Their Intriguing Marriage

"Later, Mrs. LAN found me. She said that she could solve my mother's problem for me for a long time, but in exchange, I had to report all your whereabouts, even your every move."

Li Lin raised her hand and casually wiped it on her face. The makeup on her face was a little flowery, and she looked very embarrassed.

Later, she often recalled this morning, the morning when she wanted the world to be destroyed. Although she didn't want to, she still remembered it.

Lan Qing turned around slowly. When she looked at her, her eyes were filled with disappointment. Her thin lips opened and said:

"So, is there any reason to let a person betray with a clear conscience? Do you still face me calmly every day when you think that you can betray me with your own hard words? What do you think of me? "

He stares at her, his face looks a little blue, he yells at her in a low voice, his fingers holding the cup are pale.

Her face is as pale and lifeless as the moon in late autumn. Over the years, so many secrets have been buried in her impeccable face.

When he thought that he had been stripped and thrown in front of his mother, Lan Qing's anger could not stop burning, as if he wanted to turn the world into ashes.

In fact, as early as Gu fei'er found him, he began to have doubts about Li Lin, because his mother's speed of mastering the situation was too fast, and the only person who knew him well was this personal assistant.

Until he began to investigate the financial situation of his mother Cao Yanqing, he began to gradually determine that the woman around him was the mother's eye, but in any case he could not figure out why she did so.

Until the investigation of Li Qingning's whereabouts, he knew that his mother didn't want him to find Li Qingning, so when she said she couldn't find it, his heart suddenly burst into flames.

"I've never done anything I'm sorry for you!" Li Lin looked at him with her neck in her arms, arguing loudly for herself like a wronged little girl.

"Over the years, I've been careful between Mrs. LAN and you. I dare say I've never said anything important to you."

"What matters to me... When do I need you to make a decision for me?" Lan Qing wrung eyebrows and asked in a low voice.

His fingers became unconsciously stiff, even slightly shaking. Looking at her face, she looked down at the tear and the eyeliner.

His words were not light or heavy, like a shining arrow in her heart, she began to silence, tears could not stop falling down, like a tap that had not been tightened.

Lan Qing half narrowed his deep eyes, with a kind of cold and sharp light in his eyes, "your mother's business, I will find someone to send her to the best regular drug treatment center, you go out."

At the end of the speech, he sat back at his desk. The coffee on the desk was dead. He picked it up and took a sip. The taste was like the unfiltered traditional Chinese medicine with dregs, which made him frown inadvertently.

Li Lin's eyes suddenly looked like the dried up spring eyes. Her tears stopped here.

She looked at him with wide eyes, with an unbelievable expression on her face. She calmed down for a moment, raised her hand to wipe the dirty liquid off her face, and asked in a low voice, "why don't you fire me?"

"I can see your performance over the years. You'd better be honest with me in the future. There's only one chance. Do you understand?" He raised his eyes, eyes fell on her, said faintly.

She was stunned for a moment. She had imagined the scene after being exposed for countless times, but the calm in front of her was the one she had never thought of.

The tears in her eyes gradually faded and began to fade. Her shoulders collapsed slightly, and she looked like a tramp in despair.

Why can he bear his betrayal? Isn't it that he doesn't care? In fact, this is a reasonable thing, she is just a little assistant, because do not care, even if it is a little betrayal, even if it is all kinds of mistakes, can easily forgive, turn a blind eye.

"Thank you... Thank you, Mr. LAN. I went out first." She turned impatiently and wanted to escape. For another second, she thought she would suffocate. Then she rolled her eyes and fell in front of him.

"Wait a minute." His voice was as steady as ever without a ripple.

She stood still, turned slowly, looked at him and said, "what's your plan?"

"Continue to investigate Li Qingning's whereabouts. Even if you search all over the world, you should find her." At that time, his eyes had already fallen on the document in front of him, and his serious expression seemed to be unable to move his Eyeliner away.

Li Lin took a deep look at him and replied softly, "yes." Then he turned and left, even the sound of high heels sounded timid.

When she came back to the office, she felt as if she had been hollowed out quickly. Her last strength was pulled away from her body, and she fell into the chair behind her desk. But in her heart, she felt inexplicably relaxed.

Looking at the seat where Li Qingning once sat, she sighed softly for no reason. Her throat seemed to be crawling with insects. It was itchy and she wanted to say something, but there was only cold silence around her.

She found that she was so lonely. Once upon a time, she always felt that Li Qingning was very poor and had experienced so many waves and frustrations. But now, she has more pity for herself.

She leaned her head heavily against the back of her chair and looked at the sunshine coming in through the window, which was not as warm as summer.

All of a sudden, she seems to smell a cold breath, as if inadvertently spy on the ice and snow ahead of the signal.

Time is like dripping rain, regardless of region, slowly drifting to the hearts of people hundreds of miles away, wet their hearts and eyes, even thousands of miles away, two people in love will always be wet at the same time, a heart becomes cold and wet, drenched by the pouring rain of this time.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was almost noon when Lan Qing put down the document in his hand. Two slender fingers pressed between his eyebrows. His eyes suddenly touched the mobile phone on one side, so his hand subconsciously extended to it. It was like an annoying habit, like an inertia that could not be changed.

Scientifically speaking, he can form a habit in 21 days. He doesn't know when to start. He is used to opening the dialog box and saying what he wants to say in his spare time.

He always felt that she could see that she was just in a temper and pretended to be blind. Or she'll see it one day.

Now looking back, it seems that they have a lot of memories, but he said very little to her.