Xia Qinghe came very fast.
He came in and sat opposite me. Naturally, he was almost anti guest.
She always likes to dress pure. What she wears is still more campus style, but slightly more mature.
This dress and appearance is almost a pure goddess sought after in school.
But the inside is not so consistent.
I'm used to her real appearance, but I really can't treat her as an ordinary student who hasn't graduated.
Few of the children who are ripened by rich families are really short-sighted.
"What can I do for you?"
Xia Qinghe asked.
There are not many people around here, and the house is relatively quiet. There are still those small compartments with no ceiling.
I'm not afraid that others can see it. When Xia Qinghe came in, he didn't hide it.
Her face generally looks the same as before, but she has trimmed her skin in some places and made a micro adjustment by the way.
It's not the same as before, but it's inexplicably familiar.
"Are you not afraid of being retaliated by Qin for what Qin did?"
I asked with a single shot.
Xia Qinghe paused, as if he heard a joke. "Are you kidding? Do you have any evidence that I did it? I don't know whether to do it or not."
Compared with Tang Qingqing's single stupidity, Xia Qinghe's more than double the number of paragraphs.
Otherwise, Tang Qingqing would not be able to deceive him to do such a thing under his nose.
"Do you really think you've cleaned up your clues? There are no perfect things in the world. There will be loopholes. Where do you get confidence? Shouldn't you put your brain in your head?"
I looked at her with my chin up and said.
With great interest, he observed the changes on Xia Qinghe's face.
But after coming back this time, Xia Qinghe really has more skills than before.
At least there are few mood swings now. The mood control is good, and it will converge more than before.
This conversation is doomed to be fruitless, but I didn't find her for this purpose.
It's just a meeting before the war.
Anyway, everyone doesn't know the details of each other. Even if I cheat her, she doesn't know whether it's true or false. If it's a mess, it's just right for her.
But if it doesn't succeed, there's no loss.
At least this trip has yielded a lot of things.
"What do you know?"
Her face was a little tighter than before. I learned a little about micro expression. Although I didn't learn much, it's just good to use at this time.
I looked at it without trace, smiled and said, "a lot, for example, the last time, for example, this time you installed a person in the Qin family. Although you are not in the team, you left a lot of hands and feet when doing things for you."
I said slowly.
I looked at her, trying to see what could change from her face
After all, these are just my guesses.
If the inside meets the outside, the nail must be in the Qin family.
I doubted Qin's team, but after thinking about it, it shouldn't be so. If it was really a person in the team, according to Xia Qinghe's methods and practices, he would directly grasp the framed and couldn't lift his head. How could he leave me a chance to breathe and be vigilant.
It can only be said that although this nail is within the Qin family, it is not so powerful and can penetrate into the interior.
However, in the final analysis, it is just speculation.
Xia Qinghe's pupils contracted, his facial muscles were a little tight, his eyes subconsciously avoided me, and then he smiled and said, "do you have hysteria? You can make up such stories. Just be a screenwriter."
"I don't have such a great ability to insert people in the Qin family. If you say so, Miss Tang will kill her heart."
She bit dead and refused to admit it.
But the unnatural reaction just now told me in another way that these guesses were right.
I don't want to argue with her here. Today, I finally got something I want to know. If I continue to tangle like this, I won't be of any use except for wasting time.
"Miss Tang guessed wildly and decided to leave?"
Xia Qinghe looked at me in surprise, his tone slightly improved, and said with some displeasure.
"Yes."
When I was ready to open the door, I stopped and looked back at her with a soft smile. "Since I know the people you installed and the next plan, what are you doing here? Will you stay to discuss with you how to improve the plan?"
I said sarcastically.
Xia Qinghe looked ugly this time. He got up and supported the table with both hands. "What do you know, or who are you going to make up a man to frame me?"
Although she spoke bluntly, she looked at me without blinking, as if she wanted to stare a hole in my face.
With such a nervous look, she almost believed my story.
I just smiled at her, but her mood was more nervous, and she didn't even bother to pretend. She directly asked me what I wanted to do. Is it difficult to complain without evidence?
The meeting must have been unpleasant.
It's just that Xia Qinghe is unhappy. I'm in a good mood.
But next, we have to face not only the positive you come and go.
The consequence of exploding these things is that Xia Qinghe will certainly use cruel means to speed up the speed to let me die.
But even if I die, I have to pull a cushion together.
……
There has been little progress in the past few days.
Several members of the team in the office finally questioned me.
It's already the afternoon of the third day.
There were constant arguments in the room. I sat quietly in my chair without talking, but looked at the mobile phone interface.
Qin Langjun's finger tapped the table slightly.
The house was quiet as if it had been agreed.
He looked at me across the table, his eyes light, "still need time?"
Qin Langjun was wearing a smoky gray suit. His cuffs were slightly pulled up to his wrist, revealing his luxurious watch. Even when he bent his fingers and knocked on the table, he had an unspeakable feeling.
I smiled and picked up my cell phone, "no need."
On the mobile phone is a cleaner holding roses and walking to my desk. There is a micro camera on the desk, which can see clearly.
"Show me flowers from others?" his voice was still light and dumb, but a little heavy.
The appearance of hanging his lips like a smile makes people feel his emotions.
"Not just this."
I said calmly, looking at the mobile phone screen, but the hand on my knee still couldn't help clutching tightly. My fingernails pulled at my knee to temporarily suppress my mood.
The back was tight, but it was wet with sweat.
I'm gambling, too.