Because Shen Qingqing had just hurt him, she had to look at him bitterly and said in a dull voice, "I know."

Leng Shaoheng was in a good mood when she heard the answer she wanted. She did not care about the push she had just made. She picked out a smile from the corner of her mouth, pinched her jaw and said, "I spent two hours with you here. I have to go back to accompany Mo mo. you are waiting for me downstairs at 7:50 tomorrow morning. Don't be late!"

"Yes, Mr. Leng." Shen Qingqing's reply is feeble. It is clear that she is the one to be picked up, but she is as painful as being forced to send someone away.

Leng Shaoheng left contentedly and didn't care about the little injury on his waist. When he walked out of the apartment, he found that he didn't wear a coat. The cool wind rustled into his suit and accelerated his pace.

At seven in the morning, Shen Qingqing's alarm clock rang on time. She rubbed her eyes vaguely and looked out of the window, half complaining that she was sleepy.

Originally, she could sleep for another half an hour, but Leng Shaoheng was determined to pick her up for work. Driving from the east of the city to the west of the city took another half an hour, so she could only get up half an hour earlier.

After finishing her work, she came downstairs early to wait. She didn't dare to leave her story because she was late again. Let Leng Shaoheng seize the opportunity to torture her.

Shen Qingqing lives in a typical white-collar apartment, surrounded by senior white-collar workers or business people. There are many luxury cars in the community, but it's rare to see the limited edition cars like Leng Shaoheng or Jiang Fengming, whose license plate number is 888 or 666.

Rolls Royce, which has been parked downstairs for two days in a row, has attracted the attention of countless residents. Shen Qingqing gets on the bus with crutches in full view of the public. She doesn't breathe until the car turns out of the gate of the community.

Cold Shaoheng slanted her one eye, sarcastic smile way, "so unaccustomed to be watched?"

"I'm not a celebrity. I'm not used to living in an ordinary family since I was a child." She lightly perfunctory way.

"After that, you'll have plenty of opportunities to experience this kind of eye-catching feeling." Leng Shaoheng didn't pick out what he said and said it vaguely.

To be his woman, of course, we should get used to the attention and envious eyes, and she will become his woman sooner or later.

Shen Qingqing turned her lips and pretended not to have heard of it.

A beautiful music ring from her pocket broke the peaceful atmosphere.

She took out her mobile phone and saw that the caller ID on the screen turned out to be Jiang Fengming. Then she remembered that she promised him yesterday that he would come to pick him up this morning!

Shen Qingqing looked at the flickering name of Fu Er. She blamed Leng Shaoheng. She patronized him last night and completely forgot the agreement with Jiang Fengming!

"The phone rings. Why don't you answer it?" When passing the traffic light, Leng Shaoheng glances at her mobile phone. His eyes are always good. He can see the caller ID on it at a glance, asking as if it is unknown.

Shen Qingqing bit her lip. It's hard to say that she hasn't come up with a word to deal with. When he asked, she hesitated to answer the phone, "hello?"

"Qingqing, I've come to your downstairs now. You can come down. Can you be alone? Do you want me to pick you up?" The clear and cool voice of the river breeze comes from the microphone.

The airtight compartment is quiet enough. Although Shen Qingqing has blocked the microphone with his hand, Leng Shaoheng can still hear his words clearly. He picks his eyebrows and draws a smug smile on his lips.

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