Xu is Li Qiancheng's aura is too strong and cold on weekdays, and his style of acting is too stubborn and fierce, so that in addition to normal work contact, almost no woman dares to approach him, let alone make deliberate ambiguous moves like today's dill.

Li Qiancheng frowned, and an indescribable sense of strangeness appeared in his heart.

Is she so casual with everyone?

The trace of complexity in his heart has not been fully sorted out for the time being, and he only simply and rudely regards it as disgust and dislike for the person in front of him.

Thinking like this, the throbbing in Li Qiancheng's heart gradually subsided.

He doesn't like women who take the initiative, and he doesn't like unrestrained women, and he can't accept casual women the most.

And the woman in front of him just touched his three dislikes, and he would never have any thoughts about such a person.

Dill: I'm unrestrained? Am I casual? You don't like it?

"Since Miss Mu doesn't understand what I mean, then I'll make it clearer." Li Qiancheng stood up and looked at Dill condescendingly with the advantage of height, "I am a person with a clear company, and I will never subtly rule my subordinates." ”

"What if I'm not one of your men?" The smile on Dill remained unchanged, and she asked casually.

"Even so, Miss Mu is not my type." Li Qiancheng gathered his clothes, "I still have something to do, Miss Mu, please take care of yourself." ”

As he spoke, he pushed open the door and walked out, striding like a meteor without the slightest nostalgia or hesitation.

Dill stood in place, looking meaningfully at his back, still with a faint smile on her lips.

Although Ah Cheng lost his memory, his knee-jerk reaction did not change when he met him.

Even if he showed a cold and ruthless appearance at the moment, the true thoughts in his heart could not deceive her.

At the same time, in box one.

"You're your uncle." Ren Fangfang eagerly stepped forward and stretched out her hand.

Li Donglin looked at the petite and lovely woman in front of her, she had chestnut slightly curly long hair, wearing a red dress, and a pair of high-heeled shoes of the same color on her feet.

"You are?" Although the woman in front of her showed a cordial appearance, Li Donglin did not stretch out his hand to shake her.

Ren Fangfang retracted her hand, her face did not show the slightest embarrassment, but the smile on the corner of her mouth was faintly diluted.

"Uncle, I'm slender" Ren Fangfang's expression became aggrieved, and her eyes looked at Li Donglin innocently, looking like she was about to cry.

"Slim?" Li Donglin shook his head, obviously not believing it, "You are not like Wanying, nor are you like Dongying, how can you be Xianxian?" ”

If he hadn't seen Mu Yuqing, Li Donglin might still believe Ren Fangfang's words.

But when he saw Mu Yuqing, who was very similar to his younger brother and sister-in-law, he couldn't trust the girl in front of him.

It's like, in front of the original, even the most exquisite fake will be overshadowed.

"If you're Slim, why didn't the town come up with you?" Li Donglin looked at Ren Fangfang with scrutinizing eyes, staring closely at her every move, as if he wanted to expose her lies from her small actions.

"Brother, he walked faster, so he came up first." Ren Fangfang explained.