Chapter 69 He's playing the victim!
Night falls and the city lights come on.
A black Maybach drove on the road, frequently passing through the city's night scene.
Inside the carriage, Jiang Qingying secretly glanced at Lu Jinyuan beside her. Just as she glanced at him, a deep and pleasant male voice echoed throughout the carriage.
"What's wrong."
After being caught, Jiang Qingying shifted her position somewhat sullenly, her leg pressed against his trousers. "Are you really going to recruit Fu Mufan?"
Lu Jinyuan's gaze remained fixed on his phone, without even looking up. "Hard to believe?"
Jiang Qingying choked for a moment.
How should I put it?
The man didn't pay much attention to her pause. "He's very capable, a rare find in Nanzhou City. Many companies have offered him jobs after the New Year, but he still hasn't decided where to go. Why do you think that is?"
Jiang Qingying was silent for a moment, then said with certainty, "He is waiting for you."
Lu Jinyuan let out a laugh, finally shifting his gaze from his phone to her face. His long fingers gently caressed her cheek, the movement tender and affectionate.
"I don't care if you're part of the reason," he sneered. "Why wouldn't we accept talent that's been offered up?"
Jiang Qingying lifted her eyelids to look at him, meeting his calm, unfathomable eyes. "You don't care at all? Aren't you jealous?"
She still asked it.
Lu Jinyuan smiled indifferently, but the temperature around him dropped considerably. "My wife and children are in my hands. What tricks can he possibly pull?"
Jiang Qingying stared at him, remaining silent.
After a long pause, she said slowly, "Fu Mufan wouldn't do anything to threaten us."
“Of course, it’s just my gut feeling,” she emphasized.
Having dominated the business world for years, she had a keen eye for people. Furthermore, her relationship with Fu Mufan had always been that of ordinary friends. Aside from the years he pursued her during their university years, they hadn't been in contact unless there was something important. She could sense that Fu Mufan had moved on from this relationship; as for why he wanted to deepen the connection...
She guessed—he was bored and wanted to have some fun.
Lu Jinyuan: "Yeah, I could feel it too."
That concludes the discussion.
The car window was lowered to a crack, and the evening breeze from outside slipped in through the gap, carrying a slightly sweet smell of alcohol that filled the nostrils.
Jiang Qingying stared at his thin lips, took a deep sniff, found the source of the scent, and thought of the cherry blossom wine she hadn't been able to drink.
Recalling the dinner table earlier, the man didn't seem to eat much; he mostly drank alcohol.
My heart felt like it was being gently brushed back and forth by goose feathers, making it unbearably itchy.
With a "snap".
The front partition was lowered, separating the driver's seat from the rear seats.
She asked, "Kiss?"
Lu Jinyuan raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to look at her without saying a word.
"I want to try the taste of cherry blossom wine."
He let out a chuckle.
They were quite composed, though.
"You kissed me just to taste the wine?"
Jiang Qingying's expression froze. She remained silent for a second, then nodded neither humbly nor arrogantly. Then, with a hint of resentment, she complained, "What can I do? I can't drink alcohol."
Lu Jinyuan's gaze lingered on her red lips for a moment, then he pressed his thumb against her chin and gently pulled her into his arms. The next second, he offered her a kiss that smelled of wine.
Jiang Qingying nestled in his arms, her forearms braced against his hard chest, able to faintly feel the muscle lines of his abdomen through his clothes. She had actually touched and admired it directly without any barriers, but feeling it through the fabric brought a strange sense of mystery.
It's often said that a man's kissing skills are innate, something he learns without a teacher.
But Jiang Qingying believes that defining the technique of a kiss depends on the coordination, which refers to how one party provokes the other to respond under different environments and conditions.
Just like now, her tongue seemed to be hooked, but in the instant it was hooked, it was suddenly released. In the cramped space, the watery taste mixed with the smell of wine. With a hook and a pull, the tongues touched like a dragonfly skimming the water, causing a tingling sensation that made the taster's mouth water.
Good or bad!
After the kiss ended, I was breathless, but I didn't taste a single drop of cherry blossom wine.
Jiang Qingying glanced away with resentment.
Lu Jinyuan smiled triumphantly.
The car drove into the underground garage of the house. After parking the car, the driver, being very sensible, didn't say or ask any questions and quietly left the garage.
The dim surroundings, the two pairs of unclear eyes, and the overall atmosphere seemed incredibly gloomy.
Lu Jinyuan thought for a moment, then let out a long sigh, "Let's go back."
Jiang Qingying didn't say anything.
The elevator went straight to the bedroom floor. As soon as the heavy elevator doors opened, Jiang Qingying was swept up in the arms of the man beside her before she could even take a step.
"you..."
"Didn't you want to try the wine?"
Jiang Qingying's eyelashes fluttered incessantly, as if she wanted to say something, but the words remained unspoken.
Just a few steps from the bedroom, Lu Jinyuan was fast and had long legs.
In no time, the two were on the bed in the bedroom.
The lights were off, and the floor-length curtains were wide open, letting the moonlight stream onto the bed. The intertwined figures resembled the dazzling protagonists on a stage.
The sound of water splashing was constant, and heavy clothes were scattered all over the floor beside the bed.
Jiang Qingying was about to drown in this enchanting atmosphere filled with the aroma of wine.
His thin lips left her lips, moved to behind her ear, and then to the side of her neck, kissing her everywhere as if they were traveling over her body.
She hadn't touched a drop of alcohol, but now she reeked of it.
Lu Jinyuan stopped abruptly, looked into her watery black eyes, and said in a low, husky voice, "I won't kiss you anymore."
They felt it was too early, as they were all afraid of something going wrong. It was only three months old.
He couldn't keep asking her for help.
He avoided her stomach, held her close, and lay on the bed, burying his head deep in her shoulder, breathing heavily.
"Kissing you like this makes me feel so uncomfortable."
Somewhat helpless, but mostly aggrieved, like a down-and-out person at a loss.
Jiang Qingying's most immediate feeling was that he was playing the victim!
She couldn't help but laugh a few times, poking his shoulder with her index finger and teasingly saying, "I didn't force you."
Lu Jinyuan was so angry that he didn't want to speak.
Jiang Qingying lay sprawled on the bed, staring at the ceiling in the dim light. After thinking for a long time, she finally softened and opened her arms to hug him. She stroked the back of his head a few times with her palm and then ran her fingers through his short hair.
Like comforting a puppy.
The idea was discovered not long afterward.
"Do you think I'm a dog?" A dull voice came from under the shoulder.
Jiang Qingying paused, "I was just trying to comfort you."
"Petting the dog is enough," Lu Jinyuan said leisurely. After a moment, he lifted his head from her shoulder and looked at her again, his eyes clear and bright.
"I'm going on a business trip to another province tomorrow. It's a last-minute decision," he said seriously.
Jiang Qingying nodded. "How long will it take?"
"About a week." Lu Jinyuan turned on the warm light in the room and helped her sit up. "Take good care of yourself while I'm gone."
“You’ve taken good care of yourself while I’m here,” she retorted.
He lifted her chin, his palm tracing the delicate skin of her jawline. His gaze lingered on her fair, rosy face, and he chuckled lightly, "Those tonics and pregnancy-stabilizing medicines, would you have drunk them if I hadn't coaxed you?"
"..." Jiang Qingying was very honest and confident, "I won't drink."
Lu Jinyuan hummed in agreement, saying nonchalantly, "That's why I plan to have Mom supervise you."
"No need," Jiang Qingying frowned. "I'll drink it myself."
It made her act like a child.
"President Jiang's word is as good as gold."
"Yes!"
Lu Jinyuan was very satisfied.
Jiang Qingying felt like killing someone.
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