Chapter 82: True or False
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Liang Chaxiang shook off her hand.
She was not interested in knowing Zhuang Yating's so-called secret.
"You don't want to know Xiao Qingyang, who is he?" Zhuang Yating said loudly.
Liang Chaxiang was stunned, she didn't have doubts, such as the implementation of the piecework system, Xiao Qingyang invited Xiao Zhen for her, and .......
It's just that every time, she is deliberately avoiding and not delving into the meaning.
Now she can't deceive herself anymore, Liang Chaxiang closed her eyes, and a voice in her head sighed softly, and she heard her voice tremble slightly.
"Who is he?" Liang Chaxiang tried to calm herself down, and turned to look at Zhuang Yating steadily.
Zhang Yating was disappointed for a moment, Liang Chaxiang didn't have the loss she wanted on her face, and she raised her eyebrows.
Let's see how long you can fit it.
"It's pathetic!" Her tone was frivolous, "Xiao Qingyang, Xinglong Chang Shao Dong's ......"
Liang Chaxiang's face changed, and she grabbed Zhuang Yating's wrist, "What do you mean?" Make it clear. β
It's still pretending at this time.
Zhuang Yating pursed her lips and shook off Liang Chaxiang angrily, "What do you mean?" Aren't you smart? Don't know what that means? If this is what you want, then as you wish, let me tell you, Xiao Qingyang doesn't like you at all, and dreams of becoming the hostess of Xinglongchang and the Xiao family's compound? Don't be delusional, you die of this heart! β
Liang Chaxiang's ears were buzzing, and countless grass and mud horses galloped past in his head, like waves crashing against the shore.
Xiao Qingyang and Xiao Zhen ......, the sky spun around for a while, and his feet were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
"Sister," Wang Camellia was quick and helped her, "Are you okay?" His voice was full of worry.
Liang Chaxiang's pale face squeezed out a hint of a smile, "I'm fine, let's go!" β
Zhuang Yating saw Liang Camellia leave like this, this was not at all different from what she imagined, how could she leave like this? What about the imaginary crying and grabbing the ground? What about exciting syncope?
Oops! Zhuang Yating picked up her skirt and hurriedly chased after her, she was so proud that she forgot what kind of virtue this wild girl was, maybe she knew the truth, and she pestered Xiao Qingyang even more and refused to let go.
Her father has said many times that women chase men, even if Xiao Qingyang has no intention now, he can't stand this wild girl's stubborn fight.
"Liang Chaxiang, don't bother in vain, my cousin won't like you, just die of this heart!"
Zhuang Yazhuang stepped on his high heels, chased a few steps and didn't catch up, shouting loudly behind him.
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Xiao Qingyang held a rose in his hand and walked briskly into Liang Chaxiang's office.
"Is Cha Xiang willing to marry me?" He knelt on one knee, the fiery rose was raised in front of Liang Chaxiang, the temperature in his eyes was like the warmth of the summer sun, and his voice was mellow and hoarse.
If it weren't for Zhuang Yating's words, Liang Chaxiang would have been fascinated, I don't know what time it is, but now I feel particularly ironic.
She pulled the corners of her mouth, took the rose in Xiao Qingyang's hand with a sneer, raised her hand and threw it to the sky, and it rained red roses in the office.
"Young Master Xiao, if you think this is fun, then you did it, please go back!" Liang Chaxiang said coldly with an expressionless face.
"Tea fragrance," Xiao Qingyang eagerly grabbed Liang Chaxiang's thin white and tender little hand, "I'm not kidding, I'm serious." β
"Seriously?" Liang Chaxiang laughed angrily, "I remember asking you, do you have anything to do with Boss Xiao?" What did you say at the time? β
"Remember," Xiao Qingyang nodded, "I said that I am not related to him." β
"Isn't that interesting?" Liang Chaxiang's face was full of anger, "Zhang Yating told me." β
Xiao Qingyang looked at Liang Chaxiang, panicked in his heart, and grabbed Liang Chaxiang's hand and couldn't help but increase his strength.
Liang Chaxiang shook it twice, but she couldn't get rid of it, she broke Xiao Qingyang's fingers little by little, word by word, and seemed to use up all her strength, "Xiao Dagongzi is delicate and expensive, and a rough girl like me is not worthy of you." β
She deliberately accentuated the words "Xiao Dagongzi" and "unworthy".
"Cha Xiang," Xiao Qingyang's voice was anxious, reaching out to grab her arm, "I can explain this matter, I didn't mean to hide it from ......"
At the beginning, Liang Chaxiang asked if they were relatives, he replied that it was not, and there was a sentence interrupted by Liang Chaxiang, he wanted to tell her that they were father and son, and then he wanted to mention it, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity, and he felt that his family background and Liang Chaxiang had no causal connection between him and Liang Chaxiang, and Liang Chaxiang would not look up or down on him because of his family background.
Now it seems that he was wrong?
"Get out!" Liang Chaxiang didn't wait for him to finish, pointed to the door and shouted.
She only felt a chill all over her body, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
Xiao Qingyang's face turned pale, and only restlessness remained in his deep eyes, he felt that he remembered the relationship between the mother and daughter of the Liang family, Camellia didn't care about his identity and status, but he cherished the interaction between relatives and friends, and his behavior was tantamount to deceiving her!
"Tea fragrance," he shouted eagerly, "I can solve ......"
"Get outβ"
Liang Chaxiang didn't want to listen to his rhetoric anymore, and shouted out with all her strength.
"Cha Xiang, please, don't do this!" Xiao Qingyang stopped her waist, and stretched out his ape arm to hold her tightly in his arms, "Listen to my explanation." β
Xiao Qingyang's hands were tightly cuffed, so he was afraid that as soon as he let go, Liang Chaxiang would disappear.
"Let it go...... Let go ......, you let me go......" Liang Chaxiang kicked and hit, scratched, and pinched like losing her mind, and staged a full martial arts.
Xiao Qingyang let her scratch like a vent, but she didn't let go.
Liang Chaxiang suddenly stopped moving, stiffened her body and held it, "Go out, I'm tired!" β
There was indescribable exhaustion and desolation in his voice.
Xiao Qingyang's heart tightened, this time he really hurt her too deeply, but he really didn't mean to, he was angry now, and when she was angry, he would explain to her again.
"Rest well, I'll see you later!"
Xiao Qingyang was reluctant, let go of Liang Chaxiang, and walked out with heavy steps, not forgetting to carefully help her close the door.
Liang Chaxiang fell into the chair dejectedly, endured the tears of the morning, and flowed down uncontrollably, like a river bursting its embankment.
Ban Yan wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and his fingers were unconscious, swiping around on Guangjian's office desktop.
Xiao Qingyang is actually the son of Xiao Zhen!
Liang Chaxiang felt a pain in her heart, as if a blunt knife had inserted / into her heart, gurgling blood.
Liang Chaxiang's mind was in turmoil, what kind of role did Xiao Qingyang play?
How true is he to her? How much fake?
Liang Chaxiang knocked his head hard, when did he still think about these messes.