Chapter 22: Don't Come Here
Second floor, study.
Lu Qingchen's study is very large, and the entire study is decorated in European style.
As far as the eye can see, there are rows of bookshelves, tall, full of books.
Lu Qingchen sat at his desk, and there was a thick pile of materials and contracts on the table.
With his head down, he was holding a metal fountain pen in his slender hand, and he was looking down at the papers.
Sensing that someone was coming in, he slowly raised his eyes and looked at Song Xingran at the door.
"Sir, Miss Song has arrived."
Xiao Yang said cautiously.
In fact, as an assistant, he was still quite nervous.
The temper of the two lords in front of him is worse than the other, and he doesn't dare to offend any of them.
Plus some things from four years ago, tsk......
Xiao Yang felt that he had to leave as soon as possible.
Lu Qingchen put down the pen in his hand and said to Song Xingran at the door: "Come here." ”
The voice was low and cold, with a strength that could not be refused.
Song Xing was stubborn, so he didn't move in place.
She hated to see him so indifferent, commanding tone, she was not a prisoner, and she was not his subordinate, why should she listen to him?
Lu Qingchen saw Song Xingran standing still, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes became a little colder.
Seeing this, Xiao Yang took a deep breath and felt that his premonition was indeed right.
In this world, I am afraid that Miss Song is the only one who dares to do it with Mr. in such an open and honest manner.
The gentleman is already angry.
He's better slip away.
Xiao Yang retreated very interestingly.
"What do you mean, Mr. Lu?"
All the trouble is to get her here?
Talking about business?
Lu Qingchen's inky black eyes stared at her, deep and cold.
He didn't like it when she called him that.
I don't like it very much.
Song Xingran also knew Lu Qingchen, and she knew that he was angry.
The violent aura on his body was all too familiar to her.
"Don't want to help Gu Pei?"
His voice was still cold and emotionless.
As soon as he thought that her relationship with Gu Pei was very good, the jealousy factor in his heart began to boil and ferment wildly, and a layer of haze was covered in his eyes.
"Say it, your conditions."
Song Xingran leaned against the door and didn't move a step from beginning to end.
She knew that this was a game set up by him, and she should have turned around and left, leaving him with a dashing back.
However, she didn't.
This pleases Lu Qingchen.
Lu Qingchen stood up, stretched out his slender legs, and approached her step by step.
Song Xingran suddenly felt a little nervous.
She subconsciously wanted to step back, but there was a door behind her, and there was no way back.
For a moment, she panicked.
Because she knows better than anyone how perverted this man is.
"Don't come here."
She burst into a voice, stopping him from approaching.
When Lu Qingchen heard her say this, he hooked his lips wickedly, and stood there obediently.
He was already good-looking, his three-dimensional facial features were handsome, and his tall body gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Even standing there like this is impossible to ignore.
But Song Xingran still breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as you don't get close.
Lu Qingchen looked at her lips that were pursed because of nervousness, and his eyes darkened.
"Lu's branch has an endorsement of a diamond ring, which requires a hand model."
Hearing his words, Song Xingran blinked.
"So?"
Let her be a model?
Just kidding.
No way.
"You're short of money."
In just three words, it suddenly reached Song Xingran's heart.
Money, that's a good thing.