Chapter 84

Others may not know what happened here, but Wang Lin saw it clearly.

On her beautiful face, there was still a simple and elegant smile, but the smile began to lose its temperature and crack with cold.

In her eyes, a man who has always been indifferent and arrogant has been so careful to care for and please a woman.

"Try it. The beef here is very special."

As soon as the waiter brought up a plate of iron plate beef and lifted the lid, the meat was still sizzling on the iron plate. Liao Zhenbo seemed a little uneasy. He picked up a chopstick, put it close to his mouth and breathed hot air, then carefully delivered it to Fu Xiaoqian's mouth.

Fu Xiaoqian just hesitated for a few seconds and opened her mouth to take the meat.

Liao Zhenbo holds his chopsticks in the air. His eyes are always cold. When he looks at her eating, there is a strange light. Wang Lin knows that the light is called expectation.

He expected Fu Xiaoqian's affirmation after tasting.

Wang Lin's hand holding chopsticks was shaking. Her whole blood seemed to be freeze-dried. At first, she was a little inflexible. She wanted to try her best to hold the round thing, but no matter how hard she tried, the round thing seemed to be against her and ran far away at a touch. She couldn't see what the round thing was, because she felt her vision was beginning to blur.

But she still had to hang that smile. She thought that she must be decadent at the moment.

She pulled back her chopsticks, picked up something, rolled it in the dipping dish in front of her and put all the mustard in her mouth. The first time to update

a bite up, choking spicy straight to the nose, bringing out the two lines of her tears, "cough, cough, cough."

He grabbed the towel placed on his left hand side and buried the whole face with delicate light makeup. Finally, he found a reasonable reason to express the surging emotion at the bottom of his heart. She only gives herself ten seconds. After ten seconds, she will be the smart Secretary Wang.

"Wang Lin, are you ok?" Fu Xiaoqian really thought she was choking and patted her back.

This is exactly what Wang Lin doesn't need at this time. She avoids Fu Xiaoqian's hand and takes the towel away from her face. "Thank you, madam."

Then she stood up from her seat, pinching the foot of goblet with her boneless fingers, with an apologetic look on her face, "I'm sorry, I was rude just now. Here's to everyone. "

With such temperament, a group of men's hearts are already itching, but due to Liao Zhenbo's silence, the atmosphere on the table is cold. Wang Lin's this station is undoubtedly aroused the man's heart, want to release but have been repressed desire.

"Of course you have to drink this wine."

"Drink, drink, drink." Everyone stood up with their glasses.

With the exception of Liao Zhenbo and Fu Xiaoqian, this book is nothing. The level is already there. As Wang Lin's superior, they can choose not to drink.

However, when Fu Xiaoqian also wanted to blend in with the atmosphere with red wine, he was stopped by Liao Zhenbo. His low voice, even in the noisy environment, with deadly penetrating power, fell into Wang Lin's ears so easily, "you should not drink, drink juice."

Then he moved the glass of red wine aside and poured a fresh juice for Fu Xiaoqian.

Fu Xiaoqian seems to be dissatisfied with Liao Zhenbo's bullying. Her rich red lips curl up and stare at Liao Zhenbo silently to protest. Suddenly, it was like thinking of one night's eyes. She put her watery eyes on the glass of orange juice.

He took a big mouthful of the glass and was snatched by Liao Zhenbo on the way. "Drink slowly." It's all about taking care of children.

Casting a cold man, he takes his little wife as his most precious child to take care of. What kind of love is that, Wang Lin knows!

Wang Lin looks up and pours the whole glass of red wine into her mouth. Her lips are like roses. As her throat rolls, the red liquid slides into her stomach and flows to every corner of her body with the pumping of her heart. This is mellow sweet taste, but in her cavity spread out endless bitter.

"Secretary Wang, you really have a good drink." The atmosphere on the table began to stir up.

Director Wu got up to fill a glass of wine for Wang Lin. people in the officialdom always know how to judge the current situation. Director Wu knows that Liao Zhenbo doesn't care about anything except Fu Xiaoqian.

"Here, I'll give you a toast, too." Director Wu poured a glass for himself, held the glass and stretched it out. With a deep light in his eyes, he coagulated Wang Lin's cheek which was dizzy and dyed with rosy clouds because of the wine.

Walking in the workplace for so many years, Wang Lin knew what that eye meant. She felt a little sad, just like a boat in the sea. No one helped her.

Since she was a child, she knew that she was born beautiful. Many men lingered around her like flies, but she was extravagant in giving them a look. She felt that she was a Phoenix, and that she had a real dragon to match her,Three years ago, when Liao Zhenbo was standing in front of her, her rebellious eyes swept past her face, the calm heart lake stirred up a wave, and she recognized that he was the only man in her life.

So even if she has enough ability to stand on her own, she is willing to keep her bracelet sharp, fold her wings, and nest beside him, with the work and responsibilities of secretary and wife. If it is like that for a lifetime, life seems to be beautiful and colorful.

Now Because of Fu Xiaoqian, her heart becomes empty again, just like the soul wandering in the deserted street in the dark, without a body to be attached to.

Wang Lin's white knuckles holding the goblet showed a deep white color. On her elegant face, she had a thoughtful and polite smile. "Director Wu, you're polite. You'll have to rely on your help in the future. There's no reason for you to respect me. Here, I salute you. " The hand holding the wine cup is short, and the etiquette on the table is well done.

"Miss Wang, she is also a lover. I like you so much." A look up, a glass of wine from the bottom, red wine rendering under the eyes also began to become presumptuous.

Wang Lin has heard of director Wu's lewdness. But today she wants to be presumptuous, she wants to gamble, whether she occupies a poor corner in this deserted man's heart.

Cup after cup of red liquid, in the cup, along the throat, sliding to the body. The liquid was like the poison of ice. Her blood was freezing slowly. She felt that the temperature here was as cold as December, but the temperature on her skin was rising. Heat, as if put her on the big iron stove, baked, so tied hands and feet, helplessly from the skin began to burn layer by layer into the body, she was good enough to his pain struggling heart, extremely ferocious cry.

She is suffering in the double days of ice and fire. For a moment, her hands and feet tremble. For the next moment, she seems to be melting in the blood. No one, no one is willing to reach out and pull her.

Hate, in her body like weeds grow.

She knew this man's coldness. She thought she was special all the time. It turned out that she couldn't escape from the same crowd.

In a trance, Wang Lin heard Fu Xiaoqian's mobile phone ring in her pocket, "madam, your mobile phone rings."

Just at the moment when the mobile phone rings, Liao Zhenbo is putting a fish into Fu Xiaoqian's bowl and dish. Then he puts the dish in front of him and carefully selects the fish bones for her.

"Oh, I'll do it myself." Fu Xiaoqian reaches for it. She knows how to take care of herself. She has a strong side in her heart, otherwise a girl who has not graduated from junior high school will leave her family and motherland and go to France to live alone.

Fu Xiaoqian thinks that her heart is strong enough, so even if the home is not warm, she firmly believes that it is the harbor of her life and the place she needs to protect. Even if zhuoran is older than her, what she wants is to cooperate and tolerate everywhere, and try to protect the man who is the first to enter her heart. In the face of those female friends, she is more born to want to maintain and protect their ideas.

I don't know why, in this man's side, she is always in the position of being taken care of. She makes trouble like a child who can't grow up. She willfully makes her temper. As soon as she turns around, the self respecting man is always covered in a round of light and shadow, quietly paving the way for her.

"I know you will. It's just a way for me to lock you up with me." His voice was low and deep, and he spoke so carelessly, as if he were talking about the weather.

But like a hammer chiseled into a mass of soft cotton, obviously painless, but it is branded with a deep mark.

She is really moved. With Wang Lin's reminding, her small hands are copied into her pocket and the screen of her mobile phone is illuminated. The word "Dad" is printed into her eyes. It is a warm name, but now there is a little comparison in her heart.

A daughter who has been away from home for such a long time, without a word of hiss, cold and warm, just a text message, unexpectedly, it is not about her.

People are so strange, no matter how indifferent father and daughter are, they are bound by the rope of kinship. No matter how wholeheartedly we treat it, there is a gap that can not be crossed. Even if they don't understand their parents' indifference, they will still be ranked first.

"Who sent the message?" Prick pick good, again in front of her, as if casually asked a, and then drink a mouthful of wine.

"Ah?" Fu Xiaoqian's mind fluttered, like being hit, woke up, "Oh, nothing, junk SMS." She didn't know why, she even began to be afraid to talk about the content of this message with him.

"Don't look at it. Eat it. It will smell fishy when it's cool." Liao Zhenbo's calm expression is inconvenient, but his heart is like a crystal chiseled by a sharp object. It doesn't break, but it cracks from the center.

The existence of that man is still more important than that of him.