The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

On weekends, there are clear clouds outside the house. This weather is most suitable for sisters to go shopping together, especially for sisters who are about to enter the church. wwv m)

"Wenwen, what do you think of this dress?" Suddenly, a pair of round eyes looked back and forth at the new dresses in the store: "And that one, that one is also good."

Jiang Liwen looked at the gracefully designed long skirt, and raised her eyebrows in doubt: "Of course, when did you like this style?"

"I didn't wear it." When Su Ranran said this, he laughed, and Jiang Liwen who laughed felt a little uncomfortable: "Who is it for?"

Suddenly, he leaned over mysteriously, leaned over and whispered a few words in her ear. [

Jiang Liwen's eyes widened suddenly: "Do you want to die? You can think of this!"

"Ah, ah, ah." She blinked her left eye suddenly: "The wedding scene is only interesting in this way."

Jiang Liwen held her forehead, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile. Thinking about it carefully, it was really interesting...

"Wait a minute, I'm calling." Jiang Liwen smiled, took out the vibrating mobile phone from her bag, turned around, and pressed the call button.

The breathing sound on the other side of the phone was a bit rough, and the speaker seemed to have struggled to speak fluently: "Is it Wenwen?"

Jiang Liwen's body froze suddenly, and the hand holding the phone trembled a little. Even through the phone, she would not admit that the voice belonged to that man!

"What's the matter?" She took a deep breath, and when she spoke again, her voice was already very flat.

Su Qigang lowered his tone, as if begging: "Wenwen, can you come and see Dad? Dad has everything now, I don't ask you to forgive me, I just want to see you again before I leave. "

"Go?" Jiang Liwen's voice tightened, "Where are you going?"

Just as Su Qi started to speak, he was still stuttering: "I don't know, I will probably leave the imperial capital and find a small city to spend the rest of my life."

Jiang Liwen heard his strangeness, and Liu Mei frowned even tighter: "What's wrong with you? Why did you talk like this?"

The other end of the phone froze for a while.

As if he didn't expect her to ask this question, Su Qigang was in a daze: "I had a stroke, it's not serious, but my hands will shake and my speech will be intermittent."

When Jiang Liwen heard this sentence, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She remembered that when she was very young, this man loved her very much. He would squat on her bed every day when he came back from work, no matter how busy or tired he was. He touched her head to see if she was asleep.

Now, however, she has grown up and is no longer the little girl who sleeps with a doll in her arms.

And he was old too, old enough to have a stroke.

She hates him.

She hated his affection and his righteousness.

She once wanted to destroy Su's family crazily, and wanted him to taste what it means to be all hopeless! [

Now, the Su family really broke up.

This man finally reaped the consequences of his own misfortune and betrayed his relatives.

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However, her heart was not happy, as if it was blocked by something, and it was stuffy and painful.

From the other end of the phone came a soft sigh like an old man: "Wenwen, can you fulfill my wish?"

"Where are you?" Jiang Liwen closed her eyes and finally decided to go there.

Su Qigang invited her to the hotel where she was currently staying, and prepared a table of wine and food, which meant a farewell farewell.

Jiang Liwen was brought in by the hotel waiter, and when she saw Su Qigang's appearance again, her heart twitched violently.

The man who always likes to hold her high above his head is really old.

Not only did his hair turn white, but his mouth was also slightly crooked due to the stroke.

On his body, he can no longer see the high-spirited handsomeness of the past, only his trembling hands are left.

Even when he was picking up food for himself, his hands were shaking.

Jiang Liwen has never been hard-hearted enough, this is what she dislikes the most, she turned her head and arranged the dishes so that he could add vegetables to them.

Su Qi just noticed her movements, and the smile he had been holding on seemed a little stiff, and the delicacies of mountains and seas lost their original taste in his mouth.

He looked down at the hands of the watch, as if he was counting the time, but also as if he was struggling.

He still doesn't know what Bairan's plan is.

He didn't even know that Bairan was in the dining area of ​​this hotel now.

Sitting opposite her was Ling Bang, who hadn't shown his face in front of the media for so many days, he was still lazy and reckless, he was playing with a lighter in his hand, and knocked it on the table one after another, the corner of his mouth Slightly raised, with a slight evil spirit, a black T-shirt with light-colored jeans, and a silver cross around his neck. His clothes look cool, and the workmanship is even more exquisite. The color matching is very handsome, and it is easy to fall in love with him Can attract the eyes of all around.

"Sister Bairan is looking for me, what's the matter?" He asked casually, leaned back, and casually leaned against the carved wooden chair.

Bairan smiled, pretending to be lonely and stirring the coffee in his hand: "Do you know that Ah Li is going to marry Miss Jiang?"

Her voice is very soft, softly resounding in the blues European and American piano music, it is easy for people to mistakenly think that they have heard it wrong.

Ling Bang's back shook violently, and the movements of his hands froze involuntarily.

She is getting married...[

Has the day finally come?

There seemed to be a bitter lozenge in his throat, and the astringent Ling Si felt that even his chest hurt.

Ever since I couldn't help kissing her that day, I wanted to avoid her intentionally.

What he was afraid of was that the two of them would not even be able to be friends.

Obviously know, it is impossible.

He still sank.

Before, when he was a rookie writer, he saw such a sentence.

Have you ever liked someone so much that you would rather she or he didn't know your thoughts.

Unruly, he disdains such arguments.

Now he knows.

The person who wrote this sentence must be very afraid of losing.

Lose existing relationships.

I was afraid that that person would be treated like a stranger, and he would not even be treated like a stranger, so I chose to alienate him.

Ling Bang swallowed the coffee in his mouth with difficulty, and smiled calmly: "Really? That's good."

"A Si. You don't have to pretend to be strong in front of me." Bairan said in a gentle tone, "Others don't know you, but I do know a little about you. I have never seen you bring any woman back to the Lin family, let alone Who have you been so patient with before. Miss Jiang is the first, isn't she?"

Ling Bang laughed, bangs blocked his long and narrow eyes: "So what?"

"You don't want to snatch her back?" Bai Ran asked tentatively, preparing to draw Ling Si in step by step.

Unexpectedly, Ling Bang narrowed his pupils slightly, and a trace of sharpness flashed through, with a strong sense of oppression: "Sister Bairan asked what this sentence means, do you want to snatch my cousin?"

"No, I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable." Bairan lowered his head, took a sip of coffee, and his eyes were heavy and heavy: "You know, my wish since I was a child is to marry Ah Li."

Ling Bang smiled, took out a cigarette, tilted his head to light it, and smoked slowly, the smoke slowly dispersed, only to hear him say in a deep voice: "I have always been in love, but it's so shallow."

Always affectionate.

But what a shallow...

So, Wenwen, let's do it.

At least this way, I won't be disgusted by you.

Ling Bang reached out and brushed off the cigarette butt, his eyes were separated by the smoke, watching the traffic going back and forth outside, with a dissolute smile still on the corner of his mouth.

He was used to it.

Cover everything with a mask of cynicism.

Bai Ran clasped her hands under the table. She knew that Ling Si was not a playful young man like the rumors said, but she never thought that he would be so difficult to deal with.

but……

Bai Ran looked at the coffee cup Ling Bang was holding up, and a triumphant smile flashed across his eyes.

Fortunately, she did second-hand preparations.

Ling Si, don't thank sister too much.

Since you don't have the courage to fight for it.

Sister Bairan will lend you some courage, and I wish you the best of luck...

"I'm going to the bathroom." Bai Ran said with red eyes, and pretended to wipe the corners of her eyes, looking disheartened and downcast.

Ling Bang nodded, and took another sip of coffee, but he didn't notice the sinister smile that Bairan had when he turned around.

Bairan went to the bathroom not to wipe her tears, nor was it convenient. She went in for only one purpose, and that was to send a text message to Su Qigang according to the previous plan.

The message is only a few words: "How is it with you?"

drop by drop...

The phone rang soon, and the text message replied with one word, which meant it was ready.

Bairan smiled, and swipe across the screen with his red-dyed fingertips: "We'll go up in 3 minutes."

After sending the text message, she threw the phone into the purse, with one side of her mouth raised, giving people a very bad feeling.

When she walked back to the dining area, Ling Bang had already finished the cappuccino in the cup, not only that, he also wanted a large cup of iced tea, which he kept pouring into his mouth.

Ling Bang didn't know why, but suddenly felt a little hot.

He was wondering if it was because the weather had been cool recently, so the temperature of the hotel's air conditioner had also been adjusted appropriately, so he felt hot.

He raised his head and took another sip of iced tea.

Bairan looked at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "By the way, I have already booked the room for you. Since you don't want to go back to the Lin family for the time being, you can stay in the hotel first."

"It's not that I don't want to go back, it's that grandpa always forces me to go on blind dates." Ling Si pulled off his t-shirt, his black hair was slightly messed up, showing a hint of wildness: "What's the number of the room..."