As if facing a formidable enemy? This description made Wan Qianqian stunned for a moment, then a mysterious smile bloomed on her face, and she reached out a hand to pat the assistant on the shoulder and left.
The repeated pats on the shoulder made the assistant fall deeper into confusion. From the beginning, she had been concentrating on studying the expression on Lawyer Wan's face. The expression on her face and in her eyes was like a hodgepodge, but now she was more and more confused.
"Lawyer Wan is really a man of God! I can't see through him. "Her brain capacity was almost exhausted, and she could only come up with such a conclusion.
After returning to the office, Wan Qianqian slumped into her chair. She used her feet to balance on the ground, and with a little force, the chair began to turn around, and her eyes closed slightly.
But she only closed them for two seconds, and suddenly opened them! The pair of lazy and confused eyes that had been closed before were now filled with a fierce aura and confusion. She hurriedly pulled out the phone that was charging from the side, pressed the power button, and her eyes never left the flashing phone screen.
It took about half a minute for the phone to be completely turned on. The missed calls and messages were quickly displayed. Wan Qianqian's slender fingers touched the missed calls, and sure enough, there were missed calls from Lu Yunxue and Wan Qianqing!
In addition, there were also missed calls from Xu Changjun, and the number of missed calls was quite large. There were also several messages, all asking her where she was, what she was doing, and so on.
Through those few words, it seemed that the gaps between the words revealed a sense of anxiety and worry, that kind of eagerness and hope filled these messages. And these emotions seemed to jump out of the phone screen, flashing in the air, and most of them swarmed into Wan Qianqian's heart.
A touch of worry also rippled in Wan Qianqian's heart. She called Xu Changjun's phone, but no one answered for a long time.
It was also time to get off work. Wan Qianqian called Xu Changjun while going downstairs. After several calls, there was no answer. Wan Qianqian bit her lower lip slightly, and a touch of faint worry flashed in her bright eyes. She habitually looked down at the ground and walked to the location of the car.
"Beep —" A harsh and loud car horn stopped Wan Qianqian's hand that was about to open the car door. Her eyes followed the direction of the voice, and what came into view was a familiar sports car.
The silver and gold sports car stopped three seconds away, and the door suddenly opened. Dressed in a matching silver suit, he got out of the car, slammed the car door shut, and leaned against the sports car. The man and the car were indescribably perfect.
At this moment, he was like Prince Charming in a fairy tale. Under her gaze, he ran to the back seat of the car and took out a bouquet of red roses.
That bright red color matched with the silver suit was simply incomparable. There were still some small water droplets on each petal, releasing the natural beauty that belonged to roses. When it was reflected in thousands of eyes, it made her pair of spirited eyes red.
Xu Changjun stood beside the car in a daze, holding the pair of delicate red roses with both hands. His handsome face was still stained with something that seemed to be blushing, and there was a flash of shyness in his narrow eyes, but Wan Qianqian didn't catch it.
"Why are you so high-profile?" Wan Qianqian's eyes did flash a trace of surprise, but soon a helpless smile appeared on her face and she walked towards him.
"Well, apologize …" Watching her walk towards him step by step, the mirror-like lake in Xu Changjun's heart rippled.
In his mind, he turned the parking lot into a church. He held the flowers in his hands and watched her walk towards him step by step. Xu Changjun stared at her in a trance. He unconsciously stretched out his hand in front of her, waiting for her to give herself to him.
The slender and delicate hand was stretched out in front of her, with layers of calluses on the thumb, index finger, and middle finger, as if it had been forged by using a weapon for a long time.
But why was this hand stretched out in front of her? Wan Qianqian frowned doubtfully, stretched out her hand without thinking and slapped his palm hard.
The loud sound of flesh hitting flesh and the slight pain from his palm awakened Xu Changjun who was immersed in the illusion. He widened his eyes in confusion. "Why did you hit me?"
"Then why did you stretch out your hand in front of me? I don't have money to give you. "Wan Qianqian frowned and asked Xu Changjun in reply, with a look of guarding her wallet.
Xu Changjun's temple twitched slightly, and his hand holding the rose tightened. A lot of anger was stored in his chest, but it was deflated in front of her unconscious face. Finally, he sighed deeply and directly stuffed the rose in his hand to Wan Qianqian.
The bright red made Wan Qianqian a little bewildered. A large bouquet of flowers with an elegant fragrance smelled a little tempting, and Wan Qianqian's slightly depressed mood dissipated a little.
"Why are you apologizing?" For a moment, Wan Qianqian still didn't understand what he meant by apologizing, so she asked curiously.
"It's … I didn't answer your call in the afternoon, so I apologize." After hesitating for a while, Xu Changjun reached out his hand and scratched the back of his head with a little embarrassment.
The reason suddenly surprised Wan Qianqian a little. After understanding it, she suddenly laughed. The corners of her mouth cracked into a big arc, and she impatiently stuffed the red rose in her arms back into Xu Changjun's arms. "What's there to apologize for? You'd better take out the flowers to coax your girlfriend." After that, she went back to the car.
At the moment when the flowers returned to his arms, Xu Changjun was a little stunned. Then, the hearty and sweet voice flowed into his ears, and the meaning of the words made him want to refute, but he couldn't say a word. A trace of disappointment flashed in his narrow eyes.
Xu Changjun looked at the beautiful blooming rose absentmindedly, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a wry smile. He muttered to the rose in a self-deprecating manner, "She never minded. I was the one who fell in love with her first."
"Xu Changjun, aren't you leaving?" When Wan Qianqian had reversed the car and was ready to leave, she looked at Xu Changjun, who was still standing in the same place, and called out in confusion.
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