Chapter 267

I was secretly guessing who would win. After the last bid, the game company boss said nothing with a grim face.

Do all celebrities make so much money now? ! 208 is really not just a joke, many people sighed in their hearts,

Even if they had money, they were unwilling to spend it. Unexpectedly, in the end, it was the star that everyone looked down upon who donated the highest price of the night.

"Thirty-two million. Congratulations to Miss Jiang for your contribution to the charity foundation." Sheng Jing said.

After the banquet, Jiang Qiao followed the waiter to pay and came to a lounge.

Jiang Qiao went in and saw the blue roses placed in the glass box. She did not touch them but signed the amount on the check first.

The staff handed the signed check to the man standing in front of the window.

"Mr. Sheng, I'll take the things. Thank you." Jiang Qiao closed the glass box and picked it up carefully.

Sheng Jing glanced at it lightly, then tore it in half in front of Jiang Qiao.

The damaged check for 32 million fell lightly to the ground. Jiang Qiao frowned and asked, "What does Mr. Sheng mean by this? Are you going back on your word?"

Jiang Qiao had not expected to tear up the check. She was not sure what Sheng Jing meant, but Sheng Jing gave her the answer the next second.

"Miss Jiang, don't be afraid. What you took is yours. There's no reason to ask for it back. As for the money..." Sheng Jing paused, and raised the corners of his lips: "Just think of it as a little toy for Miss Jiang. No money is needed."

Things worth tens of millions were described as small gadgets. If others heard this, they would probably roll their eyes. Only Sheng Jing could say this.

"No reward without merit, Mr. Sheng, just accept the money." Jiang Qiao frowned even more tightly.

"No merit, no reward..." Sheng Jing repeated this sentence several times, chuckled, and walked towards Jiang Qiao.

He was half a head taller than Jiang Qiao, but Jiang Qiao was wearing high heels today, so the difference was not much.

A faint fragrance spread across the tip of her nose. Sheng Jing moved closer, lowered her voice, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Miss Jiang, you will soon be rewarded..."

They both knew what this "merit" was. A cold light flashed in Jiang Qiao's eyes, and he smiled: "So, this is the commission that President Sheng gave me?"

"You can understand it that way." Sheng Jing seemed not to hear the sarcasm in the girl's tone, and stood further away like a gentleman: "I hope Miss Jiang won't let me down."

The glass box in his hand seemed to suddenly become heavier, pressing heavily on Jiang Qiao's heart.

All the way, Tang Hao kept telling her that she shouldn't be so impulsive. She had finally saved some money, so there was no need to spend it on such flashy things.

Jiang Qiao did not respond, but tightened his grip on the glass box. He returned to the company, took off his dress, and changed into his own clothes.

When I left the company, I saw the man standing opposite me.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the city was still noisy, and the dim light of the street lamps shone on the man, as if he was coated with a layer of filter.

Jiang Qiao paused for too long. Tang Hao followed her line of sight and saw the man under the street light. He had handsome features and an outstanding temperament.

An inexplicable sense of crisis rose from deep in his heart, and Tang Hao subconsciously stood in front of Jiang Qiao: "I'll take you back."

Jiang Qiao avoided his hand and lowered his eyes: "No need."

"What if this person——"

"I know him." Jiang Qiao calmly interrupted Tang Hao's worried words.

In his peripheral vision, the man under the streetlight raised his hand, his fingers attached to the hearing aid in his ear. Jiang Qiao retracted his gaze and said to Tang Hao again: "I know him."

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, and Tang Hao turned around unwillingly and strode away. His back was filled with anger.

The girl opposite did not move. Lu Xun hesitated for a moment, then walked over and stopped about a meter away from the girl. He said what he had been thinking for a long time: "I'm sorry about what happened that day. I shouldn't have lied to you. I won't do it again."

"Can you... forgive me?"

The man must have no experience in apologizing. His face was tense after just a few words.

Jiang Qiao didn't say "Forgive me or not", but tilted his head and asked: "How did you know I was here?"

"Lu Xun, you followed me." Jiang Qiao's tone turned cold.

She was still unsure at first, but when she saw the man's jawline suddenly tense, she understood everything.

“Why do you do that?”

She did not leave immediately, but asked for the reason. In fact, it was more like asking for an answer, an answer in her heart.

Lu Xun saw it, but he was not sure. He was silent for several seconds, and his Adam’s apple rolled violently: “Because… I want to see you.”

A sentence with literal meaning, short and clear. Because I want to see you, I can't help but follow you. Because I want to see you, I come.

This was actually no different from being a sasaeng fan. Jiang Qiao should have been angry, but what she said was: "Did you drive here?"

Lu Xun raised his eyelids suddenly, and then quickly lowered them in a gentle and harmless manner: "Yes......"

After getting in the car, Jiang Qiao leaned back and relaxed. After waiting for a long time without seeing the man's action, she spoke, her voice clear in the quiet car: "Why don't you fasten my seat belt?"

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Calm words are like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, causing a storm.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Lu Xun finally felt his stiff body move. He turned sideways cautiously to avoid physical contact and clumsily pulled on the seat belt.

Fortunately, he had muscle memory. With a "click", the seat belt was buckled. Smelling the familiar fragrance of the girl, Lu Xun forced himself to stand up: "Fasten it..."

Jiang Qiao didn't say anything, he closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

The car drove to Shengyuan parking lot and stopped. Jiang Qiao had not woken up yet.

Lu Xun's eyes fell on the girl's face. Her clear and beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes were very long and curly, and her fleshy red lips were slightly opened, as if waiting for a kiss.

In the dimness, all emotions can be magnified, because we know that no one can see, so we are more unbridled.

Lu Xun moved closer and paused for a while. Seeing that the girl did not react, he dared to gently kiss the corner of her lips.

The moment he stood up, he was caught off guard by the girl's clear black eyes, which were clear and not sleepy at all.

Lu Xun froze in place, his body getting colder and colder. He almost saw the expression of disgust on the girl's face in the next second.

But Jiang Qiao just looked at him quietly, with not much emotion in his voice: "Lu Xun, do you like me?"

The words were questionable, but the tone was affirmative.

Lu Xun gripped the back of the chair with too much force, and his knuckles turned white. His heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly and he couldn't breathe: "Yes......"

Our Xiao Qiao is super rich, after all, he is a top star!