Chapter 339 Don't Want to Shake Hands and Make Peace
Chapter 339 Don't want to shake hands and make peace
Author: Jiufangyu
Chapter 339 Don't want to shake hands and make peace
Let's find someone else, Liang Zhi repeated it in his heart. Anyway, with her power and status, it is not difficult to find another clean male artist. Most people who want to become famous and change resources are willing to use it with her.
She didn't need to use wine as a means.
He spoke neatly, and he did not hate and hate in his expression and tone, but just wanted to separate himself from him.
Wan Qian looked at him with an aggressive look.
The cameras of hundreds of viewers made Liang Zhi dare not look directly at him, and he looked at the table with the action of pushing his glasses to avoid looking at her.
Wan Qian still held the wine bottle, pushed Liang Zhi's hand away with the bottle body, then pulled out the cork and poured wine into the two goblets.
The crimson liquid rushed into the wall of the cup, as if matching the sound of her speaking.
"Talking things is definitely not a good way to end a relationship. Generally speaking, it will make me feel there is still room for struggle."
I don’t know whether I’m talking about business or emotional scriptures, but there is no difference. She has rich experience in both aspects.
Liang Zhi said: "There is no room for anything."
Wan Qian put a glass of wine in front of him, holding a goblet in an elegant and beautiful posture. Her fingers looked particularly beautiful against the burgundy background. She couldn't even find a rough spot. At first glance, she saw that she had few heavy objects.
The lady mentioned.
He didn't drink that glass of wine, and before Wan Qian could take back his hand, he pushed it aside.
"Drinking alcohol will make a mistake, I won't drink it again."
Wan Qian paused, took a sip on her own, and then said, "We are not a transaction. If we just take each other's needs and use our bodies and resources as circulating currency, then our mode of getting along would not be the same as before.
That way.”
Liang Zhi laughed at himself: "Where did you do before? Arrange resources for me, I will clean it and go to the hotel to sleep with me?"
"You know it's not like that. Have I ever done something to let you stay with you for a night and then throw it to you a resource? I'm in a good mood with you, so I want to do something for you, the same reward, but the latter has already
It fits my way of treating people who have feelings." Wan Qian took another sip of wine and said slowly.
The temperature in the private room was a little high. She was a heat-resistant person. Her face was so hot that she could get hot flashes. She simply took off her coat and threw it aside.
Liang Zhi was still calm, and when the lenses were foggy, they just took them off. He lowered his head and wiped them quietly, and his expression was not clear when he spoke.
"Then your way is really special."
Wan Qian didn't care about his sarcasm and continued: "Of course, I know that the harmonious relationship later cannot offset the ulterior motives at the beginning. I did plot against you, and I didn't plan to develop a deeper relationship with you at the beginning.
.”
Although she knew this fact, Liang Zhi was still embarrassed and uncomfortable when he heard her say it.
He rarely had anger, but now, just like in the hot spring villa that day, the anger he deliberately suppressed was bubbling, floating one after another, making the emotions in his heart turn into boiling water.
"Then why do you still have to let yourself stay with me? Why do you have to endure listening to my funny words? Do you simply think it's interesting? Do you think it's ridiculous to see me being stunned and being rushed to sleep with you?
Can it regulate your mood, right?”
"Every time I carefully treat you as my girlfriend and take care of you when you like someone you like, you keep silent. Do you always laugh at me in your heart? To you, I am just a clean man, without money or ability, and you are actually a silly man.
Isn’t it ridiculous to have the face to treat you as your girlfriend?”
He still remembered that the restaurant was not soundproof, and he asked with his voice because he was too intense. After saying that, his face turned red and his neck swollen, and the veins on his neck were gone for a while.
Wan Qian frowned and said, "I haven't thought about it that way, nor am I in the mood to rush to the hotel to stay for a few hours during work, just to watch someone's jokes and then smile in my heart."
She is not the crazy Wen family.
"I don't believe you don't know. Every time I go to see you, I just concentrate my rest time and avoid your itinerary. If I just treat you as a lover, then your work should be all around.
Let me arrange it with my time.”
Liang Zhi pulled the corner of his mouth with self-deprecating self-deprecating words: "Then should I thank you for your soft heart to me later? Wan Qian, do you not understand why I am so angry and don't want to continue this deformed relationship?"
It seems that the torrent of money and power has washed away the thoughts of both of them into two different continents. They are clearly talking about the same thing, but they are just as arguing two completely irrelevant topics, and they cannot go together.
Wan Qian said: "I know you mind the disgraceful beginning of this matter. I plotted against you and deceived you. I also understood your grievances. But the relationship between you later is not fake, you can feel the right one.
No? Do you really want to give up all the pleasures behind because of that little bit of unpleasantness?"
Liang Zhi's mouth was not curled at all, and he didn't even want to look at her. He didn't answer firmly, saying "yes" or "no", but his cold expression was enough to explain his answer.
After a few seconds, he restrained his disappointment and discomfort and said without saying: "This is not a business deal in the business world. Those who have been evil will not shake hands again because of interests."
Wan Qian frowned again, and her tired face couldn't suppress her emotions. She reached out to stroke her hair, held the wine glass and drank the last little red wine at the bottom of the glass.
When my hair was lifted, a dark mark flashed across my neck.
Liang Zhi only saw it at one glance, and he was not sure about the shape and color, but in his mind, the trace seemed to be three-dimensional, and was processed into an ambiguous kiss mark in his imagination.
A cold air surged up from the soles of his feet, and he was like an ice sculpture frozen in place. His anger turned into a sour and tingling pain like an ant bite, staring straight at the position under her hair.
How long has she been separated and she has a new partner?
It's normal. Didn't he tell her to find someone else? But, if she has someone else, why does she still want to save her?
The silent atmosphere was not depressing. Liang Zhi didn't know how to describe his mood, but he couldn't ignore it and spoke up.
"What's on your neck?" he asked in a difficult tone.
Wan Qian frowned, took out the makeup mirror from her bag, lifted her hair and took a look.
The two wounds were connected together, one was a little red and the other was already scarred because they were not big and looked like a kiss mark.
Wan Qian was silent for a while when she saw the trace.
Liang Zhi felt that this was already a good answer. That scene was more convincing than saying anything to end today's meeting.
He took his cell phone and wanted to get up and leave, but Wan Qian said at this time: "Your glasses were scraped last time."
Liang Zhi sat back in an instant, unable to believe that she would tell such a lie: "We have been separated for a while, and even if we have that kind of wound, we can recover in a week."
Wan Qian said: "If you want to attend a commercial party, if you have scars, the color is too dark and the makeup will be hindered, so the scabs that day were torn open."