Xu Qiao felt a burst of physical dizziness.
I don't know if it was because I had been fasting for too long, or the slap was too hard, or it was Cheng Lang's "I am watching you".
But no matter what it is, the top priority is how she can restore her image.
Although Xu Qiao agreed with getting together and getting together, she couldn't help but still have a bit of grudges about Cheng Lang's attitude that night. So she was very unwilling to have such a big mistake in this man's thinking of "Oh, this shrew, it's a good thing he rejected her at the beginning".
In fact, this is the first time she has slapped someone in such a big age, which can be understood as a "crime of passion" dominated by adrenaline.
She is usually very knowledgeable and courteous.
But now, how can he completely defeat Zhao Baoxing while knowing the book and being courteous
Fortunately, for a moment when Xu Qiao was in a trance, Zhao Baoxing and her sisters were also stunned by the slap, and stared at her in disbelief as if they were dumb.
And when they came back to defend Zhao Baoxing and scolded "Xu Qiao, you are sick", Xu Qiao also thought of a countermeasure, quietly looked away from the mirror wall, and said loudly: "This slap is for Young Master Cheng beat him."
Everyone was stunned.
Cheng Lang, who was walking in, paused, his eyes that had already moved away turned a corner, and fell back on Xu Qiao, and there was a little more interest in exploring in his eyes that were originally irrelevant.
Xu Qiaoduan stood there dignifiedly: "Miss Zhao, I know you don't want to see me. You used to target me and slander me in the back. I didn't bother with you, but you shouldn't be angry with me because of your personal grievances." Involving others, tarnishing the reputation of the Second Young Master Cheng and even the Lanchen Group..." When she said this, she asked in the attitude of a "Cheng Lang-style superior", "Don't you think so?"
Zhao Baoxing obviously noticed the stop of the man behind Xu Qiao's side, and his momentum suddenly fell a lot.
A few days ago, Zhao Baoxing bumped into Cheng Ye who was drunk late at night in Yujinfang, and heard him say in a daze that Xu Qiao left in his second brother's car.
She has always been concerned about Xu Qiao's private life, and she made a pretext in the name of taking care of Cheng Ye, but the inside story was not covered, and she was coaxed into bed by Cheng Ye.
But this didn't prevent her from gossiping with her sisters afterwards, saying that Xu Qiao didn't know how to behave, and used Young Master Cheng as a springboard to be the prince of Cheng's parents' room. When gossip, of course, there is no lack of reasonable imagination to add fuel 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 is a noble person who forgets things a lot, so there are so many of you, you should remember. A few days ago, did Ms. Zhao make up the story of me and Cheng Er? A story of the son, told you very vividly, is it false?"
Someone retorted: "Who said it was false..."
Zhao Baoxing pestered this person with a pale face, implying her to shut up.
"Oh," it's a pity that Xu Qiao has settled down and is waiting here, "So, Ms. Zhao did talk about me and Second Young Master Cheng behind my back."
Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at Gao Rui behind him with questioning eyes.
Gao Rui said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, the other party may be spreading something privately and in a small area. I haven't heard the news, so I don't know the specific situation..."
Cheng Lang raised his hand and gently straightened his watch, straightened and ironed the folds on the placket of the suit, and walked towards Xu Qiao.
Zhao Baoxing froze all over.
Xu Qiao turned her head to look along with the suffocating crowd, as if she noticed Cheng Lang at this time: "Ah, Mr. Cheng, what a coincidence." Then she pointed at herself and the other side in embarrassment, "We just... "
"I heard it," Cheng Lang stood beside her, and looked at Zhao Baoxing with a smile, "so I'm also a little curious about the story that Ms. Zhao said. I wonder if I have the honor to listen to the details?"
Zhao Baoxing twisted his hands in front of him, his knuckles turning white.
Of course she didn't dare to arrange Cheng Lang, she was just saying that Xu Qiao seduced 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... I made a slip of the tongue after drinking one day."
"Everyone says the truth after drinking," Cheng Lang expressed doubts, "Miss Zhao..."
"No!" Zhao Baoxing scrambled to deny it, but his voice became lower and lower, "It's not true, I'm drunk..."
"Ah?" Xu Qiao turned her ear, "What did you say?"
Zhao Baoxing half covered his face covered with four bright red fingerprints, and repeated word by word with difficulty: "I said, the matter between Mr. Cheng and Miss Xu was made up by me because I was drunk and confused."
Xu Qiao said "Oh", and looked at the timid girls beside her: "Miss Zhao's articulation is still not clear, do you all understand? If you don't understand, let her say it a few more times."
"Understood..." Everyone nodded their heads.
Cheng Lang smiled gently: "You don't have to be afraid, I have a good temper, and I don't feel too embarrassing for someone who corrects when he realizes his mistakes."
No one in the room dared to say that they were not afraid of being embarrassed by the Cheng family. This embarrassment may make it difficult for them to move forward in the mall from now on. In particular, the Fancui Jewelry run by the Zhao family had a hard time entering Lanchen Department Store in the past two years. Obviously the Cheng family can let it in, and it can also let it out.
Zhao Baoxing shuddered at the overtones, and bowed again and again: "I will change, I will change... I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng..."
"Did I remember wrongly? Ms. Zhao's two apologies seem to be from me."
Zhao Baoxing reacted in a daze, turned to Xu Qiao, and forced out a sentence: "Sorry."
"Hey, did I remember wrongly? Miss Zhao didn't seem to apologize like that just now."
Zhao Baoxing gritted his teeth and bowed: "I'm sorry, Miss Xu..."
Xu Qiao was barely satisfied, and shook the hand that slapped Zhao Baoxing: "Oh, I've never met such a thick-skinned one, and my hand hurts, so excuse me."
Cheng Lang turned slightly to make way for her, and nodded to Zhao Baoxing, whose face turned blue and white, as a farewell, then turned and left.
Gao Rui, who had been standing behind watching the battle, quickly followed the two of them and took a deep breath.
Throughout the whole process, Cheng Lang and Xu Qiao faced Zhao Baoxing the whole time, without any eye contact with each other, but they interpreted the repeated "you sing and I come on stage" so perfectly.
This - what kind of soul is a match made in heaven
Is this—is it the world of the strong
Xu Qiao in the front is also feeling a lot of emotion about her fluent and remarkable operation.
Just after she slapped her down, she realized that the public condemnation of Zhao Baoxing's mistress' behavior was really killing one thousand enemies and harming eight hundred. This scene is disgraceful and will make herself a laughing stock.
Therefore, since the flooding is already difficult to collect, she can change the motive of throwing out the basin of water, beautify its original intention, and at the same time use Cheng Lang according to local conditions.
In this way, it will undoubtedly reduce the psychological impact of the scene just now.
And facing a woman who was hurt for herself, even if Cheng Lang had any pimples in his heart, he would definitely do his best on the surface.
Xu Qiao stopped in front of the VIP-only elevator, quietly glanced at the man next to her, and sure enough saw his eyes fall diagonally on her hand.
Cheng Lang winked back: "Give Miss Xu an ice pack for her hands."
Gao Rui nodded, glanced at Xu Qiao's palm, and found that the tender skin was really red.
He thought she was just using a mocking skill just now.
After Gao Rui left, Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang stepped into the elevator.
Except for the elevator man, there was no one else inside. During the silence, Cheng Lang suddenly stretched out his hand in front of Xu Qiao, and spread out his palm.
Xu Qiao was taken aback. What is this for? Let her give him her hand to rub it
Hey, this is a bit nasty, don't be so moved.
Xu Qiao refused intentionally, but looking at the man's slender, white hands with well-defined knuckles, she couldn't help but lift them up involuntarily.
In front of the male sex, she had no choice but to accept this silent invitation, but at this moment she heard Cheng Lang's serious question: "Teach you the correct way to slap your face, do you want to learn?"
"..." Xu Qiao's half-raised hand swerved, brushed through the awkward air between the two of them like water, and finally fell gently to her ear, and stroked her broken hair.
Could it be that this man has already seen through that her "killing spree" is not for him, and now he is waiting for an opportunity to take revenge
With the restraint of "wanting to kill a chicken in my heart, with a smile on my face", she said, "Oh, okay."
From the perspective of God, the elevator attendant witnessed the fleeting smile on Cheng Lang's mouth from an angle that Xu Qiao could not see.
This sanctimonious scum!
"Human scum" took his own hand as a demonstration, and began to explain in an orderly manner: "Place the force point here, so that it is not easy to hurt yourself."
"Start fast, angle accurately, and fall hard."
"This direction, the sound from the fan is the most beautiful."
"The speed can be adjusted according to the height difference between you and the opponent..."
Xu Qiao just wanted to give Cheng Lang a slap from a tricky angle based on the 20 cm height difference between her and Cheng Lang, so as to vent her passionate hatred.
"Do you understand?" Cheng Lang asked persuasively.
Xu Qiao's eyes crooked with a smile: "What is done on paper is always shallow, and I know that this matter has to be practiced. It would be even better if someone can let me practice my hand at this 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: "?"
It never occurred to him that the "someone" she was talking about was him? Xu Qiao felt dizzy again.
This time I should be angry.
The elevator door moved away with a "ding", and Cheng Lang signaled her first with a "please" gesture, and then walked out and said, "Of course, I still don't want Miss Xu to be as unhappy as today when she has this knowledge. 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 saying.
Xu Qiao glanced at him, and was about to part ways with him and go to Zhu Li, when she suddenly heard a probing female voice from ahead: "Cheng Lang?"
Both of them stopped in unison.
Xu Qiao raised her eyes and saw Wen Yue wearing a mermaid skirt of the same color as her, walking towards her... no, 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 the sound of "Long time no see" and calling her by his first name.
But Cheng Lang didn't respond immediately, but calmly glanced at Wen Yue's back—Gao Rui who came with an ice pack.
Xu Qiao clearly saw that Gao Rui was vigorously drawing "W" in the air with one hand, while making exaggerated mouth gestures: Wen! temperature! temperature!
As soon as Cheng Lang's eyes touched and closed, he smiled and nodded to Wen Yue in front of him: "It's been a long time, Miss Wen."
Wen Yue smiled even more.
But remembering how Gao Rui used his hands and mouth just now, Xu Qiao wanted to laugh more than Wen Yue.
She tensed up with all her strength, but she didn't hold back, with a "puchi".
Cheng Lang looked down at her.
This glance was a bit heavy, and although it wasn't a threat, it was enough to remind her: he was implying her, it's best not to demolish him.
Xu Qiao's eyes were filled with apology, but her mouth was still desperately raised in embarrassment.
Wen Yue stared at the undercurrent of the two inexplicably, until she saw Xu Qiao whose shoulders trembled from laughter, helped her forehead, and suddenly fell limply backwards.
Xu Qiao's penultimate thought before losing consciousness was—fuck, she wouldn't be the first person on earth to faint from laughing, would she
As for the last one, because she was about to faint, she wasn't sure if she made a mistake—she seemed to be... pulled into Cheng Lang's arms
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