Unprepared for attacking wife

Chapter 82
Lian Qinghe sat across from her with his chin in his hands, watched her arrange everything, and then handed the bowls and chopsticks in front of her.

Although it is a home-cooked dish, she has put a lot of thought into it, and the colors of meat and vegetables are well matched, making people appetite after seeing it.He took the chopsticks without even saying thank you, just picked them up and ate them.

Kapok watched, his eyes following his chopsticks, and asked with concern, "Is it delicious?"

He raised his eyes, "You want to eat too?"

Kapok: "..."

She simply stopped talking and waited quietly for him to finish eating before packing up and leaving.

Lian Qinghe ate slowly, and had to answer a few phone calls from time to time. Mu Mian sat in a chair, warmed by the sun, squinted his eyes and yawned a few times.

Gradually, when it was time to go to work, everyone came back one after another, and the office area became lively again.

Xiao Qin knocked on the door and came in. Seeing that the general manager was packing up the lunch boxes covering the table, he was stunned for a moment, then walked in, "General manager..."

Lian Qinghe raised his head, frowned and stared at him, Xiao Qin noticed that Mu Mian had fallen asleep leaning on the chair, and immediately lowered his voice knowingly: "Call from the Conservatory of Music to confirm, is it okay at three o'clock in the afternoon?" ?”

Lian Qinghe looked at the time and nodded.

Xiao Qin was about to go out, but he stopped him again.

Lian Qinghe put the lunch box into the picnic basket, picked it up and handed it to him, "Take it and wash it."

He had never been assigned such a job before, and Xiao Qin was stunned.

Lian Qinghe frowned, "Didn't you hear that?"

"Oh... oh! I heard it!" Xiao Qin quickly put the things in his arms under his arm, took them with both hands, and obediently went to the tea room to wash the dishes.

People came in and out of the tea room from time to time, and they were a little curious when they saw him, "Assistant Qin, what are you doing here?"

Xiao Qin didn't even raise his head, feeling ashamed, said in a muffled voice, "I didn't see it, wash the dishes!"

"Hey, why did the big special assistant do this job? Isn't this overkill!"

"Go, go! Get back to work! Don't get in the way here!"

The other party suppressed a smile and went out. Not long after, someone came here admiringly to watch Assistant Qin's struggle with a pile of dishes and lunch boxes.

In the general manager's office, all the phones were turned to silent. Lian Qinghe lowered his head and was writing something on a paper. From time to time, he raised his head to look at the computer screen, and by the way glanced at the woman shrouded in sunlight.

It is still the same office, the same sunny afternoon, the same heavy and busy work, but today is different.

Maybe it's because the hour hand slowed down, and time stopped; or, the cloud outside the window didn't arrive as expected; otherwise, the direction of habitual gaze deviated, so when the mood changed, the mood also changed...

In short, today is different.

The door was gently pushed open, and Xiao Qin brought in the basket in a regular manner, put a note in front of him, and then left.

Lian Qinghe glanced down - "The students from the Conservatory of Music are here, and they are in the meeting room now."

He looked up at the woman who was sleeping comfortably and soundly, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help curling up. He got up, picked up his suit jacket, and gently covered her body.His eyes swept over her skin that was almost transparent under the sun, his eyes gradually darkened, he leaned forward, but stopped when he was only a few centimeters away from her.

Pursing his lips tightly, he retreated decisively, turned around and left the office.

A faint breath of mint penetrated into her nostrils bit by bit, like a stream of clear spring, and began to stretch and spread in her lazy body.

Mu Mian opened her eyes, facing the glare of the sun, she narrowed her eyes and raised her hand to block the light.

Something slipped off her body, she looked down and saw a dark suit jacket.

Mu Mian froze, suddenly realized something, quickly checked the time, and couldn't believe that he had slept in Lian Qinghe's office for so long!
She got up annoyed, and put the basket on the tea table, but she couldn't see anyone else.

Kapok wanted to leave, but out of politeness, he had to say hello first.So, go out and find someone without hesitation.

She is not familiar with this place, so she can only walk around and try her luck.

Most of the staff passing by knew her, and they couldn't help but look back when they passed by.Behind them, they all said that this woman must have saved the galaxy in her previous life, otherwise how could she be pampered by a man like the general manager.He even condescended to support a second- and third-rate magazine.

The casually moving footsteps suddenly stopped.

Standing outside the door of the meeting room, Kapok seemed to be under a spell, listening to the familiar melody floating from inside, she couldn't move.

Low, melodious, lingering, lonely... All emotions have become its bow and string, and it is drawn and knocked.

Kapok slowly leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and the fingers of the hand resting beside her couldn't help keeping up with the rhythm... the expression was so absorbed that she didn't even realize that someone had walked to the door.

Her eyebrows were widened, her lips were raised, and her whole face became lively and lively.

In the conference room, just as the sound of the piano was about to stop, the person standing at the door suddenly raised his hand to signal to continue.

The girl who was playing the cello was stunned for a moment, and then, under the eager eyes of the teacher, she performed the repertoire from the beginning.

Lian Qinghe leaned against the door, and when he turned his head sideways, he could see the person standing outside with a smile on his lips. At that moment, he just looked at it like this. In the elegant melody of the cello, one soul was freed and the other was bound.

Finally, the song is over.

Mu Mian opened her eyes and was in a daze, as if she hadn't woken up from the wonderful dream just now.After a long time, the smile on his face disappeared little by little, replaced by more and more heavy loss, like a meteor falling, after a moment of brilliance, he was thrown into the dark underground world.

She lowered her head, her steps were heavy, her body was tired, and she walked towards his office.

"President Lian?"

After Xiao Qin called out softly, Lian Qinghe slowly turned his head, glanced at the students across the way, and locked his gaze on the girl who was playing the cello just now, then turned and walked out, saying in a flat voice, "That's her."

"Okay." Xiao Qin understood, and communicated with the instructor who led the team.

When Lian Qinghe walked out of the conference room, he could hear the girl's cheers from inside, and his eyes subconsciously searched for the figure just now.

Just as Mu Mian walked into his office, Lian Qinghe followed.She looked back at him, a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry just now, I seem to have fallen asleep..."

As he walked, he said, "It doesn't matter in front of me. If you are a stranger next time, then it will never be allowed." His tone was very casual, as if he was explaining something unimportant, and even the order was ambiguous. Even if you want to refute your understanding, it will appear unreasonable and unreasonable.

Mu Mian lowered her head, sighed, and whispered, "I don't often do this." In front of him, she often looks like a student who has done something wrong and is being lectured by the dean of students, which feels terrible.

"First time?" He returned to his desk and asked casually.

Kapok didn't answer, her distressed expression said it all.

He stopped talking.

"Don't disturb your work, I'll go back first." Mu Mian picked up the basket, nodded slightly at him, and just about to leave, Lian Qinghe said slowly: "There is an environmental protection public service advertisement, and a student from the Conservatory of Music will be selected for the scene. You guys Let the magazine create momentum."

Mu Mian stood still, remembering the sound of the piano just now, and immediately understood it.

"The cello?" she asked.

"En." Lian Qinghe looked at her, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of pale light, and he looked at her through the light.

Kapok nodded lightly: "Very good."

"What's good?" He raised his eyebrows and asked calmly, "Is it a good idea, or...the cello you chose?"

Mu Mian was stunned, and after he asked this question, she realized that the only thing in her mind was the cello.

Suddenly feeling a little panic, she hastily opened the door, "I... I'm leaving first, I'll go back and write the plan immediately for the publicity."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Until the door closed, the man sitting at the desk was still staring there.Rubbing her chin with one hand, narrowing her eyes, her lips moved slightly, as if to say: "It seems that I still like it..."

Mu Mian walked quickly with her head down, she just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, for fear of hearing anything about the cello again.

In the elevator room, three or five young people were chatting and laughing. She stood in the corner and squeezed the space between her eyebrows.At this time, there was a voice of surprise: "Ah, I didn't expect to meet here again!"

Kapok looked up, and one of the girls was carrying a cello, and the white case just matched her pure and tall appearance.

"Nie Yong'er?" Mu Mian was also surprised, she just saw her last night, but she didn't expect to run into her again today.

It was only when Kapok saw her piano that she realized, "Did you play the Haydn key of C major just now?"

Nie Yong'er's eyes lit up, "Did you hear that?" She felt that Kapok was an expert, at least a classical music fan, and she got closer to him for a while.

"Well, it's great." Kapok said sincerely.

"Thank you!" Nie Yonger asked shyly as if thinking of something, "May I know your name? It's fate to meet you so many times."

Kapok nodded and said generously, "Shang Kapok."

When she first heard the name, something flashed through Nie Yong'er's mind, but she couldn't remember it, she just felt that the name was not very unfamiliar.

At this time, the elevator came, and several people walked in. Nie Yong's classmates were still talking about the performance just now.

"Wow, I'm so nervous! I didn't expect that the general manager would interview in person!"

"Yes, yes! I'm so nervous that my heart is about to jump out! I haven't been so nervous during the competition!"

When Nie Yong'er heard it, she smiled and said, "You must be embarrassed because you saw how handsome he is!"

"That's right! He's really handsome! He's cool, and he's dressed simply but looks super classy! By the way, have you noticed the watch on his wrist? That's my favorite Vacheron Constantin. Unexpectedly, he has the same vision as me!"

"Haha, the difference is that people can afford it, and you can only drool over magazines."

"Hey! That's right!"

Mu Mian was still standing in the corner, listening to them talking about her nominal fiancé since they came in, from his clothing to every detail, etc., she had never paid attention to.

She was a little curious about how these little girls did it. In a short period of time, it was as if they had copied him from head to toe, and they didn't miss any details of him.

But what she can remember is only his eyes that see through her all the time...

(End of this chapter)