his allure

Chapter 482 Chapter 482

It's about his gentleness, he can't help but be calm.

But it was precisely because of his tenderness that he had to remain calm.

That night, the lights in the conference room were brightly lit and never dimmed.

Lu Xicheng made an extremely meticulous deployment from all aspects, ensuring absolute safety in a certain sense as far as manpower can do.

His carefulness also made everyone's nerves tense, and no one could bear the result of failure.They couldn't even imagine that if something happened to Zheng Qingqing, would this man go crazy?
He is like a thread that has been stretched to the extreme, and if there is a little more external force, it may break.

Also on this night, Zheng Weiqing had a very beautiful dream.

She dreamed of a small and cute child, staggering towards herself.He calls himself "Mom" and has the same facial features carved out of the same mold as Lu Xicheng.

Zheng Weiwei felt that a certain part of her body suddenly became complete.

In the days that followed, there were no waves and troubles, except that Lu Xicheng was almost incomprehensibly cautious, everything was fine.

All the people who know Zheng Qingwei's existence are envious.How beautiful and lucky a woman must be to be unreservedly pampered by a man like Lu Xicheng.

One day later, it was a rare sunny day in winter.

Lu Xicheng accompanied Zheng Qingqing to go for a walk outside, the snow-capped world was very white and peaceful.The sun fell on the bodies of the two of them, giving them a bit of warmth.

The Lu residence is far away from people, and most of the time it is quiet.

Lu Xicheng supported Zheng Qingwei and walked along the river bank in silence.

Zheng Qingqing said: "Xicheng, I'm a little tired."

Hearing this, Lu Xicheng bent down, and said softly, "Gently, I'll carry you back."

Zheng slightly hooked his lips and couldn't help laughing.

She covered his broad back, allowing him to hug her.

The embankment along the river is covered with snow, and people walking on it will inevitably get stained.The snow on the soles of Zheng Qingqing's shoes left a darker trace on Lu Xicheng's coat.

She looked down, a little shy: "Sorry, I made your coat dirty."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter what you do lightly." There was a hint of tenderness in his tone.

Zheng Weiwei's thoughts moved slightly, and she almost frowned immediately: "Can I do whatever I want?"

He smiled and said, "Yes, except leave me."

Such a low and hoarse tone.

Zheng gently lay on his shoulders, at this moment, she could just see his eyes.

He was looking down at her, the tiny light in his dark eyes was flowing gently, and the only thing he could see was her.

Zheng Weiwei looked at him like this, thinking a little sourly and happily, there will never be another man in this world who loves him like Lu Xicheng.

Zheng Weiwei knew that she and Lu Xicheng were inseparable.

He couldn't do without himself, and he couldn't do without him.

It was at this time that Yan Che's news came.

Chang Qingyang ran over from a distance, and under Zheng Weiwei's surprised eyes, he stopped in front of them panting.

He said with a serious expression, "Ma'am, something may have happened to Mr. Yan."

Yan Che is critically ill, at most, there is only one month left.

When the two heard the news, they fell silent in unison.

(End of this chapter)