CEO's Love Affairs

Tang Zhishen asked.    

Yueqing was shocked.    

She saw that Tang Zhishen had already turned around and walked towards the wine table.    

"I can't drink much."    

Tang Zhishen took out a bottle of 1982 Lafite from the wine table, took out a pair of shiny glasses, and put them on the windowsill.    

He opened the cap and filled the two glasses one by one.    

Yueqing noticed that his actions of pouring wine were also very elegant.    

Inexplicably, she could not help but laugh out loud.    

Tang Zhishen lazily narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "What are you laughing at?"    

He picked up a glass of wine and passed it to her.    

Yueqing took it and gently touched his glass. After taking a sip, she said, "All this time, I have always felt that you are people who are shady. They should be the kind of people who fight and kill. They are very rude. I never thought that in your circle, there would actually be people like you... "    

Tang Zhishen looked at her playfully." Someone like me? In your heart, what kind of person am I?"    

Hearing his question, Yueqing seriously thought for a moment. Then she replied, "You... Actually, you are more like the kind of child that comes out of a home with tutoring. Furthermore, that kind of king aura on your body doesn't seem to be formed after birth. It's... innate. "    

That kind of charm that makes one submit from the bottom of their heart is something that other people are completely unable to imitate or learn!    

This kind of temperament, as if it was born in his bones and blood...    

Every action, every word, all of them revealed that kind of crazy and worshipping charm!    

Yueqing took another sip of the red wine in the cup...    

The alluring tip of her tongue lightly licked her pink lips...    

She inadvertently made a move, but she did not know that the man opposite her had been stirred up.    

His deep eyes were slightly sunken...    

He forced his gaze away from her body. After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "I've lost my home a long time ago..."    

One sentence, five words. Cold and indifferent overflowed from his lips...    

Outside the window, the autumn wind blew past and shattered his voice into the dark night...    

At that moment, Yueqing could clearly feel the loneliness and coldness emitting from his body.    

She heard him continue, "Today is the anniversary of my parents' death..."    

His words made Yueqing's heart tremble...    

It was as if she instantly began to understand why today's him would be so lonely, why would he suddenly call her, wanting to hear her voice...    

Because, the always high and mighty and high-spirited Tang Zhishen had also become lonely and lonely...    

He also began to miss home, and missed his family!    

He did not know why, but looking at his face that was so charming that it was almost unreal...    

Yueqing's entire person walked over like a ghost, approaching him. Then, she opened her arms and tightly hugged him from behind.    

Her sudden movement made Tang Zhishen feel suffocated.    

Her deep blue eyes fiercely shrunk a few times.    

He never expected that the person who gave him warmth and wanted to give him warmth on this special day would be her.    

Qin Lingfeng - the person he hated the most, his daughter!    

Yueqing's face gently pressed against his cold and broad back.    

Her small arms hugged his waist and did not dare to use too much force.    

"Tang Zhishen..."    

She gently called out to him, "Thank you for always giving me the warmest hug when I am at my most lonely..."    

So...    

She hoped that this time, it would be her, to warm him up.    

To use her embrace to warm his lonely heart...    

Or perhaps, to warm each other up!!    

Yueqing did not know why she would do this. She actually remembered all the things he did to her during the day, but the help she received when she was at her weakest was actually the most unforgettable.    

So, take it as a form of repayment, a form of repayment!    

"Actually, I also really miss my mom..."    

She leaned on his somewhat stiff back and muttered softly.    

"So, I understand the feeling of missing you"    

...    

Her voice was like a gentle spring water that slowly seeped into his cold heart...    

At that moment, Tang Zhishen actually felt that his lonely heart was melting bit by bit...    

This kind of feeling was unprecedented!    

"Qin Yueqing..."    

His voice was actually somewhat dry and hoarse.    

He tilted his head slightly as if he wanted to look at the woman behind him...    

"Can I take it that you are trying to seduce me?"    

His Adam's apple rolled a little...    

Yueqing, who was behind him, suddenly felt embarrassed. In the next moment, she hurriedly let go of his hand.    

Her cheeks were flushed. It was unknown whether it was because of shyness or because of the wine just now...    

She hurriedly waved her hand, "No, I... I didn't mean that... "    

"Then what do you mean?"    

Tang Zhishen advanced step by step.    

Her charming eyes narrowed as she looked at her playfully, "Could it be that your Sacred Mother's heart is going to explode?"    

Yueqing was somewhat flustered by his stare, "No!"    

She denied it. Seeing that he was still closing in on her, she lowered her shoulders in frustration and said, "Alright, alright! Just take it that I'm the heart of the Sacred Mother!"    

However, Tang Zhishen stretched out his hand and pulled the petite her into his arms.    

Wrapped tightly, very tightly...    

"Let's just stay here for a while..."    

He whispered into her ear, telling her, but also telling herself!    

I might as well let myself go for once!!    

He gently closed his eyes...    

He hid his fatigue and hatred!    

That night -    

The autumn wind was cool and cool, bringing up a cool breeze...    

A corner of the rice colored curtain was lifted up, fiddling with the person who was tightly hugging each other by the side...    

Red wine, mellow and thick...    

It was overflowing with a faint fragrance...    

Two cups were placed side by side on the windowsill. As the breeze blew past, it created a faint ripple...    

In front of the window...