Their Intriguing Marriage

Looking at the embarrassed look on Li Qingning's face, Mrs. LAN didn't want to further study. She just said faintly, "since he doesn't know, please invite him to have a meal at home. After all, this is his home, and Lin Bai. I haven't seen her for a long time. Let's call her. Look at you young people, my heart, It's probably going to be a little more active. "

Lan Qing didn't say much, but obediently answered and said, "OK, I'll arrange it."

Sitting next to him, Li Qingning suddenly remembered the scene of the last time she sat at the same table with Lin Bai, when she was in Fengjia. Now in retrospect, she could not help but take a breath of cool air, and her body was a little disobedient for a moment.

As if to feel her strange, Lan Qing and Mrs. LAN silently move their eyes to her at the same time. She quickly lowers her head to drink soup and hides her mind. But Lan Qing sees all this in his eyes, and he knows her reaction, but what can he do

At night, they lay side by side on the bed. Lan Qing gently rubbed her shoulder and said, "I know you don't want to sit with Lin Bai for dinner, but just because of me, how about this time? I'll protect you. Just think she doesn't exist. " His tone was full of guilt, as if he had done something sorry for her.

She shrunk in his arms, stretched out her hand across his body, hugged him, and said, "I'm not wronged. In fact, for Lin Bai, I'm very grateful that she promised to be my Bridesmaid at the beginning. It's just that she may have misunderstandings about me, and I hope that the misunderstandings can be solved as soon as possible. After all, she will be my sister-in-law in the future."

Lan Qing smiles and pinches her face, saying: "I know my Qingning is the most reasonable."

In this world, every moment, different corners are performing different plots, there are warmth, of course, there will be desolation, they each play their own bridge, in their own world to do the only protagonist.

Lin Bai is lying on the reclining chair on the top roof of Citigroup hotel. This hotel is the last one. It is still in the hands of Lin, and there is no industry in which Lan group shares.

Think of here, she can not help but feel a sad mood, makeup is still delicate face showing a bitter smile. In her hand was a goblet that had been emptied, and a bloody mary half drunk.

After autumn, the sky always appears very high and far away, and the space between heaven and earth becomes more vast. Although the wind was cool, she still lay there quietly. Maybe the scenery at this moment was too beautiful.

The dark night is dotted with big diamond like stars. The skyscraper opposite is like a dark concrete forest. Occasionally, one or two small windows give out light, just like fireflies in the forest, which is insignificant.

There are some dazzling white navigation lights on the skyscrapers, as if there are still little spark left in the burned black forest.

Looking at all this, she could not help feeling a touch of loneliness and loneliness. She poured those emotions, mixed with cold, stimulating and sweet liquid, into her throat, and then covered them with all the residual temperature of her body.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that there was a simple and happy time when she seemed to have no worries. Her eyes can't help flashing bright light, like diamonds in the corner of her eyes. The high embankment built in her heart finally collapsed under the impact of alcohol.

She closed her eyes gently, isolated the whole world, and her face suddenly looked like that little girl.

Consciousness began to blur and jump. The aftereffect of cocktail was so huge that even if she closed her eyes, she felt like she was spinning around. In this trance, she seemed to see her father, Lan Qing, who looked at her gently at that time, and many, many scenes that made her cry.

Vaguely, between the eyelids opening and closing, she seems to see the shadow of Feng Chi. Although she is not sure whether it is illusion or reality, she still smiles at the shadow, and then opens her arms. The next second, she loses consciousness.

When she woke up the next morning, she was in bed in the executive suite of the hotel.

She thought that she must have cried last night. As soon as she opened her eyes, there was a pain in her eyes. She didn't study how her clothes were changed into pajamas. She wore slippers beside the bed and went straight to the bathroom.

At the first sight of the figure in the mirror, she was as frightened as a ghost, and almost jumped up. In the mirror, the woman with disheveled hair, dark face, and bags under her eyes falling on her chest is like a woman who has always been in excess for a long time and has no vitality.

After several deep breaths, she finally accepted the cruel fact that the man in the mirror was herself. She sighed softly, trying to recall what happened last night, but she found that she could not remember anything. As long as she tried to recall, her head seemed to split. She simply didn't think about anything. She let go of the water in the bathtub, took off several large white shirts and sat in.

When she simply tidied up and went out of the bathroom, she found that Feng Chi didn't know when she came in. She sat on the sofa and couldn't see any emotion on her face.

"Why are you here?" As she wiped her hair, she sat down beside him and asked subconsciously.

Feng Chi sat up from the sofa, faced her and said, "what's on your mind?"

She looked at him with wide eyes and shook her head.

"Is there any difficulty at work, or is it not going well?"

Early in the morning, she was confused by his series of questions. While slowing down the action of wiping her hair, she still shook her head.

"Don't drink alone in the future, OK?" He could not help but put her in his arms, with a tone full of heartache and concern.

Her nose was hot and she nodded gently.

When Li Lin opened the office door, Lan Qing was sitting behind the desk, chin in one hand, leaning against the chair, sharp eyes fell somewhere, as if thinking about something.

She walked up to him and saw that the coffee cup he was holding had lost its heat. It was brought in by her in the morning, but now it looks like a cup of bitter and cold Chinese medicine.

She quietly leaned over to pick up the coffee cup, and nothing came out. This is the skill she has practiced around Lan Qing for many years, aiming at not interrupting his thinking.

But Lan Qing seemed to be waiting for her. When she stood up straight and planned to turn around, he suddenly said, "go and invite Lin Bai and he Jiawen. I'll have a banquet in the villa tomorrow night. Then he said that Mrs. LAN has come back and invited them to come home to have a formal dinner."