Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

The conference room was filled with a dead silence. The oxygen seemed to be drained out in an instant. It was so quiet that it was difficult to breathe.

They should have said sweet words to each other, then hugged and cherished the time they had alone. Instead of being like this now, awkward and cold, as if he was instantly knocked back to the starting point.

Even though Di Yuanjue could act nonchalant and even let herself go graciously, she chuckled.

The man raised his eyes, his deep eyes were extremely dark. The high-end suit set him off perfectly. Even the war just now did not make him messy.

He asked: "What are you laughing at?"

The girl stepped forward and gently held the man's hand with both hands. Their warmth was transferred to each other. Their eyes met. The man saw that the girl's eyes were extremely tender. His hand was so big that the girl could only half-wrap it.

Even unintentionally, those slender fingers seemed to scratch his skin.

Whether it was intentional or not remains to be studied.

Long Qingcheng waved and said in a clear voice, "Come over a little bit."

The man walked over calmly.

But there was still a certain distance between the two of them, so the girl repeated, "It's too far."

Because he was afraid of mishearing what Long Qingcheng said, Di Yuanjue went to the other side of the conference table, while Long Qingcheng was on the window side.

Hearing Long Qingcheng's voice, the slender fingers inserted into his pocket rubbed slightly. He raised his steps, walked around the chair next to him, and came to Long Qingcheng's side.

This time, he stood in front of Long Qingcheng.

The tall man blocked the scorching light outside. His hands were in his trouser pockets. Everyone could see that his arms were very strong and his muscles were graceful. When he lowered his head, he could see the sexy Adam's apple rolling.

Although he remained expressionless, Long Qingcheng could feel that the man was angry for a moment.

The girl stood up on her tiptoes, suddenly wanting to kiss the man's face, hoping to relieve the man's anger. However, she didn't expect that the moment she stood up, the man seemed to have seen something and raised his head directly.

Her kiss fell on the man's Adam's apple.

You can even see your Adam's apple rolling.

Her face turned red immediately, and she didn't care why Di Yuanjue raised his head, turned around, and wanted to run away, but was stopped by a big hand and pulled into his arms.

The man's hoarse voice rang in his ears, "What are you doing?"

Long Qingcheng: "..." Can I say that my feet slipped?

When Di Yuan Jue saw that the girl was still silent, he pinched the girl's chin with one hand and directly forced the girl to raise her head. With her eyes facing each other, he asked again: "What are you doing?"

To die is to die.

Long Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat and he said in a loud voice, "I'm coaxing you."

"Coax me?" When the man heard this for the first time, he seemed to like it very much. No one could hear that the person he liked cared about him, and his whole heart was filled with his own appearance. He put his hands around the girl's waist, and then turned around, His waist was leaning on the conference table, and the girl was in his arms.

"How are you going to coax me?" He gently entangled his fingers in the girl's hair and continued to ask, "Or do you want to say you won't go?"

"Go." Long Qingcheng answered with certainty. There won't be any changes in this matter. Looking at the man's dignified and indifferent appearance, coupled with that top-notch face, is indeed enough to drive people crazy.

She sighed softly and leaned on the man's shoulder. Her body was in that defenseless posture. Her friends knew that she would never be in such a situation before.

With her head raised slightly, the girl whispered in the man's ear. Under the sun, the two of them hugged unbridled like a passionate couple.

-

Long Qingcheng arrived at the police station at four o'clock in the afternoon.

The person who answered her was Xiao Liu, who took over Sang Yu's case.

Sang Yu was the one who was hit. After passing through the intersection, the light was green but he stopped directly. As a result, three vehicles in the back room had no time to brake and rear-ended each other continuously. Especially Sang Yu's vehicle, they directly chased out of the intersection. Her rear butt is almost invisible.

In addition, it was rush hour after get off work, so the road was blocked for nearly two hours.

When the police arrived after receiving the call, they found that Sang Yu was driving drunk. Fortunately, he was not the one who hit the car, otherwise the matter would definitely be bigger.

But when they asked for Sangyu's ID card, they did not expect that the person in front of them was a foreigner.

Fortunately, Sang Yu was very good at admitting his mistake and covered all the losses, but when he asked for money, he didn't have it.

They almost suspected that the man in front of them was playing tricks on them. They had no choice but to retrieve Sang Yu's information, and then they learned that there were two parents in front of them, and the only guardian was Long Qingcheng.

Long Qingcheng quickly paid all the damages and was then taken into the detention room by Xiao Liu.

The detention room was not too big, nor was it too small. There was no one in the long corridor. The bright lights above were projected on the floor, reflecting the two figures on the wall.

The only sound of footsteps in the silent corridor was eerie.

Long Qingcheng saw Sang Yu in the detention room. It was also the first time the two met after the ship. However, Long Qingcheng did not expect that they would be at the police station.

Inside the detention room with railings on all sides, there was only the cold seats and nothing else.

He sat dejectedly on the innermost chair, with his back to them and his head lowered, as if he was a lost dog.

Xiao Liu knocked on the railing and said loudly, "Sang Yu, you can leave."

Sang Yu turned her head and looked at Long Qingcheng with excited eyes. Although she felt a little guilty, she felt more aggrieved. Her eyes were no longer as clear as before and were all misty.

Neither of them spoke, and neither of them looked at Sang Yu until Long Qingcheng thanked Xiao Liu and led him out.

Sang Yu followed Long Qingcheng obediently without saying a word.

The two men walked outside.

Long Qingcheng turned around and scolded the person in front of him mercilessly, "Sang Yu, have you had enough trouble?"

Sang Yu took a deep breath and clutched her clothes with both hands. She wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, she coughed so hard that her lungs seemed to be broken.

Long Qingcheng frowned, stepped forward, supported Sang Yu, and patted his back, "Have you been checked? Where is the injury?"

Before arriving, the police had already examined Sang Yu.

He just shook his head and said, "It's okay, just a minor injury."

"Even a small injury is an injury," Long Qingcheng turned and walked towards her high-profile car. She opened the car door and turned around, "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital."

Sang Yu looked at the car that didn't fit Long Qingcheng's aesthetics, thought about it, and followed it.

Looking at the interior decoration of the car, there is no doubt that every detail reflects that the car owner is a very tasteful man. It is difficult for him not to think of Di Yuanjue.