"Shaking his head..." Qin Chen stood in front of the two of them with his eyes lowered.
Ken curled his lips, teasing in his eyes.
But Ben shook his head in cooperation, and then asked desperately: "Is there any problem?"
"What's the problem? Assistant Ben, do you hear the sound of the sea?"
"The sea?"
"The president is saying you're out of your mind." Ken quietly poked his elbow with the tip of his pen, his disgusted eyes full of doting.
Qin Chen looked at the interaction between the two people, and his whole body became even worse.
Without saying a word, he led Leng Qing from the conference room into the exclusive elevator.
When the elevator door opened, someone handed them a hot towel to wipe their hands with. It was obviously a standardized smile, but it made you feel real affection.
Leng Qing had never been to the private banquet hall of SR Hotel before, but as Qin Chen's female companion, the treatment and feeling were different.
The soft Persian carpet feels like stepping on clouds, and it sells for hundreds of thousands per square meter.
A distinctive feature of the carpets is the long-lasting dyes extracted from natural plants and minerals, which are composed with abstract plants, Islamic scripts and geometric patterns.
Just looking at it can make people feel the atmosphere of art.
Not to mention the famous paintings hanging on the walls, every part of this banquet day room is worthy of careful appreciation.
At this moment, Leng Qing had the illusion that her dream had come true.
The life of a prince and princess that she had longed for in the orphanage when she was a child has finally returned to reality.
As soon as the two of them reached their seats, the door of the banquet hall opened again. Leng Qing's parents walked towards them arm in arm.
The pleasantries at the airport prevented Qin Chen from paying attention to Mrs. Leng.
Now when he looked closely, he realized that Mrs. Leng and Mr. Leng were not on the same level whether it was in terms of demeanor or figure.
Usually, when attending a banquet. If a couple attends together, the woman's choice of dress will accommodate the man's to a certain extent, or she will choose the same color.
But the couple in front of me...
She was wearing a black and white color scheme that would never go wrong, but Leng Canghai looked like the secretary carrying Bai Yunxi's bag.
"I'm sorry, Madam didn't feel very well just now, so she took some more rest. I kept you waiting for so long."
"It's okay. This is where we juniors should sit. There is also a doctor in the hotel. Do you want me to arrange a check-up on Madam later?" Qin Chen nodded slightly and said politely.
"No need, Yun Xi just has the same old problem. It may be that she is not used to the environment here in Los Angeles. She has had chest tightness and shortness of breath since she got off the plane. You should have heard of our Leng family, who have been in Country M for many years. side."
"Although Luo City has developed well in recent years, the air here is really not very good." Leng Canghai curled his lips, his oily face twitching slightly.
Qin Chen did not continue on this topic and just handed over the wine list: "I wonder what uncle likes to drink."
"Me..." Leng Canghai flipped through the wine list and casually named a few names.
They are all famous but have average taste, and are rarely drunk by the real upper class.
Just when the waiter was about to leave with the order, Bai Yunxi, who had never spoken, suddenly said: "I want to drink Dai Laimao, preferably 30 years old."
"Dai Laimao?" Qin Chen repeated in a low voice with a twinkle in his eyes.
"No? Then the 20's are fine too." Bai Yunxi murmured in a low voice, with disappointment in his eyes.
"But I just want to drink this. Besides, this place is so luxuriously decorated, why don't we even have this wine?"
Seeing that Qin Chen didn't move, Bai Yunxi added another sentence.
Guangming's unabashed eyes were looking at the surrounding environment until Bai Canghai squeezed the back of her hand hard.
"That... Achen..." Leng Qing dared to imitate Raorao's call, and stretched out her hand to shake Qin Chen's arm, "My mother..."
"Xiao Chen, there is something wrong with my wife. When she is confused, she will say some strange things and ask for things that do not exist at all. Just ignore her." Leng Canghai gave an awkward smile and motioned to the waiter again. It's time to go.
The waiter smiled politely and looked at Qin Chen inquiringly.
"It's okay. I happen to have the wine Madam Leng mentioned here. I just don't know if it's the one Madam Leng likes."
"Really?" Bai Yunxi's dim eyes suddenly became bright! There was obviously an unfriendly scar on her face, but at this moment, Qin Chen still felt that she was naturally beautiful.
"Hope you'll like it."
Qin Chen avoided this topic in a few words.
With Leng Qing constantly dealing with the situation, the atmosphere was not that awkward.
After a while, all the drinks they asked for were served.
The one Bai Yunxi wanted also came with an exquisite jade cup.
Under everyone's surprised gazes, she carefully held the jade cup in her hand, holding the white jade wine bottle as if she were holding a rare treasure.
Somehow... the moment she opened the bottle, her tears suddenly burst into tears.
She cried extremely quietly, and two lines of tears slowly fell down her cheeks, with a touch of sadness that did not belong to her age.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Leng Qing held her hand with concern and said anxiously.
It can be seen that she still cares about her adoptive mother.
Bai Yunxi held the wine glass indifferently, seeming to be immersed in her own world. No matter how Leng Qing shouted, she ignored him.
"Leng Qing, your mother is already sick, why don't you take her to rest quickly?"
Leng Canghai tried to persuade him a few times, but seeing that Bai Yunxi ignored him, he simply ignored him and directly ordered Leng Qing.
What surprised Qin Chen even more was that Leng Qing actually helped Bai Yunxi away without any fluctuation on her face.
"Ben asked the doctor to take a look." This was someone else's house, and Qin Chen couldn't interfere. He only waited for Leng Qing to help Bai Yunxi out of the banquet hall before speaking.
Ben nodded and was about to dial the internal number when he saw Leng Canghai, who had just put down his glass of wine, wave his hand: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, nephew Qin, come and drink with us... the wine you have here is really good."
As he spoke, he raised his glass again.
Qin Chen saw that he was almost done drinking and could no longer speak fluently, so he waved to his subordinates again.
Ben understood, and took Qin Chen's place to sit opposite Leng Canghai.
He picked up the wine glass and sipped it slowly. He waited until everyone was almost done drinking, and then ordered the person to pack up the unconscious Leng Canghai and throw it into the guest room.
Looking at the mess on the table.
Ben shook his head helplessly: "What a waste..."
. . . . . .
Leng Qing watched Bai Yunxi finally fall asleep after being given a sedative by the doctor she brought, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
She squatted beside the bed, clutching Bai Yunxi's wrist with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Cry if you want to."
Suddenly, a familiar male voice sounded behind her.
Leng Qing looked back with tears in her eyes. Qin Chen stood one step away from her and stretched out a hand towards her.
"Thank you... I... I just..." Leng Qing took the tissue from Qin Chen's hand and wiped her face in a panic.
While wiping, he explained: "I'm really sorry for ruining a dinner party. But my mother was too unstable just now, and I was worried about her, so..."
"You're not wrong, stop squatting there, the ground is cold." Qin Chen looked at her, with complicated lines in his eyes.
"You... do you care about me?" Leng Qing stared in surprise, meeting the man's eyes, and her heart trembled.
Qin Chen's forehead and the corners of his lips curved in an arc that was unfamiliar to Nangong Yanran.
"What? Can't I care about you?"
"Still, you don't need other people's care?"
Qin Chen suddenly bent down and approached Leng Qing.
His long figure blocked most of the light in front of Leng Qing, but it also brought her a strong sense of security.
It was the first time that a man was so close to her, with that faint fragrance and gentle eyes.
Is she dreaming
"I... How come I don't need..."
"I'm just... not used to it... CEO, why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?" Under Qin Chen's "high pressure", Leng Qing mustered up the courage to finish the sentence.
Qin Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Leng Qing's wrist, pulling her up from the ground.
Even though it was just the touch of hands.
It was enough to make Leng Qing lose control!
Not to mention that the man suddenly smiled evilly at her and said in her ear in a voice that only two people could hear: "Then get used to it slowly..."
thump! thump!
Leng Qing's heart was completely shattered...
"Tell me the story of your mother, Leng Qing." Qin Chen led the shocked woman to the sofa and made her a cup of hot tea with his own hands.
The aroma of tea overflows, and wisps of white smoke linger.
Leng Qing felt more and more that Qin Chen next to her was so unreal.
The dim light is so soft that people can't help but relax their guard.
"Of course..." Leng Qing glanced gratefully at the sleeping person on the bed and said in a low voice: "It can be said... without my mother... I wouldn't be who I am now."
. . . . . .
In the monitoring room.
The two melon-eating assistants looked at the scene and were speechless.
Seeing Leng Qing's face turning red as blood, Ben couldn't help but complain: "Oh my god, my girlish heart is about to explode!"
"The CEO is so shameless. He even used a beauty trick! Is he planning to break the bank?"
Ken raised his eyebrows and cracked melon seeds leisurely. On the computer screen in front of him, the progress of deciphering Rao Rao's location had reached 99%.
"Because country M is not our home court, and we are too well-informed to check the Leng family rashly. It is not easy to get started. It is better to ask the person involved directly to find out."
"But now I really want to know how the boss would react if he knew that his wife was "living" with another man..."
"What the fuck!!!" Ben put his head over.
On the screen, the satellite image of Rao Rao's positioning finally appeared.
Although they are currently unable to monitor directly through Raorao's mobile phone, they vaguely heard a voice, a male voice that was crying like a ghost!
Definitely not the iron bull beside Rao Rao.
But how could Yuqi make such a ghostly cry
Ken and Ben looked at each other and smiled mysteriously.