As soon as Gu Bai left, Jiang Xun retreated to the bar.
She nodded her chin toward Yan Shaoqin and said to Yan Miao, "Give me your brother's WeChat."
Yan Miao gasped, "No, you're really going to hurt my brother?"
It wasn't that she looked down on Jiang Xun; in fact, she quite liked him.
However, Jiang Xun and Song Qingyou seem to have a good relationship, and her brother has feelings for Song Qingyou. Although Song Qingyou is now with Fu Wenzhou, matters of the heart are complicated in the short term.
She couldn't guarantee that her brother would be able to let go of Song Qingyou in a short time.
Imagine if the man you like liked your best friend. Wouldn't that feel uncomfortable?
Jiang Xun raised an eyebrow, looking at Yan Miao with an attitude of 'Am I not obvious enough?', clearly indicating that no reason could make her back down.
However, Yan Miao suddenly understood.
As a responsible younger sister, she certainly couldn't bear to see her brother troubled by love.
There's a saying that goes, "The best way to forget a past relationship is to start a new one."
Besides, Jiang Xun in front of me is no less impressive.
Miss Jiang comes from a prestigious family, is capable herself, and is also very beautiful. The key is that we get along well.
So Yan Miao quickly sold out her own brother.
I'll just mention this: "My brother and I live in villa number 09. I probably won't be home tonight, but you can ask my brother to go for a walk with me."
She still spoke cryptically about taking a walk.
The resort is so big, there are countless activities to do, and you can easily find an excuse to invite people over. It all depends on whether Jiang Xun has the skills.
Jiang Xun added Yan Shaoqin as a friend and smiled meaningfully: "Thank you, little sister."
Yan Miao: "...Sister-in-law."
Yan Shaoqin had no idea that his own sister had sold him out with just a few words.
He received a friend request, but ignored it without giving it much thought.
The group drank until evening before heading home.
Yan Shaoqin was forced to drink a lot of alcohol. On one hand, Yan Miao, along with Liang Muchuan who loved to watch the drama, used various excuses to force him to drink. On the other hand, Jiang Xun's bartending skills were truly remarkable; the drinks he made were unlike any other bartender he had ever tasted.
And it just so happened to tantalize his taste buds.
He was helped off the car by Jiang Xun.
Yan Miao got out of the car behind, and her phone suddenly rang.
She pretended to answer the phone and deliberately exaggerated, saying, "Oh? Camping? Great! Get your things ready, I'll be right there, okay, okay, I won't stand you up, alright?"
After hanging up the phone, Yan Miao said, "Brother, Chen Qi is here at the resort too. He wants me to come over, so I have to go now. Jiang Xun, I'm in a bit of a hurry, could you please look after my brother for me? Thanks!"
After saying that, he waved and left without leaving a trace.
Yan Shaoqin rubbed his temples, feeling quite troubled by his younger sister's swift and unpredictable nature. He said to Jiang Xun apologetically and distantly, "I'm sorry, Miss Jiang, I've made a fool of myself in front of you."
Jiang Xun said, "Yan Miao is straightforward and genuine, which is very endearing."
As she spoke, she helped him to sit down on the sofa in the living room and got up to pour him a glass of warm water.
When it was handed over, Yan Shaoqin seemed to be asleep.
It's clear he has excellent manners when drunk; even when he's had too much, he doesn't act out. Apart from his brow being furrowed, he's very quiet.
Jiang Xun called out softly, "President Yan?"
Yan Shaoqin did not react.
Jiang Xun slowly approached, wanting to get a closer look at that handsome face.
This wasn't the first time she had met Yan Shaoqin.
In fact, the two had met several times.
Yan Shaoqin, though seemingly shrewd and a cunning old fox in the business world, appears to only categorize people into two groups: those who can bring him profit and those who are useless.
The Jiang family and the Yan family had no prior dealings, so to him, Jiang Xun was probably no different from the other rich young ladies in his eyes.
Outsiders are somewhat wary of this CEO Yan, but Jiang Xun's impression of him is that of the kind older brother who brought her a small cake when she cried at a banquet at someone's house when she was a child.
Miss Jiang has countless suitors, and many of them go to great lengths to coax her, but in her eyes, none of them are as pure as that piece of cake.
Jiang Xun couldn't remember exactly how old she was, whose banquet it was, or what the scene was like. She even had a vague memory of Yan Shaoqin's appearance at the time. The only thing she remembered was that the cake was very sweet.
Because at that moment, all she really wanted was a small piece of cake.
Jiang Xun leaned closer to look at the face, and had to admit, Yan Shaoqin was truly handsome.
Because he had been drinking, a faint blush appeared on his handsome face, and even his thin lips looked as if they had been rouged.
Jiang Xun subconsciously lowered her voice: "President Yan, would you like some more water?"
As she spoke, she moved a few more inches closer, inwardly marveling at how handsome the man was, when suddenly her wrist was grabbed by him.
With a little force, the water glass in her hand fell onto the carpet.
It wasn't broken, just water spilled all over the floor.
The living room was dimly lit, and Yan Shaoqin's eyes were like cold stars in the dark blue night sky.
"What is Miss Jiang trying to do?" Yan Shaoqin's tone was somewhat languid, probably because he had been drinking, and it even sounded a bit teasing.
Jiang Xun raised an eyebrow, her gaze falling on his lips, then looked up to meet his eyes: "What does President Yan think I want to do?"
The two were very close, their breaths mingling as they spoke, a faint scent of alcohol permeating the air.
It was difficult to tell for a moment whose breath was hotter.
Yan Shaoqin smiled and loosened his grip slightly: "Thank you, Miss Jiang, for bringing me back. I'm afraid I can't see you off in this state. Please make yourself at home."
Jiang Xun chuckled.
Yan Shaoqin: "Miss Jiang, what are you laughing at?"
"President Yan is really interesting. He tells me to leave, but why is he holding on to me?"
Yan Shaoqin frowned slightly, about to release the person, when he heard Jiang Xun say, "Mr. Yan, do you believe in love at first sight?"
Yan Shaoqin realized he had really drunk too much.
Otherwise, how could he sense danger from a woman?
He smiled and said, "I don't really believe it."
Jiang Xun said nonchalantly, "It's okay, feelings can develop over time."
Before Yan Shaoqin could react, his lips felt soft, and a strange yet slightly fragrant scent instantly took over his consciousness.
He had drunk too much, and his reactions were a bit slow.
The thin lips were pried open.
Jiang Xun's kiss had a domineering and direct quality, disregarding the lives of others.
Yan Shaoqin couldn't explain how things got out of control.
Two figures stumbled into the bedroom and collapsed onto the soft bed.
Dry wood and a raging fire, ready to ignite at the slightest touch.
In the middle of the night, Jiang Xun lay on top of Yan Shaoqin and called out "little brother" in a hoarse voice. Yan Shaoqin immediately pulled her closer and sealed her rosy lips with his.
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