"Yes, keep waiting!"

"Boss? Mr. Ling?"

The door of the box was pushed open from the outside without warning, and the relatively dazzling lights outside the corridor formed a halo behind Ling Ziyue.

Ye Ningyu panicked: No way, no way? Sure enough, you can't discuss people's rights and wrongs behind the scenes. As long as you talk about it, the person involved will definitely appear at the scene by accident. Just like the current situation, she wants to find someone on the spot.

Get in there and there is nothing else.

On the other hand, Li Zitong, who had been happy for a long time, grabbed Ye Ningyu who wanted to follow the crowd when everyone stood up to give up their seats in a guilty conscience.

"Smelly man, what's the big deal? Come and have a drink and you won't be satisfied. Little Ye Zi, come on, let's continue."

As he spoke, Drunk Cat Li Zitong tightly held Ye Ningyu's neck with one hand and forcibly pulled her off the sofa. Half a glass of whiskey in his hand was half pushed and ready to be poured into Ye Ningyu's mouth.

"I drank like this and looked like a bear. I went out to be photographed by the paparazzi soon, and I will be trending again."

Ye Ningyu raised her head gratefully. The tall man in front of her blocked the light and shadow, snatched the cup from Li Zitong's hand, and stared at her intently.

"Ling, Mr. Ling!"

Ye Ningyu swallowed her saliva and looked at Ling Ziyue subconsciously.

"Li Jiaming, Li Zitong is the artist with the best future in our company at present. If you ruin your career because of drunkenness, do you know the consequences?"

There was obviously no mention of him, but as Ling Zi spoke more and more, he just stared at the poor and weak Ye Ningyu.

She felt like she was in big trouble.

This look reminded her inexplicably of the animal world, where a hunting lion treats an antelope that has been forced into a desperate situation.

She started to get chills on her back.

This sense of oppression is different from the boss's, which makes her unpredictable. The sense of oppression from the boss is capricious, and may cause people to be killed in the next second, and this is a kind of self-power without anger.

The angry and majestic eyes reminded her of the border policemen she had just entered, and their sharp eyes always made her reverent.

Ling Ziyue's words made Li Jiaming wake up instantly. Most of the blush on his face was frightened. He quickly called Xiaoyun and the others, put a hat on the drunk Li Zitong, covered his mouth with force, and even dragged him

He fled the scene.

Ye Ningyu looked at the box door that was being pushed back and forth by them. She was dumbfounded. Just now she was shouting "little leaves" one after another. Now that things are going wrong, they are running faster than rabbits.

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However, after further contact, she always felt that this Li Zitong seemed familiar to her.

Following this feeling, a person immediately appeared in her mind: He Lu.

Their attitudes towards men are surprisingly consistent.

The connection between these two people needs to be further explored in the future.

"What tricks are you thinking of again?"

"Ah? No, no!"

Ye Ningyu's thoughts were pulled back instantly. Ling Ziyue breathed out from his nose, as if he didn't believe her words at all.

"Zi Tong is the company's cash cow. Don't try to do anything outrageous with your face. Otherwise, I won't be able to spare you."

Ling Ziyue said harsh words, but his body honestly approached Ye Ningyu step by step. Finally, seeing her frightened eyes, he had no choice but to take another half step back and find a place relatively far away to sit down in frustration.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"You have been so moody several times. I don't know what I said to offend you again."

"What about you? In addition to lying to me, you also have ulterior motives. You do all sorts of tricks right under my nose. You think I don't know?"

Ling Zi became more and more emotional and complained as if to vent, but tried to control his volume. Even so, as soon as he said the words, he instantly regretted it, and messed up the black hair on the back of his head with some embarrassment, and his whole body was very twisted.

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"What should I do with you?"

"Xue~ Forget it, what is in the past is in the past. From now on, I will treat you appropriately."

He suddenly raised his head and regained his composure. These words seemed to be speaking to himself, making up his mind. Ye Ningyu had already stretched out her hand to comfort him, but quickly took it back at the right time, feeling a little bitter in her heart:

Yes, for a strong man like him, it is simply not his turn to comfort a precarious person like her.

Feeling momentarily vulnerable, Ling Zi wiped his face more, stood up, and quickly walked out the door.

"Still not leaving?"

He put his hands in his black windbreaker, turned around and raised his eyebrows to signal Ye Ningyu to join him.

Ye Ningyu didn't have a choice, so Peipianpidian followed him out of the imperial court, and also took a ride on Ling Ziyue's car.

It was already dark outside, and the night was low. The flickering lights officially kicked off the nightlife in the city. Ye Ningyu leaned on the car window curiously, and his eyes took in these flashy things that were very different from the lifeless day.

A dream.

"Is not It Cold?"

Driving people have no idea what it means to look at the scenery outside a car in the cold wind on an early spring night.

"not cold."

Ye Ningyu threw the two words to him calmly, with no intention of retracting them.

Her medium-length hair was blown up by the cold wind in early spring, and was scraped hard on her cheeks. She couldn't tell whether the pain on her face from time to time was caused by the wind or the cold, but this feeling made her

Addiction: Pain keeps her awake and numb.

Seeing that the reminder had no effect, Ling Ziyue stopped talking and drove the car quietly. But when waiting for the traffic light, he decisively took off his windbreaker with one hand and threw it into Ye Ningyu's arms.

Ye Ningyu didn't know why, but following Ling Ziyue's gaze, she lowered her head and looked at her chest. It turned out that it was because when she was drinking in the box before, she didn't pay attention to the collar of her skirt. There was a large area of ​​white flowers, all of which were her own snow-white.

I don't feel it on my skin in a heated private room, but on the streets of C City in the early spring, it does feel cold.

She pulled up the windbreaker jacket with some gratitude, completely covering the large area of ​​exposed skin, and for the few times she accepted Ling Ziyue's kindness with peace of mind.

Looking at Ling Ziyue, who was only wearing a thin gray long-sleeved T-shirt, she stopped arguing and took the initiative to press the button and close the window.

For the first time in this closed space, the two of them were so quiet and harmonious, and even learned to understand and care for each other secretly, which was a kind of progress, even though Ye Ningyu's heart was still twisted.

"I did go too far before..."

Finally driving into the parking lot of the community, Ling Zi started to speak more and more but hesitated, with a sly expression on his face. In order to repair the relationship between the two, he was too clumsy to say anything.

"No, no, you don't need to tell me, I understand."

Ye Ningyu didn't wait for Ling Zi to continue talking, then hurriedly unbuckled her seat belt and left as if running away.

Ling Ziyue had no choice but to get out of the car and chase after her. Soon, Ye Ningyu heard an unusual bang. She instinctively turned around and realized the danger.
Chapter completed!