Chapter 12 Hot Butterfly Tattoo
He is not the man I met at the Hongjiang Hotel.
He is actually Liang Jincong?
She thought at the time that she was Mr. Liang’s assistant or something.
He came with a backlight, and the eyes of almost everyone around him fell on him. He was born with extraordinary dignity, and the glare of the spotlight made Meng Ying pull her eyes back. She coughed, this When she heard Hanna calling her name with a stiff accent, she quickly smiled and vaguely noticed that Liang Jincong's eyes fell on her.
But Meng Ying didn't dare to raise her eyes.
She stood behind Hanna, helping the two of them translate. When Liang Jincong said something, she would translate it. The man's voice was deep and mellow, like a mountain spring, and seemed to flow to her heartstrings involuntarily.
Meng Ying worked hard, put her hands behind her back, and pinched her fingers secretly.
The slightly dull pain kept her brain awake. She lowered her head slightly and placed her ear next to Hanna. Listening to her words, she was stunned for a moment. After receiving Hanna's confirming look, she gasped slightly. He took a breath and then raised his eyes to look at Liang Jincong.
"Mr. Liang."
Liang Jincong looked at her, waiting for her to speak.
Meng Ying suddenly met his gaze, her dark amber pupils were like a deep whirlpool, and like a starry sky curtain, deep and mysterious. She was stunned for two seconds, and then said, "Hanna wants to Let me tell you a cold joke."
Liang Jincong looked at her with gentle eyes, nodded, and motioned for her to tell you.
He was very serious and serious, which made Meng Ying rack her brains to think of a bad joke that was about to burst out of her throat. She was thinking at that moment whether it would be rude, after all, he was so serious. Listening.
Hanna called her in German, "Warbler."
Meng Ying clenched her fingers and mustered up her courage, "I have a job that I'm amazed by. Do you know what it is?"
"Huh?"
"Digging for lotus roots!"
After finishing speaking, Meng Ying turned her eyes aside and lowered her head, not daring to look at him anymore. Her fingers were tightly stretched, her cheeks were red like a ripe apple, and even the tips of her ears were red. Meng Ying He lowered his head on the ground and tried to quickly find a crack to get into, his heart pounding and almost beating out of his chest.
Hanna laughed loudly and heartily, she clapped her hands, "Wow!"
Ye Qingtan couldn't help but laugh and poked Meng Ying's arm.
Liang Jincong watched the woman lower her head. The distance between the two of them was very close, so close that he could clearly see the tiny white down on Meng Ying's cheeks, and she lowered her head as she did so, revealing Her long and slender neck, covered by a light blue collar, extended downwards, and a small red mole could be vaguely seen.
As she lowered her head and raised her head, it was looming.
Her face turned red from embarrassment, and the small red mole seemed to be getting redder and dripping with blood.
He smiled.
Meng Ying's cold joke did not fall to the ground.
Meng Ying's eyelashes trembled.
The topic returned to normal. Liang Jincong, Hanna and others came to the second exhibition hall. Meng Ying was sitting next to her as a translator. The most important thing was to briefly explain the ancient cultural relics in the booth to Hanna.
Hanna asked about the history of the blue and white porcelain vase in front of her. If she explained it in detail, it would probably not be enough all morning. However, Hanna was overwhelmed by the ancient cultural relics on display and took out her mobile phone to take pictures.
No matter what Hanna asked, Meng Ying could translate it accurately. Even if it was some complicated professional vocabulary, she would only think about it for a few seconds.
Secretary Bai, who was standing behind Liang Jincong, couldn't help but admire him.
She has a master's degree from Cambridge and is proficient in English and French, although not German. However, the languages of various countries are different from each other, but they also have subtle similarities with each other.
It can be seen from the look and fluency on Meng Ying's face that Meng Ying's German is very professional.
Secretary Bai couldn't help but look at the tall and stalwart figure of his boss. BOOS was proficient in German, so he didn't need to bring a translator to meet Hanna this time, but Hanna actually did. Unexpectedly, it was Miss Meng Er.
That night, BOSS called her phone. She rushed over and watched BOSS holding Miss Meng Er. It was obvious that Miss Meng Er was drunk. She grabbed BOSS's clothes with both hands, and she was wearing a suit. , leaving crumpled folds.
Secretary Bai is the chief secretary of Boyu Group, the mainland subsidiary of Hong Kong Zhongnuo. Liang Jincong comes to Boyu Group every two months and spends four or five months in Hongjiang City a year.
Hanna lingered in the museum. She even bought some peripheral products. When it was almost noon, she reluctantly left, saying that she would come again next time, and then asked Mia to add Meng Ying's contact information.
The place for lunch is Qunhe Restaurant, and the signature dish is Cantonese cuisine.
When they got there, Meng Ying discovered that it was the restaurant Liang Jincong had booked. The waiter led them to the private room upstairs.
Liang Jincong showed his kindness as a landlord. He handed the menu to Hanna, and then handed another one to Meng Ying. She looked down at the man's hand bones that looked cold white under the light, and the silver steel watch strap. With a circle of natural cold light, she was slightly lost in thought, but Ye Qingtan took the first step.
"Yingying, what do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine. Teacher Ye, please order first. I have lost weight recently."
Ye Qingtan pinched Meng Ying's waist. , "You are so thin, why should you lose weight? But Meng Ying, your figure really fascinates me. Do you have a boyfriend? Do you want me to introduce you to one? A handsome young man came to our studio recently. He is young and vigorous." Fresh blood."
Meng Ying blushed.
“Teacher Ye, I don’t have a boyfriend.”
Liang Jincong clenched the silver spoon in his hand slightly, and glanced at Meng Ying's face from the corner of his eye.
Ye Qingtan regained her composure. She almost showed her bestiality and forgot where this place was. After ordering a few dishes, Meng Ying ordered a glutinous rice chicken and a soup and closed the menu. She introduced the Chinese food to Hanna and Mia in German. During the meal, the men were very well-educated. The spoons occasionally made slight noises when they collided. It was relatively quiet at the dining table. Meng Ying and Ye Qingtan also focused on eating the food in their bowls. , only Hanna occasionally chatted with Liang Jincong, and Meng Ying acted as translator.
The Cantonese dishes served today are more traditional, including barbecued pork, shrimp dumplings, imperial concubine roast goose, soup and other drinks. I casually ordered a few cups of fruit tea.
She took a bite of the shrimp dumplings, and the soup splashed out. Meng Ying had already paid attention to it, but the soup was rich and fresh, and a few drops still fell on her clothes. She sorted it out in a hurry, and handed it to her with one hand. Here are two tissues.
Meng Ying subconsciously took it and thanked her.
After wiping, she suddenly realized that the direction she had handed the tissue to seemed to be Liang Jincong.
She couldn't help but squeeze the tissue in her hand tightly, forming a crumpled ball in her palm.
In the air, there is the fragrance of rice and a faint smell of cedar.
Lingering.
Out of the corner of her eye, Meng Ying looked in his direction. At this moment, he took off his suit. He was wearing a vest and a white shirt of the same color as the suit. He had a silver metallic collar clip pinned to his tie. Meng Ying's remaining The light can only see here.
Between each other, the box was quiet and no one made a sound.
The only sound is the slight collision of tableware while eating.
Meng Ying could still hear her own heartbeat, beating loudly in her chest, so clearly.
Ye Qingtan lowered his head and bit his ear with her, "We actually had lunch with Mr. Liang. Oh my god, I can't even think about it."
Meng Ying didn't even dare to think about it.
She actually had lunch with this legendary figure.
And he is so young and handsome.
She met him twice, but a person like him would not remember her.
But he handed me a tissue so naturally. Was it just because of his gentlemanly qualities?
Meng Ying's heart grew wildly with cotton wool, and she kept cutting it, feeling bored in her heart.
This feeling is very strange and subtle.
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After lunch, we were on our way to the golf course.
Liang Jincong was sitting in his car and heading there. Meng Ying, Hanna and others were sitting in another car, and Akang was driving.
After Ye Qingtan got in the car, he couldn't help it anymore and quickly grabbed Meng Ying's hand, "Where are the tissues? Where are the tissues that Mr. Liang handed over? You won't throw them away! Oh my God! , how can you throw it away? I'm going to frame it and keep it!"
Looking at Meng Ying's empty palm, Ye Qingtan let out a cry.
Ye Qingtan took out his wallet, an off-white wallet, from his bag, "Wait a moment, find an opportunity and ask Mr. Liang to sign it."
"I'm afraid I can't"
"Why not? You are Sister Na's translator. You have been following Sister Na, and you have more opportunities to contact Liang Jincong. Just mention it casually, and he should be able to sign it. Good girl, it's up to you!!" Ye Qingtan said, He opened Meng Ying's bag and stuffed her wallet inside.
“When I get home, I will frame this wallet and coat it with a film. I will touch it when I use it. From now on, I will not use my mobile phone to pay, I will use cash!!”
"However, Mr. Liang is really as handsome as the rumors say. If this face was parachuted into the entertainment industry, he was parachuted in at 11:59 pm, and at 01:01, his face would detonate the hot search on the Internet and become the top trend. He is very gentlemanly, and you don’t even know it. I looked at him, and my heart rate soared to 190, and I was about to explode." As he spoke, Ye Qingtan covered his chest and leaned on him. on the back of the chair.
Although Hanna and Mia couldn't understand Chinese, they just smiled when they saw Ye Qingtan like this.
Meng Ying said simply, "My friend and I both met Mr. Liang for the first time. He is very powerful. We were both nervous and excited."
Mia also covered her chest, "Me too, I just didn't show it. The moment I saw Liang, my heart stopped beating. But I don't know how to make emergency calls and call for help in Chinese. I even forgot my native language in an instant. I can only look at you helplessly, but you are communicating with Hanna, so I can only breathe hard and survive, relying on my strong willpower."
Listening to Mia is half serious! If it was half a joke, Meng Ying couldn't help laughing.
The car went along the way and dropped off Ye Qingtan after two intersections. Ye Qingtan had an appointment in the afternoon and could not play golf. She solemnly made a begging expression. Meng Ying nodded and accepted.
40 minutes later, we arrived at the golf course.
Meng Ying has been to this stadium several times before.
Dong Zhilan likes to take her with Meng Yuan when discussing business. She is very familiar with the court inside and takes Hanna and Mia to the locker room with ease.
The men's and women's locker rooms are adjacent.
Shared common room.
Meng Ying changed her clothes and walked out, and happened to see Liang Jincong in the lounge.
He turned around and his eyes slid down the woman's slender legs and landed on her ankles. Her skin was as white as jade, and there were green butterfly tattoos on her ankle bones.
Feeling his gaze, Meng Ying subconsciously turned her body sideways and blocked the tattoo with her body movements.
But that tattoo was faintly hot.
With the warmth in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)