"You are the prince, you don't have to be a prince." Qingyi withdrew her eyes and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This person was actually very interesting. If he hadn't given her too frivolous impression, she might have paid attention to him. After all, he is really beautiful. Everyone likes to see beautiful people and things, but just looking at them does not necessarily mean you have to have them.

He is not as deep and sharp as Zheng Xiaolang, as understanding as Zheng Xiaoling, or even as mature as Mu Lanxuan. However, he has a pure and calm, fresh and lively temperament, which is the temperament of a completely beautiful boy. Even Qingyi himself can't figure out why he has the temperament of a beautiful boy, because he is indeed very complicated. The pure blue eyes turn from time to time, as if they were unintentionally but intentionally seducing her attraction.

"You will laugh too." He held his chin and looked at her. What blurted out was this gimmick saying.

"Who can't laugh anymore? Do you think I'm a carved wood?" Qingyi curled the corner of her mouth and teased him.

"The first time I saw you, your face was like ice cubes. The second time I saw you, your smile was fake like the butter from someone squeezed out, which was nauseating. This time I smiled was the real smile, like the sunshine on the sunny day and was moving." He said with great emotion. Because he wanted to tell her that he actually noticed her in the first meeting.

The two of them said and said irrelevant words. He seemed to have forgotten that he came here to see a patient. And she seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness that happened in Zheng Xiaolang's office just now.

After seeing off the prince, Qingyi's heart calmed down. He said that being friends is actually very simple, and as long as you trust each other, you can become friends. But she is not a fool, and he clearly does not regard her as a friend.

At noon, Qingyi left the company alone and prepared to have lunch. The company had lunch, but her body had not recovered yet. Lin Meng said she would go to Century to eat together. Think about the cost of the body, and she had no capital, how could she do what she liked?

When I walked to the elevator entrance, I saw that the elevator entrance was waiting for the two of them. It was Zheng Xiaolang and Feng Lian. Today, Feng Lian was still wearing a white dress, but unlike that day, today's skirt was embroidered with a faint pink flower. It still looked elegant, but it seemed a little more lively.

Seeing her coming, Feng Lian greeted with a smile, "Miss Wen, are you going downstairs to have dinner too? Do you want to eat with us?"

Qingyi smiled and said, "No need, I made an appointment with someone." She wondered in her heart that the secretary said they liked to stay in the presidential room for dinner? She thought about going out for dinner today. Are they tired of eating in the office and going out for a change of taste? But no matter what, it has nothing to do with her.

"Then Xiaolang and I will leave first." When the elevator came, they had already collapsed. Qingyi was still standing there stupidly. She saw the depth and indifference in Zheng Xiaolang's eyes, and her heart was inexplicably filled with a sense of sorrow and humiliation.

"What do Xiaolian want to eat today?" As she took the elevator off, she heard his gentle and concerned inquiry. She also saw the smile that flashed through Feng Lian's eyes.

Suddenly, she lost all her appetite, and walked back to the office silently, closed the door. She stood blankly at the window and watched them walk towards the opposite restaurant. Tears gently slid down, drop after drop, and finally surging down. In the end, she slowly leaned against the window and squatted on the floor. She hugged her knees and buried her head in her knees. Her heart was so chaotic. He touched her in the morning. She actually didn't hate him, but she just blamed him for not respecting her. But when they were so intimate in front of her, she made her lose control again. Her heart really hurt, as if she was torn apart, and the pain seemed to have entered her bone marrow, making her so painful that she didn't want to think about anything anymore.

The cell phone in the bag rang again and again. After she cried enough, she finally stood up and shook her feet, opened the bag, and took out the cell phone. "Qingyi, tell me why you haven't come yet. Are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Lin Meng's worried voice came from the phone but didn't say anything.

She looked at her phone and said, "Girl tells me what's wrong, I'll come to Zheng immediately." This time it was Cheng Mingxi's anxious voice, and his voice contained a deep sense of worry.

"Brother Mingxi, I'm fine, but my stomach is a little uncomfortable. Don't worry, I'll be there in a while." Closed my phone, ran to the bathroom and threw some water on my face, wiped away the traces of crying just now, and showed a false smile in the mirror. She didn't worry about Brother Mingxi for her. Those three years in the United States had already made him worry a lot.

When he rushed to the centuries, only Cheng Mingxi sat there waiting. He was still wearing black, and the black blended in the sun was so harmonious.

"Brother Mingxi, where is Lin Meng?" She didn't see Lin Meng, so she put the bag on the table and searched around with her eyes.

"I asked her to go back first. You eat something first. If you have a bad stomach and make yourself hungry, you really want to die, right?" Although he was blaming his tone, Qingyi knew that he was caring for her. He nodded obediently and ate the seafood porridge he ordered for her first.

"You're crying." He lit a cigarette, his eyes darkened.

"Didn't cry." She didn't look up and still ate.

"As long as you tell me that you no longer love him, I have a way to get my child back to you. I will take my baby back to the United States with you. We will never set foot here again in our lifetime. What do you think?" He didn't look at her, his eyes looked at the flowing clouds outside the window, and his deep eyes were deeply condensed.

Can I not love him? She doesn't know how she should answer. In fact, she has been thinking about what her mother and Aunt Wang do these days, and she has actually figured out some things in her heart. They are trying to get them back together. They think that as long as they use their children as a bond, they will always be together. But why do they take the children away? This question has always bothered her and made her unable to understand.

"Brother Mingxi, do you know where the child is? Why do you want me to stay by his side? This is not your style of doing things." Putting down the chopsticks, Qingyi stared at Cheng Mingxi's eyes.

"Yes, I've known where the child is for a long time. But there are many things that I can't figure out. Aunt Wen's idea is unpredictable." After extinguishing the cigarette butt, he pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe they have their own difficulties."

"If I promise to go back to the United States with you, you will bring my child back, right?" It seemed that the light of hope had been ignited, and a faint sunlight overflowed from Qingyi's face.

"Not only that, I want you to marry me. You think about it carefully." After saying that, he paid the bill and left by himself with the shocked Qingyi.

"Marry him. It's crazy, it's crazy. Another crazy man came out." Qingyi had a severe headache. She really didn't know what they were thinking. Mu Lanxuan, who cared about her from time to time, Zheng Xiaoling, the sunny one, now there is another handsome prince. Forget it, even Brother Mingxi, who has always regarded her brother, seems a little crazy. She is not as beautiful as Lin Meng, and not as gentle and considerate as Feng Lian. She is just an ordinary woman, a woman who knows that she has no advantages.

"I won't leave yet." He didn't know when he turned back again, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Mingxi, do you think I'm attractive? But why does he just hate me?" She said to herself, a trace of darkness flashed through her eyes.

"He doesn't understand your goodness, so naturally someone understands you. Why do you have to hang a tree? I can't figure out what that man attracted you, and he still missed him for a few years. Now, he kissed me and mine with other women, and you became depressed. Have you ever thought about what you want to become? The more you think about him, the more he is lazy he will look at you more. Men are like this. The more you don't get it, the more you cherish it, the easier it is to get it, the less you want to cherish it." He climbed his hair and said a lot. In fact, these words were what Lin Meng said to him when he called just now. It was probably talking about him, and now he just used it to educate Qingyi.

"Well, I understand. I will think about it carefully." In fact, she would never consider the advice given to her by Brother Mingxi just now, and asked her to marry him. If she can't do it, how could she be together for the rest of her life if she doesn't love her? Similarly, if Zheng Xiaolang really doesn't love her, she should learn to let go.

After thinking for a long time, she decided to show off with Zheng Xiaolang. If she didn't love her, she could not continue to get into such endless troubles. Although she loved her children, if he got married in the future, it would be okay if he wanted a few. All the way, she soon arrived at the door of the company.

After entering the company, my phone rang. "Ms. Wen, don't go upstairs. There are many reporters now. Don't come up." The little secretary's nervous voice came from the phone.

She was a little dazed for a moment, looking at the elevator, and was hesitating whether to go in. Seeing that there were several people carrying cameras coming towards this side, she simply gave in and asked them to get on first.

"This time it must have caused a sensation in the fashion industry. I didn't expect that Feng Lian's work was copied by an unknown designer." The elevator door was quietly closed. She was stunned at the door for a moment. How could this happen? If it was really found out, then Feng Lian's reputation would be ruined, and Zheng Xiaolang's face would not be much better. Then, I thought, it wasn't her secret, so why was she uneasy?

"Wen Qingyi, you are so good. Come with me." A tall figure suddenly blocked her. Before she could react, her arm was dragged away and walked outside.

"Zheng Xiaolang, you are crazy, why did you pull me so much? My arms are made of flesh and not iron." He pulled her arm so hard that it hurt without any mercy.

"You know it hurts, come with me. I don't want to talk to you here." His dark eyes were filled with anger.
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