Their Intriguing Marriage

Early in the morning, Li qingninghuai took a large pile of documents from the finance department to Lanqing's office to show them to him. While she was still in the elevator, her mobile phone suddenly rang, ringing through the narrow space.

I do not know when to set the crayon Xiaoxin funny bell attracted people in the elevator have sideways, she hung her head, eager to bury her head in the pile of documents.

But the other party is very persistent again and again keep dialing in, she blushed, trying to free a hand, took out the pocket of the mobile phone, a glance will see the dazzling name.

She frowned and tried to put the receiver close to her ear. A familiar voice came along with the radio, "Qingning, I heard you were hurt? are you all right? How are you doing? "

"How long has it been? Now you come to ask me if it seems a little hypocritical?" She said in a low voice.

"Oh, look at you, my father is still very concerned about you. I'll visit you at LAN's villa tonight."

Before Li Qingning refused, the beep came from the receiver after hanging up. She had no choice but to put her mobile phone back in her pocket.

The hand holding the document was sour. She bared her teeth and moved the hand. Her heart beat a little faster. She even felt that if she opened her mouth the next second, the heart would jump out of her throat.

Before entering Lanqing's office with the documents, she took a deep breath, then pushed the door and went in.

"Mr. LAN, this is the document you asked me to get." Her words came to his ears like a vacuum. He sat there motionless, his eyes fixed on the folder in his hand, looking at her like air.

Li Qingning had been used to this kind of neglect for a long time. He gently put the document on his desk, then turned around and planned to float out quietly.

But the cold voice came from behind, "the driver will take you home tonight, I may be a little late."

She turned her head, gently "Oh", pushed the door open and went out.

Her eyes are a little lonely, she doesn't know, Lan Qing can't see it, but Li Lin in the same office can see it clearly.

It's said that the onlookers can see clearly. That's probably the truth.

After work, she walked out of the door of the company and opened the door of the familiar car. There was no blue engine in the car.

What she was looking forward to was beyond her understanding.

When I got home, it was completely dark. Today's night is particularly heavy, the sky is only hanging sparse starlight, the moon is also lazy to show half a face.

She got out of the car and looked up to take a deep breath to relax her body, but the night sky made her heart heavier.

He turned to the driver and said with a smile, "thank you very much." After that, she sighed and walked towards the villa.

As soon as he entered the gate of the villa, the housekeeper welcomed him and said, "Miss Li, a gentleman has just arrived. He said that he is your father and is waiting for you in the living room."

When she heard this, she thought of the man's face, her stomach turned and her eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He nodded to the housekeeper and went into the living room.

At the moment, Li Tianhao is sitting on Lan Qing's real leather sofa, with his legs up, enjoying what Lan Qing usually drinks, a bag of Earl's black tea worth her one month's salary.

She stood motionless in front of him with a stiff expression.

Li Tianhao looked up at his daughter and said with a smile: "it's the president of LAN, even the tea is so different. We can't find a channel to buy such good tea even with money."

Hearing this, Li Qingning said angrily: "grunt, you have seen me, I'm ok, now you can rest assured, then go quickly."

She twisted her brows, and her eyes drifted somewhere in the air. She didn't even want to look at the man.

But Li Tianhao was not moved by it at all. When he laughed, he squeezed out his eyes, which were not big. He even looked obscene and trivial, which made Li Qingning's stomach more turbulent.

He raised his hand to hold her wrist and was about to pull it down. He also said: "you look at this child. If you marry someone, you don't know your parents. How can a father drive away just when he comes here? Sit down and talk to your father."

His palm with hot temperature, let Li Qingning moment a disgust, this completely without any family physical contact let her incomparable. She tried her best, but she could not get rid of his tight hand.

She was so anxious that she almost cried. Her voice trembled and she said with a cry: "you let me go, I don't want to sit down..."

"You see, you are a child who has been disobedient since childhood. Is it so difficult for your father to let you sit down?" Li Tianhao's face is still with that kind of disgusting smile.

"Let go." Lan Qing's low voice came from the door and said in an unquestionable voice.

Li Tianhao was stunned and let go of his hand around Li Qingning's wrist. His face looked shocked, but it was just a flash of panic. Then his face was again covered with a sign like smile.

"Mr. LAN, you've come back so early. I'm talking to my daughter. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't I stay for dinner and then go..."

His voice sounds very flattering. With such a father, Li Qingning wants to find a way to get in.

Lan Qing slightly frowned, side head sternly asked: "housekeeper, why now anyone can enter Lan's villa, where do you think this is, people's Square?"

The housekeeper quickly lowered his head. His voice sounded weak. "Sir, he said he was Miss Li's father, so I let him in. I don't know..."

"If you make a mistake, you can't correct it in time." With that, he went straight upstairs, looking tall and resolute.

The housekeeper licked his dry lips, went to Li Tianhao and said, "Mr. Li, please." He made a gesture of invitation.

"This..." the man who was flattered by himself personally gave the order. Li Tianhao's face couldn't hang. He snorted and went out with his hands behind his back.

Li Qingning went up the stairs silently with his eyelids drooping. He stood in front of Lan Qing's study door and hesitated for a while. He pushed the door open and went in.

At the moment, Lan Qing was sitting behind the carved pear wood table. He didn't do anything. He just sat there quietly, looking down and thinking about something.

Today, he always felt very uneasy, so he rushed back to the villa in a hurry after finishing his work. It's not surprising that he saw such a scene.

When he just saw Li Qingning face almost cry the same expression, he had a great effort to resist the impulse from the heart, rushed to give the man a punch.

Now that she has made it clear what she thinks, why should he put down his position to show her kindness?

But Lan Qing, who has been surrounded by groups of women for many years, seems to have forgotten that sometimes emotion needs a little initiative.