Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Anlan's eyes were a little bleak, "Miss Xia, I'll take you down!"

His tone was strong, then he opened the door and walked out first.

Xia Mian had no choice, so she pursed her lips and had to follow it out.

Outside the door, Qin Anlan was leaning against the elevator, his chin was faintly blue, his expression was unprecedentedly decadent, and he looked tired.

Xia Mian walked over slowly, until she was about two steps away from him, "Ms. Qin?"

"Go down!" He didn't look at her, and directly pressed the elevator.

Xia Mian followed him anxiously and walked into the elevator. The shadow of the two of them was reflected in the elevator mirror. Xia Mian's eyes were foggy, and she watched.

At this time, he was almost single, and he was abandoned by Ye Liangqiu, why couldn't she take advantage of the vacancy to enter.

She said to herself, if you lose this opportunity, you can never have it again.

"Mr. Qin..." She bit her lip and suddenly gained courage, "I like you."

As if afraid he would think too much, she added another sentence, "Just because you are Qin Anlan, not for anything else."

Qin Anlan looked into the direction of the elevator door, and heard her words, but did not immediately respond.

After a pause for about five seconds, the elevator reached the first floor. He walked over and held down the elevator button, with a faint voice: "Miss Xia, don't come anymore."

He didn't even answer a word, when she is air, it is dispensable.

Xia Mian was a little shocked... In her cognition, he should be comforted most by gentleness at this time, but when he faced her, when faced with a face somewhat similar to Ye Liangqiu, he was indifferent and performed impeccably.

Xia Mian was embarrassed again.

Not reconciled, she quickly grabbed his arm and looked up at him, "I want to be with you."

Qin Anlan lowered his head and watched her touch her hand.

For a moment, he reached out and removed her hand, his voice still indifferent, "I have a wife, Miss Xia respects herself!"

But Xia Mian was unwilling to give up. She raised her head and said in excitement, "Why? Why is she still your wife? She did such a thing..."

Qin Anlan caught her hand suddenly, only to hear a bang, Xia Mian's body was thrown against the elevator wall by him.

His body pressed her tightly, almost squeezing out the air in her Hungarian accent. He was condescending, looked at her coldly, and pinched her chin with one hand...

He lowered his head, Junyan was very close to her, and the breath from his thin lips was also cold: "What qualifications do you have to say about her? Huh? It depends on you to meet me a few times, and it depends on you Young and good-looking?"

Xia Mian was breathing desperately, and Xiong's mouth undulated violently. She looked at the man in front of her, no, at this moment he was more indifferent like a death god.

But this indifference desperately attracted her.

She couldn't resist.

"No!" She shook her head and hugged his shoulders suddenly, "I want to love you, I want to take care of you...really, I don't ask for a name, I can even take care of Mu Yun for you."

His eyes narrowed, one hand went down--

Xia Mian took a sigh of relief. Qin Anlan had never done anything like this to her, let alone in an elevator.

She trembled, but did not refuse.

His eyes were fixed on hers, and his voice was calm, "Xia Mian, what you want, is this, right?"

She shook her head desperately, then nodded, tears in her eyes.

No man has ever treated her like this.