Zhan Mo's heart tightened and the pain was severe. The time he spent with her was not as long as her childhood sweetheart Qin Xifeng, but at least it was longer than the time she spent with Long Lifei. He didn't think Long Lifei was the most suitable for Qingcheng.
people.
Even Qin Xifeng, he felt, would be more suitable than Long Lifei.
It's not that Long Lifei isn't good enough or good enough. On the contrary, he's too good and his position is too high. If Qingcheng were to be with this person, she would be destined to be tired all her life.
"I know you care about me, but as a friend you have to stop in moderation." Ye Qingcheng crushed the cigarette butt between his fingers, stood up and said, "I have always known what I am doing."
After the sound fell, he stood up, turned around and left.
Zhan Mo stood up and spoke uncontrollably to her back: "Qingcheng, it is impossible for him to give you the happiness you want, and you are destined not to belong to the presidential palace."
Ye Qingcheng's steps stopped sharply and he didn't look back, but his back became obviously stiff.
Zhan Mo said: "Whether it's Mrs. Mingxi or Miss Ziqi, they are destined to belong to the nobility by birth, and they are destined to live in the intertwining world of wine and light and cope with it with ease. And you? Are you sure you can adapt to the routine life of the Presidential Palace?
, can you abide by such a rigid set of rules, can wear high heels to accompany you to various banquets, and socialize in vain, can you endure such a life for the rest of your life? "
The hands hanging on both sides of his body suddenly tightened and clenched into fists, with veins looming, and finally he walked out of the house with his back straight.
Zhan Mo sighed heavily, not because he wanted to hurt Qingcheng, but because he wanted her to recognize the truth.
It is inappropriate for her to be with you.
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The sky in November was very high and blue, but the wind was a bit cold. It blew into her collar and chilled the left side of her chest. The sun shone brightly and warmly on her body, but she felt that everything around her was as cold as an ice cellar.
.
The black car stopped in front of her. Qin Xifeng got out of the car and walked to her, "Brother asked me to pick you up."
Qin Xifeng opened the car door, turned around and saw her expression was not good, and her eyes were concerned: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Ye Qingcheng came back to his senses, replied, bent down and sat in the car.
On the way, Qin Xifeng glanced at her from the corner of his eye from time to time, as if he wanted to say something to her, but seeing that her expression was not good, he decided to talk to her next time.
Some things still have to wait.
The car parked in the parking lot, and there was an elevator that went directly to the floor of Long Lifei's office. Qin Xifeng took her in the special elevator. Ye Qingcheng stood in the corner of the elevator, with his hands in his pockets, his expression indifferent, without any emotion, his eyes lowered.
Like a lonely person who is isolated from the world.
After getting out of the elevator, Qin Xifeng and Ye Qingcheng walked to the door of the office together. Qin Xifeng knocked on the door, got approval, and pushed the door open.
Qingfeng had already delivered the meal and was ready. Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was about to salute, his eyes glanced at Qin Xifeng, and the words stuck on his lips. He lowered his eyes and calmly called out: "Miss Ye."
Ye Qingcheng responded vaguely, and when he looked at Long Lifei, he happened to put down the document and looked at him. The two people's eyes met across the air, and Qingfeng's expression was uneasy for a second.
Naturally, the atmosphere is a little weird.
Fortunately, everyone present is a master at hiding emotions, especially Long Lifei. He stood up and sat down at the dining table, looking at Ye Qingcheng: "Why don't you come over for dinner?"
Ye Qingcheng said "Oh" and turned to look at Qin Xifeng: "Let's eat together."
Together?
Qin Xifeng naturally wanted to have dinner with Qingcheng, but... his eyes looked at Long Lifei.
Long Lifei glanced at Ye Qingcheng without leaving a trace, and ordered Qingfeng to prepare the tableware.
Qin Xifeng immediately took Qingcheng's wrist and walked over, sat down, "Thank you, brother."
Long Lifei nodded and said nothing.
Ye Qingcheng kept her head down while eating in silence. She was not chattering like before, giving people a very dull feeling.
Qin Xifeng felt it when he saw her. At this moment, he pretended not to know, picking up food for Ye Qingcheng, and stroking her long hair from time to time, "Qingcheng, you need to eat more, you seem to have lost a lot of weight recently."
"Is there any?" Ye Qingcheng touched his cheek with his left hand and smiled brightly: "This is the legendary beauty of bones."
Qin Xifeng put vegetables into her bowl again, "You don't need to be beautiful because you are beautiful no matter what you look like."
The vegetables fell into Ye Qingcheng's bowl. Before she could say anything, the person next to her directly put the vegetables Qin Xifeng had given her into his own bowl.
Ye Qingcheng and Qin Xifeng were both stunned.
"Brother——" Qin Xifeng stopped talking.
Long Lifei's stern facial features were expressionless. He put a piece of meat in her bowl and said in a calm voice, "A Qing doesn't like onions."
Qin Xifeng's eyes fell on Long Lifei's bowl. There was a green spot on the meat he put for A Qing. He felt uncomfortable for some reason, and his eyes turned to Ye Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, when did you stop eating onions?
How come you don’t know?”
The two men's eyes were on Ye Qingcheng at the same time.
Qingfeng stood aside and noticed the strange atmosphere, let alone Ye Qingcheng. He held the chopsticks to his lips for a few seconds, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I eat when I'm in a good mood, and I don't eat when I'm in a bad mood. Do you have any opinion?"
In the past, it was good to have food to eat in the military area, but she was still picky. After she came back, she had endless food, and the picky eating habits she had developed at home naturally came back.
She doesn't eat onions at the Presidential Palace. She always tells the kitchen not to put onions in. If they must be put in, she will pick them out and not eat them.
With half-truth and half-false answers, Qin Xifeng Xiaoxiao did not delve into the matter further, nor did he pick up any more food for Ye Qingcheng.
The three of them finished the meal in silence. For some reason, Ye Qingcheng felt like chewing wax. This feeling was really uncomfortable. The problem was that he shot himself in the foot, which made him feel even more depressed.
After the meal, Qingfeng packed up his things. Long Lifei asked Qin Xifeng to go out first. He and Ye Qingcheng still had something to talk about.
Qin Xifeng nodded, and before turning to leave the office, he looked at Ye Qingcheng and Long Lifei more thoughtfully.
Qingfeng packed up his things and left first. There were only two of them left in the office. The remote control for the curtains was in his drawer. He lowered the curtains by remote control and turned on the lights in the room, so his view was not obstructed.
He poured a glass of warm water and placed it in front of her along with the medicine box.
Ye Qingcheng took the medicine and drank the water without hesitation, but did not put down the cup. He placed his eyes on the water cup and said, "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. After I finish speaking, I can go back to sleep."
Long Lifei sat down next to her and leaned sideways on the sofa, "Are you in a bad mood?"
"No." The answer was too quick, which made people unconvinced.
What flashed through Long Lifei's dark eyes, his thin lips tightened into a thin line, and he slowly opened his lips: "Would you like to... hug one?"
"Eh?" Ye Qingcheng suddenly raised his head and looked at him, suspecting that he heard wrongly.
"Ahem." Long Lifei looked away from her face and rubbed the tip of his nose with the back of his hand in a natural manner, "Before, you were the one who pestered me to promise to hug you more times."
Ye Qingcheng looked at him, especially the way he pretended to be calm, and found it inexplicably funny, "Long Lifei, actually you want me to hug you!"
Long Lifei frowned, as if angry, glanced at her coldly, stood up and left.
Ye Qingcheng grabbed his sleeve with quick eyes and hands, "Long Lifei..."
The voice was soft and soft.
Long Lifei lowered his eyes and looked into her clear and innocent eyes, looking like a harmless request, and sat down again.
Ye Qingcheng did not let go of his hand, but instead played with his cufflinks and said to himself: "Long Lifei, do you also think that I am nothing but competitive and not suitable for this circle at all?
"
But her family was just like that. Ye Jia and Lin Qi never taught her the rules of the upper-class nobles. All they required of her were basic courtesy and principles of life. As for other things, they never had strict requirements on her.
When Long Lifei heard this, he frowned, looked at her, and asked without answering: "Why do you have such an idea?"
Ye Qingcheng did not raise his head to look at him, and continued to play with his cufflinks while saying: "For example... For example, when Yan'er drinks, she must drink the best wine. She tastes the wine slowly, and can tell the month, production
land; and I can only get myself drunk; or like Aunt Gu, who can cook tea, prepare charity parties, and raise funds to help those children, but I can only shoot and kill people; or let's talk about Su Jiu, who has a high IQ degree
He is tall, has strong work ability, and can cook and do housework in daily life. Unlike me, I may not even be able to distinguish between oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar..."
She didn't care about Zhan Mo's words, she cared about how she was thought of in his mind. He always said that she was too competitive...
A trace of surprise flashed across Long Lifei's eyes, astonished by what she was thinking. His big palm fell on her head, feeling slightly cool. Ye Qingcheng raised her eyes to look at him, his handsome face was so close...
"Why do you want to be like them?"
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