Baby mommy wants to divorce

Qin Qian sat in his chair for a long time until the door of the elevator opened. They came out from the inside hand in hand. They didn't sweep their sight to her side, so they left her sight.

She watched it for a long time. It seemed that many years ago, every time after school, she would wait for him to go back together, but he only walked with Qin Xue, and she could only follow behind them silently and look at their backs.

Staring at her for a long time, she took back her sight, lowered her head, laughed at herself, picked up her bag and was ready to leave.

"Miss Qin, I'll take you back."

Qin Qian gave him a faint look, "no need." He was about to leave, but when he thought of something, he stopped and looked back at him, "what does he want?"

Lin Hai was a little embarrassed and sighed, "I guess Mr. Lu should want miss Qin."

Qin Qian sneered, "does he want me? He disdained to take my shoes I had abandoned before. Can he afford them in five years? "

Lin Hai looked at her leaving back and whispered for a long time: "there's really nothing that Mr. Lu can't afford, as long as he wants to."

He just doesn't understand. What he can't afford is sincerity.

One that has long been buried by years.

In the evening, Yucheng began to rain, pattering, and the air was shrouded in layers of mist.

Qin Qian stood up and walked to the door. The world in front of him seemed to be blocked in the rain like a bead net. At a glance, there were streets, prosperous commercial buildings and pedestrians who hurried off work to take shelter from the rain.

There were several bursts of dull thunder in the sky, and the rain seemed to be urged. In the twinkling of an eye, Qin Qian hooked his lips, and then walked into the rain and fog. Suddenly, a fresh and cool feeling permeated his whole body. The raindrops were cold on his body, but somehow there was a damp feeling in the air.

At this time, the number of pedestrians on the roadside has gradually decreased. She took out her mobile phone and made up a message, and then stood waiting in the rain.

But such a picture made her return to the cold rainy night five years ago.

The mood is very different

The people in the office, after putting down their mobile phone, got up and came to the window to look down. The distance was very high and far. Coupled with the heavy rain, they couldn't see clearly, but the haze in his eyes could be clearly reflected on the glass window.

"Pick someone up."

When Lin Hai came out, he saw Qin Qian standing in the rain, soaked and looking very embarrassed, but she was like a newly grown pine and cypress. She opened her umbrella and walked towards her quickly.

"Miss Qin, Mr. Lu asks you to go up."

Qin Qian originally closed his eyes. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. After hearing his voice, he slowly opened his eyes. Lin Hai raised all his umbrellas to his head, and the corners of his lips couldn't help hooking up.

Lin Hai saw the meaning of ridicule, but he didn't understand what she was satirizing. President Lu almost asked him to come down after reading his mobile phone, indicating that he was still very concerned.

But Qin Qian thought of the rainy night five years ago. She didn't know how long she had stood in the rain. Her body was so cold that she didn't feel it. Her legs were numb. She only knew it was very long.

It should be less than three minutes since she sent him a message today, but she felt extremely ironic.

Qin Qian pushed open the door of the office and made a "tick tock" sound all over her body. The sound of raindrops falling, but the office was still air-conditioned. The moment she came in, it was like entering the morgue. Sen Han hit and made her shiver.

Lu tingshen snuffed out the cigarette butts, and a cool feeling flashed across the bottom of his eyes. He picked up the remote control and turned off the air conditioner. He walked in front of her and stared at her. He raised his hand, pinched her jaw, pulled away the wet hair stuck to her cheeks, and revealed the excessively pale face.

The water drops slid along her forehead across her cheeks and landed on his fingers. Her eyebrows were surrounded by the fog. A long Linen Skirt was close to her body at this time, which perfectly showed her exquisite body shape. There was a kind of vulnerability of willow like supporting the wind.

"Threaten me?"

Qin opened his eyes slowly, but his face was full of sarcasm.

"How can I threaten you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Ting narrowed his eyes deeply, looked around her and said in a deep voice, "go inside and clean yourself up."

Qin didn't think about it. He quickly refused his proposal, but went straight to the theme, "no, just tell me how you are willing to let ah Chi go."

Just as his voice fell, his face became more and more ugly. The jaw line seemed to be tightened for a few minutes, and his voice was even colder. "Go away if you don't want to talk, and clean yourself up if you want to talk."

Qin Qian frowned. Yu Guang swept to the door of the lounge and clenched his fists. A worried look flashed through his eyes, but he clearly caught it.

But I only heard him sneer, "I want you, I should make you willing."

Qin Qian's face changed imperceptibly. Facing his irresistible eyes, he finally compromised and walked towards the door.

But when she walked into the bathroom, she made trouble. She was wet all over. She couldn't clean up for a while and a half. At this time, the door was knocked gently, and the female voice outside was tempted.

"Miss Qin, is it convenient to open the door? I'm president Lu's secretary. I'm here to send you clean clothes. "

Qin Qian paused and turned to open the door. A woman in professional clothes smiled and held her clothes in her hands.

"Miss Qin, here are the clothes for you. I'll put them here."

"Thank you."

The Secretary nodded and turned away.

About ten minutes later, Qin Qian changed his clothes and came out of the lounge. Lu tingshen sat on the sofa directly opposite. He was looking at her for a moment, his eyes were heavy, and a cup of steaming tea was placed in front of him.

Qin Qianmo paused for a moment and walked towards him.

"Drink ginger tea."

The tone of command!

Qin Qian sat down opposite him and glanced at the cup of ginger tea. He didn't move, but opened his mouth lightly, "can we talk now?"

Lu tingshen's legs overlapped, his left arm hit the sofa at random, and his right hand played with the lighter, making a "click" sound.

"You know what I want."

Qin Qian looked at him quietly and expressionless, but his palm had been quietly clenched, and his red lips drew a sarcastic arc of laughter, "me?"

Lu Ting raised his eyebrows and thin lips, but the bottom of his eyes was meaningful, "otherwise?"

"My body or my heart?"

"What's the difference?"

Qin Qian looked at his shallow smile, but his heart was a dull pain. The mood at the bottom of her eyes gradually became strong and began to churn unconsciously.

Why can't she escape the spell called Lu tingshen?

Lu tingshen appreciated the anger and desolation in her eyes. Finally, when she was helpless and sad, the smile on her lips converged in an instant.

After a long silence, Qin qiancai got up slowly, and then bent his knees. Unexpectedly, he knelt down to him and lowered his eyes. The whole person was full of helplessness and despair.

"I beg you, let me go."