After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

Qiao Xing raised his head and smiled at him: "Didn't you let me think about what you just said? But why did you ask such a boring question? Didn't you lie to me?"

Qin Ce was stunned for a long time before he realized that the conversation between the two was not on the same channel.

He added: "That's not what I'm referring to. What I'm referring to is..."

"What is it?"

"Other things."

Qiao Xing frowned, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was a little stiff. Although he was usually very serious, under his serious gaze, Qiao Xing couldn't help but become nervous.

"What is it?"

Qin Ce stared at her for a long time and then said awkwardly: "Whatever."

Qiao Xing suddenly couldn't understand him. When a person insists on assuming something, that thing is probably true.

So really, what else is he hiding from her?

But what is there to hide?She even knew about such a secret thing as his sexual orientation. Is there anything more outrageous than this?

When Qiao Xing thought of this, his heart started to lift.

"Then don't ever let me know." Qiao Xing said, looking away, "The deception is not terrible, the terrible thing is the day when the truth comes out."

Qin Ce opened his mouth and looked at her with a complicated expression.

After a while, he said: "I know."

These three words made Qiao Xing's heart skip a beat. She took off her helmet and tried to read something on his face.

But the windshield in front of his helmet was filled with reflections of the mottled leaves on both sides, which dazzled her.

She finally gave up.

"Then I'll go to work first, please go slower on the road."

"Ah."

Qiao Xing put his helmet on the back seat of the electric car, then turned and walked towards the company across the road.

Qin Ce kept staring at her back until she disappeared at the door of the company, then he rode away on his electric bike.

Not to mention, after switching to an electric car, he has never been stuck in a traffic jam again, and he always arrives earlier than others.

But he wasted some time at Qiao Xing Company today. When he drove the car into the garage, he met Han Yan who also came to park the car.

Han Yan got out of the car, closed the door, walked to Qin Ce's electric car and circled it. When he saw Qin Ce locked the electric car, Han Yan couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth.

"Let me tell you, Mr. Qin, if your car is parked here, even if it is unlocked, no one will want it."

Qin Ce glanced at him while holding the car keys.

Han Yan pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and couldn't help but laugh: "Look at the cars around you. Your car parked here looks like... a golden bowl filled with rotten rice."

Qin Ce ignored him, turned around and walked towards the elevator entrance.

Han Yan chased after him. After following Qin Ce for so many years, he had already mastered the art of observing words and emotions, so even if Qin Ce had no expression on his face, he could still see some clues.

"Looking like you're in a bad mood today?"

Qin Ce walked into the elevator with his hands in his pockets and stood upright against the elevator wall.

"Why aren't you married yet?" Qin Ce suddenly turned his head and asked.

Han Yan leaned against the armrest behind him, looking a bit lazy, "Why do you want to get married?"

"Why not get married?"

Han Yan stared at Qin Ce with unclear meaning, with a half-smile at the corner of his mouth, "You never discussed this topic with me before. I still remember someone said that only people with mental illness will get married. I You can always remember it.”

This was said by Qin Ce.

Someone once asked him this, and this is how he answered. Now it was his turn to ask Han Yan this question.

Somewhat ironic.

Qin Ce stopped talking and looked away, looking at the number of words jumping in the elevator.

Han Yan added: "Mr. Qin, you seem very troubled. Is it something in your marriage? Tell me and it will make me happy."

"roll."

Qin Ce spat out this word and walked out of the elevator.

Han Yan's laughter came from behind.

This made Qin Ce completely give up the idea of ​​asking for advice, and he decided to rely on his own efforts.

After returning to the office, he asked his assistant to notify him to push the weekly meeting to the afternoon, and then started to turn on the computer to continue last night's inquiry.

But after searching again and again, no one was reliable. In the end, I didn’t know how to click into a forum.

He looked at the keyboard and posted anonymously.

[What should I do if my wife thinks I am gay? 】

Qin Ce hesitated for a moment while holding the mouse. Finally, just to be on the safe side, he even processed the IP address before sending the post out.

So he stared at the computer all morning without moving.

The assistant came in with the documents for the fifth time and saw him with his head propped up and still staring at the computer. The assistant was a little surprised that Mr. Qin, a workaholic, actually stared at the computer all morning.

I am usually so busy at work that I hardly hear anything. Today, there is such a huge pile of documents that I haven’t touched yet. The assistant has become curious and glances at the computer frantically out of the corner of his eye.

It's a pity that the computer has a privacy screen, so he can't see it alive or dead.

The assistant didn't dare to be too obvious and could only leave the office with regret.

Although Qin Ce stared at the computer all morning, there were only a few replies. There were really few people in this forum.

The only few replies were all bad ideas and clever, none of them reliable.

When he was about to give up and exit the forum, a serious reply finally popped up.

The other party's reply was: You must have done something to misunderstand her. Just recall it carefully and resolve the misunderstanding.

Qin Ce raised his eyebrows, and he really thought about it carefully.

But before he could think about it deeply, Qiao Xing suddenly sent him a WeChat message.

He picked up his phone and looked at the message Qiao Xing sent. It was a picture.

Wang Ye went to Qiao Xing and asked her to ask Qin Ce about lawyer Qin Ce.

Qiao Xing was too busy at work on Monday and had no time to chat on WeChat, so he just took a screenshot and sent it.

Only then did Qin Ce realize what embarrassing things he was doing. He exited the forum, opened his address book, and made a phone call.

In the afternoon, Qin Ce asked Qiao Xing for Wang Ye's phone number and made an appointment to meet at the coffee shop at two o'clock.

Wang Ye was very concerned about this matter and ran over after receiving the news. He sat alone in the cafe and drank three glasses of boiled water before Qin Ce came over.

There is a man next to Qin Ce. They look to be about the same age. Both are wearing suits and both are tall and have long legs.

When the two of them came in together, they attracted the attention of many people.

Handsome guys with good temperament will attract attention wherever they go.

Qin Ce was chatting with him. When he came to the window seat, Wang Ye quickly stood up and greeted him.

"Qin Ce, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Qin Ce glanced at Wang Ye, nodded, and immediately sat down opposite him. If it weren't for the fact that he was Qiao Xing's cousin, Qin Ce wouldn't have bothered to say a word to him.

The lawyer also sat down. He smiled and stretched out his hand to Wang Ye, "Hello, my surname is Yang, and my given name is Xu. What do you call me sir?"

Wang Ye felt a little embarrassed when he heard him being so polite. He stretched out his hand and shook Lawyer Yang's hand.

"Hello, hello, my name is Wang Ye."

Lawyer Yang nodded, "Brother Qin told me the general situation on the way here. I am very happy to be able to solve the problem for Mr. Wang."

Wang Ye scratched his head and said, "Just call me Wang Ye. Don't call me Mr. Sir. It sounds awkward to me."

Lawyer Yang was slightly startled, then laughed and said, "Okay, Mr. Wang Ye, do you have any requirements here?"

"..." Wang Ye suddenly choked. Does it make any difference to add the word "ye"?

"Brother Qin rarely asks me for help. If Mr. Wang Ye has any requests, just ask him. I will do my best."

Wang Ye said oh, and didn't want to worry about the issue of address. He asked the most important question, "How do you charge?"