Chapter 7

At the door of Qi Lin's room, the black leopard is waiting at the order of the old man. When he sees Yan Zhen's figure in his sight, his muscles suddenly tighten, but he seems to recognize who Yan Zhen is, and then he loosens again.

"Miss Yan." Cried the panther in a low voice.

"Hello, uncle panther." Yan Zhen's small face was all desolate, as if it were the noble lotus.

As soon as the voice fell, the Panther immediately turned to her side and helped Yan Zhen open the door of the room: "well, Miss Yan, please come in."

"Thank you."

The room is the same as the one last time, but I don't know why Yan Zhen has a very cold feeling, as if with dead silence.

Not surprisingly, I saw Qi Lin's existence on the sofa. He lowered his head and played with a pen between his fingers. When I heard Yan Zhen's steps, I immediately felt a layer of vigorous anger in the outline.

"Qi Dashao." Yan Zhen took a leisurely step and sat down on the sofa opposite Qi Lin.

"Yan Zhen."

Qi Lin's eyes lifted up, his eyebrows picked, his mouth filled with a smile, and his slender and cool fingers slowly attached the teacup, but there was a disdain in the tone, which made people feel impatient after hearing it.

Yan Zhen's fingers covered her forehead and hair. She threw her long hair behind her. The smile of her facial features was cold, and her eyes didn't fluctuate: "Qi Dashao, you're OK."

"Oh, you're all right." His eyes fixed on her tightly, murmuring as if they were the closest lovers, but the coldness and disgust in the tone were frightening.

After that, the radian of Qi Lin's labial flap became deeper, and all the anger in his eyes.

Looking at Qi Lin's anger in his eyes, Yan Zhen silently smiles and raises the corner of his mouth. Yesterday's grievance and embarrassment are gone, leaving only the pride and coldness in his heart.

Qi Lin's eyes burst out a deep anger and dark color. A pair of eyes stare at Yan Zhen: "I tell you, Yan Zhen, even if I marry you, I will never touch you. At that time, we will still divorce."

"Is it?" Yan Zhen asked with a faint smile. Her apricot eyes were dark, but they were covered with a cool smile. She raised her mouth slightly, and her voice was suspicious: "is Qi Dashao warning me? It's a pity that my goal has been achieved. I don't care what happens after that. "

"What's your purpose? Into the Qi family

"So what?" Yan Zhen suddenly smile, this is the first time Qi Lin see her smile from the heart, let his eyes suddenly confused.

A pair of eyes curved into crescent moon, very good-looking: "Qi Dashao, in fact, we can get along with each other peacefully, it is you who make the things that can get along peacefully complicated."

Listening to these words, Qi Lin's originally distracted eyes immediately retracted, his face suddenly came down, and he was squeezed out of his throat by a low voice, with a taunt: "Oh, so, if you want to marry Yan Zhen, I will open my hands to welcome you?"

Without waiting for Yan Zhen to speak, Qi Lin continued, and his disgust on his face became more and more indifferent: "I didn't expect that you were so humble that you used all the means to marry into the Qi family."

"So what." Yan Zhen raised his lips indifferently, as if he had not been hindered by his words. There was no popularity in his eyes. Qi Lin's shadow was reflected in his eyes: "Qi Dashao, I want you to understand that there are not many things you can choose in this world. I want to marry Qi family, but I don't want to marry you. If there is another family in Xicheng District today who can help the Yan family, I don't mind marrying in the same way. "

"Oh, it's still cheap."

Qi Lin's face is still cold and gloomy, and his slender body is lazily leaning on the sofa.

It's hard for Yan Zhen to waver in some words about what impression one person left on the first side of another. So her purpose here today is not to quarrel with Qi Lin.

Calm, be so insulted Yan Zhen face in addition to calm or calm, no half silk waves.

Looking at Yan Zhen's appearance, Qi Lin suddenly "clatters" in his heart. It has to be said that Yan Zhen is the most powerful opponent he has seen for so many years. Her happiness and anger are not visible in her appearance, which is enough to make a great success in the shopping mall.

The Qi family is just a pedal for her.

With such a cognition, Qi Lin suddenly felt restless, subconsciously pursed his lips, and his eyes were deep.

For a long time, Yan Zhencai said in his cold voice, which had no flat tone. His voice was not big or small, but he got into Qi Lin's ear: "Qi Dashao, how about we talk about a deal."

"About the deal?" Looking at Yan Zhen's black eyes, Qi Lin laughs, with arrogance in sarcasm and evil sycophantic eyes: "Oh, what qualifications do you think you have to deal with me, with your body? Or with your Yan family, which is going to close down... "With that, Qi Lin's eyes looked up and down at Yan Zhenjiao's figure. Instead of pornography, he was more disgusted and flustered.

Being stabbed by Qi Lin's tone, Yan Zhen's heart immediately twitched, but he still kept the original sitting posture, with a cold smile on his lips, no hand lift, and no expression: "it's the lady Qi really loves from the bottom of his heart."

Qi Lin's expression suddenly sharp up, dead stare at Yan Zhen's body.

But Yan Zhen's tone is steady, the smile at the bottom of his eyes doesn't take the temperature, the two people's eyes are opposite, and the air is filled with a faint smell of murderous gas and smoke.

The room was bright and quiet, with a few seconds of deadly silence, only heavy breathing.

Although Yan Zhen is proud in her heart, she still has such cognition.

So she automatically took a step back: "who did Qi Dashao love?"

"Naturally." Looking at Yan Zhen's face, Qi Lin raised his eyes and looked at her face. The smile at the bottom of his eyes was contemptuous and contemptuous, and the temperature returned to zero. He answered lightly that his eyes were not warm.

But Yan Zhen laughed.

Oh, I wish I had someone I like!

His fingers clenched into fists nervously on his side, and his mouth was smiling calmly: "since Qi Dashao is in love with a woman, he will naturally have the idea of marrying this woman, but this idea can't pass the consent of anyone in Qi's family. Isn't Qi Dashao in such a situation now?"

"Yan Zhen."

Qi Lin suddenly cried, with the smell of gnashing teeth. Stand up from the sofa, tall and straight figure gives people a kind of invisible pressure, a pair of hawk eyes tightly staring at Yan Zhen's face, mouth with a sneer and cold thin: "Yan Zhen, if you didn't half intervene, I would not be in such a situation."

So, it's all your fault.

"I agree with Qi Da Shao." Yan Zhen also smiles, his fists clenched more tightly, with a light cyan between the joints, but his face is abnormal to evoke a breath taking smile, which makes Qi Lin's eyes suddenly surprised: "I have taken the position of Qi Da Shao's wife, which has become a foregone conclusion. Uncle Qi's mother and father have all agreed, so why can't Qi Da Shao join hands with me to make a decision It's an illusion of love. "