An Liqi pulled the corners of her lips, sucked her nose and asked:

"why do you stay up so late?"

The man on the other side was leaning on crutches under his arm. Obviously, his leg was broken, but he couldn't see any decadence. On the contrary, he looked at her with more pity.

He didn't talk. He just looked at her.

After being exposed, an Liqi reluctantly turned her eyes to the jasmine flowers in his yard, nodded her head and admitted: "I'm very worried."

With a heavy sigh, Fang Qingchen still looked at her without blinking, and could not hear any joy or anger in her voice:

"if I can do it, you don't ask me to try it."

An Liqi raised her chin slightly and narrowed her eyes with provocation in her eyes:

"what do you mean?"

"If you leave with me, I can guarantee that Ling Zhenyu's current crisis will pass as planned."

Fang Qingchen's words didn't bring any emotion. It was like a mechanical statement of an event, which was no big deal. It was similar to the fine weather tonight.

"Leave? What do you mean

An Liqi brows up, eyes have been contaminated with vigilance, and even voice has been infected with anger.

"Qiqi, I think you also know that Ling Zhenyu is in a bad situation now. If he only relies on himself, he will be suppressed and unable to turn over."

Taking a breath of cold air, the cold sweat in the palm of her hand is already greasy. It turns out that things are more serious than she expected. No wonder Ling Zhenyu can't even make a phone call.

Without waiting for an Liqi to react, Fang Qingchen continued:

"Qiqi, you and Ling will never come to an end. It is estimated that no one in the world can stand up to what the master Ling wants to stop."

An Liqi cried defiantly:

"I don't believe that Ling Zhenyu can do it. What's great about master Ling? He's just an old grandfather, not a God. Why does he want us to listen to him

Unexpectedly, she cried so shocked that Fang Qingchen's tense expression suddenly softened. He walked forward eagerly with his crutches. He almost tripped over the jasmine under his feet. At the moment when he grasped the railing with both hands, his crutch fell to the ground.

"Qiqi, don't cry. I'm just analyzing it like this. Things may not have reached that stage - besides, there is still me..."

An Liqi shook her head and cried in tears:

"what are you? I want Ling Zhenyu to win. I don't like the old man. I always threaten this and threaten that. Why is it so bad?"

"Good, good, he is bad, we deal with him together, you don't cry..."

Fang Qingchen would like to give himself two mouths. Originally, she was talking about Ling Zhenyu. She was so excited that she had already known that she would not say so. She blamed Lu Tian for that fool. He couldn't be bad!

Think so, the mouth still has to keep persuading.

An Liqi is now wholeheartedly crying. It seems that she can't listen to anything. She recognizes that Ling Zhenyu is in a difficult situation.

Fang Qingchen bit his teeth and said:

"Qiqi, don't cry. I will help him through this stage."

The cry stopped. The little woman blinked at him, but soon began to cry:

"I don't owe you any gratitude. Ling Zhenyu can do it alone, he can handle it!"

With black lines on her head, Fang Qingchen was so anxious that she could not help but comfort her:

"OK, you are right. Everything you say is right, OK, auntie."

"Go away! I hate you. I hate anyone except Ling Zhenyu! "

Anliqi simply unreasonable, pointing to the square light dust roar.

"No, Kiki, I'll tell you..."

Fang Qingchen is stunned for a moment, and grabs the railing to explain.

"I don't want to listen to you. I'm going to find Ling Zhenyu. I'll go now and tell him nothing to worry about. I'd rather die than embarrass him!"

Then she went back.

"Angel!"

Fang Qingchen was so anxious that she was sweating on her forehead. Seeing her stop, she breathed a sigh of relief and eagerly added:

"don't be impulsive. Now you go, he doesn't have time to see you."

This sentence is like a bolt from the blue, directly split an Liqi awake.

I shouldn't be able to see her.

Even Zhao tezhu called. He must be afraid that it would not be safe for her to deliver the medicine at night, or that she would go there to worry about him --

in fact, he didn't want her to know the crisis of the company.

So she can't go, she can't give him any more trouble.

"Qiqi, don't worry. There are solutions to everything. Mr. Ling is trying to force Mr. Ling to bow his head. He is used to tyranny and dictatorship. Mr. Ling doesn't recognize his granddaughter-in-law. He doesn't agree. He still refuses to accept all the tricks he makes behind his back."

An Liqi turns around in place, her eyes like black glass are staring at Fang Qingchen"What are you talking about? How do you know that? What kind of identity are you! Are you the old man's spy?! Say, you -- "

very emotional, an Liqi directly rushed over, across the railing, and grabbed Fang Qingchen's neck collar.

He was wearing short sleeve pajamas, which were loose and flabby. When he caught him, his pajamas were lifted up a lot and his stomach was exposed.

"Well, it's all gone, all gone. Don't be impulsive. Things are not what you think."

Fang Qingchen fixed himself with one hand and grabbed the pajamas with the other.

However, an Liqi was angry. She used brute force on her hand, so she didn't let go. Finally, Fang Qingchen was so anxious that she forgot her injured leg in plaster, and then there was a scream -

"ah!"

And then there was a "plop".

Fang Qingchen fell on the jasmine beside him.

An Liqi didn't give up, his wrists were all scratched on the railing with him, * of pain.

Looking at the tragic situation of Qingchen on the opposite side, she also forgot her wrist. When she came back, she realized that she was just very excited. Looking at the person who was crying in pain, she asked:

"how are you, Mr. Fang?"

"Dying!"

Fang Qingchen tried to stand up with one hand and tried several times. He just sat down under the railing and complained: "Qiqi, do you hate me so much? If I hadn't fallen on the jasmine, I would have been disabled all my life! "

"I'm sorry, Miss Fang. I didn't want to..."

"Come on. You can't sleep anyway. Sit here and talk."

Fang Qingchen didn't let her finish, with your finger pointing to the ground inside the railing, said without good breath.

An Liqi looked down at the man sitting on the ground. Originally, she didn't want to agree, but when she thought that no one would talk back, she simply sat down:

"are you not sleepy?!"

"With you - I'm always in the mood."

Fang Qingchen put his arms around his knees and looked up at the twinkling stars in the distance.

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