Their Intriguing Marriage

Feng Chi kneels down in front of Lan Qing with his head down, and his hair is scattered on his forehead.

Looking at his figure, Lan Qing's mind was shocked.

He turned abruptly to hide the emotion in his eyes. There seemed to be some emotion burning in his chest. There was a voice shouting wildly in his chest.

In the final analysis, he was born a man. Even though he was bloodthirsty and ruthless, he always had some compassion for the people around him.

The dull pain in his chest reminded him of his friendship with this man for so many years.

Yes, for so many years, he was like his own brother. How could he bear to watch the proud Fengchi in the past and face himself in such a humble manner?

"If Lin Bai is really wrong... Then I'm willing to take all the blame for her. If this kneeling is not enough, you can send me to prison. Just please let Lin Bai go."

Feng Chi's voice hit some place in his heart.

Lan Qing's lips tightly together, his heart is cold and hot rolling, more than 20 years of friendship, now strange let his heart a dull pain, but the eyes are increasingly cold.

"Do you really... Love Lin Bai so much that you are willing to do anything for her?" Lan Qing head didn't return ground to ask a way.

"Yes, I'm absolutely sure." Feng Chi's voice was firm as never before.

"You go, I'll drop the case." Lan Qing's voice is faint, as if from the distant horizon, but it lights up the kind of light in Feng Chi's eyes.

He stood up and rolled his long neck and Adam's apple up and down as if he wanted to say something, but he licked his dry lips and didn't know what to say.

"Thank you, Lan Qing." In the end, he chose the most conventional way to express his thanks.

However, Lan Qing seemed not to buy his account. He said "go" and would not say more.

He can't tolerate the betrayal of people around him, especially those close to him at the same time.

It was like a dagger in his body, a sharp fingernail on his chest, a tusk on his neck, which made him frown.

He suddenly felt a kind of unprecedented loneliness, as if he had extracted all the sounds in his world. He lived alone and in the vast cold universe. All the sounds were buried in the dark black sea. The whole world had nothing but himself, and nothing existed.

This loneliness made Lan Qing swallow the vodka in his glass and fill it with another.

Feng Chi looked at his black, tall and deep back, drooped his eyelids, pondered for a while, turned and walked out of the office quietly.

Hearing the sound of the office door gently opening and closing, the voice in Lan Qing's heart finally burst out uncontrollably, just like the fission of countless atoms in the universe at the same time, producing huge energy, which will burst out in an instant, to burst his chest and open a pink mushroom cloud.

He threw the bottle in his hand to the ground, and the crystal glass bottle fell to the ground like this, making a huge, almost heroic breaking sound. It became mottled pieces and scattered all over the ground, just like his heart at the moment.

He thought that he had already trained the skill of no intention, and no intention would make him sad. But why does he feel that the position of his heart is so painful now? It's like the pain of bursting. His brows can't help tightening together.

He suddenly lost his mind and wanted to see Li Qingning. He was like a vampire in an American drama. He was very bloodthirsty and greedy for her warmth.

So, regardless of her abnormality at noon, he picked up the phone and dialed the inside line.

After three waiting for the prompt sound, Li Qingning's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

It was strange that they were so close, just separated by a wall, but he didn't want to go to her in person.

A philosopher once said that the dirtiest thing about people is their self-esteem. But we still need such self-esteem to maintain this difficult life.

"Li Qingning, come in." Lan Qing spoke coldly.

But there was some hesitation on the other end of the phone. As usual, every time he gave an order, he would immediately press down the phone. Today, however, he was extremely patient. After that, he still stuck the receiver of the phone to his ear and listened to the other party's response.

"Mr. LAN, what do you need?" Li Qingning's voice is full of careful exploration.

He frowned, a flicker of impatience in his voice, and said, "I'll let you in."

After that, he hung up the phone.

This man, his patience is extremely limited.

Listening to the "doodle" sound coming from the receiver after hanging up the phone, she lowered her eyelids with a little embarrassment on her face.

She just looked at Feng Chi and left in a hurry. She didn't know what was going on inside. She didn't know what she was going to face if she was in the past.

Looking at Li Lin's empty seat, at this time, she was sent to inspect the activity site, and now she couldn't avoid contact with Lan Qing.

She took a deep breath and thought of Li Lin's words. She should still maintain the minimum professional, work and personal feelings, or learn to distinguish clearly.

During working hours, she is just an ordinary assistant, and how different Lan Qing can be from an ordinary boss is at most difficult.

Thinking about this, she felt a little relaxed and got up to walk to Lan Qing's office.

There was a soft knock at the door, but there was no response inside.

He didn't change as expected, and he was as arrogant as ever.

She gently pushed the door open and went in. She saw Lan Qing sitting on the leather sofa in front of the wine cabinet, leaning against the back of the sofa, her two straight and slender legs cocked up, her arms in her hands, her eyelids drooping, like a meditation.

But her face was so quiet that she seemed to be asleep again. She didn't notice her existence at all.

"Mr. LAN, are you looking for me?"

She tried her best to sound official without any emotion, but Lan Qing didn't respond.

Looking around, all of a sudden, the broken glass on the ground and the liquid with the charming aroma of alcohol attracted her attention.

Her pupils dilated slightly, looking at the mess on the ground, her heart began to pull.

What happened just now? The scene seems so fierce. Did Feng Chi collide with Lan Qing?

Her brain is running at a high speed, coming up with countless possibilities.

But at the moment, Lan Qing just sat there quietly, looking lonely and desolate all over, which made Li Qingning's heart soften. He almost gave up his resolution and went forward to hold him with his arms and warm him with the limited heat of his body.