deliberate kiss

Chapter 92
The shape of the ring is beautiful, and it seems that the workmanship is also very delicate, and the price is expensive at first glance.

Hearing Qin He's gentle smile, Meng Tingxu said, "I saw it at the auction, and the first time I saw it, I knew it would suit my Xuxu."

Meng Tingxu only felt sleepy.

She closed her eyes, then suddenly thought of something, opened them again, and looked at Qin He suspiciously: "Don't we have a wedding ring?"

"You threw it away." Qin He paused, and said, "I've been wanting to find another one for Xuxu. This one is beautiful, and I'm very satisfied."

Meng Tingxu wanted to ask Qin He why he threw away the wedding ring.

But Qin He seemed to know her intentions, and before he could ask, he kissed her forehead.

Qin He's voice was hoarse and low: "Xu Xu, you don't need to know, the past is not important."

His warm and elegant eyebrows and eyes were touching, and he smiled at Shang Meng Tingxu's restless and sleepy eyes: "Go to sleep, it's already late."

The night is like water, pervasively eroding every crevice of people's hearts.

Beicheng also ushered in heavy rain.

Qin He hugged Meng Tingxu in his arms very tightly. During the period, when the little girl was woken up by him, sleepy and annoyed, when she slapped him on the face, he didn't hide, her warm eyes quietly look at her.

The pain on his face was innocuous, and even made him somewhat satisfied.

Good thing she's still here.

Qin Shiyu's call came at dawn, Qin He took the phone to the balcony, and just after connecting, he heard Qin Shiyu say: "Shen Tangye is back and wants to see his daughter."

Qin He frowned, did not speak, his lips were pursed until they turned white.

"Hello?" Qin Shiyu's tone was always gentle on the surface, but alienated in nature, and he was no exception to his own son.

He said in a deep voice, "are you listening to me?"

Qin He said he was listening.

While warming milk for Xin Tian, ​​Qin Shiyu said slowly, "You can take care of yourself. If the trouble is really bad, I won't help you either."

Qin He was silent, and said, "I know, when will uncle come?"

"the day after tomorrow."

After Qin Shiyu finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Qin He walked back again, walking more and more slowly.

His fluff.
It's just him alone.

No one can take her away from him.

With this thought in his bones, paranoia began to grow wildly, with the ruthlessness to destroy everything
Cheng Weiyue didn't wake up until noon the next day.

When she heard someone knocking on the door, she took it for granted that it was Zhou Jingwei, and rubbed her eyes in a daze to open it, but when she opened the door, there was no one there.

She looked around suspiciously, lowered her head inadvertently, and saw a bunch of clean stars on the ground.

The flower color is brilliant, very clean and pure blue.

Her hands were bandaged and it was inconvenient to move, so she could only walk back holding the flowers in her arms.

This action was very difficult, and the card in the flower fell to the ground, revealing the side where the writing was written.

The pen is majestic and fierce, and a line of words is written in a flying style: "I wish you a speedy recovery."

The font is familiar to Cheng Weiyue.

It is Zhao Hanshen's word.

Cheng Weiyue squatted down to read it, and casually put the flowers in her arms on the ground.

how to say?

She didn't want the person who was thrown away or the flower that was thrown away.

Since some things are chosen to be put in the past, then there should be no involvement in the slightest.

The door was closed again, leaving nothing but loneliness.

The person who looked like an assistant standing in the dark looked at the scene in front of him, scratched his head for a while, and then called Ye Cheng.

"Secretary Ye, you asked me to put the baby's breath at the door of that Miss Cheng, but she refused to take it and threw the flowers outside."

Jingxing Group's morning meeting just ended, Ye Cheng listened to the voice on the phone, one head and two loud.

He sighed, and said in a helplessly low voice, "Why don't you accept it?"

Zhao Hanchen was already very tired, but when he heard this sentence, he reacted violently as if he had been stung.

With a cold voice, he said word by word: "Since you don't want it, then throw it away! Do you still need me to teach you how to do it?"

Hearing Zhao Hanshen's words, Ye Cheng shuddered, and hurriedly urged: "Didn't you hear Mr. Zhao's words? Throw away that bouquet of flowers!"

God knows how hard it was to find such a bouquet of flowers in Xuancheng, where the rain was like a waterfall, last night.

But what he got in exchange was such a result, as proud as Zhao Hanshen, how could he stand it?
After hanging up the phone, Ye Cheng looked at Zhao Hanshen tremblingly, and said, "Mr. Zhao, look, are you still seeing the waiting partner?"

Zhao Han replied silently.

Ye Cheng didn't dare to urge, and waited silently.

The atmosphere in the conference room was very quiet. Originally, there were high-level people who wanted to come back to get things. After touching Zhao Hanchen's frosty temperament, he really didn't want to take anything. He ran faster than a rabbit.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Han suddenly stood up and walked out quickly.

Ye Cheng was taken aback by him, and kept up without saying a word, still asking: "Mr. Zhao, are you going to go out now?"

In fact, what Ye Cheng wants to ask is, do you plan to return to Xuan City?

After all, with such a big temperament, you don't have to think about it to know why.

But Zhao Hanchen walked towards the office.

Seeing him slashing open the door, Ye Cheng didn't dare to follow rashly, and stood silently at the door of the office.

As a qualified secretary, Ye Cheng knew what he should do and when.

And Zhao Hanshen went to the safe in the corner and entered his fingerprint.

Ye Cheng had always been curious about what was in the safe in Zhao Hanchen's office.

Although he knew that it would not be an ordinary rare treasure, but when he saw Zhao Hanchen take out a pile of messy things from the safe, he still couldn't help being stunned.

what is this?
These gadgets were put in a pink cardboard box, and Zhao Hanchen threw them on the ground one by one.

First there are puppets, then gloves and scarves, and finally a bunch of origami stars.

He threw all these things away, and when it was his turn to have the piggy bank in his hand, he had already raised his hand, but it seemed that the slow motion had been frozen, hanging so high, and never put it down.

His eyes were full of blood, extremely intense.

Ye Cheng heard him sneer, the laughter was terrifying.

After a long time, he slowly put his hand down. After all, the piggy bank in his hand was not willing to throw it away, and it was safely placed on the table.

Obviously, I don't want to.

Throwing is not broken.

Ye Cheng saw the door clearly.

The veins on Zhao Hanshen's forehead didn't seem to calm down. He stared at the remaining glasses and crystal wind chimes in the box.

Ah.
Why is he reluctant to throw away such a cheap thing?

Cheng Weiyue can be so disrespectful to him, why should he take care of everything about her?
Why?

Zhao Han was stunned, and his eyes were confused for a moment.

Yes, why?
It's because of him that he's tempted, isn't it?
(End of this chapter)