Bai Qingling was very angry.

When she returned to the office, she drank a full glass of water, but her anger was not yet gone.

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The voice was filled with emotion.

The door opened, Chu Junming stood at the door in a well-dressed manner, his eyes fell on her angry little face, and he narrowed his eyes and walked in.

“…”

Bai Qingling ignored him and took out his phone to unlock it.

"Qinghuan called me to learn about Yize's preferences. She said that she had stayed at Yize's house in the imperial capital these days and wanted to invite him to a meal."

Chu Junming's voice was clear and calm.

It's a nice sound.

Coupled with his deceptive and gentle appearance, it makes people easily feel illusioned that his tone is very friendly to you.

Bai Qingling thought this was the case before.

But after being disagreeable with Chu Junming again and again, she only felt that he was hypocritical about wearing a human skin mask.

"Qinghuan is the imperial capital with Yize. If something really happens, she won't call me. After all, Yuanshui saved Wujianhuo."

Chu Junming seemed to be explaining.

It sounds weird.

Bai Qingling finally looked up and looked at him.

He stood five steps away from her desk, looking at her quietly.

"Don't you say it?"

"I didn't expect you to have such a bad temper."

Chu Junming had a faint curve on his lips.

Bai Qingling glared at him, "Is it because I have a bad temper or you don't want to say it."

"I'm talking now, can you stop being angry?"

“…”

"Or what if I invite you to supper and apologize." The curve of Chu Junming's mouth deepened under her angry face.

"Who cares about it?"

"Yang Tingjun's wife is about to give birth. If you don't work overtime tonight, he must stay."

“…”

Bai Qingling raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

so what?

Chu Junming took a few steps forward and looked at her through the desk.

"I will stay here for two days at most, and then I will have to go abroad and it will take at least half a month to come back..."

What does it have to do with me?

Bai Qingling thought so in her heart.

But I thought that if I didn’t work overtime, I would have a wife to work overtime for a man who was about to give birth.

She was as kind as she, and although she was reluctant, she still agreed.

"I work overtime, don't be as nagging as an old woman. I'm so annoying. Your company is so big, is it all full of wine and food? You, a president, want to stay here personally."

Chu Junming's mouth twitched slightly.

I immediately curled the corners of my lips, "It was because my eldest brother and second brother came to City G."

Although cooperation with Haochen is very important, it is not necessary for him at this stage.

If it was really Chu Junming, then Mo Ziyi would not have been blamed on Bai Qingling in a casual manner.

"Later I felt that there was a beginning, there was an end."

A long time later, Chu Junming and Bai Qingling explained another meaning of this sentence.

——

Imperial capital, shopping mall.

Qinghuan bought some dishes that Feng Yize liked to eat.

I bought some snacks and some items I needed.

Turning around and going to the cashier to pay, he saw Feng Yize standing in front of him.

I don't know when it will arrive.

The narrow peach blossoms have a smile in their eyes, their facial features are handsome, handsome and charming.

"Feng Yize, why are you here?"

Qinghuan blinked in surprise.

"I'll do it."

Feng Yize reached out to hold the shopping cart.

His slender and clean long fingers were only one centimeter away from her hand, but he did not take this opportunity to shake her hand, or touch her on purpose.

Qinghuan lowered her head, glanced at her, let go of her hand, and said with a smile, "Okay."

“What have you bought?”

Feng Yize lowered her eyes, looked at the shopping cart, and asked casually.

Pushing the shopping cart, he walked side by side with Qinghuan towards the cashier.

"I bought some dishes, snacks, and some messy things."

Qing Huanxiao answered his question with a side face, "How did you know I'm here?"

"I saw the message you sent. I originally wanted to call you, but my third brother called me first, and he told me."

When Feng Yize said this, Feng's eyes looked at her tightly with a smile.

Wen Qinghuan felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it, and she used her hands to smooth her hair in her ears. "I saw that the refrigerator was full of dishes I like. Did you buy it in advance?"

"Well, it's not safe for you, a girl, to live in a hotel. My sister-in-law used to be on a business trip and stayed at Uncle Qin's house. I was afraid that it would be inconvenient for you to live there, so I thought about letting you live in my house. Anyway, I rarely live there."

"Then do you live there and stay in Feng's house?"

Qinghuan raised her eyebrows and asked.

Feng Yize shook his head, "I live with my mother. It's just too late here occasionally and I don't want to go back and wake up my mother, so I live."

When I arrived at the cash register and was queuing up, Feng Yize explained, "I finished the check with my mother in the afternoon and went to see the waiter who fell down the stairs... I didn't carry my phone on the charge."

"Auntie is sick?"

"Well, an old problem, regular physical examinations. The weather was not good the previous two days, and my mother's health was also not good."

"Did you see the posts online?"

"I saw it, everyone is praising the paintings you painted. Qinghuan, you painted so well."

Feng Yize's eyes are particularly beautiful, and his smile looks charming, making people fall unconsciously.

Qinghuan smiled softly, "Is it good to praise you? Many people praise you for being handsome."

"You painted me handsomely."

"Aren't you good-looking? Even if you look like a beggar, you can't hide your delicate facial features."

The two of them were talking and moved with the team in front.

After a while, Feng Weize felt the gaze coming from around him, and Qinghuan also felt it.

Before he could react, he heard someone whispering, "Isn't this the young master Feng who is uploaded online? It turns out that he is more handsome than the portrait. Is the young lady next to him the young lady in the portrait?"

There are only paintings and blogger introductions on that post, and no photos of Qinghuan.

"It should be right. Mr. Feng looked at the young lady with a gentle and affectionate look, and she was so envious."

“They are very worthy.”

Qinghuan's face was inexplicably hot.

She has always been thin-skinned and rarely talked about like this.

I wanted to pretend that I couldn't hear it, but those sounds came into my ears from time to time.

When the two of them took the elevator to the first floor, they were surrounded by a group of reporters rushing in outside.

"Mr. Feng, is this beautiful painter who paints you?"

"Mr. Feng, how did you deal with what happened at noon today?"

"Mr. Feng, what is your relationship with a beautiful painter? Is it easy to disclose?"

Feng Yize took a step forward without a trace, protecting Qing Huan behind him, with a usual signature smile on his handsome face.

"Thank you for your concern for Mr. Feng, but please don't take photos and don't bother my friends."

His words were obviously smiling, but those who knew Feng Yize knew that his words were full of warnings.

It is not the first time these reporters interviewed Feng Yize, and they know a little bit about his temperament.
Chapter completed!