The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 90 Han Haibo's Thoughts (1)

In the office of the Emgrand Group.

Wen Qiyang sat leisurely on the sofa, fiddling with the champagne in his hand.

Jin Xin beside him stood like a stake, respectful and serious.

In a quiet office.

With a bang, the door of the office was pushed open, and then with another bang, the door was slammed shut.

The petite person rushed to him like the wind, with slight indifference and anger mixed in.

Wen Qiyang didn't need to raise his head to know that there was no other person who dared to act so arrogantly in front of him, except for the woman he held in his palm and regarded as a treasure.

Wen Qiyang drank up the champagne in his glass and raised his hand.

Jin Xin who stood aside respectfully bowed to Qu Qingge, then slowly bowed his head and exited the office.

On the table, the photos in the phone are constantly changing, the playful ones, the cute ones, the indifferent ones, the quiet ones, all of them are Qu Qingge.

It was as if he had been poisoned by her bewitchment, and he hadn't seen her for two days. His heart felt like there were thousands of ants biting him, and he was so bored that he didn't want to do anything.

Now when he saw her standing in front of him, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but his expression was still pretending to be cool.

Wen Qiyang took a goblet for Qu Qingge and filled it with pale yellow transparent champagne.

"Sit down and have a drink?"

Qu Qingge looked at him silently, without responding.

Wen Qiyang was not angry, but stood up slowly, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his handsome and charming face slowly approaching her, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"Little thing, I just thought of you, and you came here. Tell me, do we have a good understanding?"

The scorching heat rushed towards her face, that somewhat stern and evil face was pressed against her profile, and the pure masculine aura made her mind go blank, and she forgot what she was going to do for a moment.

Qu Qingge turned his face away and took a step back.

"I don't care who you want to bother me, don't hurt my friends around me anymore."

Wen Qiyang raised the corner of his eyes.

"Xie Tingting, she dropped out of school, I want to find her back now, don't let the school trouble her."

"Oh?"

Wen Qiyang smiled, and sat back on the sofa, with his slender legs stacked together, he picked up the lighter on the table, clicked, lit a cigarette for himself, took a puff leisurely, and then patiently explained:

"Last time, I told those who hurt you to go away. It may be that your friend misunderstood herself. She thought that the group of people I was referring to belonged to her."

Qu Qingge said grace, with an indifferent expression, now her mind is full of Xie Tingting's comfort, and she has no time to say anything more to Wen Qiyang.So she turned around and was about to leave.

The faint smell of tobacco and the alluring aroma of wine permeated the whole air.

Wen Qiyang stood up slowly, his eyes sank.

"Every time you come here, do you have nothing else to say besides asking me about your sins?"

Qu Qingge froze for a moment, then stopped in place.

He thought she wanted to come to Dihao to find him?From the first time I saw him now, she wished she could run away. God knows how much she regretted meeting this man.If she was given another chance to choose, that night, she would rather throw him out of the window and let him entangle with those unknown killers for a while longer.

Qu Qingge returned indifferently: "If you hadn't always troubled me, I don't think I would have appeared in front of you even once."

(End of this chapter)