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Under the sign of Lao Zhuo, Huang Zhiming and Xiao Li gave up their office to song Tingchen and Qin Youle.

"Song Tingchen, you let go, I won't marry you!" Qin Youle is still struggling. Her wrist is burning, but her heart is more painful.

Song Tingchen held Qin Youle's wrist tightly. He didn't have much time to deal with Qin Youle. Qiao Qianyou will come back at any time.

"Song Tingchen, you hurt me!" Unable to struggle, Qin Youle changed his strategy.

As soon as Qin Youle said that his hand hurt, song Tingchen immediately released his hand: "I'm sorry, I may have worked too hard."

"Nothing." Qin Youle just wanted to go. Song Tingchen was quick eyed and stretched out his hand to block her way.

"Sorry." Picking up Qin Youle's swollen wrist, song Tingchen said with guilt, "it must hurt very much? Sorry, I shouldn't have done that to you. "

Qin Youle is used to the overbearing song Tingchen. Suddenly, the tender song Tingchen makes Qin Youle a little sad. She ruthlessly pulls her hand back: "it's all right."

Looking at the suddenly empty right hand, a trace of loss flashed across the bottom of song Tingchen's eyes.

"Song Tingchen, can we stop pestering each other?" Qin Youle asked wearily. She sat down holding the stool, as if all her strength had been exhausted.

"Qin Youle, I didn't make trouble with you." Song Tingchen whispered like a child, "I never begged you, but this time, I hope you can listen to me."

"Impossible." Qin Youle shook his head slowly. Other things can be discussed, but she didn't even dare to think about it.

"Why?" Song Tingchen suppressed his impending emotion and asked in a hoarse voice, "Youle, I've been so humble. What do you want me to do?"

"You know it's not a question of who puts down his posture first." Qin Youle said excitedly.

"What are you afraid of? Afraid of your father? " Song Tingchen lowered his head, "Qin Youle, why do you always only consider your father? Am I dispensable in your heart?"

Listening to song Tingchen's low voice, Qin Youle only felt that her heart fell step by step. She closed her eyes and told the truth: "Tingchen, you know, this thing is not anyone's fault. If you want to blame us, we can only blame that there is no fate between us. We are doomed not to be together."

"Youle, I don't mind. As long as I can be with you, I don't care about anything else." Song Tingchen excitedly held Qin Youle's shoulder, "Youle, we don't care about other people's eyes. Moreover, you will find that no one has noticed us at all."

Song Tingchen's eager eyes almost burned Qin Youle, but she refused rationally: "but I mind, my family mind. It's against ethics for us to be together. I'm not worth it, and I can't let you do it for me! "

"In fact, the root cause is that you don't have the courage!" Song Tingchen suddenly became angry and almost hysterically shouted, "Qin Youle, don't make so many excuses. In the final analysis, you don't believe me."

Hearing the sound of quarrel inside, Huang Zhiming at the door became nervous. As soon as he wanted to rush in, he was stopped by Lao Zhuo.

"Director Zhuo, what did you stop me from doing?" Huang Zhiming said nervously that he understood song Tingchen's temper. If he wasn't really angry, he would never quarrel with women, especially in the face of his favorite woman.

"Isn't it embarrassing for two people to go in at this time?" Lao Zhuo rarely said seriously, "I'm also familiar with Lao song. He can keep calm in front of anyone, but he often loses control in front of little coke."

"I'm afraid something will happen to song." Huang Zhiming anxiously looked inside. However, a door separated him. He couldn't see anything clearly, but vaguely heard two voices one low and one high.

"Don't worry, nothing serious will happen." Although Lao Zhuo frowned, his tone was very relaxed. He patted Huang Zhiming on the shoulder and comforted, "with Lao song's character, he won't do anything uncertain. Don't worry."

Huang Zhiming was so nervous that his forehead was sweating. He thought to himself that his boss was getting married. It seemed that he was much more nervous than he was getting married.

Xiao Li was very distracted. Today's thing is probably the most wonderful thing she has met in the past few years.

"Xiao Li, what do you think!" Seeing Xiao Li in a trance, Lao Zhuo cleared his throat and whispered, "can't you tell me today?"

"Of course, director Zhuo, I know what our responsibilities are." Hearing Lao Zhuo's words, Xiao Li immediately stood up and said excitedly, "our first priority is to keep the people's information confidential and never disclose any information that should not be disclosed."

"Whether or not we should, we can't disclose everything." Lao Zhuo corrected, "especially today, I don't want a punctuation to come out."

"Don't worry, director Zhuo." Xiao Li suddenly got closer. Old Zhuo whispered gossip and asked, "director Zhuo, if my eyes are good, the man inside just now seems to be the popular genius Director Song Tingchen, right?"

Old Zhuo Bai glanced at Xiao Li and didn't speak.

Xiao Li continued to gossip: "the lady's name was Qin Youle, that is, the little coke in your mouth. She seemed to be some news on the news some time ago. At that time, it was reported that director Song Tingchen also moved with Mr. Qiao Qianyou just now. It seems that the reason is because of Miss Qin."

"Shh!" Lao Zhuo knocked Xiao Li on the head, "don't know what you shouldn't know, you know?"

"Oh!" Xiao Li rubbed his head and said wrongfully, but from the look of Lao Zhuo just now, she has basically judged her guess, that is, it is basically accurate.

In the office, there is a document on the desk.

"What is this?" Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen suspiciously. Her eyes were still red and swollen.

"Just look." Song Tingchen said coldly that since affectionate can't move the woman he wants, song Tingchen can only choose another way.

Looking at the words in her hand, Qin Youle's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and her white nails began to turn pale due to force.

"Song Tingchen, what do you mean?" Qin Youle threw the document onto song Tingchen.

Feeling the anger in Qin Youle's eyes, song Tingchen closed his eyes and accepted Qin Youle's blow.

"I mean it very clearly." Song Tingchen fiddled with his clothes and said calmly, "there are some problems in Qin's cultural industry. Other cooperative companies and some loan companies don't know about these problems. However, there are no airtight walls in the world. I happen to know them."

"You investigate my father?" Qin Youle asked incredulously. She didn't expect that song Tingchen would attack her father, or was playing her father's idea.

"How can we say it's an investigation." Song Tingchen picked up the documents on the ground and said quietly, "I just take him as a chip for me. He has always been the biggest obstacle between us, I know. "

"Song Tingchen, are you crazy!" Qin Youle pushed away and tried to get close to her song Tingchen. "You know that my father is the person I want to protect most in my life. You have to hurt him!"

"I didn't." Song Tingchen denied it directly. He glanced at the document and said coldly, "Qin Youle, I have been in a passive state all the time. He always forces you so that we have to separate. Now, I'm just treating him in his own way. "

"Song Tingchen, you are not qualified to do so!" Qin Youle clenched her fist. She didn't expect that song Tingchen would come to such a move. She was about to win just now.

Song Tingchen turned his back to Qin Youle and said indifferently, "Qin Youle, now I give you two choices. First: I asked someone to call Qiao Qianyou back. If you marry him, I'll send this information. "

"No!" Qin Youle refused without thinking. She begged, "song Tingchen, Qin's cultural industry has been worked hard by my father for more than ten years. You are not qualified to destroy it."

"Well, now the second option." Song Tingchen paused, "I can't send this information in my hand, and I can guarantee that no one will know the capital problem of Qin. But the condition is that you must promise me today that we will get married. "

"You..." Qin Youle was so angry that she could hardly speak. Did she have a choice? What is this choice?

"I only give you ten seconds." Song Tingchen said calmly, "ten, nine, eight..."

"The last second." Song Tingchen said forcefully and calmly.

"We get married!" Qin Youle said calmly. I don't know why, song Tingchen suddenly forced her. On the contrary, she felt much easier. Among the two choices of making Qinhuai angry and disappointing, she chose to be angry.

Hearing Qin Youle's answer, song Tingchen's mouth couldn't help rising. Who knows how nervous he was in the past ten seconds. He was afraid that Qin Youle would choose to marry Qiao Qianyou.

"Now you can choose..."

"Song Tingchen, aren't you grinding like that?" Qin Youle said coldly, "I want you to promise me that you won't deal with my father's company at any time."

Qin Youle understood that Qin Huai regarded the Qin family more important than his life. Since her father wanted to protect her, she naturally had a mission to protect the company together.

"I promise you." The smile slowly filled out from the bottom of song Tingchen's eyes. He excitedly wanted to hold Qin Youle's hand, but Qin Youle got a white eye.

"I'll open the door and let them in." After Qin Youle hit a wall, song Tingchen said awkwardly.

As soon as song Tingchen turned around, Qin Youle couldn't help laughing when he took his seat. Although she was tangled, she was also very grateful to song Tingchen for giving her such a problem. Choose the second, whether from the subjective emotion or from the objective loss, the second choice is her best place to go.

Get married? Mrs. song? Qin Youle suddenly remembered the words in her mind when she was in Kangcheng this morning. Did she really become Mrs. song today?

Qin Youle had some expectations.