Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Whenever Lin Qinghuan shed tears, He Yanlang felt irritated.

He leaned forward slightly, approaching Lin Qinghuan, his behavior frivolous, his words full of sarcasm, "Why did you send that kid away? Are you heartbroken?"

People who don’t know him think he is just flirting and teasing girls, but he is the only one who knows that he is jealous and has been jealous since he walked in.

Lin Qinghuan looked up and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. She was crazy. How could she pray that someone with such an arrogant personality like him would realize what he had done.

"No." She retracted her gaze and said with her head down. Having dealt with He Yanlang so many times, she also knew that the man in front of her would only respond to soft tactics and not hard ones.

If I continue to go against him in everything, I can never be sure that he will get angry and do something beastly to me.

He Yanlang threw the napkin over and said, "Wipe away your tears."

Lin Qinghuan tactfully took out a tissue to wipe her tears.

He leaned back, but his eyes were always on Lin Qinghuan. He asked again, "Do you want to change restaurants?"

"No change."

"Then order food."

Lin Qinghuan took the menu from the waiter. After what He Yanlang did, she no longer had an appetite. But if she didn't eat, he might find some excuse to embarrass her.

I felt so upset that I couldn't even focus on the menu.

"Nothing you like?" He Yanlang just assumed that she didn't like it. Seeing that she looked like she was about to cry again, he felt even more annoyed.

Lin Qinghuan shook her head, tears about to flow down again, but she couldn't hold it back, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks again, "I just... just feel a little... uncomfortable."

She wanted to say she felt uncomfortable, but in the end she said she was not feeling well. What did he do to her?

He Yanlang was annoyed. She really cared about Luo Zhouran that much. "Don't be upset. What's there to be upset about? I just asked his father to take him away, not to kill him. Why are you crying? If I let you never see him again, won't you hate me to death?"

Lin Qinghuan didn't understand what he said, and just thought it was his usual threat. She handed the menu to He Yanlang, "You choose. I'll eat whatever you choose."

He Yanlang took the menu from Lin Qinghuan, without even glancing at it, and threw it to the waiter, "Bring us all the signature dishes and specials, and a jug of fresh juice."

He wouldn't let her drink alcohol, not champagne, not wine, not sparkling water.

After taking the order, the waiter left quickly.

"Do you have classes in the afternoon?" he asked again.

Lin Qinghuan nodded, "There is a review class."

"Don't go!" he said casually again.

"The teacher will call the roll!" Lin Qinghuan said with a frown, but this reason obviously did not apply to him.

"I'll get you a work leave. I have a business trip tomorrow. Please accompany me for a day." He is going abroad this time and may be away for nearly a week, which means he will not see the person in front of him for a week.

If Lin Qinghuan was willing, he would like to take her out with him.

Lin Qinghuan's face darkened again. The word "respect" was not in He Yanlang's dictionary.

Since there was only one table of guests, the food was served quickly.

Lin Qinghuan had no appetite at first, but when she saw the exquisite presentation and the appetizing color and smelled the aroma, she immediately felt a little hungry.

No one can escape the law of true fragrance.

Food can sometimes heal your mood.

She ignored He Yanlang and picked up the knife and fork to start eating. She was really hungry after eating for so long.

He Yanlang watched her hands cutting the steak with great force, as if she regarded the steak as an imaginary enemy. When she put the steak into her mouth, her ugly face with tear marks instantly relaxed.

Is this 200 dollar steak really so magical that it can make people happy instantly?

He Yanlang tried to cut a small piece and put it in his mouth. It had no special features, and it was not even very authentic. It tasted like chewing wax. He put down his knife and fork and stared at Lin Qinghuan eating.

Her mouth was small, her cheeks were full, and she seemed to enjoy the food. After eating the steak, she ate a piece of duck breast, and her eyes suddenly brightened up again. Her temper always seemed to be like this, coming and going quickly, and she could be coaxed into good temper with a little food.

She's obviously easy to coax, but He Yanlang wondered why he always failed to coax her?

He Yanlang picked up the champagne on the table and took a sip. Lin Qinghuan's eating manners were not elegant, but she was inexplicably cute. In her eyes, eating delicious food seemed to be a kind of enjoyment, and He Yanlang watching her eat was also a kind of enjoyment.

The meal was neither pleasant nor unpleasant.

Lin Qinghuan ate up all the dishes in front of her, but He Yanlang seemed to have eaten nothing, and even only took a small piece of the staple steak.

"Do you want to eat more?" He Yanlang asked.

Lin Qinghuan shook his head and said he was full.

Then the two of them sat at the dining table in a daze. He Yanlang didn't speak, and Lin Qinghuan didn't speak either.

She sat properly while He Yanlang played with the ST Dupont lighter in his hand.

Lin Qinghuan thought he was up to some bad intentions again, but he was actually just waiting for Lin Qinghuan to rest.

Lin Qinghuan looked tall and thin, a little frail, but he ate quite a lot, and I don't know if his stomach was full.

After a long while, he stood up and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Lin Qinghuan was startled, then stood up and asked almost reflexively, "Where are you going?"

"hotel!"

Lin Qinghuan paused.

The person in front noticed it, turned around, and looked down at Lin Qinghuan, "Give a clear account of your behavior today!"

She knew that if she was caught by He Yanlang today, there would be a party sooner or later.

But I never thought it would happen in the daytime.

With just a few simple words, he walked out again. He was obviously walking very slowly and leisurely, but his legs were too long, so Lin Qinghuan had to speed up his pace.

The black Maybach was already waiting outside. It was still the man in a suit, with strong features and exuding strength.

Lin Qinghuan hid behind He Yanlang. Her social phobia made her a little reserved towards Lin Shen, a person she had only met a few times, and she didn't dare to imagine what image she had in the eyes of these people.

Fishing for girls?

A vain, gold-digger?

...

He Yanlang opened the passenger door, and Lin Shen probably knew that he wanted to drive himself.

Perhaps because he has been unreliable in doing things recently, He Yanlang asked again, "Have you applied for the route?"

Lin Shen answered respectfully. Half of his bonus was deducted, so he dared not act recklessly again. "I applied for it a day ago."

He Yanlang walked straight to the driver's seat and looked at the watch on his wrist. "Appoint Luo Yuming to the Shangjing Hotel at 7pm."

Shangjing Hotel?

Lin Shen also raised the watch on his wrist and looked at the time. It was now half past one, which meant that he and Lin Qinghuan would stay in the hotel from half past one to seven o'clock.

Looking at Lin Qinghuan's red and swollen eyes, it was obvious that she had been crying.

Animals!

Of course, Lin Shen only dared to curse in his heart.

"Ok."

He Yanlang stepped on the accelerator and the car drove out.