Wealthy women have to do whatever they want vs 40
He seemed to be powerful, but he was like this, as if he was prostrate at her feet.
She nodded.
It wasn't until there was a cool touch on the instep that Chishuang reacted. The man, who had been a cleanliness fetter, was holding her feet with his palms, staring intently at the redness and, most incredibly, he was bent down and blowing almost instinctively.
What is this doing!
Goosebumps are popping up in the pool.
She shrank back, subconsciously trying to retract her feet.
In the hall on the first floor, although the waiters are busy, the order is not chaotic, and their faces are full of enthusiastic business smiles. Liang Qian walked in, looked around, and didn't see Chi Shuang, but the lobby manager saw that he had an extraordinary bearing and a customer with a raw face, so he stepped forward to greet him: "Sir, hello, do you have a reservation?" β
Liang Qian shook his head, "I'm here to find someone." β
"Who are you looking for?"
"Are you always there?" Liang Qian whispered, "I'm her friend, and I've come to her for something." β
This kind of thing often happens, the manager is also familiar, Mr. Chi has too many friends, and there are a lot of people in the entertainment industry. He really didn't recognize who this was, but it didn't prevent him from recognizing the equipment on Liang Qian's body, and after thinking for a while, he smiled: "Then I'll take you over." β
It is indeed Mr. Chi's friend, so he can leave after bringing the guests.
If it weren't for Mr. Chi's friend, then he would be a little better present.
Liang Qian bowed his head and said politely, "Thank you." β
The manager walked in front, Liang Qian was half a step behind, and the two went up the steps. Last night, all this morning, Liang Qian was so upset that he even thought of the tie clip, and his heart burned with anger. He knows Frost, Frost is a very measured person, even if a guest comes, she will not easily take a guest of the opposite sex to the private cloakroom.
As far as he knew, Frost Frost moved out of the villa about a month after the incident.
In this month, who was able to enter and exit the Star Language Peninsula in a grand manner after the incident?
Except for those three, no one else could do it.
It's not that he doesn't have a hunch in his heart, it's not that he doesn't have an answer, but he doesn't want to accept it.
After living for so many years, it was the first time he had been so self-deceptive.
He even wondered how impatient, it was possible that before he had an accident on the cruise ship, before he had even noticed it, his brother whom he trusted was already coveting his fiancΓ©e in the shadows.
Liang Qian had no expression on his face, and his whole body seemed to be covered with frost.
On the second floor, the manager was about to turn around and chat with him when his cell phone rang, and he was only less than ten steps away from Chi Shuang's office. He stopped and answered the phone, and the person on the other end was panicked and incoherent.
"Okay, I'll come right over."
Liang Qian put away his mobile phone and smiled politely at the manager: "I still have some business, I'll come to her another day." β
He glanced down the hallway, sighed, and strode away.
He knew Frost too well, they used to be close, her emotions were all written on her face, when he had an accident, he couldn't know if there was anyone else in her heart, and he shouldn't question her sincerity. She's right, it's the one who took advantage of her vulnerability when she was vulnerable.
That man deserved death.
β¦
Within a few walls.
Meng Huaiqian was keenly aware that she wanted to hide, and gently held her ankles, seeing that she was still annoyed, he could only coax her.
"Soon enough."
"Bear with me."
Chapter 41
Pool cream is itchy.
What did he just do...... It really scared her. However, it was impossible for her to show her true emotions at the moment in front of him, she snorted lightly, tilted her head, didn't look at him, but didn't spare him, "You go to try your feet, it hurts, don't you see that my instep is swollen, anyway, you are not hurt, I think I am very hypocritical now!" β
It really hurts.
She is not a person who can't bear the pain, after all, which actor hasn't hung Weiya?
In fact, if you think about it, it's all the fault of the person in front of you.
She had been so happy last night until this morning, with a new outfit and heels she hadn't worn in a long time, and she hadn't done this for a while. Liu Wutian is fully armed when he goes out, who cares about showing his face.
Who would have thought that this terrible thing would happen.
"I didn't think so."
After spraying her, he didn't rush to get up, and still maintained this posture to talk to her, "I know it must be painful, otherwise, I'll take you to see another doctor now?" β
He was still not reassured and wanted to take her for another check-up.
Chi Shuang retracted her feet, leaned on the sofa cushions, and glanced at him, "I just came back from the hospital, and now you want to take me again, do you want to toss me to death?" β
"I'll call the doctor over."
"Exaggerated, people who don't know still think I'm crippled!" Chi Shuang snorted lightly, "Okay, okay, let's see the situation in two days, I'm really annoyed, don't say that some of these things don't annoy me even more." β
- Knock, knock, knock.
There was a knock at the door.
Chi Shuang moved subconsciously, Meng Huaiqian calmly straightened up, and stopped her: "Don't move, I'll open the door." β
When he got up and walked to the door, and at the same time turned his back to her, Fang Cai's gentle expression suddenly fell silent, and his neatly ironed white shirt was rolled up to his elbow, and the back of his hand was splashed with brown potion because of the medicine he had given her.
One step, two steps.
He seemed to be worried that the potion in his hand would stain the doorknob that she touched every day, and at this moment he did not hesitate to take out a handkerchief from his pocket and wrap it around the handle, and then opened the door and looked up at the visitor.
The manager didn't expect it to be him, so he looked at each other, stunned for a few seconds, and then hurriedly smiled: "Mr. Meng." β
Meng Huaiqian bowed his head and turned sideways politely, not blocking his way into the office, but the manager took a step back cautiously, "Mr. Chi, I just wanted to tell you, a man just said that he was your friend, I led him up, and he had something to do again." β
"Oh, got it."
It's a trivial thing.
Chi Shuang didn't think much about it, there were a lot of people who came to her every day, and she couldn't ask them one by one.
The manager was about to leave with a smile on his face, but Meng Huaiqian stopped him again and said slowly: "You should have ice cubes in the kitchen, right?" Her foot is broken, and she needs to be put on an ice cube, so please send some over. β
"Mr. Chi, is your foot broken?" The manager was stunned and hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll go get ice cubes right away!" β
Meng Huaiqian watched the manager hurriedly go downstairs, only then did she turn back, but she met Chi Shuang's teasing gaze, obviously she also understood what he was doing to ask for ice cubes.
This is also the reason why she used to annoy him so much, but she never really hated him.
She still had his coat on her lap, cleared her throat, and said jokingly: "Go and wash your hands, Mr. Meng, don't worry, we have enough hand sanitizer in our restaurant." β
Meng Huaiqian didn't know how to explain the previous oolong to her.
It's one thing to love cleanliness, it's another thing to be clean.
But seeing that she always joked with him on this ground, he didn't have to explain, he came to the bathroom, the mobile phone in his pocket was vibrating, he was not in a hurry, washed his hands, took the towel handed by the waiter in the bathroom, thanked him and wiped it slowly, and then connected the other party's call again.
"Okay, I got it."
He looked up at himself in the mirror, not knowing his meanness.
The rope in his hand firmly grabbed Liang Qian at the other end, and whenever Liang Qian wanted to get close to her, he took it effortlessly, forcing the person who was not able to measure himself to retreat, and then retreat.
Naturally, there will be a day when the rope will be loosened completely.
Maybe Liang Qian won't believe it, he actually wants this day to come sooner than he does.
The waiter watched him leave the bathroom, and he was still sighing to himself, this Mr. Meng is really very cultivated, he has no shelf, and he treats people gently and politely, almost carving humility and generosity into his bones.
Chi Shuang ate all the working meals in the store, although he was disabled, he was strong, and honestly returned to his desk to work on the computer. She originally thought that it was also chic to open a restaurant and be the boss, but after she really came into contact with this industry, she found out that it was difficult to make money, and she had to be a cow and horse in any industry. Now it's almost the Dragon Boat Festival, the bosses are also restless, she also needs to give the VIPs a Boxing gift, not to mention, after retiring from the circle, her brain is better than before, nothing else, there are all kinds of work schedules in the past, Sister Zhong and two assistants reminded her, and now she has to remember everything by herself.
There are no big things, a lot of small things.
In all fairness, she also prefers the life she has now, although she doesn't earn as much money as before, but she is more down-to-earth.
This is what Meng Huaiqian saw when he came in.
She stared intently at the computer screen, occasionally moving the mouse to type a few words, and occasionally taking a bite of food. He still seemed to have the smell of potion spray in his hand, and wanted to remind her to eat well and rest well, but he still took a step back in silence and helped her close the door by the way.
The foreman in charge of the box came over, greeted him, and asked him enthusiastically: "Mr. Meng, I see that you haven't ordered a meal in the box yet, what do you want to eat today?" β
"Working meals, more?" Meng Huaiqian asked calmly.
The foreman sighed, "Working meal? β
Meng Huaiqian glanced back at the direction where Chi Shuang's office was located, and the meaning was self-evident.
Foreman: "......"
In the afternoon, the foreman met Chi Shuang and said it in a joking and curious tone, "Mr. Meng means that he will eat whatever you eat." β
Chi Shuang choked.
"I knew I would be eating stinky tofu and durian today!"
Damn it.
Missed such a good opportunity to punish him.
Liang Qian is also an afterthought.
It wasn't until the night covered that he lazily loosened his tie and recalled today's events that he suddenly reacted that he had been walked by. The man had never thought about how sophisticated he was going to deal with him, so clumsy, so arrogant, and told him plainly that he just wanted to get rid of him.
Liang Qian opened the drawer, and inside the drawer was a tie clip.
He originally thought that after he came back, his life would return to normal, and his career and love would be as smooth as before, but during this time, he clearly felt that all this was not under his control. After all the suppressed emotions finally reached a critical point, he slammed up, waved away the papers on the desk, grabbed the tie clip and left the suite.
Rong Kun was socializing with someone when he received Liang Qian's call, so he had to make an appointment to drink a little later.
When he went to the appointment, Rong Kun was also up and down in his heart. Although it is too normal for Liang Qian to ask him to drink, the question is, why only ask him? After entering the private room, he was even more suspicious. Liang Qian was sitting on the soft seat of the sofa, drinking alone in a dull manner.
"Crazy, huh?"
Rong Kun snatched the wine bottle from his hand in the past, "Didn't the doctor say it, it's better not to drink if your previous injuries are not completely healed, you are fine, and you still drink spirits." Don't want to die? β
Liang Qian stared at him coldly.
stared at Rong Kun's scalp numb, and asked him hesitantly, "What's wrong with you?" β