"Boss Le, thank you for coming."
In the luxurious private room on the second floor, a group of people surrounded a man with a cold face and a noble temperament as he walked downstairs. When he passed by the bathroom, he heard a woman's voice inside.
He frowned slightly. This voice was a little familiar.
"President Le?" A middle-aged man who was accompanying Le Tingchen nodded and bowed.
"The construction project in the northern suburbs of the city is a major project of the Lele family. It is related to the investment plan for the next three years. I will seriously discuss with the board of directors who will be in charge of this matter.
…"
Le Tingchen was already used to such social gatherings. His handsome face couldn't hide his tiredness. His eyes inadvertently fell on the hall. A slender figure attracted his attention.
Take note, the woman's hair was as thick as seaweed and her exquisite curves looked familiar.
Song Qiaoen?
Seeing the young man sitting opposite Song Qiaoen, Le Tingchen's face suddenly darkened.
The accompanying staff felt a chill down their spines. Before they could react, they saw that Le Tingchen's usually cold face had suddenly turned frighteningly gloomy.
"CEO Le, there's something…"
Before a developer could speak, Le Tingchen raised his hand to signal him not to speak. He followed Le Tingchen's cold gaze and saw a man and a woman.
Back view.
The hands that were casually placed on both sides were clenched tightly, and the joints creaked. Le Tingchen's thin lips curved into a cold arc, and his fists landed on the ground.
A crack instantly spread out on the glass display stand at the side, silently but inevitably…
The people around Le Tingchen were dumbfounded. Why did Boss Le change his face so quickly? The developer's face was ashen. Did he say something wrong just now?
"Pa…"
Suddenly, someone pulled him up from the seat by the arm. The cutlery in front of Song Qiaoen rolled to the ground and shattered.
The man's strength was terrifying. She really suspected that her arm had been dislocated. She smelled the familiar scent of cologne and did not need to look back to know.
Who else could treat her like this other than Le Tingchen?
"Let her go!"
Ren Xiao was also stunned. She threw down the knife and fork in her hand and came over to hold the man's hand. He could vaguely guess who the man was, but he could not tolerate men.
"What's wrong with you?" Didn't you see Jon's pained expression? Don't you know how to be gentler!"
It would have been fine if Ren Xiao did not stop him. Once he spoke, Le Tingchen's expression became even more terrifying. Ren Xiao felt as if someone had kicked him in the stomach and he was sent flying.
She knocked over a dining table and the scene went out of control again and again.
"Le Tingchen, are you crazy?”
Song Qiaoen's eyes widened in disbelief. Le Tingchen had attacked just like that and even kicked Ren Xiao to the ground.
"Shut up! Follow me out!"
Rage burned Le Tingchen's rationality. He had warned this woman more than once! He had tolerated He Bo again and again, but this woman was getting more and more
He was insatiable! She hooked up with this pretty boy again!
He dragged Song Qiaoen to the underground garage and brought him to his Maybach to open the door. Song Qiaoen refused to go in, so he roughly pressed the button.
He stuffed her head into the car and closed the door behind him, pressing Song Qiaoen firmly into the backseat.
Song Qiaoen held back the urge to curse and bit Le Tingchen's wrist that was pressing on her shoulder. His black eyes were filled with anger and anger.
Blame.
"Let go!"
Le Tingchen's voice was frighteningly cold. He pinched Song Qiaoen's chin with his other hand and exerted a little force. A sharp pain came, and his chin seemed to be dislocated.
I can't let go.
"Song Qiaoen, you've repeatedly challenged my bottom line. What kind of result do you want? How many times have I warned you, after signing the agreement with me, you are not allowed to be with other men?
You treat my words like wind in one ear when we interact! Or do you really think I won't dare to do anything to you?”
Looking at the man's bloodshot eyes, Song Qiaoen felt that Le Tingchen was a little scary for the first time.
But the reason why he was so angry was…
Without giving Song Qiaoen a chance to think, the man's broad palm pressed down on her hand and held it behind her back. There was a sharp pain in his twisted wrist.
Song Qiaoen wanted to cry, but there were no tears. Immediately after, there was a sharp pain on his slender neck. His fragile skin was being bitten by the man wantonly. It was not a kiss, but a deliberate punishment.
He bit her as if he was punishing her, and purplish red marks quickly spread on her neck.
She could hear the man's heavy breathing and the smell of his cologne in the narrow car. The feeling of having nowhere to escape suffocated her.
Song Qiaoen's slender waist was grabbed by the man. Sensing that he was about to take another step forward, humiliation appeared in his eyes...
"Pa…"
The only hand that wasn't restrained slapped the man's cold cheek hard. Because of the force, her body trembled violently.
"Le Tingchen, do you know what you are doing? Does this mean that you like me? Is that why you fell in love with me?"
If he hadn't fallen in love with her, then what was he doing to her now? Was it a humiliation or a declaration of ownership…
Song Qiaoen, who already had an answer in his heart, had a trace of grief and disappointment flash across his eyes.
Song Qiaoen's burning gaze made Le Tingchen slightly stunned. His dark pupils suddenly contracted. He realized that he had just lost his mind and done something.
What was that? The sight of the woman's disheveled clothes and red eyes stung him. He subconsciously looked away, and the hand that was holding her loosened.
After a few seconds of silence, Le Tingchen's answer was similar to what Song Qiaoen had expected.
"Are you crazy? How could I fall in love with you? From the beginning to the end, you were just a substitute for Fang Han.”
Le Tingchen moved his lips, and his tone was cold and decisive. He did not give Song Qiaoen any leeway, but at the same time, he was warning himself that Song Qiaoen was not Fang Han. She was only
She was an actress that he had spent money to hire. It seemed that he had invested too much emotion in her.
"Then it seems that I'm too good at acting. You've always thought of me as Fang Han?”Song Qiaoen laughed self-deprecatingly, his dark eyes unable to find any trace of it.
She could turn her eyes to look outside, deliberately avoiding Le Tingchen. She was afraid to see Le Tingchen's cold gaze as if he was looking at a stranger.
Le Tingchen didn't comment on Song Qiaoen's self-deprecation. He let go of her, opened the door, walked to the driver's seat, and started the car without saying a word. Maybe he really didn't need it.
He had spent too much time and effort on a substitute.
How could he ask a woman who was good at fooling around to be like Fang Han and only have eyes for him?
After Le Tingchen's outburst this time, the relationship between the two people had a subtle change. One person's intentional estrangement from the other person's tiredness made the two of them feel tired.
With less friction between people, it was easier to get along with each other. Instead, it felt like they were drifting apart.
However, neither of them knew the real reason for this situation.
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