Qingting then gave up and said, "Okay, I'll wait."
After saying these words, she walked away proudly without looking back, not taking Captain Li and the others seriously at all.
Captain Li felt as if he had been slapped several times, and his face turned red with embarrassment.
"Everyone is equal before the law. The matter has not been explained clearly and there has not been much trial. How can you just let him go?"
The director glared at him fiercely and followed him quickly.
"Miss, you have been wronged because we were negligent in our work..."
Qingting had a smile on her lips, but she didn't express her anger at him. She exchanged a few polite greetings, secretly wondering in her heart, was he so careful to please her?
She, the eldest lady of the Ye family, is just an empty show, far less dignified than Madam Ye.
A tall and straight figure suddenly appeared in front of her. The familiarity made her heart palpitate. She couldn't help but stop and wonder, why is he here?
Leng Qirui was leaning against the wall, his face cold, lazy, light, unshaven, and a little haggard.
As if sensing something, he raised his head, saw Qingting's eyes lit up, and took the initiative to greet him. Qingting's heart was beating wildly, and he had the urge to run away.
He walked up to her, grabbed her arm, and looked up and down nervously. He breathed out when he saw that she was safe and sound, "Tingting, are you... okay? Did they bully you?"
A sound is like a key, opening the door of memory, and countless past events come flooding in.
Qingting's arm held by him was slightly hot, and he was confused. He lowered his eyes to cover up all the complicated thoughts, and his tone was light and unfamiliar.
"Nothing, thank you."
When they met again, she was still excited and had ups and downs of emotions, which made her surprised and sad.
Leng Qirui's hand froze, a little hurt. He forced a smile and said, "Tingting, I'll see you off."
Qingting secretly took a breath in his heart, raised his head, looked directly at him, waved his big palm away, and refused directly, "Sorry, it's not too convenient..."
Since you have chosen to let go, then be ruthless to the end!
His empty palms were frozen in the air, his expression was hurt and lonely, and he couldn't bear to look at him.
"Can't we be friends?"
Friend? Qingting suppressed the bitter feeling and shook his head expressionlessly.
"That's not what your mother would like to see. Is she feeling better? Please spend more time with her when you have time."
She is neither a saint nor an angel, she is just a woman who chooses to be alone.
Goodbye is also a friend, this kind of thing will not happen to her.
It is either the closest person or a stranger who will never meet, it is either black or white, there is no middle color.
This is her, she is absolutely fierce!
"You are so generous." Leng Qirui heard the implication of her words. His excitement after hearing the news was like a bucket of cold water pouring down on him, which chilled his heart.
Yes, he already knew what kind of person she was. Where did he feel disappointed? Where did he feel sad?
But God knows how much his heart hurts.
The days when she left were like hell to him.
He stopped in his memories, in her memories, and even though his heart was broken and torn, he couldn't bear to leave.
As long as he stops, her shadow will come to mind, recalling the clips of the two getting along over and over again, like a movie, reincarnating and impatient.
It is obviously a kind of torture, torture that is excruciatingly painful, but there is no way to get rid of it!
Even if it is torture, it is the only support he relies on to move forward and not collapse!