"You don't have to look at me like this. She even hid in the bathroom with me to avoid your search!" When Zhao Bin spoke, his tone still couldn't afford a ripple!
Everyone present, seeing Yin moting's expression, realized that he was about to explode. But Zhao Bin still didn't shut his mouth.
"In order not to be found by you, she is even willing to hide in my room, a strange man who has only known me for one day. She can stand even when I go into the bathroom to take a bath. Have you ever wondered why?"
Yin Mo Ting's eyes were slightly sad. He began to sort out his emotions, held back his temper and bit out two words, "why?"
Zhao Bin lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, and persuaded Yin moting: "do you know what she told me? I asked her if she was the young lady of a rich family and ran out to play. She didn't answer me. Later, she begged me to help her escape the search and told me that she ran out because her family forced her to marry a scoundrel.
Yin moting, you are a young talent. You are the best among many CEOs. You won the throne of Yan Shang at the age of 27. Are you a scoundrel? We think you are all like a hero. I'm afraid you think so yourself! "
Yin moting didn't speak, just frowned and stared at Zhao Bin.
"But have you ever thought about why Liu morxi thinks you are a rogue? How many women want to be rich and handsome when you are such an excellent person? Why does that little girl think you are a rogue?"
"I don't know," said Yin moting, who was frustrated and powerless in the face of Zhao Bin's series of problems, which he never thought about.
Zhao Bin's questions were bloody. Each asked the most critical place. Yin moting also wondered why she was very good to Liu morxi. If she wanted the moon, he would pick it for her. Why did she still want to leave herself.
Zhao Bin put his hand into his pocket, which is a habit shared by him and Yin moting. "I don't know. When you find her, I think she should tell you this problem in person."
Yin moting turned around and was about to leave for the Qin family, Zhao Bin shouted behind him: "Yin moting, are you going like this? Do you want to take your team to Qin Haocheng's house? Do you want Liu Moxi to see how brave you are, or do you want to see the Qin family bleeding, or do you want to destroy our own army! Do you know how much noise you will make and how much damage you will do to Yan Shang's reputation? Have you ever thought about it, ah!"
Yin moting stood powerless in the same place in the face of Zhao Bin's accusation. He couldn't find a reason to convince himself to continue the original plan. What Zhao Bin said is reasonable. It's really reckless to go to the Qin family like this!
Reason finally conquered impulse.
He leaned against the wall, one leg on the ground, one leg on the wall behind him, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a big gulp.
Nicotine can't help but make people addicted. Now it can also sober Yin moting.
Everyone looked at Yin moting and sucked one after another.
When the cigarette butts on the ground piled up into a small pile, he finally stood up straight, "the Qin family still wants to go, but let's do it another way. Haus, go and find out what business Qin Haocheng does. We're trying to get in touch with him and hide the news that we are Yan Shang, you know?"
Yin moting's choked voice was a little hoarse because he smoked too much.
"Good job!" Zhao Bin walked over and patted him on the shoulder. "You can't be so impulsive in the future."
Yin moting remembered his attitude towards Li Mu just now and was about to go in and reconcile with Li Mu. It was easy for the three of them to get together. He was really capable and almost split up again.
"Mo Ting, you do your serious business. Li Mu, I'll persuade him. I know where his heart is?"
Zhao Bin has known Li Mu for a longer time than Yin moting. Li Mu had something on his mind and said more to Zhao Bin, so he has guessed what the half sentence he swallowed back when Li Mu was excited.
When Yin moting smoked in the corridor, Li Mu was not idle. He also smoked a lot. In the office, there was smoke, which was not much different from the chimney.