Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Yang Kun wanted to avenge his shame, but during this period, there was no trace of Gu Changyuan at all. It must have been the little girl in front of him who hid the person. Thinking of how arrogant she was towards him back then, he could settle the score with her. of.

After finding out that Long Qingcheng was helping in this clinic, he blocked the person at the door the moment Long Qingcheng came out.

Today, Long Qingcheng wore high-top sneakers for convenience and a black jacket. She looked cool and charming, and with her unruly appearance, she was very eye-catching.

She raised her foot and stepped directly on the door frame of the car. Her voice was a bit sarcastic, "Yang Kun, you should be lucky that Yingxue was by your side that day, otherwise I would have shot you in the head."

She was never a good-tempered person.

Yang Kun was a little confused. With a glance, the people in front seemed to have received instructions. The next second, the van closest to them opened the door, and seven or eight people got out, with fierce looks, almost surrounding them.

Yang Kun: "I would like to see how you did today..." Blast my head. Before I could say these four words, the dark muzzle of the gun was already aimed at his head.

Damn, do you put a gun in your waistband every fucking day?

Long Qingcheng: "..." Unfortunately, she has taken on a mission in the past two days. If her opponent finds out and comes to fight with her first, she will also need to have weapons.

What I didn't expect was that someone who was looking for death was waiting for me.

Seeing this, the others took out their pistols one after another and pointed them at Long Qingcheng. But for the latter, she remained calm and calm. Just when the battle was about to break out, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Everyone tensed up.

"Yang Kun, what are you doing?" A scolding in the distance attracted the attention of both parties. Sang Yu ran over almost quickly. He passed through the crowd, pulled Long Qingcheng with one hand, and blocked the person behind him.

He asked in a cold voice: "This is my sister, if you dare to touch her, I will kill you."

Yang Kun blinked his eyes, and when he saw Sang Yu, he quickly got out of the car as if he were seeing his own family, and then laughed apologetically, "Isn't this little brother Sang? Why are you here today to see off..."

Before he finished speaking, Sang Yu directly interrupted the person in front of him, "I came to the free clinic with my sister." He looked at Yang Kun with a deep look, as if he wanted to express something.

Yang Kun understood immediately and nodded, "Did you tell me earlier? If we knew that you and Miss Long knew each other, we wouldn't come here to cause trouble for the family."

Long Qingcheng narrowed her eyes and shook off Sang Yu's hand, "You and I are not of the same family." As she said this, she put the pistol on her lower back with an indifferent expression, "Since you don't want to fight, then get out. "

After saying that, he turned around and left without mercy.

Because the free clinic ended early, she did not ask Di Yuan Jue to pick her up. When she first saw the familiar vehicle, she thought it was Di Yuan Jue who had arrived early.

She still remembered that when Di Yuanjue was on the phone, he said that he had a meeting in the afternoon, and she asked how he could finish the meeting so quickly.

Annoyed.

Seeing this, Sang Yu turned around and followed him, with a very nervous expression on his face. He asked, "Qingcheng, the lawyer contacted me today. Is there really no room for turning around in this matter?"

Hearing these words, the girl stopped and looked at the man she had grown up with. He was no longer the simple boy he was before, but a powerful young man.

And he even grew up to be purposeful no matter what he did.

He is very aggressive, but he has never shown it to himself. But when this incident happened, all the gentleman's cheeks were torn apart,

This is what he looks like.

Long Qingcheng looked directly at Sang Yu, with flowing silver hair and a handsome face like a fairy. She said leisurely: "Di Yuanjue and I are together."

Sang Yu was stunned.

When she was stunned, she continued: "Yang Kun's lower limit is very low. If you cooperate with him, try to be more careful." They are not good people, so Long Qingcheng will not say that he is not a good person at all. come out.

But they are all people with their own bottom line, but it is obvious that Yang Kun is a person without any moral bottom line.

Cooperating with him is undoubtedly a sharp sword hanging over one's head.

-

Long Qingcheng had been Di Yuanjue's secretary before, so the people below knew her. After all, she was a beautiful girl who was not snobbish and was very lovable.

She took the CEO card and got on the elevator directly from the basement to the president's office.

While driving, her cell phone was almost full of calls. Now she looked at the missed calls on the screen. There were calls from many people, including her father, the Bai family and his wife, and Lin Wei and others.

She wanted to call Long Qingyun back, just to celebrate and have dinner together in the evening. Long Qingcheng made an appointment tomorrow.

After finishing speaking, he called Lin Wei again.

Although Lin Wei congratulated Long Qingcheng, the most important thing was the last high school reunion, which they had scheduled for next Sunday.

Lin Wei knew that Long Qingcheng didn't like busy places, so she asked with some uncertainty: "Qingcheng, are you coming?"

Long Qingcheng got off the elevator. The secretary at the front desk saw Long Qingcheng's eyes flash and smiled as she greeted her while talking on the phone. Long Qingcheng nodded slightly in response.

"Since it is a party organized by the school, of course I will go back."

Although the pre-party was partly organized by the teacher, the teacher just shook things up, said some practical words, and then left time for the children who were going their separate ways.

Although Long Qingcheng was admitted to Peking University, the famous schools still did not let go of the genius Long Qingcheng, and the phone calls came one after another.

Some even waive all tuition and fees and give hundreds of thousands of bonuses every year.

Long Qingcheng: "..."

Long Qingcheng, who was lying on the sofa, was killed again because of a sudden call that cut off the Internet. She scratched her head, turned on mute, threw the phone aside, turned around and slept on the sofa.

She didn't sleep very peacefully, but in her trance, she smelled a familiar and reassuring smell, the refreshing smell of vanilla.

Gradually she fell into a deep sleep.

The setting sun melts gold, and the dusk clouds merge.

When Long Qingcheng opened her eyes, she saw the sky full of rays of light falling in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. She had been sleeping for a long time, and when she was trying to get up with one hand on the sofa, the suit that slipped from her body fell directly on her feet.

It's Di Yuanjue's suit.

"woke up?"

The man's deep and hoarse voice came from behind. The moment Long Qingcheng turned her head, the man walked over with a water glass in hand. "Drink a glass of water first."

Long Qingcheng took the water and looked at her phone. It was already half past six. She had slept for nearly two hours. She patted her head in frustration, "Why didn't you wake me up?"