Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

Since meeting an Mingde that night, Li Meng has always been absent-minded.

But I can meet him every day in the company.

"Sister Lisa, are you not feeling well recently?" Zihan asked when she saw her pale face.

"No, nothing..." she was lying on the table and heard Zihan's voice. She looked up in panic and said.

She came to the company for a meeting today to discuss the next variety show, and she participated as a host. The company's executives should discuss her suitability together, and an Mingde is not excluded from attending the meeting.

It's just like brown sugar. You can't get rid of it, Li Meng thought.

At the meeting, she didn't listen at all. She watched the changes of an Mingde intentionally or unintentionally all the time. Most of the time, he sat upright and looked at her strangely at a moment.

It's torture! At the end of the meeting, Li Meng blocked him in the conference room. "What do you want?" she asked.

"Oh?" he was still pretending to be silly. "What does Miss Lisa mean?"

"That's enough! What do you want me to do? Just say it! Don't play this game again!"

Finally, he couldn't hold his tension. Anmingde smiled. "Lisa, you're so cheerful. Then I won't sell off. You and I know that wearing this fake face will corrode their own skin?" he asked.

Li Meng nodded impatiently. She had a bad feeling.

"If you want to repair it, you need a woman's face, and I need a man's face..." he lowered his head slightly and said with a light in his eyes.

The meeting room was bright, but it was very quiet because there were only two people.

"Moreover, I think we're looking for the same doctor, but I don't think he told you that if he had genuine leather, he could make the same fake face as the skin owner..." he continued, "it's a real face that doesn't need to be taken off and worn every day!"

Li Meng had a faint premonition that what he would say next would be shocking.

"You don't want me..." she didn't even dare to say any more.

"That's right," said an Mingde without changing his face. "Although I am in control of an Shi now, I know that an Qingyang is the favorite in my father's heart. No matter how hard I try, this substitution is only temporary. The only long-term way is to become an Qingyang!"

My uncle wants my nephew's face just to satisfy his desire for power

Li Meng shook her head in disbelief.

"Why? You don't want to?" anmingde said coldly when he noticed her little movements.

He approached step by step, and Li Meng retreated step by step until she could not retreat. He said condescending, "don't oppose me. Those who oppose me will come to no good end!"

His eyes are full of murderous spirit. They are obviously warm and moist facial features, but they look particularly ferocious. Li Meng is very curious about what a terrible and hateful face is hidden under this fake face

"What can I do?" she asked reluctantly.

"It's very simple. There will be a reception in two days. If there is no accident, he will take you. Then I'll send someone to bring the easily drunk wine. When he's almost drunk, you'll take him away. Then I'll send someone to contact you," he said.

Giving an Qingyang to this madman can complete the task given to her by Li Jiancheng, and can exchange a condition for an Mingde. It can kill two birds with one stone, but... I don't know why she feels bad.

"How about it? It's easy?" he asked after seeing her hesitation.

It was simple, but she always felt something strange.

"What good can I get?" she asked.

"Ha ha," anmingde sneered, "in return, I will help you get anyone's face you want..." he said seriously.

Anyone's face... Su Mo is the first thing in Li Meng's mind. If she wants to change her face, she wants to be su Mo most.

No matter whether she wants to cooperate with an Mingde or not, her fighting spirit is difficult to ride a tiger. For now, she has to promise him first and then find a way.

"I agree, but only for once. If I don't succeed, I'll never help you again," she said.

"OK." an Mingde is confident that he can succeed at one time.

When Li Meng walked out of the meeting room, she felt herself in a cold sweat, as if she had just made a deal with the devil.

In fact, it's not difficult to know Li Meng's secret. As long as she rebelled against Zihan, her identity can be easily known.

An Mingde knew Zihan's feelings for himself, so he decided to make good use of it.

That day, Zihan came to the company to pick up the documents as usual. When she passed the meeting room, Lisa happened to be there. An Mingde noticed her and raised his hand to help Lisa brush her hair vaguely.

The gentle eyes looked particularly dazzling in Zihan's eyes.

Li Meng had a good talk with an Mingde. Who knows that he suddenly made such an ambiguous move and unconsciously stepped back.

Unfortunately, these Zihan didn't see it. She glanced and walked away unhappily.

After a while, she saw Lisa gone and walked to anmingde's office with the contract.

There is a box on his desk. It doesn't look like a cheap gift.

"Ah, Mr. an, there are gifts... What is it? What a beautiful package." Zihan picked up the box and pretended not to care and joked.

An Mingde smiled. "It's a gadget. Lisa just came in and put it on my desk. I haven't seen what it is. You can just open it for me." he sat on his desk and leisurely took a sip of his coffee cup.

The smile on Zihan's face disappeared, and she didn't notice it, but an Mingde saw all the changes in her expression.

She didn't refuse any more. She quickly opened the gift box. It turned out to be a Vatican rose gold bracelet. What does that mean?

She shook her bracelet. "It's a bracelet."

"No wonder..." an Mingde pretended to be enlightened.

"What?" Zihan asked.

An Mingde said with curved eyebrows, "today Lisa gave me this gift box and said she wanted to hold me up. I'm still curious about what it is. It's this..."

To hold him... Zihan felt sick. Lisa told her that anmingde was not a good man and that she was not allowed to like him. Now it seems that she is afraid of being with him!

Lisa's face to face, back to back, and a look of profound righteousness for her good, but she makes these small hands behind her back. It's disgusting!

In vain, she was loyal to her before. Now it seems that she didn't take her as her own person at all!

"Zihan? What's the matter with you?" an Mingde asked with concern.

His hand rested on Zihan's shoulder, and the breath between them could be felt.

"No... nothing." Zihan blushed when he was surrounded in his arms. She wanted to step back, but anmingde held her in his arms.

"Actually, I've always liked you very much," he said with his chin on Zihan's forehead.

what? Zihan was silly.

"But you didn't even look at me before..."

"Fool," said an Mingde, who pretended to be affectionate. "I'm the president of a company. How can I stare at you when I'm free... In fact, I've seen you many times when others don't pay attention."

Zihan felt warm in her heart. She thought it was God's kindness to her, and finally let her meet someone she was satisfied with.

"Do you think I'm older than you?" an Mingde asked knowingly.

Zihan shook her head madly. Of course she wouldn't dislike him.

An Mingde showed a proud smile. The little girl was coaxed better than he thought, he thought.