Chapter 104

Li Qingning was startled by this sudden question and said "ah".

Lan Qing frowned and continued to ask, "what do you say? What does Lin Bai have to do with the photos?"

"Ah, at noon yesterday, Lin Bai angrily threw the photo to me. I think she must have misunderstood me, so she was angry for you."

Then she dropped her head and added, "but please believe me, I really didn't do anything."

She raised her head and looked into her eyes, trying to prove that everything she said was true, but she looked into the bleak and murderous eyes of Lan Qing.

His eyes flashed thousands of troops, but soon returned to calm.

Standing up, he put his hands in his pocket and said in a low voice, "I have something else to do in the afternoon. I'll go first. I understand what you said."

When he turned around, he said with a volume that could only be heard within one meter of the square: "you have a good rest."

Li Qingning was so confused by this sudden concern that he looked at his back with round eyes and watched him leave the room.

If she can see the eyes of Lan Qing who is facing her at this time, she will be able to immediately feel the chill from his deep pupils. His eyes seem to spray countless poisoned silver needles, which are fatal and kill people in the invisible.

He went to the room, picked up a folder on the desk and went downstairs. Only he knew that he had no important documents left at home.

Always thoughtful, he would never allow this kind of thing to happen, and the real reason for his return is only his own knowledge.

Oh no, maybe Li Lin, who is respectfully waiting downstairs at the moment, also knows that he just wants to have a look at the people in the house.

The back of Lan Qing's hand holding the folder has a slightly raised green tendon. It seems that he is not affected by the heat at all. His whole body is like a master of Taoism, emitting a whoosh of cold air.

When she passed Li Lin standing in the living room, she seemed to have the wind on her body, mixed with the pleasant smell of peppermint and lavender, which made her brain lose her mind for a second, just trying to twitch her nose and greedily feel the unique flavor from this man.

Lan Qing walked by her side for a few steps, then stopped suddenly and asked, "is everything ok with the meeting and activities in the afternoon?"

Li Lin was suddenly pulled back to reality by his words, and said: "Mr. LAN, don't worry. Some of them are ready. I have already done something about Ruan Feihan, who is in charge of the entrance of the branch."

He pursed his lips, nodded to her as if in praise, and said softly, "very good." He turned and walked out of the villa.

Li Lin keeps up with him. She runs easily in stilettos.

If she once ran a marathon in high heels, some people would believe her.

She came to the car first and opened the door respectfully for him. After he sat down on the car, she carefully closed the door and then sat in front of the steering wheel to start the car. All the movements were natural.

Looking through the rearview mirror at Lan Qing who looks down to read the documents, he thinks that maybe she is luckier than the women around him.

At least, he spent most of his time where she could see.

She thought so, quickly shook her head, eliminated this unrealistic idea in the source, and secretly laughed at how she could have such a crazy idea.

The sun seems to have changed a little bit in the sky, but the heat is not reduced at all. The temperature is even higher. The ground emits heat from the sun, echoing the sun in the sky.

The city is like a huge steamer, and everyone seems to turn into a trace of smoke in the next second and disappear between the heaven and the earth.

When the car was about to arrive at LAN's, Lan Qing said in a low voice: "park the car at the gate of the company."

Li Lin's eyes were full of surprise as she focused on the front, "but the group of reporters at the door of the company must not have dispersed. In this case, isn't it..."

He just leaned back and said, "what we should face is what we should face."

When she said this, Li Lin saw his calm face in the rearview mirror, and calm.

When the car was parked in front of the company's gate, the number of reporters guarding the company's gate was one-third less because they couldn't stand the heat and couldn't see the real one.

Left behind, see that only three domestic Lamborghini limited edition sports car, eyes flashing with excitement.

That kind of light is even more dazzling than the sun hanging in the sky at the moment, as if with a kind of joy for the rest of life.

It's like a hungry little beast suddenly sees its prey, and its eyes emit that kind of greedy light.

Before Lan Qing pushed the door open, the reporters rushed up like hungry wolves, surrounded his car and slapped the glass on the door excitedly.

Somehow, this kind of scene is more like a chase between fans and idols.

The expressions on the reporters' faces and their bare tusks seem to be trying to drag the hard won prey out of the car and get what they want and what they think is valuable.

Li Lin turned her head and saw that Lan Qing's eyebrows were twisted into a knot. Her face became more and more disgusted. She sighed and asked, "do you want to drive the car directly into the garage?"

But she did not expect that, although he was full of disgust on these people's faces, he still insisted on facing them.

His thoughts, even if she has been around him for so many years, are always incomprehensible.

She turned around and sighed. She pushed the door open and got out of the car. With all her strength and the sharp high-heeled shoes under her feet, she successfully pulled apart the reporters who were sucking on the door like octopus. She opened the door and opened the way for this tall man with her thin arms.

When the reporters saw that Lan Qing really came down from the car, their emotions were obviously more excited than when they just saw the car.

For a time, they were sardine squeezing in a boat, pushing their companions or competitors, stretching their arms, trying to reach the nearest part of the microphone, and almost asking hysterically for the words that were written in words and the words were seen in blood.

"Mr. LAN, what do you think of today's major media reports?"

"Mr. LAN, could you tell me something about your wife's cheating on her wedding? What do you think of it? Do you think this is her unilateral fault, or do you both have reasons? "

"Mr. LAN, will this scandal affect your company's advertising partners originally scheduled for this afternoon, and finally finalize the meeting and the evening dinner?"

When he heard the word "scandal", Lan Qing narrowed her eyes slightly and gave the female reporter a special look.