C20 Ling Mei

I was suddenly curious to find out more. However, these kinds of thoughts were quickly rejected by him.

The relationship between the two of them can still be maintained with difficulty. This is partly because I still have some value in using Quan Zouye, but also because my understanding of him is still a blank slate.

All he needed was a chess piece, and if this chess piece knew too much about him and understood him too well, it was very likely that he would discard it without hesitation.

After coming to this conclusion, I hurriedly suppressed the curiosity in my heart. Just as he was about to go to the bathroom, his arm was caught.

"Where to? Don't go anywhere! You can only stay by my side, even if it means your death! "

Quan Yuye's eyes seemed to have two intense flames burning within them. This kind of heat didn't only torment him, it also seemed as though he was going to burn me up in the next moment.

"Ling Mei, Ling Mei …" "Don't leave me …"

Quan Yuye continued to shout out the name, and finally fell asleep.

Early the next morning, when I woke up from my sleep, I saw Quan Yuye's handsome face.

He had to admit that this man was a favored son of heaven. Even the hangovers and indulgences from the previous night hadn't damaged his charm in the slightest. His short beard made him look even more manly.

I stare unblinkingly at Quan Yuye. My brain, which had previously crashed, finally restarts successfully. From the looks of it, what happened last night wasn't a dream, but reality.

However, this reality made me uneasy. If authority and ambition belonged to him, did that mean that he wanted to find someone to act for him?

He didn't want to marry Li Weiwei, whom his parents had taken a fancy to, because he wanted to keep the position of his beloved wife.

As I thought about it, I felt a sudden, strong sense of threat, and for a moment I began to feel uneasy, unsure of what to do next.

Looking at Quan Yuye's greatly stimulated appearance, I couldn't help but wonder if he had already heard the other party's message.

Quan Yuye also woke up very quickly, and when he raised his eyes and saw that I was looking at him, his brows instantly furrowed, and his eyes swept over me with a sharp gaze.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing. I'm just very curious about why the dignified CEO of the Quan family is so drunk. You shouldn't be that type of person to drink so much, right?"

When Quan Yuye heard what I said, ridicule flashed across his eyes. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, and he spoke slowly with the hoarse voice unique to the morning.

"Oh? You think I'm not that kind of person, and you think you know me very well now? "

As Quan Yuye spoke, he adjusted his posture to look comfortable. It was the first time I saw his relaxed and lazy posture, so I couldn't help but take an extra look.

He had to admit that the guy who was usually so emotional was now even more damn attractive!

"Of course I don't know about Chief Executive. I think the number of people in this world who know about Chief Executive are few and far between. But I do think there is one person who knows the Chief Executive very well, and you would certainly like her to know. "

Indeed, after hearing those provocative words, the lines on Quan Yu's wild face quickly withdrew as he stared at me sinisterly, as if I was his prey and would be killed instantly if I moved even a little bit.

"What's wrong? You can't say it? "

I pretended to be calm. The unwillingness in my heart seemed to have suddenly exploded out, unexpectedly I had the urge to see him fly into a rage.

Completely controlling the wild seemed to be extremely powerful, but wasn't it impossible to be with the woman he loved? I would like to see how he will behave when he learns that his secret is known to me!

"Chief Quan, who is Ling Mei?"

The moment those words left my mouth, I felt like my neck was being gripped by a big palm. Quan Yuye's figure was like a vigorous cheetah, successfully suppressing me in a single blow. A strange burning sensation came from his throat, as if it was ignited by the temperature of his palm.

I felt as if the bones of my neck were about to break under his grip.