The contract is dangerous, and Shan Shao loves unrestrainedly

Looking at the lights in the office, Jiao Yuqing raised her finger and stopped a few centimeters away from the door panel, her face was covered with a layer of confusion.

What if, what if Shan Ling Chen is still angry...

Jiao Yuqing stood at the door and thought about it, carrying her bag around for a few times without deciding whether to go in or not. As soon as she turned around, she saw a person leaning against the elevator entrance.

Shan Lingchen looked at her indifferently, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"I, I've come to see you for something." Jiao Yuqing stood at the door looking a little awkward, twisting the chain of her bag behind her hands.

When did Shan Lingchen come up? Did he watch her circle around for so long?

Thinking of this, Jiao Yuqing's eyes flickered, and she said softly, "Doctor Chen said that Mrs. Shan is in the hospital tonight, so I don't have to go there..."

"Yeah." Shan Lingchen said in a cold voice, frowned and walked to the door of the office, looked down at her, and said in a calm tone, "What's the matter?"

Shan Lingchen was originally much taller than Jiao Yuqing, even now that she was wearing high heels, at such a close distance, the heat from Shan Lingchen when he bowed his head and spoke could easily fall on her neck, carrying a cold fragrance.

Jiao Yuqing straightened her expression, turned her head to the side, and put some distance between the two of them.He regained his usual indifference: "There is nothing particularly important..."

"Let's go if you have nothing to do, I don't need manpower."

Shan Lingchen's tone was indifferent, his light-colored pupils turned the doorknob without looking sideways, and he walked into the office with an air of alienation all over his body.

The moment the door closed, Jiao Yuqing took a deep breath and put her hand on the crack of the door, and followed him into the office.

As soon as Shan Lingchen entered the door, he threw his suit on the sofa, loosened his tie with his slender fingers, and leaned over into the chair behind the desk.

Although the posture is lazy, there is a deep crease on the brow, and the right hand is rubbing intermittently.

Jiao Yuqing was a little embarrassed, but after all, she made the decision on her own, without considering Shan Lingchen's feelings as a father, and just traded with the evidence.

She frowned and clenched her fists, walked to the desk, and said softly, "Shan Lingchen, I'm sorry, I did something wrong today and didn't consider your feelings."

Shan Lingchen stopped the movement of his right hand suddenly, frowned, took out a lighter from the drawer with his left hand, lit a cigarette deftly, got up and stood by the window.

It is true that part of the reason for his anger today is because of this, but the deeper reason is guilt.

It was because he owed Lele too much that he tried to make up for his lack of identity as a father by using all kinds of methods, but in the end Jiao Yuqing's idea was good.

It wasn't until the cigarette was finished that Shan Lingchen put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray by the window, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's not your fault."

"what?"

Jiao Yuqing didn't realize it for a while, she was mentally prepared to bear the consequences just now, but Shan Lingchen's words caught her by surprise.

Is this still the furious Shan Lingchen this morning?

Shan Lingchen approached Shan Yuqing who was tense all over. With a faint smell of tobacco, he lowered his head and looked straight at her with dark eyes, and said hoarsely, "I said, it's not your fault."

It was only when Shan Yuqing was almost close to each other that she came back to her senses, and she took a few steps back, until she leaned against the back of the sofa and couldn't take a step back, then she licked her dry lips, with a solemn look and a serious tone.

"Shan Lingchen, no matter what, I'm really grateful that you can give Lele an innocence this time, thank you."

Shan Lingchen walked up to her in a few steps, put his hands on the back of the sofa, and naturally wrapped her in his arms, with a teasing tone: "Did I say that your verbal thanks are too cheap."

The warm breath mixed with the faint smell of tobacco rushed to Jiao Yuqing's ear, and the temperature of her face suddenly rose.

Now that the two of them are almost stuck together, it seems that the temperature of the air has become hot with the body temperature of the two of them. She turned her head a few times, and wanted to say something, but her throat became more and more tight, and she swallowed subconsciously.

Such a small action cast an unknown ambiguity on the surrounding atmosphere.

Shan Lingchen tilted his head and laughed hoarsely, his dark eyes had a warm yellow luster for a moment, he picked up a suit jacket from the sofa behind Jiao Yuqing sideways and put it on his body, looking at her calmly.

"Let's go, I'm hungry."

Jiao Yuqing was suddenly let go, and took a few breaths to realize that she was being played by Shan Lingchen again, and hurriedly took her bag and stepped on her high heels to follow behind Shan Lingchen.

After driving for a while, Jiao Yuqing realized that this was not the road to the center of the city at all, but was getting more and more remote.

Jiao Yuqing frowned, turned her head to look at Shan Lingchen who was driving "seriously", looked straight ahead, her thin lips were tightly pursed, and boundless arrogance emerged from just the profile.

She was thinking about how to speak, but Shan Lingchen looked at her sideways as if he felt her gaze, with a mocking tone.

"Why, are you afraid that I will kill you to silence you?"

"I'm not afraid of that." Jiao Yuqing turned her head to look at the scenery on the other side with a calm expression, "I don't think President Shan Da has such a motive for killing."

Shan Lingchen didn't answer, and looked at the people next to him out of the corner of his eye.

Sometimes he really thinks that this woman is really shrewd and can use everything to settle accounts. It seems that in her eyes, there is no limit to anything.

A woman who is too smart is often more helpless.

The car reversed quickly, but when Jiao Yuqing got out of the car, she found that this was the Shan family's old house, so she hesitated to close the car door.

"What are you taking me back to Shan's house for?"

"Voice is too light, so naturally it depends on your actions." Shan Lingchen walked in front of her, and closed the car door with his hand when passing her, his slender figure flickered under the street lights.

Jiao Yuqing was still wondering why Shan Lingchen brought her back to Shan's house for no reason, but after hearing this sentence, she suddenly realized that Shan Lingchen wanted her to cook for him.

She caught up with the person in front, lowered her voice and refused, "Shan Lingchen, I'm off work already."

Shan Lingchen turned his head to look at her, his light-colored pupils were dark and his tone was serious.

"I'm not asking you to cook dinner for my kid's dad as my kid's mom, not as an employee."

Jiao Yuqing's heart tightened, and she clasped the edge of the bag with her hands, feeling a little unsteady on her feet.

The title "the child's father" still feels unreal to her, like the moon in the well that she has been looking at all the time, but she suddenly picks it up and puts it in her hand, but she can't believe it.

She was choked up by a sentence, and wanted to refuse but couldn't find any reason, so she had to rearrange her emotions to keep up with Shan Lingchen.

Shan Lingchen leaned against the door of the kitchen, watched Jiao Yuqing skillfully tie the ropes behind the apron together, and then turned his head to look at him sideways.

"Shan Lingchen, do you want to watch me finish the whole meal at the door?"