Angel shrugged, "OK, although I think you're really ruthless right now, that's your business, I don't judge." I'll go first. ”

After speaking, Angel left without looking back.

She didn't know why, Qin Chenchen seemed to be more heartless than anyone else, but in fact, her heart was more indifferent than anyone else.

After An Qi left, Qin Chenchen sat on the ground weakly. Her hand holding the drawing trembled more and more, and her whole person was like a cold dish, losing its original taste.

When Leng Mo returned home, Qin Chenchen had already prepared a delicious Western meal.

She trotted over and took off his suit for him, like a wife, meek and smiling.

"Hungry, huh? Let's have dinner. ”

Leng Mo sat at the dining table, his eyes carefully examining Qin Chenchen's little face.

I was still angry in the morning, and I should be angry now.

With the corners of his lips slightly raised, he picked up his knife and fork and began to cut the steak elegantly.

Qin Chenchen pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Leng Mo.

"Brother, let me tell you good news."

"Huh?" Just like the voice of his languid eyes.

"I've got a job."

"Hmm!" Just like the voice of his flat face.

Qin Chenchen resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and continued to say with a smile: "My job is to be an assistant to Bao'er. ”

After a pause in the action of cutting the steak, he raised his eyes and twisted his eyebrows slightly.

"She invited you?"

"Yes, Bao'er is very enthusiastic, she is now filming an online drama and is very busy with work, so she happened to lack an assistant by her side, and then she invited me."

Leng Mo's eyebrows wrinkled even more. "Don't you know there's a mess in that place?"

Qin Chenchen's eyes flickered wide, puzzled, "What?" What's messy? ”

"Showbiz."

"I'm not going to mix in the entertainment industry."

"But the people you come into contact with are all monsters impregnated in the entertainment industry." 、

"Forehead ......"

"Don't go, change jobs."

Qin Chenchen put his hands on his cheeks, and his cheeks were bulging enough to stuff two eggs.

"Stop me again, you said, I can go out to work. Now you care about me again. Bother! ”

Leng Mo's face was slightly gloomy. "Are you really going?"

"Isn't that right? Not only can you see big stars, but the salary is also high! ”

Suddenly, there was a crisp but strange sound of metal knives and forks colliding with the dinner plate.

"Whatever you want." Leng Mo got up and looked down at her, his cold eyes like a pool of stagnant water.

Qin Chenchen didn't know why. "You... What happened to you? ”

Leng Mo turned around and left without saying a word, and entered the study.

Qin Chenchen brushed away the hair stuck to the corners of his mouth, got up, and began to clean up the table.

His temper is becoming more and more unreasonable.

In fact, although his nature is relatively cold, his temperament is also full of nobility and danger. But when it comes to losing your temper with her, the number of times is really rare.

Unless she really him off.

Otherwise, he would tease her at most.

But what's going on today? Did she say something wrong?

Leng Mo came to the study and casually took a book on success from the shelf.

His bony fingers flipped through only two pages before he sneered and threw the book in the trash.

Successology?

Those who write about success don't necessarily know what success is.

It's like Qin Chenchen simply thought that he and Lai Baoer were real best friends, but she didn't know that what she saw was just a sweet skin.

In fact, he didn't know why he was so angry. He just thinks that his girl is too disobedient.

Sometimes, disobedience is naughty, and he is willing to spoil him. But sometimes, it's also possible to play with fire and ask for danger.

Although there was no reason for him to feel this way, he always had a sense of foreboding.

……

The next day, a nanny car stopped at the entrance of the complex.

Qin Chenchen carried his bag, tied a playful ponytail, and did not apply powder on his face, only a light layer of lipstick.

She held a dark parasol and looked strangely at the nanny car parked in front of her.

A tall, thin, flat-headed, thin-haired man who looked to be about twenty-five or sixteen years old from the nanny's car also looked at her strangely.