Chapter 109 "Why, I can't even touch it?"
At 8 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Yuan calculated the time when Yin Dong's plane would land and called him.
The phone rang for a long time before a familiar cold male voice came, "What's up?"
Jiang Yuan clutched her phone and asked in a concerned tone, "Have you landed? Is it cold in France?"
"Missed me?"
He replied directly.
Jiang Yuan's heartbeat jumped between fast and slow. She asked, "How about you?"
"Me what?"
He asked even though he knew the answer. Through the phone, Jiang Yuan could probably imagine the slightly playful expression on his face.
She took a deep breath and lowered her voice unconsciously, sounding shy and unable to hide it: "Did you miss me?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and then she heard his voice again, a little hoarse: "Even when I close my eyes, I can smell your scent."
Jiang Yuan sat in the empty office, her cheeks inexplicably hot.
She hastily changed the subject, "Mr. Liang called me and asked me to come over to celebrate his birthday. He said he had already mentioned it to you. I don't want to go but I'm afraid of upsetting him. You should talk to him."
"Go," he said in a low voice, "go and relax. There's a gift prepared in the bedroom cabinet. Take it to him for me."
Jiang Yuan was unsure for a moment. Did he mean for her to go to Liang Zhouheng's birthday party in his place? There must be many people from their circle. Did he intend to reveal her identity?
Her mind raced, and she asked anxiously, "Is it appropriate for me to go in your place?"
“They don’t eat people.”
He said it as a matter of course.
Jiang Yuan's heart was so excited that it almost jumped out of his chest. He was going to make her public, which at least showed how much she meant to him.
She quickly responded, "Okay, I'll go home and pack up and then come over."
"Um"
Seeing that he was about to hang up, Jiang Yuan quickly added: "I have something else to tell you. I was removed from the M&A team. I don't know who meant this, but I think..."
"I mean."
Jiang Yuan clenched her phone tightly, her brows furrowed in thought, "Why?"
"Spend less time on work in the future."
She understood his implication. He wanted her to focus on him, but...
After the phone call was hung up, Jiang Yuan didn't know whether to be happy or depressed.
It was already past 9 o'clock in the evening when Jiang Yuan packed up and left Yin Dong's house. The car Liang Zhouheng sent to pick her up was parked on the side of the road.
Jiang Yuan took the Liang family's car and was taken directly to a courtyard house.
The courtyard was brightly lit, and melodious music could be heard slowly, like a classical orchestra, with the sounds of pipa, erhu, yangqin...
Jiang Yuan walked in, observing all the way. Every stone and wood in the courtyard seemed to have been carefully carved, exuding a heavy historical charm and the smell of money.
The music became clearer and clearer. After passing a screen, a beautiful scenery suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Yuan.
More than a dozen beauties in cheongsams, each holding a different musical instrument, are magnificent against the backdrop of the courtyard environment and the projection of lights, as if they have stepped into a painting of a certain dynasty.
The man sitting on the rattan chair opposite was sitting with his legs crossed and his eyes closed, resting. The rattan chair under him was swaying with the music, looking very comfortable.
There were rumors outside about how arrogant and extravagant Liang Zhouheng was. Jiang Yuan secretly felt that the rumors were true.
But why was Liang Zhouheng the only one celebrating his birthday?
Jiang Yuan was standing there, hesitating to move forward, when Liang Zhouheng suddenly stood up from the rattan chair, "Sister is here, come and sit down."
Jiang Yuan had no choice but to step forward and hand over the gift in her hand, "Happy birthday."
Liang Zhouheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, took the thing without even looking at it, and just pulled her hand.
Jiang Yuan's hair stood on end and he retracted his hand. He raised his lips slightly, "Why, you can't even touch me?"
Jiang Yuan felt that Liang Zhouheng was particularly strange tonight, especially in the ambiguous environment and atmosphere, which made it difficult for her not to be wary of him.
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