Their Intriguing Marriage

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Li Qingning couldn't listen to what she said. She slowly slid from the toilet cover to the ground, squatted silently on the ground, shrunk into a small ball, and buried her head deep in her knees.

After a while, the whispering voices were gone, and she got up to go back to work.

But when I got up, I found that my long squatted leg was numb, so I had to limp back to the office.

She just sat down in her position and began to sort out the task that another colleague assigned her in the morning. At this time, Qin Lu once again stood at her desk with a half human height paper in her arms.

She looked up and saw Qin Lu. She stood up and wanted to apologize to her again, but the other side opened her mouth first.

"These documents are a collection of the works of designers at home and abroad in our company over the years. Now that we are in the design department, this is a must. You should sort them out today. The director told me that I would take you well, and I will certainly do my best."

There was no anger on her face. On the contrary, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. But this smile made Li Qingning feel uncomfortable.

She looked at the thick folder piled on her desk and took a breath, but she said, "well, I'll finish it as soon as possible."

Qin Lu opened her mouth and didn't say anything more. She felt a trace of compassion in her heart. However, when she thought of what her colleagues said in the rest room, she felt unbalanced and turned back to her seat.

Li Qingning took a deep breath and buried himself in the pile of documents.

As time went by, night gradually fell, and her colleagues passed by one after another after work. They looked at her with sympathy or schadenfreude and left the office.

After a while, she looked up and stretched out, only to find that all her colleagues in the office were gone, and the city outside the window was full of lights, but she didn't know when to leave and go back to have a good sleep.

Thinking of going back, she suddenly thought of what Lan Qing had said to her before leaving at noon. She was surprised. She raised her hand and looked at her watch. It was almost two hours since the time of leaving work.

It was despair that occupied her whole heart.

She ran to the elevator and pressed the button to light up one floor. After she ran out of the company, she found that Lan Qing's car was still there.

He whispered to himself, "it's over." he didn't dare to think about it and ran to his car.

Open the door, see sitting inside, look serious Lan Qing, voice actually a little tremble: "sorry, I work overtime, forget the time, that... You go back first, I still have work to do."

Lan Qing didn't say much, thin lip light Qi just said a word: "go."

Li Lin, who was in charge of driving, heard that there was a slight difference in his tone, so she didn't dare to ask any more questions and started the car.

After the car drove away, Li Qingning, who was standing in the same place, felt a little lost, but it was strange that even she didn't know what she was looking forward to.

Can you expect Lan Qing to show up for her again? In that case, I'm afraid her life will be more difficult. What's more, why does he stand out for himself?

Thinking of this, she turned and walked back to the LAN's building.

After the car drove out not far, Lan Qing suddenly said: "stop." It's the unquestionable tone he always had.

Li Lin was busy stopping at the side of the road.

He got out of the car, opened the door beside Li Lin, "get out of the car, you take a taxi to go back, I want to drive to relax."

Li Lin said anxiously, "this is not good, is it?"

Lan Qing looked at her, there was a kind of magic in her eyes, "what's wrong, can I lose it?" There was a flicker of impatience on his face.

Li Lin sighed and had to get out of the car. With a long leg, he got into the car, started the gas and went away.

He drove aimlessly and drove back to the downstairs of the company. So he got out of the car and leaned against the door, but his head unconsciously looked at the bright window on the 18th floor.

I don't know why that stupid woman didn't know how to refuse. She had to be so patient. However, what kind of position would he stand on to help her?

And she is just an agreement, this irrelevant person, why can again and again confused his mood?

Distracted to sit back in the car, he put the throttle to the maximum, the wind outside the window blowing in, but can not disperse his thoughts.

He didn't know where to go, so he drove to LAN Guifang again.

I suddenly remembered the little girl who was very similar to her yesterday. I didn't know what I was looking forward to. I simply shook my head and strode into the night scene.

As soon as I went in, I saw the Beijing social garden Wei sitting beside him yesterday.

She sat on the high chair beside the round table, one leg bent, one foot on the bracket under the high chair, and the other long leg stood straight on the ground.

The sequin skirt on his body reflects the dazzling light. There is a thin Marlboro cigarette between one hand and two fingers. His eyes are blurred but full of charm to look at him.

The men around her kept pouring wine to her mouth, and some even took the opportunity to put their hands on her shoulders and put them on her bare thighs.

The corner of Lan Qing's mouth flashed a smile of evil spirit. I don't know why he suddenly became interested in this woman.

He went straight up to the woman, grabbed the glass of wine that the man had gathered in front of her, and drank it with his neck up.

After drinking, he shook the empty glass in her hand and said playfully in his eyes, "I've drunk a glass of wine for you. Do you want to compensate me?"

Yuan Wei is proud in her heart, thinking that men are men after all, and that they can't escape from her own hands.

She took a puff of the cigarette between her fingers and slowly spit it out towards him. The peppermint smell of smoke was flowing in his nose. It smelled so good that it ignited the fire in his heart.

"Then you have to ask the gentleman next to me what he means."

She slightly approached her, the smell of Chanel five perfume mixed with the smell of peppermint in her mouth, attacking his sense of smell.

At this time, the light in the night scene was a little dim, and she could not see each other's face clearly. The man beside her said with a trace of displeasure: "who are you?"

At this time, the spotlight of the stage shines on them, which shows Lan Qing's frowning face.

The man's tone became weak for a moment: "who should I be? It turns out that it's LAN Jiushao. The lighting is just bad. I offended you for a moment. So, you have fun. The consumption tonight is mine, OK?" Then he walked away in a hurry.

With a smile in her eyes, Yuan Wei said, "Lan Jiushao, why do they call you Jiushao? Is it true that there are eight brothers? "