Chapter 1005 Don’t Pretend to Be Innocent in Front of Me (5)

"I..." Fearing that Qin Yinan would suddenly change his mind and let her go, Cheng Qingcong hurriedly blurted out one word. Then she bit her lower lip and struggled for a long time before whispering: "... Mom will come to Beijing next Tuesday..."

Qin Yinan seemed to be confused by her meaningless words. He was stunned for a moment while holding a cigarette, and then asked: "Does it have anything to do with me?"

Does it have anything to do with me?

The fluttering rhetorical question was like a sharp knife, piercing into Cheng Qingcong's heart, causing the blood on her face to fade instantly.

It doesn't matter...he and her have divorced...

What Cheng Qingcong wanted to say next was blocked by Qin Yinan, and he couldn't say a word.

Qin Yinan stared at Cheng Qingcong for a while, then realized that he had remembered something. He frowned slightly and asked aloud, "Don't your parents know about your divorce?"

Cheng Qingcong bit her lower lip hard with her teeth, without making a sound, but her head slowly lowered.

Her reaction made Qin Yinan realize that he had guessed correctly. He stared at the top of her head for a while and finally understood why she came to him. He immediately narrowed his eyes and asked, "So, you came here to Do you want me and you to pretend that we are not divorced in front of your mother?"

Cheng Qingcong lowered her head even further, and she said "Yes" in a low voice.

Qin Yinan suddenly laughed out loud, scornfully and disdainfully: "I didn't expect that you are such an incorrigible ****, and you are always trying to lie to others."

Cheng Qingcong's body trembled slightly, and she pinched the palms of her hands harder. It hurt until the end, and she was so numb that she couldn't even feel the pain.

Her appearance somehow touched the chord in Qin Yinan's heart, making him inexplicably irritable. He pressed the cigarette butt in his hand hard into the ashtray and stood up from the chair. , took the documents on the table, and walked out of the office door while gritting his teeth and said: "I tell you, don't even think about it. I will never try my best to deceive or persuade people like you. You'd better tell your mother honestly that we have nothing to do with it, I still have a meeting to attend, you can do it yourself..."

When Cheng Qingcong walked by Qin Yinan, she didn't know where she got the courage to raise her hand and grabbed his collar.

Qin Yinan stopped and scolded loudly without thinking: "Let go!"

Cheng Qingcong grabbed Qin Yinan's shirt-clad hand, trembled hard twice, relaxed a little, and finally tightened it again.

Qin Yinan turned around and was about to take the document and slap Cheng Qingcong's hand away, but he saw her tears falling on the back of her white hand that was holding his shirt.

Qin Yinan's movements suddenly stopped as if his acupuncture points were tapped. A sharp pain appeared in his heart as if he had been lightly pricked by a needle. The pain made the irritability in his heart even more intense. With such intensity, he couldn't help but roared angrily: "Cheng Qingcong, stop pretending to be innocent in front of me, I feel sick just looking at you!"

Cheng Qingcong, who had his head lowered, raised his head and looked at Qin Yinan like a reflex, as if he didn't recognize him.

She opened her mouth to him, grabbed his little hand on the lapel of his clothes, and moved it twice uneasily, as if she wanted to let go, but she didn't let go.