novelraw Chapter 8: The Plot Must Go On
Chapter 8: The Plot Must Go On
Chapter 8: The Plot Must Go On
[Damn it, might as well go all the way! ]
[If I don't give you some strong medicine, you don't know how many legs I have! ]
Lu Chengwen said with a smile: "You want me to calm down? Sure! "
He picked up a bottle of foreign wine and slammed it on the coffee table: "Drink it."
First, Leng Qingqiu never drank alcohol, she had a terrible alcohol tolerance, and she would get very drunk after a little drink.
Second, Leng Qingqiu has a strong self-esteem. She has never been coerced or wronged in her life, and she has never been forced to drink.
Lu Chengwen didn't believe it, he didn't believe that Leng Qingqiu's bottom line had disappeared, and he didn't believe that Leng Qingqiu would give in to him endlessly.
I don't believe in evil!
Leng Qingqiu looked at Lu Chengwen with anger and resentment in her eyes, tears welling up in her eyes.
Lu Chengwen looked at Leng Qingqiu, who was about to explode after being forced by him, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart.
Leng Qingqiu has never been so wronged since she was a child.
He has spoiled her, licked her, and chased her for three years...
In the past three years, he has been obedient, compromising, whispering, and trying his best to please her.
She has always been aloof, but today, he wants to make her bow her head in public.
Lu Chengwen shouted to himself in his heart:
[Lu Chengwen, why are you feeling sorry for her? Don't be fooled by her small eyes, she... Anyway, you have to hold on! ]
[Don't get entangled with her, offend her as soon as possible, break up and leave as soon as possible. ]
[Wow, but those resentful eyes... Am I making a fool of myself? ]
Lu Chengwen pretended to be indifferent and said: "Don't you want to drink? If you don't drink, you just don't give me face, and if you don't give me face, you just don't give me... face! I, Lu Chengwen, am in Xuecheng..."
Leng Qingqiu suddenly grabbed the wine bottle and poured it into her mouth with her head up.
Everyone watched in silence.
Lu Chengwen watched this scene, watching the wine overflowing from the corner of Leng Qingqiu's mouth, who was noble and proud, clenched his fists nervously to cheer for himself.
[Lu Chengwen, don't feel bad, don't feel bad, don't feel bad, feeling bad for her is abusing yourself! ]
[Don't drink it, big sister! Stop drinking, you can just scold me a few words and turn around and leave, if it's not possible, you can slap me! What are you doing? ]
Leng Qingqiu choked suddenly, put down the wine bottle, and kept coughing.
Lu Chengwen breathed a sigh of relief: "Hoo..."
But before he could relax, Leng Qingqiu picked up the wine bottle and poured it again.
Lu Chengwen couldn't bear it anymore and snatched the wine bottle.
The two looked at each other, the whole private room was quiet.
Leng Qingqiu's eyes were red, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, she stared at Lu Chengwen as if to say:
Are you happy, Young Master Lu? Are you satisfied, Young Master Lu? Do you want me to drink more, Young Master Lu?
Lu Chengwen looked away in shame, not daring to look into her eyes, and whispered: "I... I'm sorry."
The manager next to him felt that he should stand up and flatter, so he clapped his hands: "Okay! President Leng, you have a good drinker, you are a heroine..."
"Get out!"
Lu Chengwen roared.
The manager was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Let's go, let's go."
All the waiters and girls hurriedly walked out.
Lu Chengwen let out a sigh of relief, stood up, and said, "Let's talk."
Walking in the corridor of the clubhouse, Leng Qingqiu was already staggering.
Lu Chengwen didn't say a word along the way, only blamed himself in his heart.
[I didn't intentionally make things difficult for you, it's just... how did things get to this point? ]
Leng Qingqiu's head was no longer clear, her steps were staggering, and finally, she staggered, Lu Chengwen grabbed her first and supported her.
The last thought Leng Qingqiu heard in her mind was:
[I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it...]
Leng Qingqiu's eyes were filled with tears in a daze: "Lu Chengwen... You are not human..."
Lu Chengwen hugged Leng Qingqiu horizontally, and sighed, "You're right, I'm not human."
Leng Qingqiu's secretarial team panicked.
They have not dealt with this situation.
The secretary-general bowed respectfully: "Well... Young Master Lu, just leave President Leng to us, we will take good care of her."
Lu Chengwen looked at them, calm and sincere: "I won't hurt her, don't worry."
Several secretaries were stunned.
Over the years, they have seen Lu Chengwen in all kinds of states.
Shameless, lewd and disgusting, self-consciously humorous, unscrupulous...
I have never seen Lu Chengwen speak such serious words with such a sincere expression and such a sincere tone.
For a moment, the girls were all in a trance.
Lu Chengwen smiled wryly: "In short, Qingqiu was hurt by me today, and the guilt in my heart makes me want to strangle myself. Please believe me, give me a chance to make amends, okay?"
The secretary-general said awkwardly: "Young Master Lu, it's not that we don't believe you, but we think..."
At this time, Leng Qingqiu wrapped her arms around Lu Chengwen's neck in a daze, and said like a dream: "Go away, I'm fine."
Both Lu Chengwen and the secretary team were a little dazed.
Is she drunk or not?
The secretary general wanted to make sure: "Mr. Leng, are you sure you are okay? Do you want Mr. Lu to take you away?"
"Hmm..."
Leng Qingqiu wrapped her arms around Lu Chengwen's neck, rubbed her face against Lu Chengwen's chest, and let out a coquettish voice.
Now the secretary team is even more confused.
First, Lu Chengwen was uncharacteristically, becoming very scary.
Now Leng Qingqiu showed a shy and daughter-like attitude that they had never seen since they met Leng Qingqiu.
The secretary-general was so anxious that beads of sweat dripped from his forehead: "Mr. Leng, I have to confirm with you, are you drunk, or..."
"Go away." Leng Qingqiu said in a daze.
Lu Chengwen hugged Leng Qingqiu and walked out of the clubhouse directly.
Zhao Gang had already driven the car over and grinned at Lu Chengwen.
The car drove away, and the secretary general stood there, frowning.
"Sister Han, this... President Leng is drunk, we handed her over to Young Master Lu... It's too unprofessional!"
Another secretary said: "The key is that we have nothing to do! President Leng is confused for a while, we can't be sure whether she is drunk and lost the ability to make normal decisions, or...Deliberately used being drunk as an excuse to be with Young Master Lu."
"But...doesn't President Leng hate Young Master Lu very much?"
"But it was indeed President Leng who took the initiative to look for Young Master Lu today, and... you saw the situation at that time."
Sister Han sighed, watched the car disappear, and said calmly:
"If President Leng is drunk, we're all dead tomorrow."
…
Zhao Gang drove himself.
While driving, Zhao Gang kept looking back through the rearview mirror with his cheap and dangling little eyes.