Chapter 82 Be careful of playing with fire

Jiang Tingwan returned to her apartment in high heels and saw a slender figure leaning against her door frame from afar.

When I got closer, I found that it was Wen Nian. He was holding two incubator boxes in his arms and looked particularly well-behaved under the dim light in the corridor.

"elder sister!"

Wen Nian's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he held up the insulated box like a treasure, "You're finally back."

Jiang Tingwan didn't answer, but opened the door and asked, "What is this?"

"I cut the fruit," Wen Nian followed her into the house, "my sister bought it anyway..."

"Put it on the table." Jiang Tingwan interrupted him and threw the bag on the sofa.

Wen Nian carefully placed the thermal box on the coffee table but stood there without moving.

Jiang Tingwan raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Anything else?"

"Sister left without finishing her meal," Wen Nian blinked and said softly, "Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm just going to have dinner with a client." Jiang Tingwan took off his coat and hung it up.

Wen Nian lowered his head and muttered quietly: "So you left me behind to have dinner with someone else..."

"What?" Jiang Tingwan didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing," Wen Nian raised his head and smiled brightly, "Is it the customer from the horse farm during the day?"

Jiang Tingwan nodded and walked to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.

The light reflected from the glass danced between her fingers, making them look even longer and whiter.

It was indeed him...

Wen Nian was unhappy, but he didn't show it on his face.

He was about to say something else when Jiang Tingwan suddenly turned around:

"Wennian, you still have five days."

Her voice was calm. "Besides, I don't think you need to come to me every day."

"We don't know each other well, and I don't like this."

She is not a fool, how could she not see through this boy's tricks.

I'm in a good mood today so I'll play with him, but I can't keep going like this.

Wen Nian opened his mouth, but Jiang Tingwan had already turned his back and waved his hand casually: "Go back."

The moment the door closed, the obedient smile on Wen Nian's face disappeared instantly.

He stood in the corridor, staring at the closed door for a long time before slowly leaving.

When he got home, Wen Nian kicked the coffee table away.

The carefully prepared fruit platters and desserts on the table were shaken all over the place.

A younger brother came up and said, "Master, do you want to..."

"roll!"

Wen Nian waved him away, his eyes frighteningly sinister.

I was so scared that I took a few steps back, but saw Wen Nian suddenly laughed again.

He arranged his clothes slowly and said in a terrifyingly soft voice, "Go and inform them that in a few days..."

The light from the lighter on his fingertips shone on half of Wen Nian's face, flickering.

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Jiang Tingwan walked into the Song building wearing high heels, her red skirt swaying behind her, causing the receptionist to take a few more glances at her.

Her flamboyant look was very different from her usual gentle image, but it surprisingly suited her. Her fair skin and red lips were so bright that people could not take their eyes off her.

"Mr. Song is in the office."

The secretary led the way respectfully, but couldn't help glancing at her.

Pushing open the door of the president's office, Song Zhi said without even raising his head:

"The documents are on the table."

"Mr. Song is so arrogant." Jiang Tingwan deliberately put her bag on top of his documents.

Song Zhi then raised his eyes, his gaze lingering on her red skirt for a moment: "Ms. Jiang is very..."

"Very what?"

Jiang Tingwan sat down opposite him, resting her arms on the table, the diamond bracelet on her wrist dazzling.

"Very good."

Song Zhi closed the file expressionlessly. He glanced at her outfit meaningfully and said, "Red suits you very well."

Jiang Tingwan smiled, said nothing more, and sat down on the sofa in the reception room.

This person said he wanted to act, but he didn't show any sign of it. If Ou Ya came to her, she might be the only one to bear the blame.

Not long after she sat down, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

Xu Shao leaned half of his body in, his eyes bright and startling: "Old Song! I heard that you have a hidden treasure in your house--"

He got stuck in the middle of his words and stared at Jiang Tingwan sitting on the sofa with wide eyes.

Why is it her?

The air froze for three seconds.

Xu Shao's eyes lit up and he walked in excitedly, looking back and forth between the two of them, as if he had discovered some shocking gossip, but also revealed a bit of disappointment.

Jiang Tingwan rolled her eyes in her heart. This guy must have imagined a sexy scene in the president's office.

However, the reality is that Song Zhi is still reviewing documents, and Jiang Tingwan is handling emails with a notebook in her hand. The distance between the two of them is enough to accommodate another row of people.

"That's it?"

Xu Shao looked disappointed, "Are you guys doing business negotiations?"

Song Zhi didn't even raise his head: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Xu Shao touched his nose awkwardly, chatted a few words and was about to leave. Jiang Tingwan suddenly closed the computer:

"It's just right. I should go too. Let's go together, Mr. Xu."

In the elevator, Jiang Tingwan deliberately tried to find topics to talk about with Xu Shao, and chuckled from time to time.

Xu Huan was confused by her sudden enthusiasm and didn't realize that he had become living proof.

She can enter and leave Song Zhi’s office freely and even ride the elevator with his childhood friend. How can their relationship be ordinary?

When the elevator door opened on the first floor, the news had spread throughout the company:

Mr. Song's new love not only came into the house, but also had a good chat with Mr. Xu. How favored must he be to be so familiar with Mr. Song's childhood friend?

No wonder many recent projects are related to Tingyue.

However, for three consecutive days, the rumor became more and more exaggerated, and even rumors came out that Jiang Tingwan was Song Zhigang's white moonlight when he returned to China.

But what she had imagined, Ou Ya would find her, did not happen.

Although Ou Ya also made a big fuss at the Song family because of this, it was almost always after she left.

Jiang Tingwan also realized that although she had gained a lot of benefits from Song Zhi, he still cooperated with Lan Qi on big projects.

This person might just want to use her to divert trouble, and in the end she might be the one to take the blame, instead of cooperating with her.

But he had to be careful...playing with fire would only lead to getting burned.

Jiang Tingwan was playing with the diamond hairpin. When she saw the message from her subordinates, her thoughts drifted back to Kyoto...