CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

"OK, I see."

Shen Qingqing nodded lightly.

Seeing her careless appearance, Leng Shaoheng frowned a little displeased.

As soon as I hit the steering wheel and stepped on the brake, the car stopped steadily on the side of the road.

The sudden sudden brake makes Shen Qingqing puzzled, and he looks at the man in the driver's seat.

"What's the matter? How did you stop? "

Leng Shaoheng's tone sank, with some helplessness and suppressed anger.

"Qingqing, are you just perfunctory when I speak, and don't care?"

Leng Shaoheng's eyes were fixed on Shen Qingqing's face. He seemed to want to see her thoroughly. He looked at what she was thinking in her mind and heart.

"How?" Shen Qingqing knew that Leng Shaoheng had blown up his hair, and quickly appeased him.

"I've heard every word you said just now. No matter what happens in the future, I'll be the first to tell you. Is that ok?"

"I was just thinking about something. I'm a little distracted. I'll keep your advice in mind. Don't worry."

Shen Qingqing raised her hand and gently put it between Leng Shaoheng's eyebrows. With a little coolness, she helped him to smooth his frown gradually.

Her hand seemed to have a kind of magic, like glacial water, pouring in from his forehead, which instantly extinguished his anger, leaving no spark.

Leng Shaoheng's mood instantly calmed down, stepped on the accelerator, and the black Aston Martin galloped again on the road.

"What were you thinking?" Leng Shaoheng takes a look at Shen Qingqing.

"When can I go back to Zhanfeng?" Shen Qingqing's eyes flashed a bit worried, "things have passed for some time. I'm afraid it's too late to go back. If those antiques are sold by Jiang Fengming, the clue may be broken again."

"I know you are in a hurry to go back, but you have to wait for your hand to be completely recovered, and the hospital has also told you to protect it, or you will leave sequelae, which will be more troublesome."

Leng Shaoheng naturally knows Shen Qingqing's mind. "Don't make any other ideas. It's impossible for you to go back to Zhanfeng now. Don't even think about it."

The man's tone sank, with the overbearing and command that can't be refused.

Shen Qingqing pursed her lips. Before she said this, Leng Shaoheng knew what she wanted to say.

Between them, it is really more and more tacit understanding.

"I try not to move my left hand, can I? I promise! "

Although Shen Qingqing knows a man's temper, she still wants to strive for it.

After all, the longer the delay, the more likely the clue will be interrupted or disappeared.

"No way." Leng Shaoheng's voice is even deeper.

"I went back to Zhanfeng just to get the clues of those antiques. If I went back late and the clues of antiques disappeared, would I not have suffered in vain?"

Shen Qingqing continues to think hard about the words and tries to persuade Leng Shaoheng.

"No, I won't agree. Stop it." Leng Shaoheng's attitude is obvious, firm and will not waver.

"You Shen Qingqing was so angry that she couldn't say a word. Seeing that he didn't like oil and salt, she hummed all over.

"If you don't let me go back to Zhanfeng tomorrow, you'll sleep by yourself later!"

Now it's Leng Shaoheng's turn to look at her with a look of disbelief.

"Qingqing, you even threaten me with sleep because of this?"

Shen Qingqing picked eyebrows, with a bit of provocation, "then you try."