Underdog Versus Boss

Feng Qize was going through the formalities. Suddenly a few security guards came here, without saying anything, rushing up and holding him down, which made him feel baffled.

"What are you doing?"

The security guard ignored him. After a few people caught him, they quickly escorted him to the psychiatric department.

"Go, send him to psychiatry."

Psychiatry?

Hearing this word, Feng Qize was even more confused. He was escorted forward, looking around involuntarily, and found Xie Qianning standing not far away, waving to him triumphantly.

There is no need to think too much, no need to ask, let alone struggle, this dare to love is caused by her.

This woman is more difficult to subdue than he thought, and it seems that she will have to use some brutal tricks in the future.

But such a woman has more flavor, and I believe he will not be too bored in the days to come.

Standing in the corner, Xie Qianning gently waved to Feng Qize who was being held, with a smug smirk on his face, and whispered: "Mr. Mad, goodbye, good luck, bye."

After this incident, this lunatic shouldn't come to pester her again, between her and him, this is the end.

After solving this matter, she should return to her life trajectory.

Xie Qianning took a deep breath, and then walked to the gate of the hospital. At this moment, the mobile phone in his bag rang, so he stopped, took out his mobile phone, and looked at the ID. It was from Wimbledon. , Without thinking, press the answer button to answer.

"Uncle Wim, what can I do?"

"This--"

"Well, I'll be there after get off work, um, goodbye."

After speaking, hung up the phone, his expression looked a bit solemn.

Uncle Wimble asked her to eat at his house tonight, presumably to dissolve the marriage contract, even if she didn't want to go, she had to go.

She has been evading this incident these days. Every time she thinks about it, she always feels sad, let alone face it.

Regardless, let's solve it thoroughly.

After Wen Ming hung up the phone, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Lin Shufen sat next to him and saw him smiling, so she asked casually: "What is so happy?"

"I just called Qian Ning and asked her to come over for dinner today, and she agreed."

"It's not the first time Qian Ning has come to our house for dinner, don't you need to be so happy?"

"Qian Ning and Shaohua dissolve their engagement, don't you feel guilty at all? I want to persuade Qian Ning to see if we can save this marriage tonight?"

Hearing this, Lin Shufen became a little unhappy, and said solemnly, "Didn’t I tell you, this young human affairs, let’s take care of it a little bit less, the more you take care of, the worse things will go, let it go. Right. If Shaohua really doesn't like Qian Ning, you can't force him too much."

"I understand this. I just want to hear what Qian Ning means. If she also lets go, then I won't force Shaohua again."

People of the younger generation shouldn't care too much about young people, especially marriage.

"Wen Ming, do you want to tell Shaohua about this?"

"No, he seldom eats at home these days. He hangs out with that Xie Mingshan every day, and he won't be back tonight. Let him go."

Wen Ming did not forcefully ask Wen Shaohua to come back, and felt a little helpless, because his son felt guilty for being sorry for Xie Qianning.

Lin Shufen knew what he was thinking and didn't say much. From his tone, he could vaguely hear his dislike for Xie Mingshan, but he deliberately covered it up.

This marriage involves the previous generation, and their feelings are naturally deeper, and sometimes they still can’t see it and cannot understand the behavior of this generation of young people.

However, forced marriages will never be happy, and this is where they are helpless.

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