Fu Zilan's eyes were cold. He turned a blind eye to Qin Ailin's apology. Instead, he went over her and looked directly at Zhao Mingxu and said, "Mr. Zhao, I'll take good care of you in the future. I think that's all for today. I'll leave first. "
With these words, Fu Zilan took his coat and walked out of the box without even looking at Qin Ailin.
Zhao Mingxu was so angry that he turned his head and yelled at Qin Ailin, who was still aggrieved on the ground: "you are a thing that can't succeed and can't defeat! If I had known, I would have come in a different way! What bad luck
With that, Zhao Mingxu also left, leaving Qin Ailin in the same place, crying for himself.
She bit her lip, looked at the empty door, stood up with her hand on the ground, and said to herself, "you wait for me, one day, I want you to look good!"
Then she staggered out of the box.
At this time, at the other end, in a villa near the suburb, a man was there. His hair was black and blue, his eyes were dark and cold like a bottomless abyss, his complexion was pale, and his face was beautiful but unpopular.
There was no light on in the hall of the villa. He was wearing a black shirt, a suit and long legs. He was sitting with a cigar in his mouth. His deep eyes reflected the sparkle outside the window, but he looked dead and quiet. At the same time, there was a kind of suffocating danger
"Ah, young master, why don't you turn on the light?" The servant of the family came down from the upstairs with a questioning tone. This middle-aged woman recently more and more felt that her young master was beginning to be wrong, and all kinds of actions were not like the usual person.
As she went down the stairs, she turned on the light. Suddenly, the whole hall was as bright as day. The Silver Palace Style chandelier was shining brightly and fell on the man, but she felt more lonely and cold.
The man is still looking at the scenery outside the window, without opening his mouth, but his eyes are like a storm.
It seems that the middle-aged maid suddenly thought of something. She went over and patted the man on the shoulder. She comforted the man like a child: "young master, do you miss miss miss an? Things have been going on for a long time. Some things can't be forced. Young master, miss an is very happy now. Let's bless her. You can also find your own happiness. "
Hearing what she said, the man's face turned black and murmured: "bless her? May I bless her? She is my favorite! I'm not reconciled
Originally cold dark eyes at this time full of dark anger, for a time let him as if incarnation of the devil, without a trace of human smell.
The middle-aged woman was startled, but still tried to dissuade him: "young master, let go! As long as you let miss an go and look at other girls around you, you will find happiness that belongs to you. Why insist on someone who doesn't love you? "
She watched the man in front of her grow up. Like his dead mother, she hoped that he would be happy. She couldn't bear to torture himself and others like this.
"I can't let go. You don't care about my business. Well, Sister Li, you can go back and have a rest. " His voice is as cold as ice and snow in the sky.
"But, young master, you can't hurt yourself or others. Madam, she won't want you to. You..."
Before he finished, he was interrupted by the man, "go back and have a rest! Otherwise, if you don't mind your own business, I'll consider dismissing you! "
Sister Li did not expect that he would say such heavy words to herself, which had never happened in nearly 30 years. She was so scared that she trembled slightly, but she did not dare to persuade him any more. Shaking her head, she turned and walked out of the door of the Qiu family.
This man is the general manager of GH group and the successor of Qiu family, Qiu Mingyao.
not long after Li Sao left, the door of the villa's living room slowly pushed away, and then she smelled a smell of rose perfume, and then walked into a woman with a sexy and low neckline dress. The long wavy waves waved in the wind, and the air was infinite.
This woman is Qin Ailin who just ate at the dinner of Fu Zilan and Zhao Mingxu.
"Mr. Qiu, you look so lonely. I can't bear to smoke a cigar alone." As she said this, she bent her body slightly to let the spring light on her chest show in front of the man. Her gait is graceful and charming. She moves closer to Qiu Mingyao and breathes out like a orchid.
Qiu Mingyao's eyes did not blink, his face was expressionless, "didn't you go to have dinner with Fu Zilan? Is it over so soon? "
Hearing that he mentioned Fu Zilin, Qin Ailin's face was a little embarrassed, but she soon raised her red lips to him and burst into a smile, "Oh, how can other people be more important than Mr. Qiu? In my heart, Mr. Qiu, you are the first one. "
Qiu Mingyao snorted from his nose, with disdain in his eyes. "You can't get into the eyes of Fu Zi Lan at all."
Qin Ailin's eyes flashed a trace of reluctance and anger, but quickly covered up the past. Her eyes directly fixed on Qiu Mingyao, hot and sexy, and her soft boneless body was closer to him. Her delicate red lips boldly kissed him on his side face, and her breath was warm in his ear, "Mr. Qiu, Ailin really wants to kill you!"Few people know that although Qin Ailin is the manager of the public relations department of Shengtian group, she met Qiu Mingyao at a dance party. They were married. She quietly used her identity to help Qiu Mingyao collect the information he needed and help him do things.
Qiu Mingyao's face was a Lin, and he narrowed his dark eyes like hell Shura, which was full of danger. Then, with a turn on her hand, she directly pressed Qin Ailin's whole body on the chair in front of her, making her unable to move.
"Tell me, what did you say when I saw you today?" His voice was so cold that Qin Ailin's legs softened.
"No, I didn't say anything. Zhao Mingxu has always wanted to cooperate with Fu Zilian, but Fu Zilian has never agreed, nor has he said a few words to Zhao Mingxu. " She didn't dare to hide it, because Qiu Mingyao's eyes were too afraid of others. If he was not careful, he might be unlucky.
"No?" Qiu Mingyao had an aggressive look in his eyes.
"No, no, Fu Zilan left early, and the dishes were not finished."
After hearing this, Qiu Mingyao sneered with satisfaction.