The woman's sixth sense was faintly trembling. Luo Wanqing turned on the camera function of her mobile phone and took a photo outside the bottom crack of the door.
Sure enough! Someone was standing outside quietly!
"Who are you?" Luo Wanqing said coldly.
No one answered.
His eyes darkened, and Luo Wanqing took off his high heels without hesitation.
She has some fists and kicks on her body, her eyes flicker and her legs sweep.
The next second, the door was kicked open by her!
It seemed like something was flying, broken, and then fell to the ground.
Luo Wanqing looked at the flimsy mop that was broken in half and thought that the person outside just now used this to block the door.
Before the person behind the door left, Luo Wanqing put on his shoes and dodged.
Their eyes met, and she frowned.
"It's you?"
"It's me, how about it!"
There was no trace of panic after being caught. The person in front of me raised her chin, looking like a great young lady.
Yu Guangxian glanced at the bucket of water next to the opponent's calf, a bit of mockery spread at the corner of his mouth, Luo Wanqing said disdainfully.
"Does Miss Song also use such shameful methods?"
She was just about to talk to the person in front of her, but she didn't expect that the other person actually came to her door.
Step by step, Luo Wanqing pushed the opponent straight into the corner.
She took out her mobile phone, swiped a few times, and a video was played in front of Song Yayue.
"I asked someone to check Lin Xiaoya's private communication records, and they contacted you many times."
"You have a lot of dissatisfaction with me, so from the first day I came to the project department, you wanted people to make trouble for me and squeeze me out. The previous An Qi was also yours, right?"
In the video, Lin Xiaoya was sneakily turning over Luo Wanqing's desk, as if she was looking for something.
There are many videos like this on Luo Wanqing’s phone.
There was no trace of panic at all, Song Yayue's tone was natural.
"So what, Luo Wanqing, you managed to get into the project department with your skills in bed, you're shameless!"
Song Yayue gritted her teeth, "I, the eldest lady of the Song family, can only work in the marketing department, who do you think you are!"
"A person with a sinister heart really sees everything as extremely dirty. Song Yayue, are you anxious?"
Song Yayue is slightly taller, but Luo Wanqing is no less imposing.
Seeing that Song Yayue had no way out, Luo Wanqing spoke up, "Song Yayue, you are jealous of me, you are jealous that I can get Gu Lanchen's favor and affection, you are like a ray of light on your back every day, you see me staying in the project department,
You'll be scared to death if you stay with Gu Lanchen!"
I didn't have a good impression of the Song family at first, and what Song Yayue did, made the disgust in Luo Wanqing's eyes even worse.
Her words were like a knife, with an edge, and she severely analyzed the seemingly arrogant young lady in front of her.
The other party's thoughts were obviously revealed, and Luo Wanqing caught the flash of humiliation in the other party's eyes.
The air seemed to be stagnant.
After a long while, Song Yayue spoke leisurely.
"Luo Wanqing, don't judge a gentleman with a villain's heart!"
"What do I have to envy you for?"
With a cold scoff, Song Yayue seemed to be looking at a pitiful creature.
"I come from a privileged family, with white skin and good looks. My parents pamper me and pamper me. The Song family in the future will also be mine, but what do you have!"
The pretty face of the person in front of me was filled with ridicule and ridicule, "You are just a poor guy who has no home, let alone family."
"You deserve it. You, a coward like you who can only crawl on the bed, deserve your parents to abandon you!"
After suppressing his arrogant words, Luo Wanqing lowered his head.
Thinking that she had hit the most vulnerable part of Luo Wanqing's heart, Song Yayue sarcastically smiled and said, "What, you were right and you don't have the face to see me?"
The words just fell.
The next second.
That little face looked up sharply!
There were incomprehensible emotions under his lacquered eyes. Luo Wanqing seemed to be a different person, with a leisurely smile on his lips.
"Is it."
The word "light and fluttering" has a profound meaning.
Song Yayue took a step back, "What do you mean?"
"Then do you know that Jiang Luo is my biological mother?"
I have chewed it over and over again late at night without having the courage to say it.
At this moment, the frivolous, fearless, and rather mocking words were spoken.
In the late Qing Dynasty, Luo Qing injured one thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses himself.
She stepped on her most painful part and tore Song Yayue's arrogance apart with her bare hands.
"Aren't you also a motherless wild child?"
Every word was heartbreaking, Luo Wanqing tried his best to calm himself down.
In the corner where Song Yayue couldn't see, Luo Wanqing's hands were shaking like a sieve.
"Crazy! You are really crazy!"
"Luo Wanqing, you miss your mother so much! What are you talking nonsense here!"
Being pushed away, Luo Wanqing looked at Song Yayue's fleeing figure from a distance.
She sneered coldly and walked slowly to the mirror.
Looking up at the pale little face, Luo Wanqing tucked her hanging hair behind her ears.
Walking out of the bathroom, Luo Wanqing already looked the same as when he first came in.
"Wanwan!"
Lift your eyes.
At the end of the wide and long corridor, a figure ran over.
He seemed to be in a hurry and his feet were a little unsteady.
The next second, a burst of cologne hit his face, and Luo Wanqing was overwhelmed by a warm embrace.
"Are you OK."
Just now, seeing that Luo Wanqing had not come back for a long time, Gu Lanchen was filled with worry.
Now that I saw the little guy, my heart dropped a lot.
"It's alright."
Luo Wanqing spoke calmly and gently held the big hand.
Her tone was very light, showing an air of pretending to be relaxed.
Suddenly, she couldn't drag the person behind her.
When she turned around, she saw Gu Lanchen looking at her seriously.
"What's wrong?"
The eyes under the long eyelashes showed a hint of confusion, "Go back quickly, the party is not over yet."
"What just happened."
It's not a question, it's an affirmation.
Luo Wanqing stared at the seriousness on Gu Lanchen's face and hesitated before saying, "It's nothing."
"Your necklace has gone to the back of your neck."
The implication is that she must have gone through a lot of movement just now for the necklace to be left behind.
His whole body was startled, and Luo Wanqing subconsciously touched his neck.
Her fingertips touched the coolness, and her necklace was safe and sound.
But this move just exposed her whole body.
"There are no secrets between us, right?"
In desperation, Luo Wanqing dragged people to the second floor.
The room was noisy and bustling, but these two people made their world a quiet circle.
Lying on the arched window sill, Luo Wanqing told everything in detail.
The air froze for a few seconds, and Gu Lanchen raised his legs to leave.
The little hand grabbed him fiercely, "Don't go."
"She went too far."
"Nothing happened to me in the end, but she was anxious, wasn't she?"
Quietly staring at Gu Lanchen, seeing that the other person was standing still, Luo Wanqing simply pulled him back.
"never mind."
Luo Wanqing did not dare to face it and did not want to admit it.
She actually felt no pity for the domineering young lady who also had no mother.
"I only give her this one chance. I won't let her have the chance to hurt me next time."