After Lan Qing left, Li Qingning sat in the same place for a long time. She lowered her head, as if she was confessing something to Allah.

Oh, no, she was praying.

She prayed that the man would return to normal soon, just like the wound on her lower abdomen.

In this way, he is still that high, inaccessible him, and she is still one of the thousands of small dust around him, so small that he often forgot his existence.

Then she can maintain her normal IQ, spend these three years in peace, and then start her new life.

But how can God, such a crafty man who likes to watch plays, allow such a wonderful plot to gradually fade away? He only adds fuel to the story. There are many tides.

Li Qingning sat there for a long time, sighed and stood up.

But just stood up, stomach tingling let her grin again slightly bent down to sit back in place.

Sitting there for a long time, she took a deep breath. When she stood up again, the pain was still very obvious and real.

She turned her head and looked at the food she had eaten. She couldn't help crying in her heart. Why should she treat herself like this in order to avoid embarrassment?

She bent slightly, just like a seven mature river shrimp, especially her face flushed with pain. She walked slowly towards the elevator, looking like a slow motion in the movie.

Li Lin drinks coffee and squints her eyes to rest. After hearing the slight groan, she raises her head and sees that she walks in painfully, drags her body into the office, and then falls into the chair.

Li Lin's eyes were like looking at the aliens, and her voice was shocked, "Qingning, what's the matter with you?"

Li Qingning put his head on his desk and answered three words feebly: "eat too much."

"Did you eat the whole lounge?" Li Lin's tone has a little smile.

After working here for so many years, everyone has been eating harder than anyone else. Most of the colleagues around them have a few mouthfuls and then say things like "Oh, I'm full, I've eaten too much, I've eaten too much". She hasn't seen such a real woman as Li Qingning for a long time.

Li Qingning's whole body fell on the table, lying there quietly and motionless. He could not even see the slight ups and downs of his body when he was breathing.

Li Lin put away the funny smile on her face and asked with a little uneasiness: "Hello, Li Qingning, are you ok?"

After only a few moments, the woman struggled to reach out a hand from the table, swayed slightly in the air, and then immediately fell down to one side of her body.

At this time, her small face buried between her arms was white with pain, and tiny beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

Biting her lips, she tried to carry waves of pain, but felt that her stomach was held in her hand by a big hand. At the same time, she ravaged. The pain made her feel soft.

This unprecedented pain made her gradually give up the idea of continuing to resist. She took a deep breath, struggled to stand up slowly, and said in a weak voice to Li Lin, who was staring at the computer work

"Sister Lin, I'm not feeling well. Maybe I'll go to the hospital. Please keep an eye on my phone and email first."

Li Lin raised her head and nodded to her deeply. Then she asked anxiously, "do you want me to accompany you?"

She managed to squeeze out a faint smile, and as she grabbed her bag and walked out, she said softly, "I'm fine myself. I can't leave no one in the office."

Li Lin nodded thoughtfully and said, "OK, be careful yourself."

Holding the wall, Li Qingning covered the stomach with one hand and rubbed it gently, trying to relieve the pain with the temperature of his palm.

Walking from the office to the elevator, after getting out of the elevator, she walked to the company's gate. It took her less than ten minutes to walk, but she felt that it took her more than half a day.

The pain made her face look very pale. At this time, the fine sweat on her forehead had gradually grown up and kept falling from her cheek. She bit her lip and lowered her head all the way. She didn't want to let the people around her see her embarrassed appearance.

But life goes against its will. There is a damned Murphy's law in psychology, which attributes this phenomenon to science.

The more you don't want to see someone and expect something not to happen, the more likely it will become a reality.

For example, at this time, when the elevator "Ding" stops on the 18th floor, Li Qingning leans on the wall of the elevator, looks up at the red number on the top of his head, and prays in his heart never to meet Lin Bai.

In fact, it's not just Lin Bai. If she can, she doesn't want to see everyone in the design department at the moment.

She didn't want them to think that her life was a complete tragedy.

At the beginning, I looked at people every day in the design department and suffered a lot. Now, I was rescued by the boss of the company. After I became the assistant to the president, I was still in such a dilemma.

Although her later life was not much better, she would rather they felt that they had really escaped the dark.

This is her last bit of self-esteem.

But just as she kept reciting, as soon as she looked up, Lin Bai's delicate but indifferent little face appeared in the line of sight.

She was wearing Emporio Armani's professional suit, which perfectly wrapped her graceful figure, like a black sexy armor, with a pair of high-heeled shoes, and her two long and straight thighs looked like a compass.

Her lip gloss is just like the flowers blooming in summer. Her eyes are no longer pure and more dangerous. The curly hair scattered on the shoulder is soft and meticulous. The whole person looks charming and sharp.

I have to admit that Lin Bai and Lan Qing are the same kind of people. They always maintain a kind of calm and calm. In the eyes of outsiders, they are always exquisite and flawless.

They stand in the camp of the cloud without expression, on the top of the mountain far away, with cold faces and slanting eyes, watching the dancing human beings climb up.

Then one of them falls down with a ferocious face and turns into a small dust in the world, showing the expression of pity only when he looks at mortals from the height of God.

Li Qingning looked down at his pencil skirt propped up by his slightly bulging abdomen, and finally understood the difference between himself and them.

At first, Lin Bai lowered his head, carried a bag in one hand, and stretched out a shining crystal nail in the other hand to scratch on the mobile phone screen.

When the elevator door opened, she saw Li Qingning, who was shrinking in the corner of the elevator and looked a little gray.

But there was no change in her face, except for the deep hatred that was not easily detected at the bottom of her eyes.

Then she walked into the elevator with her chin up.

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