Chapter 172: Let's Get Married (4)

Feeling his hot gaze, An Qin's heartbeat accelerated by half a beat, and the roots of his ears even burned slightly.

Didn't you say a breakup? Mrs. Leng's attitude was also very resolute at that time, did he still insist?

They're not suitable, they're really a bull's horn.

She was trying to forget, but half a month later, he came out, occupying his friend's seat and insisting on watching a movie with her, and he kept holding her hand, isn't he tired?

She moved her hand and tried to escape from his palm, but he stubbornly clenched it even tighter, he never agreed to break up, how could she say to leave.

An Qin was a little angry, and his cheeks puffed up slightly.

"Popcorn!" He brought popcorn to her again.

"Fire on!" She was finally willing to speak.

"It's okay, I'll take care of the fire."

A pun, an ambiguous tone, she easily understood.

Blood rushed down his cheeks, blurring two red clouds.

The corners of his lips twitched, revealing a light smile.

Without her, his life would have lost its greatest pleasure.

Yu Guang glanced at him, An Qin was ashamed.

Has he forgotten the previous unpleasantness? Forgot your domineering ruthlessness?

How could he reappear so easily, like a man who was fine.

He thought he was in control of everything? Including her life?

Thinking about what had happened, An Qin was afraid, she couldn't meet his standards, and she would hurt her friends if she was not careful.

She won't look back.

She just wants to do her job as a designer now, and she doesn't want to be in love at all.

She doesn't even know which boy likes her, whether it's An Chen, Leng Qianxing or someone else...... She tasted the bitterness of the so-called 'love', was afraid of touching, and could not bear it.

Ah, what a negative!

She was defeated by herself, drooping her shoulders and becoming listless.

Leng Qianxing observed the subtle changes in her expression, and the emotions in her eyes fluctuated.

Slowly, he let go of his palm.

An Qin was stunned for a second, then quickly retracted the hand he had shaken.

"Here you go!" He rested the bucket of popcorn on her lap, and she subconsciously reached out to hold the bucket.

He stood up, and the tall shadow was unceremoniously cast onto the screen in front of him.

One turned around and he left without any greetings.

"......" An Qin's gaze followed his back until he disappeared through the door that Abu had opened for him.

She thought he had gone to the bathroom, but the movie was over and he didn't come back.

What? It's really my own way.

An Qin suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and stuffed a handful of popcorn into his mouth sullenly.

…… At eight o'clock on Monday, An Qin rushed into the elevator with the vegetable bun he had just bitten into.

Several people in the elevator stood on the other side, making room for Leng Qianxing who was standing in the corner as much as possible.

As soon as An Qin entered, he saw him.

The two of them collided in mid-air, and indifference and panic hit an awkward atmosphere that made her feel embarrassed. She turned her back to him.

The elevator doors slammed shut, carrying a few people upstairs.

Because of him, she didn't sleep well last night, and she woke up the alarm clock for the third time in the morning.

It's late!

An Qin looked at the time on his phone depressedly and took a big bite of the bun.

If it weren't for the hundreds of thousands of dollars owed to Nishang, she would really be like working in a different place.

No wonder office romances are forbidden, and if you fall out and break up, you have to look up and not look down, which affects the mood too much.

Behind him, a cold gaze shot straight in.

An Qin looked at Leng Qianxing standing in the corner through the shiny steel door, their eyes collided again, and he looked at her presumptuously, as if he wanted to see her inside and out.

An Qin couldn't guess his thoughts, his scalp was a little numb, and he swallowed the bun in his mouth with difficulty.

Bite-

The elevator finally sent her to the floor of Neon's studio, and she ran out of the elevator as if she were running away from his sight.