Their Intriguing Marriage

Shen Xingchen looked at Lan Qing and nodded to the opposite woman, saying, "well, sister Qingning, don't worry. There are he Jiawen and I in the studio."

Then a little smile appeared on Li Qingning's face, as if he finally let go.

"Qingning elder sister, I specially asked Mr. LAN to bring me here. I just want to see you. There are still things to do in the studio. I'll go first. You take good care of yourself. I'll come again." Shen Xingchen came to her, shook her hand, turned and left the apartment.

"Well done, quick reaction." Shen Xingchen walks out of the apartment building behind Lan Qing, and suddenly hears the voice of the man in front of him.

He looked back at her face and said, "I'll take you back."

"No, it's not very far here. I'll take a taxi. Mr. LAN, you'd better be busy." She said with a wave of her hand.

He nodded slightly and said, "OK, if you like, you can report to the personnel department of LAN's at any time. I'll inform the Secretary of the arrangement." After that, he started to leave.

But Shen Xingchen suddenly called him behind him, "Mr. LAN, can you leave a contact information for each other? Next time I want to see sister Ning, or if you need any help from me, you can contact me directly."

His figure seemed to be fixed there, tall and cold, with a kind of cold feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

She looked at his silence for a few seconds, her heart hanging in her throat.

He turned around, took a card out of his pocket like a juggler, put it in her hand, and left without saying anything.

Shen Xingchen holds the business card in both hands and looks at the black words "President of LAN Qinglan group" on it. Suddenly, he has an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Seeing the shadow of Lanqing driving away from the community, he also walked towards the gate of the community, holding the business card tightly in his hand.

After they left, Li Qingning sat at the dining table, looking at the exquisite dishes spread out in front of him. He was in a trance.

How can she not understand that these are all the good intentions of Lan Qing. He even finds Shen Xingchen in order to let himself eat something. How could she not notice the haggard between his eyebrows, which made her sigh. But at the same time, she also told herself that she could not waver and never sink in again.

Still love him, just don't want to be involved in the feelings of this huge deep bottomless vortex, in his world, she was too tired, so can only resolutely put down. She knew that she would eventually leave.

At noon, the door of the apartment rang again. Li Qingning thought it was the man again, so he ignored it. He just nestled in a corner of the sofa and wrote on the painting in front of him.

But a few seconds later, standing in front of her, is the elegant, smart woman, she looked down at some pale Li Qingning, that kind of powerful aura like to swallow her in an instant.

"Miss Li, we meet again." Her voice sounded polite, but her expression was extremely indifferent.

Li Qingning put down the paper and pen on her lap, stood up, looked at her sharply, and said softly, "what are you doing here?"

She has been unable to do too much entanglement with this woman. Now she just wants to leave.

But Mrs. LAN smiles and sits on the sofa slowly. Her manner is even more dignified and elegant than that of the Empress Dowager in the ancient costume drama.

"Miss Li is very cheerful. We business people like to deal with people who are very cheerful. But I don't know if Miss Li's memory is just as good. Do you still remember what she promised me? " Mrs. LAN raised her eyebrows and looked at the thin woman in front of her,

Li Qingning bit his lower lip, nodded slightly, and said in a cool voice, "of course I remember. I will leave in the near future."

"I hope you can do what you say. I've been waiting too long, but I don't have so much patience to wait any longer." Mrs. Lan's tone was a little fierce.

She raised her eyes and looked at the elegant woman. The chill in her heart almost swallowed her up.

Mrs. LAN stood up and went to her side. She said in a low voice, "after today, you will have a large amount of money on your account. Then you will go far away. No matter where you go, I'd better go to the horizon. At that time, Lan Qing will marry someone else, and then he can really get the remaining 15% shares."

Li Qingning lowered his head, bit his trembling lips tightly and nodded gently.

"Anything else, is there anything else I can do for you?"

She took a deep breath, and her chest heaved violently. Suddenly, a person's face appeared in her mind. She said, "can you help me see Feng Chi?"

"Oh?" Her words aroused Mrs. Lan's interest, picking eyebrows to examine her pale face.

"That's my only request." She swallowed a mouthful of water and said softly.

In fact, it's OK to ask Mrs. LAN to help her leave. Her sphere of influence is so large that it's not difficult to send a person abroad peacefully, but she didn't choose to do so. She didn't want to be controlled by this woman after she left.

Although Mrs. LAN didn't understand, she agreed and said, "OK, I'll send someone to find him now."

When she left, she turned around and added, "Miss Li, you don't have much time left."

Mrs. LAN is really more magical than Lan Qing. Two hours later, Feng Chi appears in front of her.

He looked at Li Qingning's appearance. His dark eyes were full of impatience. He stood quietly opposite her and looked at her silently.

Li Qingning smiles at him, trying to break this silent and silent atmosphere, "Why are you looking at me like this? It's like playing a TV play."

"Li Qingning, have you really decided to leave?" He did not pay attention to her words, but asked seriously.

She also put away the forced smile, nodded gently and said, "well, it's time for me to leave, too."

"OK, I'll help you. I'll help you wherever you want to go." Feng Chi looked at her firmly.

She laughed and said, "Hey, do you want to look so solemn and stirring?"

She took out a sketch with the names of various cities and flight numbers on it.

"This is the route I've planned. First I'll fly to Chengdu, then to Guilin, then to Dali, finally to Sanya, and from Sanya to the United States. This is my specific route, but you have to buy some tickets among them. In fact, I won't really go there. "

Her slender fingers on the paper, a face to explain this seriously, that kind of serious, deeply buried with a huge grief, sometimes, very deep sad, but gave birth to a indifferent face.