The drawing

The light shone on his face, and Zheng Xiaoling unexpectedly saw that his brother's face was full of tears. It is said that men don't cry easily, not to mention that his brother, the pride of heaven, is called the cold-blooded Satan in the mall. Such a proud brother, so cold, could even cry like this. I remember that Ouyang Fen left a few years ago, and he never shed a tear. At most, his personality became stranger. There were more women outside, but he was definitely not as decadent and sad as he is now. He let him carry his collar, and he probably would have to punch himself again after a while. But he actually let go of his hand and looked at him blankly.

"Brother, let's talk about anything tomorrow. I'll take you to take a shower." He reached out to support him, but he suddenly pushed away his hand, took a step back, and supported his hand on the table in front of the sofa. The glass slag that had splashed around just now pierced into his palm.

"Brother, you are so crazy. You are about to bleed. I will take you to clean the wound and bandage it." This time, Zheng Xiaoling didn't dare to be careless and dragged him around the broken glass and walked out of the study.

He helped him clean his wound and changed his pajamas. He heard him murmuring and whispering Qingyi. He couldn't help it anymore, not knowing what was happening between them. He quickly called Qingyi.

"Hey, don't bother me, I'm almost dying..." Qingyi's vague words came from the phone. He was shocked and stunned. What's wrong with these two people? Qingyi doesn't want to commit suicide, right? When she called again, there was only beeping sounds in the microphone.

I looked at my elder brother with concern. He had fallen asleep. He quickly took the car key and went out. When I arrived at Qingyi's door, it was already past five in the morning. The old man in the old house got up early. Grandma Zhang saw him from a distance and said tremblingly, "Young man is here to look for Qingyi again. Your brother seemed to get up very early yesterday." Perhaps because the two brothers were tall and handsome, it was quickly remembered. After all, which woman doesn't like to look at handsome guys? Even when she is 80 years old, she still can't resist the charm of handsome guys.

He was worried that Qingyi would have something wrong, so he just smiled politely and nodded. After knocking on the door for a long time, he finally heard a voice. "You get up so early." Opening the door, Qingyi turned around and walked towards the bedroom. She didn't sleep at two or three in the morning and was exhausted.

"Qingyi, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Xiaoling was so amused that the man at home was so drunk that he seemed to be so drunk that he was not much better.

"What's wrong with me? I just want to sleep. Don't bother me." Qingyi, who was lying on the bed, made a sluggish look, with a lazy and pure expression. His heart moved, as if a string in his heart was plucked by her.

Seeing her sleeping again without warning, he could only sigh. Sitting in front of her computer, there were a few sketched white papers in front of the computer. Many clothes were painted on the paper, each of which was full of aura, each of which was so novel, and each one was so fresh. Although each one was simple and elegant, it was full of fashion elements everywhere. Every time he opened one, his heart would be filled with ecstasy. If she took these to participate in the competition, then she would not win the special prize, and at least the first prize could be won. Understand her hard work, he stood up and leaned into her ear and said, "Thank you for your hard work, you should sleep a little longer, I won't disturb you." After putting these sketches, he opened the door and walked out.

In the afternoon, Qingyi woke up. Looking at the designs on the table, she thought she would give them to Zheng Xiaoling. After all, he was a professional. She took the folder and put the drawings in it.

When I was taking the elevator, I was a little absent-minded because I was still thinking about my father's words last night. I collided with a girl, and the thing in the folder in my hand fell into the elevator, and she didn't pay attention.

After she left, the girl in the elevator picked up the drawing, with an ecstatic look in her eyes.

As soon as he sat down, the secretary came in. "Ms. Wen, these are documents that the president just took. He said they were all confidential and asked you to get all the information out today." After the secretary put the documents on the table, he looked at her with pity and then quietly walked out.

After reading these documents one by one, she couldn't see what was important. She wanted to wait a while to ask him what was important, and she would do it first.

Just as I remembered to do something, I saw my phone ringing on the desk. I couldn't help but feel funny. Last night, I thought my phone had fallen out, but who knew I had forgotten in the office. After answering the phone, there was Zheng Xiaolang's low and cold voice, "Wen Qingyi, come here."

Qingyi thought it was something big, but when she entered the office, she saw Zheng Xiaoling also there. There was a girl in a white dress standing in the office. She felt familiar, but for a moment, she couldn't remember where she saw it. In fact, she couldn't blame her. When she came up just now, the girl was already inside. And she was thinking about what her father said, but she didn't pay attention to it.

Qingyi glanced at the girl with her eyes. The girl was about 1.7 meters tall, with a goose face, a high nose bridge, and a small cherry mouth. She was a typical beauty. Besides, she looked elegant like a lotus in her white clothes.

"Hello, my name is Feng Lian." The girl stretched out her hand.

"My name is Wen Qingyi." Qingyi was a little shy. She couldn't figure out why such a young girl was generous, but why she was a little shy.

Seeing that her face was slightly red, Zheng Xiaoling smiled. "She is the eldest daughter of the Feng family. She will be internship with her elder brother for a while in the future. You are a shareholder, and of course you also need to get to know Feng Lian."

"Go out if you have nothing to do, Xiaolian, my grandfather..." He turned to Feng Lian and asked with a smile.

Qingyi didn't know what was wrong with Zheng Xiaolang. Thinking about it, he deliberately threw her aside last night. The fire broke out in his heart and left his office.

When he returned to the office, Zheng Xiaoling followed him. He saw the conflict between the two. The day before yesterday, his brother proudly said that he had obtained Qingyi's forgiveness. But now it seems that their conflict seems to be deeper. He has a premonition that Feng Lian came to the company this time, and it must be a big relationship with his brother.

When he was about to get off work, "Xiao Lian, let's go, let's go eat seafood. I heard that you just came back from abroad..." His voice was still low and gentle.

But the gentleness is annoying, just like when she was about Ouyang Fen. She felt so sad that her fingers were pressing her randomly on the keyboard. Why is the sound insulation in the office so poor that the magic sound came into her ears?

She felt extremely irritated. She was gentle yesterday morning as if she wanted to hold her in her arms. Only one night later, he turned back to the hated Satan.

"Miss Wen, what are you calling? Why are there all the messy symbols on it?" A joking voice suddenly rushed into his ears.

"If you want to care, why don't you go to have dinner with the beautiful girl? I remember you also have a confidante with a pink friend." Qingyi simply sat up straight and looked at the man who looked a little gangster in front of her.

"Haha, you can't see that woman Wanwan has never liked me. She always liked my elder brother. I don't know why she went back obediently this time. It's really strange. If she doesn't come to make trouble a few times a year, it's like the sky and the earth are wrong." Zheng Xiaoling teased and laughed at herself. But she didn't see Qingyi's face getting ugly. No wonder she was on Zheng Xiaolang's bed. It seems that she had planned it for a long time. This man is really a peach blossom star. How come she loves women everywhere. She can't figure out what those women love him. It doesn't seem to be a little bit...

"Qingyi, don't believe it. What I said is true, it's more true than real money and silver." He didn't expect that Qingyi was thinking about what was wrong with him at this moment.

"Of course I know it's more real than real money. But poor man, you actually became a substitute." Qingyi teased him with a smile, because he knew that he didn't like Wanwan, so he wouldn't be angry.

"Oh, of course I'm sorry. I became someone's substitute. After using it, I kicked it away. Can this substitute invite you out for dinner now?"

The laughter of the two of them came to the office. Zheng Xiaolang, who came back to get his cell phone, felt very uncomfortable when he heard their happy laughter. Why, Wen Qingyi could joke with any man, he must remember her in his heart. He gritted his teeth and turned around and left, even forgot to take the cell phone.

"By the way, Xiaoling, should I show you my design drawing?" Qingyi asked casually while sorting out the information.

"No need, when I went to see you in the morning, I saw it very good. I saw a few hopes of winning the prize." Zheng Xiaoling held his head and watched her do things.

"Really, don't you need to modify it?" She didn't take this seriously, because she only heard Zheng Xiaoling say that she would participate in the competition with a prize, and she was not sure of winning any prizes. Since he, a master, didn't want to help, it would be fine.

Seeing her expression very dissatisfied. Zheng Xiaoling knew that she had misunderstood and didn't explain anything. Anyway, she would know that at that time. Why tell her now, otherwise there would be no surprises.

I didn't go out for dinner with Xiaoling at night because Zheng Xiaoling happened to have a friend back home and asked him to go to greet him. He dragged Qingyi to go with him. Qingyi felt it was inappropriate and convinced him to go by himself. He took the bus to the supermarket alone to buy some dishes, and went home to make some simple dishes.
Chapter completed!