Jiang Rong asked himself in his heart: Jiang Rong, do you really need to live? Compared to living in such an awkward state now, it would be better to die cleanly and neatly, right? ! !
The structure of the suite is very simple. There is a small living room as soon as you enter the door, followed by the bedroom, and the bathroom right next to the bedroom. This means that when you enter through the door, you can see everything in the bathroom at a glance.
The moment Yingying rushed in, Jiang Rong's brain froze. He maintained his original posture and looked towards the door. The moment his eyes met Yingying's, Jiang Rong's mind was filled with the thought of killing everyone present immediately and then stabbing himself to death to end this farce.
Yingying, who had received an order from Bald Boss Qian and wanted to show her courtesy, saw the two people in the bathroom clearly, and immediately took a step back, her pupils dizzying.
I saw the arrogant and domineering Mr. Shang leaning against the sink with an indifferent expression, one hand supporting the marble countertop and the other hand holding the back of someone's head. His clothes were messy and his whole body exuded a male hormone scent that made people's legs go weak.
The waiter who had won Mr. Shang's favor was half-crouching on the ground, his slender fingers resting on the zipper of his suit pants. The expression on his face was shocked and confused, confused and embarrassed, and there was a hint of murderous intent in the embarrassment.
Yingying swallowed her saliva - she didn't want to think too much, but the attitude of these two people was really pressing her head and forcing her to think too much.
The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Yingying felt she should say something. After hesitating for several seconds, she gave an awkward yet polite smile, "Excuse me for interrupting you... can you guys continue?"
Jiang Rong: “…”
Shang Shaoheng: “.”
Yingying turned around and prepared to leave this troubled place quickly, but at this moment she remembered the earnest advice of Bald Mr. Qian:
Yingying, this Mr. Shang is a very important figure in Yancheng, truly standing at the pinnacle of power. I have finally organized this dinner party, and I have carefully selected you. You must do everything you can to get close to Mr. Shang. If you do this, you won’t have to worry about the rest of your life, not to mention the next 18 lives!
Thinking of this, Yingying hardened her heart, turned around, smiled charmingly, and asked sincerely: "Can I join you?"
Jiang Rong: “.”
Shang Shaoheng: “.”
The man raised his thin eyelids, glanced at Yingying from the corner of his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Get out."
Yingying was so frightened that she trembled and lost all her thoughts. She almost crawled out of the box. One of her high heels fell off on the way, and she didn't dare to come back to pick it up.
Jiang Rong covered his face in pain and sat directly on the shiny floor of the bathroom.
Shang Shaoheng looked down at her and said, "Continue."
Jiang Rong almost wanted to jump up and punch this man in the head. He was still going on like this?! Did he have no idea how to spell the word "embarrassment"?!
Jiang Rong murmured, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shang. I'll compensate you for the pants after I contact the black clinic and sell my kidney. That's it for today. I really can't bear any more..."
As she spoke, she got up and tried to leave, but someone grabbed her thin shoulders. Her body reacted faster than her mind, and she wanted to break free instantly, but she didn't expect the man to be very strong. He lifted her up with one force, then kicked open the half-closed bathroom door and threw her directly onto the soft bed.
Jiang Rong was knocked unconscious by the fall. Before her brain could even begin to function, the man had already approached her, half-kneeling between her legs. With his left hand, he clasped her wrists tightly above her head, preventing her from breaking free. With his right hand, he directly strangled her fragile throat. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "As the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, are you going to sell your kidney for such a small amount of money?"
022 screamed furiously: [Ahhhhhhh, he really recognized you! Let's run, woooooo, woooooo, if you mess with him like this, he'll chop him into eighteen pieces and feed them to the sharks!]
Jiang Rong: [...Shut up, I don't want to run?!]
022 Looking at the two people's current posture, Jiang Rong found it difficult to move, let alone run away, so he shut up.
Since she had been recognized, Jiang Rong didn't bother to pretend anymore. She stopped struggling and looked up at Shang Shaoheng.
I have to say that the male protagonist's appearance is very superior. There is no blind spot even under the death ceiling light. The lines on his face are clearer than Jiang Rong's attitude towards life. At this moment, he lowered his eyes, and the light fell on his fine eyelashes, which showed a kind of laziness that was different from his usual indifference.
It reminded Jiang Rong of some large cat-like beasts on the grassland that would lazily tease their prey after eating and drinking their fill.
And she is the prey who has no idea when she will die and can only be toyed with in fear.
"Ahem." Jiang Rong glanced at the man's hand that was strangling her throat, "...let go a little, or you're going to strangle her to death."
Shang Shaoheng raised his eyebrows slightly and really let go of his hand. Jiang Rong was still wondering why this bitch was so obedient today, when she felt the man's fingers with a thin layer of calluses gently rubbing her fragile and sensitive carotid artery.
The action was ambiguous and had a bit of blood, as if reminding Jiang Rong that he could easily break her neck, making Jiang Rong tremble all over, and an electric shock-like feeling went up along her spine to the top of her head.
"I can explain." Jiang Rong looked away and didn't look at Shang Shaoheng.
Shang Shaoheng said nonchalantly: "I'm listening. Have you figured out how to make it up?"
Jiang Rong: “…”
Jiang Rong angrily said to 022: [Didn't the protagonist's father teach him to leave a way out for others so that they can meet again in the future?!]
022 Weiweinuonuo: [He, he doesn’t have a father. ]
Jiang Rong: [……] If the person was not Shang Shaoheng, these words would probably make her so guilty that she would wake up in the middle of the night and slap herself.
"If you haven't made up your mind yet, why don't we talk about compensation?" Shang Shaoheng's fingers slid up along Jiang Rong's neck, pinched her jaw, straightened her face and forced her to look at him, and said in a low voice: "If you don't have money, you can consider other ways."
"Payment with your body." Shang Shaoheng's lips curled up, "Do you accept it?"
Jiang Rong: “?!”
Jiang Rong said in horror: [You still say he is not a pervert! ]
022: [Wow, wow, wow, I was wrong. He is a pervert.]
Shang Shaoheng unbuttoned a button on her collar, revealing her fair and delicate collarbone. She was panting heavily due to nervousness. When Shang Shaoheng's fingers meandered along her collarbone, causing her skin to turn red from the friction of the thin calluses, Jiang Rong suddenly said, "Okay."
She looked up at Shang Shaoheng, her eyes bright and watery, and then she suddenly exerted force and rolled on the bed. The two switched positions, and Jiang Rong sat on Shang Shaoheng's waist. She whispered in the man's ear: "But..."
"I want to be on top."
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