"But...... But ......" Leng Yue's cheeks were crimson, and she hesitated, and said sneeringly, "Why do you propose to me?" you know it...... It's impossible!"

"Is it impossible?"

Mr. Deng shook slightly, and then, he sighed softly and held her hands.

"Knowing that it is impossible, but insisting on believing that it is possible, this is probably the sadness of loving someone. ”

"No, no!" Leng Yue shook her head and pulled out her hands. "That's really impossible!"

"I'm not asking you to answer me right now. Mr. Deng smiled and relaxed. "You can think about it slowly!"

"No, no, no!"

Leng Yue dodged, flustered and distracted.

"Then you are...... Think I'm too old, right?"

He pushed her a certain distance away to see her face, and she dodged it.

At this point the music stopped, and they had to stop and wait for another piece to begin.

So, he saw Leng Yue's face, and saw that her beautiful and misty eyes were full of tears.

"How?"

Mr. Deng's face turned white.

"Am I saying something wrong?"

Leng Yue closed her eyes, and tears rolled down.

"Don't cry!" Mr. Deng stretched out his hand in horror and wiped the tears from her cheeks. "You—can't bear to refuse me, can't bear to say cruel things, say things that hurt me?!!" he gritted his teeth, his face full of pleading and pleading. "I'm ready to take the blow, you-say!"

Leng Yue calmed down, she couldn't help but say it.

At this moment, she was moved and sad.

If it weren't for the fact that the man in front of her had sent bodyguards to protect her all the time, how could she be so safe and sound in this dance hall, this place where dragons and snakes are mixed, how could she come and go freely like this.

The music played, and they continued to dance.

Mr. Deng gentlemanly pushed her a considerable distance away in order to nail her face.

"Mr. Deng, how can you think that you are old?" Leng Yue looked at him and said, "When I first met you, you looked like you were only forty years old at most, and now you don't look more than forty years old. ”

Her voice rang in his ears warm, delicate, and apologetically.

"Forty years old is the golden age of men!" she said softly, "Moreover, you are a person with a high IQ and a very high gold content, and you are also the person who has seen the biggest in the world! You have rich life experience, and there are all kinds of women who pursue you and like you." She paused, her expression genuine. "How can you be arrogant with such a talent?"

Hearing Leng Yue say this, Mr. Deng's eyes lit up.

"You agree to marry me?!!" He approached her and hugged her in a fool's arms.

"Mr. Deng, Brother Deng—please listen to me!" Leng Yue broke free of his embrace. "I ...... Do you know why I spend most of my time in places like this?"

"Why?"

Mr. Deng looked at her, confused.

"Because, I'm looking for someone!" Leng Yue said, "Find someone who has an agreement with me!A person I must meet in this life!"

Mr. Deng stopped dancing, he was stunned, waiting for her next step.

"I'm not a nightclub singer or a dancer. My main job is to be a contracted writer!"

As soon as her words fell, Mr. Deng was like a person holding a hot potato, and he let go of Leng Yue's hand, and a pair of eyes also straightened.

"Don't be scary! Mr. Deng!" Leng Yue said with a smile: "You look at people like this, as if I am about to die." I haven't found anyone yet, so there's a better chance of being scared to death by you. ”

Poof, Mr. Deng also laughed.

"At a young age, what kind of dead nonsense!" he looked at Leng Yue very seriously and said, "How unlucky is that!"

"Oh, Mr. Deng is still superstitious?" Leng Yue's eyes widened with a smile and grabbed his arm. "Let's go sit down there and talk about it. ”

"Okay!" Mr. Deng looked at her deeply, looking at her with a study. "Tell me about it!"

They found a seat away from the dance floor, and as soon as they sat down, the waiter quickly served two cups of coffee.

The atmosphere here is the opposite of the dance floor, and both the elderly and the young are drinking wine or coffee, laughing softly, talking softly, and there is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere rarely seen in public places.

The heat of coffee spread between the two of them, and after a long while, Leng Yue raised his glass, and suddenly had a mischievous smile on his face and blinked.

"Cheers!"

She touched the other's cup.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that the man owes me a debt, a debt that I can't pay with money, a debt that I must recover in this life, and that's it. Leng Yue said with a light smile, completely different from the demeanor just now. "So, I can't promise anyone, I can't have a relationship with any man other than him!"

Looking at Mr. Deng's questioning eyes, Leng Yue removed the coffee cup that had just been brought to her lips.

"Originally, completing my work well was my main business, but ...... How can you find someone if you are alone in a room?"

"Hmm!"

Mr. Deng snorted lightly.

One question after another came to mind.

He met the large, misty eyes, forcing his chaotic suspicions back.

It doesn't matter, be calm!

Whether she really rejected me, or made excuses for it, there will always be a day when it will come to light.

He remembered the first time he saw Leng Yue in a nightclub, and he was shocked and impressed by her peerless appearance, and her erudition also shocked and impressed him. If she had been there in the first place, everyone would have wondered. Could it be that she is some kind of celebrity who comes to experience life secretly? Or is she a fairy who has traveled through time and space? But, after knowing her for so long, how is it possible that she is flesh and blood?

"Leng Yue, you know, I know a lot of people, I can help you. Mr. Deng endured it, and he looked her in the eye: "Can you tell me, who are you looking for?"

"Who?"

Leng Yue stared at Mr. Deng with some blankness.

"Yes, of course...... A man!" She thought for a moment, and said very solemnly: "He is Chinese New Year's Eve years old today!...... is his birthday" She thought about it again, and remembered what the Great Sect Master of Heifeng Mountain said: "It should be November 11, after nine o'clock in the morning." ”

She murmured, a deep, quiet expression reflected on her cheeks.

"What does he do, and what's his name?" Mr. Deng asked eagerly.

"If I knew, how could I have wasted more than two years?" Leng Yue shook her head and leaned back in her seat.

She looked at the ceiling, which was adorned with small colored lights, like the bright stars in the dark night sky.

"I don't know!" she closed her eyes, her voice low and deep. "I don't know...... I really don't know ......."

"Uh-uh. ”

Looking at Leng Yue's beautiful and desperate face, Mr. Deng felt like falling into a fog.

He was silent for a few moments...... After a while, he took a sip of coffee, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and finally, he smiled reluctantly, looked at her again, and said:

"Okay, Leng Yue, no matter what your reason for rejecting me is, I won't force you. ”

"Then, today's matter is over!" Leng Yue's eyes lit up. "It's like nothing happened, is it?"

Mr. Deng stared at her and did not speak.

"Okay?" she asked again.

"I respect your opinion. Mr. Deng said in a deep voice: "If I annoy you, I will stop bothering you." ”

"Tired?"

Leng Yue smiled.

"How can you say that you are tired of such words?" she put away her smiling face, looked at Mr. Deng quietly, and said quietly: "It's just meaningless! Moreover, I'm not used to letting people waste time on me." ”

"I understand!"

Mr. Deng nodded.

"I promise you, I won't make you feel any unpleasantness!" he looked at Leng Yue very solemnly and sincerely. "We won't discuss the current topic today, but I have a good proposal for you! Our consortium needs an image ambassador! Originally, I had a self-recommended candidate, but after seeing you, I hope you can agree!"

"No, no, Mr. Deng, I don't have much time!" Leng Yue shook her head. "And I don't want to be an ambassador. ”

"Really?"

Mr. Deng looked at her with a smile.

"Yes!"

She nodded.

"Okay. Mr. Deng frowned and looked at her face carefully: "Then I have to use that Jin Nina!"

"Who?"

Leng Yue jumped.

"Ginina?"

She stared at him puzzled.

"Yes!"

Mr. Deng sank into the depths of his chair.

He stared at the beautiful and amazed face in amazement.

He vaguely thought about the relationship between Leng Yue and Jin Nina in his heart.

"What, do you know that Jin Nina?" he asked hesitantly, "Do you know Jin Nina, the president of the largest catering company in our city?"

"President?"

Leng Yue was stunned.

In an instant, a sour taste welled up in her heart.

Originally, the three words Jin Nina have become very far away, and it seems that it is outside this planet, and it seems that it is no different from a cave that no one knows, but today it was brought up by Mr. Deng, and it still shocked her!

This seductive woman not only seduced her husband Li Min, but now she has a relationship with Mr. Deng.

Is it not enough for her to take the position of president, does she have a plan for the next step?

Isn't she in love with Li Min? Does she have other thoughts besides Li Min?

I can't watch this woman do whatever she wants.

"Okay! I promise you!" Leng Yue blinked, and she compromised. "Promise to be the image ambassador of your consortium!"

"Oh?"

Mr. Deng stared at her tightly and observed her.

Apparently, her mind did not escape his sharp eyes.

"You know...... What about Ginina?" he repeated the question.

"No, no, no, no!"

Leng Yue shook her head in denial.

"You don't have to rush to answer me. Mr. Deng looked at Leng Yue in confusion and said, "No matter what it is, I'll give you time to think about it." Then, you tell me if you want to. If you want, we can get to work on everything right away. ”

"Okay. ”

Leng Yue agreed, and then stood up.

"Then I'll get some sleep and think about it. ”

Mr. Deng also stood up and looked at Leng Yue.

"I have a few more words to say before I leave here. He said, "About my proposal...... he swallowed again, "That's the most real thing I've ever done in my life, the one thing I can sacrifice everything for...... It's ......" He paused, finding it difficult to put words into words.

"How is that?" Leng Yue moved.

"It's the language of my heart. He added: "I hope that one day, the person I love and I will be able to 'return home as husband and wife'!"

"Uh-uh," Leng Yue's eyelashes drooped, and she had to hide her suddenly moist eyes. "It's late at night, I'm going back. It took a while for her eyelashes to rear, and her eyes were sparkling, clear, and watery.

"Don't worry about it tonight. Mr. Deng tilted his head and smiled imperceptibly. "Think about it tomorrow. ”

He walked over, leaned over, and gently imprinted a kiss on Leng Yue's forehead in a very gentlemanly manner. Then, he took her around and walked out of the "Afterlife" nightclub.

*

Half an hour later, Leng Yue returned to her apartment.

When she walked into the house, she looked lonely and thoughtful...... In the middle of the night, she walked into the bathroom, and when she came out again, she had already changed into comfortable loungewear.

After she brewed a light, hot slice, she sat down at the computer desk.

She looked at the computer contemplatively, looked at the time again, she turned on the computer and got on QQ.

Oh! Yuan Qingfeng's avatar was flashing, and she opened it. It was a lot of pictures and text from him when she was away!

Breeze 20:32:12

"I hope these jokes can bring you a moment of happiness! ”

"When driving, one uphill and waiting for the traffic light. At this time, the green light came but I didn't dare to go, and the traffic police came and asked me: What's wrong?

Seeing this, Leng Yue couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

This Yuan Qingfeng is quite interesting.

Continuing to look down, she couldn't help but laugh again.

Breeze 20:41:23

"At that time, I heard a coach say that a student got into the car and stepped on the clutch, but the car just didn't move, so the coach asked him, where is the file? He was stunned for a moment and said: The party is in Beijing... In Beijing.. ”

Breeze 20:50:34

"Once the practice car happened to be downhill, the result of the acceleration, so nervous I don't know why to step on the accelerator, the coach shouted: brake! with the foot brake! I hurriedly opened the car door, one foot on the ground, rubbing the devil's pace, dragged 20 meters, the car finally stopped! The coach was stupid, took ten yuan and asked me to buy him a Chinese pressure shock. I was very depressed at that time, how could I still use toothpaste to suppress my fright? When I gave him Chinese toothpaste, the coach was really stupid......

Hahahaha...... Leng Yue couldn't hold back a loud laugh...... After laughing, she was in a much better mood, and she went back to look at the pictures.