Chapter Seventy-Two: Jealousy
Although I was very angry in my heart, I still couldn't bear it, and I couldn't bear to let her suffer a little grievance.
Seeing that small figure from a distance, his cold heart also turned into a finger twist in an instant.
Stopped, got down, wrapped her tightly in his coat, and carried her into the car with a dozen strokes.
After experiencing joy, disappointment, and doubt, Ling Che was thrown into the car so violently before he could react to what had happened.
Xiang Ke didn't say a word, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The figure outside the car window flashed by, and Su Lingxi was looking at this ride with his mouth wide open.
The car was moving fast, and Lingche's heart was speeding up with the obvious speeding car.
"Overspeeding." Lingche sat up and reminded.
"Sit down." Xiang Ke's voice was cold, just like when she first saw him, which made people feel afraid.
"But." Lingche wanted to persuade again, but a sharp turn made her scream.
"Xiang Ke, you don't want to die!" Lingche shouted!
But Xiang Ke didn't mean to stop at all, just raised his hand and handed her a thick envelope.
Lingche took it suspiciously, gently pulled out a photo from it, and instantly petrified.
"You stupid woman!" Xiang Ke's voice suddenly softened: "I studied law anyway, so I was secretly photographed so easily?" ”
"Are you mad at this?" Lingche's heart was shocked, remembering what Lingxi had done to Xiaomin, and this time it must be Lingxi's means. "I'm innocent!"
"I know." Xiang Ke's anger surged up again: "You're too stupid, aren't you, why were you taken advantage of so easily?" ”
"I, I'll pay attention next time." Lingche muttered.
"Do you want to have a next time?" Xiang Ke glared at him, and Ling Che suddenly regained the feeling of fear he had when he had a meeting in the past. However, even so, this fear makes people faintly feel a little reassured.
is a very down-to-earth kind of peace of mind, he scolds you, at least it shows that he cares about you, if he doesn't even bother to scold, it can only mean that you are completely helpless.
This is what Linda told Lingche when she joined the company, but after getting along for so long, Xiang Ke, who turned on the boyfriend mode, was so gentle and amiable, that it made people forget that he still has such a strict side. Xiang Ke's gentleness made her intoxicated, but more uneasy, and she always felt that there was alienation in this politeness.
But today, he was angry, to be exact, jealous!
Although he was scolded, Lingche regained that long-lost steadfastness. Could it really be that as Dahua said, she is the legendary masochist?
Thinking of this, Ling Che couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand, and gently shook Xiang Ke's hand holding the steering wheel.
It's just the most ordinary physical contact, but Xiang Ke's heart shook slightly, looking at Lingche's eyes full of flames, and he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
"Where are you going?" Lingche was unsteady and exclaimed.
"Come home with me." Xiang Ke's voice wandered in the night sky, full of charm.
……
Wake up in the morning, the sun is shining, and the whole room is warmed by the fireplace.
"It's a luxury to be rich." Ling Che lay on Xiang Ke's sturdy chest and said with a smile: "I'm at home, and I have to freeze to death every morning when I get up!" "If you like, you can move in with you." Xiang Ke chuckled: "I always thought that Ming Media was marrying, but I didn't expect to end up on the road of no return to merging without media." "You ......" Lingche was angry and bit his shoulder hard.
"Ahh Xiang Ke exclaimed: "Just kidding, I don't want to be like this, I have wronged you." ”
"I've wronged you." Ling Che lowered his head, buried his fingers in Xiang Ke's hair, gently rubbed his head and said, "I'm sorry, I want you to wait another year." ”
"It's okay." After tossing for a night, half of his anger had already disappeared, and he showed a complete smile to Ke Rare: "Who let you rely on me, let alone a year, even if you have to wait for a lifetime!" ”
"You ......" Ling Che couldn't help but shout again!
……
After breakfast, Xiang Ke sent Lingche downstairs to the company, although he drove fast all the way, he was still inevitably late. "Will your driver's license be revoked because of this?" Ling Che looked at Ke Dao apologetically.
"You'd better care about whether you'll be scolded for being late, right?" Xiang Ke said with a smile.
Thinking of their first head-to-head confrontation in Tengfei, Xiang Ke said leisurely: "But Ding Dong is different from me, he doesn't like to scold, he only plays yin." You're probably miserable, and today's task will definitely be heavy. Do you want me to go up and help you plead? ”
Ling Che glanced at him proudly and said, "No, I can handle such a trivial matter!" ”
Can you get it? Xiang Ke smiled suspiciously and said, "It's up to you." ”
Hum! Listening to his tone, it is obvious that he is extremely distrustful of himself! Lingche gritted his teeth and plunged into the elevator. Ding Dong is not a tiger, he is just half an hour late, is it possible that he can still eat people?
Rushed into the office, but there was no one!
It seems unlikely, even if Yang Nan occasionally comes a little late, Li Man has always been very punctual!
Looking at the slightly half-open door of the chairman's office, Ling Che secretly screamed in his heart, could it be that they were all inside?
So what should you do? Do you also have to take the initiative to go in and report in? Or do you pretend to continue with your day's work as if nothing happened?
Just as he was hesitating, the people inside seemed to hear the movement outside, and Yang Nan poked his head out of the crack in the door: "Lingche, come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" ”
Ling Che hurriedly grabbed last night's materials and squeezed in.
To be exact, it was indeed squeezed in. Ding Dafa's office was full of people at the moment, and in addition to his secretary, the chief lawyer of the legal team and their assistants were all there. The already small office was suddenly packed.
Ding Dafa raised his head from a pile of documents, stared at Lingche through the thick lenses, and said seriously, word by word: "Su Lingche, you are late." ”
Lingche was anxious, and subconsciously lied: "I'm sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road, it's late." ”
"Traffic jams? Lingche, haven't you always taken the subway to work? Riemann wondered.
The atmosphere in the office suddenly became very awkward, and Riemann's unintentional words were equivalent to telling everyone that Lingche was not only late, but also lying.
Riemann probably realized that he had lost his words, and lowered his head and stopped talking.
Lingche's brain is spinning fast, and she can't explain that she didn't go home last night, but boss, it's really necessary to pester her late pigtails in front of so many people! Could it be that as Xiang Ke said, he is playing yin? Thinking of this, Lingche hurriedly straightened his mind. If you joke with Ke, do you really take it seriously?