Chapter 68 Chapter 68 After a week of cold war, I still couldn't help but look for...
Xin Tong came here for a massage tonight and was photographed when she walked into the door of Peach Color Mark.
So the news of "Ten men surrounding a pool of wine and a forest of meat" was immediately released, and within a few hours it became the most popular local gossip.
She already had a bad reputation, so anything could be pinned on her. Morikawa was too powerful, while Xin Tong was too useless and lustful. The contrast between the two was the ultimate audience favorite, the kind of wealthy family gossip. So, whether Xin Tong actually ordered ten people or not was irrelevant; as long as she walked into the club, the news would break.
Xin Tong stood there in a daze, looking at the two people in front of her.
Liang Luoming had clearly been waiting here for a long time. Standing tall and straight, he stood in the corridor, staring at her intently. He was waiting for her.
Jiang Chongyan suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor just now.
We haven't seen each other for a week, and the young master looks thinner.
A gray beanie covered his forehead and the hair around his ears, leaving only his sharp, prominent features. His cheeks were thin, and his full lips were pressed into a straight line.
He looked fierce and distant when he wasn't smiling, and now that he saw Liang Luoming was here, his face became even colder.
Leaning against the wall, long legs crossed, motionless, staring at the two of them from afar.
"..." Xin Tong felt inexplicably embarrassed.
She had a feeling.
The news was a hot topic, and she had just walked out of the room after finishing her massage when these two people came to find her - could it be that they both came after reading the news?
No way?
Xin Tong looked at Jiang Chongyan from a distance.
A week of cold war ensued between the two. The young master remained expressionless, leaning against the wall, indifferent and lazy.
However, Xin Tong could actually slowly see a hint of inexplicable resentment from his fierce expression and eyes.
...raising an army to demand culpability, filled with anger and resentment.
At this moment, Liang Luoming took a few steps closer with a gentle expression, and stopped one or two meters away from Xin Tong.
"I heard you're looking for investment for your company recently. I might have some..."
He had known Xin Tong's fickle nature for several years and was not surprised by her coming to the club.
This time he came to see her for business. He happened to see the news and knew that she was still at the club, so he came to wait for her.
But halfway through his words, he realized that Xin Tong didn't seem to listen at all and kept staring behind him.
Turning around, I saw that there was a man standing at the end of the corridor.
She was tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, wearing a pair of black Martin boots. Her blond hair was hidden by a hat, and a silver necklace and earrings dangled. Her brows were cold as she stared at them from a distance.
Liang Luoming never expected that Jiang Chongyan was here too.
It was quiet all around.
The next moment after Liang Luoming was shocked, he instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis.
Jiang Chongyan's appearance was too outstanding. He wasn't simply good-looking, delicate, pretty, or refined; he was too impactful, too aggressive, and too strong in style. At first glance, he was the only one in the crowd, and it was hard to forget him once you saw him.
Liang Luoming is in the entertainment industry, a circle that values appearance the most.
He's often praised for his flawless features, delicate face, and the way he looks good in every photo. But this industry is also very realistic; lack of distinctiveness is the most frightening. Liang Luoming, who has won numerous new film awards for his clean-cut youthful image, knows that he and the man before him are polar opposites.
Liang Luoming withdrew his gaze and turned back.
I found that Xin Tong was still staring at Jiang Chongyan.
She had never looked at him like that before, with such unblinking, focused eyes.
The two looked at each other from a distance. Liang Luoming stood in the middle and suddenly felt like he was extremely redundant.
…
Xin Tong withdrew his gaze, scratched his head unconsciously, and kept looking between Liang Luoming and Jiang Chongyan.
Liang Luoming just said that he came to her regarding the company's investment.
Jiang Chongyan and herself had been in a cold war for a week, but today the arrogant young master suddenly condescended to come to the club to see her for the first time.
Xin Tong's heart skipped a beat. She felt that Jiang Chongyan's initiative to come to her must be a big deal.
Comparing the two, she smiled shyly at Liang Luoming, then hurried over to Jiang Chongyan and said softly, "Why are you here? Let's talk."
Pulling at his sleeve to pull him aside.
But the next second, the man broke free.
She raised her head and met his unsmiling eyes.
He didn't say anything, just looked at her coldly.
...At the moment when the atmosphere was at its most tense, Boss Li appeared at the right time.
With a smile on his face, he said some nice words to the three of them, saying that these two handsome guys said they came to see you and didn't want to wait anywhere else, so they had to come up and see you directly.
The shrewd man immediately saw through the complicated interpersonal relationships involved. He first handed the top actor a black mask to cover his face with a smile on his face, and then immediately pushed open the door of an empty room next to him.
"All the empty rooms on this floor are free to use."
Xin Tong understood Boss Li's hint.
She turned on the light in the room and said to Liang Luoming, "Wait a moment, go in and sit for a while, I'll be there soon."
——As soon as these words were spoken, everyone understood.
Xin Tong chose the seer Jiang Chongyan.
Boss Li immediately welcomed Liang Luoming in, asked someone to serve tea and fruit, then closed the door and disappeared very tactfully.
After Xin Tong chose Jiang Chongyan between the two, she walked towards Jiang Chongyan step by step.
He pulled up his sleeves again and walked into an empty room next door.
This time, it moved with just a gentle pull.
The 1.88-meter-tall man was easily and silently pulled away by her. He didn't resist, didn't refuse, and didn't say a word.
Finally, he turned his head to glance in Liang Luoming's direction, then looked down at Xin Tong's hand holding his sleeve. His expression was still arrogant, but his body was unconsciously obedient.
"What's up?"
After entering the room, Xin Tong was a little anxious. She thought he really had something important to tell her.
The man looked down at her, stretched out his hand, and handed the bag in front of her.
Xin Tong opened it and saw only two glass jars inside.
When I took them out, I saw that they were two cans of pickled radishes.
"?"
She raised her head in confusion. The young master didn't look at her, but spoke expressionlessly with his hands in his pockets.
"My grandma asked me to bring it to you."
Xin Tong was confused.
It took him a while to react, "Is this why you came to me?"
He was caught off guard by this rhetorical question, and even he found the reason quite unconvincing. His Adam's apple rolled, and he turned his head away, indifferent and emotionless.
"Forget it." He said and prepared to take it back.
Xin Tong put the bag behind her. If Jiang Chongyan wanted to bend down to take it, he would have to reach around her body to her lower back, closing the distance between them. From his posture, it looked like he was hugging her waist.
Jiang Chongyan's face became even uglier. He immediately stopped what he was doing, stood up straight, and said nothing.
"What's given to me is mine."
Xin Tong chuckled.
"I'm not giving it back to you."
"I just want to know if this is just a half-hearted way for someone to come see me after being in the cold war with me for a week."
——That’s too direct.
Jiang Chongyan's whole body stiffened as he stared at her, his chest heaving. He finally sneered and squeezed out a few words.
"Don't be so self-indulgent."
"Why would I come to such a dirty and messy place to see you? You talk about starting a business and running a company, but in reality, you only worked seriously for a week and then came here to have fun?"
"Ten men, do you want to organize them to play football and save the Chinese men's football team?"
His tone was cold and stern, slightly angry, and he said word by word,
"Didn't you tell me to forget about that night?"
"You said it was an accident, that it was because I was sick, and I'm hurting your feelings by saying that."
"I've done everything you said. Why are you still accusing me of having a cold war with you?"
"Since you've said this, you should keep your word. Don't bother me, don't trouble me, don't disrupt my life. From now on, we can keep to ourselves. Isn't that the best way to satisfy your desire to avoid hurting feelings?"
His breathing was ragged, and his posture was solemn. Xin Tong had never heard him speak so long before.
The surroundings were quiet. A stifling atmosphere surrounded the two of them, and silence drifted away in the stillness.
Xin Tong was speechless for a long time before she looked at him seriously.
"are you serious?"
No answer was received.
Xin Tong took this as a tacit agreement and nodded, "Okay, I understand. I won't bother you again."
She stood up and said, "Thank you for the pickled radish, grandma."
Pick up the bag and prepare to leave the room.
The phone rang. It was Liang Luoming calling her. The room was quiet, and the voice came through the receiver clearly.
"Is it over? Come over when you're done. I need to talk to you about something."
Another man's voice came through the receiver, distorted and electric, with a gentle, soft tone.
Liang Luoming and she never quarreled, and were always gentle and calm. These words that appeared in the small room broke the stuffy and irritable atmosphere just now. They sounded pleasant and comfortable, as if they could soothe all emotional problems.
Xin Tong hummed and hung up the phone.
As soon as I put my hand on the handle, I suddenly heard a hoarse and low voice coming from behind me.
"He came to see you."
"Is it about your company's investment?"
Xin Tong stopped moving.
She didn't expect Jiang Chongyan to take the initiative to speak at this time.
She and the young master often quarreled. They were tit-for-tat, neither willing to give in. Even when one was teasing the other and the other was indifferent and defensive, this confrontation was always meant to gain the upper hand.
After the fight, one was cold and arrogant, the other was furious and crying. No one paid any attention to each other, and they each calmed down for a while, but then they got together again by chance and inexplicably became friends again.
But the person who took the initiative to speak after the quarrel could never be him.
Xin Tong turned around and looked at the tall figure of the man in the dim light. He stood there with his arms hanging down. In the small space, she could smell the faint woody scent on him.
Didn’t you just say that it has nothing to do with him?
Didn’t you say not to disturb him, not to disrupt his life, and that the two of them should keep to themselves?
Why did she suddenly start asking her ex why he came to see her?
"Probably. I'm not sure, but you'll know when you meet him."
"goodbye."
She didn't say bye, she said goodbye.
When the door opened, Xin Tong suddenly heard hurried and heavy footsteps behind her.
Then her wrist was pulled by a strong force. She turned around and met Jiang Chongyan's bloodshot eyes.
——"Can't you just apologize to me!"
The room was dimly lit, with only light from the corridor filtering through the door.
Under the white overhead light, the young man had faint dark circles under his eyes, his lips were trembling slightly, his big hands tightly clasped her wrists, and his voice was hoarse and low.
"Can't you tell me if what you said at grandma's house that day was harsh?"
"Come to the Jiang family, come BEGIN, come downstairs to my house, can't you just come find me!"
His grip on my wrist ached. Like a tidal wave, my emotions reached their peak, finally unbearable. My voice was hoarse, my Adam's apple rolled, and only bitterness remained.
“…That was my first kiss.”
He lowered his head, his voice trembling as he spoke word by word.
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