After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

"I'll give it to you——"

When Wen Qing heard this, she was standing outside the airport, eagerly trying to stop a taxi. Since it was the peak traffic period at this time, taxis were hard to find.

At this moment, a black Lamborghini limited edition supercar stopped at Wen Qing's feet. Wen Qing looked up and saw the handsome man who had just watched her painting on the plane.

Sitting in the sports car, he had a smile in his gentle eyes, as if he could see through her troubles at the moment.

"Well...that's not good." Wen Qing hesitated, but considering the predicament at hand, she gritted her teeth and said, "Then I'll trouble you."

The man nodded, opened the car door and let Wen Qing get in the car. As the supercar started, the scenery of the airport quickly passed by Wen Qing's eyes.

Wen Qing casually glanced at the man who was driving. His clothes were like the poetry of low-key luxury, and every detail was full of delicacy and taste.

The dark gray cashmere suit has smooth lines and fits the body shape. It is visually a work of art hand-sewn by top European tailors. The inner shirt is a silk product from Italy's top luxury brand. It is soft and comfortable, slightly wrinkled, but makes it more casual.

His tie was made of dark red silk with subtle golden dark lines, which made it look noble but not ostentatious. His watch is a Patek Philippe limited edition, a perfect combination of stainless steel and rose gold, which not only shows his wealth, but also maintains his composure. His shoes are hand-made custom-made leather shoes with a glossy upper surface. You can tell at a glance that they are of high quality.

His temperament seems to be the kind of calmness and calmness that have been battle-tested for a long time. Sitting in the driver's seat of Lamborghini's limited-edition supercar, he seems to be the king in control of everything.

This supercar is a limited edition classic released by Lamborghini last year. Its streamlined body sparkles in the sun and attracts everyone's attention every time it is driven out.

His face is profound and charming. A pair of eagle eyes shone with wisdom, a tall nose and a faint smile hanging on the corners of her thin lips. That smile seems to contain all the wisdom and tolerance in the world.

He is a low-key yet luxurious, restrained yet powerful man. He doesn't need words, just a look and a smile to make people feel his charm.

"I - there are flowers on my face?" An Ming smiled. His smile was like the sunshine in spring, warm and friendly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Wen Qing suddenly came back to her senses and realized the gaffe she had just made. She touched her nose awkwardly, "Um, thank you for giving me a ride today."

An Ming's smile was still as warm as before, and he shook his head gently to show that he didn't care. His eyes stayed on Wen Qing's face for a moment, and then he said softly: "You're welcome - but actually, I know there are no flowers on my face, but your face seems to have flowers... ..I think your smile must be more beautiful than flowers, but it’s a pity that you have a sad face now.”

"Sorry, my family member was injured and hospitalized, so I feel a little heavy." Wen Qing replied with a wry smile.

"By the way, what's your name?" Wen Qing suddenly thought, and then under the gaze of An Ming waiting at the red light, her cheeks turned slightly red and she explained: "I mean, my schedule today was arranged in a hurry. I got off the plane and rushed to the hospital to see my brother, but couldn't get a taxi. If you hadn't helped me in time, I would have been in trouble. Besides... I've seen the news about the car you drove before. It costs 20 to 30 million! I am really grateful that a busy person like you can spare time to send me to the hospital."

"What if I'm just the driver...?" An Ming joked.

"Well... maybe someone will book business class for their driver. And with your outfit, a driver with an annual income of tens of millions can afford it-" Wen Qing winked mischievously. , obviously she knew An Ming was joking.

An Ming looked at Wen Qing. Her smile was like the warm spring sun, bright and warm, and he couldn't help but be stunned. He whispered: "You look a lot like my sister, especially your eyes."

Wen Qing's eyes were like a clear lake, curved when she smiled, like crescent moons hanging in the night sky, glowing with a soft luster.

An Ming remembered that his sister once had such innocent eyes, which filled his heart with endless nostalgia.

"Your smile is beautiful, look at how nice it is to smile," An Ming said softly.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled brighter. Her smile is like spring flowers blooming in the sunshine, so bright and moving that people can't help but want to get closer.

An Ming looked at her, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart. This girl not only has eyes like his sister, but also has a smile that can heal people's hearts.

He suddenly felt that maybe the meeting between them was not accidental, but was arranged by God.

"I look like your sister, is this the truth or is it your usual way of flirting with girls?" Wen Qing asked.

"Of course I'm telling the truth, I never lie. You really look like her..." An Ming replied.

Wen Qing sat in the passenger seat. She felt a little uneasy, but she felt a little warm. An Ming's eyes were sincere and his tone was gentle, which made her feel at ease.

"Your sister must be very cute, right?" Wen Qing asked. An Ming smiled, "Yes, she is a very cute girl, and people can't help but want to protect her."

Just then, the green light suddenly turned on. An Ming smiled slightly and firmly stepped on the accelerator of the sports car. The sound of tires rubbing against the ground echoed in the silent streets, like a moving symphony.

The limited-edition sports car attracted a lot of attention on the street, but An Ming was accustomed to all this and had long ignored it. He drove the car with firm eyes, not distracted by the people who were looking at him.

Wen Qing was even less in the mood to care about other people's eyes. She just wanted to rush to the hospital quickly, see her father and Nuannuan, and learn more about her cousin Wen Zheng's injury.

"By the way, why didn't you tell me your name just now?" Wen Qing really wanted to thank An Ming, so she asked again.

"An Ming—" An Ming replied softly. His voice was gentle and full of charm, making people fall in love with him unconsciously.

"Originally, I wanted to keep it a little mysterious and give you my business card when you get off the car so that you can remember me more deeply. But now that you already know my name, I don't know what will happen. You won't forget me soon." An Ming chuckled.

"Haha -" Wen Qing smiled awkwardly, "Even if you already know my name, you are still full of mystery in my eyes."

She thought to herself, is this man interested in me?