Chapter 139 Burning His Mouth
Chen Qing kept his head down and remained silent all the way. Jiang Jingyan didn't turn on the air conditioner in the car. It was cold in the mountains, and it felt a bit stuffy when they got to the city.
She didn't dare take off her coat and soon started sweating.
Jiang Jingyan held her hand and asked, "Are you hurt?"
"No."
"What did they take you for?"
"play cards."
He frowned, "No more?"
Chen Qing scribbled on his palm, "Mrs. Huang and the other two young wives taught me how to win and also learned a new way to play. Next time I play with you, I won't lose money."
"Are you heartless?" Jiang Jingyan was furious and refused to let her hold his hand. "Others sold you out, and you still want to play with them."
Chen Qing stubbornly clasped his fingers together, pressed them against his chest, and leaned forward to press them. "I've gotten the truth out of Boss Huang's house. Every Monday or Wednesday, there's a gambling party going on. There's a secret room on the first and second floors of the basement. The switch is on a bottle of Wuliangye on top of the wine cabinet. The police can't find it. Besides that, he also has a number of mistresses. Apparently, he also provides some unknown pornographic services."
Jiang Jingyan still looked serious.
She continued to confess, "Mr. Yan and I went to find Mrs. Huang to get her to hand over the information, not for anything else. He came to rescue me, and even if he didn't give me the information, I could threaten him by saying that Boss Huang was running a private casino, and I would get it."
"What if he hadn't saved you?"
Chen Qing smiled flatteringly, "Mr. Jiang is so powerful, I knew you would come."
The man pulled his hand away and put his hand on the steering wheel. "You're so smart, I should teach you a lesson and let you stay in that tiger's den for a few days."
She put her face against his arm and asked, "Are you willing to do that?"
Jiang Jingyan glanced sideways, and the passing neon lights illuminated her. Under the bright lights and feasting, her face was pure white, and her eyes were cunning. All the filth of the outside world had not tainted her in the slightest. It was not until this moment that he finally let go of the huge stone that was blocking his heart.
After a long while, he rubbed her earlobe and said, "You can't trust Yan Baiqing's words. Stay away from him."
Chen Qing was stunned. Thinking about the fight between the two of them just now, she didn't want to ask any more questions and nodded obediently, "I understand."
Jiang Jingyan took her back to her apartment in the city center, and went to Chenyuan to get some necessities and clothes. He really couldn't stand the sight of that flirty nightgown. It wasn't feudalism, but Chen Qing rarely showed so much flesh, it was too tempting, and the skirt's origins also annoyed him. A surge of anger and a rage burned him until his mouth was dry.
Arriving at the basement of the apartment building, Chen Qing was reluctant to get out of the car and hid behind it. "What if there are reporters camping here?"
Compared to this, Jiang Jingyan didn't want her to be alone even more. It was late at night and something unexpected might happen again.
"If someone sees you, they'll say you're my 'little wife'." He spoke in a frivolous tone, trying to choke her.
Chen Qing stretched out his leg and kicked him, "I don't deserve it."
"Don't be a mistress, be a proper wife."
Her heart was beating wildly, chaotically and without any rules, rushing around in her chest, causing her throat to constrict. She could only stare blankly.
Jiang Jingyan chuckled, put his arm around her waist and got out of the car.
After entering the elevator, Chen Qing was still in a daze.
She really couldn't tell how much truth and how much falsehood there was in that joke. Who Jiang Jingyan would marry in the end, including the question Yan Baiqing asked her at the wedding. It was like a bottomless abyss. Once her thoughts fell into it, she would be caught in the whirlpool in an instant and destroyed silently.
Jiang Jingyan kissed her forehead lightly, "Wake up."
Chen Qing's eyes focused and the elevator door opened.
But I haven't been here for a few days, and it feels like a lifetime ago.
She laughed, "Have Mr. Jiang's other young wives hidden themselves?"
Jiang Jingyan played along with her, clicking his tongue in frustration, "It seems not. Miss Chen, can you pretend you didn't see it?"
The moment the combination lock was opened, Chen Qing's face froze and he stared at the feet hanging beside the sofa.
A pair of women's feet.
Jiang Jingyan was also surprised. He held her in his arms, frowned, and stepped in.
The back of the sofa covered most of the woman. He walked closer and it was Wei Yin.
Chen Qing's hands hung at his sides, and he curled up weakly, feeling as if he had been hit back to reality.
Jiang Jingyan kicked the coffee table with the tip of his shoe, and the water cup on the table rolled down.
The noise woke Wei Yin up. She sat up, and the strap of her pajamas slipped off. "Mr. Jiang..."
Seeing Chen Qing, her expression was unnatural, and she forced a smile and nodded, "You are here too."
Chen Qing didn't reply.
"How did you get in?" Jiang Jingyan was obviously annoyed and looked him up and down. "Who gave you the password?"
"I made a note of the fact that Secretary Lian brought me here last time."
"What are you doing here?"
Wei Yin licked her lips. "Mrs. Jiang said we need to cultivate our relationship before getting engaged. I've been waiting for you at home these past few days."
got engaged…
Chen Qing took a deep breath and brushed away the man's hand on his waist.
Jiang Jingyan knew he was in trouble. Mrs. Jiang had impulsively said she was getting engaged to the Wei family, but he didn't take it to heart and had no intention of bringing it up with Chen Qing, figuring that once the public opinion died down, anything Mrs. Jiang said would be worthless.
But Chen Qing already had a grudge against Wei Yin. She was sensitive and would worry about the slightest disturbance. Now it was a good thing that they met face to face.
Don't even think about being jealous, you'll be stuck in a jar of vinegar for days and nights.
"Go change your clothes." He rubbed Chen Qing's hair, nuzzled her ear with his nose, and coaxed her softly, "I didn't let anyone touch your things. They're clean."
Chen Qing ignored him and turned away.
Jiang Jingyan didn't lie. The cloakroom was still the same as before she left. The bottles and jars on the dressing table were rearranged. He had a habit of subconsciously putting messy things in order when he saw them.
In Zhounan, whenever Jiang Jingyan came home, Chen Qing's life would instantly become a military-style management. Clothes and socks could not be thrown around, quilts had to be folded and not laid flat, and he had to go to bed and get up early, eat three meals a day on time, and do morning exercises. He was only able to get rid of it after he came to the Luo family.
She pulled out a dress, and the hanger swept over the floor lampshade. She went to support it and saw a condom bag next to the lamp holder on the ground.
Chen Qing never had sex with Jiang Jingyan in the cloakroom.
She pinched her skirt, her knuckles turning white, but she quickly regained her composure.
This is Wei Yin's little trick.
No matter how Jiang Jingyan treated her, with the support of Mrs. Jiang, she could enter and leave the house freely, and she would have the opportunity to turn this show of power into reality.
Chen Qing was not in a hurry. He changed his clothes and went out, and took a walk around the master bedroom and the second bedroom.
In the living room, Jiang Jingyan sat on the sofa while Wei Yin made tea at the counter.
She didn't wear a jacket, still wearing a halter dress that revealed her back. She was a few centimeters taller than Chen Qing, and her figure was slimmer, more bony.
Chen Qing is more voluptuous, with flesh in the right places and soft everywhere. Yuan Hui often takes advantage of her in the dormitory, rubbing her from time to time, saying that it relieves fatigue.
She walked to the sofa, and Wei Yin just happened to come out, holding a cup of tea in each hand and handing it to her, "I just bought some new tea this afternoon, try it."
The tone...it was as if she had come to someone else's house.
Chen Qing didn't take it. She snuggled in Jiang Jingyan's arms, pinching the package with her fingertips. "Is it yours?"
Wei Yin's expression changed.
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