Chapter 56 No One is Competing with You

Li Qinghe took it and drank it all in one gulp. He drank too much, gulping down the drink, and even shed a lot of tears.

Jiang Jingxing handed her a tissue, his movements not too gentle, "No one is competing with you for it."

Li Qinghe felt upset and didn't want to talk. He just drank one cup after another.

Soon, the bottle was empty. Li Qinghe shook the empty bottle, tilted his head, and looked at Jiang Jingxing with wet eyes, "I want to drink more."

It felt like a huge chunk of his chest had collapsed. No matter how hard Jiang Jingxing's heart was, it completely melted because of Li Qinghe's casual look.

Li Qinghe is good in many ways, so what she wants is Jiang Jingxing's tolerance.

The wine was brought, but Jiang Jingxing did not intend to give it to her, "One bottle of wine, one secret."

Li Qinghe's eyes were clear. She could drink quite well, but it was only red wine, so she wouldn't get drunk.

"It's a bit disappointing." Li Qinghe smiled faintly, lifted the blanket on his body, and stepped on the furry carpet without shoes. "The weather is getting hot, so it's time to take off this blanket."

Jiang Jingxing glanced at it and said "hmm", but it was unclear whether it was a yes or no.

I stepped on the carpet a few more times. It was soft and very comfortable.

In the TV series, He Nianbai's deep voice continued.

"I can live or die. I will never forget my family's vengeance. I just want the people to be healthy."

Seeing that Li Qinghe's attention was all attracted by the pretty boy in the TV series, Jiang Jingxing put down the red wine irritably and held him in his arms with a tough attitude. His slightly cold voice seemed to be soothing but also threatening, "If you are unhappy, you can tell me. Li Qinghe, you should learn to rely on me a little more."

I don’t know if it’s because the embrace of the person behind me is too warm, but after Li Qinghe was touched by it, she didn’t want to leave.

Especially when Jiang Jingxing gently stroked her hair, as tenderly as if he was comforting a very vulnerable child.

This was the first time that Li Qinghe felt like crying.

"I'm a little sad." Li Qinghe is an excellent actor. Her tears formed a small circle in her eyes, but she forced them back.

But the sound was very soft and thin, and sounded like the crying of a kitten.

"Do you want to cry?" Jiang Jingxing was very unromantic. He gently lifted Li Qinghe's chin, looked carefully at her slightly red and moist eyes, and asked her very seriously.

Originally, she wanted to cry, but after Jiang Jingxing said this, Li Qinghe didn't want to cry anymore.

Li Qinghe coldly slapped his hand away. She was not afraid of him either. She simply picked up the red wine in front of her and poured it into the goblet gracefully.

Jiang Jingxing lowered his eyes to glance at the slightly red back of his hand, and was no longer afraid of him.

When he first returned to China, even though Li Qinghe was trying hard to hide it, Jiang Jingxing knew that Li Qinghe was afraid of him.

After being together for so long, Li Qinghe was no longer afraid of him, and would even ignore his anger and annoy him all day long.

After drinking half of the red wine, Li Qinghe felt bored again. She turned around and looked at Jiang Jingxing and asked him seriously, "Do you think I am not presentable as an actor?"

Perhaps because she was born in such a family, Wang Meiling's family is a famous family of calligraphy and painting, and can be regarded as a family of scholars. So she always believes that doing business is the most respectable, and being a cultured person is also good no matter how poor it is. People like Li Qinghe, who appear on the screen all day and make money by relying on their looks, are the most shameful to her.

Jiang Jingxing's eyes turned cold, but not towards Li Qinghe. He knew that Wang Meiling had never supported Li Qinghe's entry into the entertainment industry. But when would he allow others to talk about his woman?

"I like it very much." Jiang Jingxing's bony fingers passed over her hand and easily snatched the red wine from her hand. He lowered his head slightly and placed the wine on the place where Li Qinghe had just drunk.

Then he drank it all in one gulp.

Li Qinghe stopped talking and focused on watching He Nianbai in the TV series.

"Don't worry about what others say." Jiang Jingxing couldn't bear to see Li Qinghe like this. His white fingers twisted her black hair, one circle after another. His movements were gentle, as if he was afraid that he would pull her hair in the next second. "Qinghe, if you want to be a movie queen, I will protect you."

That night, Li Qinghe heard the most beautiful love words.

Jiang Jingxing was not the first person to support her, but he was the first person to understand her.

It was late at night. Li Qinghe held his wildly beating heart and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Riverview Office.

Secretary Liu respectfully handed all of Tan Ying's information to Jiang Jingxing, and then said, "Mr. Jiang, you and Tan Ying met when you were a junior, but you don't remember it. According to her agent, you probably picked up the book that fell on the ground for her."

Then, Tan Ying fell in love with Jiang Jingxing.

The heartbeat of youth is too simple. Maybe it’s just that the sun is shining brightly that day and he just happens to be by your side.

Jiang Jingxing frowned, stared at the girl with bangs in the photo, and thought hard.

Secretary Liu asked him, "Mr. Jiang, what do you remember?"

"So ugly." Jiang Jingxing waved her information away with great disdain, "Send her abroad and don't let her hang around in front of Qinghe."

Jiang Jingxing was the most ruthless in terms of doing things. He was always used to doing things cleanly and neatly, leaving no hidden dangers.

Although Tan Ying's IQ is not high, she is a talented person since she was able to anger Qinghe from her family.

Secretary Liu quickly responded that he had understood. Except for Miss Li, President Jiang didn't even know how to write the words "cherish the beauty".

After thinking for a while, Secretary Liu asked again, "What about the Li family's matter? Should we still help?"

"No need, leave it to Li Qingyun to handle it himself." Jiang Jingxing's voice was slightly cold.

This tone...

Secretary Liu thought about it for a moment and wrote down another item in his mind.

President Jiang hates Li Qingyun, he hates him very much.

The last day of Li Qinghe's vacation was her birthday.

That day, Li Qinghe received a room full of flowers, which were arranged into the shape of a heart.

I have to admit, this idea is a bit old-fashioned, but at least she likes this gift.

"Old-fashioned?" Jiang Jingxing frowned. When he heard these two words from Li Qinghe's mouth, his face darkened. He wondered how many months' salary he should deduct from Secretary Liu when he returned.

"But I like it very much." Li Qinghe held her favorite roses with a faint look in her eyes, "This is the first time I received flowers on my birthday."

Jiang Jingxing felt so distressed that he wished he could send the most beautiful flowers in the world to Li Qinghe.

Wang Meiling really has no taste. His Qinghe is much more valuable than Li Qingyun's.

After the flowers, Jiang Jingxing, who lives in the Paleolithic Age, arranged a candlelight dinner.

Perhaps because it was his first time, the old-fashioned Jiang Jingxing turned off all the lights in the room and left only candles.

It was pitch black in front of him, with only the flickering candlelight. Jiang Jingxing sat opposite Li Qinghe, but because of his line of sight, he couldn't see his outline clearly.

It's a bit creepy.