Chapter 70 Waiting for You to Come Back

Secretary Liu's voice came from the other side, they seemed to be having a meeting.

Li Qinghe was slightly stunned, and quickly apologized, "Sorry, I didn't know you were in a meeting."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Jingxing didn't care much. He didn't like Li Qinghe to disturb him.

Although Jiang Jingxing said it was okay, Li Qinghe stopped talking and hung up the phone in a hurry.

"What did President Jiang say?" Xia Zhi blinked, looking very expectant.

"Jiang Jingxing told you to go to Jiang's house." Li Qinghe took a sip of milk tea, which tasted good. After thinking about it, he took a cup back with him before leaving.

Although Xia Zhi had been to the Jiang family many times, every time he just wandered around in front of the villa, watched Li Qinghe go in, and then left.

So this is Xia Zhi's first time to actually come to the villa.

As soon as he entered, Xia Zhi saw the French window. He ran over and lay down in front of the French window, exclaiming, "He is indeed a truly wealthy man."

So beautiful!

There are fields of flowers outside, and you can see the pavilion in the back garden.

Li Qinghe smiled, and the two of them went through the process in the living room for a while. At around five o'clock, Jiang Jingxing walked in from outside. Seeing Xia Zhi's claws entangled on Li Qinghe's arm, his face was very unhappy.

Xia Zhi was talking about the main point when he suddenly felt a chill. He turned around and saw that it was Jiang Jingxing, so he quickly loosened his grip.

"Have you eaten?" Jiang Jingxing ignored Xia Zhi and walked straight towards Li Qinghe.

Li Qinghe shook his head, put the plan aside, and smiled softly, "I'll wait for you to come back."

Jiang Jingxing felt as if a huge weight had fallen off his chest. He pulled the person over in a good mood and told the aunt to serve the food quickly.

Xia Zhi watched silently from the side, indicating that he had received a critical hit.

Yes, a critical hit of dog food.

At about six o'clock, Li Qinghe and Xia Zhi entered the room. Jiang Jingxing knew that she was going to broadcast live, so he did not disturb her and went to the study to deal with things.

When Xia Zhi opened Li Qinghe's bedroom, he was once again surprised by the socialist capitalist, "It's so luxurious!"

One bedroom is almost as big as her entire house.

Xia Zhi adjusted the camera and waved to Li Qinghe, "Li Qinghe, it's almost done, we can start the live broadcast later.

This was Li Qinghe’s first live broadcast. After it started, he saw many messages crossed out on it.

"Qinghe! I finally waited for you!"

"Oh my god, is the goddess without makeup? Help, it hits my heart!"

Li Qinghe took a quick glance and smiled, "She's not wearing any makeup, she just drew her eyebrows and put on lipstick."

The fans below are even crazier.

"Fuck, look at the goddess' room!"

With this kind of decoration and style, they wouldn’t believe that the family has no money!

"Goddess, do you have gold mines at home?"

Although the live broadcast only revealed a corner of the bedroom, sharp-eyed fans had already seen the clues.

And the cosmetics on the table at the back all show that Li Qinghe is a wealthy person.

"No gold mines." Li Qinghe smiled. "Actually, today I mainly want to talk to you about the drama Tiny Times."

"Wuwuwu, I've read the novel, Fang Mo is so miserable."

Li Qinghe finished reading the bullet screen and then answered, "Fang Mo is a character I like very much. She dares to love and hate."

After more than ten minutes of live broadcast, things were getting better and better, and Li Qinghe had almost adapted to it.

"Qinghe, when do you plan to fall in love?"

"Yes, yes, Qinghe, I think you and Mr. Jiang are a perfect match, why don't you consider it!"

Xia Zhi's eyes jumped when he looked at the screen. Just when he was about to say something, the door of the room was opened from the outside.

Jiang Jingxing was wearing a white shirt, and Li Qinghe was facing him, so the camera would not scan Jiang Jingxing.

But in the eyes of many fans, Li Qinghe was staring blankly ahead, not knowing what was happening.

"Oh my god, is there something stuck here?"

“Why is the live broadcast frozen?”

"Qinghe? Goddess, please say something!"

Before Li Qinghe could say anything, Jiang Jingxing had already walked over quickly, holding a cup of warm water in his hand, and placed it in front of her slowly, "Remember to drink water."

The man in the picture has long, bony fingers, and his slightly deep voice is enough to completely rock the live broadcast room.

“Ahhhhhh!”

"Who the hell is this? Please show yourself, little brother!"

"I took a screenshot! The fingers are so beautiful! The hand control party can't afford to hurt them!"

"There's a man hiding in my goddess's house!!! I'm heartbroken! Oh no, help me up, I can still be a fan!"

Li Qinghe hurriedly wanted to turn off the live broadcast, but this was her first time using this thing and she didn't know how to handle it. She fumbled around and couldn't find the interface.

Jiang Jingxing in front of him had a gloomy look in his eyes, and seemed to curl the corners of his lips, but soon returned to his usual state.

Xia Zhi also quickly took a piece of paper and wrote on it in a flamboyant manner, "Continue the live broadcast."

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked down at her phone. The live broadcast room was already flooded with messages. She looked back at CEO Jiang, who had a leisurely attitude and didn't seem to mind anything. He even found a more comfortable place for himself, sat down gracefully, and watched Li Qinghe's live broadcast at a close distance.

Xia Zhi: “…” I really want to ask the distinguished Mr. Jiang to move, but I dare not say it, I dare not mention it.

Li Qinghe didn't have time to pay attention to Jiang Jingxing and focused on the live broadcast again.

"Qinghe, is that your boyfriend?"

"No way, didn't Qinghe say that she's still single?"

Xia Zhi quickly came out and showed his face in front of the live broadcast, "Sorry, that was our staff just now. Now the live broadcast continues. Li Qinghe will sing in front of the public for the first time. Are you looking forward to it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Jiang Jingxing's cold gaze sweeping over her.

But now is really not a good time to make it public. Once it is made public, it means that you all live together, and then Li Qinghe will definitely be criticized even more severely.

Although Xia Zhi was very afraid of Jiang Jingxing, she would subconsciously consider Li Qinghe when it came to important matters concerning Li Qinghe.

"Staff... why do I suddenly feel a little disappointed?"

"That's right. With that hand and that voice, I'd bet a bag of spicy noodles that the guy is a handsome guy."

"Wuwuwu, the old aunt shed tears of disappointment."

Li Qinghe smiled and looked helplessly at the bullet screens. He said softly with a hint of teasing, "It seems that everyone is not looking forward to my singing."

Li Qinghe is not a professional singer, but her pitch is pretty good. Maybe it's because she was required to learn the guzheng since she was young, so she has a good foundation in this aspect.

"Looking forward to it!!! But we're more looking forward to you finding a partner. Woohoo, we want to see a sweet romance."

"Qinghe has no hope of being single, so let's sing. I want to hear you sing!"