Chapter 18 Not a Mistress
The black Rolls-Royce on the side of the road hadn't moved a single step in several minutes.
Inside the car, Yin Dong tilted his head and looked through the window at the woman struggling on the side of the road with a cold expression.
Zhou Zhi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and said, "Boss Yin, that person seems to be Accountant Jiang who delivered your takeaway tonight. She seems to need help. Does she need any help..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a voice from the back seat, "If you don't mind getting yourself dirty, then go ahead."
Zhou Zhi turned his head, sat up straight, and rolled up the passenger window.
Jiang Yuan's arm was clamped tightly by Yan Yiru's big hand, and he dragged her towards the car with great force. Jiang Yuan was unable to withstand the force at all, and the bag in her hand and the scarf on her body fell to the ground.
Yan Yiru's patience was finally worn out by her. He simply picked her up and carried her sideways, striding towards the car. Jiang Yuan was like crazy, screaming, "Let me go!"
"Help!"
However, there were many vehicles on the roadside, but the cars were full of people watching the fun. No one got out of the car, and no one wanted to get involved in such a romantic farce.
Yan Yiru took a few steps and carried Jiang Yuan to the side of the car, freeing his hands to open the door. Jiang Yuan pushed him away with all her strength and ran quickly to the middle of the road.
She crossed the road regardless of the danger. Yan Yiru was so angry that he started to chase her.
Jiang Yuan ran while looking back in panic until she was caught off guard and bumped into an open car door.
With a "bang", she felt a pain in her chest.
Before she could recover from her shock, she heard a deep male voice coming from inside the car, "Get in."
Jiang Yuan got into the car without even thinking and quickly closed the door.
The car clearing snow from the intersection ahead slowly drove away, and the road finally became clear. The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the black Rolls-Royce quickly merged into the traffic flow.
The heater in the car was on high, isolating the ice and snow outside. Jiang Yuan let out a long breath and turned around to say thank you: "Thank you..."
When she saw the person next to her clearly, her frightened face froze.
The light in the car flickered with the car lights on the roadside, but the man's face had sharp features and his eyebrows were like torches. Jiang Yuan was very familiar with that strong sense of oppression.
Jiang Yuan forced his clenched fists to loosen little by little, adjusted his breathing, and forced a faint smile, "Boss Yin, I didn't expect it was you who saved me. Thank you."
Yin Dong stared at her. The color on her face had not returned and was still pale. The smile on her face looked fake and ugly.
He frowned and asked, "Why are you running? Will he eat you?"
Jiang Yuan lowered her head and pursed her lips. After two seconds, she spoke, "He has a fiancée, and I'm afraid of retaliation."
As soon as she said it, he sneered, "Since ancient times, being a mistress has never had a good ending."
Jiang Yuan frowned: "I'm not a mistress. When I was with him, I had no idea..."
He interrupted her directly: "You've been together for half a year, and you didn't know he had a fiancée. Isn't it because you are stupid enough?"
Jiang Yuan was speechless, then retorted: "So, the problem is all my fault. Do I deserve to be deceived by him?"
"You have poor vision and can't judge people well. Being with a man like this is your own fault, isn't it?"
He glanced at her, his tone very light.
Jiang Yuan's chest heaved with anger, but she forced herself to calm down. She smiled at him, curled the corners of her lips, and asked, "Then why do I still like you? Is it because I have poor taste?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the man's originally relaxed brows instantly froze, and she could sense a faint sense of danger.
But she still stared at his face without blinking, her dark eyes exceptionally clear.
The street lights shone in, as clear as water, creating a layer of delicate ripples in her eyes.
He turned his head back.
For a few seconds, the car was quiet and silent. The driver and Zhou Zhi in the front seat held their breath at the same time. The air in the car was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could not be heard.
Jiang Yuan waited for a few seconds, but he didn't speak again. She only saw the jaw line on his profile becoming increasingly tense.
She took a slow, deep breath, then put her hands at her sides and moved a little closer to him.
She stretched her slender neck and leaned close to his ear, her rosy lips opening and closing. No sound came out, only the gentle breath blew directly into his ear: "I wonder if that seafood noodle shop suits your taste? I compared many places and read hundreds of reviews before picking it out. If you like it, I'll deliver it to your office every day."
A faint sweet fragrance spread from the side of his neck to his cold body.
Yin Dong has always had a keen sense of smell. That night, when she was so bold as to sit on him and torment him recklessly, she smelled the same smell.
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