Chapter 119: Really don't understand or pretend not to understand
Wu Bingxuan's face turned cold, "I don't understand what Director Qin means."
"Are you really not understanding, or are you pretending not to understand?" Qin Zhehan raised her chin with his slender fingers, and Qin Zhehan smiled coldly.
Dark eyes met his gaze, and Wu Bingxuan smiled proudly.
"Cafe Hotel, Presidential Suite, I'll wait for you tonight."
Taking out a room key card and sliding it along her lapel, Qin Zhehan stood up straight, straightened his lapel, glanced at her arrogantly, and turned to leave.
The cold key card exuded a slight chill in the pit of her heart. Wu Bingxuan smiled coldly, reached out and took it out without even looking at it, and threw it directly into the trash can nearby.
Who did he think she was?
If she really had a price, Qin Zhehan couldn't afford it.
She picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip. The rich aroma of the coffee diluted the depression in her heart. Her big dark eyes looked at the horizon. No matter how hard she tried, as long as she stayed in the Chu family, as long as the collar around her neck was no longer
Removed, her heart will never be free?
"What are you thinking about? So entranced?" Mu Ziluo hugged her lightly and asked softly.
Her expression was so focused that she didn't even notice when he came in. There was a hint of sadness between her eyebrows, which he didn't like.
Moving her body back closer to his arms, Wu Bingxuan sighed quietly, "Ziluo."
"Um?"
"Is it true that this necklace cannot be taken off?" she asked.
This is the sign of a slave! How long should you follow her?
The freedom she longs for is not only physical, but also spiritual.
"The danger is very great." He hugged her with both arms and Mu Ziluo said in a deep voice, "I won't allow you to take risks."
Wu Bingxuan didn't speak, but her delicate eyebrows frowned tighter. She knew clearly that the possibility of winning was only one percent, but she still wanted to ask, but she couldn't help it!
"Stop thinking about it, okay?" Mu Ziluo licked her earlobe and said in a low voice, "Have you got time recently?"
"What's wrong?"
"My grandfather is seriously ill, would you like to go to England with me?" Turning her body towards him with both hands, Mu Ziluo pressed his forehead against hers, "Come with me, okay?"
"But..." Lowering his eyes, Wu Bingxuan said hesitantly: "What should we do about the company? Our cooperation with Qin has just started, and we cannot make the slightest mistake."
"Leave it to Wu Shengyang." Holding her little face in his hands, he didn't allow her to escape, "Come with me, okay?"
Staring into his longing eyes, Wu Bingxuan bit her lower lip and waved away his hand again.
"You know, I'm not mentally prepared yet."
She knew very well that going to England this time was not just as simple as seeing his grandfather. Although she had met his father and queen, he was not from the royal family of St. Willy Kingdom after all. This trip to England was probably because Mu Ziluo wanted to spread everything.
Clearly.
"I know." There was a hint of bitterness in his blue eyes. He had been by her side for seven years, how could he not know.
In her heart, revenge is the first step, freedom is the most important, and his feelings are the obstacles that hinder her freedom.
Feeling depressed, Wu Bingxuan opened his lips, but finally said nothing.
The atmosphere remained tense.
Until Mu Ziluo sighed slightly and hugged her into his arms again, "Then you promise me to take good care of yourself during my absence."
"good!"
Her originally stiff body gradually relaxed in his arms. Her son would never embarrass her!