Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Why don’t you follow me? We will…
At that moment, Xin Tong suddenly realized that she was wronged.
It's just that she is too lazy and too tacky.
Too stupid, too drunken.
She is used to treating everything as a game, she is used to her own vitality and resilience, and she is enthusiastic about pressure and frustration.
She never thought that she should feel wronged about these things.
She would be sad if her parents abandoned her, and she would be angry if her status and love were taken away by her brother who had no blood relationship with her.
She is also afraid of things she has never learned, and she is also afraid of taking over a huge mess.
Her every step was closely watched and ridiculed by the entire circle.
Wanting to inherit the family property is wishful thinking, wanting to defeat his rival brother is overestimating his own abilities, and wanting to find the Jiang family is a pipe dream.
She was a playboy, a womanizer, a loser, and everyone hated her.
"Why did those people do this to you?"
Yes, why.
…
The moment the tears fell, Xin Tong saw countless emotions in the eyes of the man opposite her.
First there was confusion. Then there was a daze.
Then his eyes widened in shock.
Finally, he suddenly stood up, and his body, which was originally folded on the sofa, instantly stretched out into a tall and big figure, scaring the two dogs next to him.
"you."
The blond man's brows were furrowed, his whole body stiff, as if he had seen something extremely unbelievable.
Is she crying?
Jiang Chongyan stood there with an extremely ugly expression on his face.
Why is she crying?
Isn't he the one who should be crying?
From the moment he first met this evil woman until now, she had haunted him like a ghost. She had groped him all over, kicked him into the pool, repeatedly harassed and humiliated him, and viewed him as a resource for her to steal his family fortune and career. She even bit him in the private parts like a pervert in the street when he, despite past grudges, rescued her.
Where should he cry?
The girl on the sofa curled up into a ball. Such an arrogant and evil woman was actually silenced by his two questions in a few words, and tears came out of her eyes.
One drop. Another drop.
It just fell on the head of the golden retriever named Cola, mixed in the dog's hair, and disappeared in a flash.
The girl was very quiet, with her head down, not even sobbing.
But he felt it was too annoying. Too awkward. The tear that rolled out of her eye was like magma, burning his heart.
Why is she crying?
Is she so pitiful?
Just asking her two questions made her so sad?
Jiang Chongyan's face was terribly dark, and his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists.
Xin Tong sat on the sofa.
Her emotions come and go suddenly. Melancholy is not her basic character. Even if she is confused for a moment, it will be quickly dispelled by her great blind self-confidence.
Tears flowed down half of my face. It looked like there were a lot of tears, but in fact, there were only a few drops.
She was still in the process of adjusting herself when she was startled by the tall man who suddenly stood up opposite her.
The man's face looked extremely ugly. He stood there silently, staring at her for a few seconds, his face full of gloom, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Then he suddenly stretched out his long legs and walked towards her step by step.
He was too tall, and Xin Tong was sitting, so she had to look up to see him. Not knowing what he was going to do, Xin Tong tilted her head back, and before she could see the man's eyes obscured by his hair, she saw something being thrown towards her, right into her arms.
She caught it subconsciously and looked down.
It's the box of tissues on the living room table.
“…” Xin Tong was stunned.
Pretty thoughtful? She looked up.
The tall man stood in front of her, looking very angry, as if he wanted to say something or curse, but he swallowed all the words back when they came to his lips. He was holding back his anger and looked down at her condescendingly. Finally, after holding it in for a long time, he finally managed to say:
——“Stop crying!”
Jiang Chongyan pulled out two pieces of paper and threw them in her face.
The soft tissue paper with the scent of jasmine fell lightly on Xin Tong's face.
She had a small face, and the tissue almost completely obscured it. Her vision was obscured by the milky white tissue, and she couldn't see anything. Unhappy, she tried to take the tissue off, but the next second, a hand appeared on her face.
Man's palm.
It was huge, carrying the scorching heat of an adult of the opposite sex.
Through a piece of toilet paper, he covered her face and her eyes.
It seemed like he didn't want to see her tearful eyes, so he chose to cover them with his hands.
It was as if he didn't want to have direct physical contact with her, so he added a layer of barrier.
He made a few random wiping motions with his fingers through a thin piece of tissue.
The movements are jerky and stiff.
Young Master Jiang had never wiped a woman's tears, nor had he even seen one shed tears in front of him. He had no experience at all. He used his strength with caution, pressing the person under the tissue until she groaned. He paused, then used even less force.
"You're so fearless in front of others, yet you cry in front of me?"
"Are the questions I ask so hurtful?"
"Or do you feel uncomfortable just seeing me?"
The eldest young master's extremely cold and hard voice came from above his head.
Not getting an answer from Xin Tong, he breathed a little heavier.
The next second, the tissue on Xin Tong's face was lifted up and her vision was restored. She looked up blankly and saw that the man was so angry that he turned around and left without hesitation.
He clenched his right hand into a ball and then released it, a ball of white paper falling out of his palm and being accurately thrown into the trash can. He sat far away from her, pursing his lips without saying a word.
At this point, Xin Tong finally came back to her senses from her dazed state.
Can you say it? She thought that the reason why she lost control of her emotions for a moment was actually because she felt so comfortable the moment Jiang Chongyan asked the question.
No one drugged her to harm her, and her life was not in danger.
Two dogs at her feet enthusiastically stuck out their tongues at her.
I just woke up from a nap and feel refreshed.
The sofa is soft and the blanket is warm.
There is a faint scent of aromatherapy in the air.
And, right opposite her, sat a handsome guy who was 188cm tall. He had just rescued her from a bad guy and brought her back to a private residence that she had never been able to find out before. He frowned and asked her what had happened.
Excuse me.
In fact, she was a little dizzy at that time.
That's why I realized belatedly that I felt wronged from Jiang Chongyan's two questions.
“…Hahaha!” Xin Tong suddenly laughed.
?
Jiang Chongyan's figure froze for a moment, and he quickly turned his head and stared at her coldly.
She bent down, held the golden retriever's head with both hands, and kissed it hard on the head.
He then pulled over the Chinese native dog next to him, opened his mouth and bit the dog's ear with a "woof".
"!" The two dogs seemed a little frightened at this time, and began to retreat involuntarily, not daring to approach the woman who suddenly went crazy and sucked the dogs.
After the kiss, Xin Tong was in a good mood. She pulled the blanket up closer until it wrapped her whole body, like a caterpillar.
The caterpillar smiled and spoke honestly.
"I'm not crying for anything else."
"Because your home is so comfortable."
Xin Tong saw Jiang Chongyan's slightly dazed expression.
The next second he continued to laugh and say something shocking.
"Or, you can follow me."
"I'll move in tomorrow and live with you."
"This house and these two dogs are considered your dowry. I am happy to see you every day when I come home."
...As soon as these two sentences were spoken, the air around them became quiet.
Jiang Chongyan sat there, not saying a word, his eyes almost spitting fire.
He looked at the giggling expression of the woman opposite him. There was no trace of seriousness, commitment or decision in her expression. She just looked like she was joking and casual.
As long as you have sexual thoughts, you can casually say such ambiguous words to a man you have only known for a few days.
She is like this again, she is like this. This woman is like this.
This woman speaks and acts without considering the consequences.
This woman lives by her heart.
She has money and she enjoys herself. When she throws money into the air, a bunch of lustful men will compete to lick her feet.
She started by touching his body when they first met, then continued to flirt with him verbally, and now she has even progressed to lying on the sofa in his private residence, and calmly saying the promises of "living together" and "dowry".
"and"?
"Follow her"?
Has she read too many articles about high-ranking officials in Beijing?
Jiang Chongyan's blood pressure shot up, and the veins on his forehead throbbed faintly. He suddenly realized that whenever he was with this woman, he was always angry.
"...Hi." Perhaps his expression was too cold, and the heartless woman finally noticed the stagnant air around them and shrank her neck. "I was just kidding."
"Master Jiang, we've known each other for a week now, right? You know, this is how I talk."
"You're not angry, are you, Master?"
Jiang Chongyan looked at her eyes rolling around and imitating Tian Yiming's appearance, calling him "Young Master" in a teasing tone, as if she was saying, "What can you do to me?"
With a sneer.
"go out."
"Now."
"Throw away the blanket. I don't want it after you've covered me."
"... Stop it!" The man was irritated by her again. Xin Tong knew when to stop and lay on the sofa with a giggle. "I won't say anything more."
She scratched her head, remembered the important matter, and finally told Jiang Chongyan the ins and outs of her kidnapping today, as well as He Xiangrong's entire plan.
Jiang Chongyan didn't speak for several seconds.
After a while, the voice said indifferently to call the police.
No matter how brave Xin Tong was, she was still afraid after nearly being kidnapped and in danger. She had to report the incident to the police, but she felt a mixture of emotions after surviving the incident, and she didn't know how to completely bring He Xiangrong down. She felt a surge of confusion.
She was rarely quiet and her mood was very low.
The air around was stagnant and Jiang Chongyan didn't say anything.
Not long after, he got up and left.
The man was tall, and the amplitude of his movements when he stood up was also large.
A swaying shadow flashed before her eyes. Xin Tong suddenly came back to her senses from her complicated, confused and somewhat frightened mood and looked at his departing back.
He left.
They both knew now that since they knew the next step was to call the police, and she had recovered, there was actually no reason for her to stay in his house any longer.
The man's silent departure made it obvious that he was sending the guest off.
Saving her was already a help, but as for comforting her emotions, that was never something Jiang Chongyan would do.
Xin Tong opened her mouth silently.
It would be really stupid to joke about staying at this time. She understood what the other party meant.
She lowered her brows, said nothing, lifted the blanket, and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
…
But the next second, footsteps were heard again behind him.
A hand suddenly reached out from behind Xin Tong's right side.
His fingers were long and slender, with blue veins winding down to his forearm under his skin, and he wore a black watch on his wrist.
In his hand, he held a can of Coke.
He handed it to her silently and stiffly.
Xin Tong was stunned.
She turned and looked up.
She was sitting, and the man was standing. From her angle, she couldn't quite see his face, only his tall frame and the bottle of Coke that was almost in front of her.
No one spoke.
Mingming went to the kitchen specifically, opened the refrigerator and got her a bottle of Coke.
But he didn't even look at her, and his expression was casual and indifferent, as if he was just doing it casually.
The light golden hair on her forehead hung down, and then he smoothed it back up with one hand.
She looked up and could only see the sharp profile of his face.
Awkward, unkind, cold, and deceptive.
He brushed the loose hair up and it slowly fell down, like the endless fields and green grass.
...He was comforting her.
Xin Tong's heart felt like it was bitten by an ant.
For two seconds while the spikes were numb, something crawled up.
It rose straight up from her heels to the back of her head.
She lowered her head and stared at the man's outstretched hand.
A can of iced cola, freshly taken from the refrigerator. Water droplets still seeped out of the can, dripping down onto Xin Tong's arm. The icy cold water made her shiver.
"Thanks."
She hesitated.
It's already cold, and drinking ice water makes it even more uncomfortable.
"But no."
Jiang Chongyan froze instantly.
He said nothing and put the Coke on the table.
His head was slightly lowered, his hair blocking his view, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
Xin Tong wanted to say something, but suddenly her attention was drawn to something else.
She only felt a heavy pain in her lower abdomen and a swollen pain in her lower body, as if some uncomfortable but familiar feeling was rising from her lower abdomen.
!
Xin Tong's whole body tensed up immediately, and he threw off the blanket and was about to run downstairs.
As a result, he was grabbed by the man behind him after running a few steps.
He only grabbed the corner of her clothes and quickly let go after just two seconds. He was not willing to have any close contact with her at all.
"You said it was cold before, and now you're walking barefoot on the ground."
He was silent for a few seconds before speaking in a cold voice.
"The gate is on the right."
"I'm not going to the front door." Xin Tong said hurriedly, "I'm going to the bathroom!"
*
Jiang Chongyan wore a hat, put his phone in his pocket, and went downstairs.
He walked into the supermarket downstairs, thought for a while, walked to a place he never went to before, and looked at the colorful things on the shelves.
"How much?"
Just now in the living room, he saw the evil woman who was always aggressive and aggressive huddled on the sofa like a lost soul, tightly wrapped in his blanket, sweat on her forehead, and her face was the palest he had ever seen.
I've seen her lustful and devilish look so many times, and now seeing her pale face, I feel a little strange inexplicably.
He was used to seeing this woman invincible and giggling.
Tears and fragility seemed to have nothing to do with her.
"One pack for daily use is enough."
Jiang Chongyan paused and asked in a serious tone.
"What do you mean by daily use?"
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