Their Intriguing Marriage

Lan Qing hooked the corner of his mouth, and the smile on his face seemed to be absent. He raised his hand and put his arm on Li Qingning's shoulder naturally.

At the moment, she didn't know what she was thinking. After feeling the strength from her shoulder, she looked at Lan Qing's beautiful hand and opened her eyes in surprise.

"Qingning, didn't you mention me to this friend? Let's introduce it now. " His tone is light, but he emphasizes it on the word "friend".

Li Qingning looks unnaturally want to get rid of his arm on the body, but helpless, she is a thin woman how can win the strength of a man who is diligent in fitness, so had to give up.

Looking up at Yi Zihang, she briefly organized the language in her mind and said, "well, this is Lan Qing, the president of Lan group."

After that, she obviously felt that Lan Qing put his hand on his shoulder. Then, he lowered his head and said in a very gentle tone: "you haven't introduced our relationship to this gentleman yet."

"Well... He's my... Husband, too." She simply a horizontal heart, looked up at the eyes of Yi Zihang said.

At the moment, her heart is empty, just a pair of inflatable skin bag, nothing, even can't hear her own voice, when it comes to the word "husband", her heart suddenly stopped for three seconds.

In Yi Zihang's eyes, the light just shining like the stars went down a little bit. The clear blue rippling Lake in his eyes gradually became silent, like a black, lifeless sea.

Three seconds later, he tried his best to brew a light smile, but what he didn't know was that his deep blue eyes had completely betrayed him.

"So... You're married..." he pretended to be surprised, then bowed his head and said with a smile: "well, it's my fault that I didn't ask clearly. Seeing that you're sick, you always go to the hospital alone... I thought..."

Looking up at the couple standing in front of him, he had a smile that was brighter than the sun when he first saw them. "I can't see the painting exhibition today. Let's make an appointment another day. I'll go first."

Finish saying to want to turn around in a hurry, hide oneself embarrassed and embarrassed in the shady place that sunlight cannot shine.

But just then, a low voice came from behind him again, "no need, sir. If my wife wants to see the exhibition, there will be me. I don't like my wife meeting other men alone very much."

Yi Zihang slowly turned around, with a smile more than ten times brighter than usual, and said to Li Qingning, "well, goodbye, Li Qingning."

Words fall, again toward orchid Qing ordered to nod, turn round the head also didn't return to the ground to get on own car.

He was left behind, in addition to the proud face of Lan Qing, as well as the sea breeze, is always very cold but people want to close to protect her woman.

That short period of time, has not yet begun to be announced the end of the heart feeling.

I don't know why, looking at the man's back, Lan Qing's heart has a kind of joy, or happiness.

He didn't know where this wonderful and complicated feeling came from.

Is it because he, like a butcher, can experience a kind of bloodthirsty pleasure from the pain of others?

Most of the time, he didn't even lift his eyelids, and his cold heart didn't even have a crack.

Why is that? Maybe it's the joy of a successful person. In the end, this woman should stay by her side.

He raised the corner of his mouth and turned his head. However, he saw Li Qingning standing in the same place with her head slightly lowered. He looked like he was lost. His eyes tightened and he let her go.

"Let's go." He lowered his head and spoke in a more commanding tone.

But she stood there as if she were a standing statue.

There was a trace of impatience on his face. He turned to pull her arm, but she, who looked thin on weekdays, didn't know where the great energy came from, threw away his hand.

"How can you be satisfied?" She raised her head to look at Lan Qing, with the sharpness he had never seen in her eyes.

At the moment, the loneliness and stubbornness in her eyes seemed to be plated with a layer of golden light by anger, which was particularly dazzling.

And her whole person is just like a small hedgehog with a sword drawn at each other's end. She pricks up her whole body like a big enemy.

"Lan Qing, President of Lanzhou University, plays with other people's lives. Does this really make you feel a sense of accomplishment? Drive all the people around me one by one, destroy my whole life, and then act as the Savior? "

"Yes, we have a contract first, but I am an individual. I am not a gift given to you by Li Tianhao casually. I also have my own thoughts and feelings. I have not given you the right to control my whole life."

Her voice was trembling, but with unprecedented firmness in her eyes, she unconsciously retreated, step by step away from Lan Qing.

"You are the God of all people. But... I don't recognize it, even if... You kill me."

When she said that, she turned and ran away with determination in her eyes.

Lan Qing was surprised by such an abnormal Li Qingning. The last time he stood in the same place with empty eyes, he didn't remember when.

It seems that for a long time, no one dare to talk to him like this. He has been used to the obedience of lowering his head.

Today's sunshine seems to be so dazzling that he can't open his eyes suddenly. He can't help but feel irritable. He pulls off his sunglasses from the neckline of his chest, hangs them on his face and turns to get on the car.

Just now, two people who are still very close to each other and share the same piece of air are walking in two completely different directions in the next second.

But as early as BC, people found that the earth is round.

Fate is a magical thing. Two people who are bound by each other will meet again one day even if they go in different directions.

Li Qingning ran away with a breath, ran to the place where she felt that Lan Qing's sight could not reach, ran to the place where she felt that her legs were very soft, and then slowed down.

Years of no exercise, coupled with days of weakness, the body finally showed her a yellow card. So she gasped and stopped, bending over, her hands on her knees.

Fortunately, the feet of high-heeled shoes are still tenacious, which is a little relieved.

Just that scene, even if I think about it again, she has a kind of feeling of fear. She even dare not look at the man more often. She actually said that to him.

How could anyone dare to talk to him like this? He must be very angry? That's why it looks so peaceful on the surface, just like it was before a fusion reactor reacted.

If she didn't run away in time, I'm afraid she would have been blown up by his anger.

How can you be so impulsive?