When Lu Qingchen returned to the office after the meeting, he saw Song Xingran sitting in his office chair.

The fair, slender hand was playing with his metal fountain pen.

The little girl looked lazy and lazy, and her body was shrunk in the chair, making her look more petite.

"Hungry?"

Lu Qingchen's thin lips opened lightly and walked towards him.

Song Xingran opened his eyelids to look at him, and did not answer his question directly, but said, "Lu Qingchen, what are you hiding from me?" ”

The man paused for a moment, and simply stood in place, leaning against the desk next to him.

His slender legs were slightly bent and he squinted at her.

"Why do you ask?"

The tone is light, and I can't hear joy, anger and sorrow.

Song Xingran snapped and put the pen in his hand on the table.

Stand up, look up and look at him.

"I saw Qi Mo today, you say, isn't it very mysterious."

"Someone who is obviously dead has appeared in front of me, don't tell me, you don't know anything about it."

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes slightly, and met her clear eyes.

It's clean, and it's like it's full of stars, and it's beautiful.

"I really don't know."

His thin lips opened lightly, and he took the little girl's hand with one hand, and played with it casually.

Her hands were so soft that they were comfortable to hold.

Delicate and delicate, just like her.

He couldn't put it down.

"You lied to me." Song Xingran glared at him, and his tone suddenly changed fiercely.

How could Lu Qingchen not know? He hated Qi Mo so much......

"How do you know it's Qi Mo, what if it's wrong?"

The man said slowly, those inky black eyes, looking straight at her.

Song Xingran replied very firmly: "It's impossible to be mistaken, I remember his face very clearly, I ......"

Before she could finish her words, the man pinched her chin.

Lu Qingchen slowly lowered his head, his eyes gloomy: "Remember clearly?" ”

The scorching breath hit her face, but the tone was cold.

Song Xingran subconsciously shrunk his neck, and it was not difficult to see that he was angry.

Before she could speak, the hand that was holding her chin tightened again.

It hurt so much that she frowned.

"I remember I said, don't put his name in front of me."

"Dyeing and dyeing always don't learn well."

The man's voice was cold, and his eyes were dark and gloomy.

With that, he suddenly let go, leaned over, and kissed her chin.

Song Xingran: "......"

The brain is crashing.

The jaw that was pinched and hurt by him just now has become hot, and she thought, it must be even redder.

This pervert.

Song Xingran took a deep breath and kept his senses and said, "I'm really not mistaken. ”

"Lu Qingchen, you have to give me an explanation."

"Why?"

Lu Qingchen narrowed his eyes, stroked her soft hair, and said lightly with thin lips: "Do you believe me?" ”

Song Xingran raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked what is this for?

It was puzzling, but she nodded.

"Then find out for yourself."

Lu Qingchen said lightly.

He had no evidence of what happened back then, so it was not convincing.

Believe it, say it, she doesn't believe it.

will only think that he harmed the Qi family.

Because of his jealousy, the Qi family was ruined and killed Qi Mo......

Same as four years ago.

Even if Qi Mo is not dead now, she will still think in her heart that it is his fault.

They're going to get close to her for revenge, and that's right, so take a gamble.

Yes, Lu Qingchen is gambling.

Bet on which side his dyeing will be on.

Four years on, everything seems to be back to the way it was.

If, in the end, she chooses him, it means that she has fully accepted him in her heart.

No reservations.

If, in the end, she chose someone else.

Lu Qingchen's eyes dimmed, so he might ...... will really turn into a madman.

Song Xingran heard his answer and pursed his mouth in dissatisfaction.

What are you doing with all this inscrutable?

"So, you already knew he wasn't dead?"

Lu Qingchen looked at the girl in front of him deeply: "I don't know." ”

"Liar." Song Xingran twisted the back of his hand.

Lu Qingchen didn't speak, indeed, he lied to her.

But none of that matters.

What matters is how she sees him in her heart.

So in this gamble, he had to gamble, bet on his life.

Lu Qingchen knew very well that as long as he won, he would not suffer from gains and losses like this.

Song Sung-ran did not continue the topic.

Since he asked her to check it herself, then she will check it herself.

There's nothing wrong with that.

At this time, the man suddenly took out his mobile phone and handed it to Song Xingran.

"Dye, give me an explanation."

Song Xingran glanced at the mobile phone screen, which was the Weibo content of her being "exposed" to pedal two boats.

There are also photos.

"It's all someone else deliberately hacking me."

"I'm just friends with them, you see, you see, there are no intimate gestures, right?"

Song Xingran began to explain very anxiously, and intuitively felt that Lu Qingchen was not easy to mess with today.

I can't mess with it.

"You still want an intimate gesture?"

The man raised his eyes lazily, and his tone was a few degrees colder.

Song Xingran hurriedly waved his hand in fright, and smiled flatteringly: "That's not what I mean, I mean, I'm innocent." ”

"Brother Lu, you have to believe me."

The girl's voice softened Lu Qingchen's heart, and the coldness in his eyes dissipated.

Seeing that she was so eager to explain, the corners of Lu Qingchen's mouth rose slightly, and he hugged the girl in front of him into his arms.

His chin rested on the top of her head, and he asked in a deep voice, "Go get the certificate now, or go in the afternoon?" ”

Song Xingran was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to ask this.

She pursed her lips and looked up from his arms, her clear eyes looking at him without blinking.

At this moment, in fact, Lu Qingchen was nervous.

Although his face did not change, the gradually clenched fists revealed his emotions at the moment.

He was afraid, afraid to hear her say no.

If you don't want to get married to him.

He was too scared.

Many nights in the past have been spent in such fear.

Song Xingran clicked on Lu Qingchen's mobile phone, and the screen lit up.

Suddenly, she spoke: "It's already 11 o'clock, is the Civil Affairs Bureau off work?" ”

When Lu Qingchen heard her words, his nervousness suddenly disappeared.

He curled his lips and smiled.

Imperial Capital, Civil Affairs Bureau.

Song Xingran actually didn't know why he was confused, so he agreed.

Anyway, Lu Qingchen is right, this is also a matter of time or time.

Moreover, when I saw Qi Mo today, I thought of Lu Qingchen's attitude towards Qi Mo......

Song Xingran thought that there should have been a misunderstanding about what happened four years ago.

So, she felt a little guilty in her heart.

But more often than not, it is distressing.

So she agreed.

She had no choice, because she loved him.

Song Xingran took the pen and signed it with a brush.

It's just that the man next to her ......

Jun frowned, holding the pen in his hand, but he didn't move.

Song Xingran looked at him sideways, only to see some thin sweat oozing from his forehead.

It seems to be ...... Nervous?

(End of chapter)