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Chapter 259 How can I be worthy of my sincerity?

Qiao Xiang didn't see Pei Liyan after returning to Ludao, and was very anxious.

She didn't dare to ask Fang Mo and Siran. With the previous lessons, she knew that Fang Mo and Siran were quite indifferent to her.

In addition, today's kidnapping made her lose everything.

She could only seek a little spiritual comfort from He Zheng.

He Lan was still sleeping, and He Zheng had nothing else to do. Seeing that Qiao Xiang was depressed, he comforted her. Unexpectedly, this comfort lasted for two hours.

Qiao Xiang was silent for a while, and cried for a while, and He Zheng gradually lost his patience.

Seeing that Qiao Xiang was still crying, he said, "Xiangxiang, don't cry!"

Qiao Xiang was taken aback for a moment, obviously hearing He Zheng's impatience.

He Zheng probably also sensed the change in his mood, and smiled awkwardly. "Crying too much hurts the body."

Qiao Xiang nodded. "I know, I'm really vulnerable."

She put away her self-pity, her clear eyes were still lingering with water vapor, and she looked at He Zheng beside her with a sad expression.

He Zheng sighed: "No, it's normal for you to react like this."

"Ah Zheng, actually I was crying, not just because I was kidnapped today, I just thought that I was so stupid, why didn't I come back earlier?"

As she spoke, what she said later turned into sobs again, and the tears also gathered little by little, and were about to fall again.

But she lowered her head sadly, bit her red lips lightly, and tears fell on her legs, which really made people feel pity.

But when He Zheng saw her like this, he felt as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly. He just said he would stop crying, and it came again.

Moreover, I didn't come back before, and now I regret it, there is a fart.

If Pei Liyan didn't choose her, he naturally had Pei Liyan's intentions, and it couldn't be solved by crying.

He also started to realize today that he didn't know Qiao Xiang well.

So, He Zheng got up and stood up: "Calm down, you haven't slept all night, take a rest, I'll go see He Lan."

He stood up and left without waiting for Qiao Xiang's reaction.

Looking at He Zheng who left, Qiao Xiang pursed her lips, a look of complexity flashed out of her eyes.

Ah Zheng, do you even hate me?

After He Zheng came out, he let out a long sigh.

After He Lan was sent back, He Zheng let Si Ran take care of her.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Si Ran sitting on the sofa. Naturally, He Lan was still awake, so he asked, "Secretary Si, is He Lan still awake?"

"No, Mr. He." Si Ran nodded, glanced at him, and said, "I checked just now, Miss He Lan just drank too much, there is nothing serious."

He Zheng felt relieved and nodded. "That's good."

He walked to the sofa, sat down, and rubbed the sore brows, looking very tired.

Siran paused, hesitated, and got up to make him a cup of tea, brought it over, and put it in front of him.

The color of green tea is very beautiful, and the tea leaves float in the glass, very beautiful.

He Zheng took a look, his black eyes were as deep as a deep pool: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Si Ran said calmly.

"Si Ran, sit down and chat with me for a while!"

Siran froze for a moment, but didn't say anything, and sat down, "Mr. He is so tired, why don't you go and rest."

"Si Ran, you said that a person who was good before suddenly became a little unpredictable and his personality became bad. What's going on?" He Zheng asked suddenly.

Si Ran was stunned for a moment, and asked back, "Is Mr. He talking about Qiao Xiang?"

He Zheng understood that Si Ran was also a genius, how could he not be a talent in front of Pei Liyan.

He shook his head and sighed, the corners of his lips curved. "It's very comfortable dealing with a smart person like you."

At least understand what he said.

On the contrary, Si Ran was very indifferent, and just said: "Maybe you don't know Secretary Qiao well, or, as people grow older, there will be some changes."

"Don't talk to me about the scene, I want to know, what is your impression of her?" He Zheng wanted some kind of support, he always felt that he shouldn't think about Qiao Xiang like this.

"Secretary Qiao is very nice!" Si Ran said indifferently.

He Zheng glanced sideways at the calm Si Ran, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his thin lips.

The next second, his tall body stood up, walked up to Si Ran, and sat down beside her.

Si Ran was startled, and immediately hid on the sofa next to him, but He Zheng stretched out his long arms and pulled Si Ran into his arms.

"Secretary Si, I'm having a heart-to-heart talk with you, but you're just perfunctory. How can this be worthy of my sincerity towards you!"

Si Ran was almost stunned, looking at He Zheng speechlessly.

When she realized it, she immediately wanted to break free from He Zheng's arms, "Mr. He, please respect yourself."

"Si Ran, then tell me the truth, what is your impression of Qiao Xiang?" He Zheng took the opportunity to threaten, just to know what Si Ran thought.

Si Ran frowned, met He Zheng's deep eyes, and said, "I don't know Secretary Qiao, but you don't know Mr. He, you are childhood sweethearts, and I only got along with Secretary Qiao for a month, so I don't have much impression. "

"Oh, little liar!" He Zheng's deep and magnetic voice was extraordinarily gentle at the moment, and he once again hugged Si Ran tightly.

Feeling that Si Ran was trapped in her arms, she froze, and she couldn't help but lowered her head and whispered in her ear: "Is it so difficult for me to tell the truth?"

Si Ran froze again and was hugged by He Zheng, especially now that there were only the two of them in the living room.

He Lan was sleeping inside.

She didn't expect He Zheng to be like this.

Siran said in a deep voice, "Mr. He, please respect yourself."

"Si Ran, why am I not respectful?" He Zheng asked.

Siran pursed his lips, feeling a little ashamed, but still said with a cold face: "Mr. He, I will not accompany you to find those Yingyingyanyans of yours with your hands and feet."

"It's boring!" Naturally, He Zheng wouldn't push too much, and let go of his hand, but he leaned back, leaned lazily on the sofa, looked at Si Ran, and said word by word: "You don't like Joe?" Xiang, and it's disgusting!"

Si Ran said coldly: "No, Mr. He is wrong."

"Si Ran, the way you lie is not cute at all." He Zhengjun still had a slight smile on his cold face, but his sharp eyes were keen to see everything. "Don't dare to admit it in front of me?"

"There's nothing I'm afraid to admit." Si Ran said, "Secretary Qiao and I are colleagues, and we don't have any contact in private, so we can't comment."

"Li Yan told me that you have a bad impression of Qiao Xiang!" He Zheng raised his eyebrows.

Si Ran was very calm: "Our president doesn't gossip like that, and he won't talk about it behind his back like Mr. He."

"Pfft!" He Zheng smiled, raised his eyebrows silently, he was sure he read it right, this girl was very wary of him. "alright, you win!"

Siran's face was calm and he didn't speak anymore.

He Zheng leaned on the sofa and rubbed his eyebrows. At this moment, he seemed a little lonely.

Seeing him like this, Siran was also taken aback for a moment, is he really troubled by Qiao Xiang?

"I can't help it. I grew up with her, and I have some kind of friendship. I can't bear it, and I don't want to see her turn into someone I don't know." He Zheng said without raising his head, as if he had sensed Si Ran's thoughts. Out of his mind.

Si Ran was startled, and said softly: "Mr. He cares so much about Secretary Qiao, she knows that she must be grateful."

"Si Ran, can't you tell me something real?" He Zheng suddenly turned cold and frowned, "Am I not worthy of your trust?"