Qin Heng saw Fu Yan's car from upstairs. When he came out of the office, Fu Yan was still there.

He looked at the time, it had been an hour and a half. How was he still here?

>Is something wrong?

If anything were to happen to Fu Yan under Huo Mingzheng's nose, he would skin him alive once he found out. Besides, Huo Mingzheng and Fu Yan are quite acquainted, although not exactly friends, he couldn't just stand idly by and watch.

As soon as Qin Heng thought that Fu Yan might be in trouble, he didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. He hurried downstairs. As soon as he walked out of the hall, he saw Fu Yan pushing open the car door and running out.

The whole person seemed like a hedgehog with its spines raised, on full alert.

She hailed a taxi and left.

Then he saw Huo Mingzheng get into Fu Yan's driver's seat and drive after her.

"Azheng!"

Qin Heng wanted to call him back, but it was too late.

In the silent parking lot at night, Qin Heng stood there, shaking his head and letting out a sigh.

The sound of high heels approaching.

He turned around, Ji Qing carrying a bag in one hand and an overcoat in the other. Her figure was highlighted by a form-fitting knitted dress.

Qin Heng remembered that she had a great figure when she was in high school.

Back then, the boys in our class looked forward to swimming lessons every week. At that age, hormones were raging during puberty, and the anticipation towards the opposite sex was a mixture of excitement, eagerness, and shyness. They yearned to express their feelings but held back with restraint.

There are always some small flames burning red on your face, but there's nowhere to vent them.

Normally everyone wears loose school uniforms, I never expected that Qiqing's figure would stand out so much among the still youthful girls, even some boys didn't dare to look at her.

Even though it's just an ordinary and conservative swimsuit, she wears it with a pure desire that's even more alluring than a bikini.

Qin Heng admitted that at the time, he also looked a few more times.

It truly is, youth.

"Dr. Qin sighs every day, worried about getting wrinkles."

Ji Qing walked in front of him, with a half-smile.

Qin Heng put his hands in his pockets, and the image of her in a swimsuit during high school flashed through his mind. Strangely enough, things he hadn't thought about much before recently seemed to be playing on repeat like movie scenes in his head.

"Men age slower than women, at our age you don't have wrinkles, what am I worried about?"

"You're single for a reason," Ji Qing replied with a sneer.

Just then, two young nurses walked past from the parking lot side. As they passed Qin Heng, they shyly called out "Director," and then ran away with blushing faces.

Qin Heng raised an eyebrow and looked at Ji Qing.

That's like saying, his face is as captivating as the mountains and rivers, he's still very popular.

Ji Qing scoffed, "You can only fool those naive little girls."

Qin Heng remembered that the afternoon belonged to Ji Qing's little milk dog assistant, "Nuisance expert" sent her to the hospital.

"You're quite popular with the little cuties too, aren't you?"

Here, the two people sarcastically banter with each other, and Ji Qing's parents also come out of the elevator.

"Uncle, Auntie."

Qin Heng greeted everyone.

Ji Qing looked at him for a second, his manner was polite and courteous, she felt this fellow was truly unchanged in his two-faced nature.

Everyone who knows Qin Heng thinks he's a gentleman, but she alone knows that this man isn't like that at all deep down.

Mother Ji smiled and walked over, saying, "In two days, Ji Lin will be discharged from the hospital. Come to our house for a meal."

OK, thank you, Auntie.

"Mom, he's busy."

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Mother Ji glanced at Qin Heng and then at Ji Qing. She glared at her daughter reproachfully, "Don't speak, didn't you hear Qin Heng agree?"

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