President, Lingering Is Not About Love

That year, the prosperity under the cherry blossom trees disappeared, leaving only a side of love. Is it love? Or is it just pure curiosity? No matter why, he remembered the petite figure under the cherry blossom tree. Listen to her, her surname is Ling. From now on, whenever he meets a woman named Ling, he will look at her twice. Could she be the woman whom Sakura ordered him to sleep with that year? He, Sikong Che, is the president of Sikong International, acting vigorously and resolutely. His words can shake the world. She, Ling Xiqing, the daughter of the Ling Group, is gentle and kind. Her smile can amaze the world. The world only knows his cruelty, but how do they know his tenderness? The world only knows her tenderness, but how does it know her cruelty? Six months. It is the communication between heart and heart, the collision of love and love. He is walking on the edge of good and evil, and she is on the boundary between love and hate. His heart was fixed on that woman, but his eyes were fixed on her. But only for the bright red blood in that petite body. Playing with power, playing with power, playing with emotions. Sad feelings, sad love, even more sad. When she finally understood that there was only her seriously ill sister in his deep and blurred eyes, Her heart died. For love, you have to give. Even death is not a pity. "Sikong Che! You have never loved me, right?" "I might as well tell you, if it weren't for your blood that could save her, I wouldn't even bother to look at you!" She was wrong. It's her overestimation. She thought that those six months of warmth and pampering were love. But she never thought That is his love for another person: How can I extricate myself if I love you to the core? Finally... Awake... Separated But in the past six years, what cannot be seen is the joy, but what can be seen is longing. When she was far away from him, he realized, The person in her heart has long since changed, and she slowly stole his heart. Be the only mistress in his heart. But how dare he see her. He was afraid of seeing the boredom and hatred in her eyes. But how could he know six years He was never far away in her heart. It's love, it's hate, or it's half love and half hate. "If life is what you want, then... I'll give it to you!" －－－－Ling Xiqing