At eighteen, Gu Miaomiao was arrogant and domineering, trampling Jiang Yanbai's self-esteem and treating him like a dog.
At twenty-five, Gu Miaomiao knelt on the ground, humiliatingly col...
Chapter 73 More Interested
"If I hadn't happened to be passing by, would you have been ready to leave?"
Gu Miaomiao smiled.
"I knew you were busy, so I didn't dare disturb you."
"I'm just stopping by to pick someone up. I'll be leaving soon."
He Linji's smile deepened.
"Yeah?"
"But why do I feel like you're avoiding me?"
Gu Miaomiao's heart skipped a beat, but the expression on her face didn't change at all.
"How is that possible?"
"Why would I hide from you for no reason? You're not a man-eating wolf."
He Linji chuckled.
"That's probably just me overthinking it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and unbuttoned his casual suit.
A breeze blew by, lifting the loose hair around Gu Miaomiao's ears.
He took off his coat.
He directly put the suit, which carried his body temperature, on Gu Miaomiao's shoulders.
"It's so windy today, why aren't you wearing a coat?"
A refreshing woody scent instantly enveloped her.
Gu Miaomiao subconsciously wanted to tear off her clothes.
"I'm not cold, I don't need it, thank you."
A hand pressed down on her shoulder with gentle force.
"Wear."
"Don't catch a cold."
He Linji withdrew his hand, his eyes fell on her face, and the gentle smile gradually faded.
"Is it because of him?"
"What is your relationship with Jiang Yanbai?"
Gu Miaomiao's pupils shrank slightly and her expression was calm.
"He and I have nothing to do with each other."
She didn't give He Linji any chance to speak again, and directly took off her clothes and put them in his hands.
He grabbed the wrist of Wu Yiran, who was already stunned.
"I have an appointment, so I'm leaving now."
She waved at him and turned away quickly and decisively, without any hesitation.
He Linji stood there, smiled and waved, watching them go away.
Back to the car.
Gu Miaomiao opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.
She had just fastened her seat belt when the man next to her suddenly moved.
Jiang Yanbai opened his eyes without warning, and his tall body suddenly leaned over.
He leaned on the back of her chair, and the distance between them was so close that they could hear each other's breathing.
"What took you so long?"
His voice was low and hoarse, with the laziness of just waking up.
But in those dark eyes, there was a storm surging.
Gu Miaomiao's heart skipped a beat. She pushed him away and started the car.
"I met an acquaintance and talked to him for a few words."
The Bentley drove smoothly into the night.
Jiang Yanbai's face darkened visibly.
Instead of retracting his stance, he moved a little closer.
The tip of his nose almost touched her cheek.
"That acquaintance is He Linji, right?"
His gaze fell on her face, and his eyes became cold and piercing.
"Not only did we talk, but we also had physical contact."
"Otherwise, why do you smell like him?"
Gu Miaomiao's fingers tightened around the steering wheel, and her knuckles turned white.
"No."
"Maybe the perfume he was wearing was too strong, and some of it got on him when he passed by."
"perhaps?"
Jiang Yanbai repeated the word, with a drawn-out ending and undisguised sarcasm.
"Gu Miaomiao, do you think I'm a fool?"
A big, hot hand suddenly grabbed her wrist that was holding the steering wheel.
This madman!
Alarm bells rang in Gu Miaomiao's mind.
She stomped her foot hard.
"squeak!"
The screeching sound of brakes cut through the night air, and the tires left a dark mark on the asphalt road.
"Are you going to die?"
Her voice trembled with anger.
Jiang Yanbai seemed not to hear it.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he moved closer again, pressing her against the back of the chair.
"If you don't explain clearly, no one can leave today!"
Behind me, a shrill horn sounded crazily.
Gu Miaomiao's chest heaved violently, and she clenched her back teeth tightly to suppress her anger.
She knew that if she confronted him head-on, she would always be the one who suffered.
She slowed her breathing, her voice emotionless.
"He saw that I was wearing thin clothes and wanted to give me his coat, but I refused."
"It's that simple."
"It was probably around that time that I picked up the smell."
Wu Yiran in the back seat was already so frightened that his face turned pale, and he quickly leaned forward.
"Yes, Mr. Jiang! Don't misunderstand!"
"Sister Miaomiao really rejected Mr. He right away. There's nothing going on between them!"
After hearing Wu Yiran's evidence, Jiang Yanbai's expression eased slightly.
Gu Miaomiao took the opportunity to exert force and forcibly freed her wrist from his big hand.
"This is the road!"
Her voice was cold.
"It's very dangerous."
She stopped looking at him, started the car again and explained again.
"There's really nothing going on between him and me."
Jiang Yanbai leaned back in his chair and slowly closed his eyes.
Gu Miaomiao's understanding and submissive attitude finally helped to dissipate some of the anger in his heart.
He opened his thin lips and uttered a few words.
"Shut up."
"Drive well."
…
Half an hour later, in the private room of Yujingxuan.
Wang Jingchi had already arrived and was sitting at the round rosewood table sipping tea.
He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. When he saw them come in, his eyes fell precisely on Wu Yiran and he looked at her meaningfully.
He put down his teacup and stood up enthusiastically.
"I thought Yiran wouldn't come today."
Gu Miaomiao immediately put on a smile and responded enthusiastically before Wu Yiran could speak.
"How come?"
"Mr. Wang, since you personally invited me, I have to put aside even the biggest issue."
A shrewd light flashed in Wang Jingchi's eyes. He raised his hand and pointed in Gu Miaomiao's direction with his index finger.
"Ms. Gu."
"You are a smart man and you know what to do."
"I just like working with people like you, don't worry."
Gu Miaomiao turned sideways, made a gesture of invitation, and led Wang Jingchi to sit down again.
"With Mr. Wang's words, I feel relieved."
"Shall we talk while we eat?"
Wang Jingchi sat down with satisfaction.
Jiang Yanbai, who had been silent all this time, now put away his terrifying hostility.
He had a gentle smile on his face.
He naturally pulled out the chair next to Gu Miaomiao and sat down, then spoke to Wang Jingchi in a gentle voice.
"The company was busy last time, so Miaomiao was delayed in reporting to you."
"But I'm personally very satisfied with the designs she sent me."
"I didn't expect that Mr. Wang and I would share the same views."
Wang Jingchi pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose and looked at Gu Miaomiao with a little more appreciation in his eyes.
"Mr. Jiang is joking."
"When it comes to design, Ms. Gu always has the most novel and daring ideas."
"Of course I am satisfied with her."
Gu Miaomiao took the opportunity to ask.
"Then Mr. Wang, which version do you think is more suitable?"
Wang Jingchi changed the subject and smiled.
"As for finalizing the draft, there's no rush, no rush."
His gaze fell on Wu Yiran's pale face.
"But I'm more interested in our spokesperson."
Wu Yiran's body stiffened.
She raised her head in horror, her beautiful eyes filled with fear.
Wang Jingchi suddenly burst into laughter.
"Look how scared we are! Who do you think I am?"