Ding Rou shook her head. The eye is focused on the button for emergency rescue.

Press the call button. She called out to the other end with some anxiety. "Is there anyone ... Elevator malfunction. Please hurry up. ”

The response from the opposite side was noisy. I finally answered a few times. Silence returned. Ding Rou really can't help it. Some leaned against the wall of the staircase door in a sullen manner.

"Don't be in too much of a hurry. Looks like you're not from this company either. The man was still chatting with her unhurriedly. Don't mind being stuck in an elevator. "Yes to it. I didn't expect much. Such a coincidence, not bad. I can still get to know you. ”

Ding Rou pretended not to hear. Stubbornly waiting for the elevator to be repaired.

The man, though weak, always looked at her face playfully. In the eyes of the eyes. It's a mystical aura. However. Finally, he was still a little suffocated. Raise your hand with difficulty. I want to pull the collar a little bigger.

"I wish you were pretending. Ding Rou frowned. I still couldn't help but half-squat. Reached. Untie the neckline for him a bit. Then he admonished. "Don't move. Don't get excited. You'd better rest now. ”

The man's lips were somewhat white. A smile overflowed. He knew behind this cold face. It should be gentle kindness.

He was accustomed to seeing women who were attracted by his outstanding appearance and outfits. And such a coldness. He knew it wasn't out of desire. Instead, it made his eyes light up. She's not pretending. It's natural. And he is not included in the fundus.

It's just that. His state doesn't allow for that. I could only wait for the arrival of help.

"My surname is Yuan...", without waiting for him to introduce himself next. The elevator suddenly sounded. Instantly. Ding Rou got up and followed the voice. Soon. In less than half a minute. The elevator doors were opened.

"There was also a patient with limited mobility inside. Do not move. Call a paramedic immediately. "The first step out of the elevator. Ding Rou quickly and well-fashioned commanded the repair personnel. Under the jaw-dropping of several people. Turn away.

"We'll meet again...", listening to the indifferent female voice. The man in the elevator raised an eyebrow. Grunted softly.

******

"Hey. Leng Dong. I have something to say to you. Bian climbed desperately up the stairwell. Ding Rou tried her best to dissuade her on the other end of the phone. Listening to Leng Zhiqing, he didn't seem to have left the office. So. All can still be saved.

Thinking about the organization's handling. Ding Rou walked upstairs worriedly.

Finally, with the permission of Secretary Yin, he stood at the door of the chairman's office. Ding Rou calmed her breathing. Just wanted to knock on the door and get in. But I heard a cold voice from inside. "Are you sure ... Send a few more people. Escort you back. ”

Another male voice rang out. "Nothing. You're sure your suspicions are justified. ”

"Not really. Leng Zhiqing's voice was lowered. "Perhaps. It's just that... Feel. His deep voice was like a cloud in the dark night. It's so ethereal that it's hard to grasp.

Ding Rou's heart tightened for a while. She stretched out her hand. Cautiously trying to push the door open a gap.

However. Behind her, another broad palm pushed the door open for her.

Didn't wait for her to react. Already with the same force. Pushed through the door. Thinking about how to cope with the scene in front of you. She watched intently as Leng Zhiqing and Owen in the room were cautiously discussing the porcelain tiles that had been folded up.

The eye touched the traces of the blood. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous. But even more surprised than her. It's Leng No-Qing and Owen. Their surprise was more condensed to the man who entered the door with her.

"How about you. Leng Zhiqing's voice suddenly changed its tone. Ding Rou knows. There was a lot of threat and displeasure in it.

Subconsciously. She raised her eyes. I saw the face I saw in the elevator just now. Time. She barely knew how to describe her stunned feelings. And the man who was as tall as the head had returned to normal at this time. He looks like a normal person. The evil eyes glanced down at Ding Rou. Indifferently facing forward. "Looking for you. Naturally, there are important things. Unexpectedly. The world's rival is cold. There are also times when the lottery is hung. ”

Ding Rou pursed her lips. There was no sound.

This kind of friction between men. It's always been between words and laughter. Just like this man. In front of Leng Zhiqing, he completely restrained his weak state. In an instant, it took on the strength and provocation.

Leng Zhiqing did not show weakness. He looked straight at him with a sneer. "The sky is unpredictable. Who knows. Who's going to be the next second to hang the lottery? ”

The smell of gunpowder smoke is getting heavier. Ding Rou didn't care about this. Her attention was all focused on the porcelain tiles. And Leng Zhiqing frowned at her return. She shouldn't have been here at this time. Especially not wanting to see her suddenly stand so close to another man.

"Miss Ann. We have something to talk about. Can you avoid it? The man spoke suddenly. It really surprised Leng Zhiqing and Ding Rou in the room.

"You—" Ding Rou raised her eyes. I look at those eyes that are both good and evil. I don't know when he started knowing his name.

The man smirked. And Leng Zhiqing's face suddenly turned blue. It made his voice a little higher. "So. You let me carry you out. ”

Ding Rou was suddenly even more shocked and speechless.

Even the identity of Anne. She didn't understand how this half-killed person could add fuel to the fire between her and Leng Zhiqing. However. Time is running out. Leng Zhiqing was the first to speak. "Annie. Your and my business. We'll talk about that later. Irving. You take her out. ”

Owen grimaced. Seeing that those porcelain pieces with blood could not be taken away at this time. He couldn't help but exchange glances with Leng Zhiqing.

And the other side seems to be aware of this. Advance. Melodious without a hint of hesitation, bypassing the cold Qing. Walk over to the huge desk. Pick up a piece of porcelain. I put it in front of my eyes and looked at it. "Where did you get this antique... Can't tell. You now have a new hobby. ”

"It's not about you. Leng Zhiqing's eyes were a little deeper. "Owen. Take Anne out. ”

Ding Rou held her breath. Watching the secret contest between the two people in front of him. Some couldn't guess what the situation was. And Owen was already a little helpless and walked out of the office with her.

One out of the house. Owen retorted a little uncontrollably. "It doesn't matter if you have anything to do with him or not. He should still be persuaded to do so. Don't go on like this...", lamenting Leng Zhiqing's current state. He looked at Ding Rou almost with some grief.

Ding Rou pretended not to understand. "I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

Owen sighed even more. He didn't listen to Steward Li's words. Now you may be the only one who can stop him from going mad. Inside. That person. was his best friend when he was a child. But now..."·