Jiang Yanyuan's car stayed on the street for a while and then returned to the hotel.
Just as I walked to the door of my hotel, I saw Meng Zhaohua seemed to be about to return to his room.
Seeing Jiang Yanyuan coming back, she showed a surprised expression on her face.
"Are you back?" she asked.
"Yeah." Jiang Yanyuan replied, taking out the room card and opening the door of his room.
Meng Zhaohua also followed in.
Before Jiang Yanyuan put the room card into the place where the light was turned on, he turned around, pushed Meng Zhaohua against the door, and started kissing her.
The kiss was so forceful and overbearing, as if he wanted to suck all of Meng Zhaohua's blood.
He closed his eyes, and the scene he saw tonight appeared clearly in his mind.
She and a man were walking on the street. Under the bright moon and gentle breeze, she lowered her head and smiled, looking very gentle.
That is the tenderness of having nothing more to ask of the world.
With that man, she had nothing to ask for in the world.
She wanted nothing more, he had—
Jiang Yanyuan seemed to have suffered a great injustice, and tears fell on Meng Zhaohua's shoulder.
There was no light on, so Meng Zhaohua couldn't see it, and her clothes were thick, so she couldn't feel it either.
He carried Meng Zhaohua to the bed and kissed her passionately. Meng Zhaohua under him meowed like a kitten.
It made him annoyed.
He tore off Meng Zhaohua's clothes and stroked her chest.
Meng Zhaohua was trembling.
Jiang Yanyuan stopped, rested his head on Meng Zhaohua's neck, and breathed heavily.
Finally, he said "I'm sorry."
Meng Zhaohua's eyes were clear, she wanted a man as fierce as a wolf and a tiger. Maybe Jiang Yanyuan couldn't control himself tonight, and he didn't take the last step.
Meng Zhaohua was not in a hurry to return to his room, and slept in Jiang Yanyuan's room tonight.
Jiang Yanyuan didn't get out of bed tonight and didn't even wash his face. He looked listless. At first, he hugged Meng Zhaohua's waist, but then he turned around and slept with Meng Zhaohua on his back.
When we woke up in the morning, Jiang Yanyuan was the first to get up.
He glanced at Meng Zhaohua next to him and frowned slightly.
I got up, shaved and took a shower.
After taking a shower, I saw Meng Zhaohua had already gotten up. She was putting on her earrings. When she saw Jiang Yanyuan, she punched him in the chest with her pink fist and angrily said, "Bad guy, look at this."
She tilted her neck to show Jiang Yanyuan.
Jiang Yanyuan then noticed a dark blue spot on her neck. It was red at first and then turned blue. It might be because she was kissed too hard.
"I do it?" Jiang Yanyuan asked.
"What else? Who else? You wanted to eat me last night."
Jiang Yanyuan had just put on his suit and was ready to go to work at the branch office.
The cell phone rang. It was Qiao Zhengye calling. Jiang Yanyuan didn't know why he called at this time.
Qiao Zhengye said that he wanted to invite Jiang Yanyuan and Meng Zhaohua to dinner at his home in the evening, with home-cooked meals.
"Why are you treating me to a meal?" Jiang Yanyuan asked.
"There's a happy event at home. I'm afraid you, Mr. Jiang, would dislike the home-cooked meals, so Qiao Qiao came home from get off work early to make dumplings and cook. Are you coming?" Qiao Zhengye's voice seemed quite festive.
Jiang Yanyuan had a vague idea of where this joy came from. He saw it last night.
"Yes, of course I should. I'd like to share in your family's joy." Jiang Yanyuan said with a forced smile.
"Then, will you come at 5:30 in the evening? If not, 6 o'clock is also fine. It's better to be early than late." Qiao Zhengye said.
"It will definitely arrive in the meantime." Jiang Yanyuan replied.
Meng Zhaohua asked who called, and Jiang Yanyuan said.
"That's perfect." Meng Zhaohua looked at the kiss mark on her neck.
Now that winter is over, there is no need to wear such thick clothes.
Qiao Family——
Qiao Shiyu.
Qiao Zhengye was thinking that it was Qiao Zhengye's idea to invite Guo Luye to his house for dinner today.
After all, Qiao Shiyu liked this person, except that she once said, "I think he has the potential to commit domestic violence in some aspects."
If other conditions are not met, Guo is simply one in a million.
He is a perfect match for Qiao Shiyu, has a gentle personality, earns a lot of money, and is a typical economical and practical man.
"Then how can you tell that he has the potential to commit domestic violence? I think he is smart." Qiao Zhengye said.
"I don't know. Feeling." Qiao Shiyu said.
At that time, Qiao Zhengye didn't know that Qiao Shiyu had a very vicious eye for people.
She seemed to be standing in the sky, watching everything happening on the ground.
However, Qiao Shiyu was realistic after all and knew that it was impossible to find a perfect person. Guo Yuyue was perfect.
So, tonight, Qiao Zhengye plans to invite Guo Luye to dinner.
Jiang Yanyuan and Meng Zhaohua were also invited.
Qiao Zhengye wanted to tell Jiang Jingcheng through Jiang Yanyuan that nothing had happened between his daughter and Jiang Yanyuan.
Each of them has found a lover and is content with their own life.
The most important thing is to tell Jiang Jingcheng that Qiao Shiyu has a lover.
Qiao Zhengye felt that his arrangement was simply brilliant.
Considering that Jiang Yanyuan had already given the Qiao family many gifts last time, this time Jiang Yanyuan picked out a bottle of red wine from Mr. Qi's wine cellar.
"Who are you meeting? Where?" Mr. Qi said as he paced in front of the wine cellar.
Jiang Yanyuan put his hands in his pockets, "Qiao Shiyu's house."
President Qi turned around and looked at Jiang Yanyuan. "In what capacity? Son-in-law? But I guess that's unlikely."
"My mom and his dad are old friends." Jiang Yanyuan said casually.
"Oh~" Mr. Qi said "Oh" for a long time, "It seems that you two have this kind of connection."
"It's just a normal visit. This bottle is over 8,000 yuan." Mr. Qi picked up a bottle of red wine.
Among Mr. Qi's red wines, only a few are priced below 10,000 yuan.
Jiang Yanyuan was not picky and just took it.
At five forty, I went to Qiao Shiyu's house with Meng Zhaohua.
He was picked up from the branch office.
It was very close to Qiao Shiyu's house, only two intersections away, and it would only take fifteen minutes to walk there.
I knocked on Qiao Shiyu's door, and a clear female voice answered from inside, "I'm coming."
Qiao Shiyu came to open the door.
She had two pigtails and a pink hairpin on her head. She wore a casual girlish long-sleeved T-shirt with a pink pig on it. Because she was wearing a pink apron, the full shape of the pig could not be seen clearly. Her hands were covered with noodles. After opening the door, she saw Jiang Yanyuan and Meng Zhaohua.
Qiao Shiyu's outfit once again made Jiang Yanyuan feel itchy in his heart. A surge of anger rose from his heart and burned to his throat, making his throat sore.
Qiao Shiyu was obviously stunned. "Why are you here?"
"Didn't your father tell you?" Jiang Yanyuan stared at Qiao Shiyu, as if he wanted to see through her.
"N-No. Oh, I just got off work, my dad might not have gotten in yet. I don't let my dad call me when I'm at work."
Qiao Zhengye also came out of the kitchen, he was also wearing an apron, "Yanyuan and his wife are here? I'm cooking, this is the first time our house is so lively. Come and sit down."
Qiao Shiyu has returned to the kitchen to continue making dumplings, with shrimp and vegetarian fillings.
This is what she asked Guo Luye this morning what kind of filling he liked to eat, and Guo Luye said...
She didn't know Jiang Yanyuan was coming today, and her father didn't tell her.
Qiao Zhengye went to the living room to talk with Jiang Yanyuan, leaving Qiao Shiyu alone in the kitchen making dumplings.
The dumplings she made were small, with thin skin and large fillings. They tasted better than those sold in restaurants.
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