Chapter 105 You Want Me to Die
When Jiang Jingyan walked in, Chen Qing was leaning against the armrest of the soft leather sofa, flipping through a magazine out of boredom.
She has been practicing piano for many years and has developed an occupational disease in her waist due to sitting for a long time. She can hardly sit steadily and her body will tilt after a while.
In fact, this sitting posture is more harmful to the waist. He has said this many times, but the effect is minimal.
Jiang Jingyan approached quietly, but Chen Qing didn't notice. She propped up her chin and concentrated on watching an interview with a business tycoon. The setting sun shone in through the window, casting a soft golden light on the edges of the hair on her ears.
"Does it look good?" He suddenly said, reaching out to grab it. The cufflinks brushed against the side of her face, making her shudder. "An old man who is almost forty."
Chen Qing turned over and answered honestly, "Li Dong, the chairman of Bincheng Group, has a first-class appearance."
The man's face was like a pool of ink. "What about me?"
She shook her head, "You wait for second place."
"Don't think about it. Dong Li's children are only seven years old." Jiang Jingyan rolled up the magazine and tapped her head. "Mrs. Li should come to have tea with you."
"I only said he was good-looking, but I didn't say what I thought."
"There are so many good-looking men, but I've never heard you praise Tang Xiaoming."
"Mr. Xiao looks weird." Chen Qing followed him to the desk, "I don't like him."
Jiang Jingyan laughed and stretched out his legs to tease her, "What kind does Miss Qing'er like?"
Chen Qing lost his balance and threw himself into his arms, glancing at the door from the corner of his eyes, "Don't make trouble..."
"It's my territory." Jiang Jingyan's movements became more and more bold, reaching into the clothes and groping all the way, "What are you afraid of?"
An indescribable strong smell of primal male desire burst out in the air.
Chen Qing held his palm and asked, "Has any woman been here before?"
"you."
Her heart was pounding. "Except me."
Jiang Jingyan just kept kissing her, sucking deeply, kissing her passionately and intoxicatedly.
This is where he issues orders every day, a high position that everyone looks up to. Working in such an environment makes the blood in his body boil almost without any encouragement.
"Do you know Yu Lu?"
This is the name under the nude photo.
The belt buckle clicked, and Jiang Jingyan breathed heavily. "What fish? Are you craving fish? The grouper from the Jingfu compound is fresh. We'll have it for dinner."
Chen Qing chuckled.
His strong thighs lifted her up and he said in a hoarse voice, "Go into the inner room."
"No." Chen Qing panicked, "Mrs. Jiang is still waiting..."
"Mother will have guests soon. I have prepared clothes for you." Jiang Jingyan picked her up without saying anything.
This office is fully equipped, especially since Jiang Jingyan was sent by the higher-ups, Huasheng dared not neglect him.
Chen Qing was dizzy from the kiss and leaned forward against his strong chest.
One is cold, the other is hot, one is hard, the other is soft.
No one survived the violent collision.
Jiang Jingyan pushed her against the wardrobe, skillfully arousing all her sensitive points. It was so stimulating that she bit the tip of her tongue fiercely.
The man gasped, but did not get angry. A laugh rolled out of his throat, and he seemed to enjoy her aggressive look very much.
Chen Qing buried her breath in his shoulder and said, "The curtains are not closed."
Jiang Jingyan's office was on the tenth floor. There was no one living outside the window for miles, but Chen Qing didn't know that.
He teased mischievously, "I like this."
Chen Qing was anxious and tried to hide from him, "We'll be seen..."
"Let them see."
He kissed her more and more passionately, as if he was losing control.
Someone knocked on the door, and Chen Qing burst into tears, "Jiang Jingyan..."
Jiang Jingyan couldn't stand the shouting. He pinched her wrist bones and pressed them down tightly. His wet lips and tongue pressed against her ear, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "You want me to die."
He arched his back, and Chen Qing's vision became clear. He saw the afterglow from outside the window pouring in, loosely enveloping the edge of the man's arm muscles.
No matter how much he quarreled, Jiang Jingyan would not trouble her before meeting Mrs. Jiang. He would not trouble her until she was exhausted and unable to explain.
Besides, time is not abundant.
Chen Qing changed into her clothes. The elegant style and crescent-shaped white long skirt matched her aura.
Jiang Jingyan never let her wear short skirts or pants, and before that he didn't even allow her to have skirts at home. The reason was that when he first brought her home, she would cry if she put on a skirt.
The psychologist said that the trauma of Qingyoufuyuan was too deep. It got better after he grew up, and he only accepted the length of his calves.
Chen Qing gathered all her long hair to one side and walked towards Jiang Jingyan while tidying it up.
The skirt was tailored to fit her perfectly, and the V-neckline was inlaid with small diamonds, which sparkled brightly. The hem of the skirt swayed with her steps.
The flame he had just suppressed suddenly rose rapidly, and he squinted his eyes and took a long puff of smoke.
"Can I go now?" she asked, leaning on the edge of the desk.
Jiang Jingyan leaned back in the leather seat, his tie untied, his shirt collar turned up, looking like a playboy.
He stubbed out his cigarette and said, "Let's go."
Chen Qing took the tie from the coat rack and asked, "Can I help you?"
"No need." Jiang Jingyan stood up and, as he brushed past her, he lowered his head, his voice tinged with a smile, "Help me tonight."
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Mrs. Jiang suddenly softened her stance today and agreed to allow Jiang Jingyan to take Chen Qing with him in a high-profile manner. Lian Zhuo thought it was a good sign. Maybe Mrs. Jiang had figured it out?
Jiang Jingyan did not express his opinion and asked him to retrieve the list of VIP guests for the Jingfu Courtyard tonight.
After half an hour's drive, we arrived at the hotel.
There is an artificial lake in the backyard of the Jing Mansion, which covers an exaggerated area. There are two pavilions in the middle of the lake, with curtains hanging on them. From a distance, it looks as beautiful as a painting.
The waiter said that Mrs. Jiang and the guests had arrived and led them to one of the observation decks in the middle of the lake.
Jiang Jingyan held Chen Qing's hand and raised his eyes slightly to catch sight of the pavilion next to him.
As we got closer, we could hear the sounds of talking and laughing.
Mrs. Jiang saw them first and waved, "Jingyan, let me introduce you."
The two men stood up with their backs to the entrance of the cobblestone road.
A man and a woman.
"This is Director Wei Liangwei, you've met him before." Mrs. Jiang smiled kindly. "Next to him is his sister, Wei Yin."
Jiang Jingyan looked indifferent and nodded as a greeting.
He pulled the chair away and took Chen Qing's hand to sit down.
The atmosphere is mysterious.
Mrs. Jiang's expression froze for a moment, then she smiled again, "Wei Yin is about the same age as Chen Qing, and is also a folk music student, playing the pipa."
Wei Yin bowed slightly and whispered, "Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Jingyan rested his fingers on his chin and hummed.
His tone was so cold that it almost made the conversation awkward.
Chen Qing sat facing Wei Yin, a typical ancient beauty with thin eyebrows, cherry lips, upturned eyes that held a hint of affection, and a graceful figure. If Madame Jiang hadn't mentioned she was a pipa player, Chen Qing would have mistaken her for an opera singer.
Wei Liang and Mrs. Jiang continued to exchange pleasantries, and during their conversation, Mrs. Jiang praised Wei Yin highly.
Jiang Jingyan's expression gradually grew colder. At this moment, Lian Zhuo brought the list and he walked over to the curtain to look through it.
A figure approached from the other end of the cobblestone road. Jiang Jingyan seemed to know who it was. Without looking up, he said indifferently, "It seems that Senior Brother is my mother's guest."
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