Chapter 1792 Ling Yunzheng

"No need, I'll go directly to your school." The man said simply, "Let's have dinner together tomorrow night."

"No problem!" Qing'er hung up the phone contentedly.

She turned over in bed, thinking that after taking this strong medicine, she didn't believe that A Yao, the dead boy, could still sit still.

The next evening, Qing'er walked out of the building of the School of Physics and saw a man in a suit sitting on a bench from a distance. He sat casually, but his long legs were quite eye-catching.

Qing'er immediately laughed and waved: "Hey! Here!"

The man stood up and walked towards her, and soon stood in front of her. He looked her up and down for a while and smiled: "Not bad, you've gained a little weight. Are you finally willing to hire a chef?"

Qing'er wrinkled her nose depressedly: "No..."

There is no chef, but there is a "snail girl". It must be said that A Yao's cooking skills are really good. Even if she was angry with him recently, it didn't affect her eating all the dishes he made, so it's not surprising that she gained weight. However, she has always been thin, and gaining some weight will only make her look better. Qing'er is also happy, but when she thinks that this is A Yao's credit, she gets angry.

"What's wrong?" He raised his eyebrows, "Who bullied you? Is this why you called me, wanting me to help you out?"

"Let's talk about it after dinner." Qing'er sighed.

The man smiled and rubbed her hair: "Okay, I'll take you to a big meal today."

More than an hour later, the two sat down in a high-end restaurant in New York. The man handed her the menu: "I remember you still like steak, and the sirloin here is quite good."

"Okay, then sirloin steak, you can order any side dishes." Qing'er made a decisive decision. She has been eating the food made by A Yao during this period. It has been a long time since she had steak, and it's not bad to change the taste.

The man reached out to call the waiter and quickly ordered dinner. After the waiter left, he cast his eyes on Qing'er: "Tell me, who made you unhappy?"

Qing'er held her chin up and smiled: "Let's talk about your recent situation first, Brother Yunzheng, is there any good news recently?"

The man was Ling Yunzheng, the only son of Yu Shuhang and Ling Yutong. The family lived in Country M for a long time. However, when he returned to China with his parents in his early years, he visited the Ji family and met Qing'er at that time. Although the two had few opportunities to meet, they had a good relationship because of their common interests. Later, Qing'er came to Country M to study, and Ling Yunzheng also took good care of her.

For Qing'er, this man was both a teacher and a friend. He was also the only person of the opposite sex she had a good impression of in her teenage years. It was a pity that she was too young at that time, and Ling Yunzheng already had a lover. Qing'er has always been a rational person, and that little thought was quickly extinguished. Over the years, she has watched the women around this man come and go, and her heart has long been as calm as water and as unmoved as a mountain.

"Good news?" Ling Yunzheng raised his eyebrows, "My company is about to go public, does it count?"

"Of course it counts!" Qing'er was shocked, "Isn't this too fast? I remember it was only three years? Even with Uncle Yu's Fengxi Technology as a support, it is still a remarkable achievement!"

Ling Yunzheng smiled slightly: "It's okay, but unfortunately, good and bad are interdependent..."

He sighed.

"Why, there is still bad news?" Qing'er opened her eyes wide.

He nodded with a sad face: "I'm heartbroken."