Chapter 45 You just said you were at my disposal.
Night always flies by, and the sound of the waves from the sea is always drowned out by some alternating breaths, sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes there, sometimes not, sometimes fierce, sometimes gentle.
A woman, drenched in sweat, lay in the back seat of the Maybach. Her red lips were parted as she breathed heavily, her eyes unfocused and unfocused. She turned over, ignoring the man beside her.
Lu Jinyuan whispered a few words of comfort in her ear. Seeing that she wasn't so angry anymore, he straightened his wrinkled shirt, got up, and went to the front driver's seat to drive home.
Jiang Qingying was too tired to say a word. She tilted her head, found a comfortable spot, and closed her eyes to rest.
Thirty minutes later, the car drove into the villa's underground garage.
It was already past midnight. The servants had long since gone home, and the housekeeper and housekeeper were staying quietly in their own house. No one dared to come out and peek at the two masters.
Lu Jinyuan went to the back seat and wrapped Jiang Qingying tightly in his coat, afraid that she would get cold, because her dress was no longer wearable and she had no warm clothes left.
Jiang Qingying was furious and accused him: "Do you know how expensive that dress is? It's a limited edition, there's only one in the whole world."
Knowing he was in the wrong, Lu Jinyuan, having eaten and drunk his fill, coaxed him gently, "It's my fault, I'll buy you lots more dresses."
"I already told you it's a limited edition." Jiang Qingying was really hard to appease. "It's not like I can't afford a dress, you don't need to buy one for me."
“That’s right, my CEO Jiang has plenty of money.” Lu Jinyuan went along with her words, though he wasn’t very good at flattering people.
Jiang Qingying didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she buried her head in his chest, looking like she refused to communicate.
Lu Jinyuan frowned slightly, lowered his head to get closer to her, and said, "I'm sorry, wife. It won't happen again. You can do whatever you want with me next time, okay?"
Jiang Qingying was quite happy to hear the first few sentences, but her face flushed red after hearing the rest, because she remembered the absurd things that had happened in the car earlier, and the last half of the sentence was something she had just said to him.
Lu Jinyuan chuckled. Sure enough, selling one's body was more effective. Or perhaps it was that sudden address, "Wife, press the elevator button."
The villa was equipped with an elevator, and the underground garage led directly to their bedroom floor. Jiang Qingying pressed the elevator up button, and after entering, she pressed the floor button.
The elevator was ascending smoothly, and the feeling of weightlessness made her experience even clearer. She could hear his heartbeat, and she could hear her own heartbeat. Her mind, which had been in a daze when she heard that name, slowly returned to normal because of this feeling of weightlessness.
The blood rushed to her face, and the blush that had just faded reappeared.
"You...you shouldn't shout like that."
Lu Jinyuan glanced at her sideways, a smile playing on his lips. "Did I misspoke? Aren't you my wife?"
Jiang Qingying almost denied it subconsciously, but thankfully she realized her mistake before she could finish speaking, "...Yes, but it's so cheesy."
"You don't like it?"
"Not really, it's just that I'm not used to it."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jinyuan pretended to be deep in thought for a while until the elevator dinged, the heavy door opened, he carried her back to the bedroom, hooked the wooden bedroom door with his back foot, and the dull sound of the door closing came.
The sound of the door opening and closing twice was particularly intriguing.
He hugged him in the bathroom and said, "You're probably not used to it because you don't call me 'husband.' You'll get used to it if you call me that more often."
"You wish." Jiang Qingying glanced at him, the sound of his abacus being calculated was a bit too crisp.
Lu Jinyuan placed her in the bathtub, removed the coat wrapped around her, and then turned on the water valve. Warm bathwater gushed out, and he unbuttoned his shirt. "I have plenty of ways to make you talk."
Jiang Qingying was so angry that she wanted to stand up and say, "You just said you were at my mercy."
Lu Jinyuan paused in his unbuttoning, and after only a second of thought, he made a decision: "At worst, I'll coax him again later."
"..." Jiang Qingying's face flushed red. How could this be!
"Isn't that enough for you?" She gave up arguing with him and said softly, "I'm very tired."
Lu Jinyuan entered the bath, put his arm around her shoulder, and whispered as he kissed her, "Not enough, it's never enough."
This is terrible!
The defining characteristic of capitalists is insatiable greed!
...
Someone has completely gone mad.
Jiang Qingying ran away for the sake of her fragile little life and the harmony of her family. When she woke up the next day, she was running away with her aching, broken bones all over her body.
She used to think that she and he were evenly matched in some aspects, but after discovering last night that he had been giving in to her all along, she realized that when he went crazy, he was simply unbearable.
It's still quite far away, on the other side of the world, in Australia.
She was actually on a business trip. The Jiang Group has an important project in Australia next year, and she's taking advantage of the end of this year to go there for a preliminary inspection, which will take about half a month. It was originally scheduled for a few days later, but she was frightened by Lu Jinyuan's actions last night and changed her itinerary ahead of schedule.
So when Lu Jinyuan returned home that evening, he found that she wasn't there. Usually, she would get home earlier than him, so he specifically asked the housekeeper.
"Aunt Mei, has Madam not returned yet?"
Aunt Mei, the family's cook, paused for a moment upon hearing his question, then tentatively replied, "Didn't Madam tell you? She went to Australia on a business trip."
"..." Lu Jinyuan's face darkened, and he suppressed his anger as he asked, "Isn't your business trip in a few days?"
Aunt Mei: "My wife said that work was quite demanding, so she left after having breakfast in the morning."
"Okay, I understand."
Would you like me to prepare a late-night snack for you?
Lu Jinyuan shook his head and said no, so Aunt Mei withdrew.
He took out his phone and called Jiang Qingying. Australia is only two or three hours ahead of China, so she probably wasn't asleep yet.
"Hello."
She did dare to answer his call.
She was indeed daring; she was naturally bold, and since she had already run away, what could he do?
"You should have told me before you went on your business trip earlier."
Jiang Qingying was taken aback. His voice sounded surprisingly gentle, so she lowered her guard: "I thought I had already told you."
"Hmm?" Lu Jinyuan could tell at a glance that she was lying through her teeth.
Jiang Qingying had no choice but to think of another reason, "Time is too tight, I don't have time to tell you."
"Not even time to send a message?" Lu Jinyuan chuckled softly, a hint of mockery in his voice. "Do you think I'd believe that?"
Jiang Qingying retorted, "Believe it or not."
Lu Jinyuan went upstairs to the walk-in closet in the bedroom, turned on the speakerphone on his phone, took off his clothes, and prepared to wash up. "Did I hurt you last night?"
“...It doesn’t hurt too much.” Jiang Qingying paused, trying to think of the right words.
"Um?"
"Well...you were really scary last night."
Lu Jinyuan couldn't help but laugh, "Aren't you enjoying this?"
“You’re the one who enjoys it the most,” Jiang Qingying retorted, then added, “You have to help me walk the dog. Gou Dan is used to playing in the yard outside for a while at night.”
This is a direct command, not a request.
Lu Jinyuan began to get irritated. "I'll have the servant take it."
Jiang Qingying deliberately remained silent.
Lu Jinyuan sighed, rubbed his aching temples, and said helplessly, "I'll take it with me, if I come back early."
Jiang Qingying was satisfied.
The two chatted briefly for a couple more minutes before hanging up.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Jinyuan looked at the suit he had just taken off and the pajamas he was holding, and took two seconds to make a decision. Resignedly, he changed into a dry set of sportswear and prepared to go downstairs to find his love rival.
He wasn't familiar with the dog at all, but he insisted on playing with it.
It's better to go out for a social event.
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