Their Intriguing Marriage

The driver was waiting by the car. Seeing Lan Qing's rickety figure from a long distance, he knew that he must have drunk a lot in the past few hours, so he quickly opened the door to meet him.

He threw off the driver's hand and fell into the car.

The driver shook his head, got into the car and drove back to the villa.

"Mr. LAN, here we are." Half an hour later, the driver called respectfully, but there was no sound behind him.

"Mr. LAN? Mr. LAN? Mr. LAN

He called tentatively again, just as he wanted to ask the housekeeper to carry him into the villa. Suddenly, the door opened behind him.

Lan Qing stumbled out of the car and walked towards the door of the villa.

The driver saw that he was in such a state that he got out of the car and wanted to help him into the villa. However, he raised his hand and indicated that he didn't care about him, and then continued to walk forward.

After entering the door, he was facing Li Qingning's face.

Her face was as calm as water, and she asked softly, "are you back?"

He raised his hand, pressed his temple, opened his eyes again, and the face he had been familiar with was still in front of him. So he was sure it wasn't an illusion, and there was another wave in his heart.

"Li Qingning, why can't I get away from you wherever I go? Can't I get away from your face?" His eyes were red and staring at her.

Her face was full of doubts, "what are you talking about? I don't understand

He raised his hand and pinched her chin. He said sternly, "tell me, how can I stop seeing your upset face? You tell me

Li Qingning shook off his hand and rubbed his chin. "I don't know what you're talking about... You hate me. Just let me go."

At this time, there was a smile on his mouth, "let you go? You think so. "

She suddenly realized that there was no reason to talk to the drunk, so she summoned up the courage to step forward, took his arm, "you're drunk, I'll help you back to the room."

Lan Qing frowned and threw hard. The little shadow beside him sat on the ground. He couldn't bear it, but he walked towards the room upstairs.

It usually takes less than two minutes to get there, but now it seems very long. He walks step by step, but in his mind, it seems that he is playing fragments of a movie, and the pictures once flashed one by one.

The woman, smiling, nestled up to him and said to him, "honey, after we return home, we'll get married, and then we'll stay together every day and never separate, OK?"

She said: "you go, you want to inherit your family business, I also have my dream, we are not destined to be the same people."

"Lan Qing, I don't love you anymore. I don't love you anymore. Do you understand? "

"Hello, my name is Li Qingning... I can do anything, as long as you help my father's company through the crisis."

"Xiaoqing, when you see what happened to your father and aunt Fang today, you have to pretend that you don't see anything and don't know anything. Do you understand?"

"Sir, I really... Can't drink."

Fast forward scenes poured into his mind, just like a lantern. All the sounds interweaved and made him have a splitting headache.

Slowly back to his room, and then fell on the big bed.

This night, he seemed to sleep very well. He no longer sat up in nightmares in the past innumerable nights, and then had to rely on alcohol to survive until dawn.

When he opened his eyes in the morning, he was subconsciously blocked by the sunlight coming in from the window.

He was about to get angry with the housekeeper and asked why he had opened the curtain, but he saw Li Qingning lying by the window with a wet white towel on his head.

Her sleeping face is very beautiful, like a sleeping kitten, or a deer?

Eyelashes quiver slightly, should be doing a sweet dream, her nose is very strong, sometimes gently twitch a few nose.

She had a sketch book in her hand, with an unformed pendant on it, and a sketch pencil in her hand.

He looked at her quietly, and after a while, her eyelashes flickered and slowly opened their eyes.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, but when he sat up, he saw that he was sitting on the bed quietly looking at her Lanqing, and he was startled.

"Er... I... you had a fever last night. The servants all went to bed. I just... I gave you a cold compress. Are you ok?" She explained incoherently.

But he just lowered his head and picked up her design draft, flipping through it one by one.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes and asked, "do you like design?"

"Yes, I haven't studied professional design, but I've been studying hard on my own."

Lan Qing didn't answer any more. He just looked at the painting with his head down, as if he was very serious.

"Are you... OK?" I do not know where the courage, she was ready to reach out to test the temperature of his forehead.

He didn't seem to be used to this sudden closeness. He turned his head and avoided her hand.

He put the draft in his hand on his side. After three seconds of meditation, he raised his head and said, "today, go to the design department to report. But if you don't do it well, you still have to go away. "

Words fall, a long leg stretch, out of bed began to take off clothes.

When Li Qingning came back to his senses, he was already naked and was about to take off the trousers he had not changed last night.

Feeling the heat on her face, she quickly rolled up the painting on the bed and left his room.

Looking at her leaving back, he felt strange and indescribable again.

During the day, while Li Qingning is still sitting at the front desk, wondering whether Lan Qing's words in the morning should be taken seriously, Li Lin appears in front of her again.

"Miss Li, Mr. LAN asked me to tell you to go to the personnel department at 10 a.m., and then you can go to the design department to report. Besides, don't forget to have dinner with Mr. LAN on the 28th floor at noon today."

With that, he nodded politely to her and turned away.

When Li Xin heard Li Lin's words, she was shocked at first, and then said in a sour tone: "Oh, it seems that some people have finally succeeded? Congratulations. "

But Li Qingning can't say anything this time. After all, she was transferred to the design department because of a sentence from Lan Qing.

So in one side quietly pack up things, while also enduring the gossip of Li Xin.

But fortunately, she finally came to the end of the day and night with this kind of people, thinking about it, she was also relieved.

She held her belongings to the personnel department, HR staring at her resume, frowned into a Chinese knot, but did not say much.

This is the person that Mr. LAN personally orders. I think it's not small. However, Mr. LAN is very strict and principled in his work. Today, how can a woman with no professional background be assigned to the design department, the core Department of the company?