Chapter 24 Resurrection Armor -1, Life +1

Taipei City, the birthday party of the eldest daughter of the Lin family.

Jiang Le was wearing a dark blue long dress, the hem of her skirt swaying gently as she raised her glass, like a sea floating in the dark night.

He leaned lazily on the railing on the second floor, lowered his eyes and looked at the guests who were coming and going in the center, chatting and laughing. He sent away a few attackers and shook the red wine glass in his hand boredly.

Lin Zhen put his hands in his pockets and whistled as he walked down the stairs in a seemingly good mood. His eyes met Jiang Le's and he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Hey, isn't this Mr. Jiang? It's been a while since we last met. You look even more impressive."

Jiang Le nodded slightly, not knowing what the coincidence was, but since the other person had spoken, she couldn't pretend not to hear.

Lin Zhen hated Jiang Le from the bottom of his heart. Ever since she took over the Jiang Corporation, this once insignificant figure, who had once been completely in his sight, suddenly surpassed him in both financial resources and prestige. Even his father used her as an example every day, forcing him to actively interact with her, read her face, and curry favor with her. He felt suffocated just thinking about it.

Jiang Le heard every word of these thoughts clearly. She didn't react. Compared to Lin Zhen, a playboy who had made no progress in years, she admired the protagonist of today's banquet, Lin Yueying, more.

Just as she was thinking about it, the bright and beautiful Lin Yueying in the middle of the crowd also looked up, raised her glass to her, and they smiled at each other.

Lin Yueying was a smart woman. She had long since realized that the Lin family valued her unsuccessful younger brother more, so she decided to go abroad and use her own abilities to expand the family's overseas business, build connections, and now she was thriving.

It was at this time that Jiang Le met Lin Yueying. The two had similar interests and hit it off immediately, and they became friends.

Later, even Mr. Lin looked up to her. Now that he personally organized this birthday party for Lin Yueying, it can be seen that he had other intentions.

Jiang Le absentmindedly responded to Lin Zhen's questions for a few seconds, then felt bored and simply turned around and walked towards the garden outside the villa.

The cool evening breeze blew away some of the alcohol, clearing her dizzy head a little. But she didn't want to wake up at this moment, so she raised her head and drank the remaining wine in the glass.

She sat alone on a bench in the garden, staring at the sparse stars in the night sky in a daze.

Completely unaware, this scene fell into the eyes of a person in the corner. The person gasped and let out a small cry of surprise. It felt like his feet were nailed, and he was in a dilemma.

She wondered why Jiang Le was here, but she was the only one who could help her. She clenched her fists and just as she was about to take a step forward, an arm suddenly pressed against the wall in front of her, blocking her path.

She looked up in shock and saw Jiang Le, who had been sitting on the bench in a daze just now, now looking at her with his head tilted and the corners of his lips curled up.

His eyes were cold, but the smile at the corners of his lips did not reach his eyes, blending into a creepy and weird look.

"Li Xin," those two bright red lips parted slightly, uttering a devilish whisper, "Long time no see."

"!!" Li Xin's pupils suddenly constricted, her heart pounding wildly, and she could barely breathe. She took several steps back in terror, her whole body trembling.

Because she clearly saw...

Jiang Le was still sitting on the bench!

Li Xin looked at the person in front of her with a tingling sensation on her scalp. The strange and strange smile made her want to retreat. Her voice trembled, "Who... are you..."

No, she touched her face and realized that her face was not Li Xin's at all!

How did “she” know that I was Li Xin.

Li Xin shook her head in fear, looking at the man who was approaching her with a smile, "What are you going to do..."

She chuckled softly and approached slowly. She glanced at the shovel in the corner, picked it up, and tested the strength in the air, seeming quite satisfied.

She sighed softly, but her tone was frighteningly cold, "Why are you so reckless in your game that you have to involve her?"

"Unfortunately, she doesn't need you now."

Before he finished speaking, the shovel drew a cold arc in the air and fell heavily.

With a muffled "bang", everything fell into silence.

Throwing away the blood-stained shovel, she took out her cell phone from her pocket, dialed a few numbers casually, and waited for the other party to pick up the call.

The phone was picked up almost instantly, and an impatient male voice came from the other end: "Who?"

"Keep your people under control." Her voice was calm. "If you dare to touch my people next time, it won't be so easy."

"Jiang Le?" There was silence for a moment. "Where is she?"

After she reported the location, she hung up the phone and looked at the skirt that was splashed with a few drops of blood with a frown and some annoyance. The red blood stains were particularly glaring on the lake blue satin.

"Hey, I should have changed my clothes before coming back."

She paused in wiping the floor and caught a glimpse of a dark shadow behind her. Just like she had just stopped Li Xin, she was blocked in this corner by Jiang Le.

"Oh, I've been discovered." Jiang Congyue turned around, shrugged with a smile, and curled her lips playfully.

Jiang Le narrowed his drunken eyes and looked at the face in front of him that looked exactly like his own. His eye sockets were slightly open, and his brain, which was dulled by the alcohol, could not think straight for a while.

She came over simply because they were too noisy, disturbing her from enjoying the night view, so she told them the truth, "You guys are very noisy."

Jiang Congyue sighed and agreed with her, "Yes, yes. Look, I helped you deal with the quarrel. Shouldn't you give me some kind of thank you gift?"

She pointed at the unconscious Li Xin on the ground and smiled like a cunning fox. She took advantage of Jiang Le's confusion and blatantly asked for benefits.

Jiang Le tilted her head, trying to think about the logic behind this, which seemed to make sense. She stared at Jiang Congyue's face, as if bewitched. She pulled out a red velvet bag she kept close to her body and stuffed it into his hand. "Here, keep it."

After saying that, she stubbornly held Jiang Congyue's hand.

Jiang Congyue weighed the small cloth bag in his hand, still warm from his body temperature, and thought thoughtfully: "Tsk, this is a thank-you gift... barely acceptable. But if you want me to stay, this alone is not enough, okay?"

Jiang Le, who felt top-heavy, leaned forward subconsciously. Her intuition told her that she would not fall with this person by her side.

She blinked dryly, feeling somewhat troubled, and asked dazedly, "What should I do then?"

Jiang Congyue was amused by her rare cute look. He put his arms around her, gently tickled her chin with his fingertips, and said in a low, coaxing voice, "So, who are you begging?"

"Please..." Jiang Le paused, his blurred eyes struggling for a moment, and continued: "Please me."

"Oh?" Jiang Congyue raised an eyebrow and laughed. As he took her in his arms and walked out, he teased her, "You're clearly begging me now, how did it become begging you now?"

Jiang Le suddenly stopped, a barely perceptible anger showing on her face. If she had a tail, it would have been hanging down aggrievedly at this moment.

"You are Jiang Congyue, and Jiang Congyue is me." In fact, the moment he saw her, everything was decided in Jiang Le's heart.

Jiang Congyue marveled at her intelligence and sensitivity, then found it a little funny. It sounded like she was boasting. She helplessly embraced the staggering drunkard and asked, "Do you like yourself like this?"

"Hateful." Jiang Le lowered his eyelashes. He was clearly following Jiang Congyue's force and moving forward, being as obedient as possible, but he said harshly, "I hate Jiang Congyue."

Even after being placed on the bed, Jiang Le still kept his lips tightly pursed, looking as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Jiang Congyue could only plead in her ear, "Then please, please don't hate me, okay? It's not easy for me either..."

The person on the bed closed his eyes and refused to communicate.

Until something soft and warm touched her lips.

Jiang Le's eyes snapped open, startled awake in an instant. She sat up like she'd been electrocuted, pushing Jiang Congyue, who was standing right beside her, away. Her heart pounding, her lips parted as she stared, bewildered, at the man across from her, smiling maliciously.

Jiang Congyue let out a laugh, her heart softening like a pool of spring water. She pretended to be wronged and crawled forward, saying pitifully: "Is it not possible?"

Anyone who sees their own face suddenly enlarged in front of them, with expressions that they would never normally have, would feel extremely terrified.

Jiang Le supported himself with his arms and tried to move back quietly, but Jiang Congyue saw through him and pulled him back to his original position.

Their eyes met in the air, and it was as if there was an invisible smell of gunpowder spreading. The moment their eyes met, sparks flew.

They swallowed hard at the same time, and the next second, they pounced on each other at the same time!

His rationality was completely burned out. In the midst of the entanglement of lips and teeth, Jiang Le was completely defeated.

When he was confused and lost in passion, Jiang Congyue suddenly stopped.

She touched Jiang Le's cheek and felt a damp and cool sensation. She panicked and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Jiang Le was stunned. He raised his hand to touch his face before realizing that he was crying. This realization seemed to open the floodgates, and tears instantly burst out, flowing uncontrollably.

She held Jiang Congyue's shoulders, her voice choked with sobs, repeating over and over again: "Jiang Congyue... I hate you..."

I don’t know if it’s due to her personality or years of habit, but Jiang Le always cries quietly, with only tears sliding down silently, which actually makes people feel more heartbroken than wailing loudly.

Jiang Congyue felt as if her heart was being torn apart. She could only hold her tightly in her arms, and whispered softly in her ears over and over again, "You're back, aren't you? Seeing you crying, my heart aches. Baby, don't cry, okay?"

Jiang Le sobbed silently, and Jiang Congyue patted her back and coaxed her patiently.

As if he was finally tired of crying, or as if the awkward feeling in his heart had not yet passed, Jiang Le turned around angrily, humming and curled up with his back to her.

Jiang Congyue took the opportunity to completely hold her in his arms from behind, interlocking their fingers tightly, and the small moles under their thumbs, which were in the same position, fit together perfectly.

The night is dark.

One kept mumbling "I hate you", and the other responded "I love you" without getting tired of it.

They fell asleep in each other's arms.

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When Jiang Le woke up the next day, he had returned to his usual desolate appearance, as if the person who had been crying bitterly last night was just an illusion.

She walked out of the bedroom and saw Jiang Congyue sitting leisurely at the dining table.

The other person waved at her with a smile: "Hey? The little crybaby is finally awake?"

Jiang Lehei's face was gloomy, and he said to her coldly: "Take off my clothes."

After hearing this, Jiang Congyue stood up hesitantly, still muttering, "This is not good, in broad daylight..."

Jiang Le's face darkened even more, "Take my clothes off you!"

"Hey, it's just a piece of clothing, hehe..." Jiang Congyue said this, but the smile in his eyes could not be hidden.

Could it be that Mr. Jiang, the great young master, doesn’t have any clothes to go out and see people? Why does he have to wear his own clothes? Jiang Congyue knew it very well, but didn’t point it out. He just took off his clothes and handed them to Jiang Le.

Jiang Le quickly washed and dressed, looked at the breakfast prepared by Jiang Congyue on the table, raised his arm and looked at his watch.

Under Jiang Congyue's expectant gaze, he sat down and ate some.

"Well, great, they've finished eating!" Jiang Congyue smiled and clapped exaggeratedly.

"..." Jiang Le put on his shoes expressionlessly and prepared to leave.

Jiang Congyue grabbed her tie and tapped her cheek with his finger, "Lele, I see other people's families have to kiss before going to work. If others have it, why can't I have it too?"

Jiang Le, who had already grasped the door handle, pondered for a moment, then approached it with a cold face. He touched it lightly and then separated, "I'm leaving."

Jiang Congyue succeeded and waved his hands happily, "Bye~"

After everyone left, Jiang Congyue tried to turn the doorknob and then shrugged.

As expected, the door didn't budge.

Someone appeared calm on the surface, but now he had locked her in the house. I don't know if I should be thankful that Mr. Jiang didn't find a rope to tie her up.

Jiang Congyue hummed a song as he strolled around the villa, wandering around without any hesitation. Finally, he put a bag of biscuits in his pocket and nestled comfortably on the sofa.

Okay, just be a qualified canary.

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Jiang Congyue:33