"Go back now. I can still make it in time to get off work at five o'clock. I have to pick her up."
Hearing him say such words, Ling Yichuan was immediately stunned.
Well, you have now become a wife slave.
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Sure enough, Leng Yunting got off the plane, picked the right time, went back, took a shower and changed clothes.
Hurrying slowly, we finally arrived at the building under Lin's Enterprise at five o'clock.
He seemed to have a natural desire to protect Luo Qingxue.
Many people here knew that he was coming. And he parked his car arrogantly right in front of someone's house.
The polished Rolls-Royce Phantom and its black body were particularly eye-catching under the sunlight. When he flew to the city, he asked the driver to take the car for cleaning.
Moreover, he specially asked the company to transport a whole large rose flower, arranged in the shape of a heart. There were 9999 roses, and he stood in the heart, holding the largest one in his hand.
, the brightest roses, made into ten thousand.
You can see it when Luo Qingxue comes here.
This time, he was determined to create an image of being with Luo Qingxue, so he ignored the growing number of onlookers.
Not to mention, since he was waiting for Luo Qingxue downstairs a while ago and was bumped into by many people, a lot of tabloids have spread.
Since I haven’t seen the person involved, I can only explain the situation based on some guesses at the time:
Leng Yunting, after five years, finally has the one he likes!
Every time Leng Yunting came to the downstairs of Lin's Enterprise to wait for Luo Qingxue, he behaved very politely, because he knew that she was in her menstrual period and was not in good health, so she did not deliberately create publicity. She was afraid that she would be crowded by reporters and something would go wrong.
On the contrary, it is difficult to clean up.
But this time, her body had recovered, so he simply made a big fuss, just because he wanted everyone to know that he and Luo Qingxue were dating.
Sure enough, when Luo Qingxue came downstairs, she was a little surprised when she saw the battle.
Leng Yunting was wearing a black suit and his black hair was styled extremely handsome. He was already very eye-catching. Over the years, because he was unwilling to get involved in worldly affairs, he became arrogant and cold, and had a somewhat indifferent temperament.
And he stood in a peach heart made of roses. There were roses of different colors inside and outside, divided into several layers. He himself was holding the roses.
The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun cast a dazzling light and shadow on him.
Because of his actions, many reporters took notice and the flashbulbs kept flashing.
He walked up to her with a bright smile: "My dear, come with me!"
He didn't dare to say marriage. Every time he said this, he could feel the sarcasm flashing in Luo Qingxue's eyes.
Therefore, he only dared to speak and asked her to agree to stay.
The people nearby also started to boo, and many onlookers didn't know what Leng Yunting looked like. After all, it had been five years, and not everyone remembered his appearance.
"Promise him! Promise him!"
"Kiss me, kiss me!"
Luo Qingxue was a little angry. How dare Leng Yunting rely on the masses to intimidate and induce?
However, she seemed to have suddenly thought of something. Suddenly she came over very shyly, snatched the flower from his hand, fiddled with it twice, and then said coquettishly: