Shen Qingqing's eyebrows are drooping and her long eyelashes are fluttering like butterfly wings. She looks at her snow-white quilt and is slightly absent-minded. Now she doesn't know how to answer Leng Shaoheng's words.

The quiet drop of a needle in the room caused a huge echo. Leng Shaoheng frowned at her, looked at her every frown and lip biting expression, and waited for her answer.

When she just heard these four words, her heart was not without joy and excitement. After this mood flashed, her heart became more and more depressed and depressed.

He said he liked her, but this love made her feel very heavy.

He is the successor of Leng's financial group and the president of Dingsheng group. He is incompatible with her identity. It is impossible for a family like him to marry a girl from an ordinary family as a young grandmother. What's more, there is a Charlotte River between them, which is close to him.

Even now, Leng Shaoheng likes her a little, and her lovely love will always dissipate. At that time, he will throw it away if he is tired of it, just like he said before.

She doesn't want to be a garbage that can be discarded casually, so she prefers short pain to long pain, and she doesn't want to accept such a feeling.

Maybe she is too low self-esteem, as long as she thought that she had lost her innocence and children for five million, she could not act like an ordinary girl.

If Leng Shaoheng finds out that she once gave birth to a son for another man, the reason is actually for money. How can he look down on himself?

"Qing Qing, today is not that you don't speak, I can escape without speaking, I have enough patience, you must give me an answer." Leng Shaoheng's voice was still tender, but her tone became cold and persistent. She knew that his patience had been exhausted.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Leng. I can't accept your liking." Her voice was as small as a mosquito, so small that she could hardly hear it clearly. She buried herself in the quilt from the part below her nose, as if the snow-white sheet was her refuge and could avoid all her suffering.

Leng Shaoheng seemed to guess her answer and asked quietly, "why refuse?"

"We don't fit in." She plucked up her courage and spoke a little louder, but only a little.

"What's wrong?" Leng Shaoheng picked his eyebrows, with a trace of sarcasm hanging from the corner of his eyes.

Shen Qingqing seemed to be annoyed by his attitude. Her face came out of the quilt and said, "excuse me, Mr. Leng, where do you think we are suitable?"

"Talent and beauty are made in heaven." Leng Shaoheng took the document and said carelessly.

This kind of perfunctory words almost made her laugh, "Mr. Leng, we are not from the same family. You are a rich family, and I am a common person in the street. Education: you are a doctoral candidate in finance and Economics Department of Newton University, and I am just an ordinary graduate student in History Department of a university, not to mention our work and income. What do you think is suitable for us? "

"Is work, income, family background, education really so important in your eyes?" Leng Shaoheng's voice sank down, and his eyes were covered with frost.

"Maybe it's not important to you, but it's important to your parents, otherwise you won't marry Miss Xia, will you?" Shen Qingqing stirred up a sneer and leaned against the pillow to look up at him.

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