Chapter 682

Qin Xu walked out of the elevator room with his slender legs.

Take out your car keys and head towards the garage.

A black Bentley just drove into the garage.

The car door opened, and from the black Bentley, a man familiar to Qin Xu stepped down.

The gentle smile on the corner of Qin Xu's lips gradually disappeared.

He looked at Li Tingsheng with a smile, and put one hand in his trouser pocket: "Mr. Li is so late, and he still comes to talk to a female subordinate about work?" ”

Qin Xu emphatically emphasized the three words of work.

Li Tingsheng's cold gaze stayed on Qin Xu.

Qin Xu's mood is obviously good.

The tie is tied casually, not like the style used to be in the mall.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Li Tingsheng took a few steps forward and walked in front of Qin Xu, staring at Qin Xu tightly with starry eyes as dark as night.

Lowered his voice and squeezed a sentence out of his lips: "What are you doing here?" ”

Qin Xu was not afraid at all.

He shrugged his shoulders and replied in a good manner, "I'm Anna's fiancé, isn't it a common thing to come to her house for dinner?" ”

Qin Xu said, evoking a provocative smile.

"Fiancé? How did I not know she had a fiancé. Li Tingsheng's thin lips pursed into a straight line.

"There's a lot you don't know, do you know her past?" Qin Xu gently patted Li Tingsheng's stiff shoulder and left in style.

A few minutes later, there was the sound of an engine starting.

The black sedan leaves the garage.

Li Tingsheng's upright back was stiff, his hands were clenched into fists, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were bursting up.

Could it be that Qin Xu knew about her past?

Bastard!

Li Tingsheng slammed the door of the Bentley.

There was a loud bang.

The driver in the car and Li An suddenly sounded.

What did Qin Xu and Mr. Li say just now, how did Mr. Li look like that?

Li Tingsheng lit a cigarette.

He leaned against the door, his back slightly bent.

Soon, several cigarette butts that had been discarded by Li Tingsheng appeared on the ground.

He pinched out the last cigarette and lowered his eyes reddening as he looked at the dial on his wrist.

It's past ten o'clock.

I'm afraid she's already resting.

Li Tingsheng's voice was sand hoarse.

"I'll go up and have a look, and you can go back."

Li An did not bite the bullet to persuade Li Tingsheng.

A bitter aura emanated from Li Tingsheng's body. Ang Lee knew that his boss was angry at this moment.

Li Tingsheng walked briskly towards the apartment building.

Soon, he came to the door of Xu Ruoqing's apartment.

The man who was full of aura in the past hesitated when he rang the doorbell at this time.

The knobby hand paused in mid-air.

"Do you know anything about her past?"

Qin Xu's words were like a fish thorn, making Li Tingsheng feel like a fish in his throat.

The cold white hand gradually clenched into a fist.

He turned sideways in pain and leaned against the wall.

Habitually touching the cigarette in his arms, he found that it was gone.

Just now in the parking lot, all the cigarettes were smoked by him.

Li Tingsheng tiredly raised his hand and put it on his eyes.

He missed her.