In fact, Wen Qiang had prepared the flowers in advance.
She knew this battle would be won. Because of Tang Xu, we must win.
After the anonymous trustee sent the flowers, Wen Qiang hurried towards the parking lot alone and low-key.
Her long eyelashes fluttered gently, and her heart trembled slightly.
Recalling Tang Xu in the court, wearing the neat black suit of a prosecutor, with a heroic appearance, arguing and making impassioned speeches, her handsome features like stars and swords forcing the bad guys to show their despicable true colors, her cheeks gradually began to smile. It was stained a burning cherry red, and her heart beat uncontrollably.
"Now that you're here, you should say hello before leaving, Miss Wen."
A familiar voice came from behind, getting closer to his ears.
Wen Qiang suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and slowly looked back.
Tang Xu was still wearing the prosecutor's uniform, his body was as tall as a bamboo, he raised his long legs and walked to her, "Also, should you tell me what the flowers you gave me mean?"
Wen Qiang secretly calmed down and met his bright gaze, "Sunflower Lily, the language of flowers is victory."
"Oh, I thought I liked you." Tang Xu tilted his head and leaned slightly towards her.
Wen Qiang's heart trembled, her narrow eyes narrowed, "Tang Jian, you are quite humorous."
"Humorous?"
Tang Xu's breath was slightly suffocated, and his eyes were searching between her brows, "Didn't you make me misunderstand again? Last time it was a kiss, this time it was flowers, next time... what will it be? I Looking forward to it a bit.”
"Then just look forward to it, there won't be a next time anyway."
Wen Qiang felt a surge of mania and depression inexplicably, and she turned around and wanted to leave from him.
Tang Xu slammed her against the wall. The strong muscle lines of his arms flexed slightly, making his suit look slightly tight. "Miss Wen, what are you doing... hanging me? Do you think so?" Is it fun to play?"
He was single, had never eaten pork, and had never seen pigs running around. His words were harsh and made people choke.
Wen Qiang smiled with red eyes, "What, Tang Jian can't afford it?"
Tang Xu suddenly felt the desire to win and curled his lips, "We haven't played yet, how do you know I can't afford it?
Miss Wen, you said last time that you didn't mind playing emotional games with me. I, Tang Xu, am a person who likes to pursue excitement by nature. If you don’t want to be serious, then I can accompany you to the end. "
Wen Qiang's throbbing heart suddenly sank, and an obscure sadness spread in her chest.
She knew that Tang Xu was a good man. After passing this village, there might not really be this shop.
But the original family is fragmented, and the self, who is glamorous on the outside but rotten and numb on the inside, is really worthy of him, right?
This is none other than Qiao Qiao’s biological brother.
She wasn't worthy of talking about feelings and didn't want to delay him, but she really...
"Tang Jian, that's all. It would be rude if I didn't accept your challenge."
Wen Qiang swept away the gloom in her heart, smiled sweetly, and hooked her little finger in front of him, "I only play games, not talk about feelings. We make an oath by hooking up."
Tang Xu lowered her ink feather-like eyelashes.
She pursed her lips slightly, feeling resentful. However, at this moment, the man raised his hand and took off the golden badge that he had worn on his chest for nearly ten years. He took her hand and placed the badge in her palm.
