"So, I decided to resign and start my own business. But, Qingning, do you know? "

From here, the story seems to have entered a sad bridge. Ruan Fei and Han Yi suddenly look sad on their sunny face, which makes Li Qingning, who just can't help but doze off, feel excited.

"You won't know how hard it is to start a business."

He bravely took a big sip of the cold coffee in front of him. At this time, the bitterness could not affect his mood.

He cleared his throat and continued, "you know, I haven't had a good sleep for a long time. Qingning, look at my dark circles."

But when Li Qingning looked up at him, he saw only a very strange face.

She was embarrassed to smile at him and said, "then you should pay attention to rest."

With these words, she had the impulse to kill herself immediately, because on Ruan Feihan's face, the expression of the affectionate hero in the bitter love drama deepened a little.

"Qingning, thank you for your concern."

With these expressions, he can be shortlisted for the Golden Globe best nomination every minute, killing Lyon in seconds. Li Qingning wails in her heart. God knows that she just said it casually.

"Qingning", he once again covered her hand on the table, this time, strength let her some pain, and unable to escape, had to quietly look at him, listen to him go on.

"If it wasn't for the last resort, I wouldn't disturb you... After all... We used to..."

He stopped for a long time, just holding her hand and looking at her, with 100% affectionate eyes, even for a second, she had believed that there was something between them.

Soon, she pulled out his red hand again, rubbed her wrist and said to him, "we have known each other for so many years, although we haven't been together..."

Word by word, she stressed the five words "not together." but if you have difficulties, I will try my best to help you within my ability

After hearing this, he was inspired and took a deep breath as if he had made a big decision.

"My company is facing difficulties in operation now, as you know, many big companies don't look up to our newly established small companies and are unwilling to cooperate with us, because the cases of small companies can't make much money."

"I heard that last night LAN officially launched the biggest project of this year, the angel project. I think... If we can get the advertising cooperation case of this project, the company can gain a firm foothold in the industry."

"It's not just that. It's estimated that we can quickly get on the right track from now on. Qingning, do you know what I mean?" Then he winked at her and looked at her expectantly.

However, Li Qingning's eyes widened, as if to force her to understand something unrelated to her. "So, what do you mean when you tell me about it?"

Ruan Feihan, who was sitting opposite, could not help but help his forehead. "Qingning, you have become Lan Qing's wife now. Isn't a small advertising cooperation willing to help me? How to say, we have known each other for many years. "

The sad color on his face increased by one point, which made people have no doubt that tears would flow out in the next second.

Li Qingning waved his hand in a hurry and said: "no, it's not what you think. I didn't talk to Lan Qing..."

He quickly interrupted her attempt to explain, with a heroic and resolute tone, said: "well, today I have put down all face to say, if you really want to die, then I am wrong about you."

With that, without giving her a chance to distinguish, she grabbed the briefcase beside her and walked out of the coffee shop.

Li Qingning holds his head with a sad face and looks at his back from the French window. He is as tall and slender as he was then, but somehow, he suddenly feels more and more strange.

After returning to the office, she forgot her real situation all afternoon. She held her head against the table and thought hard about how to solve the problem of Ruan Feihan.

Joserin glanced askance at her as she passed, trying to teach the office a lesson.

But on second thought, Lin Bai, who just took office, seemed to be the woman in front of her.

So in line with the principle that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, she turned a blind eye and left her to continue her errand.

The weather is getting warmer, and the night seems to be slower than before. When the sky is still hanging with the same color of fish belly white, colleagues are like cheerful birds released from the cage, chirping out of the office.

Li Qingning, on the other hand, is like a chicken on the verge of death, stripped of its hair, dragging its body out of the control of its soul to the outside of the company.

All afternoon, she didn't understand whether she should help Ruan Feihan or not.

For some reason, a clay Bodhisattva appeared in her mind, and the river at her feet flowed rapidly. This clay Bodhisattva still drags life on his body, but seeing this, his lower body melts a little and disappears into the cold river.

In the car, Lan Qing still looked at all kinds of colorful forms, and full of documents.

Just sitting there watching is enough to make people dizzy, but he can keep 12 points of concentration in the rickety environment of the car.

So that he did not notice Li Qingning's sad face, and did not see her mouth again and again.

After returning to the villa, he went straight back to the room and did not show up again.

Li Qingning was anxiously pacing back and forth in his room, just like the mouse before the earthquake, echoing Ruan Feihan's sentence "I'm wrong about you".

She thought, maybe Ruan Feihan really faced the situation of dying. How could he talk to a woman before he had to, or the woman he once loved?

When she thought of the word "loved", she felt a little shaken in her heart. If she thought like this, would she feel a little self indulgent?

But then she patted her head and said to herself, "this is not the time to think about it."

When she walked around the room for the 150th time, she made up her mind to have a try. If she succeeded, she could save him from fire and water. If she didn't succeed, she would receive at most a few white eyes and a few scolds that are irrelevant to her now.

Anyway, she won't have any loss,.

So the heart a horizontal, she walked to the blue engine room with a solemn and stirring pace, there is a heroic sense of death.

Quietly push open the door of Lan Qing's room, but see and usually quite different from him.

A few buttons were untied on the white shirt, and the tie ran at random around the neck. His hair was a little messy, but at the moment, he had a different kind of sexuality.

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