Chapter 54: North City "Your hands are cold, let me warm them for you."...
"Yingying, do you think I'm too talkative and long-winded?"
Oops, he saw through it.
Qiao Ruoying lied with her eyes open: "I didn't."
Young man (sarcastically): "Do you think I believe it? You're such a heartless little bastard, you must be complaining about me in your heart."
Big boss, it turns out you know everything.
However, compared to the panic she felt at the beginning when Jiang Zongye knew what she was thinking, Qiao Ruoying is now much calmer.
She became more and more at ease in front of Jiang Zongye.
She simply replied honestly, "Okay, don't be angry. It's not that I think you talk too much, but my sister needs me right now, and I need to comfort her first."
"Brother, please forgive me~ Hug/hug/hug"
She sent three of the system's built-in hugging green man emojis in a row, and even called him "brother" in a sweet tone. When Jiang Zong saw it, he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
He imagined her standing in front of him, with her face tilted up and her dark eyes open, looking at him pitifully, a swan neck visible from beneath her hair, very white.
Her skin was very white, and he could easily leave red marks on it. It would turn red if he pressed it, which made him feel distressed and want to ravage her, making her even redder and turning pink all over.
Since she called him brother, he would just accept her comfort reluctantly.
Jiang Zong also replied to her: "Okay, then you reply to your sister's message first."
He originally thought that Qiao Ruoying would at least refuse and reply to him, "I'll come to you after I finish talking to my sister."
Little did he know that this heartless little white rabbit would just say "Okay, then good night, bye", and it was obvious that he would not come to see him later.
In the hotel.
Jiang Zongye's long, distinct fingertips gently tugged at his tie, his movements impatient. If it were in the past, when Qiao Ruoying perfunctorily treated him like this, he would at most tease her a few times and then laugh it off.
But this time, he became uncertain.
Did Xiaoying only treat him as her boss from the beginning to the end?
When Xiaoying heard that he was going out for a social event, she was very happy. She was so happy that she couldn't even hide the smile on the corner of her lips. It seemed that if he went on a business trip, she wouldn't have to deal with him. She couldn't wait to return to her personal world.
He threw his phone aside, stood up, walked to the window and opened it.
The man's body was straight and slender, like a cedar standing in the snow, and his face had a somewhat cold expression.
The cold winter wind in Shanghai rushed in, scraping on the face like an ice knife, stinging and cold.
Jiang Zong also vaguely felt that the track was out of control.
He had never experienced this feeling of loss of control in his first 28 years of life.
His emotions were so strongly affected by her that if another man got close to her, he would feel like he was facing a great enemy and would be anxious and worried.
He had accepted this loss of emotional control. But what he couldn't accept was that his feelings for Qiao Ruoying were so intense, as intense as magma erupting from the bottom of the sea, and she didn't respond to him with the same intense feelings.
She was always calm, with her head slightly tilted. Her lychee-shaped eyes were so clear that they reflected his shadow, but also reflected the shadows of others without reservation. Her expression was innocent and lovely.
He's a little bastard who eats well but throws away food quickly.
This won't work.
He needed to calm down and stop being so impulsive. He would wait until Qiao Ruoying's feelings for him caught up.
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After get off work on Wednesday, driver Lao Chen took Qiao Ruoying to Xinglan Mansion to look at houses.
This time she was looking at a three-story Italian-style villa with a courtyard in the city center.
After reading it, she did not express her opinion immediately. The luxury house manager checked her asset certificate and knew that Qiao Ruoying was a big fish that could bring rich returns. He treated her with great respect and sent her to the intersection of Mingwu Road.
"Miss Qiao, if you buy a house from us, we will definitely arrange a caring mansion manager for you. We will take care of everything from changing the swimming pool water, pruning the flowers and trees to paying the property fees, and we will not disturb your privacy."
If Qiao Ruoying heard the salesperson say this to her in the past, she would definitely be terrified and thank him sincerely;
But now, she has seen a lot of the world, and with Jiang Zongye's guidance, she pretends to be a proud young lady and says calmly:
“Isn’t this the basic configuration of a luxury house?”
The mansion manager's smile deepened, and he began to wonder about Qiao Ruoying's background again. Was she the apple of the eye of some A12 CEO's eye?
I'll have to check on AiQiCha someday to see which CEO in Luocheng has the surname Qiao.
After getting into the Maybach, Qiao Ruoying leaned her back lazily against the car and breathed a sigh of relief.
Don't be fooled by her acting so arrogantly in front of the mansion manager; that's all just an act.
But the more arrogant and overbearing she became, the richer the manager seemed to think she was, and the more respectful he treated her.
This world is so strange, it's just like what Jiang Zongye said, "Respect the clothes first, then respect the person." Thinking of Jiang Zongye's words, Qiao Ruoying suddenly felt something in her heart, and quickly took out her mobile phone and swiped the screen.
On the WeChat screen, there was a message of "Good night" from Jiang Zongye to her last night.
But for three or four days now, he hasn't sent her a long string of messages like before, teaching her how to face all kinds of people in society. Realizing this, Qiao Ruoying felt a strange sense of melancholy, like a bird standing on an empty telephone pole.
Her fingers moved as she typed on the screen, "I did as you said today. The less I showed my attitude, the more respectful and attentive the luxury property manager became to me. He even offered to lower the price of the house."
After deleting and cutting the words, Qiao Ruoying was about to send them, but in the end she deleted them.
Forget it, if Jiang Zong doesn’t want to say it, then don’t say it.
By sending it like this, she seemed to have "ulterior motives" and insisted that he teach her.
The Maybach returned to the city center. Qiao Ruoying remembered that Swan had just released a new Earl Grey cheesecake, so she asked Lao Chen to park the car in a roadside parking space while she went in to buy the cake.
She bought two cakes and walked out of the sliding door. She saw Lao Chen got out of the driver's seat and was taking a breath of fresh air under a roadside tree. She walked up to him and handed one of the cakes to Lao Chen.
Old Chen was the driver assigned to her by Jiang Zongye. He was a fat man wearing a large black suit and had a big belly, but he was very easy-going and drove very steadily.
From chatting with Lao Chen, Qiao Ruoying learned that Lao Chen had a little granddaughter who was in the fifth grade of elementary school and also liked to tinker with the baking machine at home and make bread and cakes.
So when she bought a cake, she would bring one for Lao Chen.
Old Chen took the cake, and happily opened his phone to show Qiao Ruoying:
"Look, my little granddaughter made butter rice cakes today and said she wants to open a shop in the future."
Qiao Ruoying leaned over to take a look.
Not far away.
Zeng Fan had a dinner date with a schoolmate at White Tea Restaurant. After getting off her Didi, she looked around for directions. Her eyes widened when she spotted a young woman wearing a soft apricot-colored wool coat with a lapel, standing under a street tree.
Isn’t that Qiao Ruoying?
How can Qiao Ruoying look like the rustic girl she did when she first joined the company?
The soft apricot-colored wool coat with a lapel wrapped her snugly, making her look both slender and tall. She wore it in a way that didn't reveal much, but her slender waist, delicately outlined by the belt, exuded a touch of beauty and allure.
Even Zeng Fan had to admit that Qiao Ruoying was really beautiful.
It is the kind of beauty that is a collision of innocence and charm, both pure and sexy.
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes bright and clear under the beret, her nose straight and upturned, and a strand of chestnut hair emerged from her Hermès cashmere brown scarf, looking playful and cute.
Immediately afterwards, Zeng Fan's eyes swept over the man next to Qiao Ruoying like radar.
From her perspective, Qiao Ruoying and Lao Chen were sitting next to each other, watching the same screen, and they looked very close.
The man was about fifty years old, wearing an ill-fitting oversized suit, with a fleshy nose, a protruding sausage-shaped mouth, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and lips, and looked very old. Only the Maybach next to him made him look a little less of an "old man".
Is this the man who supports Qiao Ruoying?
It's really old and ugly.
In an instant, Zeng Fan's jealousy towards Qiao Ruoying dissipated a lot.
So what if you have Hermès bags and scarves? You still have to take care of an old man. Finding a "sugar daddy" for yourself is not that easy.
Qiao Ruoying and Lao Chen got into the car, and the Maybach restarted. The windows were covered with a black anti-peep film, so Zeng Fan couldn't see more details and had to give up in disappointment.
Zeng Fan turned around and went to the restaurant to find her friends, a victorious smile appearing at the corners of her lips painted with red velvet lipstick.
When she learned that Qiao Ruoying's "financial backer" was an old and ugly man, she felt much better.
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The weekend is coming soon.
This weekend is right next to New Year's Day, so we have three days off.
Before Qiao Ruoying could figure out how to plan her stay for the next three days, Jiang Zong arranged a direct flight for her to North City on Friday night.
She had originally agreed with Yuan Yiyi to have dinner together on New Year's Day, but now, Jiang Zongye had disrupted the plan.
After Yuan Yiyi learned about it, she laughed and teased her:
"I never realized your CEO is so possessive of you. He just had a short vacation and he wants you to stick with him."
As Qiao Ruoying packed her luggage, she thought angrily, "That's just how old men are. They make decisions without even discussing it with anyone in advance."
He is really the kind of person who wants to monopolize everything from her, including her time.
However, she was only "resentful" for a while, and she was happy when she learned that her sister Qiao Ruoqi would stay in North City on New Year's Day.
At least this time, if she goes to North City, she can visit Qiao Ruoqi by the way.
Recently, Qiao Ruoqi has been in a dilemma about studying abroad with Link, and she is in a state of panic. Qiao Ruoying is also very worried about her sister.
Qiao Ruoying took a business class flight to Beixing Airport and a driver came to pick her up.
A Porsche Cayenne was driving from southwest to northeast when it arrived at Manhe Beicheng. As the car entered the empty underground garage, someone opened the door from outside. It was Jiang Zongye.
Beicheng is much colder than Luocheng, but he doesn't seem to be afraid of the cold.
While others were all wearing down jackets, wrapping themselves up like penguins, he was still wearing a cashmere base, a turtleneck sweater, and a khaki Balmacon coat on the outside. The straight lines of the coat from shoulders to calves made him look even taller and more slender.
"Yingying is wrapped up like a little penguin."
As soon as he saw her, he smiled.
"It's so cold in the North City, my hands are frozen."
She complained to him in a tender voice, and then placed her ten red, frozen fingers against her lips and blew gently.
Jiang Zong also pulled her hand over, holding her soft and delicate hands in his palms, and said in a deep voice:
"I'll help you."
His palm was broad, and warmth seeped out from every knuckle, warming her and making her stiff fingers become more flexible little by little, as if the blood was flowing back little by little.
He rubbed the back of her hand with his fingertips, gradually warming it up. The skin on the back of her hand was very thin, so thin that the pale purple veins underneath could be seen, and the fingertips were a little dry.
The man said softly, "Your skin is a little dry. Let me put some hand cream on you."
"Okay." She responded obediently.
That's strange.
During the past week he had occasionally fretted that she didn't love him enough;
She also felt that he was overbearing, but when they met, these little frictions were like ice cubes thrown into hot water, which quickly melted away, leaving only traces of sweetness.
Jiang Zongye reached into his coat pocket with his slender and clear hands, rummaged around, and took out a motor vehicle registration certificate and a car key, and whispered.
"This car is new. It will be your car in North City from now on."
The motor vehicle registration certificate was opened, and her name was clearly written on it, "Qiao Ruoying".
At the same time, the left pocket of her down jacket felt heavy, and a car key fell into her pocket like a billiard ball.
Qiao Ruoying tilted her head to look at the car again. Its streamlined body was like a shark lurking in the sea, with the lines of the car shining with silver light, as if it had been waxed. In the center of the front of the car was the iconic Porsche horse logo, which looked like the word "king" in the center of a tiger's forehead, very domineering.
"I don't come to North City often, so there's no need." She muttered softly.
"I've already bought it. Isn't it a bit late for Yingying to say she doesn't need it now?" Jiang Zong also chuckled.
“…”
She thought with amusement, why didn’t you tell me before you bought it?
"The license plate is Beijing A plus your birthday. If you don't like it, tell Li Zheng and ask him to change it."
Her birthday is the sixth day of the sixth lunar month every year. Jiang Zong also asked her once. He has a good memory, so he remembered it clearly after she mentioned it once.
Jiang Zongye said he would change the Beijing A license plate, he really is...powerful.
Qiao Ruoying was a little surprised. She thought Jiang Zong was only so powerful in Luocheng. She didn't expect that he would be so arrogant in Beicheng as well.
"Then don't change it. I also like the license plate named after my birthday." Qiao Ruoying said.
"Okay, when we get back to Luocheng, it's time to replace your Maybach. If you don't want to be too conspicuous, buy a Volkswagen Phaeton or an Audi S-Series."
Jiang Zong also touched her head, opened the trunk of the Porsche, and took out her suitcase.
The universal wheels rolled over the ground, spinning rapidly.
He led her towards the exclusive elevator.
"With so much luggage, you'll be exhausted just by dragging the suitcases. I told you there's a cloakroom in North City, so you don't need to bring so many clothes?"
Jiang Zong also lifted the handle and weighed her suitcase.
"Just bring it. I'm not that squeamish." Qiao Ruoying said.
After going upstairs, Qiao Ruoying, tired from the journey, decided to take a shower. She laid her suitcase down, zipped it up, and opened it. Jiang Zong also hung her down jacket on the hanger for her.
He had sharp eyes and noticed at a glance that among her neatly packed clothes, each of which was separated by a clean bag, there was a bag with an ambiguous, furry pink color. The blouse was thin, and the triangle cup was faintly visible. It was as thin as a cicada's wing, and when she put it on, it was like looking at flowers in the fog. The handcuffs were inlaid with a layer of soft rabbit fur to prevent them from rubbing against her delicate skin.
Isn’t this the sexy lingerie they picked out for her last time when they went to Henggu Wanxiang to buy lingerie?
This Yingying, no wonder he asked why she was dragging such a big suitcase, it turns out she brought sexy lingerie along with her?
How could he endure this? Instantly, blood surged to one place, and his long-neglected muscles immediately responded.
I wish I could hold her in my arms, love her tenderly, and cherish her until her skin turns pink, and her plump peach core turns from white to transparent pink, and the redder it gets towards the center.
"Yingying even brought pajamas. Do you want it?" The man's voice was hoarse, and the sound as clear as jade came out from his throat, but the content of his words was a little inappropriate.
Qiao Ruoying blushed and glared at him pretentiously:
"You promised yourself that you would ask me for compensation one weekend."
She has now brought the "battle suit" needed for compensation, and he is teasing her again. Be careful that she will take back the compensation and never give any benefits to this old man again.
Jiang Zongye's Adam's apple moved deeply, forming a sexy curve. He stared at her, his eyes dark and unclear:
"Then Xiaoying plans to make it up to me today?"
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The author has something to say: Before meeting his wife, Lao Jiang said: My wife doesn’t care enough about me, and I can’t care about her that much. [Melt] [Melt]
After seeing his wife, Lao Jiang said: "It's impossible for me not to care about my wife. It's great to have a wife." (Satisfied) (Sucks the kitten) [Lop-eared rabbit head] [Lop-eared rabbit head]
You say you shouldn't be too attentive to your wife, but then you turn around and buy her a new car and give her hand warmers. Is that you, Jiang Zongye? ? [Clown][Clown]
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