Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

Qiao Zian asked himself that if others bullied him, he might be able to tolerate it a little longer or retaliate lightly.

But if he bullies his sister, that person should consider whether he can still be intact.

Although he didn't understand Jing Lixuan, it was impossible for a person to be without weaknesses.

Moreover, according to my sister's description, this person is not just a weakness, it is a fatal injury.

Li Qingran looked at his second cousin and knew that he was scheming.

My eldest aunt often said that whenever you see your second cousin not talking, there is a high probability that someone is going to be unlucky.

A vivid and apt description.

"Okay, I'll go back first, and your sister will leave it to you tomorrow."

Qiao Zian stood up and disguised himself again.

"Don't worry, Brother Qiao, I will definitely make that bastard Jing Er make a fool of himself tomorrow."

Qiao Zian glanced at Rong San, who was full of confidence: Just don't make a fool of yourself.

"By the way, sister, before dinner tomorrow, ask Song Yan to wait for me at the place we met last time."

Li Qingran nodded.

Both are masters of disguise.

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The next day, Jing Lixuan made the appointment to the same Western restaurant as last time.

Li Qingran almost lost her eyes at the door.

That person whose hair was as shiny and oily as ever, who looked like a feaster, who was extremely rich and coquettish, was not Rong San.

"Sister!" Li Qingran looked at Rong San flying over, like a big fluttering moth.

The embarrassing toes can deduct one-third of an acre of land.

My brother, you are almost more conspicuous than the restaurant’s logo.

Rong San turned around with a proud look on his face, "Sister, look at me! I'm not very handsome!"

Li Qingran:......

Taking a breath, "Okay, let's go in."

The two were taken to the reserved table, but the other party had not yet arrived.

"Sister, tell me, is that guy scared?"

Rong San smiled proudly.

"Who's scared?"

Before he finished speaking, a male voice came from the door.

Jing Lixuan walked to the table with steps.

Li Qingran looked left and right. Well, the two of them had a tacit understanding. They were still wearing clothes and pants of the same color.

But, forget it and don’t comment.

But Rong San jumped up immediately, "Boy, do you want to learn from me?"

Jing Lixuan was stunned for a moment, his peach blossom eyes gleaming with a smile, "Young Master Rong, shouldn't you be the one to imitate me?"

"I'll learn from you, I'll learn from you like a fairy!"

Rong San picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp, "Master, I am the most handsome guy in Hong Kong City and I am following you, but you don't even look in the mirror, you have a shoehorned face!"

Jing Lixuan's eyes flashed, and then he laughed, "Young Master Rong must have taken more photos."

Li Qingran saw that he didn't use curse words, so he stood up and said, "Young Master Jing, it's better to worry more about yourself."

Jing Lixuan saw her defending Rong San so well and sat down with a smile, "Miss Li was just joking. I've been looking forward to having dinner with you for a long time."

Rong Sanyi was about to explode, but was held back by Li Qingran.

He said calmly: "I have long heard that Young Master Jing is the dream lover of many lesbians. Now it seems that he is indeed a good talker. No wonder he can win the hearts of so many lesbians."

"Tch, you're not just a butterfly."

Eizo shook his head disdainfully, unlike him, who was always focused.

Jing Lixuan's peach blossom eyes narrowed, with a tone of regret, "If I could have met Miss Li earlier, things would not be like this."

"You stinky bastard!"

Rong San stood up and almost took action.

An indifferent smile appeared at the corner of Li Qingran's mouth. When the man opposite said this, his eyes were full of coldness and his tongue was smooth.

If she didn't want to cooperate with him on something, she wouldn't want to stay for a minute.

Jing Lixuan smiled and picked up the tea cup, with a hint of smile on his face under his half-covered eyelids, "Ms. Li, you are very proud to have solved the problem of snow cream. Congratulations."

Li Qingran calmed her expression and carefully observed Jing Lixuan's expression, "Second Young Master Jing, it's your family's company that I offended. Don't you have any ideas?"

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking at the other person carefully.

Jing Lixuan smiled and took out a cigarette from his pocket, as if he wanted to light it, but made no next move and instead slowly tore off the cigarette cover.

He reached out and slowly pulled out the tobacco one by one, then placed it on the table and kept twisting it.

It wasn't until the tobacco turned into ashes that he raised his eyes and said, "Miss Li, feel free to do it, but I will never take action."

Li Qingran smiled, took something out of the bag on the side, and handed it to Jing Lixuan.

He smiled and said, "Young Master Jing, you can open it and take a look."

Li Qingran actually didn't know what it was. When she took it, she only knew that it was a book, a book about poetry and poetry. She didn't see anything special about it.

There is no such thing as a poet, but since the second cousin specifically asked Ayan to send it, he must have a lot of intentions.

Sure enough, the moment Jing Lixuan saw something, his pupils shrank violently.

His fingers slowly curled up a little tighter, and those peach blossom eyes that seemed affectionate to everyone were now filled with black haze.

Complex emotions spread in his raised eyes, and he asked hoarsely: "Miss Li, how did you get this book?"

Li Qingran smiled and said, "Er Young Master Jing, everyone should have their own secrets."

After a moment of silence, Jing Lixuan put the book aside, his expression became much more serious, and he no longer showed the carelessness he had just started.

"What does Miss Li want from me?"

Li Qingran said: "Since Young Master Jing is willing to cooperate, I am also very happy."

Then he picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water for Jing Lixuan.

"Second Young Master Jing knows that Young Master Jing has stocked up on a lot of Chinese medicinal materials. I wonder if you know that he has found a foreign seller."

Jing Lixuan didn't speak, his expression didn't change, he obviously knew.

There must be a lot of insiders.

Li Qingran continued: "The quantity of this batch of medicinal materials is not small. I don't believe that his funds can support it. If I am not wrong, there should be problems with the internal accounts of Guangzhou Daily Chemical Company."

"Then I need Second Young Master Jing to cooperate with me in cutting off his control over the company's funds and asking him to be refrigerated."

Jing Lixuan kept tapping his fingers on the table, as if he was thinking about whether he should agree.

Li Qingran was a little nervous. She didn't know how valuable that book was.

After what seemed like a long time, Jing Lixuan nodded.

"Then I wish Miss Li all the best."

Li Qingran stood up with a smile, stretched out his right hand, and said sincerely, "Happy cooperation, Second Young Master Jing."

Jing Lixuan's peach blossom eyes looked at the smiling daughter in front of him, and he twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.

"Pleasant to work with."

If his mother had had some abilities like the woman in front of her, she wouldn't have died so tragically.