"Mr. Liao. It's time for you to think about it. " Wang Lin turned from the window and walked back. She came back. Lean against your desk. I looked up at the pictures and calligraphy hanging on the office wall.

The calligraphy and paintings. Usually she doesn't have time to watch it. Even if there is time. It's mostly a glance. Once you look at it, you forget it. But today. Suddenly, she thought, there was interest. I'm so absorbed in it. It seems that I want to find out from it.

Then. She asked again on the phone. "Did Liao come up with any good candidates. For example Fu Xiaoqian. "

When the name comes out. It was as if she had just discovered that she had said something wrong. I'm sorry. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Mr. Liao. I'm really stupid. Just blurted out without thinking. "

Next. She said it to herself again. "How could Mr. Liao still think about the woman who left you. Maybe she's married now. Or I don't know where I am living a leisurely life. oh Maybe she is beginning to realize her mistake now. Want to think of a way to come back to you again, maybe. oh no no no Who is Liao always. How can you like that woman again. I'm sorry. Mr. Liao. I'm so stupid. He said, "I'm wrong."

The second time. This is the second time that she has said so much in front of him.

He's really changed. Become patient with any woman. Is it a good phenomenon. Yes, all right. If this can make your heart feel better. So that's it. Wang Lin thought bitterly.

"Wang Lin. You'd better shut up now. " Liao Zhenbo's voice is very low. There was no sign of anger. Because his face at this time is hanging a smile like arc. It's the momentum that makes people tremble. Feel inexplicable fear up.

Wang Lin was not at the scene. Just think you don't know.

"Mr. Liao. This is not good. It's better to make some words clear now. Or it'll make me stupid. There was a misunderstanding. It's inconvenient for you like today. Or more seriously. It's a pity for you. That's really bad. " When Wang Lin said that. The posture is idle. The muscles on the body are fierce one by one. Not as startled as a man. But it is the kind of death to fight to the end pose to put out.

"Oh. It's a good idea to talk about it. " Liao Zhenbo raised his hand and called in the director. Sign her to pack the wedding dress. I put my hands in my trouser pockets. Go straight outside the wedding hall. I seem to have forgotten who this mobile phone belongs to.

The director dare not remind. Put the wedding dress in an exquisite gift box. He walked out of the wedding dress hall with both hands tightly following Liao Zhenbo's steps.

The business car is still parked more than 100 meters away. The people in the car dare not slack off for a moment. See Liao Zhenbo come out. He opened the door and came out. Take the gift box from the director. I asked. "It's Mr. Liao's order for Miss Zhuang."

The director looks back at Liao Zhenbo. Liao Zhenbo is sitting on an iron chair in front of the wedding hall. One hand on the back of the chair. Double fold. Put on a very casual and lazy posture. It's completely invisible. He was talking to a woman who openly challenged him.

"No The director moved his eyes back slowly. Add a sentence. "But I can see that Mr. Liao has a special treatment for this wedding dress. It seems that President Wang is good at making his own opinions. He's a little angry. "

The president said something euphemistic. Now Liao Zhenbo is more than some. He is very good. It's heart, liver, spleen and lung. It's going to burst. This damned woman dares to expose the scar in his heart. It seems that she is really living a little impatient.

"Wang Lin. You know that. I have the ability. In the future, it will be difficult for you to gain a foothold in the industry. Do you? Is that what you want Wang Lin is right. He has some feelings. After all, the time around him. It's not short. It's been five years. Maybe longer.

He didn't remember the time. Why would he waste that brain cell.

But. Sometimes he forgets. But it was more and more clear in his mind. For example, when Fu Xiaoqian left him. How long has it been. He can tell you without thinking. It's been three years and four months and eight days.

These are the numbers. Liao Zhenbo can digest it in his mind. But. If it's mentioned openly. I'm afraid that person is really impatient.

This is Wang Lin at that time.

How about being impatient. Even if Liao Zhenbo is really willing to move his noble hand. To crush her, a nameless pawn.

Actually, it's not bad. At least it shows that he still has his own eyes. At least that he is still worthy of his thoughts.

I'm afraid from now on. Liao Zhenbo even looked at her with extravagant hopes. How could he be willing to deal with her.

"I know. Who are we. You are a big man who can cover the sky of the city with one hand. How can there be anything you can't do? " Since he disdains her. Then she used the sharp knife of her own language to carve her own traces in his heart."Do you think I'll care. Money, fame and status may be regarded as life for a man. But don't forget Mr. Liao. I'm a woman. I don't value these things. Do you think I'm afraid of losing that? " Wang Lin said that. It's like thinking of something interesting. She lengthened her voice again. "Oh, Mr. Liao may not remember. I've been here for seven years. I've accumulated enough wealth to live long enough. "

"So. You dare to challenge me so recklessly. Right Liao Zhenbo thinks that no matter how smart a woman is. It turns out that they are just short-sighted animals. "I want to kill a man. There are millions of ways. And it's traceless. You know that

"I know. That's true. I just know so much. So I want to see what your heart is made of. How can you be so cruel. Think of all women as grass. Fu Xiaoqian, is she really that good. Is she really worth it. She has left. It's gone. Now even the rest of her design. It's already in the hands of others. What else do you think she can leave you. What else do you think of her? "

Wang linning wears calligraphy and paintings on the wall. oh That's what Fu Xiaoqian left at that time.

It hasn't been replaced. Wang Lin wanted to remind herself with these things at that time.

Now. It seems. Everything is so ridiculous. It turns out. Even if Fu Xiaoqian is not here. He doesn't have a place around him.

There was a flash of hatred in the broken eyes. She's like crazy. Rush to the calligraphy and painting. Reach out and whisk them off the wall.

With the crackle, the mirror and the wooden frame fell together and hit the ground. On the other end of the phone, the lazy voice seemed to add a kind of irony. With a trace of complacency. "Oh. I forgot to tell you something. It belongs to Fu Xiaoqian's design. How can I possibly let it fall into other people's hands

Although Wang Lin is not willing. But I still want to hear the truest answer. "It's still in the wedding hall."

"To be exact. It's in my hands right now. " Liao Zhenbo stands up from the iron bench. He is tall and straight. At this time, it gives people a kind of oppressive momentum.

Fortunately. Those who watched stood a little farther away from him. But there was no reason to dare to look at him.

Liao Zhenbo turns his eyes and looks behind him. A car parked 100 meters away. I saw leson putting the wedding dress in the gift box. Put it in the car. It's supposed to be the right seat he just sat in. Liao Zhenbo's face was cold. Suddenly it stood up.

That position. It is no longer worthy.

"Ha ha. Ha ha... " Wang Lin is like a rag doll whose soul has been drained. She leaned her back against the wall and looked at the broken calligraphy and paintings on the floor. It seems that this level is not enough to express the hatred in her heart. She picked up a larger piece of glass next to her. Hold it tight in your hand. Separate the paintings one by one.

At this time, these calligraphy and paintings are no longer calligraphy and paintings. What does it look like to her. It's her love for Liao Zhenbo. Or Liao Zhenbo's love for Fu Xiaoqian.

She wanted to destroy. ruin. All destroyed.

"Liao Zhenbo. Arrogance, like you, will have today. Even if that wedding dress is in your hands. You're dealing with a couple of dead things. Do you want to hold those things and die alone. You are pathetic. "

In that case. Who would dare to tell Liao Zhenbo in the past. No one.

Today. Wang Lin said it. She is ready to tell Liao Zhenbo what she always wants to say. All at once. Where to go in the future. She is willing to do as she please.

Finally, it hit the bottom of Liao Zhenbo's heart. The ferocity of his whole body. Make him look like Asura in hell. He seems to be blinded by anger. Irritable in front of the wedding hall on the road paved with red tiles. Walking back and forth with messy steps. He wanted to roar, but found that he could not find a word to refute.

When exactly is leson. Standing behind him. He didn't even notice it.

He saw it. therefore. Liao Zhenbo stopped. A pair of already scarlet eyes. Look straight at him. Become flat. It's a little more painful.

He has always regarded lesen and Wang Lin as his right-hand men. One of the hands was against him. It's not just hands that hurt. He's also on hand. And maybe lesson.

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