Chapter 159 I am Jiang Nian



If you spend a lot of time with Jiang Nian, you'll find that she's the kind of person who responds better to gentle persuasion than force.

Moreover, they especially prefer soft foods.

If you're a friend, she'll almost never refuse if you sweet-talk her and ask her for something.

After sending those two messages and seeing that Jiang Nian didn't reply, Tang Qiuya pressed on and sent several more pitiful and cute emojis.

Sure enough, I received a reply half a minute later.

【address. 】

Although it was just two concise words, Tang Qiuya on the other side of the screen still let out a scream in her room.

Mrs. Tang, who was in the living room, was so frightened that she rushed over, thinking something had happened to her precious daughter.

"What's wrong, Qiuya? What happened?"

Tang Qiuyue couldn't contain her excitement: "Mom, quickly tell Aunt Yu and the others to get ready. A friend of mine is coming to our house in a little while."

Mrs. Tang's eyes widened in shock: "You? A friend?"

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After receiving the address from Tang Qiuya, Jiang Nian turned off her phone.

She turned her gaze to the man leaning against the bed, his waist wrapped in gauze, still reading documents.

"I have to go out for a bit. I'll be back at the Ji family home tonight. You stay here and rest."

Jiang Nian only realized after getting to know Si Boye that he wasn't as free as she had previously thought.

On the contrary, he is very busy.

So busy that even while recuperating from a gunshot wound at the Fu family home, he would still hold two-hour-long remote meetings.

I don't know who said it before, but only when a top leader has a bunch of useless people under his command does he need to do everything himself.

Si Boye raised his head, his handsome and wicked face revealing a hint of languor.

Where to?

"I'm going to visit a friend of mine to accompany her as she practices the cello."

Hearing the word "friend" and thinking of Song Sichen and Qi Yi from before, men are particularly sensitive.

He pretended not to care, but casually asked, "A girl?"

Jiang Nian found it somewhat amusing. Rarely showing any interest in the other person's reaction, she raised an eyebrow: "What if it's a boy?"

She thought Si Boye would tell her she couldn't go.

After all, the so-called domineering CEOs that Li Ning mentioned were indeed very domineering.

Si Boye said seriously, "Then I'll call Lin Qian right now."

Jiang Nian was completely baffled: "Why are you calling Lin Qian?"

"Isn't it more interesting to have him teach Pippi a backflip to keep you here than to watch some cello?"

As he spoke, the man put down the documents in his hand and came closer.

Jiang Nian was also impressed by Si Boye's thought process.

Linqian & Pipi: What did we do to deserve this?

The next second, the man pulled her onto his lap. He made her sit with her legs wrapped around his waist, while his large hands encircled her waist.

With a strong pull, he pressed her against his broad, muscular chest, where she could feel the powerful beating of his heart.

"Stop joking, can you even move your injured back?"

Jiang Nian's original intention was that Si Boye had a gunshot wound to his waist and abdomen, and yet he still made such a big movement as lifting her onto his body, which made his waist and abdomen exert force.

Moreover, she dared not move in that position, for fear of touching the man's wound.

But as soon as she said it, she realized that her words would make people have all sorts of wild thoughts, and the air around her instantly became ambiguous and hot.

The small mole on her earlobe blushed slightly.

“…Baby, you’re seducing me.”

Si Boye stared at her, then suddenly spoke in a resentful tone.

Jiang Nian immediately denied it: "I didn't."

"But he got up."

The man's tone was even more resentful, "I just wanted a hug."

"That's not what I meant. It's just that your mind is full of lewd nonsense all the time."

Seeing the girl turn her face away, but her earlobes turned even redder, Si Boye's heart melted.

How could his baby be so successful in so many ways, yet so innocent and naive in matters of the heart, like a cute and easily fooled little rabbit?

Si Boye lowered his head and chuckled softly, his thin lips close to Jiang Nian's.

A low, husky, sexy voice, accompanied by breaths, whispered in the girl's earlobe: "...What do you think I mean, baby? What kind of waist movement?"

Jiang Nian took a deep breath and pushed the man away.

But the next second, the man frowned and hissed, "Ah—"

"What's wrong? Did I touch your wound?"

Jiang Nian snapped out of her daze and instinctively tensed up, leaning over to Si Boye.

Just as I was checking if I had bumped into the man's wound, a hand cupped the back of my head.

A tender, passionate kiss ensued, their lips and tongues entwined.

The man's kissing skills became increasingly proficient, making the woman's body feel hot and weak, and drawing her into a state of indulgence and ecstasy.

After a long while, he finally released her.

His voice was even hoarser.

"I could have held back, but now I really need to take a shower."

Jiang Nian's breathing was unsteady, her face flushed, but her voice remained cold: "Then I'm leaving."

Fu Jinyi was speechless when Si Boye arranged for her to take a bath right after the girl left.

"Can't you control yourself a little? You always take showers with injuries, don't you find it troublesome?"

Si Boye glanced at him lazily.

"From the moment you fall in love with someone at first sight, your psychological and physiological reactions become uncontrollable by reason. If you can control it, it's not love."

Si Boye rarely spoke seriously.

Fu Jinyi also gave it a serious look, which was rare for him.

He and Si Boye grew up together. Before Si Boye met the girl, he had never had any interest in women.

He even wondered if Si Boye was impotent or had some kind of sexual orientation problem.

Fu Jingyi was about to chime in when Si Boye added, "But it's no wonder you asked that; after all, a single dog like you wouldn't understand."

Fu Jinyi took a deep breath, then slammed the door shut with a cold expression.

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