Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Who told her to tease him all the time...

The moment he said it, Jiang Chongyan regretted it.

Bunches of bad emotions were entangled like thousand-year-old tree roots, constantly piling up and accumulating, and finally ignited into a raging fire when I heard the casual joke of "Okay, I'll wait for you to grow up and marry me."

Emotions made his brain say things he would never say.

He is actually not that kind of person.

Jiang Chongyan lowered his head.

The sticky and cold liquid slowly dripped down from his hair, drop by drop, forming puddles. His clothes were completely soaked, and his pants were a mess.

It’s poured really accurately.

He is quite strong.

He wondered inexplicably.

He raised his head and saw Cheng Qi's horrified expression as if the world was coming to an end.

Cheng Qi knew that he was the cleanest person on weekdays. He would take a shower two or three times a day when practicing dancing. If anyone soiled his clothes, he would frown and throw them away and never pay any attention to that person again.

No wonder Cheng Qi was so horrified. She probably thought that after having the drink splashed on him in public, he would simply break off his friendship with Xin Tong and never see her again.

Jiang Chongyan stood up and walked towards the locker room to change his clothes.

He was actually somewhat grateful for the glass of juice that was splashed directly into his face.

It interrupted him and instantly extinguished the fire burning in his brain which was controlled by bad emotions.

When his composure finally began to return little by little, he finally realized something and stopped abruptly.

He turned around, opened the door and chased after him.

But it was too late.

The corridor was already empty.

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Jiang Chongyan wiped himself briefly, changed his clothes, and locked himself in the dance studio, practicing all day long.

But everything seemed to be against him: the speakers were broken, the mirror was dirty, his phone was out of battery and couldn't record videos, and he even forgot to bring the charging cable.

He was soaked in sweat and lay on the floor of the dance studio with his arms and legs spread out, his chest rising and falling with his breathing, staring at the gray-black ceiling of the dance studio with an expressionless face.

…

If the sound system breaks down, then practice basic skills. If you get tired of basic skills, then practice physical fitness. Jiang Chongyan does handstands, leg stretches, and push-ups in the dance studio, increasing the intensity as if it were self-torture.

He pursed his lips, lowered his head, and walked out of the studio without saying a word.

Looking up, the sky is full of stars.

It’s past ten o’clock in the evening.

The streetlights were broken, and the roadside was pitch black. It was autumn, and the grass was no longer buzzing with insects. The further I walked, the deeper the cold and heavy silence became.

On the long street, he was the only one there, and the only sound was his heavy footsteps.

The tall figure was cast as a long, dull black shadow by the cold moon.

I've been training too much, and every time I move a muscle it hurts.

Jiang Chongyan walked forward with an expressionless face.

He just felt that his brain was like a tangled ant nest, disgusting and messy, gnawing at his nerves.

Many images flashed by in an instant.

Yu Chengjin said Xin Tong had come to him to ask for the address of the dance studio. His tone was, for some reason, quite provocative, as if he were bragging about their WeChat account and that he was the first person she'd think of if anything happened.

After a while, she heard through the door the sounds of Xin Tong and the dance troupe eating, drinking and laughing outside, as if she had known them for a long time and had become good friends who shared life and death.

After a while, Cheng Rui's face, which was as red as if it was cooked, appeared again.

And what he heard with his own ears, the words that the woman said while laughing.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to grow up and marry me."

Jiang Chongyan had actually only known this woman for a week.

But he felt like he had known this woman for three years.

Because this woman is too evil, too strong, too overwhelming and dizzying.

He really couldn't tell which of her words were true and which were false, because in his opinion, this woman might really be attracted to Cheng Rui.

Yeah. It's true.

Who made her always so ridiculous?

In fact, Jiang Chongyan had heard rumors about her before meeting her for the first time.

For example, at Mr. Zhang’s birthday party, a group of ducks were invited to perform pole dancing, which almost made Mr. Zhang faint from anger.

For example, she once spent 28 days in a private club, maxing out five of her credit cards. Later, He Chuan personally went to arrest her, and it was said that when she opened the door, she was surrounded by a dozen naked men.

...and everything he had witnessed since he and she met.

If it were someone else, even if they had some thoughts about it, they would quickly give up the idea when they heard that Cheng Rui was still in high school.

Normal people would do this.

——But this woman.

Jiang Chongyan choked and gritted his teeth without saying a word.

He didn't dare think about it anymore.

Who told her to order male models to watch pole dancing all day long?

Who told her to tease him with dirty words all the time?

Who made her a well-known playboy in the whole Wucheng, with exes everywhere and male confidants as numerous as the hairs on a cow? When she talked about selecting "good stuff" on the phone with the club owner, her familiar tone was as if she was buying vegetables downstairs.

Every contact with her in real life would repeatedly refresh his understanding of her bottom line in matters of love between men and women.

He couldn't help but imagine what kind of image Cheng Rui had in this woman's mind.

Diamond Gao, a minor, about sixteen or seventeen years old, is young and cute, and blushes when flirted with.

It suits her perverted taste.

At the moment when the chaotic emotions broke out, Jiang Chongyan himself didn't even realize it, and a series of words blurted out. Then a glass of juice came towards him, and the woman's resolute back when she turned around.

My heart felt a little seized up and I couldn't breathe.

Jiang Chongyan carried the bag of soaked and dirty clothes and walked silently in the night of Wucheng.

He suddenly felt that he should catch up with him at noon today.

It should feel much better now.

…

Before he realized it, he had already walked downstairs to his home.

He swiped his card and entered the community. There were not many people around. Under the lonely street light, Jiang Chongyan suddenly stopped.

He saw a car parked in front of him.

——Pink.

My heart sank heavily at that moment.

It was as if a white light flashed through my mind.

He clenched his fists.

He took another step, walked slowly to the front of the car, and glanced over.

He saw a rectangular silver sign with two capital R's stacked on top of each other. Above it was the famous little statue of the flying goddess.

——It’s a Rolls-Royce.

The next second, a familiar female voice sounded menacingly behind him.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for you?"

The moment my breathing stopped, it seemed as if the world was quiet.

Jiang Chongyan could almost hear his own heartbeat.

Three seconds later, he turned around, lowered his eyes, and met the girl's angry face.

Xin Tong stood in front of him with her hands on her hips, looking angry.

The yellowish streetlight shone down on her slightly disheveled hair, which was clearly black, but it looked like the same golden color as his. Her eyes sparkled in the light, like gems in the dark night, or the gurgling spring water in autumn.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for you?"

"Why do you practice dancing for so long?"

The man stared at her face for a long time without moving.

After a while, his chest rose and fell twice, and he seemed to have finally regained consciousness.

He suddenly turned his head away from her, speaking in a tone as cold as possible.

"I didn't ask you to wait."

"Hmph." Xin Tong sneered, "Do you think I'm willing to wait? If you hadn't accepted my friend request yet, and if I couldn't reach you by phone or text, why would I have to wait so long downstairs in your house?"

She angrily took out her cell phone, showed it in front of him, and ordered arrogantly,

"Let me pass!"

Yes, this is her.

Be polite first and then use force. Asking is basic courtesy; if you can't get what you want, your patience will soon run out and you will get angry.

The spoiled and wealthy daughter is used to being ordered around. When she lowers herself to say a request or thank you to a man, she feels she has been wronged, that she is enduring humiliation and suffering. She even imagines a revenge drama for herself, and acts servilely just for the sake of her ultimate ambition.

Jiang Chongyan lowered his eyes.

After a long silence, he slowly said, "I understand."

His phone was out of battery and turned off. The man spoke calmly, saying he would come back home to charge it.

Jiang Chongyan was, after all, from a distinguished family, a respectable young master who valued his reputation. He wasn't as shameless and shady as her. As long as he promised something, he would definitely keep it.

Thinking of this, Xin Tong's anger almost subsided.

The most important task was completed, and she felt much better.

He crossed his arms, turned his face away, and hummed.

"Hmph, I am a great man and I don't bear grudges. I forgive you."

She is like this, bad moods come and go quickly, and she never blames anyone once things are resolved. She is frank and decisive, never thinks twice, and pursues happiness all her life.

"After all, we've known each other for a while. If we add each other on WeChat, that makes us officially acquainted, right?"

Xin Tong looked at the time. It was half past ten in the evening.

She is flexible and pats her chest generously.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to a midnight snack."

After saying that, she didn't care whether the man was willing or not, she pulled his sleeve and walked out.

Jiang Chongyan's whole body was stiff, and he stood there motionless.

He was tall and big, and no one could pull him if he didn't move. Xin Tong pulled at his sleeves for a long time but couldn't move them, so she turned her head to look at him.

"Why, don't you want to?"

"Do you know how many people in Wucheng are lining up to have a midnight snack with this goddess?"

Xin Tong snorted.

"Cheng Rui even clamored to have dinner with me."

The tall man in front of him suddenly reacted.

He looked at Xin Tong with his dark eyes and spoke suddenly.

"Did you have dinner with him?"

"yes."

After she left the dance studio at noon, Cheng Qi contacted her in the afternoon, perhaps to ease the awkwardness, and pulled her over to treat her to a meal. When she arrived, she found that Cheng Rui was also there, laughing and saying sweetly that he wanted to come over to eat because the beautiful sister was there.

Xin Tong was very pleased with the boy's sweet talk. After finishing the meal, her anger subsided a lot, and she drove to Jiang Chongyan's house to wait for him.

Xin Tong looked at the man in front of her as a matter of course.

She thought Cheng Rui and Jiang Chongyan had a good relationship, so she mentioned Cheng Rui casually, thinking that it would also bring her and Jiang Chongyan closer.

Unexpectedly, the man's face darkened almost instantly after he said the word "yes".

He squeezed out two sentences.

"So what's next?"

"Do you want to take him back to your home?"

Xin Tong was a little confused.

She subconsciously only regarded Cheng Rui as a child, so she didn't understand what Jiang Chongyan meant.

Go back to her house?

Go back to her house to play?

Xin Tong recalled.

It seems that there is.

During dinner, she chatted with Cheng Rui and mentioned that her family owned a clothing company. Cheng Rui became very excited when he heard this and kept asking if she could visit her company next time.

"Yeah, that's the idea."

Xin Tong answered Jiang Chongyan.

If the kids want to come and play, they can. More than a dozen clothing brands under the Morikawa Group have their own office buildings, and the headquarters has even taken over an entire building in the bustling CBD of the main city. Every year, they also welcome several local universities to visit and conduct research, so you can have fun as you please.

Jiang Chongyan stood still.

He was cold and stiff, his beautiful eyes lost in the pitch-black night.

“So it’s true.”

A few seconds later, Jiang Chongyan lowered his head and suddenly sneered twice.

"We can do the same to him."

"They can even target high school students."

His voice was very soft, and the words piled up between his lips and teeth. As soon as he spoke, he was swept away by the night wind and disappeared in the wind.

"I really underestimated your bottom line."

He lowered his head, his light golden hair covering his droopy eyes.

“…It’s actually true.”

"What are you talking about?"

Xin Tong couldn't hear what he was saying and frowned.

After waiting for a long time without any response from him, she saw him mumbling to himself as if he had lost his mind. She lost her patience and pulled his sleeve and shook it.

"I'm treating you to a midnight snack, why don't you come?"

But she saw Jiang Chongyan suddenly lowered his eyes and looked at her.

The expression was calm, but extremely indifferent.

"You want to add my contact information and treat me to a meal, what is your purpose?"

Xin Tong was stunned.

Seeing him speak out like this, she thought about everything that had happened before and after, and realized that her purpose could not be hidden from him. So she thought for two seconds and decided not to pretend anymore.

She met his eyes again, her tone sincere.

"Yes. I do have something to ask of you."

"You know, making Kelly profitable within a year is my biggest mission in life right now."

"When it comes to suit design, your family is a mountain that cannot be avoided. If I want to do it, I must do it to the best of my ability. I would like to seek your family's help and get your grandfather's guidance."

"Actually, your grandfather and I know each other. His condition is that he wants you to come home for dinner."

"So, can you help me?"

Xin Tong looked serious and sincere, as if she was making a wish.

"You don't have to do anything, just come home for dinner once a week."

Jiang Chongyan looked down at his wrist.

——Xin Tong was still pulling his sleeve and didn't let go.

Jiang Chongyan grabbed the back of the girl's hand.

"Am I being too tolerant of you?"

"What gave you this illusion?"

He ripped off her fingers one by one without mercy.

"Makes you feel like you have control over my life."

The man was tall and had a stern expression, just like when they first met.

Separated by a vast, indistinct distance, without friendship or exceptions, the boundaries between strangers fail to merge.

The autumn night wind blew through their clothes and his light golden hair.

After a dead silence, Xin Tong lowered her head helplessly, looking at her hand that was thrown back.

The force was not strong. For a man, it was just a light throw.

But from another perspective, it was interpreted as a ruthless throw back.

It seemed like a very long time had passed, so long that the surroundings were completely silent, before Xin Tong slowly found her voice again.

She hid the tremor in her voice.

"Then why did you help me before?"

"Why did you help me so many times?"

"……asshole."

Xin Tong suddenly pushed him away, making him take several steps back.

Then he turned around and got into the car.

When the Rolls-Royce drove past him, Jiang Chongyan saw from a distance that half of the girl's face in the driver's seat was wet, with tear marks winding all the way to her chin.

The next second, the car sped away and disappeared without a trace.