Jiang Ci was taken aback.
But then Zhou Mingli's voice rang in her ears, "An opportunity to get you in front of the big boss."
Zhou Mingli is a farmer who has never been to school and is illiterate, unlike Jiang Ci, who is a high school student and speaks foreign languages.
Given their current situation, if they really had to put someone on the stage, it would only be Jiang Ci.
Both the Cheng family and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs praised her abilities. With sufficient ability and vision, she could gain Jiang Ci's attention with just a word.
A single sentence to debunk the current farce of educated youth causing chaos throughout the city.
In the past, Zhou Mingli loved money and power; he was selfish and self-serving.
Because he had never had money since he was a child, he knew how important enough money was to him.
Because he was bullied by those in power, and even the people who killed his grandparents could not be punished, he admired power.
Living alone, only for himself, selflessness would only drag him down, so he only thinks of himself.
But things are different now.
The person he loved was about to suffer the same pain he had experienced before, a pain more unbearable than bitter herbs.
I don't want to see her pride shattered, and I don't want to let a pearl be tarnished just because time and space have changed.
"Zhou Mingli? Are you serious?" Jiang Ci sat up in shock from under the covers, pressing her hand against Zhou Mingli's chest in disbelief.
Zhou Mingli lay flat, letting her press down on him, and laughed, "When have I ever lied to you?"
"You...you're too reckless!" Jiang Ci frowned and scolded him, "There are many other methods. Don't take risks. We can find other ways."
Zhou Mingli raised his hand, pressed down on her back, and pushed her down.
Jiang Ci leaned against his chest, facing Zhou Mingli, looking at his handsome face. She heard Zhou Mingli say, "But this is the fastest and easiest opportunity for you to get out of danger and gain the right to speak."
Jiang Ci disagreed, knowing full well the dangers Zhou Mingli would face with this idea.
The first bird to stick its head out gets shot.
Even if it's just to promote her, Zhou Mingli can take the lead and say that he will bear the danger. Jiang Ci only needs to act like she did when she met with the big leaders a dozen or twenty times before she transmigrated into the book, speaking to those important figures with absolute confidence and composure to win their trust and appreciation.
If she succeeds, the stakes will increase, and she will receive more protection.
Making a move against her wouldn't be so simple.
"Trust me," Zhou Mingli said earnestly, gently stroking the back of Jiang Ci's head.
Jiang Ci was annoyed by his gaze, but she didn't know what was bothering her. She said seriously, "It's not the New Year yet. Let's keep moving at a faster pace. If our situation improves before then, don't think about this anymore!"
"If not... or if the situation is worse, it's not too late to make plans then."
Zhou Mingli smiled and hugged her tightly. "Okay."
Jiang Ci blinked, buried her face tightly in his chest, and hugged Zhou Mingli just as tightly.
After half a day, Jiang Ci still felt agitated.
She buried her face in Zhou Mingli's clothes, pushed them aside, pressed her cheek against his skin, and gave him a quick bite.
Zhou Mingli let out a low breath, ran his fingers through her hair, and gently rubbed it. His voice became hoarse. "Sucking won't help."
"Greedy cat..."
Jiang Ci listened to him and haphazardly touched his skin, "You say I'm greedy, but who's greedy here?"
Zhou Mingli chuckled softly and pressed her head down again with his large hand.
Jiang Ci really liked his body, and her favorite spot was obvious. What good was it for him to be greedy if he didn't feed and hug her?
Whether it was because she was provoked by Zhou Mingli's audacious idea or not, Jiang Ci felt that this man was really...
I'm head over heels in love with her.
Jiang Ci felt a surge of indescribable emotions: happiness? bittersweetness? joy?
She shook her head, saying she didn't know, but that was true anyway.
Jiang Ci bit his beautiful pectoral muscles, pressing Zhou Mingli down to prevent him from moving. She leaned over and kissed Zhou Mingli's ear, saying, "Do you remember the car I gave you before?"
Zhou Mingli got his driver's license when he was eighteen and worked as a designated driver.
After they got married, Jiang Ci gave him a Cullinan, which was Zhou Mingli's first car.
Zhou Mingli's ears turned red from her breath, and upon hearing her words, he stammered, "Hmm?"
Jiang Ci spoke very sincerely, “My assistant wrapped a very beautiful ribbon around the car I gave you, and I thought to myself, you’re quite suitable.”
Zhou Mingli: "..."
These words silenced him.
"You like it this way?" He looked at her with deep eyes and asked softly.
"What's wrong with giving it a try?" Jiang Ci said matter-of-factly.
At your age of twenty-something, what's wrong with having some fun?
Their eyes met, and intense sparks clashed.
Jiang Ci immediately jumped up and went to find it.
Seeing her eager expression, Zhou Mingli rubbed his forehead, a helpless groan escaping his throat.
There's a shortage of supplies right now; ribbons are practically nonexistent.
However, Eci found another good thing.
When she went to the department store to buy winter clothes, the store gave her a dark blue rope to tie the winter clothes.
It also resembles a ribbon, but the texture is different.
"Does doing this seem like the right thing to do?"
"Zhou Mingli, bite the corner of your shirt."
"...Pass it to me, Jiang Ci, I can't bite it myself."
Jiang Ci watched as he bent over, his clothes disheveled, revealing clearly defined abdominal muscles as he exerted force.
Jiang Ci: "..."
She walked over and roughly tugged at Zhou Mingli's clothes.
The restraints remained unbroken, and Zhou Mingli's waist hunched slightly.
He frowned slightly.
Jiang Ci seems to have mastered something without a teacher.
The items given to them by the department store probably never imagined they would be so useful that very night.
I use it repeatedly, I'm so busy.
Winters in Beijing are very cold.
Jiang Ci felt that the outside temperature must be below zero.
I felt incredibly hot all over, and my vision was blurry.
He said in a hoarse voice, "It's time to sleep."
Zhou Mingli, "Are you sleepy?"
His response was a series of breaths as if he were asleep.
Zhou Mingli laughed, wrapped her tightly in the quilt, went out, lit the stove, and started boiling water.
After wiping his and Jiang Ci's bodies and changing the sheets, Zhou Mingli hugged Jiang Ci back into his arms.
Jiang Ci took a deep breath and hissed.
Zhou Mingli immediately asked, "Does it hurt?"
Jiang Ci: "Of course it hurts."
Zhou Mingli then searched for the ointment and applied it to her.
Jiang Ci felt sleepy and yawned. "Aren't you going to apply it?"
Zhou Mingli said, "No need."
This is a reward Jiang Ci gave him, why make it disappear so quickly?
The longer the traces remain, the better.
Jiang Ci had no idea about his thought process. He said no, so Jiang Ci closed her eyes, rubbed against him, found a good spot in his warm embrace, and went to sleep.
It seems there's something I forgot to tell him.
Who cares, I'll deal with it after I wake up.
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