Lei Aotian's emotions were all written on his face. Anger and humiliation made him blush. He glared at Tang Qianrong, but Tang Qianrong seemed not to feel it and continued playing with the Kung Fu tea set.
Lei Aotian remained silent, and neither did Tang Qianrong. Finally, the tea in Tang Qianrong's hand became cold.
Lei Aotian suddenly stood up from his seat and said, "Excuse me for disturbing you today."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
At this moment, Tang Qianrong, who had been silent, suddenly raised his eyes and asked, "Have you finished asking all the questions that Mr. Lei wanted to ask?"
Lei Aotian didn't answer, but opened the door slightly.
"I didn't expect you to be so calm." Tang Qianrong slid his fingertips on the rim of the white porcelain tea cup, his eyes watery and emotionless.
On the contrary, Lei Aotian trembled slightly when he heard Tang Qianrong's words. He took a deep breath, turned around, looked at Tang Qianrong, and for a long time... lowered his head, and his tone was calm, even calmer than before.
A few points.
"I'm very sorry for disturbing Mr. Tang today. If I have a chance to see you again next time, I hope it will be on business. So, I'll say goodbye."
After Lei Aotian said this, he left the private room.
Tang Qianrong sat in his original seat and did not move. He looked at the amber liquid in the cup. For a long time, an imperceptible smile slipped across his lips.
This man... is not worthy of her!
In fact, Tang Qianrong had no intention of cooperating with An Jinmu, because he had been very curious about this man since Mrs. Lin told him about Lei Aotian last time.
Hearing An Jinmu's proposal this time, he also felt that it was just the right opportunity to test his feelings for An Jingxing.
If Lei Aotian could fully express his anger in front of him just now, maybe he would have more respect for him, tell him everything, and compete fairly with him.
It's a pity that Lei Aotian was completely weak in front of him. He was afraid of exposing his anger to himself and making him unhappy, so he suppressed everything before finally leaving.
Tang Qianrong doesn't like to judge a person's height based on his status and wealth.
But Lei Aotian obviously regarded these as the standards to measure himself. He felt that he was inferior to himself from the beginning. He was angry with himself in his heart, but he did not dare to express it because he was afraid of his status.
He may love An Jingxing, but this love is far less fierce than his desire for status and power.
After learning that the woman he loved was pregnant with another man's child, the man who could still force himself to remain calm and politely say goodbye to her and leave, in Tang Qianrong's mind, had lost the qualification to compete with him.
Picking up the already cool tea cup, Tang Qianrong took a sip. At this moment, the door of the private room was opened.
The next moment, Li Chengxian's slightly anxious voice came from the door.
"BOSS, the doctor called and said that Miss An fell while taking a shower..."
The unfinished herbal tea in the cup was spread all over the table, and the tea dripped from the edge of the table along the lines of the table... The original seat was empty.
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When An Jingxing woke up from her drowsiness, there was a person next to her who was holding a bowl of unknown liquid and took a spoonful of it and handed it to her mouth.
She frowned and sniffed the smell. She instinctively felt that she didn't like it, so she turned her head to avoid it.
She only remembered that after she came back with the man, she took a nap, and when she woke up, she wanted to take a bath... and then...
However, at this moment, a deep voice sounded beside her.
