private marriage

Ming Yue saw that Ling Shaocheng's face was livid, but he couldn't stop him because it was at the door of the women's toilet.

The secretaries of the partners looked at each other in blank dismay. They were women, so they could go in and help, but their bosses were all stuck here. Who wasn't a good face?

Ling Nuanqing carried the woman inside and filled the basin with water, "Don't feel wronged, Ling Shaocheng will stand up for you anyway, it's worth it."

At a disadvantage, the Secretariat struggled and was held down by Ling Nuanqing in the water.

The cry for help was drowned out, and after repeating it several times, all the makeup on her face was gone, and two thick black tears flowed down her cheeks.

Ling Shaocheng was furious, "Ling Nuanqing, get out!"

The secretary's screams became more and more intense.

After a long time, Ling Nuanqing let go, and the freed woman ran out desperately.

Ling Nuanqing glanced at the bag she had placed beside her, took it in her hand and followed her out. The secretary leaned against the wall on one side, pretending to be weak, crying with her shoulders hunched.

Ling Nuanqing turned her bag over, and all the contents fell to the ground, except for a lot of cosmetics, there was also a cigarette case and a lighter.

She raised her foot and kicked the box of medicine to Ling Shaocheng's feet.

The man's vision was split, but he didn't show too much emotion, everything was well hidden.

Ling Shaocheng's indifference was also expected by Ling Nuanqing, she suddenly put on a mournful expression, "Shaocheng, don't blame me for losing my composure, it's because you have gone too far——"

Is she unable to speak human words?
"This woman showed off to me, saying that she fell asleep step by step. After sleeping with colleagues, she slept with the team leader. After sleeping with the team leader, she slept with the manager. Now she's put you in sleep again—"

The secretary stared at her in horror, "Why are you talking nonsense with your eyes open?"

"You also said that Ling Shaocheng personally promised you in bed that you would be the general secretary in a few days."

"You bullshit!"

Ling Shaocheng turned his head and left, Ling Nuanqing quickly followed, Mingyue went to see off those partners, Ling Nuanqing and him stood in front of the elevator one behind the other.

The elevator door opened quickly, Ling Shaocheng stepped in first, but Ling Nuanqing secretly moved aside.

She pretended to be coy and walked slowly, seeing that the elevator door was about to close, Ling Shaocheng raised his hand.

He walked out quickly, grabbed the back of Ling Nuanqing's neck and grabbed her into the elevator.

"Mr. Ling, I have something to say."

Ling Shaocheng's complexion was a little broken, and his emotions could not be suppressed, "What are you talking about? I'm listening, but you explained it clearly to me."

"She wronged me."

Humph.

Ling Shaocheng raised the ending sound disdainfully, Ling Nuanqing's lips twitched, feeling that she was doing unnecessary things, he had already recognized her despicableness, so what could she explain to him?
"After all, I was too used to you before."

"Then what do you want now?"

Ling Shaocheng didn't speak, the air pressure was getting lower and lower, almost suffocating in the narrow space.

He took her to the place to eat, and Ming Yue went out after Ling Shaocheng finished ordering, so as not to stay here and be scared to death.

Ling Shaocheng stood up, took off his suit, and leaned neatly on the back of the chair. He seemed to feel that the tie was also uncomfortable, so he pulled it loose again.

The waiter began to serve dishes one by one, and Ling Nuanqing sat next to her and started eating with chopsticks.

Ling Shaocheng kept turning the dishes in front of her, not letting her miss every dish.

"You don't have to be so polite. It makes me feel uncomfortable. I have hands. I can eat whatever I want by myself."

Ling Shaocheng put a cup of soup in front of Ling Nuanqing, took the small bowl in her hand and filled it up for her. "You've lost a lot of weight."

Is this a sudden concern?He has such a good heart?Ling Nuanqing was deeply suspicious.

Ling Shaocheng picked up the chopsticks again, this is pigeon soup, he cut open the pigeon meat, Ling Nuanqing saw that there was still something inside.

Ling Shaocheng took a piece of meat inside and put it in Ling Nuanqing's bowl, "The pigeon is very tender and nourishes the body."

She wanted to make a quick decision, so she left quickly after eating, and Ling Nuanqing stuffed it into her mouth.

"what about the taste?"

Ling Nuanqing nodded perfunctorily. "good."

"Then have another sip of soup."

"Why don't you eat?"

Ling Shaocheng put his arm on the back of Ling Nuanqing's chair, "Do you know the name of this dish?"

She didn't care about those fancy names, but Ling Shaocheng was close to her ears. "Call, the poison of a tiger does not eat its children."

The spoon that Ling Nuanqing brought to her mouth stopped, her breath hit the mouthful of soup, hearing the meaning of Ling Shaocheng's words, it was obvious that she wanted to be a demon again.

"Oh, nice name."

"Making pigeons is very particular about the selection of ingredients. Generally, 21 to 28-day-old pigeons are used. At that time, they will be stuffed in the belly of the hen and stewed together..."

The spoon in Ling Nuanqing's hand fell into the bowl with a thud, her stomach was churning, and sour water came out of her mouth.

"This name is wrong and inappropriate. In fact, tiger poison does not eat children... it is only suitable for you, are you right?"

Ling Nuanqing had just swallowed the pigeon meat, but she couldn't spit it out, looking at the bowl of soup in her hand felt uncomfortable.

Ling Shaocheng himself didn't eat a mouthful, he repeatedly urged, "Drink, finish it."

"I am full."

"Disgusted?"

The corners of Ling Nuanqing's mouth stiffened, "Don't you think the person who came up with this dish is perverted?"

"This is what I came up with, specially made for you."

Ling Nuanqing wanted to get up and leave. Ling Shaocheng pressed her shoulders with his palm and told her to sit back in the chair, "Compared to you, what are these things? Ling Nuanqing, you have done such vicious things, but I didn't Seeing you can't sleep at night, how hard is your heart?"

"Mr. Ling, people, you should look forward. Why are you always entangled in the past?"

Her tone of voice is so light, in her eyes, it's just a lump of flesh, right?
So hit it, hit it.

The more she was careless, the more Ling Shaocheng felt the pain in his heart. If she knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, with a sad face, at least it meant that her heart was not completely dark.

Ling Shaocheng picked up the soup bowl and brought it to Ling Nuanqing's mouth. "I'll let you drink it up without leaving a single sip."

After hearing the origin of this soup, Ling Nuanqing couldn't open her mouth, her face turned pale, "I'm really full."

She saw Ling Shaocheng's thin lips close to the mouth of the bowl, he sipped it lightly, but he didn't swallow it, Ling Nuanqing was about to stand up, but Ling Shaocheng hooked his neck.

The faces of the two almost collided, Ling Nuanqing subconsciously clenched her teeth, Ling Shaocheng wanted to pry it open, the soup stains overflowed from the corner of her mouth, Ling Nuanqing pushed in front of him several times with both hands.

The man pinched her cheek and forced her to open her mouth, and she rolled in her throat, just like that, he poured a big mouthful of soup.

Ling Shaocheng brushed Ling Nuanqing's lips with his fingertips, and looked at her with a hint of complacency in his eyes, "Is it delicious? Huh?"