I love you, Mr.Commander

The hotel was really ready. The waiter came in and saw this scene. He first looked at the two people, and then seemed to determine what. He went straight to Lin Qing's side and whispered, "there's a good room upstairs. Rong Shao specially explained it. The young lady is so drunk. Let's send her to rest."

Lin Qing thought that since Shan Rong had arranged it in advance, he couldn't think of any other way for the moment, so he nodded and agreed.

The waiter couldn't help the drunk woman alone. Lin Qing got up to help. When he left the table, Lin Qing took his bag and let the waiting colleagues go first.

They helped Xu Yuan and sent her to her room. This is a Jiangjing suite. It's thousands of people a night. It seems that Shan Rong is not indifferent to her.

Lin Qing saw that the waiter brushed the room card and helped Xu Yuan in. Xu Yuan fell on the bed and was in a mess.

Lin Qing turned and left, and then ran into the waiter. The waiter didn't ask her to stay, but looked at her a few more eyes: "thank you for your help."

Lin Qing nodded and noticed that the waiter looked at the bed. His expression was strange. She didn't think too much, didn't stay in place, and left.

Walking out of the suite, when Lin Qing was waiting for the elevator, she heard a sound of swiping her card to unlock the lock behind her. Because that was the direction she had just come, she couldn't help looking back.

I saw a man standing in front of a suite. He looked familiar. Lin Qing couldn't remember where he had seen him. The man was very particular about his clothes. He stood on his side, and Lin Qing couldn't see his face. He swiped his card, walked in when he heard the beep, and then closed the door.

Lin Qing took back her sight and realized that something was wrong. It was the room she had just come out of.

She seems to think of something, but she is not very sure. She has no intention to uncover the truth. At this time, self-protection is the most important. In particular, I thought of what Shan Rong said to her not long ago.

Lin Qing shook his head and put aside his thoughts. When the elevator arrived, he walked in without hesitation.

Driving all the way home, Lin Qingcai was relieved. She walked into the hall and saw a familiar figure. Lin Qing shouted in the back, "wait."

The woman turned around subconsciously. She saw Lin Qing. She didn't stop, but walked more quickly.

Lin Qing caught up in three or two steps and clasped the woman's wrist: "wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

"What, what?" The woman forced a smile and was forced to turn around, but she didn't dare to look up and look at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing stared at the woman's face. She didn't admit her mistake. She was the neighbor she met in front of the mailbox that day. She came straight to the point: "did you really see that my husband put something in the mailbox that day?"

"What?" The neighbor looked confused.

Lin Qing doesn't believe that she can't remember. Such a thing doesn't happen every day. Lin Qing changed his voice, softened his tone, and smiled: "I have no other meaning. I just want to thank you. Because of this, my husband and I are reconciled."

"Really?" The woman was skeptical. The employer didn't disclose much information at the beginning. She didn't dare to say more. She thought it over and over again before opening her mouth, "that's good."

Lin Qing nodded. Without saying anything else, the woman also relaxed her vigilance. When the elevator arrived, Lin Qing took the lead in. She looked up and said, "can't you get on?"

"Oh, come on."

The woman hesitated. She didn't want to be seen through, so she stubbornly followed in.

When the elevator began to run, Lin Qing searched for the key in her bag and took out a photo. She bent over to pick it up, carefully took the group photo and was stunned at the people above.

A woman naturally loves gossip. Of course, she won't miss this opportunity to peep. In fact, she is unconscious and abrupt, breaking the silence: "you and your husband are a good match."

Lin Qing stared at the photo and slowly recovered. Her eyes moved away. She looked up in surprise: "this is not my husband."

The woman was stunned. Her face suddenly turned blue and white. She felt embarrassed: "Oh, the light is not very good. I read it wrong."

"Last time you said you saw my husband, you probably saw not him, but his friends." Lin Qing kissed easily and couldn't hear anything else. She searched the Internet for a recent photo of Zhang Shanrong and held it under the woman's eyes. "It's him. Do you recognize him wrong?"

When the woman saw Shan Rong's picture, her face changed: "no, I haven't seen this man."

"Really?"

"Definitely not."

"I made a mistake." Lin Qing took back her mobile phone angrily, showing a confused expression.

The woman didn't dare to speak casually, but Lin Qing was a little heavy in the bottom of her heart and had understood seven or eight points.

After the banquet, Shan Rong went to the club. He stayed in the box very late and didn't see anyone.

The waiter came to see him several times, saw him sitting in front of the tea table staring at the wine cup in his hand, and inexplicably poured and drank it himself.

When the foreman heard about this, he knew that he was a difficult master again and came in person: "Rong Shao, do you need to find a woman?"

"What do you say?" The man looked up and couldn't see his face clearly in the dark light.

The foreman couldn't guess what he meant and said a test: "then..."

"Get out."

"Yes, yes." The foreman nodded hurriedly and stepped back to leave the box.

When the door of the box was pushed open again, Shan Rong was a little impatient. He just spit out his lips. When he looked up, he saw Mu Li standing at the door.

Shan Rong was still holding the wine cup in his hand. The sudden intrusion in his eyes made his fingers stiff. He shook and spilled liquor all over his hands.

"Rare guest."

Shan Rong took a drink and put down his glass with a cold look in his eyes.

Mu Li stepped forward and sat down in the sofa opposite him. The man's slender legs were put up, followed by the cold and fierce momentum. He took off his black leather gloves, put them away, took a wine glass and filled it: "don't you want to have a drink together? Today is just the time. "

Shan Rong smiled: "don't tell me, you're right here."

"No." Muli tasted the wine and raised his eyes, "I'm here specially."

When Shan Rong heard this, he laughed twice: "are you afraid that I will do it to your wife?"

His eyes turned and his face looked a little gloomy. Once Lin Qing was involved, he could really mess up. Shan Rong's tone was full of deep ambiguity. After pouring the wine, he made a glass clinking action with Mu Li. His glass turned around his fingers: "I'm not so abnormal. I can't do such a thing as sleeping with your wife. When I think of you every night... So, it's natural to leave it to others."

Mu Li was not angry. After drinking it all in one gulp, the corner of his mouth coldly hooked: "the person you're looking for is Luo Zheng?"

Shan Rong was disappointed when he heard the name. In fact, he didn't like Luo Zheng. He used to be useful. Now, he is completely incompetent.

In addition to that card, he even doubted whether Luo Zheng could still be used by him.

After two glasses of wine, Shan Rongcai spoke again. He hung his eyes and fiddled with the wine bottle. He was absorbed and didn't pay any attention to Mu Li's expression: "your news is also very smart. You can't hide anything from you, but at this point, they estimate that they have had several rounds. If you want to be interested, you can go to see the scene."

Mu Li never gave a positive answer to this topic. He said, "you are so confident that you can count on Lin Qing."

"Of course, thank your old friend. It's not that woman's help. I'm afraid it's not so easy."

As if to be expected, Mu Li looked at him expressionless: "she hurt your big brother. You can join hands with her. It's really not picky."

"This is her only way out." Shan Rong's eyes were cold. "Do you think she can do anything in the future? A scolded junior, as long as I'm here for one day, she won't want to have a good day. "

"Stop it. You're sick."

Shan Rong is like listening to a joke: "I admit that it is beyond my power to deal with you, but I always have a way to make your life less easy."

He is not easy, nor will he let others be easy. Just as Mu Li said, he is really sick. But isn't this forced? In those years, in foreign countries, all the skills in business were put forward by the eldest brother. Brothers and brothers, either cut off their hands and feet, or live and die together with blood thicker than water. Obviously, they are the second kind.

Shan Rong was unable to accept the big brother's experience from beginning to end. He vowed to make Xu Yuan difficult, but it was too simple to deal with only one Xu Yuan. He was not satisfied, so he traced back to the source, but found Lin Qing's head.

This is life?

Shan Rong was a little distracted and his thoughts floated out very far. He knew that it was impossible to turn back.

Mu Li's voice pulled back his thoughts: "I'm sorry about your brother, but it's his own right and wrong, which has nothing to do with Lin Qing."

"If it wasn't for her!" Shan Rong was so excited that he slammed his glass to the ground.

Mu Li narrowed his eyes.

Shan Rong was a little out of control and tried to calm himself down. After a long time, Shan Rong spoke again, "if it weren't for her, so many things wouldn't have happened at that time. The woman surnamed Xu wouldn't appear, interfere with my brother's family, let alone harm his family."

"If you say so, should you blame Lin Qing for hurting her head and her friends? Of course, it's me who should come to the door first, because I must marry her."

Shan Rong's face was livid: "you!"

Mu Li looked indifferent and loosened his hand. The wine glass fell on the tea table. He stood up and looked at Shan Rong across this distance, as if he had crossed a thick darkness: "take care of yourself, Shan Rong, I'll still be your brother. If you're angry, just aim at me and don't let me find out that you dare to attack Lin Qing."

Shan Rong clenched his glass, and the strong hatred would drown his reason.

When Mu Li came home, Lin Qingzheng was watching TV on the sofa. She was tired and wouldn't go to bed.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Lin Qing cheered up. She turned around. Her bleary little face brightened in an instant: "I'm back."

The man went to the sofa and saw half of the fruit plate on the tea table and a cup of bottomed coffee. He frowned: "why don't you go to bed?"

"I want to wait for you to come back." Lin Qing gathered the thin blanket over her shoulder.

The man bent down. She stretched out two arms and hung them skillfully around the man's neck. Her arms were tightened, her small face was comfortably close to his neck, and the man's arm wrapped around her and hugged her from the sofa.