me, who made your face look like this?"
She lowered her head, "I'm fine."
Bitterness slipped from the corner of his mouth, "So what if I tell you?"
Does he want to help her get this slap back?
"Maybe I can get it back for you?" He said jokingly, with a faint smile in his black eyes, making Weiyang laugh. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise, her tense heart became much more relaxed, and her tone was relaxed.
, "You mean to help me get back this slap?"
****** Are there any readers who support Lao Li? Hahaha