After the agreed divorce, I became a sister-in-law

Chapter 19 The interview failed, the two had a dispute (2)

Yun Qing wanted to tighten his neckline again, but he pressed down on the back of her head again.In the contest between the two, he directly took the initiative.

The close distance made her smell the faint scent of wood stained on his body.And because he was wearing a white woolen sweater today, which made his already white complexion even whiter, lingering in a separate corner of coolness, like a cool stream flowing quietly in the mountains and forests.

Qi Yan stared at her, as if a hunter was teasing a deer that was wandering through the forest. It was obviously fragile and vulnerable, but it was as stubborn and arrogant as a queen.

He held her slender wrist easily with his broad palm, and slowly exerted force: "Unwilling? Displeased? Want to hit me?"

The pain on her wrist went from shallow to deep, and her brows slowly knit together.Gradually, the force in her hands dissipated little by little, as if the flesh had been separated from the bones, and she loosened his collar weakly.

Her frosty eyes stared straight at him, feeling that his bright dark eyes were like a deep well with curling mist, biting off her anger bit by bit, eroding her cold and hard emotions.

Yun Qing pulled her hands angrily, trying to break free from his grasp.But Qi Yan continued to hold her hands, pulled back the hand covering the back of her head and tugged at the woolen sweater, her cold brows released a deceptive tenderness: "Trust me, I will help you take the s'tl opportunity." return."

For some reason, half of the anger in Yun Qing's heart suddenly vented, describing the determination in his eyes, she felt that the three words "believe me" had a different convincing force when he uttered them from his mouth.

But she was still arrogant, half bent over, trying to cooperate with the strength of his palms so as not to hurt herself so much: "Isn't this what it should be?"

"should?"

"If you hadn't promised Luo Heng that as long as Li Ya was the finale, the Qi family would promote them for free, this opportunity would have been mine."

Qi Yan lightened his strength and at the same time pushed her far away.He got up and got off the workbench, grabbed the plane sideways, and tore off the wood chips stuck inside: "I have an appointment with Luo Heng tonight, you go with me."

His words were interrupted by the ringing of the phone next to him.He reached out to take it, glanced at Yun Qing and was about to go to the office to pick it up.But just as he turned his back, he saw Yun Qing turning away from the front glass door.

He then backed off the phone and grabbed her wrist.Yun Qing wanted to shake it off in disgust, but he grabbed it even harder.

At this time, a voice begging for mercy came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Qi, I beg you to let me go. I will never dare again. All this is Xiang Huaizhi's idea. He told me to call the police and say It was you who MJed me and made me pregnant. Also, he asked me to post the Weibo. Mr. Qi, all of this is Mr. Xiang's idea. "

A gloomy male voice came: "Come here."

In an instant, she heard Li Yun's miserable scream.Then came another man's voice: "Brother Yan, this bitch designed you like this. Don't worry, our brothers will take good care of her for you."

Qi Yan glanced at Yun Qing calmly, beckoned to call the man just now, and signaled him to keep an eye on her.Then, he walked to the side and asked in a deep voice, "Are you messing around?"

I don't know what was said there, but Qi Yan's voice sounded very displeased: "Enough is enough. Now she spits out what I want, let her go."

After a while, he emphasized sharply: "Let her go. How dare you mess with me."

It should have been obeyed.Qi Yan hung up the phone, turned around and walked over, waving for people to go first.He looked at Yun Qing with one hand in his pocket and said, "You go to see Luo Heng with me tonight."

Yun Qing stared at him blankly, her thoughts lost in the stern tone of his words just now, and she was a little dazed.

He raised his hand and waved in front of her eyes: "what are you thinking?"

She slowly came back to her thoughts, looked at him suspiciously for a while, then lowered her eyes, and said displeasedly: "You messed up this matter in the first place, so you should solve it instead of arresting me to accompany them."

Qi Yan smiled: "Do you think I asked you to drink with me?"

"Is not it?"

He unceremoniously sarcastically said: "Is it appropriate that you are not present as the protagonist? Or do you think you are already some kind of international celebrity? Even if you are an international celebrity, they should also need to participate in the banquet, and they will greet you from time to time. ?”

Yun Qing didn't have such an idea.She opened her mouth to explain, but she didn't say a word when she turned around.It seems that some words in his teasing wording cast a suspicion of trying to cover up.

She turned her head to look out the window and asked awkwardly, "What time?"

"Seven o'clock." He had already returned to work while speaking.

Yun Qing stood on the spot, looking at his concentrated appearance, there was no way to connect him with the Qi Yan that everyone knew.

His bony fingers drew slender lines on the wood according to the blueprint, outlining the rough outline of the figure.He immerses himself in the world of craft as if everything around him doesn't exist.Everyday cynical gestures are like sawdust piled up in the corner, buried under the shadow of light.

She turned her gaze from the workshop to the reception area outside.There are no finished products on display in the room, except for the odd-shaped table and chairs that are full of artistic beauty, and the set of rough pottery tea utensils that highlight the elegance of the ancients.

The studio is simply decorated, with few decorations in the house.Behind the spacious workshop is a larger warehouse, in which various types of wood are placed according to their prices.

She didn't see any modern equipment in the entire operation room. The most primitive tools were placed on the table not far from the workbench, and the handles of each piece were polished to a glossy finish.

Qi Yan noticed that she was standing there motionless, and looked up: "Go sit outside and wait. There is a lot of sawdust in here, and they will have to saw wood later."

Yun Qing moved his steps and walked along the workbench, touching it with his fingers and stained with sawdust: "When did you learn how to do carpentry?"

The chisel in Qi Yan's left hand blunted, and the hammer in his right hand almost hit his hand.But his daze was covered up cleverly by himself, and he replied: "We only meet a few times a year, how can you know what I will do."

Yun Qing picked up the drawing again and looked at it: "You don't look like a novice, but more like a master with many years of experience. But, I haven't heard anyone say that you can do carpentry before."

"Then what do you hear about me?"

"Merry nature, countless women."

Qi Yan raised his head and smiled like the first warm sun in the morning: "Then you will marry me?"

Yun Qing put down the drawing and patted the sawdust on her hands: "Who made Qi Suihe your mother."

"You really don't hide your reality and shrewdness at all."

"You also don't shy away from your shamelessness and filthiness."

"Then we are with each other."

"Each each other."

(End of this chapter)