Quickly wear: Crazy criticize the host for her hard heart!

Wei Qing looked at the pendant she designed with satisfaction, feeling that the Angel's Tears showed its most beautiful posture in her hands.

The previous design looked like shit to her.

She took photos and asked the customer what they thought, and soon the customer responded that he was very satisfied.

The two parties agreed on a delivery time, and Wei Qing threw a table of draft papers into the trash can, packed the pendant in an expensive box, and carefully put it into the safe.

This time she must not be careless and lose her work.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Wei Qing ran over and opened the door like a cheerful bird.

The person standing outside the door was the person she hadn't mentioned in her mouth these days, but was thinking about him all the time in her heart.

The man's hair was messy, he hadn't even had time to shave his face, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, which made him look very old.

But that didn't cover up his handsomeness at all. Instead, it made him look even more charming as a mature man.

"Liao Jingsen?"

Wei Qing shouted the name unconsciously.

The next second, the man's mouth closed on hers.

She could feel it, the man came to her before she even had time to wash up.

Wei Qing's tears suddenly welled up. She struggled and beat the man's chest with her hands, but the man did not let go at all.

I don't know how long it took, but the resisting hands hugged the neck that was red and muddy from the sun.

At the elevator entrance, Leng Jinyu stood there looking at this picture without moving for a long time.

After kissing enough, the man hugged Wei Qing tightly into his arms: "Qingqing, I'm sorry, it's my fault that I suddenly disappeared for so long. It's my fault for making you worry. I promise this is the last time. Once, never again.”

"Qingqing, I really miss you. All I think about every day is you. I'm afraid that you won't have a good meal and you won't sleep well. Do you miss me?"

Wei Qing woke up from her confusion and snorted coldly: "I don't want to! Liao Jingsen, since you left, don't come back. I don't want you anymore!"

Liao Jingsen kissed her forehead: "Little fool, don't say stupid things. If you don't want me, I'll be homeless."

He took Wei Qing and planned to go in to do some work. Only then did Wei Qing see Leng Jinyu not far away.

"Ah...A Yu...when did you come here?"

Wei Qing didn't know why, but she felt guilty deep down even though she had done nothing wrong.

She withdrew the hand held by Liao Jingsen, but hid it behind her back at a loss.

Leng Jinyu tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened, and smiled gently: "I just arrived. I just wanted to see how the design of your work was going and if you need any help from me."

Wei Qing stroked the broken hair beside her ears: "It's all done..."

Liao Jingsen put his arms around her shoulders and looked at Leng Jinyu coldly: "I won't worry about Qingqing's affairs. I will handle all the problems for her. If Mr. Leng has nothing to do, just go back. I don't think you Is it a bit harsh here?”

Leng Jinyu also looked at him expressionlessly: "Will you handle everything? Mr. Liao will put gold on his face. Where were you when Qing'er was anxious and sad? Where were you when Qing'er was panicked? Hey, where were you when I solved all the troubles for Qing'er?"

"Now that you have come out and said that you will take care of everything for her, you are really good at talking words. Liao Jingsen, if you can't protect Qing'er, don't delay her!"

Liao Jingsen took a step forward, and Leng Jinyu was not afraid at all. He faced him, and the atmosphere between the two instantly became tense.

"enough!"

Wei Qing couldn't bear it and shouted: "Shut up, everyone!"

She stood between the two of them, took a deep breath, and looked at Leng Jinyu: "Ayu, I really want to thank you this time. But I have some things to deal with. Can you please go back first? I will contact you later. .”

Leng Jinyu looked at her with a bit of hurt in his eyes.

Why, why couldn't Qing'er choose him once? Between him and Liao Jingsen, Qing'er's heart was always partial.

Although his heart hurt, Leng Jinyu didn't say anything more and turned around to leave.

It was already three days after Wei Qing settled Liao Jingsen's questioning and harassment.

She hurriedly contacted the customer and sent the Angel's Tears over. She breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the balance payment.

Just thinking about Leng Jinyu made her feel a little burdened.

Recalling that the Angel's Tears belonged to his sister, Wei Qing thought for a long time and felt that he should thank his sister properly. This would be equivalent to thanking Leng Jinyu in disguise.

After all, she had reconciled with Jing Sen and promised him not to see Leng Jinyu again.

Xue Yuke was teaching in the classroom when he saw a woman looking carefully at the door of the classroom.

That figure was all too familiar to her. It was Wei Qing, whom the original owner hated the most.

Xue Yuke looked intently at the professor on the podium, ignoring Wei Qing's enthusiastic hand waving to her.

But Wei Qing's movements were too big, and even the passionate professor's lecture was interrupted.

The professor looked at her with a little displeasure: "Madam, what are you doing at the door of my classroom?"

Wei Qing blushed instantly and bowed to the professor in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm here to see my sister. I'm really sorry for disturbing you."

The professor didn't bother to vent his anger with her. He turned around and looked into the classroom: "Who is her sister? Please go out and don't disturb everyone in class."

No one said anything in the classroom, everyone was looking around to find out whose sister this conspicuous bag was.

Xue Yuke was very convinced.

At first glance, this woman seems to be the type with an abnormal brain.

What age is this? Even she, an old stone, can use a mobile phone. Why can't she make a call or send a text message if something happens? He had to run over and slap him in a circle, which was embarrassing.

Besides, who is her sister? There is simply no self-awareness at all. If she had such a sister, she would immediately jump up and pinch her neck and strangle her to death.

Wei Qing looked with embarrassment at Xue Yuke, who was sitting in the front row and ignored her. She waved her hand as if calling a child: "Ning Xin, come out for a moment. I have something to tell you."

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Xue Yuke.

Xue Yuke looked up at the professor: "Professor, I don't know this strange woman, and I don't have a sister. She may have some kind of mental illness. How about we call the police."

Waves of suppressed laughter suddenly erupted in the classroom, and Wei Qing's face kept changing with embarrassment.

The professor liked Xue Yuke very much, a good student who had recently begun to work hard. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes at Wei Qing impatiently: "You have the wrong person, don't delay our class."

After saying that, he ignored her and continued with his previous lesson.