The Spoilt Wife’s Happy Life with the Commander

Lin Qing's eyelashes fanned twice, and the answer was not unexpected: "No."

The strength of Deze's palm was loose.

Lin Qingwan'er, clear eyes like a stream flowing quietly: "Daze, since I want to be with you, I won't let you down. So, give me time, okay?"

Deze rubbed her hair: "Okay."

Although he still could not see her eyes, at least he could stay by her side. This woman, after seeing her at first glance, had no strength to escape.

In the past four years, he has watched her step by step with her own eyes. She is as strong as her and as cold as her. Now he can finally hold her hand.

In fact, even if she did move, he would not ask to live with her.

"I will always stay with you."

Lin Qing responded, shrinking the scar in her heart.

That person, after she left five years ago, had never thought of returning.

When Mu Li drove downstairs to Lu Xiaojia, the other car slowly came in from the opposite side. The two cars stopped at the same time.

Ling Annan got down from the other car and walked around in front of Mu Li to stop: "What are you doing?"

Mu Li gave him a glance, and reached out to push him away: "What matter to you?"

What's more, Lu Xiao's affairs are all arranged by him, but it doesn't work at a glance?

Ling Annan: "Go back, I'll go up and take a look."

"I said, didn't you see her?" Mu Li narrowed her eyes and looked at Ling Annan with interest.

Why hadn't he noticed before that this guy was just decent when he came to see Lu Xiao?

Ling Annan raised her eyebrows and retracted her arm. "As you say, she has been in a bad shape recently, and I don't want to see anyone except me."

"Really?" Mu Li hooked his lips, and the boy was really boring. It was not his credit to know Lu Xiao at the beginning?

"That must be." Ling Annan raised his eyebrows during the demonstration, but Mu Li was relentlessly pushed aside the next second.

"Go there, I'll let her shut you out for a while, and see who she listens to." Mu Li said that she had pressed the elevator.

Ling Annan hated his teeth and squeezed in the elevator door as soon as it opened.

When opening the door of Lu Xiao's house, the psychiatrist was getting up from the sofa and seeing the two of them coming in from outside, he nodded and rushed away.

Mu Li looked around for a week, walked to the sofa, sat down, threw the key on the coffee table, and folded his legs: "How is the recovery?"

The psychiatrist truthfully said: "The situation is not bad. I suggest she can find some easy work and have more contact with the outside world."

Mu Li thoughtfully, his eyes fell on the woman on the opposite side, Lu Xiao's expression was calm, and his eyes were still a little unnatural when he heard the doctor's words.

"Okay, I'll think about it, you go back first." Mu Li took out a check and handed it to the doctor. "Continue next week."

The doctor took the check and wanted to say hello to the two people on the opposite side and leave on their own.

Ling Annan walked to the position beside Lu Xiao and sat down, intentionally showing that the two were closely related. He put his arms on the sofa behind Lu Xiao with a pleasant expression.

Lu Xiaoqing frowned and did not speak.

"What do you think?" Mu Li looked at Lu Xiao, asking her opinions every time as usual.

In fact, Lu Xiao is still somewhat inconsistent with the outside world, especially where there are many people. She rarely goes out, or Ling Annan accompanies her to go out.

"Do you still think about it? I happen to have a job that is right for you, and you will report with me tomorrow." Ling Annan patted his hand on the sofa, his arms in a posture like Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao didn't believe him: "What job?"

Ling Annan took the tea cup on the table and sipped, frowning bitterly: "My secretary."

Lu Xiao moved to the side.

"You haven't listened to what the doctor said just now, when your secretary must not be exhausted?" Mu Li saw Ling Annan's eyes staring, thinking that his prodigal son was famous. Where did he borrow the courage to provoke Lu Xiao?

"Exhausted, will I let her suffer?" Ling Annan Yue said more and more, "Moreover, let her stay with me, you can still get the information of the sister-in-law, how good."

Mu Li's dark eyes darkened, and the smile on the corner of his lips dissipated: "Take care of yourself. I saw that woman come to you yesterday. I remember you met at the bar a few days ago?"

Ling Annan's eyelids flickered, and she smiled, "How many years ago was that, and what did it mention?"

Lu Xiao didn't seem to respond. Seeing Ling Annan leaning over to avoid it subconsciously, his expression wiped out his nervousness: "Don't come over."

Hearing the uneasiness of her tone, Ling Annan turned back quickly, and when she looked up, she saw that Mu Li had left the door.

"Don't toss, take her out to relax when you have time, and talk about work another day." Mu Li fell out coldly.

"Eating explosives?" Ling Annan put his suit down and sat down decently.

Where to eat explosives must be because of Lin Qing.

Lu Xiao thought of what Lin Qing said yesterday, and after keeping a distance with Ling Annan, he said, "Lin Qing has a son, do you know?"

"I know." Ling Annan remembered the little man he saw that day. "Isn't that the little boy who looks like Mu Li?"

"Really look alike?"

"You didn't see it, and you let Lin Qing take a look the other day." Ling Annan sipped another tea in a masochistic manner.

Lu Xiao hesitated: "Do you know, Lin Qing is getting married?"

Ling Anan sipped a cup of tea and opened her eyes, "What did you say?"

auzw.com No wonder Mu Li was so angry that Bacheng knew about it.

"I'm not sure, but Lin Qing doesn't look like a kid."

Ling Annan wiped the corners of his mouth with a piece of paper, crumpled it into a trash can, "Are you free the day after tomorrow?"

Lu Xiao saw that his topic was changing quickly, but he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Ling Annan chuckled, and swiped his fingers to the corners of his mouth: "I haven't gone out for a long time, and take you out to relax the day after tomorrow.

"where to?"

"The reception."

The door of Lin Qing's office was knocked early the next morning.

"Lin, I have your flowers." The newly recruited clerk moved diligently and handed Lin Qing a bunch of roses sent downstairs.

Lin Qing was slightly surprised, glanced up and pointed at the corner of the table: "Let's put it there."

The little clerk hugged and stood in the same place with a smile: "This flower looks so good. It's better for me to find a bottle and put it in the room."

Lin Qing's pen was on his chin, and thought for a while, "OK, go."

It didn't take long for a bottle of red roses to bloom in the office.

Lin Qing didn't pay attention to the card in the bouquet, and in the blink of an hour, the inside line rang, and she heard the gentle voice of the man.

"There's a reception in the evening. Get off work early today and wait for me in the office."

Lin Qing heard of the reception before and didn't care: "Are I going?"

There was a sound of flipping the paper on the other end of the phone, and Daze paused in his hand: "Of course, this time we host it, and you will come with me."

Lin Qing held the pen and drew a line on the blank paper without any rules: "I'm not interested in the reception."

Daze guessed that she would say so, and thought for a while, "Would you like to stay with me?"

Lin Qing turned her gaze to the bottle of roses, her heart softened: "Well, it depends on the gift you sent me."

The person on the other end of the phone was a pause. It took a long time for the man to hear a dull voice: "I didn't give you a flower."

"Isn't it from you?" Lin Qing slightly snorted, and then looked carefully, only then noticed the card, and opened it with thin fingers.

There is only the signature on the card, and the chic handwriting writes a name: Mu Li.

Lin Qing couldn't say anything.

Daze may have guessed something, a gentle smile covering his eyes: "I still have a meeting, wait for me after work."

Lin Qing stared at the card, frowning, looking up to see someone passing by, and shouted in, "Let the flowers out, I don't like it."

The staff saw that the flowers were blooming just right, and the room was full of strong fragrance, but when Lin Qing looked indifferent, he had to hold the bottle out.

Lin Qing shoved the card into his bag without wanting to be seen by others.

Deze pushed away the last meeting, left the office after signing the documents, and walked to Lin Qing's office. He could see the figure in the room through the transparent glass.

Lin Qingfu was seriously looking at the data at the table, and with his pen on his chin from time to time, his petite figure became more and more shocking.

Dai Ze knocked on the glass, Lin Qing heard his voice and looked up to this side. The corner of his lips was a slight response. She probably sorted out her desk and carried her out of the office.

"So early?" Lin Qing stood at the door and looked at the time. There were more than three hours before the reception.

"Can't you wear this, right?" Deze pointed to himself, and set his eyes on Lin Qing.

Lin Qing rubbed his forehead: "Too many things to watch today, they are all confused."

She said to leave with Daze.

Passing by a cabinet, Daze glanced into a vase full of roses, and when he was far away, he could smell the seductive roses.

Lin Qing didn't seem to notice, pressing the elevator aside: "What are you looking at?"

Deze retracted his gaze, blocking the direction of the vase when he was sideways: "Nothing, how are you feeling today?"

"That's it."

That's what happened between them. He didn't ask, he didn't say.

Lin Qing felt this was his trust in her, but he was waiting for the day when she took the initiative to speak.

Lin Qing walked into the special elevator with him, turning a blind eye to those eyes behind him. If she decides one thing, she doesn't care about others' eyes.

The dress was delivered to the apartment early in the morning. Dai Ze went to the master bedroom and took out the beautifully packed box. Lin Qing was waiting in the living room.

The second time she came here, she had a chance to look around carefully. As a place where single men live, there is a different kind of warmth in the apartment.

Sure enough, like his people, it always gives people peace of mind.

Lin Qing stood up and walked towards the window sill involuntarily.

At a glance, you can see the scenery of the entire city. Dai Ze chose the house on the 32nd floor, and there was a towering illusion when overlooking.

She also stood in the same position that year and took the entire city into view. She just changed her house and changed her owner. Only she was her.

She will never forget the pain of Xu Yuan throwing the marriage certificate on her.

"Lin Qing." After Dai Ze's voice sounded, Lin Qing retracted his gaze.

She turned around, glanced at the gloom of the man's eyes, and felt a moment of distress. She smiled immediately, her eyes slightly raised.

"Is this the one?" Lin Qing took the dress as a matter of course and headed to the guest room.