There are bright stars in your eyes

Chapter 90 Bait (1)

Zhao Wanqing shook her head, "No, he's just me..." She said, then paused, "The son of my father's best friend."

"Oh," Zhang Tingjian nodded, "I think he is very kind to you. But you are acting a little weird."

Zhao Wanqing smiled bitterly, but did not speak.

Zhang Tingjian glanced at his watch, "Wanqing, it's getting late, I should go to a meeting."

Zhao Wanqing nodded and watched him leave.
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After He Ziqian left, he walked directly to Minister Li and ordered in a cold voice, "Arrange a superior suit for the German delegation. If you have other matters, please discuss with the vice president directly!"

Minister Li understood, opened his lips, and before he could say "yes", He Ziqian had already walked away.
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He Ziqian returned to the office, rudely tore off the tie on his chest, and threw it on the huge desk.

What is Zhao Wan's liquidation!How dare you refuse what he handed over!I am really impatient!
Not to mention in Jiangcheng City, even in the whole country, no one dared to refuse him a glass of wine!She actually has the guts!

During this period of time, he didn't give her any flair, so she just slapped her face, and didn't know her last name anymore!

He Ziqian thought, lit a cigar, and took a few puffs.

He's got his/her own fucking problem too!Why did you order lily and lotus seed porridge for her?Why did you bring the bowl to her yourself?I'm full and full, have nothing to do?
From the moment he first saw her and Zhang Tingjian, he shouldn't be near them!

He Ziqian put out the cigarette butt, unbuttoned the two buttons on his chest, and walked to the air conditioner to get some air.

The cold air blows away the heat on his body and calms down his mood a little.

He sat in front of the executive desk, propped his chin with his palms, squinted his eyes and thought, why did he just walk over when he was always calm and self-possessed?

Is it because Zhang Tingjian holds Zhao Wanqing's hand affectionately, is he afraid that Zhao Wanqing will fall in love with him?

no!He ruthlessly denied his thoughts in his heart.

A scumbag like Zhao Wanqing doesn't deserve Zhang Tingjian's love at all!Unworthy of happiness!
He acted in this play just to make Zhao Wanqing continue to be addicted to him, so that he would have a chance to take revenge on her!

Ever since he met her, he has been scolding about her affairs.He is not reconciled!To revenge fiercely back!

As he thought about it, he narrowed his eyes, his eyes were gloomy and ferocious, like a leopard aiming at its prey.

Why would he remember that she was allergic to seafood?It was also because her mother scolded herself severely for her sake!

I still remember that it happened in the year of his college entrance examination.

After evening self-study, when he returned home, he still had to do a bunch of mock test papers, and he often stayed up until twelve o'clock before going to bed.

Zhao's mother was afraid that he was hungry and would not be able to persist, so she often made supper for him.

That night, Mayor Zhao went to the countryside for research, so Zhao Wanqing went to sleep at his home.

He still remembers that Zhao's mother made fried rice with golden eggs, but he had no appetite due to the pressure of study, so he ate it boringly.

Zhao Wanqing strolled over at some point, lay down on the dining table, and stared at him without blinking.

He hated her so much that he treated her like air and ignored her.

She asked, "Brother Ziqian, your food is so delicious, can I have a taste?"

He glared at her, didn't speak, and continued to bury his head in his meal.

Unexpectedly, she went back to the kitchen, brought a spoon over, poked it directly into his plate, and took a spoonful.

Of course, even if her spoon was clean, he didn't want to eat any more.

With a "clang", he threw the spoon on the dining table and asked her coldly, "Do I agree with you to eat?"

Zhao Wanqing looked at him with a smile, and without speaking, she stuffed a spoonful of fried rice into her mouth and chewed it with relish.

(Welcome to click to become the substitute bride of Remembrance: President, let’s get a divorce)

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