Chapter 892

Ye family and Chen family seem to be working closely together. The Phoenix Organization arrived here within a few days of the accident in Chongqing and provided full support. However, only a few people know about the integrity of the two companies and the small actions behind them.

Ping Qing, which could be avoided, broke out in the concealment of the Ye family, and Ye Zhixin also knew that she came to Chen Ping's dormitory and shared the same bed with her every day, but never mentioned the two aspects of the family. She had an ostrich mentality.

Escape, helpless to take a solution, but Mo Qingru's arrival is like a guide

The line, analyzing the inner barrier between Chen Ping and Ye Zhixin, it was bloody and cruel. Perhaps the one who hurt Ye Zhixin the most was the word "get out". Since childhood, this seems to be the first time I heard someone say this to me.

Heavy words, Ye Zhixin bit his lips tightly, his eyes were stubborn, and he looked at Chen Ping for a while, waiting for a hippie apologizing after he imagined that some bastard ignored this matter. In her opinion, Mr. Chen's face was definitely not thick.

Mind that you can lower your value and then coax yourself to sacrifice some precious things.

But Chen Ping didn't say anything. The two looked at each other for about five minutes and were silent. Finally, Chen Ping's glorious eyes gradually dimmed, his expression gradually calmed down, and then became cold. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ye Zhixin.

Then he turned around and walked out of the room without looking back.

One step, two steps, three steps, the dormitory is not objective. Chen Ping walked to the door in a blink of an eye. The tears that endured and there was an instant burst of burst Ye Zhixin, who had no time to think clearly what Chen Ping was proud of now, and suddenly shouted aggrievedly.

If Nalan Qingcheng was sitting here today and you were facing Nalan Jingwei, would you still be so heartless to me?

Chen Ping pulled open the dormitory door and fled for a moment. After a while, he still didn't look back. He turned his back to Ye Zhixin and smiled and said, "You don't understand yet?" Okay, I can say it more bluntly. If what happened today was Na.

If the Nalan family and the Chen family are about to fight openly and secretly during the cooperation period, Nalan Qingcheng's only idea is to do his best to mediate the conflict between the two families, rather than conveying the news from the Chen family as soon as possible.

I can be sure of this, but what about you? How did you do that if you believe in the family?

Ye Zhixin looked pale and stared at Chen Ping's back. Her mind was instantly occupied by a strange emotion. Chen Ping did not look back and gently closed the door. Before closing the door, he said lightly that you can call, but the next time you meet, a few days before

The harmony may never exist. I put your first clothes in the closet and have been washed, including those cloth shoes. If you really don’t like the current outfit, then when you leave, you will return to your original state.

The moment the door was closed, Ye Zhixin could no longer hold it back and lay on the bed, covering her mouth tightly without crying, but she burst into tears.

Chen Ping walked out of the room. Although his face was calm, his mind was not very pleasant. The expected test for Ye Zhixin should be a long time later, but Mo Qingru's appearance directly disrupted her plan. It was too sudden.

As for Chen Ping not being prepared at all, he directly exposed the problem between him and Ye Zhixin. There was no way. Mr. Chen could only gamble, betting that his training to the goddess sister in the past few days would make her feel more emotional for the time being.

If you don't convey Mo Qingru's story to the family, a goddess sister who is thinking about herself, her clothes are stripped off by herself, and her whole body is explored by her sacred left and right hands. If you miss it, according to Chen Ping's stubborn personality in treating certain things

, there may not be regrets, but there must be regrets.

Turning around and going downstairs, Chen Ping looked up slightly, and was stunned. A woman who should not be left here now sat quietly on the stone bench downstairs, quiet and peaceful, with a lifelike phoenix sitting on her turbulent chest.

The logo highlights the already spectacular chest scenery to highlight a sense of sacredness that makes people feel blasphemous at first sight.

Mo Qingru! She had just become the third vice captain of Phoenix, obviously had strong adaptability. She sat in front of Chen Ping, did not get up, looked at him, and had clear eyes.

"Why don't you leave?" Chen Ping said lightly, walked over and sat opposite her. On the stone table was a Go board, densely packed. Except for a clear word on Tianyuan's position, Chen Ping was also quiet.

Jing looked at her, but her eyes did not have the enthusiasm that should have been revealed.

The first is that he feels that the other party does not need those hypocritical and pretentious things at all. Phoenix's purpose has always been like this. It is fair to exchange absolute interests for equivalent loyalty. It is not much effort and reward for it. But it is definitely not

Young Master, Mo Qingru wants to gain status in the Chen family, and it is useless to rely on Chen Ping's alms to create a pretty face that does not contain true feelings. The second is that Mr. Chen's own little intention is at work, although she brings it today.

The news is very valuable, but she and Ye Zhixin are in the current state. She occupies the vast majority of reasons. She stands in a man, especially since she was a child, who has been looking forward to the 3,000 beauties in the harem, and each of them is a national and beautiful male animal.

From the perspective, Chen Ping really can't have much favoritism towards her.

Mo Qingru nodded, held her cheek, looked at the white words on the Tianyuan position of the chessboard, and was in a daze, as if thinking about the meaning of its existence.

Chen Ping saw a box of women's cigarettes on her left hand, hesitated for a while, took out a pack of cigarettes, put them on the table, lit them, took a deep breath, looked at the calm woman in front of her, and suddenly squinted her eyes.

You can tell softly that with your ability, you can know the specific dynamics of the capital, and you are very strong.

Mo Qingru nodded and her reaction was mediocre. This seemingly flattering word seemed to have little effect on her.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes tighter, and he blew the ashes, and asked inadvertently: "Longhun knows? The signature organization of the Ye family, you are now the youngest senior executive of the Ye family, and some people come to others.

You should also know about confidential things?

Mo Qingru's fingers shook slightly, and subconsciously pulled out the mint-smelling woman's cigarette, lit it, and continued to remain silent.

Chen Ping sneered and said lightly that Ye Zhixin is here, you should also understand it? Tsk tsk, even though he knew that the important members of his old boss were here, he still came to me to show his attention. Well, I can understand it.

Are you feeling?

Mo Qingru smoked gently, calmly speaking. Chen Ping's face, which could only be considered eighty-fifth in his heart, became more and more hazy under the moonlight, and broke through the ninety-minute mark in one sentence.

However, Chen Ping had no desire to appreciate. Seeing the lady's cigarette in the other party's hand gradually burning out, but she had no intention of speaking. Chen Ping slowly stood up, his originally peaceful aura gradually became sharp and his eyes were cold.

"Want to know my life goals?"

Mo Qingru suddenly spoke, smiled slightly, with a very miserable and brilliant look.

Chen Ping's eyes flashed and he said lightly that he was not interested. I just want to understand your mood now.

"Let me finish." Mo Qingru directly interrupted Chen Ping's words, with a stubborn expression.

Chen Ping slowly lit a cigarette without saying anything. The subtext was obvious. If a cigarette was time, he would take action if he had no clear reason to convince him.

Mo Qingru took a deep breath and told herself, her eyes were confused and she said softly that I have a very powerful and ambitious father. Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe him as a conspirator. He can barely be considered a person who can do anything to achieve his goal.

The pseudo-hero, my current status in the Ye family is, one because of my grandfather's influence, and the second is that he has won me for me, isn't he very glorious? When I was very young, he did it for me and for his own

My daughter set a life goal. I remember that when I was less than ten years old, I was confused and didn't know how to refuse, and I couldn't refuse at all. I accepted it, and then I carefully implemented it, supervising Li Boxing, but I had to do it in the Ye family.

A very good woman, elegant, virtuous, understanding, well-educated, and very tiring.

Mo Qingru suddenly stopped talking, looked up at Chen Ping, smiled gently, and said, "Do you know what my life goal is?"

Chen Ping remained silent, and a cigarette in his hand was about to burn out, indicating that his final patience would also disappear.

Mo Qingru was not anxious or slow, and continued to say that my goal was to do whatever it takes, even shameless seduction. As long as you can climb Ye Tingtao's big bed, even if you succeed, it is very interesting, right?

Chen Ping finally spoke, but threw away the cigarette butt and said lightly that it was interesting, then what?

Mo Qingru's eyes became brighter and brighter, with a nearly crazy pathological condition, he looked straight at Chen Ping and said softly that I was twenty-seven years old, and I had the right to choose my own life and direction, and also the right to choose the big tree I depend on.

My current goal is to climb onto Chen Shao's bed. I think it is difficult for the Ye family, which is not harmonious and has branches in a mess, to climb onto Ye Tingtao's big bed and to climb onto Chen Shao's big bed.

It's smaller than the former, right?

Chen Ping smiled and thought, looking at the woman whose face was around 90% and whose figure was extremely golden ratio, he said lightly, just like that, give me a reason.

"I'm still a virgin."

Mo Qingru is simple and straightforward.

Chen Ping grinned slightly, walked over directly, hugged Mo Qingru into his arms, and walked directly through her collar with one hand, holding the big white rabbit on her chest, and kneading it hard, as if he had tonight with Ye Zhixin.

He finally found a breakthrough in the matter, and his face looked ferocious.

What a wonderful touch.

Mo Qingru's body trembled slightly, her eyes were stunned. Although she said it was easy to climb onto Chen Ping's bed, she didn't seem to expect it to be so simple. She glanced at Chen Ping's slightly ferocious face, and she felt panic for no reason.

But I closed my eyes, endured the pain in my chest, and tried to find the faintest hint of pleasure.

Chen Ping rubbed the delicate and beautiful things in his hands, without any sympathy and sneered onto my bed. He said, "Ha, let me tell you clearly that it is indeed simpler and much simpler than climbing onto Ye Tingtao's bed, but I

It's easier to kick you off the bed, beautiful woman, to say this, do you still have to go to bed?
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