Miss Gan's half love

"What are you looking at?"

Yannuo ordered a glass of wine from the shuttle waiter tray and walked slowly to Qin min leaning on the bar.

Yannuo looked in the direction he pointed out. The young man with a jade body was raising his lips and smiling. Next to him was an elderly foreigner. He nodded with approval on his face. It seemed that he had a good conversation.

He stood in the crowd, like a wisp of breeze in the hot summer, with a startling temperament.

Yannuo really feels a little envious. Lu Qi, a hypocritical and greedy woman, has such a son.

"You can't look at the surface. Don't be confused by his polite, modest and low-key performance. This boy is not a fuel-efficient lamp behind his back."

Qin min snorted coldly, and yannuo naturally knew that if he was really kind, he would not be able to become today's situation. The title of Xiao Gan Siming was not in vain. Qin min had been praised for decades, and his wealth was not as good as him. In recent years, the company has been hacked by Yuanyuan more than once or twice.

There, Lu Jiuling seemed to be touched. He suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at him. He said something gently to the side and raised his feet in their direction.

Lu Jiuling didn't know yannuo and only had a few connections with Qin min, but there were several private fights between the two companies, which had nothing to do with personal grievances and purely commercial interests. Qin Ming didn't know that Yuanyuan was operated by Shang Xue, which had little to do with Lu Jiuling.

Lu Jiuling quickly walked up to him and smiled coldly. "Mr. Qin min is really a big hand. His hands are stretched out to the United States. What good is it to you if you force me and Gan Tang to the opposite end?"

Qin min was surprised and said, "I don't know what you said?"

Lu Jiuling sneered, "Mr. Qin, really don't remember?"

He paused, then raised his eyebrows and said, "there's no way to have a bad memory when you're old, but you'd better remember what I said next."

Qin min smiled quietly, "all ears."

"It's not true that no one knows how the old lady in the alley died. Although Gan Tang's grandmother is mentally retarded, the traces of the past are not traceless, so you'd better be calm. No matter how bad the relationship between Gan Tang and I is, it's impossible for you to come to a good play and reap the benefits of the fisherman."

Qin min was shocked. How did Lu Jiuling know that? But he was silent. Lu Jiuling could quietly take Gan Tang's grandmother and the old lady in the Shanghai alley from his hand. He knew it was not strange, but he also held Lu Qi's handle in his hand, so he didn't worry about what Lu Jiuling would do to him.

Qin min asked with a smile, "if I open one eye and close one eye, will you be safe?"

Lu Jiuling's unfeeling pupil reflected a dark shadow, which made the man look more and more elusive. "Don't stir things between me and Gan Tang, this is my bottom line."

Come and force him. Why should he bear it?

Qin min's heart was uncertain. He was in a hurry. Was he ready to go out?

See Lu Jiuling again put one hand into his trouser pocket, "excuse me."

He turned and walked towards his friend. His face was long gone. He was calm and romantic. He looked like a noble childe.

After the banquet, Chang Cheng and Lu Jiuling were ready to go home. Many men came out together with their female companions. On the contrary, the two young men were almost inseparable all night. Chang Cheng smiled on the boss's shoulder, "I don't know. I thought we were gay."

He was much shorter than Lu Jiuling, and Lu Jiuling easily opened him.

Lu Jiuling is used to Ke Jin and self-control. He doesn't apply to such jokes, "don't talk nonsense."

He frowned slightly and looked serious. A young pair of veteran cadres set up a style. Chang Cheng pointed at him reluctantly, "I say you are boring."

Lu Jiuling was a little stunned. She often said that about him. Maybe he was really boring. The word enthusiasm was insulated from him. He would not joke, say jokes, or do anything romantic to make her happy. She said he was not as interesting as Wang Yanqing.

She said to let him play a love game with her. At that time, he also tried to make himself become as warm and easy-going as she hoped, and become a nag that can make her happy. Only the result of the attempt was that he was embarrassed and the other party was at a loss. Even she couldn't watch it anymore. He said, "don't force it, it's embarrassing."

He just wanted to be what she liked. He wanted to do that since childhood, but he couldn't change himself.

She said, "some people are naturally thin, like you."

She seems to be right. Everyone says that he is a Xueba, can draw, play the piano and cook good dishes. Outsiders envy him for his mastery of all 18 martial arts. They say that life must be full of fun, but he has never found fun in it. These are not his hobbies, but his survival skills, and he doesn't like cooking, I just like the way Gan Tang eats happily. But I think what she said is wrong. He has people and things he loves. His strong and hot feelings have given her. He loves her more than the whole world, but he is not good at expression, and she disdains understanding and forces herself to hide in the bottom of her heart.

But he can't feel wronged, because he knew that he owed her and occupied her since he was a child. He tried to pay off the debt and tried to be good to her. He thought he would pay it back soon. He could reach her. God joked with him and opened up the ugly past. He found that he couldn't pay back Ji Sikun's life in this life, He couldn't make up for her missing father's love and her lost health. He also became a betrayer. He was not qualified to be happy in his life, even to pay off his debts.

The window of the car shuttles in the dark, the lights are not on, and there is silence.

Chang Cheng glanced at Lu Jiuling. He looked out of the window. The lights jumping outside the car fell on his side face from time to time. The angular lines, dark eyes, and the dark color on his face made the atmosphere in the car depressed.

Chang Cheng couldn't stand the atmosphere, "Lu Jiuling, what do you think."

He turned his head, the deep dark color on his face disappeared again, and his voice was cold and pale, "nothing."

He doesn't talk much. Chang Cheng is actually used to it, but today he feels that something is wrong with him. It seems that some things in his heart are repressed and want to force the shell out. He tries his best to resist.

"You have a heavy mind. It's actually much more comfortable to say it."

He and Zhou Ling should be his best friends. Even so, he never took the initiative to confide in them. He sighed and didn't know how he got along with Gan Tang before.