Chapter 60
Cheng Xiangheng took Ping An to check her arm again, and then took her out to play for two days. During these two days, Ping An either wore short-sleeved shirts or conservative sleeveless suspenders.
Habit is a terrible thing. It can imprison people in a cage and imprison them to death, but it can also allow them to slowly move towards a new life.
But in just two days, Ping An had gotten used to wearing short sleeves. Her wrists were white and clean, and she no longer needed to cover them with long sleeves.
Until before going to work, Ping'an was still a little nervous. She was afraid that people in the office would say that she had changed too much.
As a result, when Cheng Xiangheng was sorting her clothes, he brought her a shocking news: he wanted her to undergo corrective surgery for myopia in two days.
Ping An doesn't think there is anything wrong with wearing glasses. After so many years, glasses are like her underwear. She doesn't feel safe going out without them.
But this protest was brutally suppressed by Cheng Xiangheng.
Ping An didn't care about anything else and walked out of the door in a restless mood. Just as Ping An entered the company elevator, she looked up and saw a handsome man. The man also saw her, raised his lips and smiled at her.
Ping'an didn't know the man, but he was very polite, so she nodded and pressed the button for the floor she wanted to go to.
They were the only two in the elevator when the man suddenly said, "Little beauty, are you from Wugu Construction Company?"
Wugu Construction is the name of Ping An's company, and she nodded immediately.
The other party stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Qin Qing, and I'm from Changheng."
Chang Heng was the Qin family's company, and Ping An was the person in charge of the copywriting connection with Chang Heng. Years of office life made her react immediately and shook hands with Qin Qing: "Hello, my name is Zhou Ping An, just call me Ping An."
Qin Qing didn't let go of Ping'an's hand, but moved closer: "You smell so good, what perfume did you use?"
Ping An subconsciously tried to smell his own scent, but could smell nothing: "No, I never use perfume."
Qin Qing tilted his head and moved closer: "The light fragrance of gardenia has a very special smell..."
The moment Ping An heard the word Gardenia, he immediately thought of Cheng Xiangheng and his face flushed instantly: "No, no, maybe there is, it must have been accidentally stuck on it."
Qin Qing saw Ping An blush as he approached her. He knew that he had made the girl's heart flutter, and he couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't be embarrassed, how about this, we add WeChat, and you tell me your perfume brand, okay?"
Ping An really couldn't tell Qin Qing the source of the perfume's scent, but she could add him on WeChat. After all, they still had to cooperate in the future, and rejecting Party A was equivalent to rejecting the God of Wealth.
The two added each other on WeChat, and Qin Qing couldn't help but look at Ping An again.
She had a small, fair face, watery almond eyes, a small, upturned nose, and cherry lips. She was wearing a limited-edition, high-end, sleeveless, cream-white dress. It was simple and elegant, the cut perfectly accentuating her slender waist. Her legs were white and straight. When she looked at people, her eyes were timid, as if tempting someone to do something.
She's so pretty! How could there be a girl who suits his taste so well? The only problem is that the black-framed glasses hanging on her nose are so ugly.
Qin Qing asked with a smile: "How old are you? Do you have a boyfriend?"
Ping'an's mind suddenly appeared Cheng Xiangheng's face. She paused. Cheng Xiangheng had never said that she was his girlfriend. She was afraid that if she said something, she would bring shame upon herself.
"I don't have a boyfriend, but my experience will definitely allow us to complete our cooperation."
Ping An did not directly answer the question about her age. She is 26 years old this year, which is very young in the workplace. She is afraid that people will think she is too young and not give her the work, and then she will be scolded by her boss.
So she was very skillful in talking about her own experience, although her experience was only a few years.
Qin Qing naturally guessed Ping An's concerns. He smiled and said, "It's okay. It's a good thing that you don't have a boyfriend now. There will be better ones waiting for you in the future."
Ping An chuckled. She had been harassed in various ways over the years because of this face. Now that she understood what Qin Qing said, she pretended to be stupid and pretended not to understand.
Qin Qing saw her smile and said nothing more.
Ping An thought that Qin Qing had no intention of attacking him, and he felt relieved.
No one noticed that the scarlet surveillance camera in the elevator moved slightly...
After a busy day, Ping An just walked downstairs to the company and saw a bright red Maserati parked at the entrance of the building.
Ping An was still wondering who was so ostentatious when he saw Qin Qing's face.
Qin Qing also saw Ping An.
In an instant, Ping'an felt goosebumps all over her body. She turned around and wanted to leave, but Qin Qing called her name.
After all, Ping An was the party A, so it was not easy for him to just run away. He stood there awkwardly, watching Qin Qing coming towards him.
Qin Qing smiled and said, "Why are you off work so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Ping An rubbed the strap of her bag, her eyes wandering: "It's normal, I usually get off work around this time."
Qin Qing: "There's a Western restaurant nearby. I'll take you there—"
Before Qin Qing could finish his words, he heard a loud crash behind him!
Ping An was frightened and trembled. She looked towards the source of the sound. The hood of the flashy Maserati was lifted up by the sudden appearance of a BYD.
Qin Qing had finally managed to get money from his father to buy a new car, but it was hit by someone before he even had the insurance on it, and it happened when he was dating girls. It was such a shame!
"You're fucking blind, aren't you? You hit me on such a wide road, you idiot! Get out here! Let me see who the fuck is blind!"
Ping An stared in amazement as Qin Qing cursed in Chinese while walking over to look at the car. He felt that this man was a bit of a lunatic, so he hurried away when no one was paying attention, fearing that he, an "innocent innocent," would be implicated.
The next day, Ping An underwent an eye surgery for myopia. Cheng Xiangheng accompanied him throughout the whole process. It was not a major operation. Ping An rested at home for two days and then went back to work.
When he got off work that day, Ping An saw a Porsche parked downstairs of the building.
This time, Qin Qing's car was much more low-key. When he saw Ping An, he immediately took off his glasses and walked over happily: "Ping——"
Before An Zi could even open his mouth, his car was hit again.
Qin Qing stood there, his face changing from blue to red, and then from red to purple. Ping An watched him go back and forth like a master of face-changing, and felt a little sorry for him, so he couldn't help scratching his head.
"Well, how about going to check on your car?"
Qin Qing turned his head, his face stiff. "Never mind. Call a tow truck later. I'll take you to dinner in a taxi. I don't believe it!"
Ping An saw that Qin Qing was in such bad luck and felt embarrassed to refuse, so he found a legitimate reason in his capacity as the second party and treated Qin Qing to a meal of spicy hot pot.
Qin Qing was initially quite surprised. It was always Young Master Qin who treated women to meals, never a young girl to him. He had been so happy all the way, but he had never expected Ping An to be so stingy. He was so unlucky, and yet, he only treated him to spicy hot pot?
When he sat down on the chair covered in years of grime, Qin Qing took one look at Ping An's luxurious attire, then at the spicy hot pot in front of him. His face turned green. "No, you're just treating me to this?"
Ping An: "Yeah, I usually only take friends of the highest class to eat here. Most people don't have that kind of taste."
Qin Qing was appeased by the word "high taste". He took a bite reluctantly and found that it tasted good. He was also hungry, so he finished the whole bowl of spicy hot pot.
Ping An was under the supervision of Cheng Xiangheng and usually had no chance to eat out. Today, she took the opportunity to take the client out for dinner and had a great meal.
The two chubby guys were of similar age. Instead of taking a taxi, they took a leisurely walk together with their bulging stomachs.
After being hit by two cars in a row, even the most temperamental person would lose his temper at this time. Moreover, Ping An had seen him make a fool of himself twice, so Qin Qing stopped pretending: "Hey, I didn't expect you to be this kind of Ping An. When I first met you, I thought you were the dodder type."
When Ping'an heard Qin Qing's words, she subconsciously looked at her wrist. It was clean and white, without any ugly scars, so she felt relieved.
"I also thought you were unreliable at first."
Qin Qing immediately responded: "No, how am I unreliable? I have the word reliability written all over me, okay?"
Ping An took a look at Qin Qing's whole body and smiled: "Indeed, you are quite reliable."
Qin Qing knew what Ping An was thinking, but when he saw her smile, his face suddenly turned red: "Don't worry, I don't like you at all. I swear, if I have bad intentions towards you, I will be sold abroad and never come back."
At this moment, Qin Qing's cell phone suddenly vibrated. He picked it up impatiently and took a look.
"The heir of the Cheng family is getting engaged? How annoying! I have to attend the engagement ceremony and pretend with all those people!"
Ping An's smile froze slightly: "Who are you saying is getting engaged?"
Qin Qing felt there was nothing to keep secret, so he pushed the phone to Ping An. "The young master of the Cheng family, the one who acquired your company, was rumored to be getting engaged before. How come the person he's getting engaged to has changed now?"
Ping An asked as if he was asking for gossip: "Whose daughter is he engaged to?"
"Who else could it be? It must be Miss Gu Shuya from the Gu family, look." Qin Qing flipped through his phone and showed Ping An the message in the internal group.
"Gu Shuya is from the same generation as us. She was a good student since she was young. She later went abroad to study and only came back last year. I heard that she knew Cheng Xiangheng when she was studying abroad and has been pursuing him ever since. However, Cheng Xiangheng has never expressed his feelings. As a man, if he doesn't take the initiative and take responsibility, it means he is interested in her."
Ping An's voice was very soft: "She is very beautiful, isn't she?"
"Of course! She's the only one in our circle who's the best-looking and richest. She never plays with us because she doesn't like us."
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