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Name:The poisonous CEO Author:
Was this fate?

"Don't touch her. I will take care of her myself."

Although he knew that he was the main character on the topic, hearing it personally from He Qiu's mouth made him feel different. He could not say what it was like, but following that, Ning Jin heard a few sounds of laughter.

With your eyes wide open, could it be that Ning Qian's performance at the royal ball today was all indicated by He Qiu? However, he was doing this to help her escape from Lin Da's conspiracy. Ning Jin felt that she was becoming more and more confused the more she thought about it.

What exactly did He Qiu mean to her?

What did Lin Da do before this, that made it so that Ning Qian would make things difficult for her at the royal ball, making her step down from the stage earlier. Ning Jin did not forget what He Qiu did to her at the apartment, but now she was at a loss again.

"I haven't forgotten, but I loathe your presumptuous opinions even more." He Qiu's expression changed abruptly, the color in his eyes became deep, but his tone was extremely cold. He took a step forward, and placed both his hands on the two sides of the wheelchair.

"I know you like her. You've fallen for the woman your brother likes, the enemy you think you are. What do you think? Even though I know what you're thinking, I'm still trying my best to follow you like a dog. "

He Qiu did not react, even the secretly Ning Jin did not react either.

However, their reasons were different.

She is the new me! I will shock Lin Da when she speaks, but he … she does not know.

"Is that enough?"

After a minute of silence, He Qiu finally spoke. He looked into Lin Da's eyes without any ripples, as if he did not possess any destructive power. However, the moment Lin Da looked into his eyes, he could clearly feel the sound of his heart breaking.

So it turned out that he really did like her.

Because he looked at her in his heart for her sake.

Lin Da could still vaguely remember He Qiu used to look at the old man's face when he looked at the photo after He Ze's death. But now that the situation had turned around, he had really fallen in love with the woman called Ning Jin.

Lin Da also had a cold expression. She responded to him with a word by word, and said: "After this Fashion Show is finished, regardless of whether you're successful or not, you must return. Otherwise, I will tell you everything, and at that time, even if you're unwilling, you will still be powerless."

He Qiu's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Are you threatening me?"

Lin Da shook his head. The expression on her face was nearly ferocious, but it was still astonishingly beautiful. She reached out and rubbed He Qiu's face until it slid down to his chin and his eyes followed the tip of his fingers.

"You forced me into this."

Some things make sense, and many things don't go back, at least not to them.

After half a minute, the redness in her eyes which had fallen down had faded a lot, and the initial look in her eyes had also disappeared without a trace. She looked at He Qiu who was smiling gently, and then she bent over and picked up the jacket from the ground.

"Don't catch a cold in the cool weather."

Everything was normal. It was as if everything that had happened just now had never happened, until Lin Da pushed He Qiu away and left, Ning Jin directly sat on the ground.

Ning Jin didn't know how he managed to get him out of the villa, nor did he know what she did on the way there to actually cause his car to stop in the middle of the road. But the biggest problem was, there weren't many people on the road to the villa, let alone begging for help.

Ning Jin finally understood what it meant to drink cold water to the point of stuffing one's teeth into one's mouth.

However, He Qiu's words were still echoing in her mind, what did they mean? Was He Qiu really interested in her?

Liu Yan suddenly shook her head.

His mind was in a mess.

There was still some distance between them and the car. Furthermore, she was dressed like this, so there was no one around her. If they were to meet any criminals, things would not be good.

It was dark and shady.

Ning Jin looked at his phone, and then opened his contact list, but after looking for a long time, he still could not find anyone to help her. It was already 10 o'clock at night, and with the addition of Autumn, most people were staying at their homes.

Just then, a flash came from behind the car, Ning Jin was delighted, he immediately opened the window and peeked out, following that he shouted: "Please help me!"

The voice was loud and the air echoed.

When the sound of the engine died down, it meant that the car had stopped.

Ning Jin did not blindly stop the carriage, she could vaguely see that the person driving was a woman. This gender was even more comforting than that of a man's, causing her to feel a lot better when the car stopped.

Ning Jin immediately opened the door and stepped out, walking towards the other party. At that moment, the other party also got out of the car, and Ning Jin said with a smile: "My car doesn't …." But since he had nothing else to say, Ning Jin frowned.

What kind of luck was this?

This was because the owner of the car she had stopped was actually Lin Da, the woman who showed goodwill to her in front of others by cutting her back. If she was here, wouldn't that mean …

Ning Jin did not know whether to turn around and leave or to continue with the previous topic.

"It's the CEO's wife. What a coincidence."

Lin Da was different from Ning Jin who was conflicted. His smile became natural and he closed the door of the car before walking towards her. He looked at Ning Jin's car for a bit, and then passionately said: "Do you need my help?"

Ning Jin calmed his emotions and answered: "No need, I can handle the good questions myself."

The corner of Lin Da's mouth curled up, he did not think much of it, "We are all friends too, now that you are in trouble, I can see the reason why you should not help."

The corner of Liu Yan's mouth curled up in a mocking arc. These words sounded really good, it was unknown who was behind them.