Chapter 86 You are really a man of action
Since that dinner, Tingyue Group became famous overnight.
Jiang Tingwan's office phone was almost blown up. The original team size could no longer cope with the project invitations that were coming in like snowflakes, and Jiang Tingwan was working on recruiting more employees.
Early in the morning, she walked into the office area in high heels, but was a little surprised by the scene in front of her.
Exquisite macaron gift boxes and hand-brewed coffee are placed on each employee's desk, and the rich aroma permeates the entire space.
It couldn't be that Song Zhi was tricked and was repaying evil with kindness.
"Whose hand is this?"
She pushed open the glass door of her office and raised her eyebrows at Zhou Luoyao who was sorting documents.
Zhou Luoyao didn't even raise her head, but just tapped Jiang Tingwan's desk with the tip of her pen.
A bunch of pure white sweet pea flowers lay there quietly, with a faint lemon scent wafting in the air.
Jiang Tingwan picked up the bouquet and her fingertips touched a gold-plated card with the word "Chen" written on it in a flamboyant style. The handwriting was as sharp as the person himself.
She couldn’t help but curl the corners of her lips, walked to the French window and dialed Shen Guan’s number.
The call was picked up almost instantly, indicating that the other party had been waiting.
"Finally you remembered me?"
Shen Guan's low voice came through the receiver, and the long-lost voice made Jiang Tingwan's heart tremble slightly.
She looked at the dark clouds rising outside the window and chuckled:
"Boss Shen has already delivered the things to my doorstep, so I have to think about it even if I don't want to."
A low laugh came from the other end of the phone:
"There's nothing I can do. Miss Jiang's company is thriving. Maybe one day I'll have to rely on Tingyue."
At this moment, raindrops as big as beans suddenly hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the winding water marks blurred the city skyline.
Jiang Tingwan looked at the rain and was in a trance back to that rainy night. Chen Guan held her in his arms, with the umbrella tilted in a protective arc.
"Contemplation..."
She called out unconsciously.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Guan's voice was not as tentative and calculating as before, but incredibly gentle at this moment.
"Nothing," Jiang Tingwan came back to her senses, "It's raining here."
"Yeah, I see."
The voice not only came from the receiver, but also came from behind very closely.
Jiang Tingwan turned around abruptly and saw Chen Guan standing in the middle of her office, with raindrops still stained on his suit jacket.
He looked calm and composed on the surface, but he could not conceal the emotions surging in his deep eyes.
"When did you..."
Before Jiang Tingwan finished speaking, Zhou Luoyao poked her head out from behind the door:
"I just let him in. You guys can chat slowly."
There was a flash of excitement in her eyes as she watched a good show, and after she finished speaking, she thoughtfully closed the door.
The sudden rain hit the floor-to-ceiling windows at an angle, and the glass was covered with a layer of flowing mist.
Before Jiang Tingwan could recover from Shen Guan's sudden action, her waist was already wrapped by his strong arms and she fell into his embrace that smelled like cedar.
The man's slightly cool fingertips passed through her hair and gently clasped the back of her neck. His movements seemed overbearing, but they were carefully restrained.
She looked down, her eyelashes casting a shadow like a butterfly's wings, and lowered her head to kiss him.
The moment their soft lips touched, it was as if an electric current ran up their spine into their hearts.
His kiss was tender and lingering, and her breath was filled with tenderness as he turned over and over, like spring rain soaking dry land, delicate and long. Each movement was very slow, as if he was tracing the curve of her lips, but the tip of his tongue had irresistible power.
Jiang Tingwan's fingertips sank into the folds of his suit. When thunder exploded outside the window, she was shocked to realize that she had not struggled at all.
The sound of rain grew heavier, crackling against the glass and blurring the figures of the two people into blurred outlines.
The warm yellow light in the room and the gloomy sky outside the window interweave, outlining a hazy and ambiguous picture of the two people.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still.
a long time.
Chen Guan reluctantly let go of Jiang Tingwan.
A faint pink flush appeared on her usually fair and calm face, and her breathing became slightly disordered.
The eyes beneath the eyelashes flashed with panic.
Chen Guan lowered his eyes and looked at her lips that were shining with moisture from being kissed, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, as if he was touching some priceless treasure and couldn't let go.
"You are really a man of action."
Jiang Tingwan steadied his breathing, his tone was helpless, but there was a barely perceptible tremor hidden in it.
Chen Guan chuckled, his eyes still fixed on her lips with burning passion:
"If you are not a man of action, you will not get any good results from President Jiang."
Jiang Tingwan felt her ears burning from being looked at by him. She simply turned around and sat back on the sofa, pouring herself a glass of water, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the rim of the glass:
"Why are you here?"
"On a business trip, on my way." Shen Guan answered lightly.
Jiang Tingwan was silent for a moment and didn't ask any more questions.
She knew Chen Guan too well. If this man really wanted to hide something, he would have done it without leaving a single hole. If he wanted to tell someone, he would have confessed long ago.
Chen Guan lowered his eyes to hide the dark current in his eyes.
In fact, he finished the mountain of work overnight and squeezed out time to fly over.
But why say this?
Saying it would seem like she was taking credit, and she definitely didn't like being bound by favors.
Rather than burdening her with unnecessary trouble, it would be better to let her think that this was just a coincidence.
He walked behind her, rested his hands on the back of the sofa, leaned forward slightly, and his breath brushed past her ears:
"Why don't you wear the hairpin I gave you?"
Jiang Tingwan turned her head and glanced at him: "It's too ostentatious to wear it everyday."
“That makes sense.”
Shen Guan nodded, and suddenly stretched out a hand in front of her, "What about this?"
The moment he opened his palm, a necklace fell down.
The chain is made of tiny diamonds strung together, like a twinkling galaxy, and the pendant is a translucent pink diamond, neither too big nor too small, just right between the collarbones, which is neither ostentatious nor luxurious.
Before Jiang Tingwan opened her mouth, Chen Guan had already unfastened the necklace clasp and used his fingertips to lift the loose hair behind her neck.
The cool metal felt against her skin, and his breath swept past her ear, causing a slight shudder.
"You're not going to be satisfied until I'm covered in jewels?"
She tried to tease, but her voice was three degrees softer than usual.
Chen Guan hummed softly, and gently stroked the pink diamond with his fingertips:
"Miss Jiang doesn't like to wear them, so I can only give her more. There will always be one that you will be willing to wear every day."
These words were ambiguous, and Jiang Tingwan's heart skipped a beat.
There is surging love hidden in the eyes.
He never gave her jewelry on a whim. He knew too well that she was good at escaping, and he hid all his possessiveness and cherishment, which had nowhere to vent, into these jewels.
Jiang Tingwan, do you know what the language of this bouquet of flowers is?
Contemplate silently in your heart.
The diamond was cold at this moment, but his fingertips were hot.
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