After wearing the book, the big guys are vying to help me raise my cubs

Chapter 320 So Is There a Sense of Crisis?
"Okay, you are delicate, I pamper you." Leng Qinghan carefully helped her put on her shoes, touched her slender legs, and frowned slightly, "Legs are very cold, don't wear skirts in this weather."

Zheng Xiaoyu snorted arrogantly: "I want you to take care of it."

Leng Qinghan stood up and patted her on the head, "I don't care who cares about you?"

"Anyway, someone is in charge." She muttered at the beginning.

Leng Qinghan leaned over and wrapped her in his arms, keeping his eyes on her, "Who is it? Tell me, I'll make him disappear."

Zheng Xiaoyu finally couldn't help laughing, "It's my uncle, do you dare?"

Leng Qinghan bowed his head in frustration, and sighed sadly: "I dare not, after all, he is your relative, and he controls the major events of your life."

There was a knock on the door, Leng Qinghan stood up straight and responded, Xiao Han brought up the dessert she had bought and walked in, put it down and backed out, not forgetting to close the door.

Leng Qinghan untied the bag, took out the dessert inside, put it on a fork, and handed it to Zheng Xiaoyu, "Eat it, it's my apology to you."

"Apologize?" Zheng Xiaoyu didn't answer, raised his eyebrows lightly, showing a bit of mischief, "Apologize only when you do something wrong, what did you do wrong? Did something you shouldn't do with your childhood sweetheart ? Or are you with another woman behind my back?"

She stared sharply, stepped forward slightly, her breath sprayed on his skin, warm and ambiguous.

Leng Qinghan stared into hers with lowered eyes, "I made an apology because I made you angry. Xiao Han said that no matter what happens, men are wrong."

Zheng Xiaoyu pursed her lips and reached out to take it, "This explanation is quite satisfactory."

But she just took a bite and put it down.

"Isn't it delicious?" He remembered that she liked the desserts here.

Zheng Xiaoyu shook his head: "I'm going to shoot a magazine later, so I can't eat too much."

Desserts are high in calories.

"You don't even weigh ninety catties now, do you? You don't need to maintain your figure." Leng Qinghan felt sorry for her being so thin now.

She has a lot of work in the crew, but she eats less than cat food every day. Although he understands that female stars need to keep in shape, he doesn't want her to go hungry.

"Ninety pounds? Today's female artist is over eighty, is it considered fat?" Zheng Xiaoyu had an expression of 'your knowledge is shallow'.

"You're not fat." Leng Qinghan looked at her and said seriously: "It's better to be fatter."

In fact, it’s just a few words to coax a woman. If you say it right, a woman will be very happy in her heart. Zheng Xiaoyu is the same. She smiled and took his arm, leaning her head on his shoulder, "Okay , I also know that I am not fat, am I prettier than your childhood sweetheart?"

Leng Qinghan narrowed her eyes, feeling very helpless, "Why do you keep saying that she is my childhood sweetheart?"

"Isn't it?" Zheng Xiaoyu looked up at him, "That's what everyone said, you are typical golden boys and girls in the upper class."

Leng Qinghan tapped the tip of her nose, "It's all a legend, she and I are not that close, we just know each other."

so what?
In the original novel, you are not married to someone.

"Then why are you picking her up?"

"The old man asked for it. He is sick now, and I can't refute it. Didn't you say that, anyway, he is also my father."

"Haha, how did you hear that? Your old man sued me."

Leng Qinghan tapped her forehead, "I said it several times, remember it."

"It was originally." Thinking of something, he suddenly asked: "Then why did she come to work in Leng's Group?"

"It was also arranged by the old man." Leng Qinghan held her hand without concealing it.

Zheng Xiaoyu suddenly understood, "No wonder he said the other day that you will understand that I am nothing when you meet a better woman. It turns out that I have already chosen your marriage partner and approached you in the name of work. What a shame. So scheming!"

Leng Qinghan bent her lips: "So, do you feel a sense of crisis?"

(End of this chapter)