"You never end! I don't know you again!" An Ziqing said displeased.
"No end, my name is Ling Chuan, president of GE Group, the eldest son of the Ling family, now I know each other." He said.
"GE Group? That GE?" An Ziqing had heard of this company.
Before the GE president came to Denmark, the news was also released.
I heard that he has done a lot of good things.
She remembered, she had seen his interview!
"Yes, that's GE."
"I watched your interview!" An Ziqing said, taking a look at his hand, "You didn't show up, but your hands are photogenic! Your hands are beautiful!"
An Ziqing felt particularly speechless after finishing the exaggeration.
What's the situation, she's still praising him!
"I know, you said it before." Ling Chuan said.
"..." Seeing him looking at himself so seriously, An Ziqing couldn't help but said: "I look exactly the same as my sister. They are twins. I don't blame you for acknowledging the wrong person, but I have already told you! You should know Now! I'm not her!"
"You are An Ziqing, not An Qiyan. You think of yourself as An Qiyan."
An Ziqing found that he could not communicate with him.
"My daughter and husband are still injured, so don't be nervous in front of me. If you say more, I won't be polite to you." An Ziqing walked away from him.
Every time she treats him so indifferently, his heart seems to be dripping blood.
But she couldn't feel it.
"An Ziqing!" Ling Chuan held her hand and refused to let go, "Follow me! I will remind you of me!"
"You are sick! I don't know you at all, didn't I say!!" An Ziqing threw him away impatiently.
"You are the one who is sick! Gallo broke us apart! You completely forgot about me now, thinking that you are An Qiyan, and you are the one who is sick!"
This sounded like An Ziqing was scolding her.
"Shen-jing-illness!" An Ziqing walked away directly, not wanting to bother.
But Ling Chuan didn't let it go, strode to keep up and wanted to hold her hand again.
Something cut his wrist.
Ling Chuan withdrew his hand in pain.
Seeing An Ziqing holding a knife in his hand.
Look down and look at the waist.
The knife is his!
She cut his wrist directly with it.
"I said, if you pester me again, I will be welcome!" An Ziqing said coldly.
Seeing the blood on Ling Chuan's wrist, she didn't frown.
"You really are An Ziqing! Trust me!" Ling Chuan didn't care about the injury on his wrist at all.
Seeing her like this, he almost begged.
"You believe me too, I really am not!" An Ziqing walked away.
Ling Chuan still has to catch up, "An Ziqing! Gallo lied to you! I don't know what happened to you! I don't know what Gallo did to you! But you are mine!"
An Ziqing thought it was funny, "I am not yours! I won't be in the future!"
"An Ziqing!"
"Are you annoying!" An Ziqing turned around, with the knife against his heart, "You take a step forward, and the knife will go in!"
Ling Chuan didn't even look at the knife.
Just stepped forward.
The tip of the knife went directly into his heart.
An Ziqing opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously wanted to remove the knife.
Ling Chuan held her wrist, "You are obviously alive, but you don't remember me! What's the point of being alive!"
"Don't mess around!!" An Ziqing tried to withdraw his hand. (End of this chapter)