When I walked through, the door was hidden.

I don't know what kind of mentality I had, so I cautiously poked my head in and peeked in.

Li Xianyong is gone.

However, there was another person sitting on the couch.

Looking at that graceful figure, it's probably a beautiful girl.

I can't help but guess, is this woman Lin Zhicheng's girlfriend?

Thinking about it, his mood suddenly became depressed, and he forgot that he was peeking, and leaned forward and flashed into his office.

Following the voice, the girl turned her face and glanced at me.

I tried my best to hide my embarrassment, and I didn't forget to look at her out of the corner of my eye.

She was about the same age as me, very beautiful, wearing clothes of good quality, and revealing a white and rich beauty all over her body.

Lin Zhicheng, who was sitting on the sofa facing the door, also looked at me, and suddenly there was something in his eyes that I couldn't understand.

Standing up, he walked towards me with a smile, and then when I didn't know which play he was going to sing, he quickly grabbed my hand and dragged me over, and said to the girl, "Yang Qiao, this is my girlfriend Zhou Mo." ”

I realized that he was using me as a shield.

However, it doesn't seem to have much effect.

The girl called Yang Qiao was calm, she raised her eyebrows and looked me up and down for a while, and finally stopped her gaze on my feet.

I wore the small boots I bought at the East Gate the year before last, only a few dozen yuan, of course, the quality is not much better, of course it is a little broken after wearing it for so long, but it is still warm and comfortable to wear, so I often wear it.

Now that I was stared at like this girl, I felt cramped, and subconsciously shrank my feet back, and after reacting, I wanted to break free from Lin Zhicheng's hand.

Because I was holding it, my heart was pounding like someone was constantly beating a drum inside.

However, his strength was so great that my hands were imprisoned and I couldn't move at all.

The three of them looked at each other with their own hearts, and Yang Qiao finally sneered and said, "Lin Zhicheng, are you so afraid that you want to marry me, so that you catch a girl, and say that you are your girlfriend?" ”

The strength in Lin Zhicheng's hand became greater, but he said with a faint smile on his face: "This is indeed my girlfriend, so naturally I can't marry you." I'm sorry, but our marriage can only be forgotten. ”

Yang Qiao stood up, picked up his bag, and then looked at my face, and said very casually: "Lin Zhicheng, although I don't know what type of girl you like, I clearly know that you can never find a girl who can only afford to buy boots from a stall." Oh, it's still rustic, in your words, it's a hillbilly. ”

"Uncle Lin called me last night, and the two of us will have a meal together at the end of next month and get our wedding engaged. As for the address, I'll send it to you when the time comes, and it's best not to be late. If you miss a woman like me, you won't find a better match for you. ”

The whole process of saying these words, her mouth opened and closed, even if she spit out insulting words, she still looked temperamental and beautiful, her eyes were also shining, and she was hopelessly confident.

I opened my mouth, but I was speechless.

It's just that the palms of my hands are sweaty, and my fingers are all twisted together, and I want to use my strength to break free of Lin Zhicheng's hand, but he did something that made me particularly dumbfounded when I was caught off guard.