Chapter 53 "Jealous."
Early the next morning, when Jiang Yao was washing his face and fixing his hair in the bathroom, Duan Zhuxian was standing next to him brushing his teeth.
Unexpectedly, they looked at each other in the mirror and Jiang Yao quickly looked away.
Whenever he saw Duan Zhuxian's pale thin lips, he remembered what Duan Zhuxian had given him last night, especially when there was milky white toothpaste foam stuck between his lips.
After yesterday's meeting, he immediately crawled into bed and pretended to be asleep. Later, he actually fell asleep, but his sleep was not very restful.
In his dream, he seemed to be trapped in an endless loop, repeating the same ten minutes or so throughout the night. First, the flesh and blood in a certain place throbbed wildly, then spread to the whole body, until even his soul seemed to be tightly bound, clamoring without any resistance.
He had never experienced such an ecstatic feeling in his life.
It was really cool.
But Duan Zhuxian is a person with mild mysophobia, doesn’t he mind the dirt?
He really couldn't hold it back at the time, and Duan Zhuxian probably didn't react in time, so he didn't know how much he choked on...
Jiang Yao couldn't control the rampant fantasies in his mind. Every time he glanced at the mirror, he would meet Duan Zhuxian's indifferent gaze on him, and then he would look away in panic.
After repeating this several times, he felt inexplicably embarrassed and annoyed, and nudged Duan Zhuxian with his elbow: "Stand away, don't seduce me so early in the morning."
Duan Zhuxian raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did I do?"
Because he was speaking with toothpaste in his mouth, some milky white foam flowed out as his lips opened and closed.
More like...
Unable to withstand the visual stimulation, Jiang Yao reacted instantly.
So, under Duan Zhuxian's nose, he blushed and quickly fled the bathroom, without even having time to use the styling spray to press down the red hair at the end of his hair.
*
After leaving home, Jiang Yao became busy. He went to the head office for a meeting in the morning, and then returned to the branch office to deploy work. In the afternoon, he also took time to go out, and Chen Yiqi drove to pick him up.
Chen Yiqi is going to meet with the investment manager today. It is the first time for him to make a decision alone, and it is a matter of life and death like financing. He is unsure, so he asks Jiang Yao to help take charge. The location is in the office building across the block from Huayan Building.
After the event, Jiang Yao was riding in Chen Yiqi's car passing Huayan. He thought of someone and asked Chen Yiqi to stop the car and let him out.
Since you are here, why not visit me?
As he walked into the building, he was greeted by two energetic front desk girls. Jiang Yao had never seen them before, so they must be new.
He was standing at the security checkpoint in front of the elevator, originally planning to call Duan Zhuxian to inform him to come downstairs to meet him, but suddenly he paused, turned around and walked to the front desk and said, "Hello, I want to see Duan Zhuxian."
The receptionist gave a standard professional smile: "Hello sir, do you have an appointment?"
Jiang Yao said: "No appointment."
The receptionist said, "I'm sorry, but you need to make an appointment to see Mr. Duan. You can register first. What's your name?"
Jiang Yao said, "My last name is Jiang, and I'm your General Manager Duan's husband."
Upon hearing this, the receptionist opened her eyes wide and her sharp gaze fell on the ring on Jiang Yao's left hand.
She remembered that she seemed to have seen exactly the same one on Mr. Duan's hand. Because Mr. Duan often used his left hand, including holding his mobile phone and pressing the elevator button, she initially thought that Mr. Duan was left-handed.
Although she had just taken office, she had heard about the marriage between Mr. Duan and Jiangli Technology. The boss of Jiangli was surnamed Jiang.
Jiang Yao smiled and said, "My phone is out of battery. Could you please help me contact him?"
The receptionist did not dare to delay and dialed the internal line of Duan Zhuxian's office. No one answered, so he dialed his mobile phone number and the call was finally connected.
"Hello, Mr. Duan, there's a Mr. Jiang who wants to see you. He says he's your..."
The receptionist froze and subconsciously looked at Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao's lips curled up into a smile, and he raised his chin to signal the receptionist to do as he said.
The receptionist made up her mind and quickly spat out four words as if her mouth was burning: "Your husband."
The other party was silent for a moment, and then said something.
It’s such a shame that I can’t hear the tone or see the expression.
After hanging up the phone, the receptionist said, "Mr. Duan is in a meeting on the 12th floor. Please go to his office and wait for him first."
After Jiang Yao passed through security with the temporary pass, the two receptionists looked at each other for a long while, with gossipy expressions on their faces.
Jiang Yao's lips curled up. If nothing unexpected happened, he would soon appear in the various private gossip groups of Huayan employees as "Mr. Duan's husband."
Entering the elevator, Jiang Yao pressed 15, but walked out of the elevator early on the 12th floor.
He had been to this multi-functional conference room on the 12th floor once to explain the investment to Huayan's senior management.
Duan Zhuxian was now standing where he was then, but he was sitting, listening to a report from a subordinate not far away. He had a handsome but cold face, and an inhuman attitude. He looked at people with a sense of oppression.
Jiang Yao suddenly bumped into him and felt unfamiliar with him.
These past few days, Duan Zhuxian's gaze towards him was simply terrifying. He no longer argued with him or confronted him head-on. He almost forgot what Duan Zhuxian was like before.
In a place where Duan Zhuxian couldn't see, Jiang Yao watched Duan Zhuxian's harsh and rational appearance with great interest for a while, and used this opportunity to recall the Duan Zhuxian who was always outside his world and didn't want to get close to him at all. It was like recalling the past and thinking about the present, and he actually felt a little emotional.
Because his attention was taken away by the most eye-catching person, it was a long time before he realized that Duan Feiyi was also there, but he was not sitting at the conference table. Instead, he was sitting on a bench in the corner with some people. It seemed that he was more of an observer than an attendee.
When Duan Zhuxian was speaking, Duan Feiyi stared at him with his narrow eyes, his eyes mixed with unwillingness and subconscious fear.
When he bullied Duan Zhuxian by relying on the fact that he had a mother, he probably didn't expect that his status would change like this today.
Jiang Yao sneered, took out his phone, and found a trusted acquaintance: "Help me check Duan Feiyi."
Before Duan Zhuxian walked out of the meeting room, Jiang Yao returned to Duan Zhuxian's office first.
More than ten minutes later, Duan Zhuxian pushed the door open and walked in. He loosened his tie and glanced at Jiang Yao who was lying on the sofa and browsing his phone.
"I heard you are my husband?"
"You've taken advantage of me so many times, can't I take advantage of you in return?" Jiang Yao sat up with a provocative expression on his face.
Duan Zhuxian walked to the desk and said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter whether it's husband or wife, it means there can only be one anyway."
Jiang Yao couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Just pretend!
On the day of the wedding banquet, I don’t know whose face turned so dark because of a name.
He firmly believed that Duan Zhuxian's sudden expression of worry at the banquet was because someone called her "sister-in-law".
Jiang Yao walked over to Duan Zhuxian, pushed him against the desk face to face, and said with a wicked smile: "Since it doesn't matter, how about we switch beds?"
Duan Zhuxian said, "This won't work."
After saying that, he grabbed Jiang Yao's waist and pushed him forward suddenly, pushing him to the corner of the wall, with one leg stuck between Jiang Yao's legs.
Jiang Yao hummed twice. He was just talking. Before he got involved with Duan Zhuxian, he was still a virgin. Although he considered himself a virgin, he had never actually done it. Later, after being slept with by Duan Zhuxian several times, he got to know the taste and gradually couldn't get rid of that feeling.
Duan Zhuxian added: "But I can fulfill your wish to be on top."
As he spoke, he picked up the remote control beside him and lowered all the curtains around him. The room suddenly fell into darkness, with only the desk lamp on.
Jiang Yao suddenly felt dizzy. Duan Zhuxian held up his slightly softened waist. He stared at him and asked, "What kind of wish is that? When did I ever say that?"
"Last time in my office, you said you wanted to move on your own." Duan Zhuxian lowered his voice to a very low level, accompanied by a teasing, "Mr. Jiang shouldn't be such a person who doesn't keep his word."
From the time the sunset filled the sky to the time the last ray of setting sun set in the horizon, Jiang Yao left the office of Vice President Huayan angrily, his legs shaking.
Next time I will never visit the beast on a whim again!
*
On Saturday night, Wei Zhihan asked Jiang Yao to meet him.
Thinking about how the other party had helped him a lot in the construction industry some time ago, Jiang Yao accepted the invitation before he had time to thank him properly. The location was a bar on the commercial street.
Wei Zhihan still arrived earlier. Jiang Yao was used to it. He guessed that this guy was just impatient.
After they sat down, they drank for a while and watched a band performance. During a lull in the noisy music, Jiang Yao raised his glass and said, "I'm sorry for troubling you a while ago. I'll remember the favor and will definitely repay you when I have the chance."
Wei Zhihan clinked glasses with him and said, "No need to pay it back, I did it all voluntarily."
Wei Zhihan always looks like he is willing to make sacrifices, even though they were just ordinary classmates in the past.
Jiang Yao couldn't help but tease: "Are you so kind-hearted to everyone?"
Wei Zhihan smiled bitterly: "It seems that you really haven't noticed at all that I have actually liked you for many years."
Jiang Yao was still laughing, but he spat out half of the wine. When he coughed and saw Wei Zhihan wanted to wipe his mouth, he immediately put his hand out to block him and took a tissue himself.
Wei Zhihan glanced at his opened hand and said, "Back then, you were a big shot in school, and I had nothing. I was afraid you wouldn't look down on me, so I thought I'd work hard to improve myself first. When I finally made a name for myself and returned home, I didn't expect the first thing I'd do would be attend your wedding."
Jiang Yao was shocked. He tried to recall his school days with Wei Zhihan, but he couldn't find any hint of her having a crush on him. He didn't even remember Wei Zhihan very clearly. They weren't close at all, and most of their interactions had been through Duan Zhuxian.
Then he changed his mind, suddenly remembering something, and asked, "Does Duan Zhuxian know? You two used to have a good relationship."
Wei Zhihan nodded: "He knows."
Jiang Yao narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, then lifted his eyelids and looked at Wei Zhihan: "Let's stop drinking here today. I owe you a favor for what you did for me before. After I repay you, we will just be ordinary old classmates."
Wei Zhihan drank the wine at the bottom of the glass and stared at the man in front of him.
She has a pretty face and always has a faint smile on her face, as if she would never embarrass anyone. But I didn't expect that she would be so cold when it comes to saying no.
Wei Zhihan asked, "I have a driver. Can I give you a ride?"
"I'll ask Duan Zhuxian to pick me up." Jiang Yao waved his hand. "You go first. I'm afraid he'll get angry if he sees you."
Wei Zhihan took a deep breath and stood up.
The main reason he told Jiang Yao all this today was to give an explanation for his relationship, but there was also a bit of luck mixed in. What if Jiang Yao and Duan Zhuxian's relationship was too bad, their marriage was unstable, and they got divorced one day?
But judging from Jiang Yao's current attitude, he was thinking too much.
The harsh words Duan Zhuxian said to him at the wedding banquet half a month ago seemed to have worked.
*
Duan Zhuxian was having dinner with Fu Yang when he received the message from Jiang Yao.
He put down his chopsticks and said to Fu Yang, "I'm leaving first."
Fu Yang was talking about his business, but he was stunned when he heard this: "Why are you leaving so suddenly? We haven't even finished our meal yet!"
Duan Zhuxian said, "Go pick up my wife."
Fu Yang: “…”
Half an hour later, Duan Zhuxian walked into the bar and saw Jiang Yao from afar, holding half a glass of wine and leaning against the back of the sofa. His shirt was open from the collar by two buttons, revealing the traces of his collarbone. He squinted his eyes under the dim light, looking like he was hanging out in a nightclub. Half of the people within a five-meter radius had their eyes on him.
Duan Zhuxian's eyes darkened and he walked quickly to him.
Jiang Yao slowly raised his eyelids: "Take me home."
Duan Zhuxian hummed, took away the wine glass that Jiang Yao was about to put into his mouth, and half-dragged and half-carried him out of the chair.
Sitting in Duan Zhuxian's car, Jiang Yao, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly stirred and asked, "On the night of the wedding, you were inexplicably mad. I think it was because you saw me adding another guy on WeChat. Were you jealous?"
Duan Zhuxian paused and said, "Yes."
Jiang Yao said "Oh", said nothing more, and continued to close his eyes.
After getting off the car, Jiang Yao was half sober, but he deliberately acted as if he was unsteady on his feet and put most of his weight on Duan Zhuxian.
After helping Jiang Yao into the house, Duan Zhuxian asked, "Who did you drink with? Why did you drink so much?"
Jiang Yao said, "Wei Zhihan."
The next second, Jiang Yao was pressed against the door panel by Duan Zhuxian, his wrists were clamped and lifted to his ears, forcing him into a surrender posture.
Jiang Yao's back was numb from the collision, his head was buzzing, and the remaining half of the alcohol was sobered up by the shock: "What are you doing?"
Duan Zhuxian's thin lips moved slightly, and two concise words popped out: "Jealous."
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