Kyoto, Hanxiao Group Lounge.

The dark brown eyeshadow fades lightly, creating a languid and feminine arc at the end of the eye. Lin Bixiao's hands trembled a little, but she still tried to purse her lips and put lipstick on herself with a smile.

She turned around and walked to the door, meeting her boyfriend Qin Qinglang's concerned eyes.

"Is it okay to be alone?" Qin Qinglang stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her slender waist.

"I can, I'll be back soon." Lin Bixiao held his hand and smiled, "You're coming back to celebrate our third anniversary, aren't you?" ”

Her facial features were already bright, and she was dressed up today, wearing a foggy blue dress with exquisite curves, which was particularly annoying.

Qin Qinglang came up from behind, rested his chin in front of his white neck, and took a deep breath of the fragrance in his hair.

"Don't be afraid, baby." The fabric of the small dress was silky and light, and the hand holding the waist couldn't stop going down, feeling the exquisite curves everywhere he went, but Lin Bixiao gently took it away.

"Don't make a fuss." She snorted.

"Distract you from it," Qin Qinglang withdrew his hand to hide the heat rising from his eyes, "I'll wait for you." ”

Lin Bixiao nodded, stepped out of his slender high heels, and the big screen in the banquet hall immediately began to scroll to play the glorious history of Hanxiao Group......

After the short film was screened, she took the microphone, and the media reporters in the audience were already ready to go.

"Hello everyone, I am Lin Bixiao, vice president of Hanxiao Group, Hanxiao Group officially declared bankruptcy here today, and is currently negotiating with Dihua Company for acquisition, everything is being carried out in an orderly manner......"

Lin Bixiao raised his hand, and the big screen cut to the various pages where Han Xiao and Dihua were meeting and discussing.

The scene panned, and a burst of screams erupted from the crowd.

"It's Vice President Lin...... Such a large scale! ”

"Oh my God, there are so many tricks......"

Before she could react, countless flashing shutters clicked, almost blinding her eyes......

Louder than the sound of the crowd is the sound behind him.

Lin Bixiao turned around, only to see that the battle was fierce on the big screen, and the woman was holding her slender waist with a pair of big hands, and her waist was swinging with her eyes half-closed......

There could be no more shame.

The point is that the woman's half side face, which is covered by her hair, resembles her.

Before Lin Bixiao could open his mouth, someone in the intently crowded crowd made a new discovery: "That man seems to be President Bi of Dihua!" ”

The banquet hall was almost boiling to the point of exploding, the hands of various media cameras were raised sorely, and various microphones and voice recorders reached her mouth from all angles.

"The reason why Dihua acquired Hanxiao Group is that there is some 'special' agreement between Vice President Lin and President Bi?"

"I don't know that Miss Lin and Mr. Bi have such a 'deep' relationship, what does your boyfriend think?"

"Miss Lin......"

Lin Bixiao blankly stretched out his hand to block the dazzling flashlight, and his brain was a little stunned.

The acquisition of Dihua is also a vice president. And their president, Bi Qianmo, is a notoriously cold iceberg in the business world, and there is no connection between her and him!

This is frame-up.

Who is it that wants to frame her like this?

In the chaos, a hand pulled her to her side, and Qin Qinglang's voice was loud, instilling a sense of security in her.

"I don't know where this video came from, but with Bixiao's relationship with me for many years, there must be a misunderstanding in it......" He firmly hugged her shoulder, "Although Bixiao has everything, there is still me, I believe in her!" ”

Lin Bixiao regained his senses in his gaze, took the microphone and held it tightly in his hand.

"This matter is a deliberate malicious injury that destroys my reputation and that of Mr. Bi, I will contact Mr. Bi as soon as possible to find out the situation and give you an answer."

The press conference couldn't go on, so she took Qin Qinglang's hand and left in a hurry. Where are the media reporters willing to let go, in the chaos and siege, Lin Bixiao's hair and dress were pulled embarrassed.

Qin Qinglang drove the car to the studio on the outskirts of Beijing, and Lin Bixiao came to his senses, still feeling palpitations.

The candlelight dinner for the third anniversary was also soaked, but Lin Bixiao didn't care about this, she cared more about the person in front of her.

"Qinglang," she thanked her with the horror and emotion of the rest of her life after the catastrophe, "It's good to have you, thank you for believing in me so much." ”

"I had to protect you in that situation." Qin Qinglang took off his suit and gently held her in his arms, "But in fact, I can't fully believe ......"

He loosened his tie and his big hands slid down her smooth back.

"Huh......?"

Lin Bixiao's eyes widened and she found that her boyfriend was looking at her with a look that she had never seen before.

Fiery, eager, with ambition of unknown significance.

Qin Qinglang stretched out his hand to pull her, and Lin Bixiao was already put down on the sofa in a whirlwind.

"Who knows if you have anything to do with Bi Qianmo?" In his obscure gaze, he smiled maliciously, "Baby, unless you prove it to me......"