Deep love never ends

The door of the elevator opened, but Qin Si came out of it.

Frown cold eyes looked at me, tone with alienation, said: "what are you looking for me for?"

If it weren't for Qin Si's sudden appearance, I would even forget that there was such a thing as him.

Qin Langjun suddenly loosened my chin, his tall and straight body leaned lazily against the wall, and his thin lips made a mocking arc, "is this what you want to explain to me, or what you're going to make up for me?"

His eyelids drooped, like a sarcastic look at the things scattered on the ground.

The papers scattered on the ground were trampled under his feet.

Qin Langjun glanced at the people coming over and stroked the tip of my ear, but he felt completely different from before.

Carelessness is not like touching, but more like a blade resting on it, which will fall at any time.

"This surprise is really good. I haven't given me an explanation for several secret meetings before. Now I'll bring the secret directly? Tang Zhi, it's very good, very good."

His fingers are colder, like ten thousand years of ice, and there is never temperature.

Originally narrow eyes, slightly narrowed, full of danger suddenly came.

I subconsciously stretched out my hand to pull his sleeve, but he looked at me coldly. Those deep eyes seemed to have substantive cold blades, inch by inch delaying my nerves.

Before I could speak, he got up, patted the sleeve of his suit in disgust, took it off, threw it into the trash can, and passed me with cold eyes.

After taking a few steps, he paused without looking back. He said indifferently, "from today on, no one will interfere with what you do, as you wish."

With that, he went to Qin Si's face. His voice was even colder and thinner than before, but with some low laughter.

"It's not the end yet. This information is not enough to see, and the game has just begun. The old man said that these things are completely inhabited by capable people."

"Even father and son can score clearly on this, can't they?"

With that, Qin Langjun left without looking back.

Their backs are indifferent and cool.

I squeezed my palm hard and followed it. I didn't take a few steps.

But he was stopped by the people around Qin Langjun.

The people around him also had a flat face without any expression and said, "Miss Tang, please respect yourself."

Please respect yourself?

My strength seemed to be pulled away. I watched the elevator door close and completely cut off his figure.

The moment the elevator door closed, I knew better that he was really angry this time.

The problems in the Qin family, the secrets in my hand, and the emergence of Qin Si, even if they are explained, I think the coincidence is to the extreme.

"What are you crazy about? You called me here just to show me your contradictions?"

Qin si still stood where he was, his face still slightly calm.

The casual clothes on his body are wrinkled, like coming in a hurry. The breath on his body is equally intolerant and cold.

"What's going on?"

I squatted down, picked up the information on the ground, sneered, tore it up and threw it into the trash can, "I don't know why you came. What's the matter with me?"

"The older you are, the longer your brain is. When did I call you, and what can I do at this point?"

All my anger accumulated and I had nothing to say.

But Qin Si's eyebrows were more tight, and his white face was in a tight mood.

"You sent the text message, and you threatened me. Let someone give me a key and say there was a surprise when I opened the door. Tang Zhi, it's enough after so long. It's better to say it simply!"

Qin Si's voice changed from the original clear and crisp to a little low, which seemed to be repressed and forbearing.

The key in his hand was spread out and thrown to the ground.

I thought Xia Qinghe came to me this time just to threaten me, or to sit together and have a good talk.

But I didn't expect it to be like this.

If I had known

Where else would have known this thing!

All my anger and depression are useless at this moment.

At this time, if you wanted to accuse or press questions, you also seemed so powerless. As soon as you closed your eyes, Qin Langjun's cold vision couldn't help lowering his shoulders.

I'm tired all over.

I don't have any strength to think about this anymore.

Xia Qinghe, Xia Qinghe.

This gift is really sincere!

"You haven't made it clear. What can I do for you?"

Qin Si stopped in front of me and asked.

I looked up at him.

He has always been the same as I remember, the same clear and clean, but also different. The temperature in his face and eyes is much less than that in my memory.

When did this happen?

Suddenly, I was a little confused, like the entanglement of many things. I didn't know how to start or end.

"I don't know anything else, but I only know that if you still stop me from asking, something will happen soon and will be acquired soon. Aren't you really going to do something?"

I hung my eyes and smiled, "since you didn't want to contact business things and don't want these things before, why do you have to start preparing again to seize these things? Start a company and be ready to change careers?"

I don't understand the Qin family, but since there is almost a contradiction between father and son, Qin Si's behavior is undoubtedly accelerating this contradiction.

I have long heard that the old man only temporarily delegated power, and there are some shares. It depends on ability. Although the old man likes this grandson, he has never really handed over these rights.

When I finished these words, Qin Si didn't have any embarrassment or anger on his face.

But he looked at me quietly. When he wore glasses, he gave people a very gentle feeling, but it was a little cold in his always gentle eyes.

He said, "since the mistake between you and me started by me, it will end by me. I just need the fastest solution, or you are willing to leave him."

"He is my son. He used to be and will only be my son in the future. Now it doesn't matter if he blames me and hates me. Sooner or later, he will understand."

But in this case, for me, there is no touch.

If I hadn't listened to Qin Langjun's words by chance, I really thought he was a good man who cared for his family.

But the truth is.

"If you really think of him as a son rather than the product of a necessary marriage, you should pay more attention to him a long time ago rather than make up for it afterwards."

I sneered and sneered.

No matter what his face, he turned and left.