Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Meng Qingning's eyes were as delicate as a fox's, but they were also sharp. Xiaopang became more nervous, stuttering and faltering.

"Hey, why have you done anything wrong? Missy, don't...don't talk nonsense."

Meng Qingning found Xiaopang's temperament really pleasing.

Because he has no scheming, no calculations, others don't tell, and he can't hide his thoughts at all.

Meng Qingning stared straight at him, and slowly approached him: "Am I talking nonsense, or are you a guilty conscience?"

When she got close, Xiaopang was so nervous that he couldn't speak a word.

"Tell me, what did you hide from me?"

"Eldest Miss... really not."

"You've stuttered like this, haven't you?"

Fatty is actually full of what Wei Jue said to him.

He and the eldest lady knew each other before, and he fell in love with her at first sight, thinking about her for so long.

He wanted to say it, but Brother Wei told him.

This matter cannot be told to the eldest lady, the eldest lady no longer remembers it, and it will cause trouble to her.

Although Xiaopang couldn't figure out why the two of them were already a fiancée, why they couldn't talk about these things.

I liked you before, shouldn't this be a very romantic thing?

Unless it is said that the eldest lady doesn't like Brother Wei at all...

Turning his mind to this point, Xiaopang suddenly widened his eyes.

This is probably the only possibility...

"Really, really not."

After agreeing to Wei Jue, it is impossible for Xiaopang to tell him.

"Say it, hurry up~" Meng Qingning urged him: "If you don't say anything, you will pay for all the things you bought in the supermarket tonight, and I won't pay for it~"

"what?"

Xiaopang suddenly had a bitter face, and just as he was hesitating, Wei Juulue's cold voice sounded.

"If you want to know something, ask me."

Meng Qingning looked towards Wei Jue.

Xiaopang immediately fled out as if facing an enemy, and covered his mouth while saying: "Brother Wei, I didn't say anything!"

It's exactly 300 taels of silver here.

Wei Jue: "..."

It's better not to speak.

Wei Jue came over with the ingredients and placed them on the table, while Meng Qingning leaned on the table and stared at him.

Just as she was about to speak, Wei Jue reached out his hand, grabbed her waist and pulled her to the other side.

"Don't stand here, it's not safe to rely on the pot."

Meng Qingning fell into his arms, turned around, and found that the place she was leaning on just now was indeed near the pot.

I talked with Xiaopang here for a long time, Xiaopang was only concerned about nervousness, Meng Qingning was only concerned with questioning, but the two of them found nothing.

Most importantly, neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with it.

But Wei Jue...

Meng Qingning bit her lower lip lightly, he really cared more about herself than she imagined.

Anyway, they were all in his arms, so Meng Qingning didn't hide at all, and just leaned on him.

"What did you say to Xiaopang just now?"

Who knew that in the next second, Wei Jue directly pushed her away.

Meng Qingning who was pushed away: "?"

"I didn't say anything, he just knew about my plot against you."

Meng Qingning hadn't recovered from the reason why she was pushed away.

Let her think about it, is this the first time Wei Jue has pushed her away?

Wait, plotting against her?
"What plot is wrong?"

The expression on Wei Jue's face didn't seem to change. He held the tongs in his knuckles and put the ingredients into the pot one by one. His profile was handsome and he looked very serious.

Especially his eyelashes, which seem to be longer than hers, and those dark eyeballs.

Meng Qingning unconsciously stared blankly.

In terms of facial features alone, the proportion of Wei Jue's three courts and five eyes is really amazing. If he doesn't want to do this business, maybe he can still become a star.

With his looks, it will probably be a few years before he enters the entertainment industry and becomes popular.

After the ingredients were put away, he turned his head inadvertently, and his dark eyes met Meng Qingning's moist and clear eyes.

"Aside from plotting against yourself, do you think there is anything else?"

The word conspiracy has many uses.

If you like her and want to get her, you can also use it.

I don't like her, but I can use it if I want her.

Meng Qingning smiled, and the tear mole under her eyes seemed to be tainted with charm: "I don't know what kind of conspiracy you are trying to do?"

He stared at her for a moment of silence, his throat rolling.

"The kind that you've thought about for a lifetime, does it count?"

The smile in Meng Qingning's eyes faded a little.

"Wei Jue, since we met and now, can't you tell me the truth? Is it interesting to say something like this every time?"

He said so much that he seemed to believe it himself.

"Already very restrained." He replied.

Meng Qingning: "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

She turned and went back to the room.

While picking up the phone, I accidentally received a message from Meng Haochen.

"Ning Ning, the school called me and said that Qingyao accidentally fell off the stage when she was practicing dance at school, and now she is in the hospital, and Dad is already on the way to the hospital. Come here."

Hearing this voice, Meng Qingning's eyes were filled with coldness.

The phone call from the school was actually Meng Qingyao asking them to make the call, right?
You're so brave, you actually skipped her and contacted your parents directly.

Do you think this can threaten her?

Meng Qingning immediately got up and opened the closet, took out a skirt from inside, and then took off the nightdress on her body.

"The hot pot is ready, you..."

The door of the room was just pushed open, and Wei Jue's thin and handsome face flashed a bit of astonishment, and he closed the door expressionlessly after a while.

Meng Qingning changed into the skirt like a normal person.

It's as if that episode never happened at all.

After changing her clothes, Meng Qingning pulled her hair back, didn't even bother to put on makeup, and went out with only lipstick on.

When walking to the living room.

Xiaopang said: "Miss, the hot pot is ready, we can start eating."

Meng Qingning smiled and said lightly, "Eat first, I have something to go out."

Wei Jue stared at her finished dress and lipsticked mouth for a while, then took the car keys, "I'll accompany you."

At this time, Meng Qingning called Ah Ping over and drove too slowly, and she herself did not have a license for the time being, so she nodded.

"Good~"

Fatty: "Ah? What's the matter? You two are going out? Do you want me to go?"

After finishing speaking, Xiaopang nervously put down the chopsticks in his hand and turned off the hot pot.

Meng Qingning looked at him amusedly.

"What are you doing? Taking up a seat?"

Chubby scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Then should I eat alone? There are so many."

"You eat first and wait for us to come back."

Meng Qingning patted him on the head, just in time to see Wei Jue coming out with a coat on and keys in his hand.

"Let's go."

"Then I'll wait for you to come back!"

The two went out and entered the elevator. Meng Qingning's mood turned cold.

Wei Jue pursed his thin lips, quietly.

After a while, Meng Qingning turned to look at him: "You don't ask me what's wrong?"