I hold the plug-in, arrogant! [Quick Transmigration]

"Impossible, Luo Qing obviously likes me, he will only marry me." Jian Heng retorted subconsciously, his face was full of anger.

Luo Qing: "..."

Very good, after I don't know why I'm going to get married, I don't know when I fell in love with you.

Haha... It should be said that he is indeed a brother.

Luo Qing rolled her eyes, wanting to ignore the two of them directly.

It's a pity that it can't, the two of them are blocking the gate, and he has to pass through there.

Jian Xingyuan was not offended by Jian Heng's words, but the coldness in his body receded, as if a winner looked at the loser generously, and sighed in his words: "Self-deception is really your favorite, as your Big brother, but you have to break your fantasy."

From the corner of the eye, when someone came over, he looked around casually, and when he saw the person he was thinking of, he immediately left Jian Heng behind and stepped forward: "Qingqing."

Jian Heng was stunned for a moment, but also realized, and followed quickly: "Luo Qing, let's go back."

As he said that, he was about to pull Luoqing's hand, but Jian Xingyuan held it with a little force.

"what."

Jian Heng cried out in pain, his face wrinkled into a ball.

"You shouldn't touch it, don't reach out, otherwise, I don't mind chopping it up." Jian Xingyuan shook off his hand with a cold face, his eyes were captivating.

Jian Heng's pupils shrank, and his heart was frightened. For a while, he even forgot to speak.

Jian Xingyuan no longer cared about him, held Luo Qing's hand, and instantly changed like a spring breeze: "Qingqing, let's go."

Luo Qing was used to this guy's performance of changing his face faster than turning the pages of a book. Even though he complained a lot, he still followed him honestly, without giving a glance to the third person present.

It wasn't until Luo Qing got into the car that Jian Heng came to his senses, his complexion changed drastically, and he ran to stop him, but the car door was in front of him, and it closed mercilessly, blocking the sight of him and the people in the car.

Jian Xingyuan glanced at the driver's seat, "Drive."

"Yes, BOSS." The secretary quickly started the car, out of Jian Heng's sight, and very considerately, raised the middle baffle, leaving a world for the boss and his wife in the back seat.

Jian Xingyuan was very satisfied, and secretly said, when he goes back, he will be given a bonus.

Jian Heng watched sullenly as the car merged into the traffic flow, turned around in resentment, got in his own car, and galloped towards the other side.

The living room of the suite in M ​​country.

Jonathan and his party were sitting on the sofa, talking with the people in the laptop on the coffee table with serious faces, all in a bad mood.

"Don't make excuses for your waste, such a good opportunity, you all messed up things, I think, I have to mention it to the committee." On the other side of the video, with a big beard and eyes full of arrogance. The young man looked at them with contempt.

Darryl was furious, and immediately slapped the table: "Booth, you still have the face to criticize us, who swears that your technology is the best in the world, I think you are a fucking piece of trash."

'bang'

There was a loud bang in the video, as if something had been kicked down.

Darryl didn't care at all, and sneered: "Why, you've become angry from embarrassment, you should have watched the live broadcast, but you continued to be arrogant, if it weren't for you, why would we be so ashamed, and now the whole world is waiting to watch Our joke, you will be a sinner in our country."

Booth cursed angrily, with a gloomy expression: "Darryl, don't provoke me, or you will regret it."

"Okay, stop arguing." Jonathan said, staring at the two of them warningly: "Sitting here, I don't want you to quarrel, but to discuss a solution."

Jonathan is very annoying now, the effect of that live broadcast is really good, now it is everywhere on the Internet, and he has received several calls from above, all condemning them.

There are also other countries that have signed cooperation agreements with them, and they also expressed their opinions openly and secretly.

If it is not handled well, their country will really suffer heavy losses this time.

The most important thing is that country H, which they once ignored at all, will probably take this opportunity to soar into the sky.

Darryl snorted heavily, and said unhappily: "How else can we solve it, unless they don't have holographic technology at all in country H, or they are fooling people today, otherwise how can we solve it?"

"Yeah, they're going to hold a press conference tomorrow. I just received the news that some countries have already set off and want to attend tomorrow's press conference." The ambassador of country M followed suit, unable to stop worrying on his face.

This time they really didn't expect such a result.

They had obviously never heard of this Luo Qing.

"Have you found out who developed the holographic and intelligent brain? Are you sure it's the one named Luo Qing?" Booth frowned and looked at the few people. He still doesn't quite believe it. It would be that there is no hair growing. Qi's boy.

Darryl now has a lot of opinions on Booth, and when he heard him speak, he laughed: "Why, you are so useless that you don't want to admit to others, you are so pitiful."

"You!" Booth burst into flames.

"Don't make noise, Darryl, please be quiet." Jonathan warned Darryl before returning to Booth: "It should be him, he is the one who is operating the whole field, and that brain is also summoned by him. No one else, even their national treasure-level researcher, Mr. Xin, seemed to obey him and didn't speak during the whole process, so it should be developed by him."

"Could he be the secret weapon they cultivated?" Booth couldn't figure it out, is their national intelligence already so backward?

They couldn't find any important members of the other country. It seemed that it was time to talk to the parliament and committee members.

What's the use of keeping a high commission without doing anything?

Jonathan pinched his forehead, "I don't know if it's a secret weapon, but I only know that if this matter is not resolved, we won't be able to think about it."

Everyone was silent.

This is the truth.

How can I do it?

"Ah, that's right!" Darryl clapped his hands suddenly, his expression became fierce, "We can't let him hold the press conference, it's fine."

Several people looked at each other, Qi Qi looked at Darryl.

"Why can't he drive it?"

"Now they are absolutely ready and there will be no surprises."

"Everyone is watching, and it's hard for them to drive."

Darryl smiled, "In addition to accidents, there are also man-made."

"Artificial?" Jonathan murmured, and then thought of something, a dark light flashed in his eyes: "Okay, I know, Booth must change a few holographic projections for me before night, and try to improve the appearance as much as possible. Then it was delivered overnight."

"So urgent?" Booth frowned before he rested.

Jonathan's expression was indifferent, with no refusal: "Hurry up, the former must be completed." After speaking, he looked at Daryl again: "Darryl, go find..."

Close to his ear, whispered a few words, on the surface it was determined to win.

In the development conference, one needs products, and the other needs people to introduce.

If one of the two is missing, or both are gone, can it still be successful?

The answer is obvious.

Luo Qing rubbed her itchy and uncomfortable nose, her beautiful brows were slightly frowned, who was thinking about him?

Is it Jian Heng?

correct.

Luo Qing turned sideways quickly, looking at the people around him: "Did you find anything strange about your house?"

"Strange place?" Jian Xingyuan was slightly stunned, thought for a while, then shook his head: "There is nothing strange about my family."

Thinking that Luo Qing was worried about whether he would like the place where he lived, he said: "Since it is the place we want to live in, we have to make sure you like it. When the time comes, you choose, and we will live in whichever you say, but you can't Let’s talk about your home, it’s our home.”

Luo Qing: "..."

Is this what he asked?

"Be serious, I'm asking about something serious."

"What I'm talking about is also serious, and I'm serious too." Jian Xingyuan felt a little wronged, he was really serious, he just wanted to live with Qingqing, and he didn't even think about intimate contact.

You know, every night he will always appear in my dreams, each time it is different, sometimes he is dressed in a white robe, gentle and moist like a son of a family, sometimes he is a bright and bright nine-day banished fairy, and sometimes he is a proud little girl of Jingui. The prince, no matter which one it is, makes his heart feel hot.

I am also very jealous of myself in the dream, who can kiss and hug them at will.

And this deity of myself can only be seen but not eaten.

Just thinking about it makes me feel aggrieved.

If Luo Qing had the ability to read minds, he probably couldn't help but beat him up.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jian Xingyuan looked at him, and immediately sat upright, nervous.

Could it be that I was really unreasonable just now?

No, he was really serious. After thinking about it, he called softly, "Qingqing?"

Luo Qing: "...I'm asking about your Jane's family."

Jian Xingyuan came to his senses this time, but he was in a complicated mood. After a long while, he said, "To be honest, I don't think there is anything wrong with the Jian family. They are all speechless. There are four people in the family, except me. The other three are not normal yet."

They hated each other since they were young, and since he could remember, his parents had never treated him well, but Jian Heng was different, they held it in their hands.

At first he was very sad, children, who doesn't want their parents to pay attention to them, not to mention that he can't see them often, and he can read them.

But gradually, he didn't care, especially when Jian Heng was also disliked by his father, he didn't feel much for them.

That home, he also went back less and less.

Hearing this, Luo Qing thought of another thing: "You called me earlier and said that your parents agreed to us being together?"

"Yes, they specifically asked me to go back, and told me to live with you, don't go back." Jian Xingyuan was excited when he heard this, and immediately nodded, feeling a little elated.

Luo Qing: "..."

Why doesn't this feel like consent at all, but like a threat, and drive you out of the house by the way.

Looking at the person who didn't seem to notice at all, Luo Qing's expression was complicated.

Is he stupid, or is there a problem with his own understanding?

"Qingqing, do you want to go home with me to meet them? In fact, it doesn't matter if they see you or not. They support us anyway." Jian Xingyuan didn't understand Luo Qing's mood, and continued, without hiding it on the surface dislike.

He really didn't like that so-called home, and he didn't want to step in even once. If it wasn't for the occasional occasion when they insisted on calling him back, he might wait for them to die before going back and offering them a chrysanthemum to celebrate.

Luo Qing was silent for two seconds, and decisively broke his dream: "I think they probably don't want you to go back, and they didn't support you. After the live broadcast, Jian Heng also called me and said that his mother agreed with him and told me Together." After a pause, he continued: "Before, your mother just threatened me to leave City B, otherwise she would be rude to me."

Jian Xingyuan is not a fool, his attitude changed too quickly.

It's still at the end of the live broadcast.

What's more, he had already received news that his mother intended to let Jian Heng marry the Fang family.

Jian Xingyuan rubbed his fingers lightly, his ink-like eyes were dark.

He knew that his mother always wanted him to give Jian Heng all the things in his hand, and even secretly did a lot of tricks, but his father knew it but didn't care, which is why he didn't bother to talk to those two people.

A mother who always wants to plot against herself, and a father who doesn't care about his son's life and death, he is not purely filial to the point of stupidity.

Over the years, it's not that he hasn't doubted why he has to target himself like this.

At first, he thought that he grew up with his grandfather, and was trained by his grandfather to be an heir since he was a child, and he was not close to his parents. Jian Heng grew up by their side and had a better relationship.

Later, he found out that his grandfather was very dissatisfied with his mother. For some reason, whenever the two of them appeared on the same occasion, his grandfather would be sullen, and even his father would be scolded.

He thought, maybe it was because of his grandfather that his mother hated and disliked him so much.

When he grew up, he didn't even bother to give them a look, and he didn't bother to think about it.

But now it seems that his mother is determined to let Jian Heng take over.

"Go back and review the matter in hand, and check the company again. The higher-ups are checking your home, so you should pay attention." Luo Qing saw that his expression kept changing and finally fell silent, before continuing.

Jian Xingyuan's eyes flickered, and suddenly he held Luo Qing's hand sideways. Luo Qing was startled, and his eyes widened.

Jian Xingyuan sat closer to him, his eyes full of emotion: "Qingqing, I'm so happy, it's really kind of you to tell me such a confidential matter, how about this, to show my heart, we just happen to have to go through the civil affairs department. Bureau, how about getting married first?"

Luo Qing: "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, "I don't think so."

Just very speechless, aren't you talking about business?Why do you jump to this kind of thing again, and then say, "Get married, have you brought your household registration book?"

Still married, common sense?

Who cares about you empty-handed.

Luo Qing complained silently, and saw a vermilion streak appear in front of her eyes.

There are also a few golden words printed on it.

Very conspicuous.

Residents booklet.

"..."

Luo Qing's expression was wrong, "You, you have a meal, what are you doing with a household registration book?"

Jian Xingyuan smiled sincerely, "Qingqing, I needed it for errands yesterday, so I put it in the car, and I forgot to take it away today." Then the topic changed: "Are we destined to be destined?"

Luo Qing was speechless, it was fate.

Does he look deceptive?

"Qingqing, I don't think we should disappoint this good relationship, what do you think?" Jian Xingyuan looked expectant, "If you didn't bring it, it's okay, we'll go back and get it right away, anyway, it's still early."

You can definitely arrive at the Civil Affairs Bureau before six o'clock.

Luo Qing withdrew her hand, leaned back on the chair, crossed her legs, and the uncle refused: "No appointment, I'm hungry, let's eat."

Jian Xingyuan looked at the empty hand, full of regret, and even more regretful when listening to Luo Qing's words.

Such a good day, wasted, so heartbroken.

But Qingqing said she was hungry, what can she do?

My wife needs to be pampered.

But when he thought about the arrangement of his hotel, he felt that it was okay again, so he suppressed the idea of ​​informing the secretary to change lanes, pressed the partition in the middle, and got out of the way quickly, because he couldn't be really hungry and go to his house to clear up.

And he believed that if he failed this time, he would definitely do it next time.

If you miss work time by then, come back tomorrow.

One day he could still afford to wait.

Jian Xingyuan was in a good mood, but when Jian Heng returned home, he was full of anger, and his whole body exuded a sinister air.

Wan Yuhe, who was sitting on the sofa waiting, was happy to see her son come back, but then she was taken aback by his state, and hurriedly got up, full of worries: "Son, what's wrong with you?" Frowning fiercely: "Where's Luo Qing? Why didn't you come back with you? Why, he still dares to take Joe?"

It was his blessing to be liked by her son.

"Mom, do you agree with Jian Xingyuan chasing Luo Qing?" Jian Heng asked with a sullen face without replying.

"Ah?" Wan Yuhe was stunned, she agreed with Jian Xingyuan chasing Luo Qing?

How can it be?

Shaking his head, "No, you don't like him, how could mom support others."

How could she let him get such good help? She wished she could poach all the capable people around him who could help him.

Jian Heng didn't believe it, and stared at Wan Yuhe scrutinizingly: "Jian Xingyuan said, you asked him to go to Luo Qing, but you were actually lying to me, saying that you agreed, but in fact you wanted me to see that scene Give up."

The more Jian Heng talked about it, the more reasonable he felt. Jian Xingyuan never bothered to lie. Thinking of this, his eyes became darker and darker: "I warn you, if you interfere in our affairs again, don't blame me for not recognizing you as a mother."

Before Wan Yuhe could turn his head around, he was so threatened by his son that he trembled with anger, "Jian Heng!"

She is always for him, and he treats him like this, which makes her mad, Wan Yuhe is furious: "You talk to me like this, I'm your mother!"

"I just knew you were my mother, so I just warned you. I won't be polite to anyone else." Jian Heng was spoiled by her since she was a child. Everyone of status flattered him, and even sent people to serve him, and he never suffered setbacks, which made him feel that the whole world revolved around him.

Naturally, what you want, you should get.

No one can object, and no one is allowed to have an opinion, even if it is a real mother or a real father.

Wan Yuhe almost couldn't breathe, her chest was heaving, "You, you..."

Jian Heng was still furious, but seeing his mother turned pale, she still kept her mouth shut, walked over, poured her a glass of water, put it in front of him silently, turned around and left without hesitation.

Wan Yuhe couldn't control it anymore, and she shed tears. Her son actually didn't turn to her, didn't believe her, and still disobeyed her like that.

why?

Is she not doing well enough?

No, it's not her fault, it's all her sister's. If it wasn't for her, how could she be an illegitimate daughter and had to be kept outside by her father.

Obviously she met Jian Da first, and they were together first, but because she is an illegitimate daughter, she cannot marry him.

On the contrary, her sick sister could justifiably marry the man she wanted and give birth to him, but she herself had to abort her first child.

When she finally took over and thought that everything would go well, that old guy from the Jane family looked down on her again.

He also took away Jian Xingyuan's evil obstacle, allowing him to live until now.

He should have died with his mother. If he had died that year, how could her son have become like this.

It's all their fault, it's all their fault.

She can't wait any longer.

Wan Yuhe took out his mobile phone and dialed a number he hadn't contacted in decades.

Luo Qing sat in the restaurant which was very ambiguously arranged, with red candles burning on the table, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of forget worry grass, with a subtle look on her face.

He really didn't expect it to be a restaurant for couples.

Not to mention that the environment is really good, it is obviously not night, but there is a starry sky above your head, as if you can hold it in your hand when you reach out.

Jian Xingyuan stared at the opposite side, dragging the red wine glass with his slender fingers, admiring the people around him gracefully and leisurely, with gentle eyes: "Qingqing, do you know the difference between you and the stars?"

"Huh?" The difference between him and the stars?Luo Qing raised her eyes lazily, her eyelashes trembling like a small fan.

Jian Xingyuan's Adam's apple twitched slightly, as if it had been scratched off, a little itchy, and his voice was low: "The stars are in the sky, and you are in my heart."

The hoarse and magnetic voice is like freshly opened red wine in the glass in his hand, thick and charming.

Luo Qing felt as if her heart had been scalded, and she paused slightly as she shook the red wine glass.

He lowered his eyelids, covering the sparkle inside.

This guy, where did he learn the earthy love talk? Isn't he the president, and he's still so idle?

It seems that there is not enough work, so I will report to the superior later, let him cooperate with the follow-up development, and find something for him to do.

Jian Xingyuan had no idea that he was running out of free time, seeing the person opposite him with red ears under the warm light gave him a sense of accomplishment.

Sure enough, everything in the book is correct.

It is necessary to confess boldly and let the other party continue to understand your intentions.

Don't be afraid of romantic talk, don't be afraid of shyness, and don't be afraid of embarrassment, just say it.

Even if people don't love you or believe you at first, they will be brainwashed to fall in love with you if they talk too much.

Jian Xingyuan was about to make persistent efforts, and the person opposite raised his head.

The beautiful eyes seemed to be glowing with a layer of light, the corners of the lips were slightly hooked, smiling, very pretty, but it made him tense up inexplicably.

Luo Qing took a sip of the red wine before opening her mouth slowly, with a playful tone: "Really, then what if you are not in my heart?"

!

Is this Qingqing testing him?

The book says that once the other party asks some hypothetical questions, it is telling you in disguise that the answer is the opposite.

That is to say, when Qingqing asked what to do if he was not in his heart, he was telling him that he had himself in his heart!

Jian Xingyuan was excited, Qingqing really loved him.

Stand up quickly.

Luo Qing was slightly stunned, what is this for?

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and before he could ask, he saw the other party walking towards him, standing beside him, and then knelt down on one knee.

Ok?

Jian Xingyuan took out a crimson velvet box from his bag, opened it, and two rings inlaid with small white diamonds appeared on it, with a simple, generous yet exquisite design.

The wine glass in Luo Qing's hand subconsciously fell to the table.

Jian Xingyuan looked up at him, his dark eyes full of affection: "Qingqing, thank you for hinting to me and giving me the courage to say it, please marry me."

Luo Qing: Hint?

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Luo Qing: What did I imply?

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Jian Xingyuan: Come on, Qingqing, let's get married~

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