This Damned Sweetness

Xu Qiao found that Cheng Lang seemed to be getting more and more dangerous.

The danger lies not in him, but in that she knows that he is taking advantage of others, knowing that he is taking advantage of the topic, but she does not find it annoying, but she can always think of a reason to persuade herself when she can't refuse him—for example, I really have nowhere to go now, so let's stay in his house for a while, just stay for a few days! For another example, Zhao Baoxing is about to abuse food. At such a happy moment, it doesn't seem like a hug to celebrate, and he still has injuries on his hand. Don't move!

But as soon as I became sober afterwards, in retrospect, these reasons were all excuses.

With nowhere to go, she can ask Zhu Li for help, and they have restored contact.

Isn't it enough to express joy and high-five? What a decent way a lone man and a widow can hug and hug!

Xu Qiao was distressed, and when he was separated from Cheng Lang, she wondered, what kind of shower gel he used and how it smelled so good.

The two discussed a few things about Zhao Baoxing, as if this was really just a hug celebrating the victory in advance, and then went their separate ways and went back to each room.

Cheng Lang concealed his unavoidable sweaty state after the hug, walked back into the bathroom, took off his bathrobe, stood under the shower and turned on the water.

The fine water flow washed over the body, as warm as the touch of the gentle fragrance of nephrite jade.

In the heat, his heart beats faster than when he first became ill.

He closed his eyes, suppressed the restlessness, and lowered the water temperature by ten degrees.

On the other side, Xu Qiao didn't turn on the light immediately after locking the door, put her back against the door panel, and hid the secret that was ready to come out in the darkness, and let out a deep breath.

——

For two consecutive days, Xu Qiaowo continued to rush to design drafts at home, trying to ignore the impact of Cheng Lang's concentration on her career.

Cheng Lang went back and forth between Lishan Mansion and Lanchen Group for nine nights and five places. Even if she went home at night, she would not disturb her preparations for the London exhibition. He just sat not far from her and silently handled some things that should have been. The work done by the group overtime seems to be showing some sense of existence.

It wasn't until the third evening when he came back from get off work that he asked for the first time if she was free tonight.

"Have you seen me busy?" Xu Qiao was drawing a manuscript by the floor-to-ceiling window, with a pen in her hand, "I won't go out to play with you."

"I'm not asking you to go out to play, I look like a stumbling block in your career?" Cheng Lang smiled and walked behind her, "Fan Cui has progressed, if you have time, I will give you a video later. Connect for a negotiation."

"Who is it with?" Xu Qiao finally stopped writing, "With you, I still need to negotiate something like this?"

"Ms. Liang Que, former creative director of Jin Lu."

Cheng Lang answered two questions in one sentence.

When Xu Qiao heard this name, she understood why Cheng Lang wanted her to come forward.

Speaking of it, the relationship between her and Liang Que can be defined by the phrase "old acquaintance".

After all, the debut work that helped Liang Que rise to fame at the Florence International Design Biennale was actually the result of revisions based on her opinions after being stabbed by her.

Therefore, although Xu Qiao is a few years younger than Liang Que, she has witnessed her from an unknown jewelry designer to the position of chief of Jinlu at a young age.

According to Xu Qiao's usual high-sightedness and high requirements for jewelry, Liang Que can't be said to be a talented jewelry designer, but she can be regarded as a diligent designer, and she has the toughness to polish her works. It is a pity to be a gunner for Zhao Baoxing.

"What's the situation with her right now?" Xu Qiao asked, "Is she really willing to be a shooter for Zhao Baoxing?"

"not completely."

Cheng Lang told Xu Qiao that in Jinlu's core design team, others were indeed attracted by the favorable conditions offered by Mr. Zhao, and they switched to Fancui, but Liang Que was different. With her qualifications, Jin Lu fell down, and she didn't have to choose Fan Cui. The reason she accepted the olive branch that Fan Cui threw was because she was in urgent need of a large sum of money.

Liang Que's father died early. He was brought up by his mother since he was a child.

My uncle has frequently owed usury over the years. The creditor heard that he had a successful niece and often sought her to collect debts. She helped if she could help at first, but after a long time, she had no savings due to blood sucking, and she never wanted to care about her uncle's bad debts.

However, once it started, it was not easy to stop, and those in the gray area did not let her go.

At that time, she and her mother were harassed by people from the three religions and nine classmates every day-the doors and windows of the house were smashed, they were splashed with chicken blood, they were intimidated by hooligans who suddenly jumped out on the way to get off work, and they could receive terrible and strange calls in the middle of the night.

Calling the police and moving can only calm the storm. It didn't take long for these terrible things to come back.

And considering her reputation, she has never asked for help publicly.

At this time, Fan Cui approached her and said that he was willing to pay off all the debts for her uncle at once, as long as she was a gunman for Zhao Baoxing.

Cheng Lang has tried to concise the description as much as possible, but Xu Qiao still hears his hair downright, thinking that after the catastrophe, he did not receive any personal threats from beginning to end, which is simply a blessing in misfortune.

She waited for a while before asking: "In this case, how can I convince Liang Que to expose Zhao Baoxing publicly? She is collecting money to do business, so she can't easily turn back, right?"

"If the money is really used for her uncle to pay off the debt, it is really tricky," Cheng Lang smiled. "But Gao Tezhu found out that her uncle did not owe this huge debt at all. It was the Zhao family who colluded with her uncle and the debt. Starring in a scene. The Zhao family actually paid performance fees and facilitating fees to the people on both sides."

Xu Qiao exclaimed: "Society, there are so many people who are more black-hearted than you."

"Huh?" Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, but it's no use being smarter than you." Xu Qiao rounded up her words. "Then what lines do I need to say later?"

Cheng Lang moved a high chair and sat down beside her: "Come on, I will teach you one sentence."

——

An hour later, Xu Qiao put on an aura of negotiating makeup, found a blank background wall in Cheng Lang's house, and connected to Liang Que's video: "Designer Liang, it's been a long time."

On the other side of the screen, Liang Que was obviously taken aback. He didn't react for a long time, and then said, "Miss Xu? You who sent me the recorder?"

The recording pen in Liang Que's mouth is the evidence that the Zhao family colluded with her uncle and the creditor. I sent it along with the recorder, and a letter about this video invitation.

But Cheng Lang did not reveal her identity, Liang Que could not guess who contacted her at all.

Xu Qiao smiled and nodded, "It's me."

"How did you find me? How did you investigate these things?" Liang Que frowned, "Didn't you go with Mr. Xu?"

"Miss Liang's mud bodhisattva is hard to protect herself after crossing the river, so don't care about my life experience. I found you, and it will be no harm to you. For a debt that does not exist, I will pay for my career as a designer. I think Liang Miss’s situation will not be worse than it is now."

Liang Que pursed his lips.

"I'm not a nosy person," Xu Qiao tapped the edge of the table with her index finger knuckles. "But the set of jewellery released by Zhao Baoxing was originally customized for me. As for me, I am not particularly big in this respect. Degree, and Ms. Liang should also know how bad my relationship with Zhao Baoxing, and even between the Xu family and the Zhao family is."

"So you found me because you want me to stand up and disclose this?" Liang Que asked incredulously.

"Correct."

Liang Que shook his head: "Miss Xu, I don't think you can understand my current situation. Even if the evidence you provided is true, I have now boarded the Zhao family's boat. A small person like me cannot offend the Zhao family."

"You can't afford to offend, I can afford to offend. If I don't have the ability to guarantee that you will retreat from this dispute, I am embarrassed to open this mouth to you, don't you?"

"What can you do for me?"

"As long as you follow the open facts I said, I can provide you with a chance to go abroad for further study, including employment, so that you can smoothly get rid of the threat of your blood-sucking uncle and Zhao family, take your mother away and start a new life."

Liang Que seemed a little unbelievable. After digesting it for a while, he said, "What if I don't make this deal with you?"

"I sincerely hope to end the word ritual before the soldiers, but if Ms. Liang refuses to cooperate, then I, an insider, can only expose the matter in person. At that time, Ms. The victim of the family's coercion and helplessness to be a gunman has become the perpetrator of'selling the team's work with Zhao Jiawan for money'." Xu Qiao made a "please" gesture, "Which way to go, let you choose ."

Liang Que paled for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Miss Xu, if you can really fulfill your promise, of course I am heartened by this condition, but you have disappeared for so long, Jin Lu is gone, and the Xu family is gone. How can I believe that these empty words of yours can bring me a stable life? I don't quite understand, are you now..."

"You want to ask, am I still as capable as before?" Xu Qiao sighed and shook his head, "That's not true, I am more capable than before."

Liang Que was taken aback.

Xu Qiao smiled and waved to the side: "Husband——"

Cheng Lang smiled and got up from the sofa and walked towards her.

Xu Qiao cursed something abnormal in her heart.

This dog man, is there no other way to persuade Liang Que?

He has to add this scene to himself!

Cheng Lang walked to Xu Qiao's side, gently embraced her shoulders, and nodded to the dumbfounded person in the video: "Hello, Miss Liang."