A photo suddenly became popular on the Internet. He saw it by chance and was instantly captivated by the familiar pair of eyes.
After thinking about it for a long time and ruling out Bai Zhilan as a possibility, he thought of her first.
As expected…
Lu Jingheng, who was always eloquent at the negotiation table, was speechless for the first time.
Especially when I met that familiar pair of eyes, my heart was pounding and I was speechless.
A dark light flashed in Su Qiao's eyes. He raised his eyebrows and sat down opposite him without paying attention to the vague gazes around him.
"Haha, isn't it handsome and cool?"
Lu Jingheng: “…” As a woman, why do you want to be so handsome and cool
Su Qiao smiled slightly, and said shyly: "A Jing likes strong, independent, cool and handsome girls, so I..."
Putting the glasses on the table, Su Qiao casually combed the hair that fell on her forehead back, and returned to her previous cold look: "But I think this is actually not bad."
"Although I don't look ladylike or pretty in a skirt, but..."
After a pause, Su Qiao said affectionately, "But as long as A Jing likes it, it's fine. As long as he likes it, I can become anything he wants me to be."
Seeing her like this, obviously unable to let go of the old love and being so humble for love that she changed herself to please the other party, Lu Jingheng didn't know what was going on, but he felt depressed.
Seeing that he didn't look very well, Su Qiao felt relieved.
His expression was also much more relaxed than before: "By the way, Brother Lu, why did you ask me to come here today?"
"Your marriage with Lu Jingwen..." Lu Jingheng said halfway and suddenly lost interest.
He didn't want to talk about it at all.
I always feel very angry.
Su Qiao curled the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a sweet smile:
"Aunt Lu told me that she would let me marry Jing when I turned 24. I'm 23 now, so we only have one year left to be together forever."
Now, Lu Jingheng felt even more depressed. He felt vaguely unhappy, but he didn't know what he was unhappy about.
After playing the role of a silly, innocent, infatuated girl, Su Qiao asked again with an understanding look, "By the way, Brother Lu, what is the matter with you?"
"I..." Lu Jingheng was choked for a moment.
When he accidentally saw that photo, saw the man in the silver-gray suit, smiling elegantly towards the sun, and saw the pair of eyes that appeared in his dreams for countless nights, a sense of urgency suddenly arose in his heart.
I had an urgent need to see her, an urgent need to take off her glasses, to take a closer look at her eyes to see if they were really like the eyes in my dream.
But when he thought about the scene when they first met, he felt a little embarrassed.
After hesitating and struggling for two days, he couldn't help but call her.
And found a seemingly reasonable excuse for himself.
The worse his expression became, the more smile appeared in Su Qiao's eyes, and his voice could even be considered gentle and soft:
"It's okay, Brother Lu, just tell me. As long as I can do it, I will definitely help."
Lu Jingheng coughed twice to cover up: "Ahem, it's nothing, I just have a project recently and I want to cooperate with Su's, and I want to get to know your father through you."
Haha, you bastard, you are obviously lying.
Don't be in a hurry, let's take it slow. One day, you will obediently kneel down and call me daddy.
"ah?"
Su Qiao was very surprised, with an innocent look in his eyes: "But I don't know much about business. Why don't you go directly to Su's to find my dad?"