Leng Shao's famous family group dotes on his wife

Joan Ann frowned slightly.

Nuan Nuan sighed softly: "It seems to be true."

Joan Ann frowned even tighter: "I don't know."

The elevator opened, and many people squeezed in, sticking warmly and embarrassingly to Qiao An'an's side: "It's good not to know."

Qiao Anan's brows slowly stretched: "It doesn't matter, Leng's group is so good, of course there will be a lot of people who want to come in."

Nuan Nuan pursed her lips: "Since you don't care, it's fine, I'm worried that you will be affected, and the media will write scribbles again then."

Qiao Anan turned her head to look at Wen Nuan, and burst out laughing: "Are you not angry with me now?"

Wen Nuan lowered her head in embarrassment: "Actually, I'm not angry with you, but angry with myself."

Joan Ann shrugged.

Wen Nuan whispered: "At first, I thought this man was pretty good, but his sunny and cheerfulness was only on the surface. He was too straight in many things. I was angry that I had a problem with my vision, and I paid so much."

Qiao Anan said softly: "It's also too obvious what I said before, and I didn't consider your face."

At this time the elevator opened, Nuannuan and Qiao Anan walked out of the elevator, and when there were fewer people, they hugged Qiao Anan tightly.

"I don't blame you at all. On the contrary, I am very grateful to you. If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have been able to react to this matter. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. I want to understand."

Joan Ann raised her hand to hug Wen Nuan: "There will be better ones."

Nuan Nuan let go of Joan Ann and nodded gently: "I would like to borrow your good words."

The two walked into the office hand in hand.

Fortunately, Lin Jingyu is not a particularly well-known figure, and everyone saw him in the company and there was nothing to gossip about, and no one noticed his relationship with Qiao Anan.

Qiao Anan picked up her mobile phone, stood by the window sill in the office, and edited a text message, which she wanted to send to Leng Yincheng.

But he felt that Lin Jingyu had nothing to do with them anymore, and there was no need to say it deliberately.

But she didn't want Leng Yincheng to be jealous.

"Should I send this text message or not?"

She held the phone tangled up and patted her palm.

In the end, Joan Ann didn't send this message.

When it was time to get off work at night, Qiao Anan went to the bathroom first because of a stomachache, and asked Leng Yincheng to wait in the underground garage.

On the other hand, Yu Le said that he wanted to treat the team to dinner and asked everyone to wait for him in the underground parking garage. He drove everyone to the hotel in his car.

So it's so unfortunate...

Leng Yincheng and Lin Jingyu met in the underground garage.

Leng Yincheng was leaning against the car door, looking down at his phone.

After Lin Jingyu saw Leng Yincheng's figure, he quietly stood nearby, wondering if he could see Qiao An'an.

Leng Yincheng noticed the eyes not far away, slowly raised his eyes, and saw Lin Jingyu's expectant eyes looking at the elevator at a glance.

Lin Jingyu asked casually: "Are you waiting for Qiao Anan?"

Immediately, Leng Yincheng's cold eyes were dim, his slender body straightened, and he closed the car door with one hand: "It has nothing to do with you."

Lin Jingyu felt pain in his heart, and tried his best to pretend not to care: "I have nothing to do with you, but my relationship with An An will never be erased."

Leng Yincheng's face was cold and calm, he casually grabbed the doorknob: "But people can erase it."

One sentence is deep and unpredictable, with a sharp coldness hidden in it, it sounds a little weird and scary that can't be said.

It seemed that Leng Yincheng would do something crazy in the next second.

Lin Jingyu was suffocated, and said with a smile: "If you care so much, don't be with Qiao Anan, she is not as narrow-minded as you."

Leng Yincheng didn't say a word, his stern face was completely unpredictable to the emotions.

Lin Jingyu was jealous of Leng Yincheng from the bottom of his heart, so he spoke harshly.

"You still spend very little time with An An. After a long time, you will understand that An An hates narrow-minded men. When I was with her, I was jealous of her senior brother Li Nanxian. At that time, she felt I was bored. I didn't bother to say anything after that."

Leng Yincheng raised his head slowly, his thin lips curled up in a sarcastic arc: "An An kept a certain distance from Li Nanxian for me."

Lin Jingyu shook his body fiercely: "It seems that she really cares about you, but God has no choice but to know An An and I first, and she gave me the best time."

Leng Yincheng raised his eyes slightly, but fell into a long silence, without saying a word, but there was a little sarcasm on his cold face.

Facing such a cold man, Lin Jingyu suddenly didn't know what to say.

It's hard to guess this man's temper since he was in school.

Just when Yu Le came out of the elevator, he saw two young men looking at each other, walked to the middle and smiled softly.

"Don't you old classmates say hello when you meet? I remember that you are classmates."

Leng Yincheng put away his phone calmly, his three-dimensional and deep handsome face was a little more stern under the light.

Lin Jingyu looked at the silent man, looked at the elevator entrance, and walked forward calmly: "Mr. Yu, some old classmates will naturally become strangers after graduation."

Yu Le shook his head and smiled, patted Lin Jingyu on the shoulder, motioning him to get in the car and leave.

"What the young man said is very reasonable, but it's normal for the two of you to become strangers. After all, there is a Qiao An'an in the middle. The previous things have passed. After all, you are in a group. Everyone looks up and down, and meets each other. Just a hello."

However, Leng Yincheng stood where he was, still silent, but his deep black eyes became more and more cold.

Lowering his eyes slightly, the slender white fingertips elegantly rolled up the cuffs, and slightly relaxed the cuffs.

Such an indifferent appearance made the two people next to him feel a little guilty.

Why didn't Leng Yincheng say a word?
Lin Jingyu glanced at the elevator entrance again.

Just at this time, Qiao Anan came out of the elevator, met colleagues from other departments of the company, stopped with a smile and had a brief chat with the other party.

Lin Jingyu looked at Qiao An'an with burning eyes, his handsome face was instantly filled with a smile.

But at this time, a disdainful sneer came from not far away.

Leng Yincheng took out his mobile phone, threw it into the seat of the driver's cab, and then closed the car door awe-inspiringly.

Lin Jingyu subconsciously turned around when he heard the commotion here.

However, Leng Yincheng had already strode forward, raised his fist, and punched Lin Jingyu hard in the face.