Chapter 32 I'm Not That Delicate

"There is no future!" Jiang Jingxing interrupted her coldly, his face gloomy. Being so close, Li Qinghe could clearly feel the intense anger coming from him, "Li Qinghe, there is only you."

The answer was confirmed by him with another answer, but Li Qinghe didn't feel happy at all. It was as if there was a big stone in her heart, pressing tightly against her chest, forcing her to breathe.

She thought that when Jiang Jingxing got tired of her, he would let her go.

However, Jiang Jingxing's feelings for her were much deeper than she had imagined.

"But I don't like you." Li Qinghe was very straightforward. He looked at him frankly with a clear look in his eyes. "We have different personalities."

She likes freedom, but Jiang Jingxing likes to imprison her. She likes gentleness, but Jiang Jingxing is too overbearing.

Even if we pretend that nothing has happened now, after being together for a long time, these things will become a □□.

"If you don't like it, you can like it slowly." Jiang Jingxing's expression did not change. He calmly let go of his hand. His bony fingers rested casually on the table, but he gave off an oppressive aura as if an emperor had descended.

He had always known that Li Qinghe didn't like him, but it didn't matter. He had a lifetime to wait for Li Qinghe to like him.

He has never lacked patience with Li Qinghe.

"If you have different personalities, you can slowly get used to it." Jiang Jingxing continued, his eyes becoming sharp and intimidating, "Li Qinghe, you have to understand that you will never be able to escape in this lifetime."

Li Qinghe had an early show the next morning, so she didn't go home.

Jiang Jingxing hadn't seen Li Qinghe for a long time, so he didn't want to go back, so he went back to the hotel with Li Qinghe.

Walking to the front desk of the hotel, Li Qinghe looked at Jiang Jingxing and said, "Open another room."

Secretary Liu stepped forward and joked that if President Jiang were to do this little thing himself, he would suffer the consequences.

However, before Secretary Liu could get his ID, Jiang Jingxing immediately gave him a cold look.

Secretary Liu understood and looked at Li Qinghe apologetically, "Ms. Li, I'm really sorry. I came here in a hurry today and forgot to bring my ID card."

"Use mine." Li Qinghe didn't believe these nonsense. Secretary Liu had followed Jiang Jingxing for many years and it was impossible for him to make such low-level mistakes.

"But I need my ID card." Secretary Liu smiled politely and glanced at the receptionist. "Miss, is that right?"

The front desk lady was dazed by Jiang Jingxing's face. When she heard Secretary Liu's words, she nodded subconsciously, "Yes."

Seeing this, Jiang Jingxing raised his thin lips and said, "Qinghe, I don't dislike you."

Li Qinghe didn't say anything more. Jiang Jingxing didn't want to open another room, so it would be a waste of energy no matter how much she said. It would be better not to say anything.

"Mr. Jiang seems to have forgotten that you had to squeeze in with me."

Jiang Jingxing held her slender waist unhappily and pinched it. She looked a little thinner. "Do you dislike me?"

His face was very dark, and he looked like he would get angry if Li Qinghe nodded.

It’s a pity that Li Qinghe has never been afraid of angering Jiang Jingxing.

"Yeah, I hate it." Li Qinghe told the truth and slapped his hand away, "Jiang Jingxing, this is a public place."

After getting out of the elevator, Li Qinghe took the lead and walked in front, swiping the room card to open the door. As soon as she entered, she was hugged tightly by a warm body, and as she approached, the door was slammed shut by Jiang Jingxing.

The room card had not been inserted yet, and there was only a faint light in the room. Jiang Jingxing's eyes were extremely cold, as if he wanted to swallow her to the bone, "Li Qinghe, don't be arrogant because of your favor."

Li Qinghe also laughed, "No."

She knew Jiang Jinghang too well.

Li Qinghe broke away from Jiang Jingxing's arms, inserted the room card, and the lights in the room came on.

Jiang Jingxing looked at Li Qinghe's indifferent expression, and his heart was filled with anger again. He said in a deep voice, "As long as you are obedient, it's okay to be arrogant because of your favor."

Li Qinghe was a little surprised. She turned around and smiled softly at Jiang Jingxing, saying in a very considerate manner, "Forget it. I believe Mr. Jiang doesn't like women who act like a spoiled child."

Jiang Jingxing raised his eyebrows slightly and said nothing.

He really didn't like delicate girls, but he liked everything about Li Qinghe.

The hotel where Li Qinghe stayed was pretty good. Although it was not a top-notch luxury hotel, the room was big and the bathroom was very clean.

Li Qinghe simply packed two sets of clothes and put them into a small backpack.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Jingxing sitting upright on the sofa, his eyes scanning the tea in front of him with a calm expression, his disdain was very obvious.

Come to think of it, Jiang Jingxing has been living a life of luxury since he was a child. Even during the period after his parents died, he still got the best life in the Li family.

"Just drink it." Li Qinghe was helpless. Seeing that his face was still not good, she slowly walked to Jiang Jingxing and sat down. She poured herself a cup of tea and looked at him. "It was you who insisted on staying."

Before she could even drink the tea, the domineering man grabbed her wrist and asked, "You want to drink it cold?"

Li Qinghe smiled, "I'm not that delicate."

When she was filming in the past, she had endured even tougher conditions than this.

Jiang Jingxing didn't say anything. He held her cup tightly and stood up to make her a new pot of tea. "Don't drink cold tea before July."

Li Qinghe nodded and pointed to the bathroom. "There are disposable toiletries in there. But there are no clothes for you."

Li Qinghe stood up and picked up his small backpack. "Mr. Jiang, please stay here for one night. Xia Zhi and I will be together tonight."

Without waiting for Jiang Jingxing to object, Li Qinghe had already walked out the door swiftly, leaving Jiang Jingxing with only his back.

Jiang Jingxing sat on the narrow sofa, his eyes dim and dark.

After a sleepless night, Li Qinghe looked at the dark circles under his eyes and sighed the next day.

Fortunately, Jiang Jingxing had to leave early in the morning for something, giving Li Qinghe plenty of time to sort out his thoughts.

Back on set, even though Secretary Liu had warned everyone, there were still some strange looks.

Li Qinghe was already used to it and pretended not to see it.

Meng Han filmed a night scene yesterday and came late. After Li Qinghe finished filming several scenes, she came over with sleepy eyes and lay directly on Li Qinghe, "I'm so sleepy."

The dark circles under Meng Han's eyes are even darker than Li Qinghe's. It may be because of staying up late.

Li Qinghe took a small blanket for her and put it on her body. He handed her breakfast and said, "Eat something first."

"Oh." Meng Han took it dazedly, took a bite, and just as she was about to take the soy milk, she was burned. She screamed and quickly withdrew her hand.

"It's rough." A low voice came. The two looked in the direction of the voice. He Nianbai had already walked over to them, opened the lid of the soy milk, and looked at Meng Han, "Let it dry for a while."