She messed with me first

Shocked, Zhou Mai hurried over and said, "Mr. Qi, what are you doing?"

Qi Xi sneered, "What am I doing? You first ask her what she promised me!"

Meng Qing moved his eyes slightly, as if he had finally come to his senses, and turned his head slowly to look at Qi Xi, but he said to Zhou Mai: "You have dealt with the matter here, go back to T&F directly."

Zhou Mai hesitated to speak, and finally gritted his teeth and left the parking lot.

When only Qi Xi and Meng Qingrang were left, the latter raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

A streak of blood stained her pale skin.

Sure enough, it was cracked, no wonder it hurt so much when I spoke just now, but it was far less painful than Qi Xi's cold eyes pierced into my heart.

"Xixi..."

Meng Qingrang was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth, "You have lied to me about the previous thing, that's all, I like you, and you are not wrong, so I don't care too much, I am willing to take a step back and find a way to forget, anyway You are fine, and I will definitely get along with you in the end. If this is the case, why bother to find trouble for nothing, right? Besides, I can’t imagine the difficulties and adventures you have experienced. Maybe it’s just that I am worthless and think too much. It’s okay, I’ll just try to forget it a little bit, if I don’t remember, we can get along well, but what about today?”

Qi Xi tightly clenched her burning and numb hands, her chest heaving violently, "It really happened in front of me today! But what will happen if your mother's knife is accurate, or if you don't dodge it? , you just let me watch?!"

Qi Xi spoke too hastily, the cold wind filled his throat, he staggered and bent down to cough, each sound became heavier, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

Meng Qingrang felt distressed, and took a step forward, wanting to help Qi Xi calm down.

Before the hand touched it, Qi Xi swung it away forcefully.

Qi Xi grabbed the clothes on his chest, stared at Meng Qingrang with eyes red from coughing, and said through gritted teeth: "You like to show off, don't you? Then go, whoever wants to find someone, don't mess with me again!"

"Xixi." Meng Qing was anxious, "I promised..."

"I don't care what you promised!" Qi Xi didn't want to hear a word now, "You swore an oath to me, what happened?! Why don't you just keep saying what you promised!"

"Meng Qingrang, I just want to be alone now, don't force me to say nasty things anymore!" Qi Xi turned around and left after finishing speaking.

Meng Qingrang subconsciously wanted to follow, remembering Qi Xi's last words, pursed her lips tightly, and watched her go further and further away.

----

Qi Xi returned to the studio.

I started drawing pictures since I came here, and sat motionless at my workstation until eleven o'clock in the evening.

At this point, the rest of the studio had already left, and the security guards in the building were patrolling floor by floor.

Seeing that Qi Xi was still there, he kindly reminded her of the time.

Qi Xi responded, rubbed his sore wrist, and habitually went to get the car keys.

He stretched out his hand to grab an empty space, and suddenly he froze.

The chilling scene in the afternoon invaded Qi Xi's mind again. She lay down on the table and breathed heavily.

Hai Qiyun's ferocious expression, the blood on Meng Qingrang's neck, the clear scratches on the car window...

Everything was like a blunt knife grinding flesh, and it was killing her. She had to grit her teeth very hard to keep herself from screaming.

Every second now is suffering for her.

It took about half an hour before Qi Xi managed to regain his composure.

She called a car on her mobile phone, got up and went downstairs.

It was freezing cold downstairs.

The surrounding shops had closed their doors long ago, and it was so deserted that there was no trace of popularity, only a car with lights on was parked on the side of the empty road.

Qi Xi can recognize whose car it is with just a glance over it.

Meng Qingrang, who had been waiting here since the afternoon, saw Qi Xi appear, and immediately got out of the car.

She only had a suit on her body, which couldn't resist the cold wind of the severe winter and the twelfth lunar month.

Before changing it, Qi Xi would have scolded her how much she dressed like this, but scolding is scolding, she should feel distressed. Today she just looked at it coldly for a while, walked over, and got in the driver's seat without saying a word. Bit, drive away.

The cold wind brought by the car's departure let Meng Qing get into her trousers, and took away the remaining heat from her body.

"Is that the car you called?" the online car-hailing driver shouted from a short distance away.

Meng Qing tilted his head to look over, his voice was very calm, "No."

The driver didn't know what he said, so he sat back and called Qi Xi.

Qi Xi replied, "You can drive wherever you want, and you can drive 12 kilometers to finish the order."

The driver was puzzled and worried about some new type of fraud, so he didn't listen to Qi Xi's words, and just clicked cancel as he was unlucky.

Soon, the online car-hailing also went away.

Meng Qingrang has nothing all over his body, and his mobile phone is also charging in Qi Xi's car, even if he wants to call the driver to pick him up.

If it wasn't for Lian Mu'an having a dinner in this area at night, on the way back, he saw that there might be something like this in the news tomorrow morning——'Shocked!A well-known women's clothing designer sleeps on the street because...'

"What's your situation?" Lian Mu'an asked, "It's such a good day today, shouldn't it be the soft fragrance and gentle jade in your arms, and you can shake the clouds and rain with her until dawn?"

Meng Qingrang turned his head to look at the street scene covered by a thick layer of moonlight outside the window, and told her truthfully what happened today.

After listening, Lian Mu'an commented sincerely, "It deserves it."

Meng Qing let know, but...

"Xixi's mother and I promised not to put her in danger at any time." Meng Qingrang said slowly.

Lian Mu'an took a quick look at Meng Qingrang, stopped making sarcastic remarks, and instead asked, "Then what are you going to do? I guess Qi Xi can't eat soft and hard things now."

Meng Qingrang didn't think about it, except Qi Xi, she had never chased anyone before, and she didn't have much experience.

The last time was just because of her good luck, Qi Xi softened her heart a few times when she was shameless, this time it will definitely be useless.

"How about I give you some advice?" Lian Mu'an asked.

Meng Qingrang, "Say it."

Lian Mu'an was stuck, so she just said it casually, but Meng Qingrang actually planned to listen.

After thinking for a while, Lian Mu'an said: "According to my experience with Jiajia, there is no conflict that I can settle down. Let her toss about it once and it can't be resolved once. If there is, then it will be twice."

"..."

"Stop the car." Meng Qing let his voice be cold.

Lian Mu'an shut his mouth and didn't stop.

In less than half an hour, Lian Muan sent Meng Qingrang to her residence, and before she got out of the car, she said in a serious manner: "Most hang out in front of Qi Xi, you should care, you should talk, you should give gifts, give gifts." Well, it’s better not to get slapped a few times at all than to keep silent and wait for her to figure it out on her own.”

Meng Qingrang was lowering his head to unbuckle his seat belt, when he heard the words 'hmm', he said, "Lend me your phone."

Lian Mu'an was suspicious, "Why?" After asking, he unlocked the phone and handed it out.

Meng Qingrang took it and dialed Qi Xi's number.

Qi Xi had just finished taking a shower, and was sitting on the sofa warming her feet with the belly of glutinous rice balls. When she saw the call reminder, she didn't think much about it, so she answered the call, "Hello."

It wasn't Lian Mu'an's voice that appeared on the other end, "Xixi, my mobile phone is in your car, is it convenient to get it now?"

Qi Xi hung up directly, and instead sent a WeChat message to Lian Mu'an: [Ask her to give me an address, and I'll run errands to deliver it. 】

Lian Muan, "...address."

Meng Qingrang was silent for a moment, got out of the car and left.

Lian Muan stared at her for a long time, "Oh, I..."

The word '响' that was so familiar to Tang Jia didn't come out, and suddenly received a call from her, just one sentence, and then hung up, "Lian Muan, if you dare to help Meng Qing, don't go home in the future!"

Lian Muan, "..." Who did she provoke? ? ?

----

As soon as he went to work the next day, Zhou Mai received a cardboard box from a running errand, which contained Meng Qingrang's mobile phone and a note: [Mr. . 】

The inscription is a flamboyant 'Qi'.

After reading the message, Zhou Mai suddenly felt that the phone was heavy, and wondered whether he should give it to Meng Qing.

Just as he was hesitating, the internal line on the desk rang, "At ten o'clock this morning, Xiang Ting and I will simultaneously update the announcement of the termination of our engagement on Weibo, so that people can keep an eye on it."

Zhou Mai sternly said, "Yes." After speaking, seeing the text on the table, he tentatively added, "Mr. Meng, tell me whether you want to send it by computer or mobile phone?"

"..."

On the other side, Qi Xi is presiding over the weekly meeting.

Although the studio has not been established for a long time, due to the publicity of Youyanzhiwen and others and the fame of Qi Xi and Yang Huaiyu, the number of orders that came to the door was much more than expected. Compared with the current staffing, The workload assigned to each person is a bit oversaturated, but with the current scale of the studio, it is still difficult to recruit talented designers immediately.

At the end of the regular meeting, Qin Lianzhou stopped Qi Xi and said, "Tomorrow night is the annual year-end reception of the construction and decoration industry agreement. Didn't you receive the invitation? Go and have a look, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

Qi Xi was pleasantly surprised, "I almost forgot about it! Are you with me?"

Qin Lianzhou smiled, with a slightly tired tone, "Let Lao Yang go with you, I'll go home at night."

Qi Xi was worried, "Is there something wrong? I see that you often go home recently, and your spirit is not very good."

Qin Lianzhou pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I drank a few days ago, and my mother saw my little sister undressing me."

Qi Xi was at a loss for words, a non-identical sister on the household registration book was also a sister.

The nature of this matter is too serious.

"You can take care of your family affairs at ease, and don't worry about the studio." Qi Xi said in a deep voice.

Qin Lianzhou made a 'hmm' sound and said: "After the Gregorian calendar year, I may return to Fanshi. Things in the studio have been sorted out, and you and Meng Qingrang are back together. I won't stay any longer. reason."

"Lian Zhou..." Qi Xi hesitated to speak, and finally just said, "Thank you."

Qin Lianzhou, "Where do you come from so many kind words among friends, let's go."

Qi Xi, "Yes."

Qi Xi quietly watched Qin Lianzhou leave, and couldn't help sighing.

Why is nothing smooth when it comes to relationships?

Qi Xi closed her eyes forcefully, then opened them again, and Fan Ying, who had gone and returned, walked in with a gossipy face and said, "Does your ex still miss you?"

Qi Xi was stunned for a long time, and then asked one word, "Huh?"

How do you feel that Fan Ying knows something?

After she came back, she should have never told Fan Ying about her relationship with Meng Qingrang.

Qi Xi was puzzled.

Fan Ying took out her mobile phone and showed it to Qi Xi, "Your ex broke up with your current post on Weibo."

Qi Xi's calm gaze flickered slightly, and she picked up the phone.

The statement is very short: [He is very good, but it is difficult to be the one in his heart. Rather than respecting each other as a guest, it is better to be well each other. 】

"What do you think this statement means?" Fan Ying asked.

Qi Xi returned the phone, and said in a calm voice, "What do you mean?"

Fan Ying, "If such a good man can't become the love of his heart, who else can?"

Qi Xi asked with a half smile, "Who is it?"

"Knock, knock!" Xiao Ya at the front desk suddenly stood at the door and knocked.

After the two looked over, Xiaoya said to Qi Xi with a bright smile, "Mr. Qi, someone sent you flowers."

A large bouquet of roses, full of small buds.

Qi Xi frowned slightly, "Who gave it to you?" She didn't remember anyone close enough to give this kind of flower.

Xiaoya struggled to hug her up and said, "Oh, I haven't had time to watch it yet."

"Let me see!" Fan Ying excitedly ran over to pick up the flowers, waited for Xiaoya to leave with her sore arms, closed the door immediately, took out the card inside and read, "Xixi, good morning. Sign up, let .”

Fan Ying blinked and said meaningfully: "Oh, is your ex's name Meng Qing..."

Before the word "let" was uttered, the flowers were thrown into the trash can by Qi Xi with a cold face.