Quick Wear: I became beautiful and rich by relying on the child-bearing system

Wen Qingqing turned her eyes away. She looked at the many people in the room and didn't want to say anything.

"Wen Qingqing, look at me!"

Quan Zhilong frowned. He straightened Wen Qingqing's head so that it was facing him.

This was the second time he called her by her full name, after he asked her name for the first time.

Normally, she calls me "Qingqing, Qingqing".

However, Wen Qingqing was still a little surprised when her full name was suddenly called.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Kwon Ji-yong's serious face with surprise.

Apart from this on stage, this was the first time Wen Qingqing saw Kwon Ji-yong with such a serious expression.

He is always smiling, and he looks very happy.

This time there was no smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with worry. To be honest, it was quite scary.

It makes people want to cry a lot.

While she was thinking this, Wen Qingqing herself did not notice that her eyes were filled with tears at this moment, and they could not fall out. She looked so pitiful.

I don’t know whether he was frightened or felt wronged.

Seeing Wen Qingqing's tears, Quan Zhilong was a little panicked!

What's going on? What's going on?

Was it because she was too fierce just now?

Why are you crying now?

“Why are you crying?

I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so mean to you just now.

Don’t cry, I just want to know if you are feeling unwell, I am very worried about you, I am sorry…”

Quan Zhilong was a little panicked.

This was the first time he made a girl cry, and this was the girl he liked.

Quan Zhilong was a little at a loss. He didn't even know where to put his hands.

Wen Qingqing tried hard to hold back her tears.

She couldn't cry. What was there to cry about?

"Zhilong, what are you talking about with Qingqing?"

Zhiying came to get something, and she saw Quan Zhilong talking to Wen Qingqing with his head down.

Wen Qingqing subconsciously turned her head when she heard Zhiying's voice.

Her expression now must be so pitiful and ugly!

"No, we are discussing where to go tomorrow, Sister Zhiying."

He glanced at the camera at the end of the room, and Quan Zhilong put his hand on the side of Wen Qingqing's face.

"I have something to tell you, Qingqing.

I'll be there in a moment."

Quan Zhilong stood up and took Wen Qingqing's hand.

"Let's go, we are going to have a private conversation."

Wen Qingqing said nothing. She just followed Quan Zhilong obediently and walked with him to a small room.

Zhiying looked at the closed door of the utility room and looked confused.

"what?

What kind of whispers are there and some people are talking behind closed doors? "

However, we are a group of people here, so it is not appropriate to whisper.

Oh, is Zhilong preparing to take the initiative to attack?

Are you planning to take down Wen Qingqing?

not bad!

"Sit here."

The utility room is a bit messy.

Quan Zhilong took the clothes off the stool, took Wen Qingqing's hand and let her sit on the stool.

He held her hand with one hand and squatted in front of her.

"Can you tell me what happened now?"

Wen Qingqing lowered her head and said nothing.

Her hat blocked her entire expression.

“If you’re uncomfortable, speak up.

Otherwise, I don't know how to help you.

If you are not feeling well, I will take you to the hospital.

If you have a stomachache, I'll buy you some painkillers."

"If you don't tell me, I'll take you to the hospital."

When people are vulnerable, the more they are comforted, the more they want to cry.

Wen Qingqing was afraid that tears would fall as soon as she opened her mouth.

So, I didn't say anything.

She just held on to Kwon Ji-yong's clothes tightly.

"Lift your head up. Will it be difficult for you to breathe if you keep your head down like this?"

Quan Zhilong looked at Wen Qingqing holding his clothes tightly, and he stroked her head helplessly.

Wen Qingqing just shook her head slightly when she heard what Quan Zhilong said.

However, with this gentle movement, the tears that had been accumulating in her eyes began to fall.

She felt her tears falling.

She held herself back, trying to hide herself.

However, it was too late. Tears fell drop by drop on the hand that Quan Zhilong was holding on Wen Qingqing.

Quan Zhilong felt the scorching temperature on his hand, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

He held Wen Qingqing's face in his hands and made her face him.

Afterwards, he began to feel distressed.

"Why are you hiding from me and crying? Are you afraid that I will laugh at you?"

Wen Qingqing shook her head, and her tears flowed again.

"Can you tell me why you are crying?"

Quan Zhilong wiped the tears from Wen Qingqing's face and spoke in a gentle voice.

Wen Qingqing shook her head and nodded.

She herself didn't know what to say, her thoughts were very complicated.

"Then you cry for a while.

I won't look at you now, okay?

Wait until you finish crying and then tell me. Okay?"

Quan Zhilong stared into Wen Qingqing's eyes and spoke gently and seriously.

Wen Qingqing looked into Quan Zhilong's eyes and for some reason she wanted to cry even more.

This was probably because the look in his eyes when he looked at her was too gentle, too tolerant, and full of heartache, and his voice was also too gentle.

She didn't know if it was.

"I don't want to, I don't want to cry, but I can't help it..."

Her voice was choked with sobs and she couldn't utter complete words.

However, her meaning was very clear: she didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it.

"Well, I was too fierce just now and scared you to tears. It's my fault."

Quan Zhilong was relieved to hear that she finally spoke.

He was just afraid that she would remain silent.

"No, it's me. I wanted to cry. I don't blame you."

She had never felt herself so tearful before. After she finished speaking intermittently, her tears welled up again.

She was very upset in her heart. She really wasn't that fond of crying.

Maybe no one has noticed my pain for a long time. Even if they did, as long as I said casually that it was okay, the other person would think it was okay.

Only Quan Zhilong was always pursuing her, caring about her and worrying about her.

That's why she suddenly burst out with grievance.

Seeing her like this, Quan Zhilong temporarily stopped questioning her.

He stood up and sat next to her, put his arm around her and let her lean on his shoulder.

"Just cry, it will be better if you cry."