She mentioned the Demville family, making it clear that she knew what He Zhengxiao's identity meant.

The Dumville family in the United Kingdom is a world-famous top aristocracy, and successive heads of the family have inherited the dukedom. However, the reason why Demville is famous is not only because they are British aristocrats who have been inherited for a hundred years, but also because they have a wide range of family industries all over the world.

Steel, Power, Marine, Aviation, Energy, Bio...... They are involved in a wide range of industries, and even many industries are directly cooperating with the state, so there is no one who is engaged in business and politics and does not know about the Demville family. However, this is not easy for the average person to know, because the names of the companies in the Demville family are not fixed.

Only a few people in this world are qualified to know that the heirs of the Demville family represent monstrous money and power.

The meaning of this identity is also so important that it is difficult for people to look at it directly.

He Zhengxiao looked at her for a while, then let go of the restrictions on her, and leaned idly against the wall behind him, his long straight legs overlapped. He took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his trousers, took out one and lit it, and looked at Qiao Weihuan's hazy face through the thin green smoke.

The woman's voice is both soft and smooth.

"Three years ago, or two years ago, I don't remember exactly, but anyway, it was the time I went to Manchester, England to take a photo."

"The photographer who photographed me at the time was a local, and during that time in the UK, we had a very speculative conversation. Before leaving, he invited me to a party, and it was there that I realized how big the party was and who it was. ”

Qiao Weihuan paused, looked up at He Zhengxiao, and met the eyes as deep as the night without dodging: "Lovell family, you should know, right?" ”

He Zhengxiao flicked the cigarette ash elegantly, and the emotions between his eyebrows were blurred.

Qiao Weihuan comprehended what he meant, and nodded abruptly, "Yes, even if the Lovell family has a little status in Manchester, compared to your family, it will also demote your status, you just didn't ask me just now." ”

"The photographer who took me to the party was from the Lovell family, and I didn't stay long at the party before saying goodbye to her. Before leaving, you came. ”

Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips and blinked her eyes twice, "As soon as you came, the people at the party were like crazy, all of them crowded in your direction, just to be able to say a word to you." I was squeezed around, and when I went out, I was very embarrassed, my handbag was lost, my phone was lost, my skirt was torn, and I had to walk all the way back to the hotel, which was a miserable sight. I went back and asked Lovell about you, and then I didn't have a good impression of you as the culprit, and I didn't bother to say anything when I met you this time. Besides, I knew you unilaterally that time, and I went to talk to you based on this, no matter how I looked at it, I would be bored with myself. ”

Qiao Weihuan, who had spoken a long list of words, had a dry mouth, she licked her lips and continued: "Mr. He, if my previous attitude made you uncomfortable, I apologize to you. As for ...... later"

He Zheng burst out loud, interrupted Qiao Weihuan's words, and asked her in a calm voice, "What did you want to do just now?" ”

The quiet corridor is half-bright, and three or two dim lights create a series of misty spots of light on the wall.

Qiao Weihuan avoided He Zhengxiao's gaze, lowered his eyelids and stared at the patterns on the carpet, and his two hands were clenched into two small fists.

"I don't know, maybe I beat Zhou Ruobing?"

She raised her eyes again and said with a smile: "You deliberately helped me vent my anger just now, and counting the time you sent me to the hospital, I should have invited you to a meal to express your gratitude, I wonder if you have time these days?" ”

The demeanor, the rhetoric, the movements, the flawless perfection. However, there is an indescribable dissonance between her person and her performance.

It's like dividing a whole and putting it together tightly, and the decision in the middle is covered with a layer of dust by the years. Occasionally, the wind blows and the sand retreats, so that you can vaguely get a glimpse of the truth.

He Zhengxiao's gaze slid down to the black butterfly around her neck.

Qiao Weihuan was tickled by his flickering eyes, raised his hand and touched the butterfly tattoo, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Don't you have time?" You don't mind my previous attitude, do you? ”

She bent down and bowed solemnly ninety degrees, her long hair sliding a mischievous arc between movements. When she got up again, she rubbed her hands with a bitter face, "Mr. He, Mr. Demwell, Lord Duke, I know it's wrong, can you raise your noble hand and let me go?" ”

Started to be clever again?

He Zhengxiao was almost amused by her, he grabbed the cigarette butt, casually pressed it on the marble smoke extinguishing barrel next to him, and then threw it lightly, and a cigarette died.

His set of movements was extremely smooth, Qiao Weihuan couldn't see it clearly, and his heart went up and down with the light and fire of the fireworks.

…… Is this believing or not believing, and will you die if you make a statement?

Qiao Weihuan was still thinking about whether to improve the previous rhetoric again, and He Zhengxiao's good-looking hand suddenly appeared under his nose.

Fingers with distinct joints, palms with clear lines.

Qiao Weihuan: "? ”

He Zhengxiao's low and deep voice sounded above her.

"Don't you want to eat and make amends?"

Qiao Weihuan stared at his hand with a little embarrassment, "...... It's a sign of gratitude. ”

"Forget you have a fiancé." He Zhengxiao withdrew his hand without mind, stretched his arms and made a gesture of please, "Lady first." ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, and then breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he determine what He Zhengxiao meant.

He believed.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't believe it, she knows that no matter whether she says it or not, He Zhengxiao will inevitably check her, who makes this person do things without leakage.

However, even He Zhengxiao, who has eyes and hands, will not be able to find out her previous experience.

She had told so many lies that the first twenty years of her life had been in vain. Now, even when she thinks about it herself, she often can't tell which passage is true and which one is false.

The warm night breeze caressed her exposed shoulders and neck, and Qiao Weihuan couldn't help but want to sneeze, but He Zhengxiao didn't give her a chance to play, and raised his hand to put his coat on her shoulder.

Qiao Weihuan forcibly endured the sneeze back, and said uncomfortably, "Thank you." ”

The corners of He Zhengxiao's lips curled slightly, "You're welcome." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She seemed to hear a smile that shouldn't exist in his long tail note?

The car that picked up He Zhengxiao was still the Maybach Landaulet last time, and its appearance was not good-looking, and the price was touchingly expensive.

The driver, Lao Zhong, parked the car without any psychological burden, and when he saw Qiao Weihuan, his expression paused, and then he quickly opened the car door for Qiao Weihuan.

This is the second time that the young master has let this woman get into the car.

After getting in the car, Qiao Weihuan felt a little embarrassed not to speak all the time, and was about to start talking to He Zhengxiao, but the other party said abruptly: "Uncle Zhong, have you bought the car mat?" ”

Uncle Zhong replied honestly: "Yes, young master, just put it in the trunk." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

He Zhengxiao's long legs were folded, and the fingers on his knees were tapping rhythmically, and Qiao Weihuan pouted in the afterglow. In his half-squinted eyes, a layer of fine starlight floated, embellishing the night at the bottom of his eyes with a little vivid bright color.

Even though he knew that this was a little liar full of lies, he was still made happy by her.

Uncle Zhong's gaze drifted through the rearview mirror, and he nodded without a trace, his wrinkled face full of solemnity.

He Zhengxiao frowned, "Where is your home?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was still thinking about the troubles caused by the car mat, and He Zhengxiao's question was not prefixed, she reacted for a moment that this sentence was asked to her, until she found that Uncle Zhong didn't answer for a long time, so she blinked and looked at He Zhengxiao, "It's a distance from here, I'll ask the assistant to pick me up after dinner." ”

"I can't eat today's meal, I'll send you back." He Zhengxiao stopped his movements and said with deep meaning: "Don't be on guard against me, what I want to do to you, I don't need to go to your house." ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't ask him why he couldn't eat, in fact, she invited He Zhengxiao to eat, but it was always the other party who took the initiative, she wrinkled her nose and said, "Mr. He, you can't always misinterpret my kindness, I'm afraid of bothering you too much." ”

"I remember, you've already troubled me once?"

“…… All right. ”

Qiao Weihuan said the address, and the diligent Uncle Zhong immediately turned the head of the car.

During the subsequent journey, Qiao Weihuan obviously felt that the atmosphere in the car was much more condensed than before. She looked at He Zhengxiao without a trace, the other party still had a faint smile, at first glance it looked elegant and noble, and if you look closely, you will find that there is no temperature in that smile.

The appearance is too perfect, the temperament is too indifferent, like the top of the unclimbable snow-capped mountain, which makes people daunting and dare not approach.

He Zhengxiao didn't speak again, Qiao Weihuan didn't talk to him knowingly, and diverted his attention with cranky thoughts. The car drove silently all the way to the suburbs, and when they arrived at the location, before Qiao Weihuan got out of the car, the honest Uncle Zhong said: "Miss Qiao, the car mat has been cleaned, you can go back and put it on directly." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She sighed, "Mr. He, do you really want to keep talking about this stalk?" ”

He Zhengxiao's low laughter continued in the gloomy carriage, "Of course not." ”

Qiao Weihuan got out of the car, waved his hand at their car and was about to leave, He Zhengxiao suddenly lowered the window and called out to her.

"Qiao Weihuan."

Qiao Weihuan turned her head in confusion and saw the man's deep eyes.

"It's not a matter of three."

Qiao Weihuan blinked blankly, He Zhengxiao glanced at her deeply, and slowly raised the window, "Go back." ”

"Young master, they are still following, should we inform ......?"

"No, I don't." He Zhengxiao narrowed his eyes, his crossed ten fingers moved casually, and his calm voice was wrapped in the frost that disappeared, "A wild cat with impure blood can scratch people, and the lice on its body don't have that guts." ”