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Chapter 411 One Word, One Marriage 17
Chapter 490: One Word, One Marriage 17
Zhanmo's heart tightened, and the pain was severe. The time he stayed with her was not as long as her childhood sweetheart Qin Xifeng, but at least it was longer than Long Lifei's time with her. He didn't think Long Lifei was the most suitable for Qingcheng people.

Even Qin Xifeng, he thought it would be more suitable than Long Lifei.

It's not that Long Lifei is not good enough or good enough, on the contrary, he is too good and his position is too high. If Qingcheng is with this person, he is doomed to be tired all his life.

"I know you care about me, but as a friend, enough is enough." Ye Qingcheng crushed the cigarette butt between his fingers, stood up and said, "I have always been very clear about what I am doing."

After the sound fell, he got up, turned around and left.

Zhanmo stood up, facing her back and said uncontrollably: "Qingcheng, he can't give you the happiness you want, and you are destined not to belong to the presidential palace."

Ye Qingcheng paused in his swift steps, without turning his head, but his back became obviously stiff.

Zhan Mo said: "Whether Mrs. Mingxi or Miss Ziqi are born, they are destined to belong to nobles, and they are destined to live in the midst of drinking and drinking. How about you? Are you sure you can adapt to the step-by-step life in the presidential palace?" , can abide by the rules of such a framework, can wear high heels to accompany you to various banquets, and socialize in vain, can you bear such a life for the rest of your life?"

The hands hanging on the sides of the body were tightened suddenly, clenched into fists, the veins were faintly visible, and finally the spine was straightened, and he walked out of the house.

Zhanmo sighed heavily, not because he wanted to hit Qingcheng, but because he wanted her to recognize the truth.

It is inappropriate for her to be with you.

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In November, the sky was very high and blue, but the wind was a bit cold. It blew into the collar of the shirt, cooling the left side of the chest. The sun was shining brightly and warmly on her body, but she felt that the surroundings were as cold as an ice cellar .

The black car stopped in front of her. Qin Xifeng got out of the car and walked up to her, "Brother asked me to pick you up."

Qin Xifeng opened the car door, turned around and saw her complexion was not good, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Ye Qingcheng came back to his senses, replied, bent down and got into the car.

On the way, Qin Xifeng glanced at her from the corner of his eye from time to time, as if he wanted to say something to her, but seeing that her face was not good, he decided to say it next time.

Some words still have to wait.

The car parked in the parking lot, and there was an elevator directly to the floor of Long Lifei's office. Qin Xifeng took her to take the special elevator. Ye Qingcheng stood at the corner of the elevator, with his hands in his pockets, his expression was indifferent, emotionless, and his eyes were lowered. Like a lonely person isolated from the world.

After getting out of the elevator, Qin Xifeng and Ye Qingcheng walked to the door of the office. Qin Xifeng knocked on the door, got approval, and pushed the door open.

Qingfeng had already delivered the food and was ready. Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was going to salute, his eyes swept over Qin Xifeng, and the words stuck on his lips, lowered his eyes, and calmly called out: "Miss Ye."

Ye Qingcheng responded vaguely, and when he looked at Long Lifei, just as he put down the document, his eyes also looked at him. The two people's eyes met through the air, and there was a split second before Qingfeng. Naturally, the atmosphere was a little weird.

Fortunately, everyone present is a master at hiding emotions, especially Long Lifei, who got up and sat down at the dining table, looking at Ye Qingcheng: "Why don't you come over for dinner?"

Ye Qingcheng said "Oh", and looked sideways at Qin Xifeng: "Let's have dinner together."

Together?
Qin Xifeng naturally wanted to have dinner with Qingcheng, but his eyes looked at Long Lifei.

Long Lifei glanced at Ye Qingcheng unremarkably, and ordered Qingfeng to prepare the tableware.

Qin Xifeng immediately walked over, pulling Qingcheng's wrist, sat down, "Thank you brother."

Long Lifei nodded and said nothing.

Ye Qingcheng kept his head down while eating in silence, not chattering like before, giving people a very dull feeling.

Qin Xifeng felt it when he saw her, and he also pretended not to know at this moment, picking up food for Ye Qingcheng, and brushing her loose long hair from time to time, "Qingcheng, you should eat more, you seem to have lost a lot of weight recently."

"Is there?" Ye Qingcheng touched his cheek with his left hand, smiling brightly: "This is the legendary skinny beauty."

Qin Xifeng added vegetables to her bowl again, "You don't need skinny beauty, because you are beautiful no matter what you look like."

The vegetables fell into Ye Qingcheng's bowl, and before she could speak, the person next to her directly put the vegetables that Qin Xifeng gave her into his own bowl.

Both Ye Qingcheng and Qin Xifeng were stunned.

"Brother—" Qin Xifeng hesitated to speak.

Long Lifei's stern facial features were expressionless, he put a piece of meat in her bowl, and said calmly, "Ah Qing doesn't like eating green onions."

Qin Xifeng's eyes fell on Long Lifei's bowl, and there was a green spot on the meat he gave Ah Qing. He felt uncomfortable for some reason, so his eyes turned to Ye Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, when will you stop eating green onions? Why don't you know?"

The eyes of the two men were on Ye Qingcheng at the same time.

Standing by the side, Qingfeng could feel the weirdness of the atmosphere, let alone Ye Qingcheng, who pressed the chopsticks to his lips for a few seconds, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I eat when I'm in a good mood, and I don't eat when I'm in a bad mood. Do you have an opinion?"

In the past, it was good to have something to eat in the military area, but she was still picky and picky. After she came back, she had more than enough to eat, and the picky eating problem that she had developed at home naturally returned.

She doesn't eat green onions in the presidential palace, and every time she tells the kitchen not to put green onions, if she has to put them, she will pick them out and don't eat them.

Answering half-truth and half-false, Qin Xifeng smiled and didn't go any further, and didn't add food to Ye Qingcheng.

The three of them finished the meal in silence. For some reason, Ye Qingcheng felt as if he was chewing wax. This feeling was really uncomfortable. The problem was that he shot himself in the foot with a stone, and his mood became even more depressed.

After the meal, Qingfeng packed up his things, and Long Lifei asked Qin Xifeng to go out first, because he and Ye Qingcheng still had something to talk about.

Qin Xifeng nodded, and before turning around to leave the office, he deliberately looked at Ye Qingcheng and Long Lifei more, and was also thoughtful.

Qingfeng packed up his things and left first. There were only the two of them left in the office. The remote control of the curtains was in his drawer. The curtains could be lowered by the remote control, and the lights in the room would be turned on, without obstructing the view.

He poured a glass of warm water and placed it in front of her together with the medicine box.

Ye Qingcheng took the medicine boldly and drank the water, but did not put down the glass, and put his eyes on the water glass, "Tell me if you have anything to say, so I can go back to sleep after I finish."

Long Lifei sat down beside her and leaned sideways on the sofa, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"No." The answer was so fast that it was hard to believe.

Something flickered in Long Lifei's dark eyes, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and slowly opened: "Would you like to hug one?"

"Eh?" Ye Qingcheng suddenly looked up at him, suspecting that she had heard wrong.

"Cough." Long Lifei looked away from her face, pretending to be natural and rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, "Before you pestered me to promise to hug you a few more times."

Ye Qingcheng looked at him, especially his pretending to be calm, inexplicably found it funny, "Long Lifei, it's actually you who want me to hug you!"

Long Lifei frowned, as if angry, he glanced at her coldly, got up and was about to leave.

Ye Qingcheng quickly grabbed his sleeve, "Long Lifei..."

The voice is soft and soft.

Long Lifei looked down at her clear and dust-free eyes, and sat down again with a harmless request.

Ye Qingcheng didn't let go, but played with his cufflinks instead, and said to himself: "Long Lifei, do you also think that I don't know anything other than being competitive, and I don't fit in this circle at all? "

But her family was like that. Ye Jia and Lin Qi never taught her the rules of the upper class nobles. What they asked her for was basic courtesy and principles of life. As for other things, they never asked her strictly.

Long Lifei heard the words, frowned, looked at her, and asked without answering: "Why do you have such an idea?"

Ye Qingcheng didn't look up at him, and continued to play with his cufflinks, saying: "For example, Yan'er, when she drinks, she must drink the best wine. Taste the wine slowly, and she can tell the month and place of production; and I Maybe I can only get myself drunk; or like Aunt Gu, who can cook tea, organize charity parties, and raise funds to help those children, but I can only shoot and kill people; Qiang, I know how to cook and do housework in life, unlike me, I may not even be able to tell the difference between oil, salt, sauce and vinegar..."

She doesn't care about talking in ink, she cares about how she is thought of in his heart, he always says she is too competitive.
There was a trace of surprise in Long Lifei's eyes, surprised at what she was thinking, a big palm landed on the top of her head, feeling cool to the touch, Ye Qingcheng raised his eyes to look at him, his handsome face was close at hand.
"Why do you want to be like them?"

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