Chapter 510: | Beloved Girl Ex-Girlfriend (14)

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He Yubing pressed Bluetooth and dialed the secretary's phone.
"How did you set off the whistle? Did the group of nasty ghosts kill and set fire?"
Xiao Zhang: "..."
Nonsense, they are serious entertainment companies, not criminal groups!
Xiao Zhang has long been accustomed to the chairman ’s sharp tongue, but this time it sounds ... Dad ’s mood seems to be pretty good?
The male secretary swallowed and reported the situation to her boss. "Mr. Hubert is going to see the exhibition today. Le Ling insists on following, and she is almost not stopped by the bodyguard."
He Yubing converges the curvature of his lips and smiles colder.
"So she borrowed my name again, did she hide her face up?"
Xiao Zhang was so lucky that he didn't drop his phone.
Did the chairman's father have clairvoyance? He just mentioned a word and guessed it?
"Where is the place? I'm passing now." The rearview mirror reflects the man's sharp, knife-like eyes, always calm and calm, "You don't have to worry about saving the scene anymore, notify Lawyer Wang, let him teach the gods who don't know how to live Be yourself. "
Understand, the chairman's father is ready to kill the chicken and monkey.
Xiao Zhang didn't dare to say something for mercy. Le Ling was a girl he was quite optimistic about, and he took it out of the bar for a large price. The company has always been tolerant of talented entertainers, and it may be for this reason that the little girl misunderstood-as long as he has talent, he should be forgiven for doing anything.
He couldn't help but shake his head, these little guys are in the blessings and don't know the blessings.
If they were reborn 10 years ago, their father in his twenties would never be as calm as he is now. He didn't even bother to sneer. He directly kicked another entertainer into the hospital. Even if it doesn't die, the ribs must be broken off a few pieces, otherwise it will be difficult to calm down the tyrant's anger.
All in all, the father of the young chairman is comparable to Satan, and his temper bursts a little bit.
Well, this is what Xiao Zhang heard from the seniors.
Xiao Zhang did not disappoint himself as the gossip of the little heavenly king, and he heard a lot of "the legend of the wolf king" about the father of the chairman from the old seniors.
What is even more frustrating is that the title of the chairman's father when he was young is not a big word such as "devil", "tyrant", but the unexpected ... "little sick man".
The father of the chairman, he was called small! disease! Yeah!
Milky and fierce little sick man!
I go!
My Queen Mother!
My great lord!
Can you imagine a burly, evil-looking head being called a sick man?
At the time, Xiao Zhang's soul heard a trick, and was almost killed by Lei De on the spot.
The tall and majestic image of the chairman's father is crumbling in his world.
However, your dad is your dad. Xiaozhang's shaking didn't take long. The next meeting witnessed the cruel picture of the chairman's father scolding his opponent to burst into tears. He quickly picked up his awe and returned the director. Long father enshrined on his desk and burned incense every day ... ah, it was a daily prayer of prayer, hoping that the father of the chairman would treat him "gentlely".
Xiao Zhang was very grateful that he was born late and was able to live alive.
As for the little girl Leling who loves to walk around, Xiao Zhang can only say, Zhu An.
So far, holding the dad's golden thighs to hook up the warriors of other golden masters, he hasn't seen anyone who can sustain a week.
Le Ling did not know that she was pityed by the male secretary. At this time, she was surrounded by Mr. Hubert and continually appreciated the body painting in front of her. "Obviously, the painter deliberately imitated the black period of Picasso ’s prime years. , The human body in the pen is strong and deep ... "
The people who walked with each other showed their willingness to listen.
This discovery made Le Ling's footsteps lighter, more and more confirmed that he was correct, so the voice was louder and louder.
As everyone knows, this is just a polite courtesy of the high-ranking gentlemen, showing the impetus.
In fact, they thought about it and said to themselves, stupid pigeon girl, the more they say, the more bored the old gentleman is, and they have ample opportunity to show their decent qualities and good appreciation ability.
Mr. Hubert is really distressed. How can he interrupt this lady's "noise" gracefully and politely? She is talking about some non-nutritious nonsense that is chewed by people, all of which are standard texts in textbooks. Anything can be used. Ever since Hubert's grandson went to school, he always loves to grunt his grandpa for a long time, and the old musicians want to cry.
The old gentleman endured for a moment, and Yu Guang saw a tall figure, and took a few steps in surprise, holding the other hand, "Mr. He, you are here." Quickly take back the annoying little your side, God , He has never seen such a cute little pigeon!
He Yubing smiled slightly and communicated in fluent and natural German. "Good morning, Mr. Hubert. You look good today, did you meet your muse?"
It ’s rare to meet a wise man. Old Hubert ’s mood changed from overcast to sunny. Rarely, he blinked his eyes playfully,
I ’m old, the heart of the young muse belongs to an upright gentleman. Come, let me introduce to you, this It ’s Ms. Qu, and my old friend Arthur likes to call her Miss White Queen. Well, do n’t care. The wicked old man always loves to get some strange names. "
He Yubing's gaze slipped from the face of Mr. Hubert to the delicate collarbone of women.
The silver-grey suit was not cut very tough, but made a soft and drape with room for leave. She opened her mouth and the silk shirt looked like moonlight, which made her skin whiter. Today, the little witch replaced the tempting agate earrings, only a few circles of pearl necklaces were loosely wrapped around the neck and shoulders, and the luster was beautiful and warm.
A subtle, conservative, and elegant beauty, like a holy nun in a veil.
He Yubing had to deal with a company contract halfway through and was delayed for half an hour on the road.
Lin Lang came to the site of the invited painting exhibition earlier than He Yubing. When she was distracted, she happened to meet a group of Mr. Hubert.
He Yubing looked at her without traces. The moment the witch saw him, the coral-like lips turned white with fear, and he leaned towards the gentleman next to him, covering half of his shoulders.
Is she seeking blessing?
He Yubing laughed and held out his hand at the person, "Hello, Miss Qu."
She was startled and her eyes appeared confused, as if she didn't understand his intentions.
But the two people you know have to make the etiquette for the first meeting?
He Yubing's gas field is powerful and undoubtedly, and under his persecution and sharp eyes, she stretched out her hand.
He held her palm.
It was cold and hard, which was her first feeling for men.
The man's right hand is used to sign documents and contracts, and Hukou is also covered with a rough layer of cocoons, which is slightly painful when rubbing. His palm was thick and wide, like a mountain, and she wrapped her petite and delicate hands completely. She could not help but diverge her thoughts, thinking of the Wuzhi Mountain, the Buddha who suppressed monkeys.
Maybe the chairman's father is suitable to be a fetish in the town house, Lin Lang thought so.
It seemed that she was distracted, and the man squeezed her forefinger lightly.
Lin Lang exclaimed in a low voice.
And the chairman's father has quickly pulled his hand, calm and calm, as if it was not him who did the prank just now.
The people around didn't find the dark tide between the two, and they smiled and saw the new guests.
After He Yubing finished his treatment, he said to Le Ling, who had been neglecting for a long time, "You go back now, pack your luggage, and go back to your country." Then you wait to appreciate your overwhelming black history.
Le Ling froze on the spot.
No matter how nervous she was, she realized that Chairman He's patience had run out.
Mr. Hubert was surprised, "What happened?"
He Yubing lightly said, "She broke the contract and is ready to go back to cancel the compensation."
The old Mr. Hubert uttered a sigh and didn't speak again. The little girl's talent did not impress him like "Miss White Queen", so naturally there was no pleading.
Le Ling wanted to say something, and was pulled away by the male secretary.
Halfway through, she woke up, struggling violently, and shouting loudly, "Wait, Mr. Hubert, I still have words--"
Finally, two strong bodyguards "invited" guests who do not respect art.
"I'm sorry, I made you laugh, that's how a child likes to dream. Let her wake up, just fine." He Yubing reported a gentle smile and easily overshadowed the awkward atmosphere.
The gentlemen were quite jealous of each other.
The group moved to another painting.
Compared with the previous abstract paintings, this painting is very straightforward, with the theme of salvation, under the almost dark red clouds is a pair of entangled kingdom lovers, the luxurious clothing is swallowed up by the flames of war, interpretation of the end of the world Decay and carnival.
The beautiful girl held her swan's neck high, her expression as painful as she was proud, and she was proud of her will to conquer the empire. The male with a wide bronze chest held her waist, half of her face buried in the female hair, and the gold medal on her shoulder was half bright and half dark.
After the ultimate joy, the ashes in the ruins of the dynasty fluttered.
He Yubing just glanced at random, he was not interested in art.
When everyone was complimenting, He Yubing was keenly aware that a glance came from behind, and he turned his head to look.
Slowly, red ears.
The drop of cinnabar blood spread from the tip of the ear to the narrow neck, making it gorgeous.
He Yubing has deep eyes.
After this day's painting exhibition, He Yubing had a goodbye with Mr. Hubert. Without any hindrance, his connections were very smooth. Especially on the night before he returned to China, Hubert paid a special farewell visit, saying that he liked the copper Buddha sound bowl sent by He Yubing very much and thought that Huaxia's voice was very spiritual.
He Yubing did not instruct Xiao Zhang to prepare another gift, so it was someone else who gave him this suitable gift.
He didn't show up, and accepted Mr. Hubert's gratitude.
Lin Lang came out of the bathroom and connected the call.
"The Buddha Bowl was sent by you." The man said lightly. "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
"I, I'm just happy ..." She whispered, "See if I can help Uncle He."
He Yubing's eyes dropped, half of his face was hidden in the light, and there was a fluttering sentence, "Then if you don't go well, solve the major events in life of Uncle He's wife and child."
The young girl shook her hand and immediately interrupted the call.
He Yubing Bian Tiaosi understood the dark tie, threw it to the bed, walked long legs into the bathroom.
The next day, he saw Lin Lang wearing sunglasses at the airport-this really didn't match her usual dress. The Qu's upbringing made the young lady have the habit of looking directly at other people's words, rarely wearing sunglasses This kind of stuff.
Obviously, she was avoiding him.
The male secretary took the lead back with a group of imps. The chairman ’s father had to book the ticket himself. As for Lin Lang, she was caught by the man on her own itinerary. Position. The two of them did not say a few words along the way, because half of Lin Lang was pretending to be sleeping, and the other half was really sleeping.
"Boom--"
Lin Lang woke up with the pain of hitting a foreign body, but when she looked at her side, it was a familiar palm, just resting on the window, preventing her from intimate contact with the window.
"Unreliable sleep, just kick the quilt when you sleep." The chairman's father's voice drifted coolly.
Lin Lang couldn't help but stare at him, but remembering her sensitive, slender, sentimental heroine, she restrained her urge to roll her eyes. She murmured and said embarrassedly, "I slept too much."
The devil looked at her deeply, "Are you going to sleep like this unguarded in front of strange men?"
The little witch was at a loss, "... ah?"
He Yubing pinched the bridge of his nose, "No, it's nothing." He suddenly felt that the other party might not treat him as a man, but as the mascot of the town house. Haha, mascot.
After one night, the two arrived at the domestic airport.
The airport in the early morning was shrouded in clear light, surrounded by huge, transparent buildings, like a busy glass maze. He Yubing stared at the little girl wandering in the glass maze.
She didn't wear anything on her ear this time, just a thin long-sleeved dress that was as clean as the light in the snow. She said with some embarrassment, "It should be the one who got off the elevator here, I will definitely not go wrong again. "
He Yubing put one hand in his pocket, um, and asked, "Do I need to carry my suitcase?"
Lin Lang dragged a half-height box and looked very strenuous. Hearing He Yubing's question, he didn't want to refuse, "It's very light, it's okay, I will come by myself."
He Yubing was undecided.
"laugh--"
The box made a harsh sound.
She froze in place.
"What's the matter?" He Yubing asked casually.
She bit her lip tightly, her arms clasped her chest tightly, her beautiful thin eyebrows shyly shyly.
"What's the matter?" He Yubing approached her.
For a long time, a weak voice fluttered out of the throat, "I, my straps are loose."
After she finished speaking, she closed her mouth tightly, her head wishing to be buried in her chest.
He Yubing was stunned, his eyes rolled around, and fell on her side back, vaguely seeing the bulge under the butterfly bone.
"Okay, don't look miserably bullied by me." The man said dumbly, "I will protect you and go to the bathroom first."
How to protect?
Lin Lang didn't want to understand that the man stretched out his arm and took her into his arms, the arm just attached to the straps at both ends, covering the unsightly place. His body temperature was low, but his breath was on Mars of Liaoyuan, which was hot, bone-in, and burned the skin of her neck and shoulders. She wanted to struggle and was easily suppressed by the man. "Come on, my self-control is limited."
"Little witch, I'm not kidding."
She met He Yubing's deep eyes and had a somewhat unclear emotion.
"Why are you calling me ... uh, little witch?" She spoke hard, trying to chase away the ambiguous atmosphere at the moment, but she racked her brains and instead chose a more subtle topic.
"Beautiful, poisonous, terrible." He gave her a deep look.
Scattered words piece together the complex emotions of a man being attracted but restrained.
The redness of her eyes deepened, and she dared not ask again.
"Slap--"
A sudden noise awakened Lin Lang. She pressed the strong arm of the chairman's father with one hand and turned to look over.
"... Lin Lang?"
Opposite is also a couple, just returned from abroad.
Coincidentally, one of them is her current husband.