Unprepared for attacking wife

Chapter 58 Don't forget, this is your choice
After sending her downstairs to the company, Kapok started to untie her seat belt, but her hair was wrapped around her hair when she didn't want to. The more impatient she wanted to untie it, the tighter it became.

She tugged hard, "Damn it!"

Lian Qinghe took a look, unbuckled his seat belt, and leaned over.

Kapok suddenly held her breath, and stared at him approaching. The outline of the face was as if carved out with a knife. Every corner, every texture, including the thin layer of fluff on the skin, could be seen clearly. !
Immediately afterwards, there was a light smell of tobacco, similar to the smell of green grass and mint, surrounding her.Kapok doesn't like the smell of smoke, but the smell on him is not enough to disgust her.

His fingers were wrapped around her hair, and with lowered eyes, he freed the entangled hair one by one.

Kapok leaned against the back of the chair as much as possible, "Don't bother, I'll do it myself."

He lowered his head, as if he didn't hear, he got closer to her, "There are reporters on the opposite side, it's better to cooperate."

Mu Mian was slightly startled, and hurriedly looked out the car window, and sure enough, he saw a white van, which looked so familiar.

She clenched her fists and said, "I've given them what they want, what else do they want! Do we have to keep following them like this forever?"

Kapok only cared about being angry, ignoring him who was right in front of her eyes, and didn't even realize when his fingertips brushed her skin inadvertently.

His hand froze, he glanced at the skin he had just touched, and resumed his work.Just the fingertips started to feel hot.

He finally freed the last hair, stepped back a little, and then opened the distance between them.

Having seen her, he asked, "You know what they want?"

Mu Mian turned her head, frowning, and said after a long time, "It was Aqian before, but now..." Looking up at him, she fell silent, and her face was full of shame. It was her fault, and she couldn't deny it.

She squinted her eyes, gritted her teeth, and finally made up her mind: "I'll go to them and make it clear! I can't just implicate you like this!"

After she finished speaking, she opened the door and got out of the car. She wanted to go there, but was pulled back again.

Lian Qinghe looked down at her, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were more focused.Kapok was forced to look up, and when his gaze wanted to escape, it seemed to be caught by something, and he couldn't escape or avoid it if he stuck to it.

He reached out and smoothed the ends of her messy hair just now.Kapok dilated his pupils in vain, surprised by his actions, as if he was too familiar with it!
"you……"

"This angle should be very photogenic, and the photos will be beautiful." He said.

Kapok opened his mouth, and at that moment, it was difficult to keep up with his rhythm.

Just when she was about to protest, he closed his indifferent eyes, "Don't forget, this is your choice."

In a word, the blood that made Kapok about to scream and boil cooled down again.

That's right, her choice, Lian Qinghe is purely innocent.

She lowered her head and let him smooth her hair, put it behind her head, and let it fall obediently. Occasionally, the wind would wrap her hair around a few more strands, curling and spinning very cutely.

"Go in," he said.

Kapok nodded stiffly, turned around and walked into the office building.

"Wait a minute." Behind him, he stopped her again.

After taking a few steps, I stuffed the bag I packed just now into her hand, "Remember to eat."

Mu Mian pursed her lips, glanced at him quickly, held the bag tightly, and walked in faster.

Lian Qinghe didn't leave immediately, but took out a cigarette, stood there and lit it, took a puff before turning around slowly.

The white van is still there.

In the afternoon, apart from colleagues coming over to gossip from time to time, Kapok's cell phone started ringing non-stop. Most of them were media reporters, either wanting a phone interview or making an appointment to do an interview.

She took off Xi Yuanqian's title of "Canary" and replaced it with the identity of "Lian Qing and Girlfriend".Obviously, the latter is more lethal!But this time, she was not wronged, and even felt guilty!
After all, it still hurt him.

But deep down in her heart, she was secretly grateful for being able to help A Qian get rid of the media's attention.Even if she is allowed to make a choice again, she will choose to sacrifice others to protect Ah Qian without hesitation!
She knew it was selfish.Therefore, the guilt towards Lian Qinghe became more prominent.

After work, a reporter came to ask for an interview. Fortunately, she took a ride with Sister Zhang and went home smoothly.

As soon as he entered the house, the phone rang.

"It's me, Lian Qinghe." His voice was crisp and clear.

Mu Mian held the phone, and only said "oh" after a while, so embarrassed that she really didn't know what to say.

"Are you home?" he asked.

"Just arrived."

She changed her shoes, threw her bag on the sofa, clamped her phone around her neck, and went into the kitchen to pour a glass of water.

He calmly confessed: "You will be entangled by the media these days. You don't need to answer unnecessary or embarrassing questions. If you encounter someone harassing you, just call me."

Mu Mian leaned in front of the glazed table, holding a water glass, listening to his instructions, the guilt in his heart quietly dissipated, turning into a bottomless black hole.

"I..." She murmured, but she couldn't speak.

What to say?
Tell him that I am very grateful that he can divert A Qian's attention?
The right hand holding the cup began to tremble, and when he turned around to put it back on the table, it suddenly slipped out of his hand.

"what--"

She let out a soft cry, and the cup shattered to the ground.

"What's wrong?" He asked tensely.

"I accidentally broke the cup." She was about to bend down as she answered.

"Don't pick it up with your hands."

Her outstretched hand suddenly stopped in the middle.

He reminded at the right time, of course, it made her feel like she was being watched.In front of him, she was just a blank sheet of paper, unable to hide secrets or cover up darkness.

Come to think of it, there's no need to talk about her thoughts, he should have known about it a long time ago.

Standing up straight, she said to the person on the phone: "I understand, I won't talk too much in front of the media."

"This is my private number, save it, call me if you need anything."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Kapok's tense mood relaxed a little.

This man is too shrewd, everything is under his control, and he can't hide anything, even lying will become a crime!But because of this, she didn't shrink back so much from the various troubles that were likely to arise next.

Dinner is a burrito packed at noon. After being heated in the microwave, the taste is still very fragrant.The scent filled the room of more than [-] square meters, and being surrounded by this smell, a person didn't feel so lonely anymore.

When food is no longer food, but has become a kind of comfort, Mumian Shuer began to understand why he bought this restaurant.

Laugh.

It turns out that the easiest way to know a person is to start with the things he likes!Whether she wants to or not, willing or not.

(End of this chapter)