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Lu Qing heard Qin Miaomiao’s words, and his eyes suddenly beca gentle. He couldn’t help but cover her fingers with his: "I’m fine. It’s just an irrelevant outsider, not enough to affect my mood."

"But your brows are all furrowed. I really want to smooth out your furrowed brows."

Lu Qing heard her words and suddenly laughed: "Are you going to use an iron to smooth my brows?"

Qin Miaomiao was surprised by his words, suddenly recalling the iron at ho, and then gently hit his arm: "What? I’m worried about you, and you’re joking with ."

"Are you mad?"

Lu Qing looked at Qin Miaomiao, who was pretending to be angry, and affectionately pinched her puffed-up cheeks, smiling as he pulled her into his arms: "You really believed I was teasing you."

"I know you were teasing . I think it’s better for us to see Lu Xing less often. I don’t want you frowning because of him. It would make feel bad."

Qin Miaomiao said, unable to help but gently stroke Lu Qing’s forehead. Only when she saw his brows gradually smooth did she rest assured and lean against the man’s chest, listening to the strong beating sound from his body.

Lu Qing at this mont had already made a decision in his heart. Although he knew so things would be difficult, there was no better way now. He thought: If grandpa insists on letting Lu Xing work at the company, he couldn’t stop it and could only make plans after Lu Xing arrived at the company.

Mo Wenwan had been waiting for Lu Xing’s call. Although she wasn’t sure if the call would co, she was still very much looking forward to it. She had a lot to say to Lu Xing and understood her current thoughts. She wanted to confirm their relationship as soon as possible.

Lu Xing’s call ca just at the right ti, reaching Mo Wenwan when her feelings were stirring. After confirming her thoughts, many things began to change. After thinking seriously for a mont, she finally made a decision. So she squinted her eyes and said: "Alright, I’ll send you the address later... see you then."

With anticipation, Mo Wenwan briefly instructed her assistant on so things, then left the company with her handbag and car keys. Her assistant, seeing her urgency, thought sothing had happened.

Lu Xing was curious the whole way, not knowing why Mo Wenwan was so eager to find him. She also ntioned sothing important to discuss and had chosen the right place for their talk. Thinking it over, he realized the situation was more complex than he thought.

"Could it be that Mo Wenwan has thought of a good solution?"

With doubt in his mind, Lu Xing sped up, and when he arrived at the address in Mo Wenwan’s ssage, he found it was a huge parking lot; the location was nearby.

Looking at her outfit, Mo Wenwan confird there was nothing wrong. Staring at her smile in the mirror, she smiled calmly. Very confident of getting what she wanted, she squinted her eyes and said: "Lu Xing, you’re in the palm of my hand. Let’s see how you escape today."

Buoyed by confidence, Mo Wenwan’s mind was in a state of reverie. In a daze, it seed she saw Lu Xing, so she stood up particularly solemnly, even subconsciously straightening her back.

Her ample chest accentuated a good figure curve, and from afar, Lu Xing saw her. He ran a quick check in his mind and was still cautious in facing Mo Wenwan.

"Sorry, there was traffic on the way."

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