Chapter 51 Guan Yingjun Likes Him
In the dark.
Guan Yingjun's jaw was taut, his mind was in a daze, and he remained silent for a long while.
Jian Ruochen grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and felt the heat from his legs below his hips was so intense that it almost made him jump up. "You..."
Just as he started talking, a familiar voice came from the corridor outside Team A's office: "Huh?"
"Why is the emergency backup light of Group A off?"
It was Chen Jincai's voice.
Even after work, the police station will leave a spare light in the office, which can serve as a deterrent to thieves who covet documents.
Because even with just a small light, you can have a clear view of the entire office.
If someone outside suddenly turns on the light, they can see into Group A's office.
So they...
Jian Ruochen tightened his fingers and tightly grasped Guan Yingjun's shoulders. He wanted to stand up, but his legs were weak, as if they were nailed to Guan Yingjun.
In the quiet office.
Breathing and heartbeat intertwine to form a surging and moist melody.
Noisy and loud.
Outside the door not far away, Chen Jincai said, "Oh, the switch of group A tripped. What happened?"
With a "click".
Opposite to Group A, the door of Group D's office opened, a head poked out, and whispered, "Sorry, Mr. Chen, we are eating an electric hot pot. The pot was confiscated by madam last time, and the pot we bought this time is more powerful, and it accidentally tripped the circuit breaker for Group A."
The three groups ABC are in a row, and the three groups DEF are opposite.
The two AD groups share one circuit.
Chen Jincai: "Hey, you really know how to enjoy yourself. Give me two bites."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and turned on the power switch of Group A.
The overhead light flickered slightly.
The dark office was suddenly illuminated.
In an instant, two faces with noses touching each other appeared clearly in front of each other, without any obstruction.
At this moment, their heartbeats almost coincided.
Tremble at the same time.
Jian Ruochen let out a breath, slightly stunned.
Outside, Chen Jincai was preoccupied with the hot pot that Group D had secretly cooked, and had no idea what his good brother was doing in the office.
Looking back, he murmured in confusion: "Why doesn't Guan Yingjun turn off the lights after get off work?"
He raised his hand and turned off the lights in the office again.
Darkness fell again.
The thrill of having an affair, like being caught at any time, makes one's whole body numb.
Jian Ruochen suddenly let go of his strength and sat firmly on Guan Yingjun's thigh.
The boy didn't have much flesh on his body, but he had plenty of flesh where it should be. He twisted his soft legs and pressed down in the darkness with his whole body's weight.
Guan Yingjun's breathing became heavy, and even a double image appeared in front of his eyes.
He was reluctant to let Jian Ruochen go, but he couldn't figure out Jian Ruochen's current attitude, and what purpose he had in asking this question.
To say that she was not angry anymore, Jian Ruochen was not angry in the first place, she just didn't want to take him seriously.
If you want to talk about liking him, how could Jian Ruochen fall in love with him so quickly?
He just did something stupid.
The aroma of beef and seafood wafted out from the door of Group D, tempting people's taste buds.
Jian Ruochen couldn't wait for an answer and felt hungry, so he asked urgently, "Sir Guan, do you like me?"
Guan Yingjun was silent for a moment and denied it softly: "No."
Jian Ruochen frowned.
no?
impossible.
His psychological analysis skills are so good that he can never make mistakes.
It’s hateful that Chen Jincai has the habit of turning off the lights casually, otherwise he would be able to see Guan Yingjun’s micro-expressions and judge whether he was lying or not!
How could it not be?
It couldn't be that his first mistake was with Guan Yingjun.
How could he be wrong?
Jian Ruochen pursed her lips and thought: Guan Yingjun lied.
As a police officer, how can you lie to people?
He really wanted to hear the truth.
If you want to hear it, be prepared to use psychological techniques to interrogate.
At this point, the best option is...
Jian Ruochen's palms were sweating and his breathing became slightly rapid.
He gently retracted his hand, leaned back and sat on Guan Yingjun's lap, waiting quietly for a while, then slowly moved closer to Guan Yingjun's ear and asked softly, "Really?"
The aroma of grapefruit wafted around his neck and cochlea, and Guan Yingjun was almost driven crazy. He half-closed his eyes, veins bulged on the sides of his neck, and he clenched his fists, pinching his knuckles into his palms.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something against his will, wanting to tell Jian Ruochen that he didn't like him.
But he was like a mute, unable to utter a single word.
Jian Ruochen's eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness. He saw Guan Yingjun's struggling expression and found it interesting.
So, he got excited and reached out to touch Guan Yingjun's jaw. His fingertips touched the protruding Adam's apple and said, "If you're telling the truth, I'll stay away from you."
Guan Yingjun's eyes were dark, with desire and restraint alternating between them.
"Jian Ruochen." His voice was low and hoarse, suppressing his desire, "Do you want to kill me?"
Jian Ruo swallowed hard, instinctively sensing the danger.
But Guan Yingjun's expression made people stunned for a moment and forgot to push him away.
Guan Yingjun took a quick breath, raised his head and took a moment to relax before asking in a low voice: "You..."
He reached out and suddenly grabbed Jian Ruochen's neck, "December, you liked Lu Qian so much that you wanted to die for him. Do you still like him now?"
Before Jian Ruochen could say anything, he felt someone pushing the back of his neck forward, as if his vital point was being held in someone's hand. He had no choice but to move forward with the force.
He moved from Guan Yingjun's knees to his waist and abdomen.
Guan Yingjun allowed his rationality to collapse.
He rested his forehead on Jian Ruochen's shoulder and said, "Are you turning love into hate now?"
If Lu Qian turns back, what will Jian Ruochen choose?
If Lu Qian died, would Jian Ruochen, who seemed to have come for resistance, suddenly disappear like the "second personality" or "soul transformation" that Uncle Li said?
Jian Ruochen was shocked by such strong emotions. When he moved his wrist slightly, he was grabbed by a hot hand.
The hand was not very powerful, which seemed to give him room for choice.
Guan Yingjun said in a low voice: "Why do you insist on getting an answer from me?"
Jian Ruochen was speechless, he himself didn't know.
Guan Yingjun gently pressed Jian Ruochen's palm with his thumb, "Whether you want to kill me or take revenge on me for making you angry, it's fine now."
How can it be that serious?
Jian Ruochen retracted his hand in confusion but did not pull it away.
Guan Yingjun held the stunned Jian Ruochen's hand, put his right hand to his lips, and kissed his fingertips tentatively.
Jian Ruochen's eyes widened in shock.
Then the kiss moved forward inch by inch, the hot corners of the lips touched the palm of the hand, leaving a scorching breath.
Jian Ruochen curled his fingers slightly, as if he could catch the hot breath like a dragon's breath.
His mind went blank, and suddenly he felt something burning hot touching his thigh through two layers of clothes.
Jian Ruochen's voice became hoarse: "Guan Yingjun..."
Outside Group A, the lights in the corridor suddenly lit up for a moment.
Separated by a wall.
Chen Jincai's voice rang out again: "Wow, the chicken soup is so delicious! Your group has such a good midnight snack, be careful that Madam will come to your door!"
"Mr. Chen, hey. Take this king crab and share it with your teammates. Let's go."
"Chen Jincai, why are you so greedy? Didn't your first three groups just achieve sales results? You will have money soon. You must treat us to a meal when you have money."
When they talked about performance, they couldn't help but mention Jian Ruochen.
"Hey, has the little fortune god from Group A finished get off work? If not, let him come over for some food."
"It must be raining. Group A has no lights on."
"Eat quickly, and then go find trouble with Lu Qian and the Jiang family!"
Chen Jincai asked: "Why are you looking for trouble?"
"Of course we'll go visit them. We won't find anything by searching, but it will distract Lu Qian and the others while they're trying to figure out how to deal with it!"
"Haha, that's mean!"
Although it was bustling outside, Jian Ruochen felt as if his soul was out of his body and he couldn't hear anything clearly.
He struggled to break free from Guan Yingjun's shackles.
No need to listen to any answer.
Isn’t the answer obvious?
Guan Yingjun just likes him.
Jian Ruochen heard Chen Jincai's footsteps walking away, and immediately got off Guan Yingjun, ran out of Group A's office, and jumped down the dark safety passage in one breath, panting.
Guan Yingjun stood upstairs, watching Jian Ruo sink and then jump straight into the taxi like a rabbit, and lowered his eyelids.
I whispered in my heart: Yes, I like you.
…
Jian Ruochen jumped into the car, but didn't want to go home for a moment, and didn't know where to go.
He looked toward the window and saw a face that looked powdery and almost burning.
Oh, damn hormones.
The human body's regulator.
Jian Ruochen remained silent for a long while with a cold face, and said to the taxi driver with a teasing look: "Master, let's go to the Central Mall."
He wanted to find a place to clear his mind.
Spend money!
Central Mall was the largest and most expensive mall before the Hong Kong World Trade Center was built.
Jian Ruochen went inside and went to the watch shop first. He smiled at the handsome man at the counter and pointed at the gold watch on the counter. "This gold watch is one for women and eight for men."
"This emerald ring... three of them."
Male receptionist:?
Met Prince Qian?
Oh, a big order for the new year!
He’s a small rich man!
The male receptionist poured a glass of water and said, "Don't worry, I'll get you a brochure to choose from. VIP room this way?"
Jian Ruochen waved his hand to refuse, "No, I'm in a hurry."
He thought for a moment, then took out five 1,000-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them over. "I can't carry it by myself. Can you get off work and help me carry the bag? This is a 5,000-yuan tip. This is all the cash I brought."
The male receiver took it with both hands: Sure, Dad. No problem, Dad.
5,000 yuan, his monthly salary!
On this side, Jian Ruochen was shopping in the Central Mall and for a moment forgot that someone had just held her hand and kissed her.
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On the other side, Guan Yingjun drove home but did not enter the house.
He locked himself in the Toyota, and for once he didn't drink to suppress his desires. He just leaned against the car with a lit cigarette in one hand and leaned out of the window, panting with his mouth, and grabbed a tissue with the other hand.
His eyes, which were usually cold and reserved, were slightly narrowed and his neck was raised.
The sparks on my fingertips flickered in the darkness, and desire rose and fell.
Guan Yingjun thought of Jian Ruochen's finger pressing on his Adam's apple.
Breaking a vow...
Just once, he thought.
…
The other side.
Jiangting Mansion.
Jiang Hanyu looked at Lu Qian's face and suddenly felt sick.
800 million.
Even though his original intention of selling the electronic technology company was to stabilize Lu Qian, let him calm down and help stabilize the Jiang family.
But to be fair, didn’t this 800 million help Lu Qian solve his urgent needs?
Didn’t this money help Lu Qian to support the Tianquandu Entertainment City, which had been suffering losses day after day due to legal operation for many days?
Jiang Hanyu blinked his eyelashes gently and shed a tear with true emotion.
Of course he loved Lu Qian, this man had been able to satisfy all his fantasies when he was young.
She was rich and powerful, loyal and affectionate. She had always obeyed him in everything and remained indifferent to a face as beautiful as Jian Ruochen's.
But ever since Jiang Mingshan went to jail, the Jiang family's empire is on the verge of collapse.
Lu Qian's revealed ambition and nature are frightening.
"...Lu Qian." Jiang Hanyu's expression changed in an instant, and he looked at him sadly, "Are you not fond of me anymore?"
Lu Qian choked.
Jiang Hanyu raised his hand and took a piece of paper from the tissue stand on the table. He shook it out and spread it out in his hands, then buried his face in it. "I don't understand these things either. That electronics company was originally something my father wanted to sell. You were so short of money before, and I was so anxious. I wanted to help you."
He burst into tears, "I don't know if this will make money. Personal computers are so bulky and there are only a few companies in Hong Kong using them. I really don't know what the development prospects of this thing will be!"
Jiang Hanyu shrugged his shoulders, and his tears quickly soaked through a piece of paper. "I didn't know the person who bought it was Jian Ruochen, and he didn't come in person. I'm sorry."
It was the first time Lu Qian saw him cry so hard.
When Jiang Mingshan was sentenced to death, Jiang Hanyu just shed a few tears silently.
Jiang Hanyu crumpled up the tissue, threw it aside, and tore off another one. He wiped his tears and said, "I can't help you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
Lu Qian felt soft-hearted and upset because of the crying.
He stood up, walked to Jiang Hanyu and comforted him, "It's not your fault."
He chose a brainless one.
Lu Qian inserted his fingers into Jiang Hanyu's hair, looked at the person who was crying so hard that he was gasping for breath, and gently smoothed the soft black hair.
Jiang Hanyu followed Lu Qian's force and slowly leaned his head on the other's abdomen.
He misjudged Lu Qian.
This man's affection and loyalty are real, but it's not because Lu Qian likes him so much, but just to brag about his "love" to others.
In fact, Lu Qian only loves himself. He is a selfish person and will never fall in love with anyone.
No wonder... Jiang Hanyu suddenly smiled silently. No wonder Jian Ruochen didn't want Lu Qian and left without looking back. She would rather date a poor policeman with a monthly salary of only 50,000 than have anything to do with Lu Qian.
Jian Ruochen is always like this.
Always winning.
Why?
He wants to win too.
Jiang Hanyu raised his head, rested his chin on Lu Qian's belt buckle, and smiled at Lu Qian.
Since Lu Qian doesn't hold him dear to his heart, don't blame him for stepping on Lu Qian to climb up.
Jiang Hanyu stroked the engagement ring on his middle finger and said softly, "Uncle, don't be angry. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me. Although I can't help you, I can show you the Jiang family's documents. Then, you can decide which one to sell. I won't sell blindly anymore."
Lu Qian looked at Jiang Hanyu's obedient face looking up, and his heart skipped a beat. The scale that he originally felt regretful for choosing Jiang Hanyu immediately tilted back.
Even when Jian Ruochen liked him the most, she had never coaxed him like this.
Lu Qian looked at Jiang Hanyu's red eyes from crying, gently pushed aside his hair, leaned over to kiss his lips, and untied his belt with one hand.
Jiang Hanyu almost vomited. He reached out and pushed Lu Qian, but the man didn't move at all.
Just when he thought Lu Qian was going to force his way in, the doorbell rang and a cold voice came from the intercom: "The police are here to visit. Is Mr. Jiang at home? Your fiancé, Mr. Lu Qian, is involved in a drug trafficking case. We want to talk to you."
Jiang Hanyu used to hate the police, but at this moment, he was extremely grateful that Hong Kong still had a police station like the Kowloon Regional Police Station that was so dedicated and professional!
He pushed Lu Qian and urged, "The police are here."
Lu Qian had no choice but to fasten his belt again and go to open the door.
These cops really don't give me any breathing time.
…
Jian Ruochen went on a shopping spree until late at night and bought almost everything he liked in the mall.
Spend money when things don’t go your way.
Money really can cure all diseases.
As soon as he got home, he lay down.
I slept soundly until the next day.
The next morning.
The doorbell of the villa on the top of the mountain rang. The butler on duty at the door was startled and met a pair of dark eyes after opening the door.
He leaned back slightly in fear, "Hello? Mr. Guan?"
Guan Yingjun handed over the bouquet of daisies and tulips in his hand, "I have an appointment with Jian...your young master to exercise at five o'clock. Go wake him up."
The butler was British. He did not take the flower. He bent down slightly and invited Guan Yingjun in. Then he spoke in not very fluent Chinese, "The young master didn't get home until three o'clock last night, and he has only been asleep for less than two hours. I think he is very weak and not suitable to get up and exercise."
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