This Damned Sweetness - Chapter 11

Xu Qiao felt a physical dizziness.

I don’t know if it was because of too long an empty stomach, or the slap was too hard, or Cheng Lang’s “Iamwatchingyou”.

But no matter what it is, the top priority is how she can restore her image.

Although Xu Qiao agrees that it is easy to get together and go away, she still feels a little bit sad about Cheng Lang’s attitude that night. So she was very unwilling to think that this man would have “Oh, this shrew, fortunately he rejected her at the beginning”, which was so wrong.

In fact, this is the first time she has slapped someone when she grows up. It can be understood as a “passion crime” dominated by adrenaline.

She usually knows the book and respectfully.

It’s just now, how can we win over Zhao Baoxing while knowing the book and giving gifts?

Fortunately, for a moment when Xu Qiao was in a trance, Zhao Baoxing and her sisters were also slapped by the slap, staring at her dumbly in disbelief.

And when they recovered to defend Zhao Baoxing and yelled “Xu Qiao, you are sick”, Xu Qiao also thought of a countermeasure, quietly retracted his gaze from the mirror wall, and said loudly, “This slap is for Cheng Er Gongzi hit it.”

Everyone was stunned.

Cheng Lang, who was walking in, paused, his already-shifted gaze turned a corner, and fell back to Xu Qiao’s body. There was a hint of interest in exploring in his originally irrelevant eyes.

Xu Qiao stood there dignifiedly: “Miss Zhao, I know that you never wait to see me. You used to target me and slander me in the back. I didn’t care about you, but you shouldn’t be a personal grudge with me. It affects others and defiles the reputation of the second son of Cheng and even the Lanchen Group…” She said here, and asked in the attitude of “Cheng Lang-style superior”, “Do you think it?”

Zhao Baoxing obviously noticed the stop of the man behind Xu Qiao’s side, and his imposing manner suddenly became shorter.

A few days ago, Zhao Baoxing accidentally ran into Cheng Ye who was drunk late at night in Yujinfang, and heard him say desperately that Xu Qiao left in his second brother’s car.

She had always cared about Xu Qiao’s private life. She used the pretext of taking care of Cheng Ye, but she didn’t know the inside story. Instead, she was coaxed into bed by Cheng Ye.

But this did not prevent her from gossiping with a few sisters afterwards, saying that Xu Qiao didn’t know what to do, and used Young Master Cheng as a springboard to post the prince in Cheng’s parents’ room. When gossip, of course there is no lack of reasonable imagination to add oil and vinegar.

Facing Cheng Lang’s gaze from afar, Zhao Baoxing turned his head guiltily, “I don’t understand what you said.”

Xu Qiao smiled and looked at the group of good sisters around her: “It seems that Ms. Zhao has forgotten things, so many of you should remember it. A few days ago, did Ms. Zhao make up me and Cheng Er? A story about the son, telling you very vividly, with false and true?”

Someone retorted: “Who said it was fake…”

Zhao Baoxing pounded at this person with a pale face, suggesting that she shut up.

“Oh,” It’s a pity that Xu Qiao got off the hook and is waiting here, “So, Ms. Zhao did talk about me and Cheng Er Gongzi behind her back.”

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at Gao Rui behind him with a questioning look.

Gao Rui whispered: “Sorry, Mr. Cheng, the other party may be spreading something privately and in a small area. I didn’t get the news. I don’t know the specific situation…”

Cheng Lang raised his hand to gently straighten his watch, sorted and ironed the folds of the suit placket, and walked towards Xu Qiao.

Zhao Baoxing was stiff.

Xu Qiao followed the suffocated crowd and looked away, as if only then noticed Cheng Lang: “Ah, Mr. Cheng, it’s such a coincidence.” She also pointed to herself and the other person in embarrassment, “We just… “

“I heard it,” Cheng Lang stood beside her, smiling at Zhao Baoxing, “so I am also a little curious about the story in Miss Zhao’s mouth. I wonder if it is an honor to listen to the details?”

Zhao Baoxing twisted his hands in front of him, his knuckles turned white.

Of course she didn’t dare to arrange Cheng Lang, she was just saying that Xu Qiao seduce a man, but she couldn’t deny that the hero was indeed him.

She lowered her eyes and said vaguely: “I’m sorry, Mr. Cheng, it’s me… it was I who lost a word after drinking one day.”

“Everyone tells the truth after drinking,” Cheng Lang was puzzled, “Miss Zhao, this…”

“No!” Zhao Baoxing rushed to deny, but his voice became lower and lower, “It’s not true, I’m drunk and confused…”

“Huh?” Xu Qiao turned her ear, “What did you say?”

Zhao Baoxing half-concealed his face with four bright red fingerprints, and repeated it with difficulty: “I said, Mr. Cheng and Miss Xu, I was drunk and confused and made up random things.”

Xu Qiao said “Oh” and looked at the timid girls beside her: “Miss Zhao’s speech is still not clear, do you all understand? If you don’t understand, let her say it a few more times.”

“I understand…” Everyone nodded like garlic.

Cheng Lang smiled gently: “Don’t be afraid, I have a good temper, and I am not too embarrassed to correct people who know what is wrong.”

No one in the room dared to say that they were not afraid of being embarrassed by the Cheng family. This embarrassment has probably made it difficult to move in the mall ever since. In particular, the Fancui Jewelry, run by the Zhao family, only settled in Lanchen Department Store two years ago. Obviously the Cheng family can let it in and let it out.

Zhao Baoxing shivered at the overtones and bowed again and again: “I change, I will change… I’m sorry, Mr. Cheng…”

“Did I remember it wrong? Miss Zhao’s two apologizes seemed to be to me.”

Zhao Baoxing reacted in a daze, turned to Xu Qiao, and squeezed out abruptly: “Sorry.”

“Hey, did I remember wrong? Miss Zhao didn’t seem to apologize just now.”

Zhao Baoxing gritted his teeth and bowed: “I’m sorry, Miss Xu…”

Xu Qiao was reluctantly satisfied, and shook the hand that slapped Zhao Baoxing: “Oh, I’ve never encountered such a thick-skinned hand before, and my hand hurts so much. I missed him first.”

Cheng Langwei turned sideways, gave way to her, nodded to Zhao Baoxing, who was pale and blue, to sign his goodbyes, and then turned and left.

Gao Rui, who had been standing behind watching the battle, hurriedly followed the two of them, and secretly took a breath.

Throughout the whole process, Cheng Lang and Xu Qiao faced Zhao Baoxing and did not make any eye contact with each other, but they performed the “You sing and I will appear” one after another so perfectly.

This-what kind of soul is made in heaven?

This-is it the world of the strong?

Xu Qiao in front of him is also sighing with his remarkable operation.

Just after she slapped her face, she realized that the public condemning Zhao Baoxing’s behavior as a minor three was really killing the enemy and hurting herself by 800. This was a shameful scene and made herself a laughingstock.

Therefore, since the overburden is hard to harvest, she can change the motive of splashing out the basin, beautify its original intention, and make use of Cheng Lang according to local conditions.

In this way, it undoubtedly alleviated the mental impact of the picture just now.

In the face of a woman who was hurt for herself, even if Cheng Lang had any lumps in his heart, he would definitely do his best on the surface.

Xu Qiao stopped in front of the elevator dedicated to VIPs and quietly glanced at the man next to him, and she saw his eyes fall diagonally below her hand.

Cheng Lang winked back: “Give Miss Xu an ice pack to put her hand on.”

Gao Rui nodded, glanced at Xu Qiao’s palm, and found that the skin and tender flesh was really red.

He thought she was just playing taunting skills.

After Gao Rui left, Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang walked into the elevator back and forth.

There was no one in there except the elevator operator. In silence, Cheng Lang suddenly stretched out his hand in front of Xu Qiao and opened his palm.

Xu Qiao was taken aback. What is this for? Let her give him a hand to rub it?

Hey, this is a bit numb, don’t be moved to be like this.

Xu Qiao deliberately refused, but looked at the man’s slender, white, well-knotted hands, but he couldn’t help raising his hands.

At present, she reluctantly decided to accept this silent invitation, but at this moment she heard Cheng Lang’s serious question: “Teach you the correct way to slap you, do you learn?”

“…” Xu Qiao’s hand that halfway up was turned around, brushing water from the awkward air between the two, and finally fell gently to her ears, stroking her hair.

Could it be that this man had already seen that her “slaying” was not for him, and was waiting for an opportunity to retaliate?

With a restraint of “I want to kill a chicken in my heart, with a smile on my face”, she said, “Oh, good.”

From the perspective of God, the elevator operator witnessed the fleeting smile at the corner of Cheng Lang’s mouth from a perspective that Xu Qiao could not see.

This decent scum!

“Scum” took his own hand as a demonstration, and began to explain in an orderly manner: “Place the stress point here, so it is not easy to hurt yourself.”

“You must start quickly, the angle must be accurate, and the fall must be ruthless.”

“In this direction, the sound from the fan is the most beautiful.”

“The speed can be adjusted appropriately according to the height difference between you and the opponent…”

Xu Qiao just wanted to find a tricky angle to give him a palm based on the 20 cm height difference between her and Cheng Lang, to vent his sentimental hatred.

“Understood?” Cheng Lang asked persuasively.

Xu Qiao smiled and curled her eyes: “It’s always shallow on paper, and I don’t know that I have to do it personally. It would be better if someone could let me practice my hands at the moment.”

Cheng Lang pondered for a moment, then glanced at the back of the elevator operator: “I’m afraid this is not appropriate.”

Elevator: “!”

Xu Qiao: “?”

He never thought, is he the “someone” in her mouth? Xu Qiao felt a little dizzy again.

This time I should be angry.

The elevator door moved away with a “ding”, Cheng Lang signaled her first than a “please” gesture, and then walked outside and said: “Of course, I still don’t want Miss Xu to use this knowledge when it is unpleasant like today. If it happens again, you can contact me to deal with it. After all, it is closely related to my reputation.”

This is still a human word.

Xu Qiao glanced at him, and was about to part ways with him to find Zhu Li, when suddenly heard a slightly tentative female voice in front of him: “Cheng Lang?”

The two stopped together.

Xu Qiao raised her eyes and saw Wen Yue wearing a fishtail dress of the same color as her, walking towards her…no, walking towards Cheng Lang, and said with a smile: “Cheng Lang, it’s really you, long time no see.”

Xu Qiao keenly heard a kind of intriguing ambiguity from this “long time no see” and calling his name directly.

However, Cheng Lang did not respond immediately, instead, quietly glanced at the back of Wenyue-Gao Rui who was walking with an ice bag.

Xu Qiao clearly saw that Gao Rui stroked “W” forcefully in the air with one hand, while exaggerating his mouth: Wen! temperature! temperature!

As soon as Cheng Lang’s eyes closed, he smiled and nodded at Wen Yue in front of him: “It’s really been a long time, Miss Wen.”

Wen Yue smiled even more on her face.

But remembering how Gao Rui used both hands and mouth just now, Xu Qiao wanted to laugh more than Wen Yue.

She stretched her body a few times, without tensing, with a “poof”.

Cheng Lang looked down at her.

This look is a bit heavy. Although it is not a threat, it is enough to remind her: He is suggesting her that it is best not to dismantle his platform.

Xu Qiao’s eyes were sorry, but her mouth rose desperately.

Wen Yue stared at the two undercurrents inexplicably, until he saw Xu Qiao, who was laughing with trembling shoulders, held his forehead and fell back softly.

The penultimate thought before Xu Qiao lost consciousness was – fuck, she wouldn’t be the first person on the planet to faint with a smile, right?

As for the penultimate one, because she was about to faint, she was not sure if she had made a mistake–she seemed to be taken into her arms by Cheng Lang…

The author has something to say: The heavens will bring the most beautiful love to the people of Sri Lanka. You must first suffer from your will, your muscles, your skin, and your emptiness.

How can the hero of the sand sculpture fairy tale have the predecessor Bai Yueguang?