Chapter 241: Conscience Gnawed by a Dog

Jiang Yuan didn't ask any more questions. She got out of bed, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, and went into the bathroom.

She dressed and came out of the bathroom. His cigarette had already burned out. He was still leaning against the headboard of the bed, calling her from a distance, "Come here."

Jiang Yuan stood still and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it."

He looked her over from head to toe. She put on her undershirt and jeans again and tied her hair up. Her little face became white and clean again, and she looked dignified and neat.

"Weren't you just complaining about being tired? Now you have the energy? Stop it, I'll have dinner brought over."

As he spoke, he reached out for his cell phone. Jiang Yuan heard him give a few instructions to the person on the phone.

Jiang Yuan waited until he hung up the phone and said, "I have to go back to the company to work overtime, so I won't have dinner with you."

After she finished speaking, she made a gesture to leave.

He looked at her with heavy eyes, his voice mixed with displeasure, "Is this anger going to fade away?"

Jiang Yuan turned her head and looked up, "I'm not angry."

"I'm not angry. Why didn't you come over? You were in a hurry to leave after getting out of bed. What was that just now? Are you using me as a tool?"

He said this as if she was a scumbag who refused to admit her mistake after having sex with him.

Jiang Yuan thought to herself, isn't he also using her as a tool?

They had been together for so long, but she had never heard a single confession from him. Even just now, when his body temperature reached its peak, he had only called her name.

Jiang Yuan used to think that he might have real feelings for her, but now she feels that she might have taken it for granted.

She could conclude that the tattoo on his body must be related to Xue Qi. They had broken up for so long, but he still kept the tattoo. Doesn't it at least mean that that woman still has a place in his heart?

"You haven't suffered any loss, have you?"

Jiang Yuan suddenly said this, and his face finally darkened.

His patience was limited. He had never coaxed a woman like this before, but she was clearly still not satisfied.

She really has a bad temper.

He lit another cigarette and took a puff. His cheeks sank deeply. When he blew out the smoke ring, a large part of the whole cigarette went down. His voice was still low, "What do you want? How can I coax you to calm down?"

Jiang Yuan's legs were a little numb from standing so long. She turned her gaze away from his face and asked calmly, "Are you coaxing me like this because you like me or because I sleep well?"

He must have been choked by the smoke and coughed several times in succession, causing his entire upper body to shake. The hand holding the cigarette reached under the bed and the long cigarette butt fell to the ground.

He coughed until his eyes were slightly red. As soon as he stopped, he raised his voice and scolded her: "Jiang Yuan, did a dog chew your conscience or are you born with no conscience? Come here!"

Jiang Yuan didn't dare to go over at this time.

He stretched out his long arm on the table and put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray. Jiang Yuan subconsciously retracted her foot, her heart moved, and she blurted out, "What about Xue Qi? Haven't you let her go yet?"

"Is the tattoo on your body related to her? Her zodiac sign is the same as yours, right? You still have this tattoo, can't you forget her?"

He suddenly stopped moving, then slowly turned his head, his face ashen.

Jiang Yuan already regretted asking these questions. Sure enough, the next second, he asked her with a fiery voice, "Who told you?"

"Yan Yiru?"

Jiang Yuan didn't dare look at him out of guilt. He had warned her before to stay away from other men, let alone Yan Yiru.