28 I'll coax you
◎Then why do you smell like Chinese medicine?◎
Qin Zhen gently stroked the fingers of the person in his arms, and paranoia in his eyes gradually thickened.
Weiwei, you were the one who grabbed me first back then, and I didn't run away. If it's my turn to get involved with you in the future, don't refuse, okay?
OK
He moved closer and kissed the corner of her lips tirelessly.
Again and again.
Liang Youwei's cell phone also rang at this time.
Qin Zhen frowned and wanted to hang up directly, but he glanced at the caller's note.
"elder brother".
The only person Liang Youwei could simply call "brother" was that guy, right? Qin Zhen sneered, and as if possessed by some unknown force, his finger lightly swiped across the screen.
"Weiwei, are you still mad at me?" The call connected, and the deep, gentle male voice, through the electricity, added a touch of magnetism. "I scared you last time, and it was my fault. Don't be angry anymore, okay?"
Unexpectedly, Mr. Liang, who is always cold and indifferent, is gentle to his sister. If someone who doesn't know the situation hears the call, they probably won't think that he is his biological brother, but will think that he is his boyfriend.
Qin Zhen said nothing with a sarcastic smile on his face, just waiting for his next words.
"...Weiwei, are you still unhappy? Ever since you were little, you've always been quiet when you're unhappy."
It had been a while since I last heard my sister's voice. The man on the other end of the phone seemed to sigh softly, his tone filled with helplessness, heartache and worry: "But you should at least give your brother a chance to explain, right?"
"Qin Zhen is too cunning, and the Qin family is a complex one. Their living environment is not suitable for you, and you won't be happy there..."
"Really, big brother?"
Qin Zhen finally had enough of all the negative comments about himself and responded with a smile: "The Qin family is not suitable, I am not suitable, so which one is more suitable for Youwei? The Liang family, or you, big brother?"
Suddenly, there was a dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground at the top of Yixing Group.
"Brother, Youwei is too tired and has fallen asleep. It's better for you to be quiet over there so as not to wake her up."
Qin Zhen raised his chin slightly and spoke clearly. The pent-up energy in his chest seemed to dissipate as he spoke these two sentences.
"After all, I've woken her up now, so I'm the only one who can comfort her."
Liang Ting'an, understanding the underlying meaning, gripped his phone tightly, practically gritting his teeth as the words squeaked out. He was so well-educated that even in his extreme anger, he only lost control of the ornament in his hand and demanded, "Do you have any shame?"
"Face? What's the point of having face?" Qin Zhen laughed suddenly. "Brother, you can only secretly check your sister's bills and pry into every corner of her life, like a shameful maggot, right? You have a sense of shame, but what's the result?"
"Brother." He called him that deliberately, enunciating each word and lowering his voice to a very low level: "When you saw the condoms I bought, what were you thinking? Were you thinking about the scene where Youwei and I used them, or were you thinking...that you could never use them with Youwei in this life?"
Without waiting for the person on the other end to respond, Qin Zhen hung up the phone and turned off the phone.
His movements were like Liang Youwei's combo, done in one go. I don't know how many times he had rehearsed them in his mind.
Liang Ting'an, it's time for you to experience the sour feeling of not being able to take a breath.
The secret and surging joy hit Qin Zhen's heart violently, and his breathing became a little rapid, so he closed his eyes and hugged Liang Youwei tighter.
The person in his arms seemed to move because she couldn't breathe, but Qin Zhen still didn't loosen his embrace and held her tightly until she frowned but stopped resisting.
Weiwei, you are mine, just as I belong to you.
The man buried his head in the girl's neck, breathing hard, licking and kissing her, like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, never letting go.
…
"Brother, is there any problem at work recently? Why haven't you gone home these days and have been living in the company?"
Liang Zhihui went straight to the point and didn't bother to be polite with his elder brother. He just pressed his fingerprint and entered the CEO's office.
"No problem, I just don't want to go back." Liang Ting'an's eyes were still on the computer screen, and he said, "The company has a lot of things to do, so I'll deal with them in advance."
The tall woman stopped what she was doing, then returned to normal and flipped open the scrapped contract on the table. "Did Youwei challenge you again?"
"Challenging me?" Liang Ting'an lowered his eyelids and smiled gently, "I actually hope it's her who's chastising me."
Liang Zhihui was slightly stunned, but she was too smart to react in an instant, a hint of disbelief in her eyes: "It was Qin Zhen who challenged you? And he used Youwei's contact information?"
A thought flashed through her mind, and she slowly raised her eyes and looked at the silent man.
Understanding his sister's gaze, Liang Ting'an turned his head away, feeling his throat tighten slightly, but his face remained calm: "It's just what you think."
The documents in his hand were wrinkled to pieces, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly. Liang Zhihui pursed his lips, but his voice was surprisingly calm: "I thought it was a big deal. Liang Youwei is at the age of being curious about sex. If she wants to make a fuss, then go ahead."
"You are quite generous." Liang Ting'an chuckled, not taking his sister's show of strength seriously.
Since everyone was calling her "Liang Youwei", it's understandable that she wasn't very calm either.
"This is no longer the age of lifelong relationships, brother," Liang Zhihui said. "If you can fall in love, you can break up. If you can get married, you can get divorced. What does Qin Zhen matter to you? Just take protective measures."
A strange feeling welled up in her heart, like anger, like impatience, inexplicably, making her feel very uncomfortable. Uncomfortable emotions can affect judgment, so Liang Zhihui lowered her eyes, expelling them all, and at the same time, changed the subject.
"—Brother, Youwei will officially start working at the group tomorrow. Dad has assigned her to Zhiliang and won't let her get involved in projects related to you. It's better for her to restrain herself for the next few days."
"Change the time." Before she left, Liang Ting'an spoke again, calmly and indifferently: "Let's postpone the reporting date. It's only three days, she might..."
At this point, he paused and said, "I haven't rested enough yet."
Both of them were well aware of Liang Youwei's physical fitness issues.
Liang Zhihui's heart stopped for a moment as he spoke. She gripped the door handle tightly: "Yeah, I know."
"Besides, we won't have to take Youwei out for socializing during the New Year."
After saying this, Liang Zhihui pushed open the door.
Everyone in the Qin family is a businessman, and Qin Zhen is considered a "romantic man" and the designated heir. However, he now has both parents alive, so he probably can't make many decisions.
When Liang Youwei is no longer a member of the Liang family, how should you marry her?
Qin and Zhen.
Looking at his sister's seemingly cheerful back, Liang Ting'an was unusually silent and puzzled. Was he too jealous and greedy? Or was he too dark and selfish?
He was confused, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes were tinged with a hint of imperceptible irritation. How could he look like the usual decisive and ruthless superior?
In the end, he could only release the slightly deformed folder, sit back in his office chair, and once again become the helmsman of the group.
Liang Youwei, who had gotten three days of rest for free, was secretly happy.
"Actually, my brother is very good to me. He originally planned for me to go to work today, but he told me to rest for a few days and not rush the work."
Liang Youwei was lying on the edge of the bed, flipping through a fashion magazine in a good mood, chatting with Zhao Lingyu.
Zhao Lingyu didn't have the leisure and elegance to spare. She was still signing: "Really? But why do I feel something is wrong?"
"What's wrong?"
Liang Youwei started crunching potato chips again.
"You don't have any power in the company. It's hard for you to even go to work now. How can you be happy?" Zhao Lingyu sighed, thinking about how to give Liang Youwei performance.
Liang Youwei was very open-minded and didn't think too much about it: "I don't really work, it doesn't matter whether I go early or late."
Zhao Lingyu didn't care about her slacking off. She straightened her back slightly, her eyes serious. "You are in charge of Zhiliang's jewelry market research, right?"
"Hey, how did you know? I don't think I told you." Liang Youwei was inexplicably happy and asked excitedly, "How did you guess it? Is it because you and I are in tune with each other?"
“…”
Hearing the words "heart to heart," Zhao Lingyu's heart trembled. She tried to keep her voice normal: "What are you talking about?"
"Honestly." Liang Youwei smiled and turned a page. "I really feel that you and I are in tune with each other. Look, you know what kind of work I want to do, and you know what I like. Sometimes, you even know what to say to comfort me with just a glance from me."
"Just like my elder brother and second sister, they have great magical powers!"
...Actually, there’s no need to say the last sentence.
Zhao Lingyu pursed her lips and looked down at the data again: "Hmm."
"And Zhao Lingyu, are you still sick recently?"
Hearing the other person ask again, Zhao Lingyu was slightly puzzled: "Sick? When did it happen? Why don't I remember it?"
"That day when I was changing into new clothes, didn't you hug me? I felt that you had a smell of Chinese medicine on you, um... a little unpleasant."
traditional Chinese medicine?
Zhao Lingyu subconsciously looked at the thermos cup in the distance. The bitterness seemed to float into her mouth and into her heart and lungs again: "I'm not sick."
"Then why do you smell like Chinese medicine? My second sister took me to see a Chinese doctor when I was a child, and that was the smell."
"My parents said it's good for my health and they insisted I drink it. I have no choice."
I don’t know where her mother heard this folk remedy from, but she actually thinks that drinking Chinese medicine can cure her “disease” of liking women. Now she makes Chinese medicine every day and sends it to her at the company.
Liang Youwei wrinkled her nose. "No way! You're younger than me, only nineteen this year. What serious illness could there be? You actually have to rely on our ancestors' prescriptions to maintain your health. Are you feeling unwell? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Will it affect your eating and sleeping?"
"Don't worry, it's nothing." Zhao Lingyu was irritated, but the other party's concern made her feel comfortable, so she had the energy to force herself to skip the topic: "Let's get down to business. When you join the company, if you have any questions, just come to me directly. My private number is always on."
"Yeah, I get it. I'll definitely not be polite to you then~"
Liang Youwei turned over and was in a good mood.
Now she has several firm "cheat tools".
Qin Zhen will help her, Zhao Lingyu will also help her, not to mention her second sister. Thinking of them, she feels that "going to work" is not so painful.
【Author’s words】
A holiday schedule worth looking forward to - watching "Determination to Run Away" and "Good Things" with my mother ~ I watched these two movies in the cinema, but my mother hasn't seen them yet. This time I watched them at home, and I hope she will like these two movies too.
In addition, I wish all the little angels a happy Dragon Boat Festival!
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