The rain fell like silk threads, and the mist blurred Lou Yi's vision. He could not see the facial features of the man standing behind Jiang Rong clearly, but the habitual feeling of contempt and oppression from being in a high position for too long made Lou Yi very clear who this man was.
The so-called "male best friend" of Jiang Rong who had made him nervous in the coffee shop before.
Jiang Rong patted Lou Yi's cheek and said, "You are lucky. Our Shang Ye's assistant personally dug a hole for you. If I were you, I would definitely not want to come out."
Lou Yi's confused brain took a while to react before he figured out who "Mr. Shang" was. His eyes suddenly widened. If his entire body except for his head was not buried in the soil, he would have collapsed to the ground.
Mr. Shang.
In the entire Yancheng, there is only one person who can be called by this name, and that is Shang Shaoheng, the current person in charge of the Shang family, who has already stood at the top of power at a young age.
There were so many rumors about Shang Shaoheng that Lou Yi, who had been in the world of fame and fortune for many years, had heard a lot of them. The most widely circulated one was his bad temper and cruel methods.
It is hard to say whether those who fall into his hands are lucky or unfortunate if they can survive, because these people will deeply feel what it means to be alive is more painful than to die.
Lou Yi was so frightened that his facial features were twitching unconsciously, as if he was having an epileptic seizure. Jiang Rong saw that his goal had been achieved, clapped his hands, stood up and said, "Okay, Master Lou, remember what you promised me, if you don't do it."
She put two fingers together and ran them across her neck, making a wiping motion, and said, "This might not end well, eh?"
Lou Yi smoked even harder.
Jiang Rong chuckled and stopped threatening Lou Yi. After all, he looked like a loser and would probably be scared to death if she said a few more words to him. She had just returned and didn't want to get involved in anyone's death.
"Brother-in-law, thank you for the umbrella." Jiang Rong said goodbye to Shang Shaoheng politely: "Then I'll go home first. My house has a curfew at 12 o'clock, and it's already half past ten."
Shang Shaoheng's lips curved slightly: "Thank you only for my umbrella?"
Jiang Rong paused and said, "Thank you for your momentum."
It was obvious that she was just taking advantage of the situation, and Shang Shaoheng acquiesced. She should say thank you.
Shang Shaoheng said calmly: "Is there anything else you want to do?"
Jiang Rong was a little puzzled, but after thinking about it carefully, he shook his head and said, "No more."
"Okay." Shang Shaoheng nodded. Jiang Rong thought that the next scene would be everyone waving goodbye. Just as she raised her hand, Shang Shaoheng suddenly took a step forward and carried her on his shoulders without waiting for her to react!
Jiang Rong was shocked and looked at Shang Shaoheng in disbelief: "Brother-in-law?! What are you doing?!"
Shang Shaoheng carried her in one hand and held an umbrella in the other, looking surprisingly at ease as he strode towards the black Brabus. His voice was as scattershot as if soaked in heavy rain and fog: "Now that your business is done, it's time to deal with mine."
Chi Er was worthy of being a caring assistant. He trotted over and opened the car door. Shang Shaoheng stuffed the ginger into the back seat and then slammed the door shut.
Jiang Rong didn't understand what Shang Shaoheng was thinking until he was dragged by the arm into the brightly lit living room.
It’s just the money for a meal. She told Lou Yi to transfer it to him.
The overall decoration style of the Egret Manor is very simple. The living room is so empty that it can make an echo. The servants stand quietly on both sides, with their heads down, not daring to speak, let alone look at the woman the master brought back.
Jiang Rong had been here once before, but she was in a hurry last time and did not take a careful look around. She had heard of the reputation of Bailu Manor. It was said that this was a property that Shang Shaoheng's mother brought as a dowry. It was located in the most expensive residential area in the entire Yancheng and covered a large area. It was no exaggeration to say that every inch of land was worth a lot of money. Even in the prosperous and wealthy capital, Bailu Manor was a top-notch luxury house.
Even with an umbrella, he was still inevitably drenched by the rain. Shang Shaoheng unbuttoned his shirt and was about to take it off when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Rong looking around with curiosity, as if he had no idea that he had entered a den of tigers and wolves.
He narrowed his eyes and said, "Ginger."
"Brother-in-law, I'm here!" Jiang Rong immediately raised her hand and turned around to ask him what he was doing. Suddenly, she saw his well-proportioned upper body, and the rest of her words were stuck.
Shang Shaoheng has a very handsome face and a figure that is definitely not inferior to international supermodels. He is even more powerful and more masculine than them.
Under the perfect inverted triangle figure, the six abdominal muscles are firm but not exaggerated, the curves are beautiful and tough, and the mermaid line reveals a little groove, covered by dark trousers. Under the light, it looks like a carefully carved work of art.
"What are you waiting for?" Shang Shaoheng asked.
Jiang Rong forced herself to look away from his fingers on the edge of his pants and said, "I'm definitely not waiting for you to continue taking off your pants!"
Shang Shaoheng: “.”
He really underestimated the little girl's shamelessness.
"Like watching?"
Jiang Rong shook his head unwillingly: "I don't like it, I don't like it."
Shang Shaoheng reached out and grasped the back of Jiang Rong's neck, pulling her in front of him. He looked at her with drooping eyelids and said, "Tell the truth."
Jiang Rong said sincerely: "I like it."
Shang Shaoheng curled his lips, "Do you like watching? Then let's take a bath together."
Jiang Rong: “?!”
Jiang Rong looked at Shang Shaoheng in shock: "Is there such a good thing?"
"..." Shang Shaoheng grabbed Jiang Rong by the back of his neck, went all the way upstairs, kicked open the bedroom door, and pushed him into the spacious bathroom.
He was tall, and when he blocked the bathroom door, he seemed like a second door, blocking most of the light outside and giving people a strong sense of oppression. Jiang Rong swallowed and whispered, "Brother-in-law, I suddenly feel that what we are doing is wrong. After all, you are my sister's fiancé, and I am your aunt..."
She couldn't finish her words because Shang Shaoheng suddenly approached and pressed her against the cold wall. The man's calloused hand gripped her chin, forcing her to tilt her head back.
Jiang Rong's eyelashes trembled: "Brother-in-law, you..."
Shang Shaoheng whispered in her ear, "If you call me brother-in-law, I'll cut a piece of your flesh off, okay?"
Jiang Rong pursed her lips, her eyes fixed on Shang Shaoheng. Her fingers had already touched the butterfly knife in her trouser pocket. She smiled and said, "Don't be angry. I just don't know what to call you. Calling you Master Shang seems distant and unintimate. Calling you by your full name doesn't seem respectful enough. So, what do you think I should call you?"
"Shao Heng? Heng Heng? Ah Heng?" Jiang Rong called them out one by one. "Or should I call you Shang Shang?"
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