Chapter 191: The Evil Star of Fate
Not giving her time to react at all, Song Nanqiao held the documents and stared at the speeding Cayenne, when did she learn to be so .........
Skin!
If this matter were changed to Zuo Lin, she would not be new at all.
But Sheng Sheng is simply incredible.
When it comes to cooperation, it's the two of them every time.
It's the same as negotiating.
As everyone knows, she doesn't want to talk to him alone!
With a heavy responsibility, I walked into the elevator and looked at the gradually increasing numbers above.
With a slight press on the corner of his eyebrows, the elevator clanged and the door opened.
Outside the door, there was the sound of footsteps.
Tang Jingze thought it was Wei Ya, who had gone and returned, and did not look up.
"What's the matter? Are you busy?"
She went in and saw him looking down and busy working on the papers, frowning as if he had encountered some difficult problem.
In Song Nanqiao's heart, he has always been able to do everything with ease.
But behind every success, she doesn't believe that it's so easy.
"Why are you here?"
Listening to the voice, he raised his eyes and landed on Song Nanqiao, who was holding a lot of materials in her hand and looked very heavy.
He got up, took his hand, and placed it on his desk.
"You are busy first, I won't bother you, when you are done, I will discuss with you the case of Bishanda. β
Expressing his intention very neatly, Song Nanqiao turned sideways and sat on the sofa in the living room and began to fiddle with his mobile phone.
She's also busy.
"Good. β
Tang Jingze answered lightly and sat back down.
Song Nanqiao saw the small cake on the coffee table at a glance, and she smiled, as if she was a little mocking.
The two of them, each busy, do not interfere with each other.
I don't know how long it took.
It's dark outside the window.
Tang Jingze twisted his stiff neck, looked away, and looked at Song Nanqiao on the sofa.
She didn't know when she had fallen asleep on it.
Standing up and walking over, he poked her in the shoulder.
"Wake up. β
Xu was so tired that Song Nanqiao didn't feel it at all, continued to turn around, and went back to sleep.
Tang Jingze couldn't help but pull his lips when he saw her like this.
At this time, she is not sharp-tongued, not cold-faced, and she doesn't look so annoying.
Sitting down next to her, he leaned over.
She had no make-up on her face, she wore an over-the-knee trench coat, and he had never felt as quiet as she was now, and something was melting in his heart.
Tang Jingze bent down to support her waist and picked her up.
"Bastard. β
She muttered, but Tang Jingze heard it clearly.
"Who?"
He wanted to ask inexplicably.
"Tang Jingze, bastard. β
For a moment, he threw her back on the couch without thinking.
Song Nanqiao woke up suddenly.
Some looked at the man with a black face in front of him in a daze, and didn't understand why he had this attitude.
"What's wrong with you?"
She's dizzy.
Yesterday, I was busy with the case, and I hardly slept at all.
Just now, for some reason, I actually fell asleep staring at my phone.
I moved my body and frowned in pain.
"What kind of wind?"
"Who do you think is a bastard?"
Song Nanqiao was stunned for an instant, "I said you bastard?"
Now, his face was even darker.
She could see his gritted teeth shaking, slightly embarrassed.
"Dream talk, not really. β
How did I think in my heart, I actually said it in my dream.
In her memory, she never talked in her dreams, and the first time, she was caught by him.
"I think it's what you're talking about. β
He is a little reluctant.
"If you understand it this way, there's nothing wrong with it, after all, people like you, to say a bastard, are all complimenting you. β
Pushing the man away a little, Song Nanqiao got up, not wanting to be swept away by his inhibiting pressure, and after getting away, she could really show her true side.
"If you scold people when you sleep, it doesn't count, if you have to be entangled, I won't do it. β
He turned over and handed him the papers that were on the table.
"I still advise you to read these materials and be satisfied or not. β
The eyes subconsciously looked out the window, the neon lights flickered together, and there was noise in the silence.
Tang Jingze's dark eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the information in his hand.
"Not satisfied. β
She suddenly turned her head.
"You have a personal vendetta against the communiquΓ©, you haven't even read it, how can you be dissatisfied?"
"To say dissatisfied, is to be dissatisfied. β
He threw the information out of his hand, extending his irritability.
"Tang Jingze, can you have a good attitude like this? If you go on like this, I don't have time to play with you. β
He tilted his head and looked at her indifferently, with unforgiving stubbornness on his handsome face.
"Apologies. β
"What?"
"You apologize for what you said just now!"
Do you want to be more naΓ―ve, just when you sleep, you just say it casually and get angry?
Still lingering!
It's ............
Taking a deep breath, Song Nanqiao walked over and pulled out a far-fetched smile.
"Okay, I'll admit, I shouldn't be swearing, but you're not a good thing. β
His face grew darker and darker.
"You don't have to talk about this attitude. β
"If you like to talk about it, I'll do it directly, anyway, you don't have a good attitude, and if you lose money and make money, it depends on the destiny of heaven. β
It's really not speculative for more than half a sentence.
This dead man.
Taking a big step, just a few steps, she paused, turned around, and picked up the small cake on the coffee table.
Throw it straight at him.
Tang Jingze didn't answer, and the small cake in the box fell to the ground and immediately deformed.
Song Nanqiao gave him a blank look and walked out.
Downstairs, the cold breeze was blowing.
She tugged on her windbreaker, held the thick materials, and looked at the coldness in front of the door.
His teeth trembled, and his heart churned with great depression.
Sheng Sheng drove the car away.
She doesn't even have a car now, and looking at the watch in her hand, it's already half past eleven, and it's not easy to get a taxi.
Look up at the towering building.
He..........
She.........
Speechless sigh.
"What's the matter?
In the underground garage, an extremely dazzling Maybach rushed out, passed by her side, and stopped.
Song Nanqiao narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to block the dazzling headlights that came over.
The other party lowered the window.
Who else can there be besides Tang Jingze!
It seemed that looking at her depressed appearance, he was in a good mood.
The corners of the lips are slightly hooked.
"If you say something nice, I might consider letting you in the car. β
She pulled away from the corner of her eye, "Forget it, you don't need it." β
Even if you are tired to death, you have to be dignified.
Send him home?
She was afraid that he would be thrown out on a whim.
Throwing off the wavy curls that had just been permed today, Song Nanqiao stepped on high heels, held a stack of documents, and walked back towards the way home.
I kept complaining about Sheng Sheng in my heart.
It's just a hit star, why every time you meet him, you must have something wrong!
I have never suffered this kind of grievance since I was a child.
"Hey, really don't come up?"
She could feel that he was constantly following her, asking with a smile.
"No, I don't. β
After walking for a while, my toes hurt.
She is 1.7 meters, the height of her high heels is 8 centimeters, and she can't hold it at 90 pounds.
Coupled with the weight in his hand and the bag, the bones were about to break.
Tang Jingze drove with one hand, turned on the air conditioner, deliberately turned on the music, and raised his eyes from time to time, looking at the stubborn woman walking in front.
I knew that walking in high heels for a long time would hurt me, but I still refused to admit defeat.
Half an hour later, he was always on his heels.
I sigh from the bottom of my heart, but it's really stubborn!