At the moment, Li Qingcang is in a straight smoke gray suit with white shirt and Silver Purple Striped Tie, which sets off his perfect inverted triangle figure vividly; he sits leisurely on the sofa with his legs overlapped, one hand on his leg, the other hand on the handle of the sofa, and he is talking with Zhang Chengtian wholeheartedly; an indescribable advanced temperament, mixed with Powerful masculine aura, pouring out of him, is pleasing to the eye and dare not approach.

Now, although Lu Yishuang is extremely nervous and embarrassed, she is still a little relieved to see that his body has finally recovered completely.

Because of the angle problem, Li Qingcang did not hear the words "Yishuang", the big palm on the handle of the sofa suddenly tightened; he turned his head and saw Lu Yishuang standing not far away.

He had never thought that he would meet her again here, who had made up his mind to meet her again in this life.

He will not forget how cruel and merciless she was to him - to avoid him, she pretended to lose her memory; twice she left him when he fainted and her life was in danger; finally, she took a million yuan from Qin Zhongyuan and completely escaped him

He looked at her up and down, and found that she wore clothes similar to home clothes, which seemed to live here, which made the dark light in his black eyes suddenly become sharp and incomparable - how could she live here? What does she do here? What does it have to do with Zhang Chengtian?

Seeing Zhang Chengtian's familiarity with her, the answer seems to be self-evident.

When he thought about it, a little anger leaped in his dark eyes. Before, when he woke up in the hospital, he knew that she had left. He had worried about how she was a weak woman, with a child, to survive independently outside. Now it seems that he was worried too much. This woman has the ability to climb the fire.

Lu Yishuang finally returns to his mind. Even though her heart was stormy, she still forced herself to calm down, hurriedly passed by, put the saucer in her hand on the tea table, and politely said to Li Qingcang, "Li Good president Li. "

Li Qingcang ignored her.

"President Li, you must be thirsty after saying so much. This is the product of Wuyi Mountain. It's a small breed of Jinjunmei in Zhengshan mountain. Let's talk while drinking. " Zhang Chengtian said enthusiastically, and Chao Lu also winked, indicating that she could start making tea.

Zhang Chengtian forgot the relationship between Li Qingcang and Lu Yishuang. And this time, Zhang family finally got the opportunity to cooperate with Guoren medical treatment. The project is quite large. Of course, he needs to greet Li Qingcang well to bring him here.

"Jin Junmei is the top black tea, the best in Wuyishan Mountain, Zhang is really bothered," Li Qingcang said casually, but there was a slight disdain between the lines. "Tea is a good tea, but it depends on who makes it. Don't spoil it."

Lu Yishuang has started to boil hot water and prepare to warm the pot and burn the cups. But when he heard Li Qingcang's words, he could not help shaking his hands and almost didn't break the cup on the tea tweezers. Did he mean that she ruined his feelings for her?

Zhang Chengtian naturally couldn't hear Li Qingcang's implication, but he was a little surprised. Why does Li Qingcang sound unhappy now. So, he smiled and played round: "no, Dean Li, the tea ceremony of Yishuang is very good."

But as soon as he said this, instead of being able to finish the match, Li Qingcang's face became worse. How did he know that Lu Yishuang's tea ceremony was very good? Does Lu Yishuang often make tea for him in private?

After the hot water is finally cooked, Lu Yishuang heats the tea set one by one, then uses the tea tweezers to clamp Jin Junmei into the teapot, pour the boiling water high into the teapot, then quickly pour it into each teacup, finally pour it all out, and wash the tea and tea set.

For fear of making mistakes, Lu Yishuang was extremely careful in all the movements. After all the movements, she only felt that her body was going to be stiff.

Zhang Chengtian took up the small teacup and drank it up, with a satisfied smile on his face: "well, not bad. Dean Li, please try it. "

Li Qingcang's long fingers took the small tea cup and took a sip, then he felt the unique honey fragrance of Jin Junmei, which immediately filled the whole mouth, sweet and smooth, which was really good.

But even then, he did not forget to open his mouth and satirize: "as expected, it was Zhang Zong's bubble. Look at this delicate jade hand, you will know that the technology is very good. "

This sentence is very ambiguous. It seems that it reveals something, but leaves no trace. Lu Yishuang just wants to refute and doesn't know where to start, so he can only let his face go red without saying a word.

Next, Zhang Chengtian and Li Qingcang continued to talk about the details of their cooperation. Lu Yishuang knelt beside them and made tea for them over and over again; the color of the tea faded a little bit until it was almost like clear water, and their conversation ended.

Lu Yishuang immediately packed the tea set, got up and left.

Although the cooperation was almost over, Zhang Chengtian didn't want Li Qingcang to leave like this, so he invited him to stay here for a while; Li Qingcang didn't refuse at all, and they agreed directly, and they went to the open balcony to chat.

After a while, Zhang Chengtian went to the bathroom and left the balcony first. When he met Lu Yishuang on the way, he asked her to prepare a fruit tray and send it to the balcony.When Lu Yishuang brought the fruit tray to the balcony, he saw Li Qingcang Wei'an's back facing her, leaning against the balcony railing to smoke.

The light smoke, flying into the air from the light of his fingertips, is scattered in the dark dark night, which is somehow lonely. Lu Yishuang did not dare to disturb him, so he tiptoed in, carefully placed the fruit tray on the nearby round table, and was ready to leave.

But she just walked a few steps, then suddenly came a strong voice: "how, so afraid to share a room with me?"

This voice, with just smoked the hoarse, blurred, also with a thick disdain, it seems not to put her in the eyes at all.

In this second, Lu Yishuang took a breath of cool air directly - she didn't make a sound deliberately, and he didn't turn back; how did he know that she was right behind him?