Their Intriguing Marriage

"At this time, I hope you can pay attention to your own safety and keep professional at the same time. Moreover, I will actively and thoroughly investigate what happened last night, find out the behind the scenes, and never let go of anyone who is against LAN

His Lan Qing's tone was full of firmness, just like a king who made a decision to kill. Even if others heard that, he was afraid to look him in the eye.

The whole office was silent, and everyone seemed to breathe softly.

All of a sudden, there was a loud "bang" from below, and then a sharp female voice rang through the conference room, as if to shatter every nervous heart.

Just after hearing Lan Qing's words, Lin Bai seemed to be shocked uncontrollably. As soon as he shook his hand, he swept the coffee cup beside him to the ground. At the same time, the coffee in the cup fell on the valuable palace Lei silk skirt of joserin.

"There's something wrong with you." Joserin muttered in a low voice.

But the whole meeting room was too quiet, so when she realized how harsh her voice was in the big silent meeting room, she quickly put away the arrogance.

With a black face, she grabbed Lin Bai's tissue and tried to wipe off the coffee stains on her dress. But the coffee stains seemed to be getting more and more transparent. She raised her head and gave Lin Bai a hard look.

Lin Bai just drooped her eyelids and said several "sorry" in a low voice. On peacetime, she was as proud as a white swan.

So joserin had to say in a low voice, "forget it. It's bad luck for me."

Lan Qing silently sat there looking at all this, watching the two of them sit on the seat again, Lin Bai's abnormal behavior, words and deeds, expression, were all in his eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly knew something, meaningfully scanned everyone's face in front of the conference table for a week, continued to speak, and said faintly, "that's all for the conference. Lin Bai can stay, and the others can leave."

When Lin Bai heard this, he was surprised. He raised his head and suddenly looked at Lan Qing's cold eyes. Then he hurriedly took back his eyes, hung his head and looked at the conference materials in his hands absently.

When all the people left the conference room one after another, Lan Qing looked up at Li Lin standing beside her. She nodded to him and went out.

The conference room with only two people left was very empty, even a little desolate, even with an echo.

Lin Bai just sat there quietly with her head down, as if she had returned to her childhood. She was just a quiet girl.

Lan Qing stood up and walked slowly to her side. After standing beside her for a long time, he said, "what do you know about last night?"

His question, however, was more like a positive sentence, with a faint force of noncommittal, as if a flash of lightning struck her head.

Lin Bai stood up in silence, turned around, looked at him without temperature, and said word by word, "I don't know."

"Then when I just said it... What did you panic about?" Lan Qing slightly close to her, tone with a trace of oppression.

She turned her head and said in a low voice, "Lan Qing, don't you think I'm not embarrassed enough? Am I so miserable in your heart? So you have to crush all my remaining self-esteem to be willing? "

Every word she said was clearly something that made her sleepless day and night, but now her tone was indifferent.

"You'd better not know." Lan Qing's low voice was a little threatening.

Lin Bai turned his head to one side and bit his lips. He looked stubborn, but he could not hide the pale on her face.

"One day I'll find out. If I really have any relationship with you, don't blame me for neglecting my feelings." With that, he turned and left the conference room.

Lin Bai clearly felt that his cold words pierced countless invisible holes in her body. When he stood in front of her, she insisted on her last breath in order to keep the remaining dignity.

When watching Lan Qing's back disappear in sight, she felt soft all over. She raised her hand on the conference table and leaned her weight on it.

Her face is besieged with sadness. When did she become such a down and out look? Since she was a child, she never thought that the world would become a complete stranger when she walked out of the castle.

Everything changed, as if the whole world was shrouded in dark clouds that were getting lower and lower.

On the way back to the office, Lan Qing seems to press the replay button in his mind, playing back Lin Bai's evasive eyes.

His always expressionless face looked more gloomy, so that when Li Lin heard the sound of the elevator and hurriedly took the folder to report to him, she saw the expression on his face, silently put the folder on one side of her body with one arm, poured him a cup of coffee, put it on his desk, and quickly left his office.

He kept persuading himself in the bottom of his heart that Lin Bai was still that simple and pure little girl. This must have nothing to do with her, as she said.

But her haggard face and her evasive eyes have overthrown his self persuasion again and again.

Calmly, she picked up the cell phone beside her hand. She skillfully found the number, "fifth master, help me check one thing..."

"Well, it was the shooting incident last night. I suspect Lin Jianxiong might have sent someone to do it. You should focus on checking him, but don't panic or make any moves."

Lan Qing's delicate face was full of coldness, with a bit of determination.

Just as the opposite side replied, "well, good," a beep came from the receiver

He continued leisurely: "I only need the evidence that he hired someone to shoot, contact me when there is news, cut in the phone, and I'll hang up first."

After that, he took a look at the caller ID on his mobile phone. Du Zihao's three big characters suddenly appeared on the screen of his mobile phone. Somehow, a very bad premonition slowly rose in his heart. He frowned and pressed the answer button.

"Lan Qing, come back quickly. Li Qingning suddenly has a fever. She's in a bad condition now. I'm afraid..." doctor Du's anxious voice came from the receiver.

Hearing this, Lan Qing's face sank, and the hand holding the mobile phone was slightly blue. Before Du Zihao finished, he threw his cell phone on the table and walked towards the door.