"Ms. Chen, please go to the top floor, room 1601, presidential suite." The customer service said politely.
Jiang Chaoyun called room 1601. When he knocked on the door, Deng Lan was collecting the dishes and preparing to wash the dishes.
Shen Yuan heard a knock on the door and said to Deng Lan, "Open the door."
Deng Lan put down the plate and opened the door, very obediently.
He opened the door and saw Jiang Chaoyun standing at the door. He said, "Mr. Jiang? Are you looking for—"
"Excuse me, is Miss Chen living in this room?" Seeing Deng Lan, Jiang Chaoyun's originally slightly restrained brows changed, becoming particularly sharp, as if they could penetrate Deng Lan and nail him to the wall behind him.
"Yes. Are you looking for her?" Deng Lan said again.
"Who is it?" Chen Yuan asked from the sofa, and even walked over to look.
Seeing Jiang Chaoyun standing at the door, she had a very happy and hypocritical look on her face, "Why is Mr. Jiang here? When did you come?"
"I came to see my third aunt this afternoon." Jiang Chaoyun came in and sat on the sofa.
"Come in." Chen Yuan's face was as hypocritical as usual, and he was still happy. He said to Deng Lan, "The dishes are not finished yet, wash them."
She pushed Deng Lan.
"Why are you pushing me? I can walk by myself." Deng Lan looked like a punching bag.
Chen Yuan even kicked Deng Lan's butt from behind, "Hurry up."
She is not ladylike at all, and is completely different from the Chen Yuan she was in bed with.
"That's enough. People's patience has its limits." Deng Lan brushed his hands behind his back and said aggrievedly.
"Boss Jiang is here, what's the matter?" Shen Yuan sat on the sofa.
Jiang Chaoyun saw Deng Lan carrying two large plates into the kitchen.
He asked with a forced smile, "What did Miss Shen have for dinner?"
"Candied yam and shredded pork with Beijing sauce." Chen Yuan said.
"Mr. Deng's craftsmanship." Jiang Chaoyun still had that forced smile on his face. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at his legs. His words were full of mockery.
Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, then continued, "Yes, he is very skilled. If Mr. Jiang wants to eat it next time, you can ask him to make it for you."
"Hey." Jiang Chaoyun looked at Chen Yuan with a smile.
Deng Lan had been washing dishes in the kitchen, the faucet was running, and he couldn't hear anything.
Finally finished washing, he came out of the kitchen with his hands tied.
"Yuanyuan, do you think I should stay here or go home today?" he asked.
"Whatever you want." Shen Yuan said again.
"Oh, by the way, I came here this time to discuss something with Miss Chen. I wonder if it is convenient for Miss Chen to come now?" Jiang Chaoyun asked again.
"Since you have something to do, then I'll leave. Anyway, there is a meeting at the institute tomorrow." Deng Lan went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
Jiang Chaoyun stared at Deng Lan and said with that expression, "It's rare to see Mr. Deng, who looks so handsome and well-dressed, working in the kitchen washing dishes."
Deng Lan was in the bathroom and could hear these words. He smiled and glanced at Chen Yuan.
"What can we do? We are not doing this for others," said Deng Lan.
Coming out of the bathroom, Deng Lan picked up his things and car keys and said, "Then you guys chat first. I'm leaving first."
"Let's go." Shen Yuan said.
"You are so heartless that you didn't even see me off." Deng Lan muttered, then closed the door and left.
When Shen Yuan's eyes were still fixed on the door, Jiang Chaoyun's hand suddenly grabbed Shen Yuan's neck.
Shen Yuan started coughing.
Jiang Chaoyun suddenly pushed Chen Yuan down and said through gritted teeth, "Why did you promise me?"
Chen Yuan was panting heavily, unable to speak. After Jiang Chaoyun loosened her neck, she panted and said, "Didn't I tell you not to see? This time, I didn't mean to let you see. I didn't know you would come. Would you have given me a heads-up beforehand? If you had, I wouldn't have let him come."
She frowned slightly, looking very confused.
Jiang Chaoyun gave her a fierce look, then said, "Take a shower! I think it's dirty!"
"I don't think you're dirty yet!" Chen Yuan muttered, then went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Jiang Chaoyun sat upright on the sofa, closed his eyes and took a long breath to calm down.
Jiang Chaoyun opened his eyes again five minutes later. He stretched out on the sofa and was about to stand up when his hand suddenly touched something.
He picked it up and saw that it was a script.
Because this script was written by Xingzhi's wife, he wanted to see what Xingzhi's wife's writing style was like.
As soon as I picked it up, I saw the colorful notes on it, marked with various colored pens, indicating what lines to use, what emotions to use, and what tone to use.
There should be several more scripts, this is just one of them.
Jiang Chaoyun thought to himself: These markings must have been made by Lu Yichen.
He knew that Lu Yichen, who was beside Chen Yuan, was a powerful character, a down-to-earth person who did things without dragging his feet and was very ruthless.
Shen Yuan's personality is so high-profile, he is definitely not the kind of person who would do such a thing.
Chen Yuan had already finished her shower. She was wearing a suspender top and her hair was wet and curly. After coming out of the bathroom, she beckoned Jiang Chaoyun and made a "come here" gesture.
Jiang Chaoyun frowned slightly again and looked to the side.
He had always felt that being controlled by a woman's body was not something a man capable of great things should do.
But now he was seduced again.
He warned himself that it didn't matter if he was seduced, at most they would just hit it off. She seduced him, and he would take advantage of her in bed. He would give her as much as she seduced him, but outside of bed, he should not be controlled by her.
Jiang Chaoyun worked particularly hard tonight, pushing Chen Yuan so hard that he kept screaming. However, this sound stimulated Jiang Chaoyun again, and he wanted to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly again.
After finishing it once, it was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. He got up from the bed with a feeling of being unsatisfied and prepared to leave.
Chen Yuan teased his shoulder with her foot again. Jiang Chaoyun turned his head and looked at the charming Chen Yuan with seductive eyes. He said disdainfully, "Flirtatious!"
Chen Yuan immediately got up from the bed and leaned against Jiang Chaoyun, his hands around his neck from behind. "Boss Jiang, when we were in bed, you liked this kind of frivolous behavior. Why do you ignore me when we're out of bed?"
Jiang Chaoyun was already dressed. He didn't say anything, just opened the door and left.
Shen Yuan was the only one left on the bed.
After Jiang Chaoyun left, she felt a huge sense of emptiness in her heart. She gently stroked the human imprint he had just made and gritted her teeth. She guessed that she might have come here with Lin Jingya this afternoon.
After sleeping with her, he went on to sleep with someone else.
Chen Yuan had always thought about prying him away and sharing him with others, and he had never thought about it.
It was him who could actually do such a thing.
"Scumbag!" she cursed inwardly again.
That was what she had been calling him lately.
But she just likes this scumbag, what can she do?
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