The rich and powerful: the first lady of Mo Shao

Chapter 110 Celebrating Our Reconciliation
Zhao Xiaomin put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs in Leng Yan's bowl, "It is said that the chef here is the heir of the royal chef of the palace. Although they are all home-cooked dishes, the taste is very unique."

"Xiao Min—" Leng Yan looked at her blankly, biting the skin of his mouth lightly with his teeth.

She didn't understand that when such a thing happened, Zhao Xiaomin was able to greet her to eat and drink as if nothing had happened, which gave her an illusion, as if she was the one who was wrong.

Seeing that Leng Yan seemed to be resisting her "enthusiasm", Zhao Xiaomin realized for a moment that her performance was too much, the smile between her brows and eyes froze on both cheeks, and then turned into an apologetic expression, "Leng Yan, I just hope that we I can go back to the happy state before, without worrying about your mood, I'm sorry, I know, the current me still makes you unacceptable for a while, even if I say sorry a thousand times, ten thousand times, it's not enough to make you let go Knot……"

Her dark and bright eyes are now as dim as energy-saving lamps with insufficient power supply, and there are still some tired red bloodshot eyes. At this moment, she looks at Leng Yan innocently like a child——she sees herself in Zhao Xiaomin's eyes I was taken aback by my indifference.

Is she too cruel?

"Xiao Min—" the second time she was called at the dining table, she said coldly with a relieved smile—she persuaded herself to forgive the lovely and pitiful girl in front of her.

Zhao Xiaomin acted excited and grabbed Leng Yan's hand on the dining table, "Leng Yan, will you forgive me?"

Zhao Xiaomin's hands had very long nails. When she grabbed Leng Yan, the long nails pinched into the back of Leng Yan's hand. Leng Yan nodded lightly, and his tone became more relaxed, "Xiao Min, you are going to murder me! They were all pinched red by you."

"I'm so excited!" Zhao Xiaomin hurriedly let go of Leng Yan's hand.

Leng Yan looked at Zhao Xiaomin with a naive and ignorant smile, and thought, this is Xiao Min, the innocent girl she has known since the beginning, such a girl, she has no reason not to forgive her.

At the dining table, Zhao Xiaomin revealed that the reason why she was obsessed with drugging her was because her pharmaceutical factory was losing money. She begged Qin Xiaonuo, and the condition was that she was designed to harm her that night——she was telling the truth, so she told the truth. It was very moving, especially the mention of her parents, which aroused the sadness of Leng Yan, and made Leng Yan agree with her emotionally.

"Xiao Min, I have always regarded you as a good friend, so from the standpoint of a good friend, I hope you will have less contact with Qin Xiaonuo in the future, I don't want to see you being controlled by her and losing yourself in the struggle " Leng Yan looked at her sincerely, Zhao Xiaomin lost his mind for a moment, she saw that she was shining evilly in Leng Yan's black pupils, and her shame made her purse her lips harder, her left hand quietly He grabbed the tablecloth tightly and wiped the sweat from his palms.

"Xiao Min, is it true? The Qin family is willing to help, Xiao Min, you are really a great hero of our family..."

"...I can wait to check your results!"

The words of her mother and Qin Xiaonuo made Zhao Xiaomin calm down, she nodded obediently, "Leng Yan, thank you for your advice, I will keep it in mind, I am lucky to have you as a good friend."

At the same time, she felt a little regretful - she couldn't be Leng Yan's luck, but instead became her misfortune.

The two of them finished their meal and were about to leave the private restaurant. Zhao Xiaomin pushed a long flannel red box from his bag to Leng Yan, "Leng Yan, a gift for you."

"Why did you suddenly think of giving me a gift?" It was neither a holiday nor her birthday, and she looked at Zhao Xiaomin in bewilderment.

"Congratulations to our reconciliation as before, and a long life of friendship!" Zhao Xiaomin said this as if it was a matter of course.

Leng Yan picked it up from the table and opened it to see a chain of silver and white letters, "It must cost a lot of money!" The chain was shining brightly, and the condition was good, which made Leng Yan a little afraid to accept it.

"This is from a flea market. It costs tens of yuan each, and there is a price tag on the back!" Zhao Xiaomin was afraid that the cold words would be too expensive and would not accept it, so she bought a high-quality imitation assembleable necklace. The letters were hollowed out. Embedded one by one.

Leng Yan looked at the label on the side of the box: 49RMB.

Really cheap!
"Thank you!" Leng Yan was about to close the box when Zhao Xiaomin came over, "I'll put it on for you."

Standing behind Leng Yan, she wrapped the two ends of the chain around Leng Yan's neck. Her hands trembled a little, and it took her a long time to close the joint. The moment she pulled her hands away from the necklace, she was destined to be unable to turn back. .

"Does it look good?" Even though it was a high-quality imitation necklace, Leng Yan showed joy that she valued it very much—Ai Wu and Wu, because she valued the friendship between them, she also had feelings for this necklace.

"It's beautiful." Zhao Xiaomin's words were sincere - she was really beautiful, like an angel who fell into the mortal world, which made him look like a devil, and wanted to drag her into eternal doom.

When the two returned to the company, they met Wang Yun coming out of the office and teased them, "The two of you are as good as honey, and they get along right."

This sentence made Leng Yan a little embarrassed, and Zhao Xiaomin's heart became more empty, and he stepped back with Leng Yan's arm, and the smile he squeezed out was very bleak.

Wang Yun seemed to think of something, and changed the subject, "Xiao Min, you will be transferred to the second floor next week, and I will bring you the relevant contract at that time."

Zhao Xiaomin was overjoyed when he heard the call department, "Thank you, Brother Yun."

But then thinking of leaving the Enterprise Propaganda Department and losing the chance to meet Lin Yeliang, I felt a little empty and melancholy.

Wang Yun then turned his attention to Leng Yan, "There are still two weeks until the pre-selection for the Youth Song Competition, and your approval rate on the Internet is quite high, so don't let everyone down. Work harder."

"Brother Yun, I will work hard and strive to win glory for Transsion." Speaking of the competition, Leng Yan's nerves began to tense. Although it was not the first competition, it was indeed the first time for her to participate as a Transsion singer. The pressure in the heart of the game is naturally much greater than that of the students.

The two went upstairs, and Zhao Xiaomin was just walking towards the steps on the third floor, when she stood in the corner of the second floor and stopped her coldly, "Xiao Min—congratulations! We will be able to work on the same floor next week , so we have to cheer together, don't be discouraged!" Leng Yan said, and made a gesture of clenching his fists and cheering.

"I will." Zhao Xiaomin's smiling face turned into a look of horror when he turned his back to her and walked up - the more Leng Yan smiled at her, the more panicked she became.

Leng Yan went back to the dance room on the second floor, but Lisa hadn't come back yet. Several students were dozing off on the rest platform, while the big black frame was holding a song score, and their lips were moving up and down-this seriousness, like a student who just entered the classroom obedient students.

(End of this chapter)