Chapter 211

Shen Qingqing, like a sunny day and a sudden rain, stood stiffly with stagnant breath.

"Why, am I right?" Leng Shaoheng came closer to her step by step. The sneer was like a blade, and it was very painful.

"I'm not..." She shook her head subconsciously, but could not say a word.

Leng Shaoheng stretched out his hand to hold her small chin and forced her to raise her head. Her eyes, deep as night, were staring at her clear face and saying word by word, "because you like the sound of the river wind, you just say that to me, don't you?"

His hand strength is very big, Shen Qingqing eat pain frown, desperately shaking his head, want to get rid of his cold fingers.

"When you said that, I seriously reflected on whether I really didn't pay attention to you and wanted to treat you well in the future." Leng Shaoheng said that there was a trace of pain hidden in his sharp eyes, which made Shen Qingqing's heart hurt unconsciously.

"It's ridiculous that you just use those words as an excuse His voice was deep and dumb, as if with the ice of ancient times.

"I didn't!" She yelled at the top of her voice.

The act of covering Jiang Fengming's coat just now is right from the heart, but it doesn't mean that she likes Jiang Fengming.

As Shen Yingying said, the man is too cold and lonely. She just wants to add warmth to him.

But ask yourself, she did not feel the heart of him.

On the contrary, it was the man in front of her. His every move made her heart ache so much that she couldn't breathe. Now his words are more like a thorn in the heart, so that she wanted to say all sealed in the mouth.

"Then explain to me what you were doing? Do subordinates take care of leaders? Which subordinate will put on his coat for the leader Leng Shaoheng's tone is sharp.

He didn't even realize that his attitude was like a boyfriend who was in love for the first time and kept asking questions. Naive and unreasonable.

"I, President Jiang, he has a fever. When I saw him shaking, I put on a coat for him. It's so simple..." Shen Qingqing was unable to explain.

"He has a fever. Won't you call the hospital? You're his assistant, not the babysitter in his life! " Leng Shaoheng's incessant questioning.

"But I'm his assistant and he's my friend! Isn't it normal that I care about my friends? " Shen Qingqing raised her eyes and looked at him stubbornly.

Wen Yan Leng Shaoheng's smile became more and more secretive, "normal? I ask you, what do you think I am? When I hurt my arm, did you ask me if it hurt? "

He rolled up the cuffs of his suit and untied the Cufflinks of his shirt, revealing his strong arm. There was a scar about seven centimeters long on it. The wound had healed, but the scar was stubbornly left on his white skin.

Shen Qingqing's eyes trembled when she saw the shocking scar. The scar was left for her, but afterwards she never asked how the wound was recovering and whether she had applied medicine.

When she faced Leng Shaoheng, she always avoided, even involuntarily blocked the five senses. She couldn't see what people were doing in front of her. Maybe she knew from her heart that this man would never belong to her, so she deliberately avoided it.

This is the snail's survival rule, for fear of being hurt, retract into the thick shell.

"Sorry, Mr. Leng, I..." She bit her lower lip and opened it weakly.

"I don't need your answer. I'm sorry. I just need your answer." Leng Shaoheng forced her strongly.

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