Indulge in Me Let me be charming

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Indulge in Me / Let me be charming

=== Section 1 === _

" Let me be charming"

Author: Chen Xiwu

Introduction:

After many years, Zhao Wuling saw Jiang Ye again on a chaotic and cold rainy night. The heavy rain made the road conditions difficult and two cars accidentally collided with each other.

The accompanying friend noticed that she looked abnormal and asked gossipingly . Zhao Wuling frowned and answered absentmindedly: " Ex-boyfriend. "

The kind that she always abandoned when she was young .

Zhao Wuling got out of the car with her skirt lifted up, her smile a little guilty, and she pretended to be polite and said hello: " Jiang Ye, long time no see . "

The rain fell on the ground and splashed water. The secretary held an umbrella. Zhao Wuling saw that Jiang Ye was in a suit and his gold glasses made him elegant. He was dignified and distant in the dark, and his tone was smooth: " Miss Zhao, I will compensate you. Just contact my secretary if you have any questions. "

Jiang Ye's secretary has been with him for many years. The thing he couldn't understand the most was that on that rainy night, Jiang Ye, who was taking a nap in the back seat, spoke while adjusting his shirt cuffs.

" Did you see that car? "

The secretary held the steering wheel and looked up, observing the vague figure in the car not far away. .

Jiang also saw it clearly and gave instructions with a faint look in his eyes.

The secretary looked a little stunned: " What? "

The rain was so loud that he worried that he had misheard his boss's instructions.

Jiang Ye slowly adjusted the cuffs of his shirt and repeated: " I said, did you see that car? Hit it. "

The excellent hunter enters again in order to completely possess the rose.

Gentle scum × eldest lady

Reunion / Main City Campus memory killing / please don't bring it into reality

Content tags: urban love soft spot Reunion

Search keywords : Protagonist: Zhao Wuling; Jiang Ye ┃ Supporting role: Yang Chengyu ┃ other:

One-sentence summary: Reunion after a broken mirror | Gentle scum × pampered daughter

Purpose: Love life embrace love

Chapter 1 _ indulge me

◎ Ms. Zhao, just contact my secretary about compensation. ◎

The city is sleeping at night, with thin strands of rain forming a curtain of rain, followed by lightning followed by muffled thunder.

Oil paintings and pianos were arranged inside the imitation European-style building . The stained glass windows vaguely reflected human figures. Zhao Wuling's high heels made a crisp sound when she stepped on the tiles. Her steps were a little unsteady, and she pushed the door from the side of the hall.

Yu Shuang's car was parked outside. He noticed the figure at the side door and started honking the horn. Zhao Wuling's head was dizzy. He held up his long skirt and stepped into the water with his shoes, causing ripples. He stumbled a few steps and got into the car.

As soon as the passenger door opened, the air-conditioning and rain drifted in. Yu Shuang took out the tissue and handed it to his hand. He looked at the drunk Zhao Wuling and frowned : " This is how much I drank to get this drunk. "

After getting in the car, Zhao Wuling relaxed and leaned her head against the edge of the window. The rain kept falling, and there was water mist on the glass. The temperature was very low. Her hair was scattered around her lips, and she answered :" Not much. "

When it came to the last step of the cooperation with the gallery , it was inevitable to discuss business over the wine table. She didn't drink much, just mixed it in, which inevitably made her feel a little overwhelmed.

Yu Shuang frowned, a little worried that she would choke her respiratory tract. He held Zhao Wuling's chin with his hand, turned around slightly, and looked at her carefully.

Zhao Wuling's beauty can only be felt at a close distance .

The beauty of others is inevitably unconventional, but Zhao Wuling has the kind of very noble beauty, cleverly floating between the amorous feelings and the innocence of a girl. When she is not smiling, she is actually aloof and cool, but when she smiles, she has an awkward look. The meaning of the words is also the most attractive in the flashy voice.

Zhao Wuling drank until she was tipsy and groggy. She was forced to raise her head and let Yu Shuang examine her. She vaguely remembered that someone took such meticulous care of her a long time ago.

Yu Shuang didn't know what was going on in Zhao Wuling's heart, so he fastened his seat belt and returned to the driving seat.

Yu Shuang started the car and asked , " Has the agency contract been signed ?"

Zhao Wu raised his eyebrows and muttered something that didn't answer the question. Yu Shuang didn't hear it clearly. He turned the steering wheel and looked at her through the front view mirror : " What? "

Zhao Wuling sat up a little, reached out to turn off the soft music playing in the car, and replied to her: " There is no contract signed. "

Yu Shuang was surprised : " Weren't we almost in contact with each other before ? "

Zhao Wuling stretched out her hand to gather up the loose strands of hair, unwilling to say more : " The gallery wants to wait for their manager to come back and confirm again. "

Yu Shuang didn't react and stepped on the brakes. The car bumped a little. She held the steering wheel and frowned, complaining casually : " It takes so long to drag something out , and the efficiency is low. I don't know if I thought I would inherit the gallery to you." Woolen cloth. "

Zhao Wuling talked to her for a few more words before getting tired, and leaned aside to rest loosely as if someone had taken a bone out of her bones.

Yu Shuang had a lot of curse words to say. He saw Zhao Wuling's sleepy look from the corner of his eye, so he didn't want to disturb her and simply concentrated on driving.

Huaicheng is a coastal city. There are typhoons and heavy rains in the summer. There are almost no shadows of pedestrians on the street. The wipers scrape the rain back and forth on the glass in front of the car.

Fortunately , he missed the evening rush hour after work. Yu Shuang drove his car smoothly through a narrow intersection . The oncoming black vehicle turned on its high beam headlights. The white light was too dazzling and flashed again and again, as if to confirm something.

Zhao Wuling was shaken to the eye, raised the back of his hand to block his eyes, and cursed in a low voice that he was sick.

Yu Shuang also pressed the horn impatiently a few times to remind him.

The high beam flashed, making it difficult to see the road clearly.

Before Yu Shuang's fourth blast of the horn was sounded, he was interrupted by an oncoming car. The speed was faster than a bullet being loaded. The fronts of the cars collided with each other like thunder, and the rubber tires made a sharp sound as they rubbed against the road.

Zhao Wuling let out a soft cry. He was unprepared and leaned forward due to inertia, holding on to the shelf in front of him to avoid hitting his forehead.

Yu Shuang had a bad temper. The moment the two cars collided, he cursed and started complaining : " What kind of technology ? Just turn on the high beam and hit someone. Why? Driving is a fake job that you pay for." Proof. "

Yu Shuang turned sideways and touched the door handle without stopping, offending the driver and his family.

Zhao Wuling held the door handle of the car and was about to get out of the car. Before he could move, Yu Shuang stopped him : " Hey, if you are so drunk, don't get out. Just rest in the car. I'll go down and take a look and come back." "

As soon as Yu Shuang finished speaking, he opened the car door and angrily got out of the car with high heels like a female warrior.

The rain was gradually decreasing . When Yu Shuang got closer, he lowered his head and looked at the bright light of the car. He saw that the front of the car was dented and had pits. Yu Shuang clicked his tongue and said that he was not heartbroken. He simply looked away. ,Out of sight out of mind.

The other party was a black Bentley Mulsanne. The driver opened and closed the door quickly, opened the black umbrella, and the person who got out of the back seat looked like his boss.

The ostentation is quite big.

Yu Shuang came down with the idea of " I want to see what kind of monster is driving " . She originally thought it was a novice or a drunk driver, but it turned out to be neither.

The person holding the umbrella should be the assistant. The other one was wearing a suit and had a refined temperament. He said nothing about the farce in front of him.

Li Yuanchuan approached with an umbrella and apologized first : " Hello, Miss, I'm really sorry. It rained just now and the car's tires skidded out of control. I apologize to you again. My boss meant to keep it private. We will bear all the consequences." Can you think of the repair costs? "

A normal car accident is just about who is responsible for the accident . Now that Li Yuanchuan admitted it so readily, it saved a lot of trouble.

A fire in Yu Shuang's heart was extinguished before it had time to burn. He pursed his lips and nodded : " Okay, then ask the insurance company to tow the car. "

Li Yuanchuan responded first, paused for a few seconds, and then naturally changed the subject : " Miss Yu, was there anyone else in the car just now ?"

Yu Shuang was stunned for a moment and explained : " I drove the car, and the co-pilot is my friend. It's inconvenient to get out of the car when you're drunk. Just tell me how to deal with it. "

However, Li Yuanchuan showed amazing persistence in this matter, emphasizing : " Miss, let your friend come down too, see if he is injured, and we might as well pay compensation together. "

Yu Shuang's expression was so confused that he looked like he was looking at a fool.

Yu Shuang didn't come back for a long time. Zhao Wuling frowned and took out an umbrella from the car's storage compartment. As soon as he opened the car door, there was a cool raindrop. Zhao Wuling regretted not wearing an extra coat when he came out today and opened it. Get off the umbrella.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground was particularly clear on the rainy night . Yu Shuang turned around in surprise : " Why did you come down ?"

" I'll come down and take a look . " The fresh air and coolness made Zhao Wuling sober up a lot. She stood by the car holding an umbrella and looked at Yu Shuang with doubtful eyes, " How is it ?"

Yu Shuang stood next to her and whispered to her. Li Yuanchuan also happened to receive news about work at this time, and took a few steps back to ask the people behind him.

" No change , tell him, either invest 30 million to get equity, or not invest a penny. "

On a chaotic and cold rainy night, his voice was like whiskey with ice cubes , cold and hoarse, with an indescribable sense of abstinence.

Too familiar, Zhao Wuling's movements were startled for a moment, and then he looked towards the source of the sound. He was standing a few inches behind Li Yuanchuan, tall and thin. Unfortunately, the huge black umbrella blocked the rain and blocked his view. .

Maybe he heard wrongly, how could Jiang Ye not recognize her.

Zhao Wuling's thoughts were a little confused, and he lowered his eyes and looked at the raindrops splashed on the ground. , Yu Shuang was talking to her, but she was absent-minded. When Li Yuanchuan spoke, the umbrella was raised inch by inch with his movements. Zhao Wuling first saw clearly the fair and straight nose bridge, the restrained eyes behind the lenses, and finally the thin lips.

After kissing thousands of times, you can never admit your mistake.

" Jiang ... ye? " was a confused tone . The tassels of Zhao Wuling's earrings fell to her shoulders and neck. She blinked and called his name again.

The raindrops were illuminated by the light of the car lights, and the air-conditioning invaded the body temperature little by little. Zhao Wuling raised his eyes. Her face was the most dazzling in the dim light. She had black hair and red lips. She bit her lips subconsciously, and her nails were embedded in the palms of her hands. .

I didn't know how to speak, so I had no choice but to remain silent after calling my name.

" Why Lingling, do you know each other? " Yu Shuang didn't keep up with the development of the matter, and asked in confusion after a moment of delay.

Jiang Ye's reaction was very weak, and he only raised his head after hearing Zhao Wuling's words.

The collar of Jiang Ye's suit was meticulously taken care of , and his gold-rimmed glasses made him look elegant. His dark color was dignified and distant, and his dark eyes looked at each other with Zhao Wuling.

An unspeakable silence spread between the two of them. Li Yuanchuan had just stepped back, and at this moment Quan thought he was invisible.

After a long time, Jiang Ye looked away , his expression as usual, and his tone as if he was talking about the most ordinary weather, calmly: " Miss Zhao, just contact my secretary about compensation. "

The author has something to say :

Next book is "Marriage in Love " , please collect it from the little angels

[Marriage first, love later / planned for a long time / powerful people in Beijing × bright beauties]

The first time I met Fu Zeyuan was at a party dinner. Someone occasionally mentioned him during the dinner, with a tone of awe, saying that he was just standing up, winning the power struggle, and firmly holding the family's right to speak, which was extremely valuable.

Xu Chaojin's marriage partner at that time was his nephew, who couldn't be said to be very outstanding, but the younger generation of Lao Qian's family always had no autonomy in marriage and had to make do with it.

While pushing cups and changing cups, he turned around boredly and saw his fiancé exchanging contact information with the female star. Xu Chaojin looked back in disinterest, but his eyes accidentally collided with Fu Zeyuan's.

The dim and unclear light made his face even more handsome, with a bit of scarlet between his fingers, his eyes were deep, and his expression was difficult to distinguish.

Goodbye Fu Zeyuan, it was a cold winter night with snowfall in northern Beijing. Xu Chaojin had just broken up with his fiancé , squatting on the ground in a state of embarrassment , weeping in grievance.

A shadow fell in front of her. A man in a suit held an umbrella for her . In a more dignified manner than others, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Finally, he asked seriously in a calm tone.

=== Section 2 === _

" Xu Chaojin, do you want to marry me? "

Who among the upper-class circles in northern Beijing would not praise Xu Chaojin for her good fortune? When she was born, the family bells rang and the food was cooked, and she was the most favored among her grandchildren. Suisui was her nickname, which was taken from the saying "Every year has a present."

Later, the building was about to collapse, and many people were waiting to see Xu Chaojin's jokes. Before they could wait, they watched Xu Chaojin become Mrs. Fu, and she was even more arrogant than before.

Countless mornings and late nights, Fu Zeyuan's eyebrows and eyes were still noble and unattainable, but his tone was deep, he kissed behind her ear, and called her.

" Sui Sui. "

* With you, every year has its present.

* Marriage first, love later / planned for a long time / powerful people in Beijing × bright beauties

chapter 2 _ indulge me

◎ So the dream also returns to the age of seventeen ◎

" Ms. Zhao, just contact my secretary about compensation. "

Contact my secretary, which means there is no need to contact me.

On a cold rainy night, Jiang Ye's voice was also slightly cold. He gave a concise and official answer. The smile on Zhao Wuling's face stagnated, and the rouge on her lips was licked by her. For a long time, she lowered her eyes and said nothing. .

Yu Shuang had taken the time to chat with the person on the other side of the phone, but when he noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, he silently shut up.

About ten minutes later, someone from the insurance company hurriedly arrived. There was no major problem with Jiang Ye's car, just a slight scratch. However, Yu Shuang's Audi was in terrible condition and he was going to tow it back to the 4S shop first.

Li Yuanchuan stood a little further away to negotiate with the people from the insurance company. The rain stopped at some point, and the wind brought a chill in the night. Zhao Wuling shivered from the cold, but subconsciously looked at Jiang Ye.

If Jiang was seventeen years old, he would have taken off his school uniform jacket and walked out of the school gate. Zhao Wuling would have been picked up by a driver, and then he would ride his bicycle home in the rain.

But without her classmate Jiang, Jiang Ye's suit fit snugly, and his gold- framed glasses were very thin, covering his indifferent eyes. He glanced at her coldly and asked Li Yuanchuan: " Are you okay yet? "

" It's done, Mr. Jiang. " Li Yuanchuan returned to Jiang Ye first before turning around, " Miss Zhao, Miss Yu, you need me ..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking. Yu Shuang glanced at Zhao Wuling first, holding the phone in his right hand and shaking it in the air: " No, I called a taxi. "

The online ride-hailing driver didn't talk much throughout the journey. Zhao Wuling closed her eyes, and the scene outside the car window flew by, leaving a neon-colored afterimage on her face.

After getting off the car , paying with his mobile phone, and going upstairs, Zhao Wuling said nothing during the whole process.

Zhao Wuling has just returned to China recently and is temporarily living in Lanshui Mansion. In a high-priced area of Huaicheng, a 200-square-meter flat has been opened up. One of the top bosses in the industry serves as the designer. This is one of Zhao Wuling's coming-of-age gifts. .

There was a layout of one elevator for each household. After stepping out of the elevator, Zhao Wuling held the shoe cabinet outside to change shoes, found a pair of slippers for Yu Shuang, and opened the fingerprint lock.

The smart system in the room started up, the curtains made an almost inaudible noise, and then they were automatically closed. The constant temperature and humidity system started running, and a gentle yellowish halo instantly filled the entire room.

Outside is the magnificent scene of the Huaijiang River entering the sea and the bustling night scene of the CBD that has not yet ended . Occasionally, colorful light spots are reflected through the glass.

Yu Shuang followed behind and looked left and right, then clicked his tongue before speaking: " Lingling, do you smell the smell in the air? "

" What? "

Zhao Wuling turned his head and frowned in confusion.

Yu Shuang took a few deep breaths, his expression was very enjoyable, and he concluded plausibly in the next second : " The smell of money cannot be smelled by people like you who have been completely corrupted by capitalism. "

Zhao Wuling wanted to laugh, but stopped. When she walked to the gray carpet near the sofa, she kicked off her slippers and walked barefoot on it to feel the softness. Things had piled up from the evening until now, making her sleepy.

Zhao Wuling's body was almost half sunk in the sofa, but Yu Shuang seemed to have just started talking. He stood next to Zhao Wuling on his shoulder and said in a narrow tone: " Tell me the truth , who was the person I bumped into in the car crash today, eh? "

Zhao Wuling looked sad: " He won't tell you his name, Li Yuanchuan. "

" Come on, you know who I'm talking about. " Yu Shuang took out the business card Li Yuanchuan had just handed over from his bag , glanced at the name and put it on the coffee table, " Here, Mr. Jiang , what's the matter? Knowledge? "

Zhao Wuling's voice seemed to have been washed by the rain, and she said in a dull voice: " Ex-boyfriend. "

" Dating your ex-boyfriend? " Yu Shuang asked, knowing that Zhao Wuling was a good person.

" Seriously, he is my ... first love. "

In the true sense .

Yu Shuang smiled thoughtfully before speaking slowly: " Lingling, you have a bad memory for first love. I just saw that people looked at you like a stranger. "

" No " , Zhao Wuling's voice seemed to be separated by fog, as if he was recalling. The next second, his tone became more determined, he pursed his lips, and his tone was calm as if he was stating the facts, " He can't forget me. "

It's not that Zhao Wuling is narcissistic, Jiang Ye liked her a lot when he was in high school.

Half of Zhao Wuling's pampering came from his wealthy family, and the other part came from Jiang Ye, who was the president of the student union at the time. He abused his power and wrote one leave note after another to Zhao Wuling. Zhao Wuling's seaweed-like hair often had Jiang Ye on it. Hair accessories are also given.

There was Chanel, and there were also very niche European brands, which were Jiang Ye's competition scholarships.

Zhao Wuling liked the new and disliked the old very quickly. Many hair accessories were only worn once or twice before losing the favor of the eldest lady.

Jiang doesn't care, he will buy it again if he doesn't like it .

He was used to giving the best to Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling's temper was not considered docile. When he lost his temper, it was common for Jiang Ye to wear a white shirt with lip prints on it to school. When the surrounding classmates were talking about it, Zhao Wuling hid in the crowd, as if the prank had succeeded. Tilting his head and smiling.

Later, the two broke up and had an embarrassing incident. Zhao Wuling then went abroad to study, and he never heard from Jiang Ye again.

But after so many years, the only thing Zhao Wuling never thought about was that Jiang would forget her.

how can that be possible.

Yu Shuang had just casually thrown the business card on the coffee table. Zhao Wuling picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was a pure white and textured card with dark lines and gilded words on it.

Jiang Ye, founder and CEO of Zhiyuan Capital.

Below should be the company's address and zip code.

Yu Shuang came over, saw it clearly now, and joked: " Hey, you're still a kid? "

She thought he was a rich second generation in Zhao Wuling's circle, otherwise it would be difficult to explain that Jiang Ye was in a high position at such a young age.

Zhao Wuling was stuck in memories, rubbing his fingers on the edge of the business card: " No, he ... his parents are both teachers . "

Jiang Ye's parents are both upright and old-fashioned mathematics teachers , and they are unlikely to help Jiang Ye in his career.

Yu Shuang saw that she didn't want to talk much, so after saying a few words, he changed the subject. Worried that Zhao Wuling was wearing thin clothes and catching a cold from the rain, he got up and helped her go to the kitchen to make a cup of brown sugar ginger tea.

It was rainy outside and the road was muddy , so Yu Shuang simply stayed the night. She went to the bathroom to take a shower. Zhao Wuling still maintained the same posture as before. The slightly sweet and spicy taste of brown sugar ginger tea quickly filled the entire space.

Zhao Wuling had just returned from London a few days ago and was still suffering from jet lag. However, there were too many things going on today. Meeting people at the gallery and unexpectedly meeting Jiang Ye again made Zhao Wuling quickly feel sleepy.

She drank ginger tea, and after turning off the lights, the room was pitch black, and her senses seemed to be temporarily closed. She could only vaguely hear the thunder outside the window, like the summer of her youth.

So the dream also returned to the age of seventeen.

When he was a student , Jiang was also a standard model student loved by teachers and students in the school. His shirt was always buttoned to the top button, he had excellent grades, and his temperament was cool and unworldly.

Forgetting what the quarrel was about, she yelled to break up and threw a lot of things. She had always had this bad habit, and Jiang didn't agree. Zhao Wuling unilaterally declared the beginning of the cold war and didn't pay much attention to Jiang for a whole week. also.

Zhao Wuling was forgetful and always had bad friends at school, so he quickly put this incident behind him.

One day after that, the corridor after school was extremely quiet. Zhao Wuling lightly kicked open the door of the president's office with the toe of his shoe.

That was the first time Zhao Wuling saw his decadent demeanor. Different from his usual cold and aloof appearance, Jiang Ye's complexion was almost sickly white. The sunset shone in through the window pane, and his whole person was shrouded in a sense of vulnerability. There is a slight cyan shadow under the eyes.

After a long time, she fell on his lap, and Jiang rubbed the back of her neck without any erotic meaning , as if comforting a disobedient child. Their foreheads were touching, and his temperature was low.

In the silence of the evening, Zhao Wuling saw the normally glamorous President Jiang lowering his head, and heard him calling her name in a hoarse voice.

" Zhao Wuling, don't ignore me. "

After waking up, my eyes were so sour that I wanted to shed tears. Dreams and reality were intertwined. I remembered that his tone was cold and unfamiliar, and he called her Miss Zhao.

The author has something to say :

Mr. Jiang : Fishing is a polite scum

Lingling: The kitten immediately took the bait√

Chapter 3 _ indulge me

◎ Be patient, he is good at it. ◎

" Hello everyone , my name is A Shuang. How are you doing recently? I'm not in my apartment right now, so today is just a ... um, simple video of light makeup and chatting. "

Yu Shuang stopped, slightly adjusted the direction of the camera, and continued talking to himself in front of the camera.

" Because after I posted it last time, I felt that people really liked watching this kind of chatty video. I had already done some skin care in the morning, so I put on foundation right away. What I used today is ..."

There was a slight creaking sound, and the door to the room was pushed open a crack. Zhao Wuling had just woken up, his hair was still loose, and he was not used to the bright light. He stretched out his hand to block it and squinted his eyes slightly to ask.

" Ah Shuang, are you recording a video? "

Yu Shuang's undergraduate major is cultural industry management, but she shares art and beauty on social platforms in her spare time. Unexpectedly, the popularity is quite good. Yu Shuang is very active and took the opportunity to switch careers and become an Internet celebrity. In her own words, it is called beauty. Also an art blogger.

" No , no, no, no. " Yu Shuang leaned forward and pressed the pause button. She originally took the photo temporarily when Zhao Wuling got bored waiting , but she continued to take photos of the powder without stopping. She took the time to ask, " How are you doing ? " , do you still have a headache? "

Zhao Wuling was sitting on the sofa sleepily. She was still wearing a suspender nightgown. The silk-textured skirt was close to her skin. She felt a little cold, so she pulled the pillow over and leaned on the sofa: " Fortunately, I had a dream. "

Yu Shuang drew a picture of lying silkworm near his eyes: " What did you dream about ? "

Zhao Wuling held her forehead and thought about it. After a while, she shook her head and said, " I forgot . It was probably a nightmare, so I forgot. "

Yu Shuang didn't care and said smoothly: " Nightmare, I forgot about it. "

Nothing happened. Yu Shuang put on makeup very quickly. After applying blush, he used the sunlight to observe the details of his face in the mirror with satisfaction.

Yu Shuang closed the eyeshadow palette and put it next to him , then unlocked the lock screen of his phone. As usual, Weibo was full of top celebrities who were openly and covertly criticizing him. Yu Shuang was not surprised. He clicked on the hot search rankings and the announcements of variety shows and TV series. There are sporadic art topics in the post.

#Van Gogh Art Theme Tour Sale #

#Would you spend half a month's salary to see an art exhibition ?

#Experts advise young people to cultivate more artistic sentiment #

Yu Shuang rolled his eyes at the expert who was keen on giving advice. After browsing the information, he raised the screen towards the sofa: " Lingling, isn't this the art exhibition you mentioned to me the other day? It was on the hot search list and ranked quite high. of. "

Zhao Wuling reached out and tucked her broken hair behind her ears. She didn't look surprised and explained: " I bought it for marketing. "

=== Section 3 === _

Not surprising, Boyi is one of the best galleries in the country, and this art tour is a big project of the year, so the marketing funds invested are not small.

Yu Shuang was stunned for a few seconds and asked: " Why is your art circle doing this? "

She thought that only the entertainment industry liked to do this.

Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention, but Yu Shuang lowered his head and studied it carefully for a long time. He excitedly threw himself on the sofa next to her and said in a higher tone: " My sister, this is an international touring art exhibition. You can pay more attention to it." ! "

Yu Shuang continued to output: " I attended an event that day and met someone named Wei. It is said that he is quite famous in your circle, and it is because of this that he became famous. "

Zhao Wuling turned around and said, " Wei Congmeng? "

Wei Congmeng is also a painter contracted by the studio, but Wang Yiqiu is not in charge, and Zhao Wuling doesn't know much about him, having only met him a few times before.

" Yes, yes, that's her. " Yu Shuang became even more excited , sitting next to him and asking questions.

Zhao Wuling didn't pay much attention. She was still a bit sleepy due to jet lag, so she yawned against the pillow.

Yu Shuang's original plan today was to accompany Zhao Wuling and go to the 4S store to pick up the car at five o'clock in the evening, but obviously, the eldest lady needs sleep more now.

Yu Shuang looked away , lowered her head and looked at her phone casually. Someone in the circle's resource communication group was chatting with her privately.

[ Meow Meow A : Huanjing is opening, Zhang Wanwan has temporarily put aside his peach, Yu Shuang, are you free? It's very simple, just take photos, check in, and post on social platforms. 】

Huanjing is a shopping mall in the Huaicheng business circle. Recently, many well-known international brands have settled in and are preparing to officially open and cut the ribbon.

Yu Shuang raised his eyebrows, sneered, and turned to complain to Zhao Wuling.

" She didn't tell me about this event before , so she directly invited Zhang Wanwan. Now that she can't go, she thinks of me? I'm just a substitute for co-writing. "

Zhao Wuling poured himself a glass of warm water and asked, " Are you going then ? "

" If you don't go, I have some backbone, okay ? I'll let her wait for a while and then refuse. "

The next second the phone dinged .

[ Meow Meow A : Are you coming? If you come, it's 10,000 yuan, now settled]

Yu Shuang's expression paused for a second, and the next second he started typing with crackling fingers.

[It's Ah Shuang: Go, go, thank you, sister, for remembering me. Let's have dinner together later. 】

Yu Shuang jumped up from the sofa , hurriedly looking for his bag, rummaging inside, talking to himself.

" I was wrong Lingling. It turns out that my integrity is worthless in front of money. I have to go back and clean up now. By the way, Lingling, please help me pick up the car in the evening. I will send you the address when I'm done. "

Zhao Wuling couldn't believe that Yu Shuang changed his mind for a mere 10,000 yuan, and looked stunned.

Yu Shuang 's tone was guilty but also a little confident: " What are you looking at? Have you never seen a slave to money? "

Finally found, Yu Shuang handed the car key to Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling didn't answer: " Ah Shuang, why don't you pick it up another day, or I can pick it up for you tomorrow. "

" Please, please, " Yu Shuang clasped his hands and bowed, " The main thing is that I have to use a car tomorrow , and this is just a broken Audi. It can carry me through wind and rain. "

Zhao Wuling still didn't answer. Yu Shuang patted his head and suddenly realized: " Why, are you afraid of meeting your cheap first love ?"

Zhao Wuling's eyes were still a little red, and the pendant of the necklace on her shoulder and neck was swaying slightly. She couldn't hide her beauty. She paused and explained.

" Ah Shuang, I haven't decided how to face him yet. "

Jiang Ye's attitude after they broke up when they were students was still fresh in my mind. It made no sense for them to meet again after a few years. Jiang Ye's attitude was calm and indifferent.

Furthermore, Jiang Ye's words and deeds were already thought-provoking when the car crashed on a rainy night .

In short, she hasn't thought about it yet.

Yu Shuang's cleaning movements suddenly slowed down, and he looked at Zhao Wuling's troubled expression with interest, finding it interesting.

" Isn't it a peaceful breakup ? "

Yu Shuang found it interesting. After all, Zhao Wuling was considered a " social queen" in London's social circle , and she handled every relationship appropriately.

Zhao Wuling shook his head.

More than just a peaceful breakup.

Being young and absurd, separation and reunification are their normal behavior.

When they really broke up, Jiang Ye went to an international competition for the school. When he came back, he found that Zhao Wuling, who had promised to go to Beijing together with him last week, had completed the withdrawal procedures and gone abroad without saying a word.

...

" We won't meet each other, here, Lingling, "

The organizer pressed her hard, so Yu Shuang stood up. While replying to the message, he put the car keys on the cabinet next to him and continued to persuade her: " Mr. Jiang of yours is already at the level of a president. He must have sent an assistant. "

Yu Shuang seemed to have thought of a certain possibility and said thoughtfully: " Besides ..."

She answered : " You should go if you can meet him. When you meet your old lover, don't you want to know his attitude towards you? "

Before Zhao Wuling had time to say anything else, Yu Shuang had disappeared, so he just left one sentence.

" Good Lingling, please, I'll treat you after the event . "

The phone was filled with messages from London, acquaintances asking her why she was absent from the party, photos of a few red-haired male celebrities showing pretentious postures, and greetings in Chinese filled with grammatical errors.

Zhao Wuling swiped it quickly and blacked it out, then started cutting drawing paper and mixing paints. It was almost evening when he finished the work. Zhao Wuling casually took the canvas bag from the shelf at the door and went out.

When we arrived at the address given by Yu Shuang, the 4S store clerk introduced that the damage to Yu Shuang's Audi was mainly the part under the front hood, and after repairs, all parts were replaced with new ones.

" We have done the best on the engine and cooling fan ..."

Zhao Wuling knew nothing about the relevant knowledge and nodded absently. As evening approached, there were only a few people in the hall, and Jiang Ye was not seen.

She couldn't explain what she felt. She just felt that the shaky sunset on the horizon easily penetrated the glass of the store and burned her skin.

The clerk accompanying him suddenly exclaimed in a low voice and patted his head with a smile: " How could I forget that the gentleman told him to inform him when you arrive? "

Zhao Wuling panicked, held the clerk's arm, and asked: " Who is this sir? "

The clerk hummed and gestured while thinking about it: " Tall, black suit, quite ... handsome and elegant, he is in the rest area now, you will know when I invite him over. "

Tall, wearing a suit and ties, handsome and elegant.

Zhao Wuling almost instantly sketched Jiang Ye's outline and called her out: " No, no, no, don't bother . "

" Xiao Wang, help me entertain this lady. " The clerk smiled knowingly, asked his colleagues to come over, and left.

Zhao Wuling stood there, looking regretful after a few seconds, and irritably reached out to tuck the hair behind his ears.

She should have worn that haze blue dress today, and forgot to curl her hair. Also, she shouldn't wear apricot pink lip gloss, as it will make her look dull.

Zhao Wuling turned his back to the rest area.

In the evening , a gentle and dim halo penetrates the glass. Zhao Wuling's dress is hollowed out at the shoulders and neck. Her seaweed-like hair covers her fair skin. She has a typical thick-faced appearance, slightly raised eyes, and smooth bones. , even the lip shape is exquisite, giving people a sense of distance when not smiling.

When you raise the corners of your lips and smile , it's like the young girl in a Hong Kong movie who seduces you to travel around the world .

The clerk named Xiao Wang was an intern in the store with a somewhat introverted personality. He observed Zhao Wuling at close range and blushed with embarrassment after a moment.

She has never seen such a good-looking person, as good-looking as a star, no, more beautiful than the star on the screen.

After a while, footsteps came from not far away. Xiao Wang swallowed and pointed with his finger to remind Zhao Wuling.

" Miss Zhao, they are here. "

Zhao Wuling pretended not to hear, and decided not to turn around until she had rehearsed how to face Jiang Ye.

What should she say?

—Jiang Ye, long time no see . Have you lost your memory? How dare you not remember me?

—Okay Jiang Ye, actually I have lost my memory. I forgot that I dumped you in high school.

The footsteps stopped behind him, sweat broke out in the palms of Zhao Wuling's hands, and a voice sounded behind him the next second.

" Miss Zhao— "

Zhao Wuling was still rehearsing in her mind. After hearing the words " Miss Zhao ," she was stunned for a few seconds and turned around with her body's instinct.

It's Li Yuanchuan .

Li Yuanchuan 's suit was straight, and he couldn't hide his sense of social elite. The corners of his lips were curved into a smile, and he said: " Miss Zhao, we meet again. "

Zhao Wuling immediately realized that those three words also apply to Li Yuanchuan.

Zhao Wuling pursed her lips, and all the imagined scenes in her mind were discarded, like when she was a student and was notified to invite her parents, and after being anxious all day, she was notified that she was sentenced to probation.

Zhao Wuling didn't answer.

Li Yuanchuan did not feel embarrassed. He took out the document from his briefcase and handed it to Zhao Wuling: " This is the relevant information on maintenance and the insurance list. I apologize again to Miss Zhao and your friends. "

Zhao Wuling nodded, took the pen handed over by the clerk, signed it in a hurry and found an excuse to leave. Li Yuanchuan suddenly said: " We, Mr. Jiang, also want to apologize in person, but you also know that things in the company are always ... very ... busy. "

Zhao Wuling didn't quite understand Li Yuanchuan's pause and replied casually: " It doesn't matter. "

Thank God Jiang didn't come either.

When he went out, Li Yuanchuan helped push open the glass door like a gentleman, and his tone seemed to be chatting: " Did Ms. Zhao study at Tsinghua University? "

Zhao Wuling frowned in confusion and reflected for a few seconds before replying: " No, I'm studying in London. "

" So that's it, it's good. The scenery in London is very good. " Li Yuanchuan paused for a moment, then answered without hesitation the next second and added, " I'm sorry, Miss Zhao, I've been thinking about the destination for my annual vacation recently. Asked a few more questions. "

After saying goodbye to Li Yuanchuan , Zhao Wuling couldn't help but dial Yu Shuang's phone while standing on the doorstep.

Her tone revealed a kind of innocent doubt: " Ah Shuang, do I look like ... I study well? "

Is studying art a bit delaying her? Should she, Zhao Wuling, go to Tsinghua University?

The activity in the mall had just ended. Yu Shuang leaned back on the chair tiredly. The lounge was too noisy, so Yu Shuang couldn't hear clearly and asked, " What did you say? "

Zhao Wuling repeated: " Say , do I look like I'm studying well? "

The next second, Yu Shuang was laughing so hard in the lounge.

The assistant was retouching pictures and adjusting filters nearby . He was frightened by the movement and turned his head in surprise. Yu Shuang shook his head and motioned for her to continue.

After laughing enough, answer the question seriously.

" Lingling, you look like the kind in a Korean drama, the kind who folds his arms and tilts his head, speaking eloquently, ' My family has never been without money for a moment since my father's father . ' "

Yu Shuang paused and added: " The evil daughter daughter who is very poor in studies . "

=== Section 4 === _

The black Mercedes-Benz S600 was parked at the door, with its smooth body lines. Zhao Wuling was accustomed to this, and he did not realize that Li Yuanchuan, an assistant, should not drive such a car.

The special glass blocked the view of outsiders. Li Yuanchuan pursed his lips and took a few deep breaths before opening the driver's door. After fastening his seat belt, he nodded to the people in the back seat.

" Mr. Jiang . "

Jiang Ye was still in a suit, with his watch on his left wrist, which occasionally reflected weak light. His white shirt was still tied to the top button, and he was tall and handsome, with the coldness etched between his brows.

Li Yuanchuan felt dwarfed by the car. He turned on the ignition and prepared to start the car, but his eyes wandered and he looked back through the front view mirror.

Jiang Ye sat casually and lazily in the back seat, his eyes falling on Zhao Wuling on the steps.

His expression was obscured by the darkness, but it was obviously different from his usual calmness and self-control. It was obvious that observing Miss Zhao interested him more than the game in Vanity Fair.

After being quiet for a long time, Li Yuanchuan asked tentatively.

" Miss Zhao is right in front of the store. Do you want to go down? Or do you want to drive and follow Miss Zhao ?"

Li Yuanchuan couldn't quite understand Jiang Ye's thinking . Today's original plan was for a shareholders' meeting to decide on important decisions for the next quarter, but Jiang Ye postponed it temporarily just to pick up the car.

There are obviously more than a dozen similar cars in the garage.

But to say that Mr. Jiang is interested in Miss Zhao, it doesn't seem like he would be so chasing after someone.

Watching from the back seat of the car.

After a moment, Jiang also looked away and said in a cold voice: " Drive , if you don't want to be fired tomorrow. "

Li Yuanchuan started the vehicle in almost 0.01 seconds , stepped on the accelerator neatly, and drove smoothly and quickly on the road.

In the back seat, Jiang Ye raised his head , stretched out his hand to loosen his tie, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, because just now Zhao Wuling was standing on the steps with a curved smile, and the flower-painted dress outlined the outline of his waist, which was the same as when he was young. The images overlap.

Be patient, he was good at it.

The author has something to say :

Mr. Jiang : I peeked at my wife and was → I was interrupted → I started to get angry with embarrassment .

* Since my father's father, there has never been a moment when my family was without money. —Korean drama "The Heirs"

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Chapter 4 _ indulge me

◎ Who do you want ? ◎

At Zhiyuan Capital, the setting sun reflects through the glass onto the coffee cups on the table, and employees are constantly walking back and forth with information.

The stock market on weekdays was about to close , and the management was meeting inside. Li Yuanchuan did not dare to be careless. He waited outside the conference room, sorting out information while paying attention to what was going on inside.

After a while, Li Yuanchuan heard the sound of chairs scraping back and forth on the floor. A moment later, the silent door of the conference room was opened from the inside.

The first one to come out was Jiang Ye.

There was some noise in the conference room where the meeting had just ended. Jiang Ye took off his suit jacket and put it on his arm. Li Yuanchuan noticed that his shirt was still neat and tidy, with almost no wrinkles.

There was a hint of tiredness on Jiang Ye's eyebrows , but he did not stop and quickly moved forward. Li Yuanchuan chased after him holding the information and reported: " Mr. Jiang , the European stocks closed down across the board, but the major stock indexes in Asia-Pacific Going lower, don't know until this week's close …"

Jiang didn't care, and said in a cold tone: " It doesn't matter , it will rise back in two days. "

He lowered his head and ordered while arranging his cufflinks: " Sell the A- share stock before the market closes to reduce your position. In addition, hand over these two projects to Lin Xiao for re-risk assessment. "

Li Yuanchuan raised his voice in surprise: " Ah, Mr. Jiang, do you want to get rid of that A- share stock ? "

The stock they were talking about had been on a great run recently, and if they continued to hold shares, doubling it by Friday wouldn't be a problem.

Jiang Ye paused in his steps, his eyes finally left the cufflinks and looked at Li Yuanchuan.

Before Jiang Ye could say anything, Li Yuanchuan hugged the document tighter and nodded decisively.

" Okay, Mr. Jiang, sell it immediately, the A -share one, right? Don't worry, I'll sell it when I get back to my desk. "

Jiang also looked away , and Li Yuanchuan swallowed before continuing.

" Mr. Jiang , there is one more thing. The boss of Rongxin Technology, which you asked to re-do the project, hopes to interview you soon. Do you want to arrange a time? "

" Let Lin Xiao re-evaluate first. "

There are many things going on, and not everyone is qualified to see him.

Jiang didn't take it seriously, and after speaking, he opened the door and entered the office.

Li Yuanchuan lowered his head and stopped in his tracks without daring to look. Jiang Ye was born in the Department of Mathematics, and his career in finance was not even a professional counterpart, but he couldn't resist Jiang Ye's talent and ability. When Li Yuanchuan was an intern at the company, he was helping people order coffee. Jiang was also shorting the industry. The stocks of one of the best companies in the world.

Meticulous and calm, with excellent vision, Li Yuanchuan saw with his own eyes his strategizing demeanor when sniping stocks, like the most ferocious beast in the jungle hunting an antelope, cold and determined to win .

Returning to his work station, Li Yuanchuan sold stocks to reduce his position according to Jiang Ye's instructions, and notified the risk control manager Lin Xiao to redo the assessment before finding time to reply to the person in charge of Rongxin Technology.

Official, worded politely so that no one can fault it.

Li Yuanchuan clicked his tongue, feeling a little sorry for others. Lin Xiao's risk control assessment was qualified, but Jiang Ye's attitude seemed to be unfavorable.

And here, no one would question Jiang Ye's decision.

Lin Xiao was in the capital some time ago to deal with matters at the headquarters, and Jiang also promised to take care of him, so he couldn't shirk it anymore, and he expected to meet at the bar in the evening.

In the booth with dim lighting, Jiang Ye's clean white shirt was tucked into his suit pants. On his left wrist was a silver watch. He was leaning on the backrest of the booth. His whole persona was lazier than before, but still A sense of inviolable abstinence.

He didn't smile while talking to Lin Xiao, and drank all the wine in the cup.

Lin Xiao talked freely, while Jiang Ye was mostly silent. After a while, he got addicted to cigarettes. He opened a new pack of cigarettes, lowered his head, and opened the transparent plastic paper with his knuckled fingers.

Lin Xiao leaned forward, took a cigarette and thanked her. His voice was still lazy when he leaned back.

" Boss, there is nothing wrong with the Internet of Things. You can just continue to push forward the process. But I thought about the chip project later and found that your concerns are justified. It is better to delay it. It will not be too late to make a decision based on the situation. "

Jiang also lowered his head and lit a cigarette with a lighter.

Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows and answered quickly.

" But it's strange to say that the people in charge of them have some connections. Boss, do you remember the one who retired a few years ago? The person in charge of Rongxin Technology is his only son. His uncle is in the port industry. With this little money, It's easy to come out, I don't know if it's to avoid suspicion or something. "

Jiang Ye raised his eyes, paused for a moment while holding his hands to light the cigarette, raised his eyes, and spoke to confirm: " The person in charge of Rongxin Technology , whose surname is Zhao? "

Lin Xiao nodded, puffed out a cigarette in his hand, and agreed: " Boss, do you also think there is fraud in this ?"

The company does not have much involvement in the chip field. There are already unicorn companies in the field and almost set the industry standards. Of course, it is not a wise choice to end up now. The previous plan only suggested holding a small amount of shares on behalf of the company.

What's more, bypassing his uncle's cash flow and seeking investment from private equity companies inherently represents a high risk for the project.

The newly lit cigarette was extinguished. Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and looked at the dying scarlet sparks in the ashtray. He said in a playful tone, " I was thinking, why don't you meet their person in charge? "

Lin Xiao didn't understand Jiang Ye's change of attitude and asked with a frown, " What? "

Jiang Ye gave a rare smile and said in a calm tone: " You have to meet once before you can make a conclusion. There is nothing wrong with exploring new areas. "

Lin Xiao frowned in surprise , his voice changing tone: " You want to meet with the person in charge over there ? "

Lin Xiao was indeed surprised.

Zhao Mingxiu's father may have some status, but he has finally retired. This project is really not an emerging blue ocean, and the amount involved is quite satisfactory, far less than Jiang Ye would personally end the project.

What's more, Jiang hasn't personally followed the project for a long time.

But it's just a meeting.

Lin Xiao shrugged. Intellectually speaking, this was certainly not a good project, but his long-term belief in Jiang Ye made him feel that Jiang Ye was justified in doing so, so he said nothing more.

The wine glasses clashed together and spilled a small amount of liquid. Lin Xiao spoke in a relaxed tone and changed the topic to chat with Jiang Ye.

Zhao Wuling and Yu Shuang made an appointment to meet at the bar. After entering, the view was dark, with colorful and swaying lights. People were dancing on the dance floor from time to time. On the stage was a band that had recently become popular on the short video platform, enlivening the atmosphere.

Zhao Wuling and Yu Shuang found a quiet booth away from the dance floor. Zhao Wuling raised her hand and asked for a glass of almond liqueur. Yu Shuang had just participated in an event for plastic sisters in the Internet celebrity circle and kept talking. she complained.

" I tell you how outrageous it is. We just sat in that tea restaurant for a total of two hours. Zhang Wanwan mentioned her shabby Hermès thirty-seven times openly and secretly. Thirty-seven times, she just barely had to pay for it. / The vote was in our faces. "

Zhang Wanwan didn't go to the opening ceremony before because she was busy fishing for Kaizi. Yu Shuang had some friction with her before, and of course he dislikes her even more now.

Zhao Wuling rested his chin on his hand to listen to her, smiling with his eyes bent. Huaicheng was still very hot at night. Zhao Wuling was wearing a sling, exposing almost the entire skin of his back, and the thin straps were tied around his fair neck. .

Yu Shuang's complaint was genuine , and Zhao Wuling turned his head casually to enjoy the performance of the band on the stage. His eyes stayed for a moment because he found that the bassist of the band had a broken eyebrow, which made him look a bit untouchable.

" Lingling, Lingling? " Yu Shuang called her name and pointed at Zhao Wuling's mobile phone screen, " Your number. "

After all, the environment was still noisy and the bell was not heard.

It was Zhao Wuling's cousin Zhao Mingxiu calling.

" Hello? "

Zhao Mingxiu seemed to be socializing. After the vague noise, he said: " Where are you? "

Zhao Wuling held the wine glass in his hand, opened his eyes and told lies: " At home. "

Zhao Mingxiu sneered: " I heard the sound of DJing. "

Zhao Wuling continued to talk without blushing and without a beating heart: " The new Bluetooth speaker I bought is very lively. "

Zhao Mingxiu didn't say anything and only asked her to go back to his old home recently. He didn't say much, and he taught her with a faint smile in his tone: " I forgot all about my family when I went abroad . "

Zhao Mingxiu's recent project has entered a critical period, and he is very busy. He hung up the phone after chatting with Zhao Wuling for a few words.

Jiang was not very interested during the chat . Later, it seemed more like he had seen something and he was frequently lost in thought.

Lin Xiao was in the booth opposite him, nodding thoughtfully, putting his hands on the backrest and looking back. Because of answering the phone, Zhao Wuling changed his posture and turned his back to them.

Looking away, Lin Xiao found something interesting and joked: " What, boss, are you interested? "

Jiang also raised an eyebrow at him.

Lin Xiao made his words more straightforward: " The one wearing suspenders . "

=== Section 5 === _

Lin Xiao shrugged, looked at the watch in his hand, and continued to add evidence: " You looked at four o'clock eight times within five minutes . "

Lin Xiao also saw it just now. It was indeed beautiful. Under the seaweed-like hair was fair skin and delicate butterfly bones.

The only pity is that the beauty was too slow to notice the almost burning look in his boss's eyes.

Jiang Ye was noncommittal and puffed away in silence.

Lin Xiao found it very interesting and kept observing Jiang Ye's expression as if he had discovered a new world. Unfortunately, Jiang Ye quickly returned to normal, with no flaws at all, as if the previous trance was Lin Xiao's illusion.

ask for contempt.

Zhao Wuling felt bored after hanging up the phone. In addition, the gallery talks did not go well a few days ago. Yu Shuang saw that she was in a bad mood and suggested that the two of them play a card game. The old rule is that the loser drinks.

I don't know if it was just bad luck, but after four or five rounds, Zhao Wuling drank a lot.

She was indeed drunk, her cheeks were rosy, and she lay unconscious on the table. She didn't notice that Jiang Ye's gaze, which was relatively restrained just now, was now more naked .

The band on the stage changed to another title song. Zhao Wuling stood up unsteadily on the edge of the table and talked to Yu Shuang: " I'm going to the bathroom. "

The passage was so dark that it could only be identified by colored lights . Zhao Wuling held on to the wall and groped his way out. As he walked outside, the flow of people became smaller and the noise became much quieter.

The light seemed to be broken, and the closer to the bathroom, the darker it became. Zhao Wuling felt palpitated inexplicably, and carefully looked for light, but at the corner, someone caught him off guard and hugged his waist.

Nothing could be seen clearly in the darkness.

Zhao Wuling reacted and struggled instinctively until the skin on her waist touched the cold touch. Zhao Wuling raised his head dizzily and stopped struggling, as if he was carefully identifying.

The alcohol made her think slower, and she tilted her head with the strength of Jiang Ye's arm. When she saw Jiang Ye clearly, she spoke with some slurred speech.

" Jiang Ye, it's you. "

Zhao Wuling's hair is a little loose, and the broken hair is scattered around the ears, but it has a little more unspeakable charm. The skin on his face is almost rouge color. The fabric of the sling is very little, and the thin strap is tied around his neck. There are creeping cherry branches.

Jiang Ye rubbed his palm on her back, feeling the smooth texture like white porcelain.

Jiang Ye's voice was hoarse and he asked her, " Who do you want ? "

Jiang Ye's unique aura was mixed with tobacco, and his movements were too strong. Zhao Wuling's body moved back unconsciously, and there was a cold touch behind him. Zhao Wuling's back touched for a moment, and was quickly separated by Jiang Ye's palm.

" Who do I hope ... ? " Zhao Wuling drank until he couldn't think, and muttered again, not understanding the deeper meaning behind his calm words.

Zhao Wuling's sling almost exposed her entire back. Jiang Ye paused and moved to her chest purposefully, letting go after finding what he wanted.

The whole movement was very fast, but Zhao Wuling still breathed out softly.

Zhao Wuling's mind was groggy, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, but he still barely noticed Jiang Ye's " evil behavior " , stretched out his hand to push him, and his face turned red as if it was about to burn.

" Do not touch me. "

Jiang didn't respond either , because he noticed her resisting attitude and male strength was a natural advantage. Zhao Wuling was imprisoned in his arms and could only raise his head.

She wore cosmetics with fine glitter today, and occasionally there would be extremely delicate glitter that reflected light and shadow on her skin, like the Milky Way. Jiang Ye lowered his head, touched it with his fingertips, and moved his eyes downward to see Zhao Wuling's eyes.

The slightly raised eyes were as clear as mist spreading.

Jiang Ye's eyes darkened, inexplicably, he wanted to see her cry, and wanted her to shed tears because of him.

The temperature was too high, making Zhao Wuling a little sensitive to the heat. He groaned and struggled in Jiang Ye's arms. A drunk person's words had no logic. One moment, he told him to get away, but the next sentence was laced with apology.

Jiang also lost his strength and let go of his hand, taking a step away. The sound of heavy metal instruments sounded outside.

The sense of aggression that followed faded away, and fresh air came in.

Jiang Ye leaned close to Zhao Wuling's neck, his tone seemed to be tempting: " What did you say? "

Zhao Wuling shed tears physiologically and repeated in a daze: " I said ... I'm sorry ... when I was in high school ..."

She spoke intermittently, but Jiang still heard it clearly. His expression suddenly became cold, as if he was examining her, and emotions surged in his dark eyes.

He knew that Zhao Wuling would not remember it after he sobered up .

It had always been like this, just like when Zhao Wuling was drunk in high school, she kissed his Adam's apple without any plan, slid her fingers to the bridge of his nose, and casually promised him the rest of her life.

After sobering up, he didn't remember anything. He said with a smile that he was naive and how could they stay together for a lifetime.

Jiang Ye leaned forward, with even more force than before. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhao Wuling's chin with his knuckles, and immediately kissed him.

Patience running out, the invader feasts on his prey.

There was a faint smell of cigarettes and alcohol on Jiang Ye's body, and he kissed her hard, as if possessing her, attacking her lips and teeth.

Zhao Wuling was so drunk that she had no strength, so she was forced to bear his kiss. The oxygen in her breath was thin, and she instinctively slid down. Jiang Ye's left hand wearing a watch held her waist, barely supporting her, and she leaned helplessly on him.

The band was still hysterical on the stage outside, and Jiang seemed not to have heard anything and deepened the kiss.

Jiang didn't come back for a long time, so Lin Xiao groped his way to the bathroom of the bar. Before he even reached the door, he saw a couple kissing each other eagerly.

The man's tall figure covered the scenery in his arms, and the two kissed inseparably.

Lin Xiao cursed a few words, not wanting to meddle in other people's business, and stepped into the toilet to drain the water.

Wait, the figure of the dog man and woman looked familiar. Lin Xiao paused, squinted his eyes for a long time with a smell of alcohol, and murmured a curse.

" Fuck, Jiang Ye, you fucking call this boring. "

The author has something to say :

Mr. Jiang, who saw his wife from a distance: Be patient, he is good at it.

Mr. Jiang who saw his wife up close : Kiss her 3

Chapter 5 _ indulge me

◎ So wait for the opportunity and hit it right away. ◎

-Who do you want ?

It's damp and chaotic, and there's still light, shadow and alcohol in the memory.

A few rays of sunlight shined through the glass on Zhao Wuling's side face. She was so sunburned that she couldn't open her eyes. She nestled in the lazy sofa next to Yu Shuang and read fashion magazines.

Yu Shuang's small home is bright and warm. The carpet spread near the coffee table and the fresh bouquets in the vase next to the projector all show the owner's care. There are piles of things on the floor. Huanjing opened some time ago, and the brand Fang gave a lot of gifts, and Yu Shuang was busy cleaning them near the dressing table. He took a few moments to turn to look at Zhao Wuling and urge her.

" Aren't you going back to your old home ? Why don't you leave? "

Zhao Wuling put the magazine aside casually and sat cross-legged on the soft sofa. The silk pillow was a little deformed by her scratches. The memories came up and gave her a headache. Zhao Wuling's tone was hesitant.

" Yu Shuang, when you found me last night, was there anyone else around ? "

Yu Shuang was carefully selecting things to give to his assistant. He answered as he moved, with a bit of complaint in his tone: " No, I said you too, even going to the bathroom can cause trouble. "

Zhao Wuling didn't reply for a long time. Yu Shuang worriedly found her near the bathroom and found her sleeping soundly in a booth. The bar was near the house Yu Shuang rented. Yu Shuang spent a lot of effort to bring Zhao Wuling back.

Zhao Wuling frowned, his expression still gloomy. Yu Shuang bent down to pick up the pillows and put them in place, and asked in confusion: " What's wrong Lingling? "

Zhao Wuling leaned on the sofa and replied in a dull voice: " It's nothing, maybe it's a dream. "

The cold feeling of the man's watch still seemed to remain on his skin, so real that he could still recall the details. Zhao Wuling leaned his head back on the sofa , inhaling and exhaling, revealing a section of his slender and white neck with the ups and downs.

So, why do you have such strange dreams?

Dreaming about Jiang Ye ... kissing her.

The Zhao family's old house is a mid-level villa near the seaside, with white walls and red bricks, and a very elegant and unique color scheme. This section was deliberately avoided during road construction, making it quiet and peaceful.

The guard standing guard at the door was a guard who had been with Zhao Pingbei for many years. The guard recognized Zhao Wuling's license plate and raised the bar before the car arrived.

After getting off the car , Zhao Wuling walked through the well-kept gardens and fountains. When he entered, he didn't see Zhao Pingbei and Zhao Pingnan. They were probably dealing with things in the study. Shen Hanyun was leaning on the soft cushions, and the servants of the old house were holding their hands. I was confirming the lunch menu for her.

" That 's it for now . Let's add a serving of mung bean and lily soup for each person. "

Shen Hanyun raised his head and ordered the servant, and the beautiful rubies on his earrings swayed slightly. Zhao Wuling sat next to her without saying a word, leaning sideways and resting his chin gently on Shen Hanyun's shoulder.

Shen Hanyun was a dancer in a cultural troupe when she was young . She had a classical temperament that was hard to beat with time, but she was more affectionate towards Zhao Wuling.

She pulled out the stems of the cherries in the glass bowl and put them to her lips. If they weren't enough, Shen Hanyun used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead with a distressed tone.

" Why don't you ask the driver to pick you up? It's hot in the summer , and it makes you uncomfortable when it gets too hot. "

Zhao Wuling was still thinking about the too beautiful and beautiful dream last night, his expression was not good and he didn't say anything.

Shen Hanyun glanced at the driver standing next to her with disapproval , put her hand on Zhao Wuling's shoulder and looked at her carefully: " Are you tired from working recently? Do you want your dad to say hello? "

For a few words, there is no reason for Zhao Pingnan's daughter to look at other people 's faces in Huaicheng .

Zhao Wuling smiled and interrupted: " No, it's going quite smoothly. Don't let uncle and dad get involved. "

Zhao Wuling stood up, reached out and put the bag he was carrying aside, looked around, and quickly changed the subject: " Nothing, where is my cousin? "

Shen Hanyun stretched out her hand to close her shawl and looked at the clock: " He went to the villa on the top of the mountain in the morning and just said he was going to see a client. He should be back soon. "

Zhao Mingxiu's mother lived in the villa on the top of the mountain . In Zhao Wuling's memory, the aunt was always very gentle, soft-spoken, lying sickly on the bed, next to the occasional beeping machine and countless medicine bottles. , and the eldest aunt was not allowed to leave the mountaintop villa.

Not allowed by the doctor , nor allowed by my uncle.

Including family dinners, my eldest aunt will not attend.

Shen Hanyun's attention was diverted to other places and he continued to look at the dishes. Zhao Wuling breathed a sigh of relief. The servant handed over the prepared plywood and paper. Zhao Wuling held a pencil and randomly sketched the car in the glass bowl on the coffee table. The shape of a centipede.

There was a slight noise, and Zhao Mingxiu pushed the door open and walked in. With sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a traditional handsome appearance, Zhao Wuling smiled, stood up, and walked quickly to him in a few steps.

" Here, I'll give it to you. " Zhao Wuling casually stuffed the paper into Zhao Mingxiu's arms.

Zhao Mingxiu took off his suit jacket smoothly, curled his lips, and took the paper farther away to observe. Zhao Wuling just made a shape, and the rough lines were too stream of consciousness to draw any conclusions.

" How much does this brand of goods cost? " The customer he just met was from Hong Kong and Macao. Zhao Mingxiu deliberately imitated the Hong Kong accent and asked her with raised eyebrows.

There was evil hidden in Zhao Wuling's slightly raised eyes, and his tone was calm and serious: " The original painting of the great painter Zhao Wuling himself is a priceless treasure. "

Zhao Mingxiu laughed even harder and reached out to scratch her nose: " How can anyone say that he is a great painter? "

Zhao Wuling instinctively hid back, but he didn't know what he thought of. He bit his lip suddenly, reached out to take back the sketch paper, and returned to where he was before to rummage through his bag.

Lunch is a dish that Shen Hanyun has seen one after another , including stir-fried crabs in typhoon shelters and crispy squab, as well as elegantly plated vegetarian dishes. The chef carefully cooks them and tastes natural.

The dinner table was very quiet. Zhao Pingbei had a very dignified and resolute appearance. He had been in a high position for many years and was not angry or intimidating.

Because she wanted to meet her uncle, who was always strict, Zhao Wuling dressed very well. She wore a knee-length black skirt with a square collar and pale white pearl buttons. She added a small piece of yellow / rock / sugar to her mung bean and lily soup. Zhao Wuling held a spoon. agitation.

It wasn't until we finished eating that we felt relieved. Everyone sat and chatted together, with the TV on as background sound.

=== Section 6 === _

The host of the financial channel reported in a smart suit.

" Hello, viewers, welcome to today's financial channel. Yesterday, the domestic Huaihe Securities Index closed down 0.06 % at 3258.21 points, and the Hong Kong Stock Exchange Component Index rose ..."

During this period, Zhao Pingbei asked about Zhao Mingxiu's project progress.

" Fortunately, we are talking about financing. "

The fatigue in Zhao Mingxiu's eyebrows was not a pretense. The early stage of research and development was almost like burning money, and the transformation results did not meet expectations. None of the private equity companies he had contacted before were willing to take this risk.

Zhao Pingnan took a sip of tea before turning around and comforting his serious-faced brother: " Young people , it's good to experience more setbacks and hone yourself more ..."

Zhao Wuling was forced to listen to the lecture together, absent-minded, and his attention was given to the WeChat interface on his mobile phone.

The business card given by Li Yuanchuan had a mobile phone number printed on it. Zhao Wuling could only pray that Jiang did not have the habit of handing over his work number to his assistant.

" Many fund managers announced their investment status, and the proportion of position reduction increased ..."

The voice from the TV continued.

Chaotic red and green lines flashed, and the host's tone rose slightly.

" To this end, we interviewed Mr. Jiang Ye, the founder and CEO of Zhiyuan Capital, hoping to learn about the current situation of leading domestic private equity funds. "

...

Jiang Ye?

It was Zhao Mingxiu who looked at the TV first. Zhao Wuling seemed to have been temporarily deprived of his hearing. He was stunned for several seconds before blinking.

When I saw Jiang Ye on the electronic screen, his suit was custom-made by hand because it fit him perfectly and made him handsome and elegant.

Reporters around him handed over microphones from time to time. Li Yuanchuan accompanied him and answered some simple questions for him. Jiang Ye's eyebrows were still cold, and his smile was not in his eyes.

The voice-over introduces him to his background in a top-notch school, and how he successfully gambled, made nearly 200 million U.S. dollars in one night, and became famous in Vanity Fair.

Occasionally, a flash light caught his face, and Jiang frowned slightly impatiently.

Indifferent and rejecting people thousands of miles away.

For Zhao Wuling, Jiang Ye is undoubtedly unfamiliar now.

She was more familiar with President Jiang, who wore a white shirt and solved problems and would compromise when she kissed him on the lips; instead of Jiang Ye, who was in a suit and leather shoes and was strategizing.

Zhao Wuling was still lost in thought when his cell phone suddenly dinged.

She lowered her head and found that Jiang had also approved her WeChat friend application.

The two were originally WeChat friends, but later they broke up, and Zhao Wuling deleted all Jiang Ye's contact information with a guilty conscience.

On the screen were routine reminders.

【You have added JY and you can start chatting now. 】

Zhao Wuling lowered his head, tapped the side of his phone with his fingers, paused, and typed.

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: I am Zhao Wuling. 】

Very strange, like a self- introduction .

The upper left corner shows that the other party is typing ...

The host of the financial channel was still reporting tirelessly, Zhao Mingxiu was describing the company's future plans, and Zhao Wuling could hear his own heartbeat in a trance.

After a long while, he replied simply.

【 JY: I know. 】

Zhao Wuling's WeChat name has not changed for many years, and his name is Wuling Liangjingjing.

It's because Zhao Wuling had a unclear speech when he was a child and pronounced Star Shining as his own name.

Zhao Wuling bit her lip subconsciously, the lip gloss smeared on her lips, and she forced herself to find a topic to talk about.

[ wuling shining brightly: Jiang Ye]

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: Were you busy last night ? 】

The touch and scattered memories were too real, and she needed to be sure again.

The Huaijiang Banquet was elegantly decorated, with thick and soft dark red carpets in the aisles, small medieval oil paintings on the walls, and flowers at the corners.

Zhang Wanwan and several fellow Internet celebrities followed the introducer. She carefully reached out her hand to touch the petals, only to find that they were fresh and real flowers in season, and there was a faint fragrance where her fingertips touched.

When he was about to enter, the introducer turned around and lowered his voice and said, " Don't talk nonsense when you go in. "

Zhang Wanwan curled his lips, guessing that tonight's customer must be another company CEO with a big belly who likes to talk and reminisce about his family history at the dinner table.

After entering, she first saw the stalls displaying red wine bottles. After going around, Zhang Wanwan could clearly see the dark marble tabletop through the smoke. There were red wine and a cigar box on the small storage table next to it.

As I got closer, I realized that my previous idea was wrong. The suits were put aside casually. The four people sitting there were playing cards. They were all young and had good temperaments. The man standing next to me was Zhang Wanwan, whom I knew. His name was Wang Zhuosen. His family was in the real estate industry. of.

They met at a cocktail party last week , and Prince Wang spent a lot of money and bought her a Hermès.

They also played cards casually. Wang Zhuosen stood holding the chair and watching the card game. After a while, he seemed to remember something and said lazily: " Jiang Ye, I heard from Lin Xiao that you want to invest in software recently. Why? Get started? "

Wang Zhuosen himself was a second-generation rich man who was just waiting to die, but Jiang was not either. He heard from Lin Xiao that Jiang would also personally take charge of the project, so he thought of following the investment, and it would be nice to have some soup to drink.

Jiang Ye's cell phone vibrated next to him . He lowered his eyes and looked at the cards. There was no emotion or anger in his tone. He changed his words to a vague word: " It's impossible to talk. "

If Zhao Wuling's cousin was not responsible for the project, he would not even look at it.

Wang Zhuosen was a good man. He heard the hidden meaning of Jiang Ye's words and quickly changed the topic. He stood up from his chair and saw Zhang Wanwan and the others.

The noble prince is so forgetful that he had long forgotten that he had seen Zhang Wanwan. He squinted his eyes, smiled, and stretched out his hand: " What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come here. "

...

Zhang Wanwan was stunned in place for several seconds before she realized that he was calling her, and moved over with difficulty.

Although she didn't know the person sitting there , she knew he was not a good-natured person, so she didn't dare to approach him easily. The only person she knew, Wang Zhuosen, was still standing. She stood aside hesitantly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Wang Zhuosen looked at her impatiently , as if he was remembering something. He held his hand on the chair and added: " Wanwan, right? The one who shows the ghosts and ghosts on TV. "

The recently launched low-budget online drama has surprisingly good results. Zhang Wanwan plays the female lead in it and is somewhat well-known .

Zhang Wanwan opened his mouth hesitantly, trying to explain her fairy tale drama.

He was interrupted before he could speak, and the round of cards happened to end. The person sitting inside seemed to have something to do, so he got up and walked to the terrace outside. Wang Zhuosen took his place, sat down on the chair, and cut the cards skillfully.

With the cigar in his mouth, Mr. Wang raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Wanwan, who was standing stiffly next to him. He clicked his tongue and gave her a compassionate reminder: " Go and light a cigar for Mr. Jiang. "

Mr. Jiang ?

Zhang Wanwan didn't recognize him, but she vaguely heard him just now. Mr. Jiang was the man on her right.

Zhang Wanwan said oh and walked to the storage table nearby. She was not very good at using cigar cutting tools, so she was busy doing it for a while.

Zhang Wanwan came around from the side, handed the cut cigar to Jiang Ye, and stretched out his hand to light it.

Jiang didn't answer, and glanced at her through the curling smoke of the cigar, a flat and long glance, until Zhang Wanwan's fingers curled up slightly and he looked away.

He didn't answer, but he didn't refuse either .

Zhang Wanwan couldn't figure out the development of the matter, and the hand holding the thing was frozen in mid-air, but there was no doubt that Jiang was not kind to her.

The female companions who came with him were laughing quietly in the corner, and Zhang Wanwan knew that they were laughing at her without having to think about it.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment. Wang Zhuosen squinted his eyes, then covered his face and coughed, looking at Zhang Wanwan with disgust : " Put the thing down, why are you holding it up all the time. "

Zhang Wanwan seemed to be awakened. He slowly put down the cigar and lighter, then sat back down stiffly.

" This stupid face is still acting, let alone. " Wang Zhuosen clicked his tongue, raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Wanwan carefully, and continued to complain, " She doesn't look good either. "

" Yes, I don't look good. "

In fact, Zhang Wanwan can definitely be called beautiful. The only disadvantage is that her eyes are slightly raised. This eye shape makes her more aggressive than others. In popular theaters with vulgarity, this eye shape is often seen. It's the sign of a vicious female supporting cast.

But it was the uncle who gave the money. At this moment, Zhang Wanwan was not in the mood to defend himself, so he reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth to agree .

Jiang Ye, who was sitting aside, still looked at the cards and suddenly made a sound.

" The shape of the eyes is very beautiful. "

His tone was casual and indifferent, the most ordinary tone, as if he was talking about a stock in the market.

The female companion who was still laughing at Zhang Wanwan suddenly stopped and looked at each other. Wang Zhuosen also raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Because Jiang rarely talks about this.

Jiang Ye's compliment came so suddenly that Zhang Wanwan's cheeks turned red and he almost forgot the embarrassment of handing over the cigar just now.

His heartbeat was even faster than usual, so Zhang Wanwan raised her head and looked at him quietly.

There is no doubt that Jiang is handsome, with excellent physical appearance in the dim light, and his gold-rimmed glasses add a touch of elegance.

Zhang Wanwan didn't know what a private equity fund was, but she keenly recognized the watch on Jiang Ye's left hand. It was a limited edition Vacheron Constantin watch with a public price of more than three million.

unattainable.

This is the kind of man who just personally complimented her on her beautiful eyes. Zhang Wanwan took a deep breath and thought, what if she got his favor?

She sat aside, her clenched palms hurting from her nails, trying to cover up the turbulence in her heart.

After a while, Qi Yifei returned to the box. After sitting down, he talked with Jiang Ye about things. Because there were others around, they talked very cryptically.

Qi Yifei talked more, while Jiang listened more and occasionally expressed opinions.

Zhang Wanwan didn't understand, so he sat quietly next to Jiang Ye and helped pass some things over from time to time.

When the party was about to end, the female companion next to him frequently cast envious glances, but Zhang Wanwan smiled bitterly.

She originally thought that Jiang would say something more, or exchange contact information or something, but Jiang Ye's words were more like impromptu thoughts, without any follow-up.

After sitting next to her for so long, Jiang Ye completely regarded her as air and paid more attention to his cell phone than to her.

Guessing that the time was almost up, Jiang Ye lowered his head and looked at his watch. The WeChat chat interface on his mobile phone was still at 30 minutes ago. Zhao Wuling asked him what he was doing last night.

He saw it, but deliberately didn't reply until now.

[ JY : Fortunately, I worked overtime at the company last night. 】

After a long time, Zhao Wuling did not reply to the message, and Jiang did not ask further questions.

The light in the box was deliberately dim, adding a bit of ambiguity to the atmosphere. He placed the cards on the table and he seemed to be in a good mood. There was a barely visible smile at the corner of his mouth, and his thin knuckles were touching the cards. Tap lightly on the face.

=== Section 7 === _

Legend has it that there is a kind of bird with gorgeous feathers and the most precious bird. It is innocent and undefended and easy to be captured, but it is also very smart. If it is escaped for the first time, it will be difficult to encounter it again.

So wait for the opportunity and hit it right away.

The author has something to say :

Mr. Jiang : Where did the girl come from? → The eyes are shaped like my wife → The eyes are beautiful → I miss my wife so much → My wife sent me a text message, I'm so happy!

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Sun2y 2 ; have a good sleep , enthusiastic citizen little w , and Xinlanshu 1 ;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 31 bottles of I Love Shura Field; 20 bottles of Yiyijia; 10 bottles of A Big Bowl of Noodles; 1 bottle of Sun2y ; 1 bottle of Milky Way Traces ;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 6 _ indulge me

◎ Oh, not only is it humiliating, but it's also stupid. ◎

The phone screen was always on, and the chat content still focused on Jiang Ye's answer. Zhao Wuling did not reply because he felt a little embarrassed. .

From Jiang Ye's perspective, it's probably even stranger. Years after the breakup, his ex-girlfriend sent him a vague text message, which seemed a bit ambiguous no matter how you read it.

What makes people even more irritated is Jiang Ye's attitude. Zhao Wuling tries his best not to think about it, but it is undeniable that the old lover treats you as a stranger when they meet again -

It makes people feel uneasy.

Zhao Wuling pressed down his cell phone with some annoyance, and the conversation on the sofa continued. Soon after, the two elders stood up, and Zhao Wuling followed suit. Zhao Pingbei had always been strict with Zhao Mingxiu, but he was considered a kind uncle to Zhao Wuling. , squinting eyes with wrinkles, spoke to her.

" Lingling has grown up to be a big girl. A section chief was promoted to me some time ago. I think he is a talented person and a good person. I will call him home one day and let Lingling take a look at him. "

Zhao Wuling couldn't refute, so he smiled perfunctorily and said nothing.

Shen Hanyun, on the other hand, glanced at her husband and said while adjusting her shawl: " I don't want a capable uncle . I would rather be weak and have everything go according to our wishes and not be wronged. "

There is a saying in the family that wealth is so great that as long as Zhao Wuling likes it, his life will never be too bad.

Zhao Pingnan smiled good-naturedly next to him, and squeezed his wife's shoulder reassuringly, comforting her: " Brother is just talking casually. I just want to meet you if it's appropriate. I'm not trying to fix Lingling. "

The two male elders joked for a while and then asked Zhao Mingxiu to go to the study. It must be a business matter.

Zhao Wuling sat on the sofa, bored and continuing the painting that had just been put aside. Shen Hanyun stirred the scented tea with a spoon. A suitable person appeared in his mind, smiled, and chatted with Zhao Wuling.

" Lingling, do you still remember your uncle Yang's youngest son, the one who was in the same class as you when he was studying? "

Zhao Wuling didn't look up, and traced the shape along the edge of the paper: " Yang Chengyu? "

" It's such a name, " Shen Hanyun exclaimed, put down the tea cup, and seemed to recall something, her tone was a bit angry, " When you were young , you two made trouble every day, and you caused a lot of trouble for your uncle. "

The Zhao and Yang families have a close relationship, and Yang Chengyu and Zhao Wuling are barely childhood sweethearts. It's just that Yang Chengyu was even more of a jerk than Zhao Wuling when he was a student, and he led Zhao Wuling to do many outrageous things.

The farce lasted until Yang Chengyu went to the military academy. Communication in the army was strictly managed, not to mention the time difference in London. The two people had much less contact, but they kept in touch intermittently.

Shen Hanyun thought : " I had an appointment to play cards some time ago , and his aunt said that Cheng Yu will be transferred back soon. "

This Zhao Wuling didn't hear what Yang Chengyu said. He was about to ask carefully when his cell phone dinged, and Wang Yiqiu's message was at the top of the electronic screen—

[ The manager of Boyi Gallery is in the studio now. Lingling, please come over if it's convenient and sign the three-party contract. 】

As the evening approached, the sky was dark, and the surrounding shops were divided into different light blocks by different colors. Zhao Wuling reached out and pushed open the glass door of the studio.

In the semi-open public area of the studio, Cen Qingshan and Wang Yiqiu were sitting at the plain white table, looking through the album. Wang Yiqiu was opening the album while talking to Cen Qingshan. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Wuling who had just come in, holding the edge of the table and getting up. , and chatted with her.

" Lingling is here. I'm sorry to inform you suddenly. Is the journey going well? "

Zhao Wuling stretched out his hand to straighten the hair around his ears, curved his lips and smiled, replying: " It's okay. "

The suburbs are a bit far away from here, so the driver from the old house sent her there.

Wang Yiqiu nodded, held his hands to help Zhao Wuling pull out the chair, and raised his voice to call the assistant over.

The assistant in the studio is named Xiaoxiao. She is a young girl who has just graduated. She walked in with a tray and moved very neatly. After putting down the coffee, she handed the stack of paper on the tray to Wang Yiqiu.

The agency contract, which smelled of ink, was printed in triplicate, with only Cen Qingshan's signature missing.

Wang Yiqiu's right eyelid had been twitching a lot recently, and he was always worried about causing trouble. Now he finally felt relieved. He lowered his head and carefully checked each item, and put it together with the signature pen in Cen Qingshan's hand.

Zhao Wuling has recently returned from London, but Boyi Gallery still plans to represent her two oil paintings and display them at subsequent art exhibitions.

Cen Qingshan touched his beer belly and stood up from the chair. He held the edge of the contract and observed Zhao Wuling. He was very young. His seaweed-like hair covered the fair skin on his shoulders and neck, and his face was stunning. He The corners of his eyes crinkled with laughter, and his tone was very eager and conversational.

" Is Miss Zhao's mentor in good health? I was lucky enough to meet him when I went to London to participate in an art exhibition a few years ago. "

This is also an important reason why the gallery decided to represent the paintings . Zhao Wuling is currently not well-known in the painting circles in Huaicheng, but thousands of miles away, Zhao Wuling's mentor firmly holds the right to speak in the London art circle.

He was very famous, and Zhao Wuling was one of the few students he was willing to admit.

After chatting for a few more words, Wang Yiqiu urged with a smile. The second before Cen Qingshan picked up the pen and prepared to sign, he was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the phone.

Cen Qingshan glanced at it indifferently , but his expression quickly changed. He stood up and explained to Wang Yiqiu with a smile: " Sorry, I'm going to take a call first , it's a bit urgent. "

Are there any calls that you can't sign and then answer?

Wang Yiqiu cursed in his heart, but still had a decent expression on his face: " Of course, you have to work first. "

As soon as Cen Qingshan left his sight, Wang Yiqiu ordered Zhao Wuling in a low voice, but couldn't help but look at his watch.

Zhao Wuling put his hands on the table and nodded absently. The tassels on his earrings occasionally swayed slightly.

" Ahem, Director Wang— " Cen Qingshan came back from the terrace, looked at Zhao Wuling with a complicated expression , and then looked at Wang Yiqiu, as if it was difficult to say, " This painting thing— "

Cen Qingshan raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was still trying to think of how to word it. He pondered for a long time before speaking.

" Actually, Miss Zhao is a very talented painter. "

The tone was dry.

Wang Yiqiu's right eyelid began to feel uncomfortable again. He forced a smile and pushed the contract in the direction of Cen Qingshan: " No, you are serious. After signing the contract, let's have dinner together. I have reserved a seat. "

Cen Qingshan did not answer , and continued to explain with an embarrassed expression: " But Director Wang, our gallery also has corresponding indicators for each quarter. Next, there will be a group exhibition with the theme of Van Gogh. Miss Zhao's painting style may not be suitable. We mean Let's put the contract aside first, there are other projects on hand. "

…

The curve at the corner of Wang Yiqiu's mouth was almost smoothed out in a second. Knowing that the caller just now was to cut off Hu, his tone was a bit cold, not saving face for Cen Qingshan.

" Manager Cen , this is because you are being unkind. We have been negotiating the contract for half a month. You didn't say it was inappropriate a long time ago. When we were about to sign the contract, you said our painting was not suitable. Then why did we play house with you before? "

When negotiating, the words spoken are better than the songs.

The atmosphere fell into embarrassment. Cen Qingshan smiled shamelessly and comforted Wang Yiqiu: " It's not a waste of effort. We understand each other. We will definitely cooperate if we have the opportunity in the future. "

Wang Yiqiu's face was obviously not good-looking. He packed up the documents, looked down at the message and moved his lips, trying not to say anything more unpleasant.

The two people were still in a silent stalemate. There was a crisp " pop- " and the cup fell to the floor. The brown liquid spread and the fragments were scattered on the floor. Cen Qingshan and Wang Yiqiu looked over at the same time. Other people in the studio also smelled something wrong and frequently poked their heads in this direction.

The instigator, Zhao Wuling, had no expression on his face and stood up from his chair : " Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom. "

Even the bathroom in the studio strives to be full of artistic atmosphere, with a fresh but not out of the ordinary aroma. The water outlet of the sink is made into a white relief shape. Zhao Wuling holds the marble countertop and is lost in thought in front of the mirror.

The phone kept buzzing, and there were countless messages in the gallery group. Zhao Wuling felt annoyed after just one glance, so he swiped the message right to set Do Not Disturb.

Swipe up, and there is a new message. Wang Yiqiu explained that Wei Congmeng temporarily cut off Hu, and expressed her willingness to reduce the agency fee by 10%. She is also well-known in the painting circles in Huaicheng, and the gallery's decision does not count. strangeness.

Zhao Wuling didn't reply and pressed the power button. The phone vibrated and then turned off the screen.

The rhythmic sound of high heels stepping on the tiles came from far to near, reaching the ears clearly, and finally stopped not far from Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and saw Wei Congmeng stopping at the bathroom door through the mirror, smiling meaningfully.

Wei Congmeng is also a painter contracted by the studio. The two of them didn't have much interaction before. Strictly speaking, they have never met each other.

Wei Congmeng is wearing a houndstooth suit. He is very smart and has exquisite makeup. However, because of his white eyes, he looks a bit fierce when he looks at people.

Neither of the two people spoke first. Zhao Wuling stretched out his hand to turn on the faucet expressionlessly. There was only the sound of water in the quiet space.

Wei Congmeng raised his eyebrows, as if he was surprised at Zhao Wuling's silence. Then he walked to the sink next to Zhao Wuling with a smile, took out something from his bag, touched up his lipstick in the mirror, and spoke.

" I'm sorry Lingling, I'm here to sign the agency contract and want to touch up my makeup. Didn't I disturb you? "

His tone was modest, but his smile was vaguely proud.

Zhao Wuling glanced at her and confirmed that there was indeed no conflict between him and her. His expression was still indifferent, he lowered his head and washed his hands carefully.

Zhao Wuling said nothing, which to Wei Congmeng was undoubtedly a gesture of defeat.

Before seeing the picture he expected, Wei Congmeng couldn't hold back and said: " Zhao Wuling, if I were you ..."

Wei Congmeng stretched out his hand triumphantly and turned off the faucet for Zhao Wuling. He turned his face to her and whispered to her. To outsiders, the distance seemed very close, but his tone was sarcastic.

" If I were you, I would never come all the way back from London to humiliate myself. "

Wei Congmeng leaned over and got too close. Zhao Wuling paused in his movements, took a step away, raised his eyes to look in the mirror, and said in a nonchalant tone: " Really , you will demote your agency as soon as you hear that I return to China." Fei, I thought you were humiliating yourself? "

Wei Congmeng's expression froze and he tried to make amends for himself: " So what , it's enough that I'm the one participating in the exhibition. "

Zhao Wuling nodded, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and added with a smile: " Oh, not only are you humiliating yourself, but you are also stupid. "

Wei Congmeng couldn't defeat her and snorted coldly: " Some people are so talkative. What's the use if their paintings can't be sold? You had a good tutor in London, but when you come back to Huaicheng, it's not ..."

Zhao Wuling couldn't say how disappointed he was about not participating in this art exhibition. Boyi Gallery was indeed a good opportunity, but it was not the only opportunity.

The premise is that Wei Congmeng didn't rush in and deal with it.

Wei Congmeng continued to talk, and Zhao Wuling's patience, which was not very good, was exhausted by her. A few strands of hair were stuck to his neck, and Zhao Wuling stretched out his hand to sort them out.

Impatiently interrupting Wei Congmeng, Zhao Wuling's slightly raised eyes flashed with impatience. He looked at her through the mirror and returned the original sentence , reminding her for the last time: " Wei Congmeng, if I were you, I would Get out immediately after signing the contract. "

" if not? "

I don't know who accidentally dropped the scraper by the pool. Zhao Wuling picked it up casually, shook it in his hand, and said to the mirror: " Here, you will know after you try it. "

Zhao Wuling tilted her head, the tassels on her earrings swayed, and she smiled a bit teasingly.

" By the way, didn't I tell you that I went to London to study because I hurt someone and couldn't settle it? "

The author has something to say :

Lingling is teasing her. Oh, it's not true.

The reason why Wei Congmeng targets the heroine is not because of Jiang Ye. Wei Congmeng and Jiang do not have any even one-way emotional line. This is a line of Lingling's career (foreshadowing, written later), and Wei Congmeng is not a bad person. . There is no intention to make this character a female. The male bad guy character is at the end of the article and does not involve the author's expression of any position.

=== Section 8 === _

Chapter 7 _ indulge me

◎ Similar experiences refer to ... being emotionally deceived ? ◎

" Then what? " Yu Shuang asked anxiously on the other side of the video phone.

Zhao Wuling held her chin in her hand, without makeup, and her eyes were a little red. She held a small bag of ice in her right hand and applied it. She recalled Wei Congmeng's reaction: " Then she screamed and ran away. It was quite fun. "

Of course it was a joke . When he was studying, it was usually Yang Chengyu who made the move, but Wei Congmeng's reaction was quite interesting.

Yu Shuang pouted, thinking of more than that. The pole of the makeup brush hit the edge of the eyeshadow palette, attracting the attention of the person opposite: " Lingling, are you sure you really didn't have any conflicts with her before? "

It couldn't be that Wei Congmeng was not mentally normal.

" No. "

This is also where Zhao Wuling is confused. She and Wei Congmeng definitely don't have many interactions. What's more, Wei Congmeng is already somewhat famous in Huaicheng, and there is no need to target Zhao Wuling, who has just returned to China.

Zhao Wuling didn't take it seriously, but Yu Shuang reacted fiercely, a bit like he hated iron for not becoming steel: " My eldest lady, that is Bo Yi's traveling art exhibition! Bo! Yi!'s! "

Why should the top galleries in the country be so careless?

Zhao Wuling groaned, feeling a chill on his fingertips, put down the ice pack, and took the time to comfort Yu Shuang: " Then what can I do, let my dad buy Boyi and hang it all with my paintings? "

Yu Shuang: "..."

After Zhao Wuling finished speaking, he thought about this possibility mischievously. , smiled, feeling that Cen Qingshan's expression must be wonderful.

Yu Shuang's ears were extremely red, he turned off the microphone decisively, and reached out to clear away the cosmetics on the table.

How could she forget this?

Yu Shuang and Zhao Wuling met when they were studying abroad in London. The difference was that Yu Shuang's family was forced to send her to study abroad for one year because of their hard work, while Zhao Wuling was not.

After getting acquainted with each other, Yu Shuang once asked Zhao Wuling why he came to London to study, and the answer he received was that it was more convenient to go to Paris to watch shows from here.

...

So, was she feeling sorry for the capitalist's daughter just now ?

How dare she? !

After hanging up the video call, the assistant came to the table to help Yu Shuang organize things. After observing Yu Shuang's actions for a long time, he couldn't help but asked curiously: " Sister, you have so many connections , do you know a painter? "

An assistant took over, and Yu Shuang took advantage of the situation to rest on his seat. He recalled the whole story of getting to know Zhao Wuling and nodded: " We met while studying together in the UK . She asked me to help clean the public area of the suite. "

The school stipulates that students who do not apply for on-campus accommodation must rent with peers outside the school. Zhao Wuling rents two-thirds of the entire suite, leaving early and returning late. Of course, Yu Shuang does not expect the lady to take the initiative to clean even the paper towels. , naturally responsible for the cleaning of public areas.

When the assistant heard this, he frowned and spoke frankly, complaining for Yu Shuang: " Ah? This is too unfair. Shouldn't we take turns? "

Yu Shuang smiled nonchalantly: " 500 pounds a time . "

500 pounds was enough to pay Yu Shuang's food bill for a week, but the eldest lady put it in a nice envelope with the words " Thank you for your dedient."

Later, the two gradually became familiar with each other, and in short, their relationship was pretty good.

The assistant's mouth twitched, and he was calculating the exchange rate in his mind without stopping for a second: " Does Miss Zhao still lack friends? It's not about money. The main thing is that I have mysophobia and I especially like cleaning. "

Zhao Pingnan and his wife had partners to meet, and they left in a hurry after dinner yesterday. However, Zhao Wuling stayed overnight in the old house. She had her own exclusive room on the second floor, which her aunt had originally arranged for her.

Zhao Wuling had nothing to do. She was sitting in the bay window on the balcony drinking scented tea. She put the obscure books aside after just one glance. The servant walked very lightly and carefully brought the thin blanket. Zhao Wuling half-closed his eyes. sleepy.

The silence in the room was interrupted by the sound of the phone, and Zhao Wuling opened his eyes a little irritably.

The servant was beside her , and her worried eyes turned to the tea set. She was a servant who had just come to help recently. She didn't know much about the Zhao family. I only heard that Zhao Pingbei and his son were both easy-going, but the cousin was a bit spoiled. Likes to throw things.

After a quick glance, he saw that the call was from Zhao Mingxiu. Zhao Wuling reluctantly calmed down because his business was not going well.

" Lingling, are you busy ? "

The sun was still shining a little. Zhao Wuling put his hand to the side of his face and said in a lazy tone: " It's okay. I'll see what you want. I'm going to go shopping. "

Sales in the store just sent a WeChat message saying that there are new models that have just arrived, so Zhao Wuling thought it would be a good idea to go out and get some fresh air.

Zhao Mingxiu said oh, thought for a few seconds and then said: " Do me a favor, I will reimburse you for going shopping another day. "

Zhao Mingxiu was meeting with investors and asked Zhao Wuling to help deliver a document.

Zhao Wuling held the document in his hand and realized why Zhao Mingxiu didn't trust his assistant. The document was placed in the safe in the study, and Zhao Pingbei used it most of the time.

Zhao Wuling took the documents, and the aunt in the kitchen prepared afternoon tea and was about to bring it out, but she stopped her.

Zhao Wuling was changing shoes at the door. Thinking that he had not seen Zhao Pingbei in the study just now, he casually asked his aunt, " Where is uncle? "

The aunt still maintained her old habit of calling Zhao Pingbei: " The mayor went to the villa on the top of the mountain to see his wife. "

Zhao Wuling nodded, lowered his eyes and said no more.

She suddenly remembered that the password to the safe in the study just now was her aunt's birthday.

Zhao Wuling heard from the elders that Zhao Pingbei and his wife were campus lovers who got married. Zhao Pingbei was low-key by nature, but his wedding to his aunt was extravagant and extravagant to the point of causing a sensation in Huaicheng.

She bit her lip hesitantly, doubting the veracity of the story for the first time.

If you really love someone, would you put her under house arrest in a mountaintop villa?

Zhao Mingxiu and his business partner made an appointment to reserve a restaurant on the top floor of Huaicheng Commercial Center. Perhaps Zhao Mingxiu had ordered it, and a waiter led Zhao Wuling into the elevator.

The corridor was quiet, occasionally filled with the aroma of food, and Zhao Wuling intuitively recognized that this was a French restaurant.

The waiter brought Zhao Wuling near the box and left politely.

Zhao Wuling lowered his head and sent a message to Zhao Mingxiu. When there was no reply, Zhao Wuling reached out and knocked on the door.

The same silence.

Zhao Wuling frowned, lowered his wrist, found that the door handle of the box was loose, and pushed it open.

Unexpectedly , the door happened to be opened from the inside. Zhao Wuling was caught off guard and fell forward. Her skin first came into contact with the slightly hard suit fabric, which made her feel a little cold for no reason.

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds, then looked up and saw deep and calm eyebrows and an expressionless face.

Oh, she knows him. I just saw him in my dream a few days ago.

Not only that, but I also sent text messages to harass her.

Her cold ex-boyfriend, Jiang Ye.

Zhao Wuling was so flustered that he curled up unnaturally with his fingers on the handle, lowered his head, and hurriedly took half a step back.

" Wrong way , sorry. "

The world was quiet for a moment. In the awkward atmosphere, Zhao Wuling even wanted to post a post for help. The post was titled How to gracefully leave the sight of her ex-boyfriend.

Zhao Wuling lowered his head, so he didn't see Jiang Ye's dark eyes.

Jiang Ye 's hand with the watch was pressed against the handle. They must have just had an aperitif. There was a faint smell of champagne on Jiang Ye's shirt.

The definition of time became unclear, and Jiang Ye spoke first.

" No, come in, your brother is on the terrace answering the phone. "

Zhao Wuling raised his head and blinked before understanding the meaning of this sentence.

Zhao Mingxiu asked her to deliver the documents, but it was Jiang Ye who opened the door, saying that she had not gone to the wrong room.

Therefore, the investors Zhao Mingxiu mentioned ...

Is it Jiang Ye? !

No, this world is so small!

Her ex-boyfriend, whom she fell in love with in high school, turned around and became an investor in her brother's project.

Zhao Wuling's face remained calm, and in his heart he had punished the neglected Zhao Mingxiu ten thousand times.

She was just helping deliver a document, why was it Jiang Ye?

Zhao Wuling even felt that with her current relationship with Jiang Ye, not to mention Zhao Mingxiu's project investment might be a waste.

Jiang Ye might even use his academic buff to severely humiliate the siblings.

Zhao Wuling instinctively resisted when he thought about that scene. His only thought was to leave quickly. He lowered his head and found two big red words on the cowhide bag containing the documents - top secret.

Zhao Wuling stood at the door connecting the box and the corridor, looking hesitant.

Jiang Ye wore a neat white shirt without a trace of wrinkles tucked into his suit pants. He turned sideways, with a calm face and lowered his eyes as he looked at Zhao Wuling, more like simply asking: " Are you sure you want to stand here and wait? "

Standing in the corridor and letting the waiters laugh is worse than letting the lady explode on the spot.

There was a well-arranged dining table and highly ornamental plates, but Zhao Wuling lost his usual enthusiasm for taking photos and checking in, and sat down opposite Jiang Ye with some embarrassment.

The neckline of Zhao Wuling's suspender skirt is very low, and the silk fabric is covered with beautiful collarbones. It needs no elaboration that it is beautiful.

Her nails were embedded in her palms, and they would break the skin if she pressed harder. She took a deep breath and was fully prepared before speaking.

" Jiang Ye— "

It had been a long time since I called him by his name, and my lips and teeth were so unfamiliar that I felt a little late for heart palpitations.

Jiang Ye's eyes turned to her.

When I did open my mouth, it was not as difficult as expected.

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips and explained tentatively: " Jiang Ye, I sent you a text message that day because ..."

Because I dreamed about us kissing passionately in a bar?

It seemed a little strange. Zhao Wuling frowned, wrinkled his beautiful face, and tried hard to find an excuse.

The waiter brought the sorbet into the private room, and on the tray was a carbonated drink that was incompatible with the restaurant.

Zhao Wuling took a sip and found that it was sugar-free Coke with lime slices and full of ice.

It was Zhao Wuling's habit. Because of this, she reluctantly gave Zhao Mingxiu a suspended death sentence in her heart.

Continuing to think about her reply to Jiang Ye, Zhao Wuling struggled with whether to explain that she didn't mean to renew her relationship by sending the text message.

" Jiang Ye— "

=== Section 9 === _

Jiang didn't wait for her to finish speaking before raising his hand. He wore glasses, but they weren't very powerful. His eyes behind the thin lenses were deep and restrained. He said, " It doesn't matter. "

" ah? "

Jiang Ye stretched out his hand to adjust his watch, crossed his hands into a pyramid shape, raised his hand to loosen his tie, and explained: " It's okay, do you want to add some vegetables ? "

A word of indifference is okay.

Zhao Wuling was stunned for several seconds after hearing this. Her nose felt a little sore for no reason. She lowered her head and said no.

It's all because the lime in Diet Coke is too sour.

...

Five minutes later, Zhao Mingxiu came in from the terrace and saw Zhao Wuling and Jiang Ye sitting face to face in the room without saying a word.

Zhao Mingxiu walked quickly to the dining table, pulled out the chair next to him and sat down. While taking the document, he patted Zhao Wuling on the shoulder.

" Lingling, this is Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang, please introduce me. This is my cousin, Zhao Wuling . She just returned from studying in London some time ago . "

Jiang Ye's tone was very calm, and the corners of his lips curled up, as if he was echoing in the most ordinary way: " Really , then Miss Zhao is very good. "

Zhao Wuling , who scored 300 points in the high school entrance examination and was able to enroll only because Zhao Pingnan donated the entire new campus to Shenghua Private School: " ..."

The champagne glass sparkled under the light. Zhao Wuling had no interest in talking. After handing the documents to Zhao Mingxiu, he was about to leave. Zhao Mingxiu stopped him and introduced that the tea at this French restaurant was pretty good.

Zhao Wuling was stunned for less than a second before he changed his mind and said that he had something to do and wanted to go shopping in the mall.

Zhao Mingxiu was stunned and asked her: " So, is this urgent? "

Zhao Wuling was angered by his lackluster behavior. Her tone was more serious than his, and she told lies with her eyes open: " The salesperson from Hermès in the shopping mall was deceived by a scumbag when he was young . Now he is raising his children to be independent and self-reliant. If I don't If she goes to buy a bag, she will not be the best seller. Do you think it is important or not? "

Zhao Mingxiu frowned, with a strange expression, and was choked by her speechless.

Jiang was also opposite, with the knife and fork placed on a white plate, but he smiled softly.

Only then did Zhao Mingxiu realize that there was a guest he had just met in the space, and he explained to Jiang Ye with some embarrassment: " I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, for making you laugh. "

Zhao Wuling had many dinner parties with his business partners. Zhao Mingxiu didn't know why Zhao Wuling had such a big reaction today.

" No, I just suddenly thought of it, " Jiang Ye stopped and wiped his hands with a clean handkerchief on the dining table .

Zhao Mingxiu and Zhao Wuling looked at him at the same time.

Jiang Ye's eyes glanced at Zhao Wuling's white wrist, and he paused before speaking.

" I just suddenly thought ... I had a similar experience when I was young , and I felt a little emotional for a while. "

The tone was slow and slow, but the effect was like thunder.

Zhao Mingxiu looked up in shock, not quite believing that Jiang Ye could say this.

A similar experience refers to ... being emotionally deceived ?

Not quite.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and finally found the memory of his student days in Jiang Ye's clear and deep outline.

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A poor person whose feelings were deceived .

Chapter 8 _ indulge me

◎ He doesn't like it◎

The hand of time goes back counterclockwise minute by minute, returning to the forgotten midsummer in memory, thinking of Jiang Ye's white shirt, the humid and sultry weather, the sizzling soda and math problems.

In Shenghua Private School in October , the midsummer heat has not yet dissipated.

During class time, the sound of English listening occasionally came from the open window of the teaching building. The corner of the campus was very quiet, and the sun cast mottled light and shadow through the leafy trees.

There were several figures gathered near the south wall of Shenghua . Chu Jiaze and Dong Kaining originally planned to skip their lunch break, but unexpectedly something delayed them. It was already the second period of the afternoon when they returned to school. class.

The leave note has expired, so there is only one way to go over the wall.

The greening of the school is very good, the evergreen trees grow lushly, and the walls are relatively low.

Chu Jiaze and Dong Kaining held the wall with their hands, used a little force, and climbed over the wall neatly. After standing up straight, they called out twice and patted the dust on their hands.

Zhao Wuling was still outside the school wall, looking at the dust and wrinkles on the two people's pants with disgust.

Chu Jiaze looked down at his watch, yawned, and urged her: " Lingling, turn over, the class teacher's class will be in twenty minutes. It will be difficult to catch her. "

Dong Kaining had a bright smile on his face and said in a gloating tone: " Sister Zhao, can't you get over this? Didn't your family build the wall? "

Shenghua Private School just moved to this new campus last year, which was funded and built by Zhao Wuling's father.

As a resource exchange, Zhao Pingnan received the development rights to part of the surrounding land, as well as Zhao Wuling's enrollment quota.

Zhao Wuling was wearing a white shirt and a school uniform skirt, her hair was tied casually into a high ponytail, and her school uniform jacket was tied loosely around her slim waist. After hearing these words, she glanced at Dong Kaining with great displeasure.

Chu Jiaze still had a sense of responsibility. He patted his chest and promised Zhao Wuling: " Lingling, just turn up. I'll hold you down and make sure your skirt is clean and not exposed. How about that? "

Zhao Wuling glanced at Chu Jiaze's school uniform pants and said nothing.

Chu Jiaze lowered his head following her gaze and found that there was still a small spider web hanging on his pants, which was not much cleaner than the fence.

He reached out and patted the thing off his pants. When he raised his head again to continue persuading, he found that the cloudy look on Zhao Wuling's face had turned clear.

Zhao Wuling finally smiled. There was a slight dimple on the left side of his face. He raised his phone towards them and said, " You guys go in first. Yang Chengyu said he has a way. "

Yang Chengyu was not at school some time ago, but now he just came back and sent a message to Zhao Wuling saying that he was at the south gate of the school.

After Zhao Wuling finished speaking, he turned around and left in a good mood .

Chu Jiaze, who was left on the other side of the wall, was shocked and muttered to himself: " Yang Chengyu is back?! "

It's over, it's over, it's over.

Don't expect to reason with this brother. If Yang Chengyu finds out that they took Zhao Wuling to skip class, he will punish them both.

Dong Kaining, who was beside him, added fuel to the fire without any sense of guilt: " Wait a minute, Jiaze , did you just say that you wanted to hug Zhao Wuling? What if I tell ..."

Before Dong Kaining could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Jiaze's slap.

" Go to hell, Dong Kaining, you deserve a beating now, don't you? "

Zhao Wuling spotted Yang Chengyu before he even walked nearby. It was almost evening, and there were a few scattered figures at the school gate. Yang Chengyu's motorcycle was parked there.

The motorcycle was a limited-edition silver-white color that reflected a cold light under the sun. It was a new Harley model with smooth mechanical lines and was more expensive than many cars.

Yang Chengyu was wearing black short-sleeves, and he took off his helmet and put it aside. The genes from his family's military service gave him a bit of gangsterism. His hair was cut extremely short, his right eyebrow was cut off at the peak of his eyebrow, and his black eyes were dark and very bright. .

Yang Chengyu held a cigarette in his hand and looked a little fierce when he didn't speak.

Zhao Wuling walked up to him and was immediately surrounded by the smell of cigarette smoke. She didn't look at Yang Chengyu and said in a dissatisfied tone: " Pinch it off. "

Like a high-ranking princess giving orders.

Yang Chengyu actually lit his cigarette because he was bored with waiting for her, but he raised his eyebrows, casually put out the cigarette with his right hand, and threw it aside.

He looked at Zhao Wuling's side face and chuckled, his voice a little hoarse: " We haven't seen each other for a few weeks , I have a good temper. "

Zhao Wuling ignored him and pinched her nose. After the smoke cleared, she looked at his obviously tanned skin and asked in confusion: " What have you been doing during this time? "

Can't reach me via phone or text message.

Yang Chengyu stretched out his hand to help her arrange the school uniform tied around her waist. When he came back, he stretched out his hand with his thumb and index finger stretched out, making a gesture and raising it, which was a hand / gun gesture.

Zhao Wuling nodded, probably understanding.

Zhao Wuling talked nonsense with Yang Chengyu for a while before preparing to enter the school and asked him what method he said to enter through the school gate.

Yang Chengyu said oh and slowly handed the motorcycle helmet to Zhao Wuling.

" I can't help it. I've skipped two classes anyway. Should I take you for a ride? "

There was nothing he could do. Shenghua private school had an open atmosphere, but strictly controlled the leave slips for entering and exiting the school. I heard that because the management was loose in the past few years, a student slipped out along with the crowd and had an accident.

When the Education Bureau is held accountable, no one can shoulder this responsibility.

Zhao Wuling knew that he didn't have a driver's license, so she reached out and opened his wrist.

" I'm not going to sit down. I don't know if I hit a tree one day. "

Her skin was cold. Yang Chengyu twirled his fingertips. He felt like smoking again, but his tone was still casual.

" You are in the car, of course I can drive steadily. "

Yang Chengyu put the tip of his tongue against his teeth and lowered his eyebrows to observe Zhao Wuling's reaction.

So there is no way for Yang Chengyu to enter the school openly?

Zhao Wuling was still waiting for the class teacher's class for a while. She stamped her feet and gritted her teeth and asked, " Yang Chengyu, do you think I haven't been punished enough? You can't help but call me over and play tricks on me. "

Yang Chengyu shrugged and continued to persuade her: " Why are you going back to the classroom and not studying ? "

Zhao Wuling: " ..."

It does seem to make sense.

Zhao Wuling has never been very interested in studying. The eldest lady really can't bear the hardship of studying. Every second sitting in the classroom is too late for Zhao Wuling, but in view of the bravery of skipping class three times in the previous month After all, Zhao Wuling still didn't have the guts to continue escaping.

Zhao Wuling finally climbed over the wall and entered. She took off her school uniform and put it on the edge of the wall. When she climbed over, the bell rang, and there were still ten minutes left before class started.

She hurried to the teaching building and took the time to reply to Yang Chengyu's message.

Yang Chengyu didn't want to go to class, so he didn't come in and said they would have dinner together in the evening.

[ Yang Chengyu is a good father: Do you want Yangzhi nectar or sour plum ice? 】

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: I want sour plum ice and bring a cup of room temperature lime tea to Yunduo. 】

The other side responded OK .

Zhao Wuling was walking and typing with his head down when he suddenly felt pain near his forehead and uncontrollably took a small step back.

" hiss- "

Zhao Wuling was in pain. He covered the place where he was hit with his hands and raised his head. In his field of vision, a neat white shirt, a strong Adam's apple, and sickly white skin first appeared in his field of vision.

=== Section 10 === _

Hit someone.

Zhao Wuling still held her forehead, not paying attention, and said casually: " I'm sorry, classmate. "

To show his sincerity, Zhao Wuling put a smile on his face.

Zhao Wuling is purely beautiful, with a delicate and smooth face, slightly raised eyes, clear and natural, her face is full of collagen, and she has a shallow pear dimple on the left side of her face when she smiles.

Jiang was also much taller than her and lowered his eyes.

Jiang Ye only glanced at it and then looked away , expressionless and frowning impatiently.

The school uniform skirt was shortened.

So he saw her slender waist under the slightly messy white shirt, her legs that were as white and delicate as porcelain under the skirt of her school uniform, her slightly curly hair in the sun, and her cherry-colored lips.

Casual, frivolous, uncertain.

Like dust floating in the air, shaped by light , like math problems without any clue, like his heart being entangled layer by layer with filaments, he had no reason to feel irritable.

Jiang Ye nodded, his expression still cold and aloof, and left without saying anything to Zhao Wuling.

Jiang Ye also hated such girls. They were so beautiful that they were almost superficial, they spent their youth wantonly, and their smiles were seductive.

Boring and stupid.

he does not like .

...

Zhao Wuling's academic performance was not good, but he was not stupid. He instinctively sensed Jiang Ye's hostility. Looking at the direction Jiang Ye was leaving, he stretched out his hand to straighten the corners of his shirt in confusion, his red lips slightly parted.

He cursed a lunatic.

Jiang Ye and Zhao Wuling are indeed two types of people. After all, Jiang Ye is also a proud man, a gold medal winner in competitions and the top candidate in the college entrance examination, while Zhao Wuling has no interest in studying and spends many years hanging out in the fence and the dean's office where it is convenient to skip classes. .

The only possible overlap is that Zhao Wuling's good friends Chen Manyun and Jiang Ye both joined the Shenghua competition team.

However, Chen Manyun majored in physics and Jiang majored in mathematics. The competition classrooms for the two subjects were next to each other.

In the most ordinary afternoon in my memory, Jiang Ye came out of the classroom with a paper in hand, looked up and saw the girl in the corridor.

Zhao Wuling's school uniform skirt was changed to be very short. She naively thought that this would make her legs look longer. Her Mary Jane shoes exposed a small section of her white instep, and the ends of her hair were curled up and scattered on her shirt .

She seemed to feel cold, her calves rubbed restlessly, and she looked a little gloomy.

Jiang also felt inexplicably irritated, and at that moment he seriously considered the possibility of banning outsiders from entering the competition classroom floor.

Jiang Ye's eyes were lowered as he thought about things, his expression focused.

Behind him, Li Leyi bit her lip, tightened her hands unconsciously, and hid behind the classroom door to secretly observe him.

He has black hair and black eyes, a slim figure, and his shirt is buttoned to the top button.

What made him transcendent was never just that face, but the coldness of You Ge Zai Jiang Ye's body.

Aloof and aloof, he certainly has enough capital to be arrogant.

Li Leyi occasionally imagined that he would show a gentle expression.

She looked up and saw the light and shadow hitting Jiang Ye's side face through the glass window, a light and shadow that even the top movie directors could not reproduce.

His breathing speeded up, and in a trance, he felt like he was peeping at the gods.

Li Leyi took a deep breath, found an excuse for herself, and approached him cautiously. She hesitated for a few seconds before summoning the courage to speak: " Jiang Ye, I don't understand the calculus part that the teacher taught today . Can you help me explain it?" ? "

Jiang Ye finally glanced at her. He recognized that she was a classmate on the competition team, but he didn't pay attention and continued to speak frankly.

" That's the most basic advanced mathematics. If you don't understand it, you should consider asking the teacher to withdraw from the competition team. "

The voice was clear and clear, and the tone seemed to be a sincere suggestion.

Li Leyi's prepared script did not foresee such an " emergency situation " at all. Her face , which was originally slightly red due to shyness, is now even redder. , more of an embarrassment.

He said sorry and left in a hurry. He accidentally fell when passing by the stairs, and there was panic in his steps.

Zhao Wuling was still on the phone with someone else, while Yang Chengyu was racing and asked her if she wanted to join him.

" No, not interested. "

Zhao Wuling vaguely noticed a flaw in the nail polish she applied out of the corner of her eye. She lowered her head to check carefully, which seemed to attract her attention more than Yang Chengyu's words.

" Me? I'm waiting for Yunyun to finish class . She's been preparing for some bad competition lately, and class is over late. "

...

Zhao Wuling's sweet voice was still in his ears. Jiang Ye tried to leave, but felt irritated again.

Jiang was also dominated by this irritability, took a deep breath, took out a blank piece of paper from the textbook he was holding and handed it to her.

" Register . "

Customary brevity and conciseness.

Zhao Wuling's call was interrupted, he frowned unhappily, raised his head, and asked him: " Register for what? "

She has no conscience, she hasn't skipped classes recently .

Jiang Ye's eyes quickly passed over her legs, and his tone darkened: " Skirt. "

The school rules of Shenghua Private School do not allow privately changing the skirt of the school uniform to be shorter.

In the dim sky, Zhao Wuling barely recognized Jiang Ye as the psychopath she met last time when she came back from skipping class ... ?

She found it very strange, tilted her head and asked Jiang Ye, " You don't know me? "

Not everyone should know my superiority, it is more pure confusion, even a little naive and indulgent.

Jiang Ye remained silent.

Cherishing words like gold, Zhao Wuling felt that he was a prince in fairy tales who was cursed by an evil witch and could only speak a few words in his life.

Otherwise it's just a stutter.

Zhao Wuling quietly glanced at the direction of the stairs, moved her shoes slowly, lowered her head and sent a text message to Chen Manyun. When there was no reply, she guessed that Chen Manyun was doing a test.

After planning the route, Zhao Wuling smiled a little evilly and raised her chin at him: " This kind of chatting up is very cliché. Go and line up and you'll find out before graduation. "

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows in confusion. All he could see in his field of vision was the skirt of Zhao Wuling's school uniform turned up slightly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

There is another sentence with a rising tone—

" Bye bye . "

...

As Jiang Ye wished, Zhao Wuling left, but he still felt irritated.

Uncontrollable restlessness from the spiritual wilderness.

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Chapter 9 _ indulge me

◎ It's like being bewitched and morbidly obsessed. ◎

The weather turned cold in November , and some plants in Huaicheng began to lose their leaves. The morning dew slowly condensed into frost. The subject competition kicked off, and Jiang Ye and Chen Manyun were allowed to participate with the team.

In my memory, the winter that year seemed to be extremely cold. Jiang Ye rode his bicycle home. After opening the door with the key, he could clearly hear that Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were arguing.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were both math teachers at another ordinary high school . They lived with their son in a family building assigned by the school. The couple who had been respectable all their lives would not let others laugh even if they quarreled.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes silently and changed his slippers, while Jiang's father and Jiang's mother paused their quarrel.

" Xiao Ye is back. " Jiang's mother looked a little tired, but she still managed to smile. She stood up and wanted to take the schoolbag from Jiang Ye's hand, " Wash your hands and eat . There is fish soup today, which is good for your brain. "

Jiang Ye doesn't like to eat fish, but Jiang's mother stubbornly attributes Jiang Ye's mathematical talent to fish soup.

Jiang Ye also had the chill of the cold wind on his body, and kept his schoolbag in his hand to avoid it.

Father Jiang was smoking on the side, his eyes flickering across the coffee table, and then he cleared his throat and said, " I'm going to the youth training team in two days? How are you preparing? Analytical geometry and functions are the focus. "

Jiang's father pondered for a long time and continued: " I heard that the gold medal students will have independent admission interview qualifications, so take advantage of it. "

The smoke obscured the commanding tone of his biological father's face.

The house is always boring and depressing day after day, with the seemingly distant couple and Jiang Ye who is not allowed to take the second place in the exam.

In the silence, Jiang also inexplicably remembered the small badge used to decorate the white shirt of Zhao Wuling's school uniform, with delicate flowers drawn on it.

After a few seconds he looked up and replied as usual: " I know. "

Competition is a game between geniuses, and this competition is even more intense in basic subjects. Jiang Ye and Chen Manyun are the youngest team members accompanying this competition.

The training intensity and difficulty of the youth training team are far beyond the usual preparations. The questions are getting shorter each time, while the proof and discussion questions are gradually increasing in difficulty.

During the last mock test, half of the team handed in blank papers. It was only after Jiang handed in the papers and left the examination room that he realized that the final question should only have sixteen situations, and he forgot to combine two of them.

Jiang was also calculating in his mind.

One after another, team members handed in their papers and walked out of the classroom. During the chat, they were discussing the topics that were just too difficult. The competition gave rise to a somewhat awkward relationship with each other. When they passed by, they politely asked Jiang Ye if they would eat together.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and refused .

The team members were not surprised and left. They had been in the youth training team for a long time, and they had heard a little bit about Jiang. He was outstanding and ... withdrawn.

Jiang didn't pay attention and walked towards the room . The boy was still wearing a neat shirt and suit pants. There was a pen he had just used on his shirt . No one knew that there was a cigarette case in the pocket of the boy's suit pants.

There is a public phone downstairs in the training room, a gray-green and rusty old-fashioned phone booth that seems to be forgotten as time goes by.

=== Section 11 === _

uses the public phone the most is Chen Manyun, and the person on the other end of the phone is Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling was not aware of the preciousness of competition time at all. She had a long phone call with Chen Manyun, and most of them were about trivial things. She talked about how she skipped classes and was discovered by the dean. She had a pile of homework but didn't want to write. Chen Manyun describes the color of the lip glaze.

Zhao Wuling would occasionally have a whim and ask questions that were almost stupid and ridiculous.

Chen Manyun answered patiently.

The electromagnetic sound coming from the old and disrepaired phone was somewhat distorted, and her voice was extremely delicate.

Jiang Ye leaned against the wall near the phone booth. His shirt was still neatly worn on his body. His neck was white under the collar and traces of blood vessels could be faintly seen. He was not aware of the cigarette burning between his fingers.

When he raised his head , he saw the blue sky in his blurry vision. The rough and unpolished stones on the wall brought him pain, and an uncontrollable desire arose in his irritable consciousness.

He no longer struggled with MacLaughlin's inequality and symmetric variables. His heart seemed to be entangled with thin threads, tightening inch by inch with her voice.

Like being possessed , morbidly obsessed.

Soon after the competition ended, Jiang Ye successfully took the lead and won the gold medal. He and Chen Manyun were commended at the grade assembly. Jiang Ye was expressionless because he found out that Zhao Wuling was absent from the assembly.

The days on campus are monotonous and boring, but Jiang Ye still studies step by step, speaks under the national flag as an outstanding student representative, and manages the affairs of the student union in an orderly manner.

He tends to all certain things, which in mathematics means that there are no different solutions and that everything develops according to a predetermined trajectory.

Zhao Wuling is their antonym.

He repeatedly warned himself not to pay too much attention.

But Zhao Wuling is indeed famous. She has an extremely beautiful body and bright eyes. She is a beauty that even Jiang Ye's classmates on the competition team would notice when they were studying hard and boring, and would praise her beauty meaningfully.

Jiang Ye often said nothing when he was talking, and the students were asking for trouble and stopped talking in time.

But Jiang still pieced together images of her from rumors intermittently.

They learned that her name was Zhao Wuling, and that her family ran nearly 50% of Huaicheng's ports. Thousands of favors and overwhelming wealth nourished her spoiled and mischievous character.

He knew that she had many friends, and that the boy next to her was named Yang Chengyu, and he broke three ribs in a fight for her.

...

Two types of people with no similarities at all .

He later met Zhao Wuling several times. She seemed to be afraid of meeting him and hurriedly avoided him before they met.

Her hair was tangled due to crowding, and her lips were still cherry-colored. She took a detour far away from him, so Jiang never heard her voice again.

Jiang also saw Yang Chengyu taking a bite of the ice cream from her. She smiled carelessly, with a faint dimple appearing on the left side of her face.

it's beautiful.

He wanted to strangle her to death.

Outside the window, the cicadas chirped non-stop at the end of summer . On a night where the darkness was so thick that it could not be dissolved, Jiang Ye puffed away the smoke skillfully and decadently. The ash fell one after another, burning his skin. Jiang Ye seemed to be in the dark. Smell, lean over, and touch the test paper with fireworks.

Scattered flames devoured the dense calculations on the test paper, and Jiang Ye examined his soul in the darkness for the umpteenth time.

Gold and jade aside.

The desire inside is naked and hard to dodge.

The turning point happened one Friday evening, when the sky was dim and yellow like the color of an oil painting, Zhao Wuling suddenly appeared outside the classroom window.

People around him exclaimed in low voices, but Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention. The eldest lady was used to being the center of attention.

Zhao Wuling was holding a bottle of soda in her hand. The straw was bitten flat by her, and the tip was stained with the color of lipstick. She made a sound with her free hand, attracting Jiang Ye's attention, and then pushed away some mottled water stains. glass window.

Zhao Wuling seemed to have forgotten her fear of him and talked to him casually: " Hi, Jiang Ye, they said you are the president of the student union. "

The previous student union president resigned from the student union when he was a senior in high school, and Jiang also won the general election with an absolute advantage.

On the contrary, Jiang Ye was very calm and raised his eyes to look directly at her.

As the weather cooled down, the knitted vest she wore outside her shirt remained beautiful, and her lipstick changed to the color of ripe berries.

Zhao Wuling raised her face to accept his inspection. After a few seconds, she raised her eyebrows, showing a lively beauty. She tilted her head and smiled, tempting the young man to read her mouth.

" Hey, Jiang Ye, remember, my name is Zhao Wuling. The mist of mist, the spirit of Zhongling and Yuxiu. "

Unlike the blurry feeling through the phone, her voice hit the eardrums directly, clear and sweeter than icing sugar.

At that time, the cold wind came in along with her smile. Jiang didn't answer. He was stunned for a few seconds and then lowered his head, tightening his knuckles holding the pen inch by inch.

Her smile easily cut off the bonds that bound his soul.

He remembered it and didn't forget it for many years.

Remember, the name of the rose.

" I just suddenly thought ... I had a similar experience when I was young , and I felt a little emotional for a moment. "

Jiang Ye's words made the box fall silent.

For business partners who haven't been talking to each other for a long time, this topic seems a bit too much.

Zhao Mingxiu was the first to react and smiled to ease the atmosphere. Turning around, he was surprised to find that his usually doting cousin was now as calm as a little quail.

To use a more accurate word to describe it, perhaps it would be, soul-crushing.

Wait, where did his cousin go to middle school?

A strange idea suddenly appeared in Zhao Mingxiu's mind. He looked suspiciously at Jiang Ye, who looked calm, and then at Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Mingxiu paused, and then tentatively spoke to his cousin: " Lingling, do you ... know each other? "

" If you don't know me, how could you know me? "

Zhao Wuling almost rushed to tell the answer, and smiled reluctantly. Unseen, she pinched Zhao Mingxiu's sleeve with her fingertips to hint to him.

" Brother, you don't want to talk about things. "

Then keep talking, why bother with her?

" Ms. Zhao and I are high school classmates. " Jiang Ye 's eyes behind the lenses remained calm and calm. His gaze lingered, noticing Zhao Wuling's slightly trembling fingertips, and chuckled, as if trying to save himself. " It's the same grade and different class, maybe Miss Zhao … forgotten . "

He still called her Miss Zhao, with a strange and indescribable connotation.

Zhao Wuling's shoulders and neck were exposed outside the skirt, and her beautiful eyebrows were still beautiful under the light. She glanced at Jiang Ye but did not answer.

From the moment they met on a rainy night to the text message, Zhao Wuling hated Jiang Ye's hypocrisy and tactful words.

The calmer he is, the more annoying Zhao Wuling becomes.

During the inexplicable and long assembly in the grade when she was studying, Zhao Wuling would look back bored, and she could always find Jiang Ye's eyes lingering on her, always restrained and containing almost pathological emotions.

In other words, calm also means not caring.

Undercurrents surged in invisible places. The strange atmosphere between the two made Zhao Mingxiu a little confused, and the box fell into silence again.

The waiter came over carefully to pour the red wine. Zhao Wuling refused, stood up in a hurry, and repeated his intention to leave again.

Jiang Ye leaned on the chair with an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his expression unclear, and he didn't stop him.

So Zhao Wuling finally got his wish.

The author has something to say :

President Xiaojiang ; morbid and straightforward

Mr. Jiang : Still sick, but good at pretending√

Thank you to the little angel who threw the land mines: you can eat radish without spitting out the shell, can you be compared to summer, Sun2y 1 ;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of S ; 5 bottles of Big Bowl of Noodles ; 4 bottles of I Love Shura Field ; 3 bottles of Xia Xiqing ;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 10 _ indulge me

◎ Real, in the Mood for Love. ◎

Lanshui Mansion.

The cloakroom has constant temperature and humidity, fresh air is brought in by the fresh air system, and the most suitable lighting is designed to shine on the displayed jewelry. Zhao Wuling sits on a low stool to one side, unpacking the TOP VIP gift box given by the luxury account manager .

The gift box is exquisitely packaged. When opened, it contains skin care products and essences that have not been sold in mainland China . The manager is very good at dealing with people. Zhao Wuling's English name is engraved on the box of the cream.

The attached handwritten letter eloquently expressed regret for Zhao Wuling's departure from London, and wished Zhao Wuling a happy life.

Yu Shuang looked closer and marveled : " The manager's words are too exaggerated, please give me back to my dearest Miss Zhao. "

Zhao Wuling was not interested, so he folded the letter and put it aside to explain.

" Speaking of the situation, if you order more than a dozen haute couture dresses from his house a year, you are also his dearest Miss Yu. "

" Stop, stop, " Yu Shuang, a real proletarian migrant worker, immediately stopped, reached out to explore the cherries in the crystal bowl on the table, and changed the subject, " By the way, Lingling, that cheap first love of yours is really you. Who is my cousin's partner? "

When Jiang Ye was mentioned, Zhao Wuling seemed a little absent-minded.

Zhao Wuling closed his eyes and replied softly: " Yes. "

The thing that is even more disappointing than the reunion with my ex-boyfriend is that after all these years, not only has my ex-boyfriend not become disabled, he has also graduated from a prestigious school and has a successful career.

Zhao Wuling became irritated when he thought of Jiang Ye's attitude. The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, his expression gloomy.

Zhao Wuling said nothing. Yu Shuang probably remembered what Zhao Wuling said a few days ago and asked next.

" Why are you so sad? Do you think he still can't let you go? Lingling, let me ask you, how long has it been since you broke up? "

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and looked at the mark on the gift box: " Nine years. "

...

Nine years is enough for Yu Shuang's fellow internet celebrities to get married three times.

It's not easy for Yu Shuang to get around in the circle , and he thinks more than Zhao Wuling, so he advises her.

" Lingling, that was nine years, not nine months. After so many years, maybe Jiang has let go. Besides, he is engaged in finance, how can he be clean emotionally? "

When it comes to love, Zhao Wuling has been talking about it a lot in London, but now he is indecisive and stuck in the emotions of his youth.

=== Section 12 === _

Zhao Wuling didn't put on makeup today, and her face looked very childish without any makeup. She looked up at Yu Shuang with a confused expression like a girl.

" I know, " she paused and muttered to herself as she lowered her head, " but Jiang is different from them . "

When she was a student , Zhao Wuling was obsessed with romantic idol dramas and suddenly suggested that Jiang Ye get her name tattooed.

Of course Jiang Ye didn't agree , and Zhao Wuling didn't take it seriously because it was just a casual mention.

When he was a student , Jiang was also a proud man and a model student in the eyes of his teachers. The top button of his formal shirt was buttoned and he was most often seen on the podium.

The tattoo doesn't match Jiang at all.

Their youth and exuberance led them to break up and get back together, almost all of which was brought up by Zhao Wuling. After a certain reunion, Jiang also consciously wore a watch.

In the classroom on a summer afternoon, Jiang Ye was doing mathematics seriously while wearing a shirt. Zhao Wuling would rather count the dust in the air than read a book, playing with his left hand out of boredom.

After a while, the girl's pretty eyebrows furrowed, and she vaguely felt that the watch seemed to be a little tilted to the side. Zhao Wuling stretched out her hand to help him adjust it, and accidentally discovered that Jiang also had her first name tattooed on the left wrist closest to the artery. letter.

L , Lingling.

His favorite thing was to call her by her name before kissing her.

Later, when the two of them broke up, there was an embarrassment. Jiang was such an aloof person, and he begged her with his eyebrows downcast.

...

So even after so many years, Zhao Wuling still felt that if she really had to choose someone to love her from the world, it would be Jiang Ye.

Jiang will always like her.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes. After the reunion, Jiang Ye's indifferent attitude was in sharp contrast to the gentleness in his memory. This conflicting feeling made her entangled. Yu Shuang found something to do on his own and posted a blog post on social platforms.

Yu Shuang had other things to do, so he left after a short time. Zhao Wuling used paper tape to stick the drawing paper on the easel. While rummaging for paints on the table, Meng Yao's invitation came out of the thick color card book. Fall out.

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds before he lowered his head and looked at it. The invitation had an iris pattern drawn by Meng Yao himself, and the oil painting-like cursive text said " the most beautiful moment in life" .

It is the theme of Meng Yao's art exhibition - In the Mood for Love.

Meng Yao is Zhao Wuling's fellow student. She became famous at a young age and is talented . She is one of the few young painters who has achieved good results both artistically and commercially in recent years.

Meng Yao was holding a traveling art exhibition recently, and specially reserved a booth for Zhao Wuling at the exhibition, and entrusted Wang Yiqiu to hand over an invitation letter to Zhao Wuling.

The life of living in London was certainly not in the Mood for Love. Zhao Wuling kicked off her shoes casually and stood on the edge of the terrace with her feet down. The marble brought a cool touch and the terrace was surrounded by glass. The wind ruffled her hair, and she welcomed it. Hold up the invitation to the sun.

It was hot and dazzling, leaving a half-dark light and shadow on her face. Zhao Wuling closed her eyes, and flashed back to the empty classroom in the midsummer heat, with the fan whirring overhead, and the girl wearing a white shirt. A teenager and an ice-cold lime coke.

The most beautiful moment in life.

Really, in the Mood for Love.

On Thursday evening , Zhao Wuling returned to the seaside villa. Shen Hanyun liked the line in Haizi's poem most , " Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming. " Zhao Pingnan bought a seaside villa for this reason. The bright yellow moon hung faintly on the horizon. , the ebb and flow of the tide will bring the breath of the sea.

Zhao Wuling was going back to Shenghua to sketch privately. He returned to the villa to get his camera.

The camera was a birthday gift given to her by Yang Chengyu one year . It was specially modified and upgraded by someone. The high resolution will be the closest to what the human eye can see.

Zhao Wuling walked out of the room with the camera, handed it to the servant next to him , and said: " Don't use water, just wipe the dust . "

Zhao Pingnan and Zhao Mingxiu happened to come out of the study and were also going downstairs. Zhao Mingxiu looked even more haggard than the day he asked Zhao Wuling to deliver the documents. Zhao Pingnan reached out and patted him on the shoulder, probably saying words of encouragement.

Zhao Wuling retracted his endless thoughts, stood still, leaned on the stairs and stuck his head out to see them, and asked: " Brother, you didn't go to the company today? "

It's unreasonable. Zhao Mingxiu, who usually regards the company as his soul, wants to work even on his days off.

Zhao Mingxiu didn't expect that Zhao Wuling was at home, so he sounded surprised. The next moment he waved to her with relaxed eyebrows: " Lingling, come down, I have something to ask you. "

Zhao Wuling wanted to escape almost instantly. She probably guessed what Zhao Mingxiu wanted to ask .

Reluctantly going downstairs, Zhao Pingnan asked Zhao Wuling in a loving tone if he was used to living in Lanshui Mansion. If he felt too small, he could move back here and there would be people taking care of him. It would be more comfortable than living in a small apartment.

Zhao Wuling's hand on the side picked up her skirt, and her slippers swayed on her white feet, occasionally making a sound . Her tone was casual, and she hugged Zhao Pingnan's arm and said coquettishly, " Everyone is fine, dad. "

She had lived in a seaside villa throughout her student days, and no matter how unique and beautiful the scenery was, she would get tired of it one day. On the contrary, Lanshui Mansion was more lively and convenient because it was close to the city center.

Taking a step away, Zhao Wuling put his fair and well-proportioned forearms on the railing and walked down the stairs as if nothing had happened. Zhao Mingxiu caught up and stopped him. The man, dressed casually, crossed his arms and looked at Zhao Wuling with a half-smile.

Zhao Wuling's heart beat abnormally fast, and he decided to pretend to be dumbfounded until the end. He raised his head and glanced at him : " What's the matter, brother? "

Zhao Mingxiu frowned: " Lingling, was that Jiang also your classmate of Shenghua that day ? Why didn't you tell me before? "

Zhao Wuling's tone was not very good: " You didn't tell me that he was your investor? "

Zhao Mingxiu said oh and repeated: " Just an ordinary classmate? "

Zhao Wuling said nothing.

Zhao Mingxiu seemed to be thinking about his words, and after thinking for a moment, he said: " Except for this, for example ... Lingling, tell me the truth, have you ever been bullied in school? "

The atmosphere that day was really awkward. Zhao Mingxiu didn't think it was just an alumnus.

Zhao Mingxiu is really thinking about this situation. Shen Hanyun is in poor health. The couple only gave birth to one child, Zhao Wuling, when they were nearly forty years old. She is doted on by all kinds of people. His cousin is also arrogant. Although it is outrageous, it is not impossible. Possible things.

...

It was a development direction that she had never expected . Zhao Wuling screamed, raised his foot angrily, leaving light gray marks on Zhao Mingxiu's pants, and raised his voice to the point of breaking his voice: " Can I bully others in school? I am a school bully. You big-headed devil! Zhao Mingxiu, go to hell! "

After saying that, he ran away. When everyone was watching TV together in the living room, Zhao Wuling was still sulking and refused to sit next to Zhao Mingxiu.

The aunt at home was changing the bouquets and arranging fresh fruits. Zhao Wuling hugged the pillow on the sofa and said: " Aunt Lin, when Zhao Mingxiu leaves, throw away all the things he used, so that I don't bully others. s things. "

Aunt Lin was a simple and gentle middle-aged woman. She grinned when she heard Zhao Wuling's angry words. She took something from the cabinet next to her and handed it to her: " Miss, the camera just now has been cleaned. Do you want it?" Take a look? "

Zhao Wuling said thank you, and after getting it, he lowered his head to study carefully. Occasionally, there would be rough unevenness where his fingers touched. Zhao Wuling looked carefully and found that the body of the camera seemed to be engraved with a line of words, but The location is too far inside, so I can't see clearly.

It should be the parameter model of the camera. She didn't pay attention and continued debugging.

Zhao Mingxiu smiled and spoke to her in a conciliatory manner: " Lingling, why did you suddenly think of looking for the camera? "

Zhao Wuling pretended not to hear.

Zhao Mingxiu was not annoyed and explained in good temper: " Brother was joking just now, don't pay attention. "

" I want to go back to high school and sketch. "

Zhao Wuling's attention was still on the camera and he answered without a good attitude.

Meng Yao's In the Mood for Love painting exhibition will be held in a while. Zhao Wuling has no inspiration and plans to go back to Shenghua Private School to see what themes he can paint.

Zhao Mingxiu nodded to express his understanding, and his tone contained some unnoticeable emotion. The general idea was that it was just how difficult it was to do what you liked.

Zhao Wuling raised the camera, occasionally adjusting the focus, and casually added: " You will be fine if you just go on to become an official . "

Zhao Pingbei has been in politics for many years and holds a high position. He has accumulated political connections for Zhao Mingxiu that are enough to rise to the top . Zhao Mingxiu's university major is also politics and philosophy, but after working for a period of time in the northwest provincial committee / organization / organization / department, he suddenly suddenly He left his job and chose to start a business.

Zhao Mingxiu's chip business was almost a bottomless pit in the early stage. A lot of money went in, but he didn't see any splashes, and the ongoing research couldn't be stopped.

Zhiyuan Capital is one of the top private equity companies. Zhao Mingxiu hopes to get financing from Jiang Ye, but Jiang Ye's attitude is never enthusiastic or completely uninterested. Zhao Mingxiu guesses that Jiang is also waiting and watching.

Every other line is like a mountain, and only one person knows the hardship.

Zhao Mingxiu's eyes darkened after hearing Zhao Wuling's words, and his expression was a little complicated. Zhao Wuling didn't notice it, and finally adjusted the focus and pointed the lens at Zhao Mingxiu.

" Kacha— "

Zhao Wuling pressed the shutter, and Zhao Mingxiu's outline in the lens was clear and he looked particularly deep.

She lowered her head and found it interesting that the two brothers of the Zhao family actually looked similar, but had different temperaments. Zhao Pingnan was more diplomatic and sophisticated, while Zhao Pingbei was majestic and inviolable.

In comparison, Zhao Wuling and Zhao Mingxiu don't look alike.

Zhao Wuling excitedly wanted to show the camera screen to Zhao Mingxiu, but the latter looked down at his phone and frowned. They were all family members, so there was no need to avoid taboos. Zhao Mingxiu's attention was still on the camera screen and he picked it up. Telephone.

" Hey, Assistant Li, hello, hello- "

I don't know what was said over there , but Zhao Mingxiu's smile stayed on his face when he answered the phone. He glanced at Zhao Wuling, quickly stood up , and stepped to the terrace on the first floor to answer the phone.

Zhao Wuling held the camera and raised her head in confusion. She was thinking about Assistant Li whom she heard on the phone just now.

Li Yuanchuan ?

The author has something to say :

Wealthy flowers in the world will never go bankrupt ~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Sun2y 1 ;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 10 bottles for going to bed early and getting up early; 3 bottles for a big bowl of noodles; 1 bottle for Sun2y and Escape ;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 11 _ indulge me

◎ Elegant and ascetic, indifferent and indifferent. ◎

On Saturday, Zhao Wuling drove to the vicinity of Shenghua Private School.

In her memory, the brick and tile buildings of Shenghua Private were all brand new, but over the years, the traces of time slowly corroded the building, and the light and shadow hit the mottled orange exterior wall, giving it the color of the past.

Zhao Wuling parked the car outside the school, got out of the car with his camera, and stepped on the bluestone with his slightly heeled shoes, leaving a crisp sound.

Times have changed, and the man at the school gate guard used to be able to chase students who skipped classes, but now he is more like a hibernating beast. He occasionally sighs with emotion and reclines lazily on his chair to drink tea.

The uncle was getting older and his senses were not as sharp as before, but he still recognized Zhao Wuling at a glance. He squinted his eyes and looked at her hard. While blowing hot air from his mouth, he asked why Zhao Wuling didn't come to school anymore.

He still remembered this little girl who was too beautiful and didn't like going to school very much. Zhao Wuling hadn't come to school for a long time. He always thought that he had made some mistake and was expelled from the school.

Zhao Wuling curled her lips , as if she didn't expect that the uncle would still remember her, and smiled before explaining : " No, I was not expelled. I later went to study abroad . "

The guard uncle nodded as if he understood: " It's a foreign university. Then you must study well and speak foreign languages to study abroad. "

It had been a long time since he had acted like a good boy in front of his elders. Zhao Wuling nodded guiltily, and then explained his purpose to the guard. The uncle pulled over the thick registration book, blew on the still steaming tea, and talked to Zhao Wuling. Make gestures and ask.

" Hey, girl , where is that male classmate who is often with you? "

Zhao Wuling just finished filling in the date, smiled and straightened up to organize the camera : " Yang Chengyu? He went to the military academy. "

The uncle shook his head while holding the water glass. After a while, he reluctantly remembered, and while thinking about it, he described: " It's not the one who fights, it's the one who is fair , has good looks and good grades. "

The guard still remembered the scene at that time. The bookish young man carried his schoolbag and followed the girl leisurely. They did not walk side by side, but there was an indescribable sense of harmony, as if they were a small world of their own, and no one else could do anything about it. Get involved.

The corners of Zhao Wuling's lips flattened almost instantly. After a long time, he replied calmly: " I'm not sure. I haven't contacted you much since. "

=== Section 13 === _

The guard made a few ouch, but didn't pay attention. He put away the registration book and returned to his chair to listen to the radio.

Zhao Wuling came back on Saturday specifically, thinking that there would be fewer people on campus during the students' day off, but this was not the case. When he went around to the basketball court behind the teaching building, he found that there were quite a few male students there. Playing ball inside, whistles and cheers come and go.

Zhao Wuling stood next to the venue, frowning in confusion. The next second, one of the male students in the crowd walked towards her.

He wears a co-branded blue jersey with the same number as the famous star . He looks tall and has good facial features, but his whole body is full of student spirit. Looking down at Zhao Wuling, he smiles a little shyly, as if he is pretending to be calm.

" Can I ask you to sign your autograph for me? "

For the sake of convenience, Zhao Wuling wore very simple clothes today, a knitted rainbow-colored short top, high-waisted retro-colored jeans, small sunglasses hanging on her palm-sized face, and the red lips exposed were of a delicate color.

Her fair and slender forearms were leaning on the fence beside the basketball court. Her sunglasses were lowered a little, exposing her eyes. She looked at people through the gaps and asked questions.

" What ?"

Lu Zhemao 's slightly seductive tone, mixed with the fragrance of tuberose, made Lu Zhemao's mind wander. He was stunned for a few seconds before he pretended to be calm and replied: " You are so beautiful, aren't you a star? "

Zhao Wuling took off his sunglasses after reacting for a few seconds and continued to laugh.

Her eyes were more beautiful than expected. Lu Zhemao scratched his head and was suddenly at a loss.

He occasionally turned sideways, and the group of golfers behind him could see Zhao Wuling's face clearly, cheered a few times, and gathered together to discuss with gusto.

Zhao Wuling's beauty when he was young may still be lost to aesthetic differences, but his current appearance does not require aesthetics, it is undoubtedly beautiful, and the most demanding film director will admire his beauty when he comes to the scene.

She kept moving, her sunglasses hooked in her hands occasionally shaking, and she said cheerfully, " Hey, today is not Saturday, why are you still in school? "

Lu Zhemao leaned on the railing with his hands and said in a matter-of-fact tone: " You have to make up classes, senior high school students have no rights. "

Zhao Wuling nodded, realizing that she seemed to have never experienced the life of a senior in high school. Her family never expected her to get into a decent school. She went through the procedures for going abroad in her second year of high school, and first studied in a language preparatory class in the UK.

Occasionally, Lu Zhemao's golfers could be heard cheering from behind him. Lu Zhemao coughed a few times uncomfortably and volunteered to test: " Sister, can I take you to the campus? "

" No, no need. " Zhao Wuling's sunglasses returned to her face and she pursed her lips, " I know the way. "

Lu Zhemao was rejected, but there was no expression of disappointment on his face. He smiled knowingly: " Oh, senior sister. "

Zhao Wuling did not deny it. When he was about to leave, Lu Zhemao suddenly said: " By the way, senior, can you leave me your contact information? Are you a photographer? "

Lu Zhemao saw the camera in Zhao Wuling's hand and asked.

Zhao Wuling tilted his head, the diamonds on his earrings flashed in the sun, and said in an angry tone: " Didn't you just say that I am a female celebrity, how can I leave you my contact information casually. "

Zhao Wuling's figure quickly disappeared from sight. Lu Zhemao didn't expect this answer and froze in place with a slightly stunned expression.

…

" Hey, Lu Zhemao, he has returned to his soul, and his shadow is no longer visible. "

Too strong sunlight shone on him, and the male classmates around him gathered around him, hitting Lu Zhemao on the back hard from behind, and making fun of him looking at his lost expression.

Lu Zhemao smiled and said no more.

The trees beside the school wall are lush and leafy. The only thing that is the same is that they are still low. This kind of tree seems to not grow very high naturally.

Zhao Wuling occasionally picked up his camera to take pictures, until he found a tree beside the wall that was different from the other trees. It was taller and thicker than other trees. Zhao Wuling stood under the tree and raised his head, seeing the branches clearly through the gaps in the sunlight. There are swaying branches and leaves and green fruits.

It is an apple tree . It is conceivable that the reason why it appears here may just start from a fruit core that was carelessly discarded.

It has since grown under the nourishment of just the right amount of rain and sunshine .

Impressionist painters admire capturing moments of light and shadow and fleeting beauty. When Zhao Wuling was in London, he would get up at three in the morning to paint the bridge in the fog at sunrise.

Zhao Wuling didn't use a camera, relying on instinct to climb the wall like she did when she was a student. Her jeans were worn out, but she didn't care. The blurred vision was as green as youth.

She was close enough to observe the true appearance of things. The unripe fruits were swaying in the wind on the branches, and the branches and leaves occasionally touched her cheeks and the tip of her nose.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and looked at his fingertips that were slightly red from climbing the wall.

She seemed to know what to draw.

After all, the exhibition tour of In the Mood for Love was just recently, and Wang Yiqiu might explode on the spot if she couldn't draw anymore.

Wang Yiqiu attaches extraordinary importance to In the Mood for Love. From the most utilitarian point of view, Meng Yao's painting exhibition will be attended by some well-known investors and galleries in the circle. It is a good opportunity from every point of view. .

With the inspiration, Zhao Wuling was in a good mood. He hummed an off-key tune , put away the camera, hung it around his neck , and poked his head around the edge of the wall to observe the safe landing route. Zhao Wuling climbed over the wall when he was a student. A regular visitor, although the movements are unfamiliar, they are not unfamiliar.

Zhao Wuling moved carefully. There were some scratches on her hands. The eldest lady frowned in pain and did not pay attention to her feet. The edge of her shoes stepped on the edge of her jeans. Zhao Wuling tried to get out, but suddenly missed the step while retreating. .

There was a dull sound of falling sand and gravel under his feet , followed by the feeling of falling. Zhao Wuling panicked and instinctively closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to come.

…

The leaves and the wind were still together, and there was no pain as expected. A pair of well-jointed hands supported her, with a cold and fragrant embrace, and the strength could not be ignored.

Zhao Wuling's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably before he opened his eyes.

He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a handsome and elegant outline, and extremely thin-framed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. Because of the backlight, Zhao Wuling could not see his expression clearly.

It's Jiang Ye.

After a long while, Jiang Ye broke the silence first and lowered his head : " Can you stand still ? "

Zhao Wuling was feeling dizzy. She had just casually pinned her sunglasses to the collar of her coat. She nodded and stood firmly with her feet first, holding Jiang Ye's arm to stand still.

Silence followed. Jiang Ye didn't speak again after asking. His eyes seemed to be scrutinizing her. Zhao Wuling's face and ears burned together. He didn't need to think about it to know that Jiang Ye must be laughing at her in his heart. He felt embarrassed and covered her with his hands. On the face, I wish my breathing could be muted to avoid embarrassment.

" Thanks. "

Slightly muffled by the obstruction, Zhao Wuling's voice was so low that it almost disappeared in the air.

Was it fate that was deliberately playing tricks on her? Every time she saw Jiang Ye after their reunion, she was in a state of panic. First, she crashed into a car with him drunkenly on a rainy night, and this time, she almost fell off the wall.

If she could ask the gods to erase Jiang Ye's memory, she would be willing to use anything in exchange.

...

It was so long that it was impossible to define the time. Zhao Wuling never got a response. He became a little bolder and opened his eyes hidden behind his palms. His fingers exposed the gaps. From dark to light, there was a fleeting blur in his vision.

It finally became clear, there was no one in front of me, there was the sound of wind passing by my ears, and the leaves made a rustling sound.

Oh, Jiang left too.

How dare he leave her alone.

How could he.

Zhao Wuling suddenly felt a sore nose. She couldn't explain what she felt. She was angry and annoyed. There was a burning tingling sensation in her calves and palms. Her movements were a little slow. She held the wall and walked to the bench next to her to sit down. .

Wanting to shed tears, but also feeling that he had no position, Zhao Wuling wanted to throw something irritably, but couldn't help it. His nails were embedded in his palms, and his head hung down, like a decadent rose.

…

The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and someone was returning. Not far from her, Zhao Wuling vaguely heard the sound and restrained herself from raising her head.

She knew who it was.

The monstrous wealth nourished Zhao Wuling's indulgent temperament, and he was treated as a stranger by Jiang Ye one after another. It was a great shame and humiliation for the eldest lady.

Don't you want to be a stranger to her?

Then just be a stranger .

People who like her, Zhao Wuling, line up from here to St. Paul's Cathedral in London.

Who cares.

The sound of handmade leather shoes touching the ground stopped, and the dark and shiny leather shoes first appeared in Zhao Wuling's sight. The skin on his wrist felt Jiang Ye's touch, which was naturally low in temperature. His hand squeezed Zhao Wuling's wrist.

The greasy liquid flowed through the wound, causing slight pain. Zhao Wuling raised his eyes to observe and saw the newly unpacked iodine and cotton swabs on the bench next to him. Jiang was also lowering his head to apply medicine to her.

From Zhao Wuling's angle, he could see his restrained eyes behind his lenses, his expression focused, as if he was dealing with the most complicated business.

The wound on his wrist was actually not very serious, but Zhao Wuling's skin was fair and sensitive, and the red marks from the scratches looked a bit scary.

The next second, tears welled up uncontrollably, and the stranger she had just been building up in her heart was forgotten. Zhao Wuling moved her wrist slightly closer to him, and her tone was like a child who had found comfort.

" Jiang Ye, I feel pain. "

Familiar yet strange, the same squeamishness and dependence as when I was young.

When Zhao Pingnan was busy with business matters during his student days, Shen Hanyun's most common activity was " lady's socializing " . If you think about it carefully , it was Jiang Ye who took care of Zhao Wuling the most.

It is almost engraved in the genes, an instinctive dependence .

Jiang Ye paused while applying the medicine, raised his eyes, and looked at Zhao Wuling. His slightly red, raised eyes were filled with tears, and he had a beautiful and noble face.

She is so mean, she needs someone to cherish her before she sheds tears, but when she succeeds, she doesn't cherish her as a matter of course.

It's always been like this, always has been like this.

Jiang Ye almost had to restrain his desire to remember . He pursed his thin lips and did not respond. He continued to apply the medicine with his head lowered.

With tears in his eyes, Zhao Wuling bit his lip and observed Jiang Ye.

If it were her classmate Jiang, he would help wipe away her tears and hold her and comfort her, but now only the indifferent Jiang Ye helps her apply medicine in a business-like manner.

She hated Jiang Ye who ignored others.

It's strange that it was Zhao Wuling who broke up first , but she was the one who felt sad after sensing Jiang Ye's indifference.

She barely controlled her choked voice and asked , " Jiang Ye, why don't you speak ?"

Still silent.

After receiving no answer for a long time, Zhao Wuling felt aggrieved and struggled to break away from Jiang Ye's hand. While sobbing, he complained willfully: " I don't want you to apply medicine for me . "

Male strength has a natural advantage. When he failed, Jiang Ye raised his eyes, feeling lonely and cold.

When he was silent , his silhouette was closer to that of his youth, and his appearance weakened his sense of eliteness and aggressiveness. Even Zhao Wuling became bolder and continued to struggle.

Dissatisfied to the point of speaking without hesitation.

" I heard that Jiangye, I don't want you to apply medicine for me . Why don't you pretend that you don't know me? Leave me alone. Do you usually apply medicine for strangers? Or do you still like me and feel dumped by me? That's how face is. "

She was really spoiled. Zhao Wuling broke away from the restraints when Jiang was not prepared. She was so angry that she lost judgment and threw the camera out, hitting Jiang Ye's knee.

The noble man frowned almost invisible, feeling a little pained. He almost dropped the cotton swab in his hand. He looked directly into Zhao Wuling's eyes.

Zhao Wuling didn't feel at all that he had done anything wrong. He raised his chin and continued to type: " I don't want you to help me apply medicine . If you have the ability , you will pretend that you don't know me all your life. Has your company closed down? It's you everywhere." It's a pervert stalking me, I'm so sick of it. "

She didn't care whether the camera was broken or not. She repeated with a stubbornness: " I heard that Jiang Ye really hates you to death. "

...

=== Section 14 === _

on his hand had almost been wiped away. Jiang also put the cotton swab aside, reached out and tightened the cap of the medicine bottle, and then placed it on the bench.

The man stood up. He was much taller than Zhao Wuling. He looked down at Zhao Wuling. Part of his shadow fell on Zhao Wuling. Jiang did not get angry. His voice was cold and distant, and he explained.

" Your cousin asked to meet me many times in the restaurant . I didn't know it would be you delivering the documents. I'm here today because Shenghua is holding a school anniversary and the principal hopes I can attend. "

Zhao Wuling's tears hadn't dried yet, so she looked up at him in a daze.

As he gets older , he loses the youthfulness of his youth and becomes more calm. It is a temperament gained from worldly affairs and experiences that is more intriguing than coldness.

Gentle and ascetic, indifferent and indifferent.

The wind blew from the direction of the setting sun, Jiang Ye's tone was calm and calm, and Zhao Wuling heard what he said.

" Zhao Wuling, I don't like you. "

Jiang Ye drove the same black car today , but with a different logo. The car is like his person, restrained and deep.

The carriage was well air-conditioned, and the interior was low-key and luxurious. Zhao Wuling's camera was not light. Jiang Ye's knees felt a dull pain through his suit pants, but he didn't feel anything.

Because the mobile phone prompted an incoming call, Jiang Ye saw the name of the caller and picked up the call without hesitation.

" Mr. Jiang , I am the person in charge of Rongxin Technology, Zhao Mingxiu. We met at the dinner party that day. Do you remember Mr. Jiang? "

Qian Quan is such a good thing. Zhao Mingxiu is more than a few years older than Jiang, but he still has to call him Mr. Jiang.

Jiang also found it interesting and tapped his knuckles on the edge of the steering wheel unconsciously.

" Of course, what's the matter ? "

Zhao Mingxiu was in the company. The conference room was in a mess. The people from the R&D team had just reported to him. The problem was summarized in two words - " no money . " Zhao Mingxiu calmed the technicians' emotions and signed a few more documents. Banks are already struggling with loans to support high-tech companies.

Destroying the east wall to make up for the west wall is too much.

Zhao Mingxiu cleared his throat: " Mr. Jiang , I received a call from Assistant Li some time ago. He ... stated some conditions. I want to confirm with you, Mr. Jiang. "

Jiang didn't say anything and signaled Zhao Mingxiu to continue.

" Assistant Li said that he hopes that my cousin will be responsible for this project together. " Zhao Mingxiu added, his tone a little hesitant, " I want to know, is this the intention of the Zhiyuan Capital board of directors, or is it your intention, Mr. Jiang? "

The role of " guarantor " does appear in the business world , but Zhao Wuling studies and engages in art, and his relationship with this cooperation is not significant.

Even if there must be a guarantor, it should be Zhao Pingnan.

Jiang Ye raised his hand and loosened his tie. The closed space was still filled with a faint fragrance. Of course he would not use such a strong smell. It was Zhao Wuling's perfume.

Jiang Ye took a deep breath and relaxed on the back of the chair. Thinking back to Zhao Wuling's tears just now, his soul trembled slightly. He smiled and asked Zhao Mingxiu: " What if I said it, did I mean it? "

The person on the other side was speechless, and the only sound left on the phone was the sizzling sound of electricity.

Jiang also smoked a cigarette but did not light it. He held it between his fingers and continued to increase the chips: " Chip research and development is not easy, right? Mr. Zhao, if you agree, I will invest an additional 100 million in the original amount. And, I don't want Zhao Wuling to know about it. "

Zhao Mingxiu's voice sounded like he had just come to his senses, and his voice was a little erratic: " Mr. Jiang , my sister has been spoiled by her family since she was a child. If there is anything that offends you, you sir have a lot, so don't argue with her ..."

Zhao Mingxiu still thought that the two had a previous disagreement and defended his cousin.

idiot .

Jiang Ye rapped his knuckles on the steering wheel, interrupted him, and repeated: " Mr. Zhao, these are my conditions. Of course you have the right to refuse, but I can also assure you that except for Zhiyuan, Rongxin will not be subject to any Any financing. "

The network of relationships built with banknotes and equity is not a decoration. The skin of hypocritical words is torn off, and the young and promising head of private equity funds reveals a naked threat . Zhao Mingxiu's chip research and development industry has an uncertain future, and Jiang certainly has plans.

There was a long silence.

This exchange ended with Zhao Mingxiu lost his mind and saying that he would think about it again.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ye found half a box of matches in the car's glove compartment. With a very slow movement, he drew a flame on the side and lit it. There were bright and dark sparks, and his face was hidden in the smoke .

This was certainly not a rational decision. If Lin Xiao were there, he would just think he was crazy, and Jiang didn't care.

Of course, his love can be wrapped up in power and despicability, because otherwise, Zhao Wuling's eyes will stay for others, and he will easily smile and shed tears at others.

He couldn't stand it.

How do others match it?

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* The reasons for Jiang Ye's behavior will be explained in the next few chapters ( he is not a scumbag ) . In addition, there is no need to feel sorry for Jiang Ye. When he is hit , he will only think, " My wife hit me. My wife loves me. No one else deserves to be my wife." Smash √"

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Chapter 12 _ indulge me

◎ No matter how precious the thing is, a princess deserves it. ◎

In the quiet studio, Zhao Wuling was holding a brush and painting on paper. She had just made a few drafts, but she was not satisfied with them, so she simply put on the paint. Yu Shuang was behind her, standing with his arms folded, not daring to come out. Voice.

There were various colors of paint on the palette, mainly green. Zhao Wuling changed the brush, lowered his head, and the broken hair around his ears fell down. After a few seconds, he looked up at Yu Shuang again.

Yu Shuang was looked at with some confusion: " What's wrong Lingling? "

Zhao Wuling's hand holding the brush paused, and his voice was a little low: " The light is blocked. "

The colors produced under dim light will also be distorted.

Yu Shuang suddenly understood and shrugged. After saying his apology, he quickly took a few steps away to make way for the light source. He sat on the soft sofa next to him and looked at Zhao Wuling's paintings.

In the vaguely shaped turquoise painting, apples representing desire are piled up irregularly.

Yu Shuang twisted on the sofa and adjusted to a comfortable position. He squinted his eyes and observed carefully. He could vaguely feel that the edges of the apples outlined the outline of a human face, and the highlights were as transparent as sunlight.

It looked a bit abstract, with rows of lines separated by mountains. Yu Shuang could never appreciate the oil painting, and he was afraid of disturbing Zhao Wuling. He turned his phone on silent and was scrolling through his phone.

Yu Shuang's business acumen can be said to be keen. He has an operating account on Weibo's Xiaohongshu, and even has a registered video platform. He occasionally uploads some videos, and the data is good.

Feeling bored, Yu Shuang looked at the data in the background and replied to a few comments.

An idea flashed in Yu Shuang 's mind, and he sat up from the sofa. He entered the three words " Wei Congmeng " in the search bar and clicked on the user list. It was several pages long and contained no useful information.

Yu Shuang changed the keyword to " Oil Painting Wei Congmeng " .

This time it was finally successful. The first intelligent recommendation was that the user's name was painter Wei Congmeng, with more than 100,000 fans, and a yellow V certification. Yu Shuang curled his lips and clicked on the homepage with the mentality of knowing himself and his enemy.

The content of Wei Congmeng's homepage can be described as peaceful and peaceful years, with photos of him wearing Hanfu, and photos with paintings when he participated in art exhibitions. If it weren't for the background information, Yu Shuang probably felt that Wei Congmeng was an easy person to get along with. .

She continued to scroll down, and the latest one was Wei Congmeng taking a picture of the invitation in his hand, with the text thanking Boyi Gallery for the two cooperations.

Yu Shuang held the magnified screen with both hands, and his expression became playful after seeing the details of the invitation .

By the time Zhao Wuling finished painting, it was already evening. Zhao Wuling pressed his wrist against the drawing board and applied varnish to the painting before leaving the studio with Yu Shuang.

Neither of them had eaten anything serious for lunch , and they were hungry. Zhao Wuling took out his mobile phone to order food. The hotel he wanted to eat at was in the suburbs and did not involve delivery service. Zhao Wuling frowned aggrievedly and called for an errand on the food delivery app. Service, and tipping the delivery person, I can finally get the dishes I want.

Soon, the delivery boy knocked on the door with a smile and delivered it. The narrow bill was dragged outside. Yu Shuang picked up the end of the bill and took a look. He took a breath when he saw the amount that could be used to pay the rent.

The next second I felt relieved again, not surprising.

Just like no matter how precious the thing is, a princess deserves it.

The painting exhibition of In the Mood for Love is held in the famous art gallery in Huaicheng. The entrance hall is decorated with white tables and chairs and a place similar to the art exhibition introduction. It is the exhibition gallery, which is convenient for holding press conferences and taking photos later.

The protagonist of today's art exhibition is Meng Yao. Zhao Wuling is dressed very low-key, with a turquoise slim long skirt painted with dark floral patterns, a casual milky white Princess Diana bag, and the silk scarf on the handle tied into a beautiful bow.

Yu Shuang was wearing a white shirt and a long black skirt, with her hair straightened on purpose the night before. After posing for a few photos, she gave the choice to Zhao Wuling: " Which one is more artistic? "

" Comparatively artistic? "

Zhao Wuling raised his eyebrows, smiled and repeated Yu Shuang's words, swiped left and right, and finally selected the photo on the left. Yu Shuang nodded, skillfully P -pictured and added filters, edited the blog post, posted it to social networking sites, and finished a few replies. Only one fan in the front row put away his phone.

The whole set of actions was completed in one go. When he came back to his senses and noticed Zhao Wuling's confused eyes, Yu Shuang shrugged and explained to her: " No way, there will be an online variety show in a while. The theme is probably related to art. The planner of the show recently Contacting me. "

Yu Shuang had recently memorized a bunch of messy art terms. He had no choice but to make money these days, so he had to show off.

Zhao Wuling nodded, lowered his eyes and sent a text message to Meng Yao.

Yu Shuang continued to admire the paintings on the corridor wall along the route planned by the gallery. Next to the third painting stood a beautiful figure. Wei Congmeng stood posing near the painting with his wrists behind his back.

The waist of the skirt was not suitable. Wei Congmeng's limbs were still a little stiff. He stretched his neck hard and impatiently urged his assistant: " Are you ready to take the photo? "

The assistant held the phone in her right hand and held a small reflector in her left hand. She frowned in embarrassment and whispered, " Sister, do you want to suck your belly a little to make it look better. "

Wei Congmeng's voice was too conspicuous in the quiet space . Yu Shuang raised his eyes and took a closer look at Wei Congmeng's appearance.

She poked Zhao Wuling's arm with her finger and communicated with her in a breathy voice: " Lingling, is the person in the dark green skirt the one who cut off your opportunity to exhibit at the art exhibition? "

He seems to have a bad temper.

Zhao Wuling glanced at it, not surprised that Wei Congmeng appeared here, but looked at Yu Shuang in surprise : " How do you know? "

Yu Shuang shrugged and said indifferently: " Please, think of my nickname as PHS for nothing. "

The two of them happened to be standing at the corner of the corridor, in Wei Congmeng's visual blind spot. Yu Shuang curled his lips and continued to observe Wei Congmeng.

Wei Congmeng didn't notice them for the time being, and her assistant took photos for her. Wei Congmeng looked through the photos and scolded: " You are so stupid, don't you know how to take a photo? How can you post it on Weibo later if your posture is so bad? Are my words falling on deaf ears? "

The assistant looked like he had just graduated. He endured the anger submissively and did not dare to say a word.

Yu Shuang folded his arms and rolled his eyes. He couldn't hold it back and said, " I said, some people don't catch their little girls to vent their anger on others if they don't show up on camera. People can't complain and there's no justice. There's no reason for that. "

Ma Yuan was one of the few lectures that Yu Shuang listened carefully to at the university. After reading "On Capital " over and over three times , Yu Shuang was full of fraternity for all proletarian workers in the world.

The assistant stood next to Wei Congmeng , not daring to say anything, but he couldn't help but look up and glance at Yu Shuang out of the corner of his eye.

Wei Congmeng paused for a moment. He looked up and saw an unknown face. He put the phone away and asked in a stiff tone, " Hey , who were you talking about just now? "

Yu Shuang retorted : " Whoever jumps is talking about who you are. "

Wei Congmeng was so angry that he barely restrained himself in public. He was really unlucky today and encountered a psychosis as soon as he went out.

Wei Congmeng gritted his teeth and issued a warning: " I advise you to apologize to me as soon as possible. This is not a place for you to mess around. "

=== Section 15 === _

Yu Shuang burst out laughing and turned to talk to the person next to him. The corners of his turquoise skirt were exposed, followed by his fair and slender wrists. The second Wei Conmeng recognized Zhao Wuling, he felt unlucky.

No wonder.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together. It's only natural that Zhao Wuling's friends are so arrogant and unreasonable.

" Zhao Wuling? What are you doing here? "

Zhao Wuling was still waiting for news from Meng Yao, carelessly and did not respond.

Zhao Wuling was too lazy to argue with Wei Conmeng, but Yu Shuang was outspoken. He rolled his eyes and continued to scold her: " Of course I came to see the art exhibition, why don't I come here to see your lack of quality? "

" you …"

There were not many people in the corridor . Occasionally, someone stopped and looked over. Wei Congmeng swallowed his words, thought of something, and smiled, with a tone that sounded like a kind reminder.

" Lingling, are you coming to the art exhibition too? You have just returned from abroad. You may not know that this kind of exhibition is not something you can enter by buying a ticket. It is an internal exhibition by invitation. "

Meng Yao is known as one of the most important young painters in the contemporary painting world. Invitations for pre-exhibitions are almost only sent to famous galleries and art museums . Even if Wei Congmeng is already somewhat famous, the invitations are obtained through Boyi Gallery. Arrived.

Wei Congmeng raised a smile and said: " Lingling, you don't know, right? But it's too late to leave now, it's better than making a fool of yourself again when the exhibition officially starts, what do you think? "

It seemed like he was really thinking about her.

Today is Meng Yao's art exhibition. Zhao Wuling didn't want to cause embarrassment, so he took out the invitation letter from his bag and waved it in front of Wei Conmeng: " I have an invitation letter, can you shut up? "

Wei Congmeng didn't expect Zhao Wuling to say it clearly and was stunned.

Yu Shuang remained silent and observed from the sidelines. Zhao Wuling had become much calmer in recent years, but he was definitely not gentle. She just watched the show in silence.

Wei Congmeng said nothing, Zhao Wuling curled his lips and smiled, and then his expression quickly became cold and a little sarcastic.

" Miss Wei, you care about me so much, why don't you ask about the relationship between Meng Yao and me? "

Meng Yao used to live in a small town in the south , and later taught in northern Beijing. Wei Congmeng had never expected that she would have any intersection with Zhao Wuling, who was studying in London.

Wei Congmeng really didn't know the relationship between the two, and his face turned red all of a sudden, but he still held on and said in a stiff tone, " What's the relationship? "

The atmosphere was still at a stalemate, and Wei Congmeng's nails were about to dig into his flesh when he heard Zhao Wuling's playful tone and light words.

" you guess? "

After Zhao Wuling finished speaking, he and Yu Shuang left the outreach gallery. Wei Congmeng was still there, so angry that he could hardly control his expression, and the edges of the invitation in his hand were almost pulled away.

The assistant glanced at Wei Congmeng's ugly face, and finally remembered who was paying her salary, and bravely comforted her: " Sister Meng, don't be angry, maybe it was given to her by the studio. "

This is indeed a reason. Wei Congmeng's face looks much better, and her guess is the same. Zhao Wuling's words are too vague, and it seems that he has no confidence. After all, it is not a good personal relationship. Maybe Meng Yao is looking at it. Wang Yiqiu gave Zhao Wuling an invitation letter out of respect.

After compiling his mood, Wei Congmeng reluctantly smiled and walked past the entrance where the invitation was checked and entered the venue. At the entrance was Meng Yao's sketch, with extremely pure lines outlining his gentle face.

Wei Congmeng tried his best to cheer up and watch. After the sketch, there was a small oil painting hanging in the center of the exhibition hall.

The painting is covered in green and green, and the brushwork is meticulous and casual. It is completely different from Meng Yao's usual style. It looks like ...

Wei Congmeng's face was pale, and he looked eagerly at the lower right corner of the frame, where there were black characters on a white background and regular English fonts.

Celia,ZHAO.

Zhao Wuling's English name.

Zhao Wuling was not interested in watching Wei Congmeng lose his composure, but Yu Shuang was in a very excited state and used all his strength to control the volume.

" You don't know how ugly her face was just now. I was really happy, okay? By the way, is there surveillance in the art museum? Make sure you give me a copy. I will laugh when I see this when I am eighty years old, okay?" "

As soon as he finished speaking, someone else caught him.

Meng Yao's art exhibition agent Kevin is of mixed race and still retains strange speech habits and accents. He was originally entertaining several art dealers, but when he discovered Zhao Wuling, he screamed in surprise.

" Oh, sweetie , thank God you're here. "

Kevin trotted over in a hurry, followed by the strong fragrance of cologne. His steps were a little hurried. Remembering Meng Yao's instructions, he pointed his finger upward and said: " Celia , your senior sister is waiting for you upstairs. "

…

Meng Yao's lounge was on the third floor of the art museum, the largest room in the corner. Kevin said it was not convenient for him to accompany him, and Yu Shuang was left down below to enjoy the exhibition.

Only when Zhao Wuling knocked on the door of the lounge did she understand what Kevin had just meant. There was not only Meng Yao in the lounge. Through the screen, you could vaguely see the silhouette of another person. The male's arms were around Meng Yao's waist. Above, it's hard to separate.

Meng Yao spotted Zhao Wuling first and took a few steps away. The two people's shadows separated behind the screen. Meng Yao walked out from behind the screen. In order to cooperate with the publicity, she was wearing a cheongsam and pearl earrings today, which were as gentle as her temperament.

Meng Yao stretched out his hand to straighten the edge of his cheongsam. When he raised his head again, he greeted Zhao Wuling with a smile: " Lingling is here. What would you like to drink ? Latte or rose tea? "

Zhao Wuling pursed her lips, turned her back politely to the two of them, and said, " It's okay, I'm not very thirsty. Senior sister, you go ahead. "

Meng Yao nodded , resting his white wrist on the edge of the round table, his eyes fell on Yan Lang again, and asked with a smile: " Reporters will be coming soon , are you sure you want to stay? "

Even if Yan Lang was photographed, he wouldn't report it. He wasn't worried, but he heard the implication of Meng Yao's words and reached out to hold her in his arms. He kissed her on the temples and said goodbye wisely.

" My communication may not be timely after a while. If you have anything to do, call Xiao Zhu and he will solve it, eh? "

Yan Lang is the most outstanding type of middle-aged man. He is in a suit and leather shoes. He still maintains a tall and straight figure. He has deep eyebrows and eyes, a face that is both solemn and harmonious. He has the seriousness and calmness of a superior, and his expression when he looks down at Meng Yao. It's a rare softness.

Meng Yao's reaction was not enthusiastic and he said goodbye to Yan Lang in a few hasty words.

Yan Lang didn't take it seriously, picked up his information bag from the low table, nodded politely when passing Zhao Wuling, and left immediately.

Zhao Wuling smiled back politely, glanced down, and noticed Yan Lang's footsteps from the corner of his eye.

Normal people swing their arms when walking , but Yan Lang always keeps his right hand near his pocket. Yang Chengyu was also like this for a while.

This posture makes it easier to take out the accessories / gun.

Yan Lang is also a soldier, and his position must not be low.

Zhao Wuling guessed out of boredom that when the door closed, she completely relaxed and rested her head gently on the pillow next to her.

Meng Yao poured tea for Zhao Wuling near the long white table, and the specially provided roses regained their fragrance in the high temperature.

He sat down next to Zhao Wuling and put the back of his hand on Zhao Wuling's forehead to feel the temperature.

Meng Yao acted like a gentle senior sister in front of Zhao Wuling, and whispered softly: " Lingling, why don't you look very energetic? I have good news for you. Several galleries have just asked me about the agency rights for this painting. I Gave them Wang Yiqiu's contact information. "

Zhao Wuling didn't take it seriously and explained to Meng Yao: " They may think that it is your work, and they will calm down after knowing that it was painted by me. "

It's quite a bit self-defeating.

Meng Yao shook his head in disapproval .

Meng Yao met Zhao Wuling because of his mentor when he was studying in London. Meng Yao, who was already famous in the painting world, particularly admired Zhao Wuling.

Oil painting pays most attention to atmosphere and emotion. The precious thing about Zhao Wuling is that he has no craftsmanship. He is like uncarved jade, smart and natural.

She patted Zhao Wuling's shoulder very gently, as if to comfort: " Lingling, you just lack a little experience in life. "

Her family was well-off, she was pampered, and she didn't know the hardships of the world. This was certainly not Zhao Wuling's shortcoming, but it eventually made her lose her sense of life.

Artists are all impoverished. When Meng Yao painted works that shocked the art world, she lived in obscurity in her hometown town and barely made a living by providing illustrations for third- rate magazines .

Zhao Wuling straightened up and barely understood Meng Yao's " feeling for life " during the conversation .

Sitting quietly and bored, Zhao Wuling lowered his head to unlock his phone, edited text messages and joked with Zhao Mingxiu.

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: Zhao Mingxiu, when will you go bankrupt? 】

Let her have a sense of life.

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Chapter 13 _ indulge me

◎ Either you love me or shoot and execute me. ◎

When the rose tea on the round table slowly lost its temperature, Zhao Wuling picked up her handbag, put down the gifts she had prepared, and said goodbye to Meng Yao.

" Lingling, won't you stay for a while ? " Meng Yao also stood up, stretched out his hand to help Zhao Wuling adjust the neckline of her long dress, and suggested with a smile, " There will be reporters coming to the press conference later , you come down with me. "

Meng Yao has been famous for a long time and is not too keen on fame and fortune, but he is also willing to support his junior sister who he fell in love with at first sight on such occasions.

Zhao Wuling shook his head and declined, leaning against Meng Yao, his tone was a little more delicate: " Senior sister, the reporter is not here to see your art exhibition. I'm a little bored and want to go out and get some fresh air. "

Meng Yao understood, took the pass from the drawer and handed it to Zhao Wuling: " Okay, here , there seems to be someone checking the invitation letter at the entrance of the exhibition hall. It will be more convenient for you to take the pass. "

Zhao Wuling took it, smiled and said thank you, senior sister.

Take the direct elevator from the third floor to the interior of the first floor of the art museum, which is also the core part of the exhibition. In order to match the theme of Meng Yao's exhibition, the curators repainted the walls, mostly in the same color as Meng Yao's paintings. The background color of the system.

The designer's ingenious design immersed the entire painting in just the right light and shadow. Meng Yao's favorite iris was placed in the corner of the exhibition hall for decoration.

One after another, people stopped and chatted in front of the painting. Zhao Wuling looked around and found Yu Shuang's figure, so he lowered his head and sent her a message.

Meng Yao was already sitting at the speaking table with a decent smile on his face. The spotlights came and went, and reporters occasionally asked Meng Yao questions. Zhao Wuling mingled with the crowd, smiled and clapped, and then walked through the bustling outreach corridor by himself.

Just a few steps away is the outside of the exhibition hall . The sound insulation effect is very good. There is silence outside the art museum, which is in sharp contrast to the bustle inside. The sky is overcast, dark clouds hang on the horizon, and thin raindrops are floating faintly. The street lights on both sides are the only ones. There was a light source, and there were a few scattered cars parked not far away.

The outside world was too quiet, but it was easy for people to hear the echo from the heart. Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a few minutes, he knelt down and sat down on the steps, holding the guide book he had picked up when he just passed the corridor. Zhao Wuling took a breath of fresh air and opened it out of boredom.

The long page, gilded and carefully bound, introduces Meng Yao's life experience.

Meng Yao, a native of Jingping, is a well-known young painter. He graduated from the Central Academy of Fine Arts with a bachelor's degree, and then went to the University of the Arts London for further studies. He currently teaches at the Central Academy of Fine Arts. His works have been exhibited at the Venice Biennale, the Sydney Biennale, etc. His work "Death" "Moon" won the John Moores Gold Medal, and held a series of theme exhibitions in the " In the Mood for Love " series .

Meng Yao's artistic career can probably only be described as a young success. He became famous in the painting world with "Dead Moon" and was so talented that he was once the highest-ranked painter on the Hurun Rich List.

Zhao Wuling does not need to make a living by selling paintings. Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun almost dote on this daughter, and she has a lot of trust funds and share dividends.

The most expensive painting she sold in London was eight hundred pounds, which was not even enough to buy a dress by Zhao Wuling. The buyer was a middle-class person who didn't know anything about painting. The painting was eventually used to decorate the living room.

But in the most secret corner of his heart, outside the most magnificent art museum in Huaicheng, Zhao Wuling could not help but feel a sense of loss.

Her years were wasted and she had no paintings that could be handed down to the world. The booth in the art museum was reserved for Meng Yao's junior sister.

=== Section 16 === _

Not Zhao Wuling.

In other words, everyone will only discuss Meng Yao's lucky junior sister, not the painter Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling sat on the steps, feeling a little out of breath due to her heavy mood . She stretched out her hand to tear off the advertisement at the end of the guide book, and barely put it on her knees to fold a paper airplane.

Of course she had no right to complain, but she was still so sad that she wanted to cry.

Zhao Wuling tried his best to focus on the paper airplane. Fold, pressing the creases with your palms.

" If you stack it like this, it won't fly very far— "

With her mind wandering, Zhao Wuling didn't notice the movement next to her. A little girl with twin tails was standing in front of her, carrying a backpack. Her voice was timid, but she still swallowed and continued to suggest: " Sister, you should The wings over there are stacked at an angle ..."

The little girl looked at the paper airplane anxiously , looking like she wanted to fold it herself. Zhao Wuling smiled, reached out and handed the half-folded paper airplane to her and asked.

" Do you want to fold it ? "

The little girl blinked but didn't answer. She swayed her twin ponytails and answered the question unreasonably: " Sister, can't you get in too? "

" Can't get in? "

Zhao Wuling kept holding the paper airplane. The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then reached out to take it. Then she sat on the steps next to Zhao Wuling, took apart the paper airplane, folded it again , and explained : " I want to see Meng Yao. I made an advance payment with my mother for many days of pocket money, but the tall uncle at the door said that I needed a letter before I could get in. "

" You want to see her paintings? "

" It's very beautiful. When I look at her paintings, I feel that she is very sad, so the moon is also ... dim. "

The little girl spoke stumblingly because of insufficient vocabulary.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and looked at the little girl with serious eyes. After a few seconds, his mood became much brighter and he murmured to himself: " Then go in and take a look. "

Art belongs to the true little connoisseur.

The little girl pouted and stomped her feet in annoyance: " No, sister, did you listen to me ? If there is no letter, you can't go in. "

" No, it's okay, come here -"

Zhao Wuling reached out and took out the pass from his bag, hung it around the little girl's neck, held her arm and said: " This is the letter. After you read it, just give it to the thin uncle at the door. If anyone If I stop you, just say that Celia gave it to you, okay? "

The little girl held the pass between her fingers , trying to digest the information, and repeated: " Celia ? "

While the two were talking, the rain gradually became heavier. Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and glanced up. Without paying attention, he patted the little girl's backpack and said, " Okay, you can go in now. "

The little girl didn't move and hesitated on the spot: " But sister, I don't have ... I have nothing to give you. "

Her mother told her not to just accept other people's things.

Zhao Wuling smiled, reached for the paper airplane in her hand, shook it, and explained : " You have taught me how to fold airplanes. This is my return gift. "

" Return gift? " The little girl didn't quite understand yet, but she followed suit and talked to Zhao Wuling, " Sister Celia , then I will also give you a return gift. "

Zhao Wuling raised his eyebrows and looked at her curiously.

The little girl shook her head and looked around, then leaned close to Zhao Wuling's ear, whispered to her, and spoke in an innocent tone.

" Sister, there is a very good-looking brother over there who has been looking at you. "

" He's coming. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away without a trace.

Before Zhao Wuling could react, he looked up in confusion and saw silver-white umbrella ribs and a black umbrella surface.

The eyes moved downward, and then there was a handsome face, a straight bridge of the nose, thin and white eyelids, and introverted eyes. Because of the obstruction of the glasses, a small shadow fell on the face.

The bones of the hand holding the umbrella are clearly defined.

The last time they met, she spoke indiscriminately and hit him with a camera. Zhao Wuling instinctively felt embarrassed, and quickly lowered his head, his eyebrows were downcast, and he did not dare to look directly at him.

Jiang also didn't speak, but was slightly possessed, followed by a shadow. Outside the exhibition hall of In the Mood for Love, he blocked the drizzle and late cool breeze, as gentle as a dream.

The umbrella was put aside by the owner. Jiang also reached out and put the suit jacket on Zhao Wuling's shoulders. The lining of the suit still carried his warmth. It was cut in a tall silhouette and had a very light smell of tobacco.

He sighed softly and spoke, as if helpless.

" It's cool and the dew is heavy. "

Her tone was familiar, as if Zhao Wuling had been the one being taken care of in this relationship since she was a student.

The temperature on her body gradually rose, and the warmth in the shaky wind and rain could induce people to cry. Zhao Wuling's long skirt was wrinkled by her movements, and she raised her head.

The tone was aggrieved, even a little bit complaining.

" Jiang Ye, you said you didn't like me last time. "

Then ignore her.

Jiang Ye finally lowered his eyes and looked directly at her, his palm close to her cheek. There was a warmth in his palm that Zhao Wuling missed.

Jiang Ye's eyes glanced at her, and his tone was calm and calm: " Yes, so I'm trying to endure my desire to care about you . "

This was indeed telling the truth. His original plan was to observe her in the dark, but Zhao Wuling was prone to colds when she caught a cold. However, she loved to look beautiful and would not wear more than one coat.

On a cool night, Jiang Ye vaguely showed his attitude. His feelings were always hidden beneath the surface, just like the endless river hidden under the majestic glacier.

Zhao Wuling was a natural lover, and he was keenly aware of Jiang Ye's concession in his words. He pressed his cheek against Jiang Ye's palm for warmth, looked at him with beautiful and affectionate eyes, and his tone of voice softened unconsciously, but he was still delicate and timid. Suggestion: " Jiang Ye, you don't have to be patient. "

Jiang Ye moved his knuckles with a slightly rough touch, as if inspecting her beautiful face, and smiled softly.

baffling.

Zhao Wuling was a little at a loss. He put his hand against Jiang Ye's wrist and his fingertips touched his watch. With a sense of matter-of-factness, he mustered up the courage to speak.

" Jiang Ye, I mean ... can we ... maybe still be friends? "

She doesn't like Jiang Ye who is indifferent to her.

She may not like Jiang Ye now. Zhao Wuling has an almost childlike innocence, instinctively looking for the most comfortable position in this relationship for her.

The air was so silent that one could hear the heartbeat. Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and held the edge of his skirt, waiting for Jiang Ye's answer.

It was dark, and all I could see was his superior jawline, and the exposed neck that was almost sickly white. His expression was hard to distinguish, and he spoke.

" Lingling, we can't be friends. "

The tone was firm and calm.

How to describe the stormy night, the glass house building is brightly lit, she is sitting in front of the steps, the green skirt rhymes with the decadent weather, the skirt skirt is on the steps, like a prose poem spread on the floor.

He sat in the car and saw her thin dress and her shapely white legs hanging on the steps, which was enough to induce a crime scene. When she saw someone talking to her, she easily handed her ID to the stranger.

It's so innocent that it makes you laugh.

The wind and rain came, and her shoulders trembled because of the cold. Then he got out of the car and held an umbrella for her.

In the dim night , Zhao Wuling raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes were prettier than those of a movie star, his lipstick was redder than cherries, and his expression was more captivating than when he was young.

Ignorant, beautiful, and pitiful.

He regretted it almost as soon as he opened the umbrella . He should have waited a little later.

She should wait until the rain wets all her clothes, or she is completely lost and sheds tears, as punishment for abandoning him.

She naturally knew how to make him compromise. She bit her lip in grievance, leaned against him, and asked in an innocent tone if they could continue to be friends.

He had an inopportune memory of eavesdropping on her conversations with her friends when he was young.

The tone of the friend opposite was gossipy and curious: " How does it feel to be in love with Jiang Ye ? "

The young man was so passionate that he pressed his forehead against the edge of the wall, looking forward to his lover's answer.

It was as if one could hear the heartbeat in the silence . After thinking for a while, Zhao Wuling spoke with a complaining tone.

" It's just like that , they're all equally boring, and he's become so annoying recently and doesn't care about my studies. "

Like a wake-up call , Jiang was at a loss. Faced with a problem that he had no choice but to do anything about, he could only try his best to save her. When he returned from the international competition, he picked out a gift for her at the duty-free shop. On the third hour after returning to school, Jiang also received a gift from Zhao. News that Wu Ling dropped out of school and went abroad.

Then there was the outage number , and the classmates' concealment of her study abroad destination.

He gave his whole soul without reservation, but Zhao Wuling regarded it as a decoration on the front of her shirt pocket, as a badge to show off, and as a trophy that she was proud of.

It's hard to cherish when you have it at your fingertips, it's like worn out shoes when you throw it away, it's hard to beg her to look at it.

Zhao Wuling's love and disgust were both contemptuous, and he only cared about a moment of happiness. In the ninth year after being abandoned by her, in the sleepless nights, Jiang Ye vaguely figured out how to get along with Zhao Wuling.

Get close to her, seduce her, make her emotional and passionate, then ignore her, give her the cold shoulder, and keep her curious until she gets bored.

The scarlet color on his fingertips was extinguished, and the opened contract page lay quietly on the table. Jiang also took the pen next to him, and the ink flow almost mistakenly wrote her name.

friend?

Damn friends.

Zhao Wuling, we can't be friends.

Either you love me or shoot me.

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Mr. Jiang 's tactics: approach her and ignore her.

Mr. Jiang 's execution: Wife — my wife is going to catch a cold ( she rushes in with her coat)

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[Marriage first, love later / planned for a long time / powerful people in Beijing × bright beauties]

The first time I met Fu Zeyuan was at a party dinner. Someone occasionally mentioned him during the dinner, with a tone of awe, saying that he was just standing up, winning the power struggle, and firmly holding the family's right to speak, which was extremely valuable.

Xu Chaojin's marriage partner at that time was his nephew, who couldn't be said to be very outstanding, but the younger generation of Lao Qian's family always had no autonomy in marriage and had to make do with it.

While pushing cups and changing cups, he turned around boredly and saw his fiancé exchanging contact information with the female star. Xu Chaojin looked back in disinterest, but his eyes accidentally collided with Fu Zeyuan's.

The dim and unclear light made his face even more handsome, with a bit of scarlet between his fingers, his eyes were deep, and his expression was difficult to distinguish.

Goodbye Fu Zeyuan, it was a cold winter night with snowfall in northern Beijing. Xu Chaojin had just broken up with his fiancé, squatting on the ground in a state of embarrassment, weeping in grievance.

A shadow fell in front of her. A man in a suit held an umbrella for her . In a more dignified manner than others, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Finally, he asked seriously in a calm tone.

" Xu Chaojin, do you want to marry me? "

=== Section 17 === _

Who among the upper-class circles in northern Beijing would not praise Xu Chaojin for her good fortune? When she was born, the family bells rang and the food was cooked, and she was the most favored among her grandchildren. Suisui was her nickname, which was taken from the saying "Every year has a present."

Later, the building was about to collapse, and many people were waiting to see Xu Chaojin's jokes. Before they could wait, they watched Xu Chaojin become Mrs. Fu, and she was even more arrogant than before.

Countless mornings and late nights, Fu Zeyuan's eyebrows and eyes were still noble and unattainable, but his tone was deep, he kissed behind her ear, and called her.

" Sui Sui. "

* With you, every year has its present.

* Marriage first, love later / planned for a long time / powerful people in Beijing × bright beauties

Chapter 14 _ indulge me

◎ Currently I am only preparing to give it to you ◎

" Please Zhao Mingxiu , I was joking when I asked you when you would go bankrupt. I didn't mean to start a business with you, OK ? "

In Lanshui Mansion , Zhao Wuling was wearing a thin knitted top and was sitting on the sofa reading a picture album. He leaned forward to explore Che Lizi and glanced up at Zhao Mingxiu.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes , there is no sign of any mental illness for the time being.

Who knows what's going on.

" I know. "

Zhao Mingxiu smiled, sat on the sofa next to him, pulled out the stems of the cherries for Zhao Wuling, handed them to her, and continued to persuade: " Lingling , it doesn't matter , it's just a name, you can still do it normally Do whatever you have to do. "

Zhao Wuling didn't answer. Zhao Mingxiu shrugged and made a condition: " Didn't you say you wanted a small size Birkin that day? How about all the styles if my cousin buys it for you? "

Zhao Wuling didn't agree with him. She didn't know anything about the business world. More importantly, she didn't want to meet Jiang Ye.

The first few times we met, I almost lost my face.

Zhao Wuling did not agree, and Zhao Mingxiu was more determined than her.

The two were in a stalemate for a while . Zhao Wuling took a deep breath , closed the album , and looked up at Zhao Mingxiu with some seriousness: " Zhao Mingxiu, how much money are you short of investment ? Can I invest for you? "

Don't bother bothering her all the time .

Zhao Mingxiu didn't expect Zhao Wuling to say this , so he stretched out his fingers to show her.

" Twenty million? "

Zhao Wuling bit her lip and thought about it. She felt that it was not a lot. She was willing to spend money to buy a clean house and treat it as a waste of money to eliminate disasters.

Zhao Mingxiu's smile brought out the fine lines around his eyes, and he corrected his cousin: " What are you dreaming about? Two hundred million. "

Zhao Wuling was shocked and retorted: " Are you burning money? "

Zhao Mingxiu smiled and continued to discuss the feasibility of implementing the plan.

" Lingling, two hundred million is no more or less, so I need you to exercise some restraint. "

" Restrain from what? "

Zhao Mingxiu answered: " Well, the haute couture dress that flies to Paris every month, the yacht parked at the port for parties , the jewelry you collect, and the oil painting you took at Christie's some time ago, restrain your attachment to them. Desire. "

Zhao Wuling, who grew up with countless favors, knows that delayed gratification and thrift are world-class problems.

Zhao Wuling was extremely annoyed, the messages were buzzing, and when he turned on his phone, he was bombarded with long voice notes from Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun.

Zhao Wuling's grandfather once destroyed his family to provide relief, and devoted himself to helping the nation's war of resistance and the university's westward migration, which was unparalleled. Later, Zhao Pingbei entered politics, and Zhao Pingnan controlled nearly 50% of Huaicheng's ports, which may not mean that he was favored by his parents.

In this generation, Zhao Mingxiu gave up politics and went into business, and Zhao Wuling also liked art. This ship that had been sailing for a hundred years was vaguely showing signs of decline.

Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun hoped that Zhao Wuling could learn something from Zhao Mingxiu, so that he would not be able to understand the profit sharing contract and be deceived.

Zhao Mingxiu shrugged, not in a hurry, poured himself a glass of water, leaned on his seat and waited for the answer.

The voice strip was too long, so Zhao Wuling read it hastily after converting the text. After being in a stalemate for a long time, she opened the picture album. The special paper was actually a bit heavy. Zhao Wuling didn't care. She unfolded it and covered her face, letting the ink flow. The smell fills the nose.

Zhao Wuling spoke, but the voice coming from underneath the album was still a bit muffled.

"Remember to buy jewelry when Birkin is in stock . "

Jiang Ye's office is in a cool color scheme. There are not many furnishings in the office. Most of them are necessities, such as cold marble, an overly clean and tidy desk, and a computer with a curved screen for easy reading of stocks.

The screen was filled with dense and undulating red and green lines. Jiang Ye reached out and pinched his eyebrows. He glanced at the calendar next to the computer with his peripheral vision. The end of the month was his deadline for Zhao Mingxiu.

A pure white envelope was placed on the edge of the desk. The seal was specially processed. Jiang Ye opened the envelope smoothly after signing the document.

It was very thick, a stack of printed photos, with film negatives attached . Jiang Ye held it in his hand and looked through it one by one.

The photos were taken by a private detective of Zhao Wuling. They were very messy. Most of them were life scenes. It seemed that the luxury store had limited editions. Zhao Wuling went there two or three times in a week.

The photos were obviously taken secretly, but Zhao Wuling is as beautiful as a movie model, and every frame is stunning.

Jiang Ye continued to look through the photos, and Yu Shuang occasionally appeared in the photos, as well as the male high school student Zhao Wuling met when he was at Shenghua Private School.

I don't know how high the sky is, how high it is, how annoying and troublesome it is.

Jiang Ye paused while flipping through the photos, and without paying attention, expressionlessly tore off the part about Lu Zhemao from the photo and threw it aside.

It was at this time that Li Yuanchuan knocked on the door and reported to Jiang Ye.

" Mr. Jiang , the person in charge of Rongxin Technology is here, and Miss Zhao and Director Lin are accompanying us in the conference room. "

Jiang Ye knocked his knuckles on the edge of the table, smiled, and straightened the cufflinks of his shirt as he stood up.

" I see. "

Li Yuanchuan did not leave, Jiang also raised his eyes: " Is there anything else? "

Li Yuanchuan hesitated for a few seconds and finally spoke: " Miss Zhang just came to the front desk and said that you and Mr. Wang were having a party that day and left your suit jacket behind. She came to return your jacket. "

Miss Zhang?

There was Jiang Ye's lounge and wardrobe in the office. Jiang was also choosing a new tie. He vaguely remembered who Miss Zhang was and ordered Li Yuanchuan without hesitation.

" It's gone , just throw it away. "

Wang Zhuosen 's team's game was not good and smelled of perfume, which he didn't like.

Navy blue was Zhao Wuling's favorite color when he was painting in high school . Jiang Ye tied up the tie of the same color slowly and smoothly ordered Li Yuanchuan.

" The photos on the table are also there. "

Li Yuanchuan responded quickly and walked to the table. When he was putting it away, he deliberately looked away and turned the fragments of photos over and put them away.

Jiang Yelin stopped before going out and emphasized: " By the way, use the shredder to dispose of the photos. "

The sound of the boss's leaving footsteps gradually became quieter. Li Yuanchuan was stunned for a few seconds, lowered his head and twisted his head, not understanding how ordinary photos could use a shredder.

In the spacious and large conference room, a cabinet against the wall displays the company's awards and honors. The sunlight refracted through the glass falls on it, making it dazzling.

Zhao Wuling was only a nominal person in charge, and he couldn't understand a contract full of obscure terms, so he sat at the other end of the long red wooden table as a matter of course, watching Lin Xiao and Zhao Mingxiu discuss the details of the terms out of boredom.

She couldn't quite understand, but she probably knew from Zhao Mingxiu's relieved look that the situation was going well.

Too bored, Zhao Wuling reached out and removed the jewelry from the necklace near his neck.

The necklace was ordered when I left London. It cost 50,000 pounds. It was made of high-clarity diamonds and was designed in the shape of a flower.

Zhao Wuling held the flower ring in her hand and held it against the sun. The light spots refracted by the diamonds were faintly imprinted on her face, shining brightly.

This was what Jiang Ye saw when he walked in. He lowered his eyes and walked to the main table as if nothing had happened. The assistant brought in a new contract with ink temperature, and he signed it with a pen.

Fortunately, Lin Xiao had already agreed on the details, because the only visual residue he had was her lips.

After signing the contract, Zhao Mingxiu looked unnaturally in the direction of Zhao Wuling, but Jiang Ye blocked his sight with the contract.

Lin Xiao was a human being, so he sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere, so he smiled and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

" Mr. Zhao, here, we have recently developed a big data financial prediction model. We need your cooperation so that we can conduct specific risk assessments when advancing the project. "

Zhao Mingxiu was led away by Lin Xiao before he had time to discuss. Within a moment, only Jiang Ye and Zhao Wuling were left in the conference room, who didn't know the situation.

Zhao Wuling did not dare to raise his head, pretending to be calm, and opened the chat software to send a text message to Zhao Mingxiu.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on Zhao Wuling's necklace, and he spoke first: " I didn't expect you to come. "

This question is indeed a bit difficult to answer. Zhao Wuling was stunned and explained: " It was requested by my family, not on purpose ..."

I didn't mean to find an opportunity to pester you.

She has so many ex-boyfriends that she can hardly count them all, and Jiang is also a special one, but only to the extent that the eldest lady can ask if they can continue to be friends.

Since Jiang also said he couldn't, she wouldn't pester him.

Zhao Wuling was silent for a moment, bit his lip, and prepared to add: " Jiang Ye, I ..."

" I know. "

Jiang Ye interrupted her, his expression still calm, and he changed the topic with a smile.

" The model data entry takes a long time, I will send you back first. "

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds and then refused: " No, I can take a taxi or ask my driver to pick me up. "

The moment he spoke, Jiang Ye had already walked to her side. He lowered his eyes and could see the top of Zhao Wuling's hair. His tone was a little helpless.

" I still have my suit jacket with you, I'll take it back by the way. "

It refers to the suit jacket that was draped on her outside the exhibition hall .

Zhao Wuling didn't quite understand and asked in a confused tone: " You want to take your coat back? "

Jiang, who is worth hundreds of millions from Zhiyuan Capital, always needs a suit jacket?

Jiang Ye nodded and explained: " Unfortunately, I particularly like that one . "

Cheapskate.

Zhao Wuling glanced at Jiang Ye and wanted to throw something irritably.

This negative emotion continued until He Jiang arrived at the garage. The man's tall figure was just a step away. Zhao Wuling could almost foresee the awkward atmosphere on the journey.

=== Section 18 === _

Annoyed to death, Zhao Wuling stretched out her hand to straighten the hair around her ears. Unable to hold it back, she sarcastically said, " Does Mr. Jiang usually like to send his partner's sister home? "

…

" I'm just preparing to send it to you now . "

His tone was serious and calm, as if he was solving a math problem.

The wind blew through the corners of Zhao Wuling's silk skirt, and Jiang Ye's voice was like a precious ore that had been sharpened.

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Chapter 15 _ indulge me

◎ He has already seen the moon ◎

" I'm just preparing to send it to you now . "

…

The negative emotions and irritability seemed to be vacuumed out in an instant , and the youthful youth faded away . Jiang Ye's occasional frankness made Zhao Wuling feel palpitated.

Silent.

Zhao Wuling pursed her lips, picked up her skirt and got into the car . The air-conditioning in the car was very strong, and the interior was low-key and luxurious, with a faint smell of agarwood.

Zhao Wuling's forearms were a little cold , his body trembled, and he turned up the temperature. Jiang Ye was not even asked, she was as casual as a hostess.

After finishing everything , Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and met Jiang's gaze in the car's front view mirror before he could look away.

Zhao Wuling noticed his movements and was slightly startled.

Jiang was looking at her just now .

The atmosphere inexplicably heated up . Zhao Wuling felt a little moved and did not hide. The disobedient hair fell on her lips. When she pursed her lips and smiled, her hair was stained with lip glaze. She didn't care, and looked straight at her with clear eyes. Jiang Ye in the front view mirror.

Fresh and beautiful, with affectionate eyebrows .

When he was studying abroad , even his Asian appearance did not affect Zhao Wuling's popularity, and he had no failure in the London social circle.

Her beauty nourished her conceited temperament, not to mention Jiang Ye who had been fascinated by her since he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

Furthermore , pretending to be strangers when they meet again on a rainy night is a side proof of his care.

If you can't be friends , try to be her subordinate again .

As if the defeated general had a chance to win again , Zhao Wuling held his breath in the narrow space , his heart skipping a beat , and carefully observed Jiang Ye's reaction.

But no . In the almost ambiguous atmosphere , Jiang Ye averted his eyes, still looking normal and sparse , with his knuckled hands on the steering wheel, the cuffs of his shirt rolled up to his wrists, and asked: " Address? "

…

Got no answer.

Zhao Wuling didn't expect that Jiang could calmly ask questions just now when her face almost froze with laughter.

Disappointment and frustration were written in his eyebrows. Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, relieved his strength in depression, leaned on the car seat with his shoulders, and replied dissatisfiedly.

" Area A of Lanshui Mansion . "

…

There was only silence in the carriage, Jiang Ye had always been taciturn, and Zhao Wuling fell into deep doubts about his appearance.

Zhao Wuling turned around and looked at herself through the passenger window, with loving eyes and cherry lips, as beautiful as ever.

It can't be that Jiang Ye has closed his heart and lost interest in the opposite sex after being initially confused and finally abandoned.

Otherwise it really doesn't make sense.

The vehicle was driving smoothly on the road. When the light turned red, Jiang Ye raised his eyes to look at the front view mirror. Zhao Wuling noticed it and didn't care. He was already embarrassed just now. Maybe Jiang Ye likes to look at the front view mirror when driving.

But Jiang Ye suddenly leaned forward and slowly approached Zhao Wuling. What followed was a faint sense of aggression. Jiang Ye's body had a cold and unmistakable fragrance. The contact between the suit and Zhao Wuling's naked skin brought about Cool to the touch.

From Zhao Wuling's angle, you can see his neatly trimmed hair, thin and white eyelids, and the straight bridge of his nose that he has been aware of since he was young.

Jiang Ye's eyes were restrained and forbearing, and his breathing became heavier for a moment.

Zhao Wuling was startled, intuitively feeling that this was a precursor to kissing. He closed his eyes, not daring to breathe, and blushed all the way from his cheeks to behind his ears.

My mind was so chaotic that I couldn't think seriously, and I only had one thought going over and over again.

Jiang Ye, you lose.

Still couldn't bear it, couldn't bear to kiss me.

Vision is temporarily shut down, making other senses more sensitive.

The imaginary kiss did not come . Jiang Ye's cool and slender knuckles rubbed her cheek. After a moment, he pulled away. The pressure faded and fresh air rushed in. Zhao Wuling opened his eyes tentatively to adapt to the bright light.

Jiang Ye put his hand next to the passenger's side, smiled softly, twirled Zhao Wuling's slightly curly hair between his fingers, and explained his behavior: " There is hair on the face. "

" ah? "

Zhao Wuling reacted for a few seconds before he understood what Jiang was talking about. His ears were even redder than before, so red that they could be painted.

So were you doing her hair just now?

Why were the movements so ambiguous? She thought they were about to kiss.

Jiang also hated it to death.

Before Zhao Wuling had time to answer, his phone dinged first, diluting the ambiguous atmosphere in the air. Zhao Wuling unlocked the phone and read the message.

It happened that the light was green, Jiang Ye stepped on the accelerator, looked straight ahead, his attention seemed to be still on the road, and his tone was normal, as if he was chatting: " Is this your boyfriend ? "

" no. "

Zhao Wuling denied it, shook his cell phone, and replied: " That's right. "

Chen Manyun was a high school classmate of Jiang Ye and Zhao Wuling. He later studied at Tsinghua University and was in the same school as Jiang Ye but in a different department.

The chat record still stops at Zhao Wuling asking Chen Manyun about Jiang Ye. The other party should reply as soon as the experiment is completed and send them one after another.

[ White Horse Club SVIP Miss Chen: Jiang Ye? 】

[ Ms. Chen, SVIP of White Horse Club : He was admitted to the Department of Mathematics in the IMO competition. He used to study partial differential equations with his tutor. The project was quite promising, but I haven't heard much about him since. He seemed to be doing private equity. 】

[ White Horse Club SVIP Ms. Chen: By the way, he never had a relationship when he was in college. 】

The scenery passing by outside the car window became more and more familiar. Zhao Wuling took a deep breath and read the last sentence over and over many times. He observed Jiang Ye with his peripheral vision and couldn't help but speak.

" Jiang Ye ... did you have a girlfriend later? "

The car went around the winding landscape and arrived at Zhao Wuling's residence. Jiang Ye turned off the engine and loosened his tie. He turned his head, looked directly into Zhao Wuling's eyes, and asked, " Are you curious? "

Zhao Wuling avoided eye contact with him and gave herself an excuse: " It's just that Chen Manyun said that you never had a relationship in college, so I just wanted to ask. "

Jiang also looked at her for a few seconds and replied: " No. "

Zhao Wulin paused and asked, " Don't you have any after you start working ? "

The financial circle was so chaotic that Zhao Wuling had heard about it, and Jiang Ye was obviously the best in it. Furthermore, given Jiang Ye's appearance and identity, Zhao Wuling didn't believe that he would not have a girlfriend.

Jiang Yexi, whose words are like gold, said no.

When he was studying, Jiang was just a flower on the high mountains that people rejected thousands of miles away. He was cold and aloof, so that later Zhao Wuling pursued Jiang Ye with great fanfare, and some good people placed bets on when Zhao Wuling would give up.

The result was shocking, and the flower of the high mountain remained cold for a short time, and was soon chased by Zhao Wuling.

So, she is Jiang Ye's only ... date ?

Zhao Wuling lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and said calmly: " Then I'll go up and get your coat. "

Zhao Wuling got out of the car and ran away from Jiang Ye's sight in a panic. He suspected that he had a new problem of motion sickness because his heartbeat was too fast and uncontrollable.

Before the hourly worker aunt had time to clean up, Zhao Wuling was forgetful again. After a while, he reluctantly found Jiang Ye's coat from the room, put it in a paper bag and carried it away.

When he came out of the building door , he saw Jiang Ye beside the car. He didn't hear any movement for the time being. He was smoking sideways. The lighter was held casually in his hand, and the light of the metal was occasionally reflected.

The smoke rose hazily, and Jiang Ye's temperament became more complicated. When he was studying, he wore a white shirt and made the group of young men in Shenghua look vulgar. It is the same now, with his noble and noble temperament after years of accumulation. Calm.

Zhao Wuling was far more curious about him than when he was young.

There was a sound as the high heels fell to the ground. When Jiang Zai raised his eyes and saw Zhao Wuling, he put out his cigarette and threw it away.

Zhao Wuling pursed her lips, walked over and handed him the paper bag containing the clothes, looked at the lighter in Jiang Ye's hand, and asked for words: " Jiang Ye, have you recently ... learned to smoke? "

" without. "

Zhao Wuling exposed him without hesitation: " Liar, I just saw you holding a cigarette. "

Jiang also took the paper bag and put the cell phone into his suit pocket. His voice was a little hoarse and he said, " It's not recently. I learned it in high school. "

He took the initiative to mention his student days. Zhao Wuling felt guilty for a moment and answered dryly: " Really , I didn't see you smoking much in high school. "

Jiang Ye paused and explained: " Because you hate the smell of cigarettes. "

His tone was calm and he was simply stating the facts.

Jiang also saw that Zhao Wuling didn't know how to smoke or take a shower and change clean clothes in the first few hours, because Zhao Wuling liked to stick to him and his nose was very good.

" Oh, " Zhao Wuling blinked, feeling that the topic was developing in an uncontrollable direction, but his mouth was faster than his brain, so he couldn't hold back and blurted out, " You liked me very much in high school. "

As soon as I said the words, something felt wrong, like a resentful woman, as if she couldn't let go. Zhao Wuling realized that he had made a mistake and wanted to escape from the scene of the crime in embarrassment. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at Jiang Ye's reaction.

There was another long silence.

It wasn't until Zhao Wuling raised her head that Jiang Ye looked directly at her. After Zhao Wuling was a little flustered and turned away, Jiang Ye looked away, smiled softly, and answered.

" Yes, I like it very much . "

The calm tone made Zhao Wuling feel inexplicably sad.

She remembered that in high school, Jiang was silent and taciturn, and was not good at expressing emotions. Most of the time, Zhao Wuling talked to himself, while Jiang didn't speak, just watched her quietly.

=== Section 19 === _

Meaningful and affectionate.

The more I want to forget, the more memories flood into my mind frame by frame.

Zhao Wuling had many dates in London . Some of them were from prominent backgrounds. Two generations of their families were members of parliament. Some were Chinese and came from families that monopolized regional industries . There were also men on Twitter who dressed very fashionably . Internet celebrity.

Zhao Wuling occasionally used them as a way to relieve his boredom. Just like that, no matter what kind of people they were, they were very vulgar. They liked her pretty face and her good family background was a bargaining chip for them to endure her bad temper. It was a fast-food love that broke up if they didn't get along.

But Jiang is also different from them .

He indulged Zhao Wuling without any bottom line, almost losing his principles. Zhao Wuling once liked to observe Jiang Ye's sinking look after being kissed by her, as well as his look of patience.

very funny.

The scene changed, and he suddenly remembered that he spent all his scholarship money to buy a necklace for her. He didn't smile, and didn't care about the price. He lowered his head and just asked her if she liked it.

The memory suddenly stopped, Zhao Wuling hesitated, not daring to ask the question in his heart, and finally just whispered it.

" goodbye . "

Jiang didn't hesitate and didn't continue the topic of his high school days. He replied to her: " See you another day . "

It was nearly nine o'clock in the evening when Jiang Ye returned to the company . Huaicheng was still brightly lit at night. Of course, the financial industry did not pay attention to the nine-to-five schedule. The generous salary was worth the time of the elites.

The office floor of Zhiyuan Capital is very high. When Jiang Ye was taking the elevator, he met employees who had finished their late night snacks, and he remembered from their chat that today was the fifteenth day of the Gregorian calendar, the day of the full moon.

When Jiang Ye went upstairs , Li Yuanchuan continued to give a report. At the end of the report, he happened to see the scenery outside the window and chatted with his boss with a regretful tone.

" It's a pity that it's cloudy today and we can't see the moon. "

Jiang didn't say anything, he lowered his head and continued reading the documents.

…

He has seen the moon.

When Zhao Wuling smiled.

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Chapter 16 _ indulge me

◎ It's just that I suddenly want to kiss you. ◎

Outside the hilltop villa , the small pink-white bungalow is planted with precious flowers transplanted from various places . The Dutch color-changing tulips and the Juliet roses that require careful care sway slightly in the wind, blooming richly and gorgeously in the sunshine.

The flowers come from near the equator where there is sunshine and high temperature , so they are not easy to survive. However, because the people living in the villa like them, they expend manpower and material resources and take care of them all year round .

Doctors in white coats surrounded Xie Wanzhi's bed, taking turns asking questions and recording the condition with a splint.

Zhao Mingxiu sat outside the room, looking at the doctors in the room calmly through the glass . He was a little confused about their responsibilities. There were neurologists and physical therapists, surrounding his mother, more like Guarding prisoners.

Before the phone could be put into the coat pocket, the family physiotherapist opened the door from the inside. The smile curve of his lips had been trained, and he made a " please " gesture toward Zhao Mingxiu and spoke.

" Mr. Xiao Zhao, you can go in and see Madam. "

Zhao Mingxiu stood up from the chair , looked at the doctors in white coats coming out of the room one after another , turned around and asked: " How is it? "

Zhao Mingxiu's expression was a bit cold when he spoke . The family physiotherapist was stunned for a moment before answering: " Madam, all physical indicators are maintained very well , but sometimes ... heart diseases require heart medicine. "

The psychiatrists who came to the bungalow for consultation had never had a break-up , and each one had signed a confidentiality agreement that lasted for decades . The physiotherapist really didn't understand that the mayor's wife, whose husband loved her and had an outstanding son, could have any mental illness.

Zhao Mingxiu nodded thoughtfully, exchanged a few more pleasantries, and said politely: " Excuse me, can you let me and my mother be alone for a while? "

" certainly. "

The physiotherapist should recover and leave with a smile.

Zhao Mingxiu took a few deep breaths at the door before opening the door. After entering, he saw Xie Wanzhi resting on the bed.

Xie Wanzhi has a very classical and graceful appearance, with an oval face and willow-leaf eyebrows. Her face is pale due to years of illness, her lips are not pretty, and she is so thin that she can almost be blown away by the wind.

The indoor temperature was a bit too low. Zhao Mingxiu pressed the remote control to increase the temperature. He turned his head and asked in a soft voice: " Is the temperature suitable ? "

Xie Wanzhi stared straight ahead with blank eyes, as if she didn't hear.

Zhao Mingxiu didn't pay attention, and moved the chair next to the bed, sat down, put his hands on Xie Wanzhi's cold hands, and slowed down his speech: " Mom, it's me, Xiaoxiu. "

Xie Wanzhi's eyes moved, as if she was trying to understand the meaning of the words. After a moment, she clenched her hands unconsciously and murmured to herself: " Xiao Xiu, it's Xiao Xiu. "

Xiaoxiu is her child.

" it's me. "

Zhao Mingxiu forced a smile, and Xie Wanzhi reacted for a few seconds, then became a little frustrated and said in confusion: " Where's Lingling? Lingling, why didn't Lingling come? Is Lingling still blaming me? Lingling ..."

He was crying at the end of his words.

Zhao Mingxiu reached out to mute the mobile phone in his pocket, held it tighter, and comforted Xie Wanzhi: " No, Lingling didn't blame you. Lingling said it didn't matter a long time ago. Have you forgotten? "

" She has been a little busy these two days. She will come to see you when Lingling is free. Lingling is not angry with you. "

Xie Wanzhi's condition was more serious than he thought. Zhao Mingxiu's face didn't look good, but he still patiently repeated to comfort Xie Wanzhi.

" Mom, are you feeling uncomfortable now? Do you want to call a doctor? "

Xie Wanzhi nodded blankly, then shook his head again after a few seconds.

Zhao Mingxiu closed his eyes, lowered his tone, and spoke with some uncertainty: " Mom, I don't know if I did something wrong. "

With the capital injection, all the company's projects continued to run in an orderly manner. Zhao Mingxiu could rarely breathe a sigh of relief, but his heart felt like a heavy stone.

With one of the top private equity funds in the industry and a contract worth hundreds of millions, Jiang Ye even made some concessions on the specific terms of the gambling agreement, so of course he had an agenda.

Obviously, Jiang Ye's purpose has nothing to do with money and shares.

He wasn't sure if this was fair to his cousin.

Xie Wanzhi blinked, not understanding much, but her mood improved a little, and she patted Zhao Mingxiu's hand: " Xiao Xiu, it's okay, Xiao Xiu. Xiao Xiu is a good baby. "

Words that comfort a child .

Zhao Mingxiu smiled, and while Xie Wanzhi was in a good mood, he tentatively said: " Mom, do you want to leave here and go abroad to recuperate. "

Zhao Mingxiu has friends in Australia, who can help with visa matters, or in Northern Europe, where the environment is more suitable for Xie Wanzhi's cultivation.

Xie Wanzhi's face had a timidity that did not suit her age, and her voice was very low, as if she was struggling: " I won't go abroad. If I leave, your father will be angry. "

After Xie Wanzhi finished speaking, she nodded again and repeated: " You can't make your father angry. "

Zhao Mingxiu pursed his lips and couldn't hold it back, asking: " What will happen if he is angry ? "

Xie Wanzhi raised her eyes in confusion, shook her head, and said that she was tired and wanted to sleep.

After Xie Wanzhi drank some water, he lay down to rest. Zhao Mingxiu stayed in the room for a while, got up and was about to leave. When he opened the door, he bumped into Zhao Pingbei in the corridor.

Zhao Pingbei hadn't noticed him yet. He was leaning sideways, handling the branches of the roses with the servants. The stems of the delicate flowers were inevitably prickly. After the servant took care of it, Zhao Pingbei was still worried and held the flower branch in his palm to feel it.

The remaining flower thorn pricked Zhao Pingbei's palm, and blood slowly seeped out. The servant apologized nervously. Zhao Pingbei didn't pay attention, wiped off the blood with his fingers, carefully pulled out the flower thorn, and handed the rose to the servant. Man, order.

" Put it in a vase and put it next to my wife's bed . "

The servant nodded , and when Zhao Pingbei wanted to ask more questions, he saw Zhao Mingxiu standing in front of the door from the corner of his eye.

Their eyes met , Zhao Mingxiu bowed his head first and said hello.

Zhao Pingbei nodded. As he approached, he smelled the lingering smell of smoke on Zhao Mingxiu's body. He said with a calm face: " Don't smoke before you see your mother next time . "

Xie Wanzhi is in poor health and cannot smell the smoke.

Zhao Mingxiu's body went stiff before he realized what Zhao Pingbei was talking about, and he quickly responded.

The servant had just left to find the vase, and the father and son parted without any communication.

The last thing Zhao Mingxiu saw before going downstairs was Zhao Pingbei helping Xie Wanzhi tidy up the quilt covering him.

His expression was rare and gentle.

The VIP fitting room is covered with thick carpets, with hangers scattered in the corners, just the right aroma and soft-spoken hospitality from the service staff.

There will be a banquet in two days. Zhao Wuling will be doing the fitting of a high-end skirt in a luxury store . Finally, he will make some personal modifications based on the data to get the skirt.

Yu Shuang happened to have nothing to do, so he accompanied Zhao Wuling to communicate with the designer in the fitting room. The clerk brought freshly squeezed juice. After Yu Shuang thanked him, he observed the surrounding environment.

After thinking for a few seconds, Yu Shuang approached Zhao Wuling with his mobile phone and whispered: " Lingling, can I take some photos and post them on the platform? "

She feels that this subject must be of interest to many people.

It is good for Shuang's account operation, Zhao Wuling didn't think much about it: " Okay, remember to put a sticker on my face. "

Zhao Pingbei held an important position before, but Zhao Wuling was taught to pay attention to privacy since he was a child and did not want to appear in the spotlight.

Yu Shuang nodded neatly and made an OK gesture .

There were many people in the fitting room, including the designer and two translators. It was not convenient for Zhao Wuling to bend down, and there were three or four shop assistants helping to arrange the skirts.

Yu Shuang was speechless while filming, and he thought of a word to describe it—

The stars hold the moon.

What is a real princess?

" Well, okay, let's change it again. I still like the square collar from before. "

Zhao Wuling thought it would match her new necklace just right.

There was a mirror in front of him. As he spoke, Zhao Wuling casually put his curly hair behind his shoulders, straightened out the chain of his necklace, and felt something wrong.

Where is her flower pendant?

=== Section 20 === _

…

The TOP VIP customer lost his necklace. After learning the news, the store manager hurried over and told the store clerk to close the store. In order to protect privacy, the surveillance had been turned off when Zhao Wuling came to the store. There was no other way. A few people could only Searched for a long time.

Still nothing.

It's okay for others, but the person in front of me is the mayor's niece, the daughter of Huaicheng Shipping. The air conditioner in the room was on full blast, but the store manager couldn't stop sweating. The store clerk probably knew that the necklace was valuable, so he looked at each other and didn't dare to speak.

After a few seconds, the store manager said tremblingly : " Miss Zhao ..."

Zhao Wuling bit her lip and interrupted him first: " Forget it if you can't find it. It's not an important thing. Besides, it may not have been lost in the store. It doesn't matter. Please help me find it. I'll wait for you to order afternoon tea." Credit it to my account, thank you for your hard work. "

…

The store manager was surprised, but he didn't expect Zhao Wuling to be so easy to talk to. He wiped his sweat, felt relieved and sent Zhao Wuling and Yu Shuang out of the store with a smile.

Zhao Wuling has been painting at home these days. This is the first time he has gone out, and he came in Yu Shuang's car. On the way back, Zhao Wuling couldn't think of anything, and finally sent a message to Jiang Ye without any hope.

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: Jiang Ye, did I leave any decorations on the car? 】

[ wuling shining: a flower- shaped pendant. 】

Zhao Wuling asked casually. He had already opened the official website and was about to order another one, but his phone dinged and Jiang Ye replied quickly.

[ JY : Yes, I left it in the passenger seat . Are you free at eight o'clock tomorrow night? Come to the company to pick it up. 】

Zhao Wuling didn't expect that the things could be recovered, and his mood improved instantly. Yu Shuang was driving and was stunned when he heard Zhao Wuling say that the necklace was found in Jiang Ye's car.

It should n't be, after so many days, if the necklace had been lost long ago, Zhao Wuling couldn't have noticed it.

Yu Shuang frowned, feeling something was wrong, but after looking at Zhao Wuling's happy expression, he still didn't speak.

Huaicheng is a city near the sea. When the sky darkens, the afterglow of the sunset still lingers on the horizon. The place where it meets the seaside is an orange-red glow. When the birds fly by, their shadows fall on the ground.

The evening breeze blew up the corners of Zhao Wuling's skirt, and then quickly fell down.

This was Zhao Wuling's second visit to Zhiyuan Capital. She did not go upstairs. He Jiang also sent a message and looked up at the towering buildings. Almost all the lights were still on.

Soon, a group of people came out of the building. They were all in suits and leather shoes. Their leather shoes made a slight sound on the ground. They were still talking as they walked out. The twilight couldn't conceal their sense of elitism and high-spiritedness.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and found Jiang Ye, who was crowded in the middle.

Jiang Ye must have just finished his work. He was still wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his suit and tie were a little loose, and he had a calm and handsome face as usual. He was undoubtedly the center of the crowd. People around him also noticed Zhao Wuling one after another. Watch more A few glances.

Zhao Wuling was used to being watched, so he didn't pay attention and shook his phone in Jiang Ye's direction.

The intention is to let him read the news .

Jiang Ye slowed down, said a few words to Li Yuanchuan and the others, and then walked towards Zhao Wuling.

The evening breeze blew slowly, and it was only at this moment that Zhao Wuling discovered that Jiang Ye was very well-mannered, and even looked a little seductive when he wore a suit. However, his expression was cold, and he was too abstinent to go down to the mortal world.

The man's figure slowly approached. Zhao Wuling recovered his thoughts, smiled, and said, " I'll get the pendant , Jiang Ye, thank you. "

Zhao Wuling stretched out his hand, opened his white palm, and wanted to take the pendant.

But no, Jiang Ye approached suddenly, raised his hand, and then picked up the thin chain from Zhao Wuling's neck.

The male aura was strong and aggressive. Zhao Wuling's skin trembled uncontrollably and he instinctively retreated.

" do not move- "

His voice was very clear, and the hand with the watch steadied Zhao Wuling's figure. Li Yuanchuan's group of people seemed to be looking at him, and Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Wuling has endless skirts to wear. The neckline of this one is not too high, revealing her fair and beautifully contoured neck, like a swan.

However, Jiang Ye looked serious, his fingers staying just a few centimeters away from Zhao Wuling's neck, and occasionally touching her skin with his movements.

I don't know if it was Zhao Wuling's misunderstanding, but he acted solemnly and conscientiously. After fixing the pendant, he left. His thin knuckles could barely brush against Zhao Wuling's skin. He didn't move his eyes away, staring at Zhao Wuling.

The ambiguity was so thick that it was suffocating, and the pounding sound was the beating of the heart.

It was obviously a slightly cold metal, but Zhao Wuling felt that the pendant was burning hot.

With the lessons learned in front of him, Zhao Wuling was not so easy to be sentimental. He looked away, took a few steps back, and restrained his voice: " Is there ... any hair on my face ? "

" No. "

Jiang also shook his head and stared at her red earlobes with interest.

He had no intention of explaining , so Zhao Wuling could only ask himself: " Then why are you so close to me ? "

He could only ask himself in his mind - Jiang Ye, why are you so close to her?

The definition of time became unclear. Jiang Ye's Adam's apple twitched slightly. He stretched out his hand to loosen his tie, and his tone was rare and candid.

" It's just that I suddenly want to kiss you. "

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Chapter 17 _ indulge me

◎ Jiang Ye probably doesn't have the ability to catch her yet ◎

" Then what? " Zhao Wuling hugged the pillow and ate cherries. Yu Shuang asked excitedly, " Did you kiss? "

Yu Shuang clicked his tongue and reached for the glass on the coffee table, already sketching out a romantic plot in his mind.

" without. "

At that time, we were downstairs at Zhiyuan Capital, not far away from Jiang Ye's employees , which was certainly not a suitable place for a kiss.

But Jiang Ye's attitude is even more unpredictable.

There was juice on Zhao Wuling's white fingertips. She wiped it off with a tissue. She raised her eyes and looked at Yu Shuang with a confused tone: " Ah Shuang , I don't understand what he means? "

He rejected her one after another and made ambiguous actions.

Yu Shuang propped up his chin and listened to Zhao Wuling's words , hating how hard it was to make steel: " What else is there to say, sister, he's trying to catch you. "

So many love affairs in London are in vain, sister.

Zhao Wuling frowned, bit his lip, and repeated: " Catch me? "

Yu Shuang has a rather " observant " attitude , and plausibly said: " The financial circle is not a clean one . I once met someone who had a falling out with her ex-boyfriend who was an elite investment banker. And about your ex-boyfriend, look. Just wake up ..."

Yu Shuang considered the wording for a long time and defined it: " The temperament of a polite scum. "

Jiang Ye's temperament is indescribably complex , both aggressive and dignified . Yu Shuang doesn't think of him as a simple character.

Jiang also fished for her?

It's unlikely . Even if Zhao Wuling said he wanted the moon in the sky when we were dating , Jiang would just nod and say, "Okay , I'll think of a way."

There is no bottom line , almost blind indulgence.

Besides , Jiang probably doesn't have the ability to catch her yet.

Seeing her troubled look, Yu Shuang didn't know what he was thinking of, so he teased Zhao Wuling: " Lingling, you might as well stay in London. Maybe you are the wife of a congressman now, and she looks more reliable than this gentle scum. "

Zhao Wuling reacted for a few seconds before realizing that Yu Shuang was talking about Allen .

The boyfriend she had in London was a member of Parliament for three generations of his family. He was blond and blue-eyed. Because of his handsome appearance, he had been invited to film. He was a typical British gentleman, gentle and funny.

It was boring. It was too easy. Zhao Wuling lost the novelty after dating for a few weeks, so he broke up hastily and returned to China. It was only later that he learned from a mutual friend that Allen was preparing to propose marriage at that time.

Zhao Wuling had one thought in his mind. Fortunately, they broke up in time. She is a sleepy person in the love game, never satisfied, and escapes before the novelty is exhausted.

Yu Shuang chatted for a few more words, and quickly left to attend the event . After taking a deep breath, Zhao Wuling temporarily put aside his worries and concentrated on painting. After finishing the line drawing, he realized that the paint had bottomed out, so he turned on his phone and called the outside. After the new paint was delivered, it couldn't be mixed to the desired color.

She simply went out and made an appointment to meet Wang Yiqiu in the studio. Wang Yiqiu was still busy when Zhao Wuling came in. She took the opportunity to sit on the chair and wait.

" Okay, of course, of course. Well, I'll treat you to dinner another day. No, no trouble. Let's do this for now. "

Wang Yiqiu was talking to the people at the gallery. After hanging up the phone, she turned around and found that Zhao Wuling was squeezing the orchid she kept in the office.

The thin petals were pinched by Zhao Wuling's fingertips, and the flower branches lowered. The water droplets left on the leaves when watering the flowers in the early morning dripped down, leaving irregular water marks on Zhao Wuling's wrist.

Wang Yiqiu frowned distressedly and stretched out his hand to stop her: " Oh, my eldest lady, why are you pinching it? "

Zhao Wuling let go, smiled when he raised his eyes, and explained: " It looked good to me, so I thought it was fake. "

She smiled slyly, and Wang Yiqiu sighed, lowered his head to look at the flowers that were in disgraceful shape , stretched out his hands to play with the flower pots, and started talking about business.

" The painting "Astringent Fruit" that was exhibited in the Mood for Love some time ago was liked by a gallery and decided to continue to send it to the exhibition. It should be auctioned later. "

What she said was that it was indeed a good opportunity.

Zhao Wuling nodded, his attention still on the orchid. Wang Yiqiu put on a straight face and lectured her: " I know you don't want to rely on your mentor and senior sister, but Lingling, think about it, it's always good to have exposure. You have Didn't read Weibo? "

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes in confusion and said no.

Wang Yiqiu stretched out her hand to pinch her eyebrows. She felt a headache and raised her chin.

Zhao Wuling was still confused and opened the screen of his mobile phone. Meng Yao's In the Mood for Love painting exhibition was closed and it naturally became a hot search topic.

There are not many Chinese painters who have gained international recognition in the field of oil painting , not to mention that Meng Yao was considered a representative figure in her hometown during her artistic formative period.

The entries are simple and clear.

# Mengyao Mood for Love #

Zhao Wuling smiled, praised Meng Yao Studio's promotion, and raised his head in confusion: " What's wrong? Isn't this good? "

Wang Yiqiu suppressed his anger and asked her to continue reading.

Continuing to scroll down, there is a sporadic mix of passers-by and popular science, and the popular related content includes acquaintances from the studio.

PAINTERWEI Congmeng: I went to see Sister Meng Yao's In the Mood for Love art exhibition today . It was very special. I wish all subsequent art exhibitions a complete success! 梦翈MY

=== Section 21 === _

accompanying picture is an invitation to the art exhibition and a photo of myself in front of the painting.

Sister Meng Yao?

The title was quite affectionate. Zhao Wuling smiled and clicked on the comment area.

The comments on Wei Congmeng's Weibo are also very flattering.

save money to buy the moon: Wuhu, dream linkage, the only two painters I follow actually know each other. In addition, the art circle is really rich in beauties.

Cherry : It's hard to get tickets for Meng Yao's internal exhibition . Mengmeng must be a very good person. When Mengmeng holds her own art exhibition, she must buy tickets then!

a netizen: Good afternoon Mengmeng, wow, so beautiful!

…

Wei Congmeng selected a few replies, with an ambiguous tone, saying that invitations were not that difficult to get, which aroused a burst of envy from the little girl.

Being a painter is really humbling.

Zhao Wuling didn't feel much, so she turned off her phone and picked up the small kettle on the table to spray water on Wang Yiqiu's orchids.

Wang Yiqiu clicked her tongue a few times, with a hint of disdain in her tone: " She cut her off halfway through Boyi's booth before and I haven't settled the score with her yet, and now she's trying to take advantage of Meng Yao's popularity. "

" You can do it if you want. After all, you are still Meng Yao's legitimate junior sister. "

Wang Yiqiu took matters into his own hands.

Zhao Wuling yawned and sat obediently opposite Wang Yiqiu, waiting for her to vent her emotions.

Lowering his head , Zhao Wuling tried to enter Jiang Ye's name in the search box last time he posted on Weibo.

Jiang does not have a personal Weibo. The few mentions he made were on the official Weibo of Zhiyuan Capital, as well as the official records of university competitions from a long time ago.

Zhao Wuling slid all the way down and saw Jiang Ye's long gold medal in the mathematics competition, scattered with gold medals in the mathematical modeling competition.

In high school, when he knew little about careers, Zhao Wuling always thought that Jiang would become a mathematician or a university professor.

Zhao Mingxiu said that every other line is like a mountain.

…

So Jiang Ye, why did you get into finance?

In the evening , Zhao Wuling finally adjusted the colors he liked and colored the line draft. The dust could be seen in the air. It was at this time that his cell phone rang.

Zhao Wuling stood up from the easel. The screen of her mobile phone was flashing. The note was the name of the luxury store Sales . She should have changed the dress. She didn't think much, put down the brush and picked it up.

What was said there was indeed about skirts. Zhao Wuling frowned. After hearing this, he was stunned for a few seconds and did not speak for a long time.

There was silence for too long, and the clerk's soft voice came through the mobile phone: " Hello? Miss Zhao, are you still listening? "

Zhao Wuling barely regained consciousness, but Zhao Wuling's voice was still a little floaty.

" Okay, I understand, thank you. "

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Wuling arranged the necklace with her hands. The thin metal chain was next to her fingertips. She remembered the content of the phone call just now.

The necklace pendant was found. The design of the skirt of Zhao Wuling's high-end skirt was too complicated. The pendant fell and got stuck in the folds of the skirt. The clerk just discovered it when she was sorting and ironing the skirt today.

She bit her lip in confusion, took off the pendant from the buckle of the chain, held it between her fingers and observed it carefully.

The shapes of the diamonds and flowers were exactly the same, and since it was a limited edition for the whole of Asia, she had not thought about other aspects before.

Zhao Wuling carefully touched it with his fingertips. The diamond shone brightly in the sun, but there were dents on the back.

Zhao Wuling frowned and turned the pendant over in the next second. The smooth metal surface on the back of the flower was engraved with—

L

Lingling.

Zhao Wuling's initials were the mark Jiang Ye had tattooed on the inside of his wrist when he was young.

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Chapter 18 _ indulge me

◎ Did you kiss like this in your dream ? ◎

In the evening , Zhao Mingxiu found Zhao Wuling in the studio. His long and curly hair was fixed behind his head with a clip. There were dots of paint marks on his apron , and a large area of different colors of paint was spread on the palette.

Zhao Wuling held the brush and applied the background color with a rare seriousness in her movements. Zhao Mingxiu was waiting for her to finish. He was bored and picked up the glass bottle from the table . There was a colorless and transparent liquid in it, which looked a little viscous. .

Zhao Mingxiu smelled something pungent: " Lingling , do you need me to help you pour it out ? "

He suspected that Zhao Wuling's paint had deteriorated.

Zhao Wuling finished laying out the background color , put the brush away , and began to take off his apron . He glanced at it and reminded Zhao Mingxiu: " You 'd better stay away from it first, that one is poisonous. "

The bottle contained turpentine, which is used in oil paintings to dilute paint and reduce saturation.

The smell is pungent and toxic when evaporated.

Zhao Mingxiu reacted for a few seconds and could not move quickly enough to put the bottle back in place.

Zhao Wuling smiled, opened the window for ventilation, and then walked out of the room with Zhao Mingxiu. Zhao Wuling held the entrance to the entrance to change his shoes, took the time to raise his eyes , and talked to Zhao Mingxiu.

" By the way, brother , is aunt okay? "

Zhao Mingxiu calmed down and replied to her: " It's still the same. Sometimes my memory is confused , and I suddenly remember things from several years ago. "

Although the aunt in Zhao Wuling's memory was taciturn , she was definitely not mentally ill . She was often soft -spoken and smiled gently.

After all, it was a matter for the elders. Zhao Wuling couldn't say much, so he turned off the air conditioner in the room and went downstairs with Zhao Mingxiu.

Zhiyuan Capital is very efficient, and the specific plans and capital injection plans have been implemented, requiring Zhao Mingxiu to make some relevant adjustments in the past.

The sun in the distance was setting little by little. Zhao Mingxiu controlled the steering wheel and started the vehicle. Zhao Wuling fastened his seat belt and used the small mirror he brought to look at his messy hair. Something suddenly occurred to him and he asked questions.

" Brother, is it okay if you take me to those meetings every time ? "

…

After a few seconds, Zhao Mingxiu said he didn't hear clearly and asked calmly: " What? "

Zhao Wuling could only frown and repeat word by word: " I said, shouldn't the contract be kept confidential? If I go too, will Zhiyuan have any objections? "

Zhao Pingnan and the others wanted to keep quiet about the confidentiality of the contract they signed.

Zhao Mingxiu could not continue to pretend not to hear, so he cleared his throat and explained: " It's nothing. You and Mr. Jiang are still high school alumni. There must be trust between people, okay? "

His tone was plausible, and Zhao Wuling nodded doubtfully, feeling that if Jiang did this, the company would have problems sooner or later.

…

At Zhiyuan Capital, the refreshing smell of coffee permeates the entire floor. The printer occasionally works, and there are all kinds of data and complicated lines on the computer.

The employees sitting in the cubicle were all in professional attire. On the contrary, Zhao Wuling, who was wearing full makeup, a luxury brand skirt, and every strand of hair showing signs of proper maintenance, seemed a bit out of place.

Many eyes fell on him, but Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention and reached out to tuck his broken hair behind his ears.

Li Yuanchuan waited at the door of the conference room, and quickly led the two of them into the conference room. The air-conditioning in the conference room was turned on fully, and Jiang Ye looked a little cold, listening to the reports from the employees below.

" Mr. Jiang , this is the due diligence of Rongxin Technology's financial report that you have reviewed before, as well as our preliminary adjustment plan. The model prediction is almost done. We have put some data in and run it. If you want to see it, my name is Someone come and demonstrate. "

The secretary took the folder and handed it to the table. Because Jiang Ye paid attention to it, Rong Xin's plan had been adjusted three or four times before.

Zhao Mingxiu simply said hello and naturally sat on the left side of Jiang Ye.

Zhao Wuling touched the necklace, hesitated for a moment, and sat on the other side of the long table in the conference room , the place furthest away from Jiang Ye in a straight line.

Jiang Ye raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Wuling. He lowered his head and looked at the documents with his expression still as calm as usual.

Rongxin Technology's problem is a bit complicated. Zhao Mingxiu doesn't know much about chips, and there is a problem with the company's department structure.

" The department is too complicated, " Jiang Ye put down the document, " Mr. Zhao, the publicity and development department is of little use now. I suggest that only design and manufacturing be left. In addition, the progress of your company's front-end design project team is too slow. , no different from burning money. "

Jiang Ye's words were still euphemistic. In fact, the project team completely regarded Zhao Mingxiu as their scapegoat, and they openly received white-collar salary.

However , Zhao Mingxiu, who has a background in social sciences and humanities, cannot see why the slow progress is excusable.

Zhao Mingxiu looked a little embarrassed, but he was still listening attentively. Jiang Ye suddenly stopped, rapped his knuckles on the conference table, glanced in the direction of Zhao Wuling, and then at Li Yuanchuan.

The latter nodded understandingly , left from the side, had a brief exchange with Zhao Wuling, and then returned.

Jiang Ye casually put the pen in his hand and said, " What? "

Of course I'm asking Zhao Wuling.

Li Mingchuan responded: " Nothing, Miss Zhao wants to drink sugar-free Coke. "

Zhiyuan Capital is one of the top private equity companies in the industry, and its benefits are self-evident. There is no shortage of drinks and cakes in the snack area, but there happens to be no sugar-free Coke.

Jiang Ye listened in silence, loosened his tie, and said in a matter-of-fact tone: " No, then go buy it for her . "

Li Yuanchuan paused and then continued: " Just now, Miss Zhao said ..."

Ms. Zhao is more considerate than her boss and says it's okay if it's not sugar-free.

Jiang Ye raised his hand to interrupt him. Li Yuanchuan sensed his impatience and shut up decisively. When he spoke again, he changed his words to: " Okay, Mr. Jiang , I'll go right away. "

Li Yuanchuan quickly walked out of the conference room. His secretary Lin Wei was a little surprised and asked: " Assistant Li, the conversation is over so soon? "

Li Yuanchuan shook his head and said no.

Lin Wei was going to print documents, and she happened to be on the way with Li Yuanchuan . She glanced at the blurry figures in the conference room, smiled, and gossiped with Li Yuanchuan: " That Mr. Zhao is also interesting, why did he bring his girlfriend with him when discussing business. "

=== Section 22 === _

There's no telling who his girlfriend is, Li Yuanchuan thought to himself, but he still maintained the highest accomplishments of being a secretary and answered in such a way that it was hard to fault: " That is the cousin of Mr. Zhao of Rongxin Technology . "

" I told you, it turns out she is a cousin. "

Lin Wei sighed, nodded with satisfaction after mastering the consultation , and parted with Li Yuanchuan at the document printing office.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when the specific plan was discussed , and the sky turned completely dark, showing a dark blue color.

Lin Xiao reached out and rubbed his brows, signed the document and said tentatively: " Boss, why don't we do this for today ? I think everyone is tired. "

Jiang Ye nodded in agreement, and then stood up. He didn't look tired, and his shirt was still neat.

Finance is a savage jungle without blood, and Jiang Ye is undoubtedly the best hunter in it.

Lin Xiao is a gamer with a lively mind. Just a few days ago, Zhiyuan Capital successfully bought a fund at the bottom of the A -share market . Of course, the main beneficiary was Jiang Ye, but everyone here also got a lot.

" Boss, we haven't celebrated a few days ago, why don't we go and relax today, " Lin Xiao still put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, as if he thought of something, and added, " By the way, Mr. Zhao and Miss Zhao can also come together, just in time. Familiar and familiar. "

No matter how big the deal is , it must be discussed over the wine table. Zhao Mingxiu has no objection.

Lin Xiao patted Zhao Mingxiu on the shoulder and turned to Zhao Wuling: " Miss Zhao, are you willing to give me a favor? "

Zhao Wuling had never listened to the Book of Heaven for such a long time since graduating from college. He reluctantly stood up holding on to the table. After hearing Lin Xiao's words, he thought thoughtfully, smiled, and asked Jiang Ye the question.

" I have to ask Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, do you want me to go? "

…

In the silence, Jiang Ye stretched out his hand, adjusted the cufflinks of his shirt, and responded calmly: " Of course. "

The place was chosen by Lin Xiao, and of course it was not serious. When you enter the bar, you will see a swaying dance floor and chaotic feasting.

A group of people walked towards the booth, and the colorful lights shone on Zhao Wuling's face, which was stunning even in the dim light. Lin Xiao glanced away and looked away. After a few seconds, he frowned and said in confusion: " Miss Zhao looks familiar. . "

Zhao Wuling felt a little confused and replied: " We met when we signed the contract that day. "

There is no need to be so forgetful.

No , it's not a contract signing. Where have you seen it before?

Lin Xiao thought about it for a long time, but couldn't remember it, so he explained with a smile: " That's because Miss Zhao is beautiful, maybe she looks like a female star. "

It's so baffling that it doesn't even make sense to strike up a conversation.

…

Not long after he sat down , Jiang Ye made an excuse to leave. After a while, Zhao Wuling also smiled and said that he was going to the bathroom.

The long corridor was dim with no end in sight , and the noise seemed to be separated by a membrane. Zhao Wuling held on to the edge of the wall and approached.

Jiang Ye stood on the other side against the wall , wearing a white shirt tucked into suit pants. He looked dignified in the sensual place. Before he could light the cigarette on his lips, he saw Zhao Wuling in front of him.

Jiang Ye looked a little surprised , but he didn't speak and waited quietly.

In the silent atmosphere , Zhao Wuling smiled first.

" Jiang Ye, let's talk? "

Jiang Ye looked calm and asked , " What are you talking about? "

" Well -" This question was a bit difficult. Zhao Wuling smiled so much that the pear dimple on the left side of his face was revealed, his eyes curled up, and his tone was nonchalant, " Let 's just talk about topics that ordinary alumni can talk about . "

Jiang didn't say anything , and silence often means connivance.

" Maybe we can talk about something else. " Zhao Wuling finished speaking to himself , walked closer, and finally tilted his head . The hair beside his ears was scattered on his shoulders and neck. His tone was unconsciously ambiguous, and he asked Jiang Ye, " You Tell me, ex-boyfriend. "

Jiang Ye stood in the dim light , his expression difficult to discern.

Zhao Wulin paused and said, " Jiang Ye, the necklace is not cheap, right? I remember that their brand rarely customizes it for customers. "

Since she's here, she naturally doesn't need a lighter. Jiang also put away the cigarette case and said calmly, " Is it the necklace? It just returns to its original owner. No thanks, Miss Zhao. "

Zhao Wuling used to admire him for being aloof and unwilling to go down to the mortal world, but now he hates that he is still as dignified as ever and has learned how to whitewash his peace.

Jiang Ye was much taller than her. Zhao Wuling leaned against the wall, raised his head, and tugged on Jiang Ye's tie. Jiang lowered his head unconsciously and got closer in his breath .

Zhao Wuling tilted his head, bit his lip and came close to Jiang Ye's ear, exhaling Ruolan.

" Really ? It's back to its original owner. Strangely enough, I found the necklace later. "

Jiang Ye probably understood something. He raised his hand to straighten the messed up tie and lowered his eyes: " That's a coincidence. Miss Zhao is very lucky. "

Zhao Wuling was irritated by his calmness, and he was so frank that he was almost naked : " Jiang Ye, I said I know, do you have to admit it if I put the L engraved on the back of the necklace in front of your eyes? ,Um? "

In the silence , Jiang did not speak.

Zhao Wuling bit his lip and continued: " Jiang Ye, you obviously still like me, but you dare to say that you don't like me. You haven't thought about me, my kiss, my lips, you look into my eyes in nine years. Say no, I will leave the next second. "

…

For a long time, Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and answered the question incorrectly : " It's hard to forget you. I'm trying to learn to let go. "

I could n't forget her kiss, and I couldn't forget her later leaving without saying goodbye, so I started drinking alcohol and taking drugs. I was in so much pain that I tried to stop my love with resentment.

This is her method, her sweet words will soon become a sharp knife that can cut your throat, and she will abandon you soon after she gets you.

There is no way to forget.

Jiang Ye has never been good at expressing emotions, and his tone is rare sincerity when he speaks.

Zhao Wuling bit his lip, tears streaming down his face, and he said with a little cry: " But Jiang Ye, I don't want to let go. I miss you very much. I dreamed that you kissed me. "

The subconscious mind does not lie.

She doesn't like the cold Jiang Ye, she wants him to kiss her, kiss her, and still bow down to her.

In the dim environment, she opened and closed her lips and said, "But Jiang Ye, I miss you very much."

How to explain the sudden collapse of reason.

Jiang Ye lowered his head , pinched Zhao Wuling's chin in the palm of his hand, and kissed her passionately, without any skills or tactics, just purely occupying her lips and teeth, robbing her of the oxygen in her mouth.

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly realized what he was doing. He put his hand on Jiang Ye's neck and responded to him. His movements were too hasty and he was caught by Jiang Ye's tie.

Confused and fascinated, Jiang Ye retreated first as his lips and teeth intertwined.

Zhao Wuling was still immersed in lust , raising his head and breathing rapidly. No matter how expensive the lipstick was, it was smudged, leaving ambiguous red marks on his lips.

Jiang Ye's hand with the watch on it held her chin, lowered his head, and his slightly cool fingertips slowly passed over her skin, as if he were on a tour inch by inch. The skin met, and he patiently wiped away the traces on Zhao Wuling's lips. .

Zhao Wuling half-closed his eyes and felt the ends of the hair on his face, a strange feeling that seemed to be itchy but not itchy.

The light flickered, leaving an afterimage on the side of her face. Zhao Wuling couldn't stop breathing, which made Jiang Ye, who was watching her, chuckle.

After a while, I heard him ask.

" Did you kiss like this in your dream ? "

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Chapter 19 _ indulge me

◎ Just a kiss ◎

You can vaguely smell the smell of tobacco in your breath , and Jiang Ye has a refreshing fragrance. Zhao Wuling is still a little dizzy. He slowly calms down his breathing , raises his hand, picks up Jiang Ye's tie, observes it for a few seconds, and then speaks.

" I don't like this piece . Don't bring it to me again . "

In a matter-of-fact tone, Zhao Wuling herself didn't realize how arrogant she was, and the bad temper she naturally revealed seemed to be determined that the person in front of her would be tolerant.

The kiss had been intense just now , but Jiang Ye's white shirt was still neat and wrinkle -free . His expression had returned to normal and he didn't answer.

Zhao Wuling didn't care, Jiang Ye's silence meant connivance. In addition, according to her observation, Jiang Ye's feelings seemed to be quite awkward.

No matter when I was studying or now.

Separated by a wall , there was still noisy outside. Zhao Wuling leaned against the wall with his shoulders and back . After a few seconds , he lowered his eyes and stretched out his hands to straighten the folds of his skirt .

When he raised his head again , he noticed Jiang Ye's gaze and smiled at him.

Zhao Wuling's beauty has always been dynamic, with a flawless face , eyes as moving as the ocean waves , and a smart smile.

Jiang Ye had no expression . The lipstick on Zhao Wuling's lips still remained on his fingertips , with a delicate texture. He nodded, put his hand into his pocket, turned off the vibrating cell phone, and said: " Let 's go, it's time to go back. "

Bypassing the bar's resident singer and the feasting, there was a bartender showing off his skills at the bar, and blue-purple flames shot up, occasionally attracting exclamations.

Zhao Wuling's face was still a little hot, and he pursed his lips when he walked near the booth, a little worried that Zhao Mingxiu would see the clues.

Facts have proved that she was completely worried. Her immediate boss was not around, and Lin Xiao was a veteran at having fun. The atmosphere was unusually lively, and the wine she opened was not ordinary. A small amount of red wine was spilled on the table, and a small cup of white wine was poured upside down. In the beer glass, Zhao Mingxiu's face was slumped and he was drunk and unconscious.

Zhao Wuling still felt a little guilty and deliberately sat down a few seats away from Jiang Ye, lowering his eyes to look at the colorful light spots reflected by the translucent coffee table.

Next to him was the risk control officer of Zhiyuan Capital. He looked at Zhao Wuling calmly and said with a smile: " Miss Zhao, do you want to drink? "

The background sound was so noisy that Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds and then shook his head.

Her wine taste was terrible, and in the end she just poured a glass of red wine, which was not enough to get tipsy.

The red wine didn't taste mellow enough. Zhao Wuling took a few sips and then put down the glass. He half-closed his eyes to rest, feeling the people around him coming and going as he breathed, followed by Mr. Jiang with a low voice.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and realized that the person next to him had unknowingly turned into Jiang Ye.

Perhaps it was too hot, so Jiang also took off his tie and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.

A large part of Jiang Ye's temperament comes from his superior physical appearance, and his eyebrows that can catch people's attention in the dim light. He leaned forward and got closer.

Zhao Wuling dodged instinctively, causing him to chuckle.

Jiang Ye held a stack of cards with his thin knuckles and asked Zhao Wuling in a natural tone: " Do you want to play cards? "

It was boring at first, so Zhao Wuling nodded.

The sound, color, dogs , horses and light images were temporarily isolated. Jiang also lowered his head and cut the cards smoothly, and the special black and gold playing cards were shuffled between his fingers.

=== Section 23 === _

A few seconds later, Jiang Ye handed the cards to Zhao Wuling.

When Jiang Ye handed the cards, the back of his hand barely brushed against her forearm. Zhao Wuling felt as if the place next to her was burned, and felt that she was making a fuss.

It's not like I haven't talked about love with Jiang Ye before, so why am I so entangled in these minutiae now.

Zhao Wuling smiled, drew a card from Jiang Ye's hand, and turned it over.

The cards were beautifully designed, and Zhao Wuling saw clearly that it was the three of spades.

The movement stalled for a few seconds, but Jiang Ye still didn't move away. Zhao Wuling raised his eyebrows and raised his chin, signaling Jiang Ye to take the card.

Jiang didn't move and said, " Pull another one . "

Zhao Wuling didn't realize it, and wanted to remind Jiang Ye that the rule of playing cards is that each person draws one card.

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, raised his eyes to Jiang Ye, and continued to draw cards.

Should I say she was very lucky, another three of spades.

Jiang Ye still didn't speak. Zhao Wuling pressed his fingertips on the edge of the card, moved closer, and spoke to Jiang Ye: " Would it be a coincidence if I drew another three of spades? "

Jiang Ye 's eyes behind the lenses remained calm and he smiled: " Then give it a try. "

The bassist's performance of the band not far away suddenly came closer and closer, and Zhao Wuling turned over eagerly—

A little disappointed, just an ordinary Ace of Spades .

His wish failed, Zhao Wuling reacted for a few seconds before he realized something was wrong and held all three cards in his hand.

Two threes of spades, one ace of spades , cards of the same suit in the correct order.

March 31st is her birthday.

It was impossible for Jiang not to know that Zhao Wuling's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he suspected that Jiang Ye was deceiving her because he had never been in love.

Including the brief kiss in the corridor just now, he is a bit too skilled in love affairs between men and women .

…

Zhao Wuling stretched out his hand, put the cards on the table, and used the back of his slightly cold hands to cool his cheeks.

She was unhappy , and of course Jiang Ye didn't react at all. They were all a little disinterested, and Jiang Ye put the cards aside casually.

Absolutely boring .

The excitement lasted until late at night, and Lin Xiao was a little drunk. He stood up dizzy and said that there was a group meeting in the morning and he should go back early to rest.

Of course, Jiang Ye paid the bill, and the sober people were busy distributing the money, preparing to send the drunkard home.

Lin Xiao managed to speak more coherently and greeted Zhao Wuling: " Mr. Zhao, I will arrange for someone to take him to the hotel first. "

Zhao Wuling nodded and said it was troublesome.

The bartender quickly came over to count the bottles. He saw the cards on the table and was about to put them away. He was interrupted the next second and Zhao Wuling put away the three cards.

" Hey, miss, that's not allowed ..."

What else did the waiter want to say?

Zhao Wuling raised his index finger to his lips, made a " shush " gesture , took out the banknotes from his bag, and placed them in the waiter's hand.

Two or three hundred-dollar bills were enough to buy many boxes of playing cards. The waiter was stunned for a few seconds, put it in his apron pocket in confusion, and continued cleaning.

How strange, she thought.

How could such a wealthy and beautiful guest steal a few cards?

As he was talking, the crowd in the bar increased. It was late at night, and the excitement had just begun. Zhao Wuling walked towards the bar, and was a little unsteady due to the crowd pushing him.

After Jiang Ye finished paying, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and stretched out his hand to support Zhao Wuling.

" Thanks. "

Zhao Wuling lowered his head and saw Jiang Ye's thin and white wrist. There was a watch on his left hand. It was certainly not the unknown brand of mechanical watch from his student days.

From an unknown poor student to Mr. Jiang of Zhiyuan Capital, Jiang Ye has given and received much more than meets the eye.

Zhao Wuling didn't know what he was thinking of. He sniffed and suddenly spoke.

" Jiang Ye, is your tattoo ... still there? "

That L. _

Chen Manyun said that Jiang Ye almost failed the physical examination recommended by Tsinghua University.

Jiang also put his wallet into his suit jacket pocket and said without pausing, " It's not here anymore. "

Zhao Wuling bit his lip, wanting to shed tears again, and asked, " Was it ... washed off ? "

As he spoke, he felt that he had made a mistake. Of course the tattoo had to be washed off. After nine years, who would keep a tattoo of the name of his ex-girlfriend who abandoned him.

Jiang Ye's face was hidden in the shadows. After a moment, his eyebrows relaxed and his tone was somewhat self-deprecating: " Zhao Wuling, I am not seventeen years old anymore. "

The seventeen- year-old Jiang was also an emotionally simple fool, and he forgave her time and time again for being mean and not caring about him.

Zhao Wuling was eager to win and contradicted him: " But you were still kissing me just now. "

The kiss was much harder than when I was seventeen.

…

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, his eyebrows were deep and clear in the night, and his voice was hoarse after drinking alcohol.

" Lingling, it's just a kiss, that's all. "

After a long time, he returned the original words.

Jiang also rarely recalls the past, his extremely controlling and oppressive parents, the inescapable humidity during the rainy season, and the bizarre nightmares.

He is very good at taking exams and playing the role of a model student. He defines himself after being praised many times.

Mathematics was one of his few hobbies. He would reason about dense numbers and complex graphics little by little, peeling off cocoons and thinking in the dark.

In my memory, the sky is almost lead-grey, as if it has been severely polluted. In theory, it is almost impossible, because Huaicheng has been undergoing transformation and development for decades and has never been a gathering place for heavy industry.

Occasionally , colors will appear in the memory. Looking back carefully, they all have something to do with Zhao Wuling. Every frame in which she appears is like a photo that has been developed and cut off from oxygen. No matter how many years pass by, it remains as vivid as ever.

…

Shenghua Private, in the spring season of March, the weather has not completely warmed up yet. The French plane trees on the roadside have grown huge canopies to block the sun, shining on the ground like broken glass.

It was the second semester of the first year of high school, and the head coach of the Olympiads overcame all objections and allowed Chen Manyun and Jiang, who were only freshmen at the time, to participate in the International Olympiad with the team.

Jiang Ye performed steadily and won both the individual and team gold medals as scheduled. However, Chen Manyun made a miscalculation in the physics experiment part of the team competition, leading to failure.

Doubts and rumors ensued. All of Chen Manyun's abilities were denied, and her place in the competition was believed to be the result of bribery from her parents.

Gossip is enough to kill a young girl whose mind has not yet fully matured.

Jiang Ye naturally heard about the fuss, but he just felt bored .

He had also read the question. The calculation steps were complicated and logical. The team asked Chen Manyun to be responsible for nearly one-half of the reasoning and calculations. She was not an AI , so it was understandable that she made a mistake in her panic.

The world is too good at destroying gifted people.

Chen Manyun was frequently absent from school at first, and then dropped out of school altogether. Jiang also watched the farce with cold eyes. The only variable was Chen Manyun's good friend, Zhao Wuling.

The bad student who always shortened Shenghua's uniform skirt and had a slight pear dimple on the left side of his face when he smiled. He looked casual and didn't care much about anything.

When they last met, Zhao Wuling came up to observe him carefully, pursed his lips and nodded. After a few seconds, he said seriously: " Jiang Ye, I decided to chase you from today on. "

…

There is no reason, and the eldest lady is not sincere in pursuing someone. , three days of fishing and two days of drying the net. Except for the first two days when he was more active, his enthusiasm soon faded. Zhao Wuling spent most of his time hanging out with his friends. Occasionally, he would go back to school to visit Chen Manyun. While chatting, I asked Jiang Ye a few questions.

The content of the chat was straightforward - " Hello Jiang Ye, can you be my boyfriend today ? "

Jiang didn't agree . He knew that Zhao Wuling's interest in him mostly came from curiosity and appearance.

Soon it will recede like the tide.

When they met again , they were in the corridor of the teaching building. Zhao Wuling's eyes were red from crying, and her uniform shirt was stained by the cardboard box she was holding. She didn't care, she kept her expression down, immersed in her emotions, and went straight Pass him.

Jiang was also a little surprised because Zhao Wuling did n't ask him today, whether he could be her boyfriend.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of the physics materials and exercises in the cardboard box on Zhao Wuling's chest. Zhao Wuling would not be interested in these. They should belong to Chen Manyun.

This was somewhat beyond his expectation, because Zhao Wuling had many bad friends, and he thought Chen Manyun was the same, but the result was exactly the opposite.

That was Zhao Wuling's true friend.

It was also the first time that he discovered that she looked beautiful even when she cried.

Different from his usual arrogant posture, Zhao Wuling's beautiful eyebrows were drooped, and his fair and translucent skin seemed to have been washed by the sea tide, giving it a rare and precious sense of fragmentation.

In the second half of the semester, Chen Manyun hardly came to school. Zhao Wuling still retained his previous habit of staying alone on the floor of the competition office after skipping classes.

After the competition coaching, the entire corridor fell into silence. She was wearing exquisite lip gloss, and she was so beautiful that she looked like she had been applied with a thin halo filter by the sun.

Zhao Wuling sat on the steps, beside him was an unfinished orange soda bottle, scratching the railing beside the stairs with his fingers in boredom.

Out of boredom , Zhao Wuling looked up when she noticed the clean shoes of the person parked in front of her.

When she saw Jiang Ye, she showed no expression and greeted him lazily: " President Jiang , good afternoon. "

Casual tone.

Jiang Ye remained silent, and Zhao Wuling spoke without any hope as if he had completed a clock-in task.

" Jiang Ye, can you be my boyfriend today ? "

Jiang Ye shook his head, and Zhao Wuling smiled carelessly. When he was about to get up, he heard the chatter from the stairs below, which gradually became clear to his ears.

Someone urged in a rough voice: " Hurry up -"

The boy following behind me climbed the stairs and observed: " Brother Wang, are you sure no one on this floor can play games? It looks so formal to me, it looks like a place to study. "

" It must be okay, my sister said it. She is in the same class as Chen Manyun. She said that all their competition students are on this floor, and it will basically be over at this time. "

The younger brother made a sound and nodded convincingly . He didn't know what he was thinking of: " Hey, Brother Wang, are you telling the truth about Chen Manyun? "

The person who was called Brother Wang was still carrying a schoolbag. He gestured breathlessly and rested against the wall.

" Really , our dean must have received money from her family, otherwise with his dead salary, how many years can he afford to buy a house in Huanjing? "

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" Brother, you know this, you are well-informed. " The younger brother looked admiring.

Brother Wang was a little addicted to blowing , and continued to squirt under the adoring eyes of his younger brother: " What's this? Let me tell you another exciting one, do you know our student council president? "

The younger brother didn't study much , so he thought for a long time before he found the corresponding character in his mind, and asked: " Jiang Ye? "

There was only a few meters of space. The moment Zhao Wuling heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Ye. .

The boy's clothes were excessively neat, and his expression was neither sad nor happy.

The conversation downstairs continued. Brother Wang finally had a rest and spoke while holding on to the stairs.

" Jiang Ye's parents seem to be getting divorced. His father has a wife and children outside. The children are almost the same age as Jiang Ye. His mother refuses to leave, saying she wants that woman to be a mistress for the rest of her life. "

" Fuck, he 's so crazy. But yes, Jiang Ye has a gloomy face every day, and his mental state is ..."

Before he finished speaking, he quickly shut up because when he walked around the corner of the stairs, he saw Zhao Wuling and Jiang Ye on the stairs.

Brother Wang's face suddenly turned pale, his lips trembled, and he looked at Zhao Wuling and said, " Sister Zhao ..."

A few days ago, someone said something about Chen Manyun in front of Zhao Wuling at the dinner table. While they were still eating, this lady asked someone to overturn the table.

The attitude is very obvious, everyone should not have a good time.

It was the same now. Zhao Wuling picked up the unfinished soda bottle next to him and threw it into the face of the person opposite.

Brother Wang didn't dare to say a word. He stretched out his hand to wipe his face and picked up the schoolbag on his hand : " Sister Zhao, I'm sorry, I really owe you. Please forgive me this time. I won't do it again in the future." I dare not say anything about Sister Chen. "

Zhao Wuling asked him with a cold face: " What else? "

What else?

The person opposite was stunned, and the younger brother pushed him. Brother Wang finally realized that he had just talked back to someone, but he was a little shocked: " Sister Zhao, do you have any other instructions? Haven't I already apologized? "

Do you want him to apologize to Jiang Ye? Why did the gossip he heard was that Zhao Wuling had been chasing Jiang for a long time but he didn't chase him. Logically speaking, he should have given up long ago.

Zhao Wuling had a cold face and smashed the empty soda bottle out. The person on the other side did not dare to hide. He groaned a few times and endured it. The soda bottle made a loud sound when it fell to the ground and rolled away.

Zhao Wuling's face became even more impatient and he cursed: " Are you sure you've apologized ? What does your family care about you? I'll let you talk nonsense. "

Zhao Wuling usually doesn't do anything, but she is not someone to be trifled with, let alone asking Yang Chengyu to work hard for her as a thug.

The two of them did not dare to neglect, they apologized to Jiang Ye respectfully, and after getting Zhao Wuling's permission, they left without stopping, going downstairs in a hurry.

Zhao Wuling held up the railing and called people: " Hey, stop. "

The two people below didn't dare to move. They froze in place and raised their heads.

Zhao Wuling occasionally had a few strands of hair floating outside and spoke unreasonably.

" You are in Class 5, right? Let me tell you, as long as I hear the mess you just said in school, no matter who I heard it from, it will be on you. "

…

After they both left, the corridor fell into silence again. The wind blew the thin white curtains near the window and swayed, and the orange glow swept in.

Jiang Ye remained silent in the farce just now, like an outsider. Zhao Wuling thought his reaction was quite novel and interesting, so he teased him.

" Hey, Jiang Ye, do you think I'm pretty powerful? Just like -"

Zhao Wulin paused and racked his brains before he came up with the name of his childhood cartoon: " Same as Sailor Moon . "

Jiang didn't say anything. Zhao Wuling lowered his head, stepped on the soda bottle with the sole of his shoe, rolled it back and forth, and talked to himself.

" Don't tell me , the quality of this soda bottle is quite good, it's not even broken. "

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and suddenly said thank you.

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds, then she rolled her eyes and responded with a smile. She was still immersed in the glorious deeds of her hero saving the beauty. Although the gender was somewhat reversed, she felt that it was not a big problem, so she continued to speak.

" Jiang Ye, don't listen to them. That guy named Wang is talking nonsense and starting to spread rumors. He can run away from the train with just his mouth. "

What a pity, Jiang Ye thought to himself.

Unfortunately, it was not a rumor . Jiang Ye lowered his eyes. He was young after all, and it was inevitable that he would look embarrassed after being knocked into his house . He was interrupted by Zhao Wuling before he could speak.

" It doesn't matter , Jiang Ye, you don't need to explain. I'm just treating it as a rumor. "

Before she could finish her words, Jiang Ye's jaw tightened and he looked directly at her.

Fresh eyebrows and eyes are only beautiful.

…

He stared at it for so long that Zhao Wuling thought there was dirt on his face, so he rubbed it with the back of his hand, and said in confusion, " President Jiang , you look at me so strangely. "

Jiang also quickly looked away, lowered his eyes, and said it was nothing.

At that moment, he gave his heart without reservation, sincerely like a believer , and became her servant.

In addition to mathematics, he was of course also very good at patience, trying his best to suppress his feelings for Zhao Wuling, just like an out-of-control person who dared not approach a delicate rose for fear of withering.

But Zhao Wuling ran into him recklessly.

On a dim summer evening, Zhao Wuling suddenly appeared. She had just climbed over the wall from the outside and came in just to try her luck. When she saw Jiang Ye in the classroom, she spoke with some confusion.

" Hey, Jiang Ye, they said today is your birthday? "

The news was obtained by someone who was playing with Zhao Wuling and used to please her. Zhao Wuling also vaguely heard about Jiang Ye winning the competition, but he didn't mention it.

First of all, the eldest lady has no interest in studying. If someone told her that Jiang Ye got 703 in the last joint entrance examination , Zhao Wuling would only sincerely sigh, so the full score is not 700 points.

Secondly, Jiang was also wearing a white shirt that day , with his head lowered, and you could vaguely see the veins tied in a Windsor knot around his neck, which was a bit ... too pretty.

Zhao Wuling wore patent leather leather shoes with a slight heel and walked in from the back door of the classroom. He lightly kicked the legs of the chair where Jiang Ye was sitting. His voice was delicate and he repeated impatiently.

" Jiang Ye, today is not your birthday. Aren't you going home ? "

Birthdays are one of the most anticipated days for Zhao Wuling every year. Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun got such a precious daughter in their late teens, and they love her like pearls. Every birthday, the Zhao family will hold a family dinner, followed by orchestra performances and Zhao Wuling My favorite part of opening gifts.

In the evening, Huaigang will start setting off fireworks, which are grand and gorgeous and last all night long.

Referring to others, Zhao Wuling thought Jiang would also go home to celebrate his birthday.

But no, Jiang also put down his pen, opened another exercise book, and explained: " It's not my birthday. "

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother classified birthdays as fun things that would affect Jiang Ye's state.

There is no need to celebrate or look forward to it, Jiang Ye just needs to be a model student with both good character and academic performance.

But a birthday?

Zhao Wuling frowned, not knowing what to say. That was the first time she felt Jiang Ye was a bit ... pitiful.

The eldest lady quickly reacted , stretched out her hand, closed Jiang Ye's book casually, and made a suggestion.

" Jiang Ye, stop studying. They say you are far ahead of the second place. What's the point of reading every day? Do you want to eat cake? I'll take you to have a birthday cake. "

She also really wanted strawberry cream cake.

Jiang Ye's face was hidden in the shadows created by the sun. Looking up, you could see the collar of her untied shirt, and the smudged lip gloss was a delicate color.

She didn't like him because of his grades, and Jiang was surprised by this discovery.

What is Jiang Ye still thinking about?

He thought that today was the day of his birth and he should get some reward from God.

Zhao Wuling was equally surprised because Jiang also changed his usual cold attitude and said yes.

The two of them went to the cake shop in front of Shenghua Private House. Birthday cakes needed to be ordered in advance. Zhao Wuling swallowed while looking at the ready-made strawberry cake in the window.

After a few seconds, Zhao Wuling turned around and said, " Jiang Ye, you like strawberry cake very much, right? "

Jiang Ye was silent, took out his wallet to pay, and said yes.

That day was Friday, and classes at Shenghua Private School ended early. The entire campus was quiet. Zhao Wuling was holding a cake, and He Jiang was also sitting on the bench.

Zhao Wuling conjured a candle and a lighter from nowhere, and inserted it on the cake with great enthusiasm. The lighter was lit downwards. She was a little bit burned by the temperature. After lighting the candle, she threw the lighter aside.

Jiang didn't say anything, so Zhao Wuling pushed him and urged him.

" Jiang Ye, hurry up and make your birthday wish. "

Jiang Ye remained silent. Zhao Wuling did not force anything. He closed his eyes and clasped his hands together in a prayer gesture: " Jiang Ye, then give me your wish and I will make it for you. "

He didn't say anything, Zhao Wuling just closed his eyes and made a wish, as piously as if it was his own birthday party.

She closed her eyes, and Jiang Ye dared to look at her, her childlike eyebrows, her long and curled eyelashes, and her secretly curled hair falling on her shirt in violation of school rules.

Like an angel.

The cake made at the small shop at the door had been left out all day long. The cream had melted a little, and it was soft and overly sweet. Of course it was not delicious, but Zhao Wuling still ate it happily.

Zhao Wuling took a fork and took a small piece and raised it to Jiang Ye's lips.

Jiang was not prepared , and the cream was rubbed on his lips and chin.

It was so funny that Zhao Wuling quickly laughed out loud and pushed it away with the fork, letting Jiang wipe it off.

Being watched , Jiang Ye's movements were a little stiff. Zhao Wuling bent his lips, approached him, and wiped his hands for him.

Her hands were naturally warm and fragrant. The closer they got, the inferior cream left a mark on Jiang Ye's chin. Zhao Wuling used a little effort to wipe it away.

The kiss just happened so naturally.

The low-quality cream didn't have a creamy texture, and I vaguely remembered that her lips were so soft that they were indescribably soft.

Very light, a slight touch separates them.

Zhao Wuling stepped back, smiled a little slyly, cleared his throat, and poured out the message at once: " Jiang Ye, happy birthday , are you free next Wednesday? Do you want to come to Huaigang? I will set off fireworks for you. . "

The seventeen- year-old Jiang Ye hesitated for a few seconds, said yes, looked up, and saw the hot and long midsummer wind. Zhao Wuling's hair was blown by the breeze, and she curled her lips and smiled in the sunset.

and after?

Then on Wednesday, he ended the student union meeting early, went to the appointment as scheduled, and waited alone until late at night in Huaigang , without seeing her.

The caller informed that the other party's phone was turned off, and he began to suspect that something had happened to Zhao Wuling. He was so worried that the next day, he went to school and learned that Class 7 was in physical education class and Zhao Wuling was playing cards in the classroom downstairs.

He went downstairs and stood at the door of Class 7's classroom . He saw Yang Chengyu playing some tricks and asking her to turn over an Ace of Hearts . Zhao Wuling smiled brighter than that day.

How to describe that feeling , like someone's heart being cut open, inch by inch.

Jiang Ye suddenly appeared in the classroom, and the chaotic team was silent for a moment. Yang Chengyu still held the cards in his hand, with the cigarette in his lips without lighting it, and glanced at Jiang Ye.

Wearing a white shirt and suit trousers, the shirt was buttoned to the top button, and his eyes were as cold as winter.

=== Section 25 === _

with them .

Yang Chengyu observed and guessed what was going on, and spoke with a smile.

" I said, President Jiang, don't take it to heart. Zhao Wuling, she almost kissed me that day. Don't you want our Lingling to be responsible for you? She's so innocent. "

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wuling smashed a can of Coke. Yang Chengyu screamed in pain and almost lost his grip on the cigarette.

Zhao Wuling said in disgust: " Yang Chengyu, I'm warning you to stop bragging. "

Jiang ignored Yang Chengyu, lowered his eyes, and only looked at Zhao Wuling.

" Yesterday, you didn't come. "

They made an appointment.

Zhao Wuling let out a surprised expression, remembering that yesterday a group of them went racing and had fun, and drank until they were unconscious after eating.

It was so annoying , so she said she had forgotten something.

Zhao Wuling felt a little guilty and reluctantly explained: " Sorry, President Jiang , I was busy and forgot yesterday, but you should have gone home when you saw that I didn't go, right? "

Who is that stupid now.

Jiang Ye still didn't move. Zhao Wuling put down the cards, stood up a little apologetically, and continued to apologize: " Jiang Ye, I'm really sorry. You didn't wait long, right? "

Jiang Ye shook his head and his voice was harsh. He raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Chengyu: " You told him. "

Birthday stuff.

Yang Chengyu glanced at Zhao Wuling, turned his cards over and stood up : " President Jiang , what you said is wrong. I have no relationship with Lingling. Of course she tells me everything. "

There was a simmering smell of gunpowder in the air , and the gangsters were booing at the excitement. Chu Jiaze whistled and said: " You can even win the president of the student union . I really have you, Lingling. Don't be too patronizing. Give it to me." The brothers also took some holiday notes to play with. "

Zhao Wuling put her hand to her lips, turned her head and looked at Chu Jiaze, warning him not to speak with her eyes.

Lively and crowded, it was obviously an environment that Jiang Ye was unfamiliar with.

His expression was still as cold as ever, and he opened his mouth to confirm: " Zhao Wuling, have you told him? "

…

In the silence, Zhao Wuling didn't quite understand what Jiang Zai was concerned about, so he answered with a guilty conscience.

" Jiang Ye, it's just a kiss. "

It's not that important.

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Jiang Ye: A little brother who looks as cold as a flower on a high mountain, but has a dark and crazy heart crawling with jealousy.

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Chapter 20 _ indulge me

◎ Who are you to dare to let her give you face? ◎

The banquet will be held in a single-family villa near the port . The Western architecture left over from the last century still retains its luster. Crystal lamps hang from the arched ceiling of the hall, giving the reliefs in the hall a milky white halo.

The fragrance is almost rampant in the space , reminiscent of the dew-stained and fragrant roses on the branches in summer, open and strong.

A well-trained waiter shuttled among the crowd carrying champagne, and occasionally there was a slight sound of clinking wine glasses among the whispers. Zhao Wuling, who was surrounded by everyone , was a little sleepy. He lowered his head and straightened his pleated skirt. The eyes of the people around him Then it turned to her skirt.

For DIOR 's haute couture skirt, the designer flew to Huaicheng several times to negotiate with Zhao Wuling , and finally decided on the style , which is a haze blue gauze skirt with a bustle and exquisite dark embroidery on the skirt . Embellished with diamonds, the outermost layer is tulle.

It makes Zhao Wuling's skin even whiter, and her radiance is moving under the light.

Zhao Wuling looked uninterested, and the people around him praised him gently.

" Lingling, is this skirt of yours the one shown at Fashion Week? It looks quite similar. It looks better on you than on the model. "

Zhao Wuling hummed: " That's the one. "

Just replaced the skirt decoration with real diamonds.

A million- dollar haute couture dress, even if you replace it with diamonds, you don't know how much it's worth . People around you couldn't hide their envious expressions.

The female voice continued with a smile : " Yes , Lingling , the necklace you are wearing today is also beautiful. "

The compliment was not on point . Zhao Wuling was wearing the flower necklace given by Jiang Ye today.

When someone mentioned it, Zhao Wuling inevitably recalled Jiang Ye 's cold expression when he said " it was just a kiss " the last time they met .

It sounded a bit familiar . Zhao Wuling couldn't remember where he had heard it . After thinking about it, he thought it might have been said by a scumbag in a TV series.

Yu Shuang was indeed right . The description of Jiang was 100% suitable for being a gentle scumbag.

Zhao Wuling was not in high spirits, and the people around him calmly changed the topic several times without making the eldest lady smile. Fortunately, Zhao Wuling felt a little bored after staying there for a while, and said he wanted to go to the terrace to get some fresh air.

As soon as she left, the people around her became more relaxed. This person was even harder to please than before after coming back from London. Who knows if those people in London had raised the bar for Zhao Wuling to receive compliments.

Zhang Wanwan's fairy tale drama has been a hit for half a month. Of course, her resources are still focused on the male and female protagonists, but she is also relatively well-known as the second female lead. She frequently posts on Weibo as " The most annoying villain" " was brought up in the discussion.

This was also the main reason why Wang Zhuosen was willing to bring her to the banquet.

The bad habits of the second generation of rich people are just the same , like comparing who has a new car watch or who has dated a female celebrity.

There are no female celebrities, just Internet celebrities with pretty good looks.

Zhang Wanwan has also participated in many brand activities, but none of them are like the current situation. It is a highly private garden villa. There are unusual license plates parked outside the villa, and there are even security guards with guns at the door .

After all, Zhang Wanwan was a little timid, her forearms were trembling, and her movements were a little awkward as she followed Wang Zhuosen.

Wang Zhuosen caught a glimpse of her movements and laughed at her: " Look at your worthless look, what's this? "

The banquet was held for Yang Chengyu, who was transferred back from Beijing some time ago. What is the background of the Yang family? Several generations of the family have been in the military, as has Yang Chengyu's maternal ancestors.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the young master of the Yang family will also pursue an official career in the future.

With the background here, it is not difficult to understand the protective measures outside.

Zhang Wanwan nodded in understanding, covering up the turmoil in her heart, and walked out of the ivory tower. She was even more intoxicated by the power and wealth in the real world.

She raised her eyes and saw the back of Zhao Wuling walking towards the terrace. Her fair and slender butterfly bones made Zhang Wanwan unable to help but envy her even though she was a beauty herself.

After a few seconds, she seemed to remember something and spoke to Wang Zhuosen: " Mr. Wang , I know her. "

When Wang Zhuosen heard this, he glanced up at Zhao Wuling and said, " How could you possibly know her? "

Zhang Wanwan nodded firmly: " I really know him. "

To be precise , she knew that Yu Shuang's WeChat Moments often posted photos of herself and Zhao Wuling. Zhao Wuling was not a master of spiritual practice, so Zhang Wanwan recognized them within a few seconds.

Wang Zhuosen still didn't believe it: " Really ? What does she do? "

" She should also be a little internet celebrity. "

Zhang Wanwan hesitated for a few seconds before answering.

If you play well with Yu Shuang, there should be more Internet celebrities, but he shouldn't be a big blogger, because I haven't heard of Zhang Wanwan.

It was so outrageous that Wang Zhuosen didn't even bother to correct it and just assumed that Zhang Wanwan had admitted the wrong person.

He looked calm, and Zhang Wanwan didn't dare to say anything more. He quickly shut up and acted like a qualified vase next to him.

What is said is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

After a few seconds, Sun Tiancheng and the waiter in the corner ordered a glass of champagne and walked to the terrace.

There is a semicircular terrace outside the villa, and when the evening breeze blows, there is the fragrance of roses. Zhao Wuling is not drunk, blowing the wind near the white railing, and Yu Shuang sends a message to condemn Jiang Ye's bad behavior.

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: You don't know how ambiguous the atmosphere was at that time . Solitaire is my birthday, okay? He actually said it was just a kiss. 】

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: Just a kiss? 】

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: Scumbag! 】

Zhao Wuling typed a few words by himself, tapping his fingers on the phone screen with some irritability. Before Yu Shuang could answer, he was interrupted by Sun Tiancheng.

Sun Tiancheng held a glass of champagne, placed it on the glass table next to Zhao Wuling, and made a gesture of invitation.

" Thank you, I won't drink. "

Zhao Wuling was still paying attention and was happy to reply to the message.

Sun Tiancheng was not satisfied and continued to be attentive: " I am so happy today , so I can give you a face and have a drink. "

This is interesting to say.

Zhao Wuling hadn't met someone she needed to give face to for a long time. She raised her eyes and glanced at Sun Tiancheng, and found that he looked unfamiliar. She hadn't been back to Huaicheng for a long time, so she didn't know that such a person existed.

Zhao Wuling thought that his temper had calmed down after he became an adult, and he responded patiently to him .

" Thank you, but I won't drink. "

He repeatedly emphasized that Zhao Wuling was bored and " studied " the champagne in his hand . He saw a light orange-yellow liquid sloshing in the glass with a strange color.

Zhao Wulin paused, put the wine glass under his nose and smelled it. After confirming something, his expression became cold, and he raised his hand and poured the champagne on Sun Tiancheng's face.

Sun Tiancheng was still calculating in his mind when he was caught off guard by having wine thrown on his face. His head felt a little dizzy. He reacted the next second and cursed loudly.

" I treat you to a drink because I think highly of you, but a bad internet celebrity is trying to show off for me. "

Zhao Wuling didn't understand what he was howling, but she suspected that he was taking drugs. He took out his cell phone from his bag and was about to call Chu Jiaze and Dong Kaining over. The next second, the cell phone was knocked to the ground by Sun Tiancheng.

The curses, still smelling of alcohol, rained down on his face.

" Stop calling foreign aid. Your bag and skirt are not cheap. How long did you sleep with me before you bought them? I have plenty of money. Depending on your performance, I might buy you one tonight. "

" I advise you to stop showing off in front of me. "

Too straightforward and vulgar, Zhao Wuling frowned in disgust, her phone was broken, and she dropped the champagne glass to the ground.

With a crisp sound, the crystal cup shattered completely.

The sound quickly alerted the people who were still at the banquet outside. Yang Chengyu had not yet appeared. His half-brother was the temporary talker and walked from the center of the banquet hall to the terrace.

=== Section 26 === _

Yang Jingtong glanced at the banquet hall and couldn't remember who was on the terrace for the moment. He stepped forward and walked to the edge where the terrace and the banquet hall were connected. He took a look and realized that it was his uncle's cousin.

A few years ago, he made a fortune by reselling minerals in the northwest . He is greedy for money and lust, and has some bad habits of the nouveau riche.

Yang Jingtong was shocked, and now he could only be glad that Yang Chengyu had been delayed on something and hadn't come back yet, otherwise he wouldn't have had the good news.

He took a few steps forward, blocked everyone's sight, and lowered his voice: " Cousin, what's wrong? "

Sun Tiancheng frowned, his face turned a little red, and waved his hands: " It's okay. I don't know where a little internet celebrity came from. He wants to get in touch with me, but we can't agree on the price . He's going crazy here. "

Yang Jingtong's face darkened after hearing this. He didn't know yet what kind of character his cousin was, and he was probably just looking at him, but he didn't take it to heart and waved.

" Since she is an Internet celebrity, give her some money and send her away. My brother is coming back soon. He will be angry when he comes back. "

He mentioned Yang Chengyu, and Sun Tiancheng managed to regain some consciousness and nodded: " Yes, yes, Jingtong, don't worry, I will send her away right now. "

Wang Zhuosen came over to watch the fun like everyone else . The difference was that when he looked around, he seemed to find that no one was in the banquet hall.

Wang Zhuosen saw the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. He smiled and suggested to Yang Jingtong: " Internet celebrities are easy to kill. I still have resources in the film and television industry during this period. You call her out and I will send her away. "

He spoke openly. Zhang Wanwan, who was also an Internet celebrity, stood next to him. He was a little unable to get off the stage, but he still managed to keep smiling, and his nails were digging into his flesh.

The glass door of the terrace slowly opened, revealing the corners of the hazy blue skirt, and the diamonds shone dazzlingly under the refraction of the light.

Then Zhao Wuling appeared in everyone's field of vision with a cold face. Sun Tiancheng clearly felt that the discussions among the people around him were so low that they were about to disappear. After a few seconds of silence, they exchanged glances.

The melon between a rich family and a small Internet celebrity is not interesting, but it would be interesting if Yang Jingtong's maternal cousin offended Zhao Wuling.

After such a fuss, Sun Tiancheng had already woken up a lot. He noticed the strange looks in the eyes of the people around him and felt a little puzzled. He let out a belch and said, " Why, you know her too? "

He thought she was some noble and chaste little white flower, but he didn't expect that she was also a social butterfly.

Someone around him couldn't help but sarcastically revealed the answer to him: " Idiot , that's Zhao Wuling. "

Wang Zhuosen smiled in the chaos, feeling that the banquet was not in vain after all.

Sun Tiancheng had recently started doing business and had to rely on Yang Jingtong's nepotism to get into the circle. Zhao Wuling was studying abroad in London, so of course the two of them had never met.

Sun Tiancheng was still reacting sluggishly, and Yang Jingtong's face was already a little pale. Of course he recognized Zhao Wuling, and uncontrollable sweat oozed from his forehead.

The little internet celebrity is good at dealing with the aftermath, but who is Zhao Wuling?

Not to mention that although Zhao Pingbei has been relegated to the second line, the juniors he has promoted are still in important positions. Just being blamed by Zhao Pingnan is enough to make him drink.

Yang Jingtong bit his back molars and felt his stomach cramping. He managed to hold on for a breath and said: " Sister Zhao, this is my uncle's cousin. He has no future and is dull. You have a lot of money. I will tell the elders when I get back." , must be strictly disciplined. "

Zhao Wuling did not accept this trick, and said with a half-smile: " No, you didn't send me money just now, why have you changed your face now? "

Zhao Wuling tilted his head: " Why, is it because I'm not an internet celebrity? "

It's obvious that he is acting strangely.

It's because Zhao Wuling is on the terrace tonight, so of course there won't be any outrageous rumors, but if she is a beautiful woman with no background, she has been slandered in vain.

Yang Chengyu didn't know when he would come back, but Yang Jingtong raised his hand and slapped Sun Tiancheng in the face. With a " pop- " , the banquet hall was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

The latter cursed and covered his mouth, and Yang Jingtong struggled to speak: " Sister Zhao, you are right. Whoever is there should apologize today. They must pay attention to it in the future and will not do it again. "

It doesn't seem good to show shame to Yang Chengyu's cheap brother in front of so many people, Zhao Wuling thought.

Yang Jingtong continued to apologize: " Sister Zhao, just treat me as a face ..."

" Who do you think you are ? How dare you let her give you face. "

Yang Jingtong was interrupted before he finished speaking. Yang Chengyu broke in from the door of the banquet hall.

He was followed by guards, walking hastily.

There was an accident on the road. Yang Chengyu was still wearing a jacket and was stained with dust.

Yang Chengyu's skin is not fair without being exposed to the sun. His eyebrows are broken. Because of the mission, the scars that have not had time to heal snake into the corners of his eyes. He looks somewhat fierce and full of energy.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Yang Jingtong called out "Brother" in an almost inaudible voice. Yang Chengyu didn't respond and walked straight over.

He put his hand on Sun Tiancheng's shoulder and used force to push his shoulder into Sun Tiancheng's waist and abdomen. He pressed Sun Tiancheng's head against the sharp corner of the wall. Sun Tiancheng struggled and screamed in pain.

Yang Chengyu smiled coldly, with a fierce look on his face, and drew out the sharp saber he carried with him.

After a few seconds, the blade was pressed against Sun Tiancheng's face. The latter was shaking so much that he could be admitted to the ward.

Stupid and useless.

Yang Chengyu smiled sarcastically, cleared his throat , and called Yang Jingtong's name.

Yang Jingtong gritted his teeth and replied: " Brother, I'm really sorry. "

" Don't call me brother. My mother passed away when I was three years old. She didn't leave me any younger brothers. " Yang Chengyu paused and continued, " You have become much bolder over the years. You dare to bully her on my territory." . "

A look full of scrutiny.

Yang Jingtong gritted his teeth and did not dare to look back. He secretly resented Sun Tiancheng in his heart for failing to accomplish anything but failing more than he could.

Yang Chengyu stood up slowly, with a bit of gangsterism in his movements. He played with the saber upside down in his palm, raised his chin, and glanced at Zhao Wuling casually.

" Ask her if I dared to touch her even when I was little. "

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Chapter 21 _ indulge me

◎ It was not our private detective who was discovered. ◎

Sun Tiancheng was lying on the ground in a bit of a state of embarrassment , begging for mercy with a stern expression. The sharp blade felt too real against his skin, and he could still vaguely smell the blood on the handle.

Fear crept up his spine , making him tremble.

The banquet hall was so silent that even the sound of breathing could be heard. Yang Chengyu had not returned to Huaicheng for a long time, but no one thought he was easy to mess with.

During the summer vacation before he was an adult, he followed his parents in training camps . After graduating from the military academy, he worked on missions where his life depended on a thread. Of course, being promoted beyond the ranks also meant outstanding abilities.

Especially, when the matter involves Zhao Wuling.

It's okay to offend Yang Chengyu, maybe he'll let him go if he's in a good mood , but if he offends Zhao Wuling , there's no room for maneuver.

He didn't speak . Yang Jingtong coughed a few times and couldn't figure out his attitude. He tentatively said: " Brother, don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory solution to this matter. "

Yang Chengyu's knife glowed coldly under the dim and gentle crystal lamp. He circled it in his hand a few times and then put it away. He turned his eyes to Sun Tiancheng again and spoke to Yang Jingtong with a bit of scorn.

" Tell me , how are you going to solve it for me? "

Otherwise, he wouldn't mind sending Sun Tiancheng to the emergency room with his own hands.

After putting away the knife , Yang Chengyu walked to the door frame where Sun Tiancheng was leaning , used some strength , lifted the collar of Sun Tiancheng's shirt behind his neck, and punched him , as if he wanted to take action.

Yang Jingtong didn't dare to stop him , his mouth and tongue were dry , and his back molars were almost broken, so he endured it.

In the silence, Zhao Wuling pursed his lips and raised his voice: " That's enough. "

Yang Chengyu paused for a moment while holding Sun Tiancheng's collar, turned his head and looked at her with raised eyebrows: " Huh? "

Zhao Wuling stretched out her hand to adjust the hem of her skirt and spoke to Yang Chengyu: " That's enough, Brother Cheng Yu, that's it. I'm too lazy to argue with him. "

He was also taught a lesson . After all, he was a relative of Yang Chengyu's stepmother's family. Zhao Wuling didn't want to get too stiff.

Yang Chengyu's eyebrows were a little disconnected, which made him seem a little untouchable. He slowly let go, and Sun Tiancheng stood up tremblingly against the wall.

Yang Chengyu's voice was inevitably a little hoarse, but not unpleasant. He glanced at Zhao Wuling and replied: " If you say enough, that's enough. "

The combat boots kicked Sun Tiancheng smoothly. Yang Chengyu's expression was still calm. He dusted off the dust and told Yang Jingtong: " What are you doing standing there in a daze? The banquet continues. I didn't interrupt you, did I? "

The crowd watching the fun naturally didn't dare to tell the truth. Not only did you interrupt, you made the banquet a mess.

The musician in the corner played the melodious cello again, and the crowd slowly dispersed, chatting with each other with smiles.

The banquet was certainly worth it , because at least two things could be confirmed. One was that the Yang family did not have the privilege of Yang Jingtong to talk to his mother and son for the time being, and the other was that Yang Chengyu had been away from Huaicheng for many years, and his temper was still the same as unruly.

There was a small swimming pool on the roof of the villa, which was isolated from the hustle and bustle. Zhao Wuling was not in a happy mood. He leaned on the round bamboo chair and half-closed his eyes to rest.

Soon I was woken up by the shadow falling on my body.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and saw Yang Chengyu who had changed his clothes.

The suit and tie were tied casually around his neck. Yang Chengyu had a somewhat surly look on his face, and even wearing a business suit couldn't hide his aggressiveness.

He looks like a thug in a suit ready to whip out a saber.

Zhao Wuling moved away a few inches uncomfortably, not seeing each other for a long time, and felt a little embarrassed.

The last few times I met Yang Chengyu, we still skipped classes together. The young man grew up at an alarming rate.

She moved away a few inches, but Yang Chengyu did not move his eyes away, staring at her in the night.

Zhao Wuling was panicked by his stare. He turned around and looked around, and asked in confusion: " What are you looking at? "

Yang Chengyu chuckled and looked away carelessly: " No, look at you, look at why you are so heartless. "

He was talking about what happened to Sun Tiancheng just now.

Zhao Wuling yawned and said in a low tone: " Thank you. "

Yang Chengyu also took care of her a lot when she was a student .

Yang Chengyu was not very satisfied and continued: " What's the use of just saying thank you? Why don't you call me daddy? "

Still as childish as when I was studying.

The atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed. Zhao Wuling curled his lips, glanced at Yang Chengyu, and warned him with a smile: " I will tell my true father what I said. "

Yang Chengyu continued to laugh and took out the cigarette box from his pocket. He opened the box and took out a cigarette. He didn't smoke it and held it a little crookedly on his lips. He looked a little childish.

Zhao Wuling raised his head, saw the scar on his face, and frowned: " What's the matter with the scar on his face? "

=== Section 27 === _

Yang Chengyu didn't care: " I got it on a mission . It'll be fine soon. "

There was no time to change the bullets in the gun at the end. Of course, there was a risk of injury in close combat. There was also a knife inserted into Yang Chengyu's waist and abdomen, barely avoiding the vital point.

Yang Chengyu didn't want to talk about these bloody stories with Zhao Wuling, so he changed the topic and asked Zhao Wuling: " Are you still leaving? "

Yang Chengyu has a mission, and it was difficult to leave Beijing and Beijing before, let alone go abroad.

Zhao Wuling reached out to explore the lily of the valley flowers used for decoration nearby and replied: " If I don't leave, I can paint anywhere anyway. "

The plump bell shape hangs low, has a faint sweet smell, is white and beautiful.

The fragrance still lingered on Zhao Wuling's fingertips. He raised his head and looked at Yang Chengyu with a little hesitation: " Yang Chengyu, I also met ... Jiang Ye. "

" His personality has changed a lot. "

Not quite like the shy President Jiang in the past, he has a more complex and charming temperament.

" President Jiang ..."

Yang Chengyu lowered his head to hide his expression, and fiddled with the windproof lighter again and again. Blue-purple flames shot up, and his tone was a bit unpredictable.

Before he could say anything, there was a slight noise not far away. Yang Chengyu glanced at the dense forests growing in the northwest.

Zhao Wuling also looked over: " What's wrong? "

" It's nothing. I guess the stupid bird hit the woods. "

Calm and calm .

Yang Chengyu changed positions, sat opposite Zhao Wuling, and continued chatting with her.

…

Zhao Wuling was frightened, and Yang Chengyu had just come back from a long journey and left without a few words.

Zhao Mingxiu drove to pick up Zhao Wuling himself, looking a little regretful. Yang Chengyu was accompanied by Yang Jingtong, who was shaking and apologizing to Zhao Mingxiu.

After exchanging a few words of greetings and sending Zhao Mingxiu and Zhao Wuling away, Yang Chengyu tore off his tie a little irritably and threw it aside.

Yang Jingtong caught a glimpse of his expression and picked up his tie for him with some guilt, and hurriedly explained: " Brother, I apologize to you for this matter today. "

" I really should settle the score with you. "

The evening breeze blew over, and Yang Chengyu's face looked even gloomier, and he didn't bother to clean up Yang Jingtong.

The guard noticed his expression and approached him neatly, saluting him with an upright body and saying hello.

" Captain. "

Yang Chengyu raised his hand and lit the cigarette protectively. Milky white smoke filled the air. He suppressed his anger and ordered: " Seal the garden and search it . Grab those with cameras and bring them directly to me. "

He wanted to see who had the guts to take secret photos of him at his place.

Late at night, the garden villa was searched inside, and the Western-style building was brightly lit.

Li Yuanchuan couldn't hold it back and couldn't stop yawning while driving. Jiang also sold off stocks some time ago and cashed out nearly one billion at the highest point. The board of directors could no longer be satisfied and the projects at hand continued to advance.

Just after the team meeting, Jiang Ye insisted on coming to the Garden Villa. Li Yuanchuan drove seriously for the sake of his million-dollar annual salary. After arriving at the destination, he quickly got out of the car to check the news.

It was a quiet night . Jiang Ye lowered the window irritably and lit a cigarette. An indescribable pleasure filled his mouth. He found that his right hand was trembling slightly.

Unmanageable, uncontrollable.

Because I heard the news about Zhao Wuling just a few minutes after the meeting, my heart felt like a time bomb was tied to it, and I almost wanted to get angry with death.

After a while, Li Yuanchuan came back to report.

" Mr. Jiang , someone at the banquet offended Miss Zhao. It was Sun Tiancheng from the Mining Group. You met his father some time ago. Miss Zhao is fine and has been picked up by Rongxin's Mr. Zhao. "

" Nothing serious? "

Jiang Ye repeated sarcastically, stretched out his hand to loosen his tie, and told Li Yuanchuan: " Let the person in charge of the Sun family give me an explanation. Tell him that I will sell 10,000 shares of the mining group one day later. "

Li Mingchuan responded silently: " Yes. "

Obviously this is not a rational approach, but my boss has never been calm when it comes to matters related to Miss Zhao.

" anything else? "

Li Yuanchuan swallowed and considered his words: " Mr. Jiang , there are guards outside the villa who caught the private detective secretly filming. "

Although it was unexpected, it was also within Jiang Ye's expectation.

Knowing that Zhao Wuling was safe and sound was more important than anything else. Jiang Ye put out his cigarette and said, " You know what to do. "

The hush money was enough to keep a detective from talking about his employer.

Li Yuanchuan really didn't know. He raised his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued: " But Mr. Jiang , it was not our private detective who was discovered. "

…

There was another private detective secretly filming Zhao Wuling's whereabouts. The shutter sound of the telephoto lens was noticed by Yang Chengyu, and he was discovered while escaping over the wall.

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Chapter 22 _ indulge me

◎ I know, but I can't stop loving you. ◎

The private detective's professional skills are not very good , but he does a good job of keeping secrets and keeps silent about his employer.

There are thousands of secretly taken photos of Zhao Wuling in the camera. Judging from the time, Zhao Wuling returned to Huaicheng , the latest one also vaguely captured the back of Yang Chengyu.

He refused to be recruited, and no key information could be found on the mobile phone he carried with him . He could only be treated as an invasion of privacy . Even if he filed a lawsuit, the maximum administrative detention would be fifteen days.

The Zhao family's investigation will take time. Before that, Zhao Wuling can only try to reduce the frequency of going out.

…

Lanshui Mansion , the night has darkened , and the bright moonlight shines in through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows . There are palace lantern lilies in the vase at the entrance , and the branches are hanging down. The green branches are a little yellow.

Zhao Wuling's cell phone was put on speakerphone and put aside. Zhao Wuling was squeezing paint while complaining to Yu Shuang on the phone.

" Ah Shuang, you go to the Internet celebrity store first. I don't want to go out these days. Someone hired a private detective to secretly photograph me. "

I don't know what was said on the phone.

Zhao Wuling deflated the paint tube and continued to complain: " I don't know , I'm still checking . Don't let me know who the pervert hired someone to secretly photograph me to see if he gets any good results. "

Yu Shuang was there to help narrow down the suspects.

Amidst the roaring sound of electricity, Zhao Wuling asked in even greater confusion: " Ex-boyfriends who were dumped? I dumped each one of them . How do I know which one it is? "

Yu Shuang on the other side of the phone was stunned for a moment and shut up decisively . He even began to feel that his suggestion was a bit stupid.

Yu Shuang was still outside recording the video, but was called away by the staff after a while. He chatted with Zhao Wuling for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

…

In the quiet living room , there was only the sound of the air purifier working. Zhao Wuling hugged the pillow and took a deep breath. After a few seconds, he stood up holding on to the edge of the coffee table and put the paint box back into the studio. When he passed the mirror at the partition, he stopped and observed Own.

Zhao Wuling hadn't gone out for many days . She was wearing home clothes, and she didn't have time to take care of her hair. Her makeup was very light, and she looked a little decadent.

Zhao Wuling believes that every relationship is easy to get together and easy to break up. They are considerate and considerate, and they have to keep track of her whereabouts without crossing borders.

The hair beside his ear fell to his lips, and Zhao Wuling suddenly remembered, no.

Not every relationship is easy to get together and break up.

Shenghua Private School had only produced a gold medalist in the International Olympic Games after decades of establishment, and she had caught up with him.

President Jiang, who was unanimously elected by the student union to be flawless and the most disciplined, allowed Zhao Wuling to take away one leave note after another.

The gifts Jiang Ye gave her were her usual luxury brands, and Zhao Wuling never considered the source of the money.

The scene changed, and she remembered her unforgettable youth. She was lying on the long mahogany table in the auditorium and fell asleep. Jiang was also giving a speech on the stage. The top button of his shirt was tied, covering the young man's tall and straight body like a poplar. , and also covered the lip prints that Zhao Wuling had left on his neck when they were playing around the day before.

The dust in the air could be seen clearly, and the voice coming from the microphone was clearer and clearer. Zhao Wuling did not raise his head, but he knew that Jiang Ye's eyes had been falling on her shoulders, neck and loose hair for a long time.

Sick and forbearing.

Of course it wasn't a happy reunion, because she left without saying goodbye and deleted all Jiang Ye's contact information.

If she really put her feelings to the balance of heaven, she would feel guilty towards Jiang.

Extremely bored, Zhao Wuling took out the red wine and wine glass from the wine cabinet. Zhao Mingxiu's business partner brought them back from Northern Europe some time ago. Because the alcohol content was low, Zhao Mingxiu resold them and gave them to Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling's drinking capacity is not bad, she developed it while having fun in London, but she occasionally has a bit of a hiatus and doesn't remember much of what happened after she was drunk.

" Bang -" sounded a bit muffled, and the cork was pulled out / put aside .

It is indeed a good wine. When you open it, you can see a very mellow deep red color and a slightly bitter aroma after sobering up. Zhao Wuling put his hands on the table and drank one glass after another, trying to numb his consciousness with alcohol.

She vaguely sensed that the source of her annoyance was related to Jiang Ye, but the thought passed by her and she couldn't think about it.

The alcohol content was not high, but Zhao Wuling drank until he was tipsy, and his cheeks slowly turned red. He was almost drowsy when he was woken up by the sound of messages on his cell phone.

Zhao Wuling clicked her tongue and unlocked her phone. It was a text message from Zhao Mingxiu, asking her what she was doing.

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: What are you doing? 】

Zhao Mingxiu replied that he was having a dinner, and after a few seconds, he sent another photo.

It must have been taken live. Zhao Wuling recognized that the food on the table was Thai food. There must be a lot of people. Sitting next to Zhao Mingxiu was the vice president of Rongxin Technology.

It was boring. Zhao Wuling took a casual look and was about to turn off the phone. The next second he slid his finger, he noticed the corner of the photo.

The protagonist of the photo is of course the meal, but in the lower left corner, someone's platinum watch is in the frame. It is a mechanical watch with a good design, restrained and elegant, and the thin wrist is not too white, and it is attractive even in the dim light.

It's Jiang Ye.

=== Section 28 === _

Zhao Wuling's head was a little dizzy, and he warned himself that this was the trick of a scumbag and not to be so sincere, but his hands were faster than his brain and he had already clicked on the call interface.

The phone rang immediately, and it seemed particularly clear in the silent living room.

Alcohol slows down people's reaction speed. Zhao Wuling reacted for a few seconds before thinking about hanging up and frantically looking for the red button.

I didn't have time because the call was already connected.

His mind went blank, and Jiang Ye's voice was low and clear through the buzzing electromagnetic sound.

" Hello? "

As if his heart was being clenched and then let go, Zhao Wuling sniffed and spoke subconsciously.

" Jiang Ye— "

" Is there a problem ? "

Jiang Ye was very quiet over there , probably in the corridor, which made his tone more businesslike.

Zhao Wuling wanted to shed tears physiologically, but managed to hold back her voice, saying in a low voice, " Jiang Ye, I'm thirsty. "

Jiang Ye was silent for a few seconds and replied to her: " Pour yourself some water. "

Reasonable but indifferent tone.

Zhao Wuling bit his lip, a little aggrieved: " I don't want to drink. "

" Jiang Ye, I want to drink soda. "

My mouth was dry, so I suddenly remembered the fizzy soda I drank while reading.

The kind that the cold and aloof President Jiang would queue up for her to buy.

The dinner party next door was coming to an end, and people came out one after another. There was some noise in the corridor, and Jiang didn't hear it clearly. He walked further into the corridor and asked, " What? "

Zhao Wuling put the back of his hand on his neck to cool down and repeated: " I said I want to drink soda now. I want to drink the orange soda at the entrance of Shenghua Private School. "

…

Jiang Ye was silent for a moment and said in a calm tone: " Miss Zhao, what does this have to do with me? "

Zhao Wuling hated Jiang Ye's attitude of pretending to be a stranger the most. He couldn't hold it back, and his emotions accumulated. In an instant , tears fell down, and he vented himself, with a cry in his voice.

" It doesn't matter, Jiang Ye. If you don't buy it for me, I won't drink it. I'll die of thirst. It's none of your business anyway. "

She was too spoiled and pampered. When Zhao Wuling was born, the Zhao family was in full swing and she was an only daughter. Zhao Pingbei owed her a lot because of Xie Wanzhi and wanted to make up for it.

Zhao Wuling cannot learn how to love others despite being favored by him.

Should she be blamed for being selfish and hypocritical? Of course, I think Jiang should always love her.

That was true before, and that should be true now.

But no, Jiang was silent for a few seconds and hung up the phone, as if he had received an unrelated harassing call .

Zhao Wuling bit his lip and hung up the phone with tears in his eyes. When he came back to his senses, he felt that he was being unreasonable. The next second he felt wronged and his heart was sour.

Jiang Ye didn't like her at all . In high school, when she wanted stars in the sky, Jiang Ye would agree.

He kissed her even though he didn't like her.

Scumbag.

Zhao Wuling was completely unaware that the boomerang had pierced his body. After scolding Jiang Ye for a while, he stood up unsteadily from his chair.

She was just talking angrily, but she wasn't prepared to really die of thirst, so she thought about pouring herself a glass of warm water.

The doorbell rang suddenly before the water was allowed to cool. Since it was a door-to-door doorbell, there was no chance of pressing it by mistake.

Zhao Wuling alertly opened the chat box with Zhao Mingxiu, thinking about whether to go to the kitchen and get a knife to defend himself.

After a few seconds, Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking of, and opened the door uncertainly. Cool air suddenly poured in, mixed with the strong aroma of gin and tonic.

The disobedient hair fell down, and Zhao Wuling had no time to take care of it and raised his eyes.

Thin lips, suits and leather shoes, and a dignified and cold demeanor.

It was already late at night, and Jiang Ye's suit jacket was vaguely carrying the chill of night dew and the dust from the travel.

Zhao Wuling didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, and lowered his head a little nervously. He saw that the orange soda was packed in a transparent glass bottle, and it was churning and bubbling.

The bright orange liquid swayed inside, and so did her heart, as if it was hooked by a tiny bait. The temptation was better than any flashy sound in the past.

Because I didn't expect Jiang to come too.

Zhao Wuling's hair was messy and tied back, and the tears on his face were not yet dry. Jiang Ye sighed softly, raised his hand, and wiped away Zhao Wuling's tears with his cool fingertips.

The skin touched each other, and it was so quiet that you could feel Zhao Wuling's breathing. After a long time, he spoke, as if he was helpless.

" Why are you crying, huh? "

…

The faint smell of alcohol in the living room was soon overtaken by the smell of tobacco from Jiang Ye. Zhao Wuling had just gone to the bathroom to wash his face, and now he was resting on the sofa with a pillow in his arms.

Jiang Ye sat calmly next to her with a calm expression. The glass soda in the long-necked glass bottle was opened, Jiang Ye inserted the straw and handed it to her.

" Thanks. "

It was very sweet, and the sparkling water was sizzling. Zhao Wuling managed to regain some sense, and unconsciously clenched the glass bottle with his hand. He raised his eyes, glanced at Jiang Ye, and bit his lip, as if mumbling to himself.

" Jiang Ye, you shouldn't have come. "

If he didn't come, Zhao Wuling might still reflect on himself.

Jiang Ye's Adam's apple twitched slightly and he kept moving, sorting out the clutter on the coffee table for Zhao Wuling.

" I know. "

Zhao Wuling would not make himself thirsty, nor should he miss a business gathering because of a bottle of soda. The investment principle of weighing the pros and cons was thrown out of his mind.

If love could be measured quantitatively like financial stocks, Zhao Wuling had never returned the same love to him.

But so what .

As long as Zhao Wuling is willing to give him a look, the balance in his heart will always tilt towards her.

Unable to control myself.

Jiang Ye also had the smell of alcohol on his body , which was still lingering after being diluted by the night breeze. He didn't speak. Zhao Wuling couldn't figure out his attitude. He looked at the mechanical watch on Jiang Ye's left wrist and asked knowingly: " Were you talking to my cousin just now?" Do they eat? "

Jiang Ye answered concisely and to the point : " Yes. "

Zhao Wuling lowered her head, holding the straw to her lips, biting it unconsciously, and said tentatively: " Then ... have you finished the dinner? "

" No. "

The dinner actually just started not long ago, but Jiang also found an excuse to leave.

There was some discomfort in the corner of her eye . Zhao Wuling reached out to touch it, and with a little force, a small red mark was left in the corner of her eye. She seemed to have thought of something.

" Jiang Ye, what's your reason for leaving? "

Zhiyuan Capital and Rongxin Technology still have cooperation, and Zhao Wuling is a little worried.

Jiang Ye 's eyes behind the lenses passed over the corners of Zhao Wuling's eyes, and he lowered his eyes to hide his expression: " I said I have children at home who will die of thirst if they can't drink soda. "

Zhao Mingxiu was shocked for a few seconds after hearing this. He tried hard to control himself and did not say anything like " Your child may have some IQ problem. Take him to the hospital for a checkup immediately. " He quickly returned to normal and smiled to make up for Jiang Ye: " Children, you really need some patience. "

…

Zhao Wuling was silent for several seconds, reflecting on his behavior just now.

She suddenly called her ex-boyfriend late at night and told her that she would die of thirst if she couldn't drink soda. She felt a little embarrassed and buried her face in the pillow.

Not long after , Zhao Wuling looked up from the pillow and retorted in an unsatisfactory tone: " I'm not a child. "

Jiang Ye didn't answer . Zhao Wuling blinked, moved closer, and touched Jiang Ye's tie with his fingers.

The delicate and silky touch matched the black color of his temperament. Zhao Wuling focused on the tie and folded Jiang Ye's tie little by little with his fingertips.

Pampered hands, Zhao Wuling didn't like sunbathing when he was studying abroad, and his fingers that were fairer than porcelain fell on Jiang Ye's tie.

Black and white constitute the strongest contrast.

The tie was wrinkled, the distance tightened almost instantly , breaths were exchanged, and oxygen was scarce.

Zhao Wuling tilted her head, her hair scattered aside, and the bridge of her nose brushed against Jiang Ye's lips.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and pretended as if nothing had happened.

Instead, Zhao Wuling chuckled and said in a teasing tone: " Jiang Ye, I know what you are thinking. "

" What? "

…

" You want to kiss me. "

Zhao Wuling spoke softly, with a hint of pride. She would occasionally observe Jiang Ye, and lowering her eyes often represented his patience.

Jiang didn't respond. He stepped back a few inches and stretched out his hand to straighten his tie. Her warmth was still vaguely on the easily wrinkled fabric.

Jiang Ye didn't make another move. Zhao Wuling was a little moved, because just now her nose brushed Jiang Ye's lips, but Jiang didn't make another move either. She continued patiently.

" Jiang Ye, you said that day that you had never been in love. Is that true ... or are you trying to trick me? "

When Zhao Wuling said this, he looked up at Jiang Ye, his expression pitiful like a little kitten, weak and non-aggressive.

Zhao Wuling's beauty never relies on any sense of atmosphere. She is bright and beautiful even with plain eyebrows. Her eyes without powder are more pure, close to the coquettishness of a girl.

Jiang had no choice but to repeatedly tell himself how good she was at disguising , looked away, and asked her: " Does it matter whether I fell in love or not ? "

" Very important. "

Zhao Wuling frowned and looked directly at Jiang Ye. With a rare serious expression, he spoke confidently: " Jiang Ye, you liked me the most in high school, and you must like me the most now, because Jiang Ye— "

She stuttered for a long time without being able to finish her sentence. She took a deep breath and mustered up her courage.

" Because Jiang Ye, I ... seem to like you a little bit now. "

I have been in love many times, but this time I was the most serious. My heart was pounding and my ears were burning.

When he was a student , Jiang was also a flower on the high mountain, which could only be viewed from a distance but not played with . Zhao Wuling quickly lost interest after picking it up, and he could not escape his bad nature of liking the new and hating the old.

After the reunion, Jiang Ye became more mysterious, charming and strange.

=== Section 29 === _

From the rainy night in the art museum to the necklace engraved with " L " , the orange soda is sweet to bitter, just like every second spent with him, it is unpredictable whether it will be a rugged journey, adventure or dullness is all up to him.

Zhao Wuling is naturally adventurous.

…

For a long time, Zhao Wuling didn't get the expected reaction. He raised his head and urged Jiang Ye a little impatiently.

" Jiang Ye, don't you have any reaction ? "

I said I like you a little bit.

Can you agree quickly and kiss her?

…

Jiang Ye was calm and didn't look like he was being confessed. His face was still noble , neither sad nor happy. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the orange soda on the coffee table, even a little self-deprecating.

Zhao Wuling, you don't like me.

You only like yourself.

I know, but I can't stop loving you.

This is where the pain comes from.

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Mr. Jiang spends his days trying to rob someone by force, but at night when he thinks about his abandonment, he crawls in darkness and gets angry about why his wife can't love him more.

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Chapter 23 _ indulge me

◎ The face of gods and Buddhas, the desires of mortals. ◎

The space is so quiet that you can hear the sound of the hands of Jiang Ye's mechanical watch moving , and the sweetness of orange soda evaporates in the air.

Zhao Wuling raised his head, his face still flushed with drunkenness , and repeated stubbornly.

" Jiang Ye , I said I like you a little bit. "

Her home clothes were loose and made of silk. The staggered neckline revealed a smooth and beautiful neck , which was dazzlingly white.

Jiang also looked away and answered the question incorrectly .

" I heard it, Zhao Wuling, what do you want? "

You want me to surrender to you , then ignore me , abandon me , and let the inescapable nightmare of the past night repeat again.

Jiang Ye had almost already thought of the answer pessimistically.

But Zhao Wuling stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. The corners of her lips were bitten red by her, making her almost naked .

" Jiang Ye, I want you to kiss me. "

She paused and added: " Kiss me now. "

Jiang Ye was stunned for a few seconds, his expression returned to normal, and his tone was calm, defining Zhao Wuling's behavior: " You are drunk. "

Zhao Wuling retorted , her voice still very sweet , and she spread her arms : " I'm not drunk , Jiang Ye, come and kiss me. "

Jiang didn't answer either.

The atmosphere fell into embarrassment . Zhao Wuling lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking . After two seconds, he stood up with his arms supported and his tone was nonchalant.

" It doesn't matter, Jiang Ye. If you don't kiss me, there are plenty of people who are willing to kiss me. Then go away. I'll call someone to kiss me now. "

Zhao Wuling didn't wear socks, and when Jiang didn't react, he walked barefoot to the bar where the wine was served.

Somewhat unsteady on her feet , she held onto the marble-topped bar to unlock her phone and spoke while swiping through her address book.

" By the way Jiang Ye, remember to take the trash away for me when you leave. "

Jiang didn't tell him to stop, so Zhao Wuling had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue, picking and choosing from a pile of "Hello, Sister Zhao" messages.

Reluctantly, she found a good-looking male idol whom she had met at a banquet. His purpose was straightforward. He wanted to get in touch with her and act in a drama. Zhao Wuling clicked on his profile picture and shook the screen of his phone towards Jiang. Akira seems to be really asking for advice.

" Jiang Ye, how about I call this male idol? He also worked illegally in London before. Maybe he and I have something in common ..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Wuling instinctively retreated because Jiang Ye was approaching step by step.

When he came to his senses again , his waist was already touching the edge of the bar, and he could feel the hardness and low temperature of marble through his thin pajamas.

Zhao Wuling had no place to hide. He put his hands on the bar and turned his head away. His breathing was rapid, and he suspected that someone was taking away the oxygen.

Pretending to be calm, there was a photo of the male idol on the phone screen, which had just fallen onto the carpet.

Jiang Ye's eyes looked like he was catching his own prey in the wilderness. Zhao Wuling swallowed and asked him back without confidence.

" what? "

Jiang Ye raised his hand, loosened his tie, and his voice was still calm, making it unclear whether he was feeling happy or angry: " It doesn't matter who the person who kisses you is? "

If Li Yuanchuan had been present, he would have realized that this was almost a precursor to Jiang Ye's anger, but Zhao Wuling was so drunk that he was too dull to understand what it meant.

" What? "

With a very strong masculine aura, Jiang Ye lowered his head, pinched Zhao Wuling's chin, lifted it up, and kissed her hard.

Almost invading Zhao Wuling's mouth, the tips of the tongues hooked together, and the bitterness of alcohol and orange soda blended together .

The purpose is purely to possess lips and teeth.

Zhao Wuling was forced to raise his head to bear it, and stepped back a few inches as a gesture of surrender. His hair was not self-aware enough, and wrapped around Jiang Ye's wrist, making him pursue the victory, as if leading to the depths of her soul.

Zhao Wuling reacted for a few seconds, raised her neck to cater to him, and unconsciously moved her hands forward, wrapping around the back of Jiang Ye's head.

My fingertips felt his smooth lines and neatly trimmed hair.

The faces of gods and Buddhas are the desires of ordinary people.

Before the kiss was enough, Jiang Ye stepped away a few inches, and fresh air rushed in. Zhao Wuling half-closed his eyes, frowned dissatisfied, and raised his face to touch Jiang Ye's chin.

Confused and confused, Zhao Wuling felt a little uncomfortable and gasped softly.

The next second his hands were caught and raised. Zhao Wuling frowned and opened his eyes in confusion.

Jiang Ye's tie was taken off at some point. He stretched out his hand and tied it around Zhao Wuling's wrist.

Of course, the feeling of being controlled was not wonderful. Zhao Wuling moved his wrist and made a struggling movement.

Jiang Ye's voice was low but could not be rejected .

" do not move. "

Zhao Wuling bit his lip and let Jiang Ye tie his tie slowly. His hands were very beautiful, and his movements were like treating a work of art.

Just now, Zhao Wuling was playing with the tie in his hand, but after a moment it was turned upside down, and Zhao Wuling's hands were tied instead.

Trapped in a cocoon .

Jiang Ye's kiss soon came back, and her hands were tied , so she could only helplessly hold on to Jiang Ye's shirt.

Like a small boat without power, it floats and sinks in the majestic waves of the sea.

The pajamas moved up with the fierce movements , and Zhao Wuling's waist was exposed to the air. She was unprepared and bumped into the bar, and her skin was cold.

Before she could complain, Zhao Wuling's waist was lifted up by Jiang Ye, and his hand was placed between her and the bar. Zhao Wuling's waist felt the coolness of the watch.

But no, Jiang Ye held Zhao Wuling's ponytail with his other hand , with a posture of complete control. The temperature rose, and the atmosphere was hot and sticky.

Zhao Wuling's hands were tied, preventing her from touching Jiang Ye. She felt slightly uncomfortable, as if her heart had been hooked through something, and it was densely sore.

After a long time, Jiang Ye's lips moved down, signaling the end of the kiss.

Zhao Wuling waited patiently, but was caught off guard and felt pain.

It took her two seconds to realize that Jiang was also biting her.

Zhao Wuling frowned squeamishly and shouted: " It hurts, Jiang Ye, you bit me and it hurts. "

He didn't get any sympathy from the people in front of him, but only got worse. At the end of the day, Zhao Wuling's fair and fair face had a light red mark that he had just made. The area closest to his neck was bitten by Jiang Ye, and his wrists were not spared.

Like precious fragile glass dolls.

The lust in Jiang Ye's expression had faded, and his eyes fell on Zhao Wuling's bite mark, as if he was admiring a masterpiece.

" It hurts, okay? Jiang Ye, what kind of bad habit do you have? "

Zhao Wuling's hands had just been untied, and now he was covering his neck, trying to calm down and complaining.

In fact , Jiang Ye had the power to control, but Zhao Wuling's skin was sensitive and delicate, leaving marks easily. Jiang Ye's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he resisted the urge to speak.

Does it hurt ?

Less than one ten thousandth of his pain.

…

Having already reached this point, Zhao Wuling didn't show any pretense. He sniffed and said, " Jiang Ye, let 's make peace. I will treat you well in the future and won't be like ..."

I won't let you down like I did when I was studying.

It's a bit silly to believe Zhao Wuling's casual promise in his twenties . Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and said, " It's very late, go to bed . "

He had already kissed her, so there was no need to find anyone else.

Zhao Wuling didn't understand the reason for his mood change. He leaned against the bar and spoke tentatively: " Then will you sleep with me ? "

If you can't sleep , you can do something else.

Jiang Ye's expression was as cold as winter for a moment , and he raised his eyes: " Would you say that to him too? "

Zhao Wuling frowned: " Who? "

Jiang Ye's voice was a little stiff: " That male idol. "

Zhao Wuling's love and hate are both gentle and naive, almost cruel.

=== Section 30 === _

Zhao Wuling had even forgotten the name of the male idol. He shook his head and looked directly at him: " Jiang Ye, I only said this to you. "

It is rare to be serious. Zhao Wuling really sincerely wants to reconcile and confesses: " I think I like you a little more than when I was studying. Jiang Ye, what about you? "

Do you like me a little more ?

Maybe in Jiang Ye's mind she was just an annoying ex-girlfriend. Zhao Wuling was a little uneasy and couldn't help but look up at Jiang Ye.

Not sure if it was Zhao Wuling's illusion, Jiang Ye paused, his tone still calm, smiled, and asked her.

" Zhao Wuling, are you pursuing me? "

After kissing him countless times, Jiang Ye suddenly became serious. Zhao Wuling didn't quite understand what he was awkward about, so she nodded her head and urged him.

" Hurry up, just tell me whether you agree or disagree with the matter of reconciliation? "

Jiang Ye lowered his head and arranged his tie slowly. The texture of silk was faintly scented with Zhao Wuling's perfume. The tie had just been tied. Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and carefully untied it to remind her.

" Ms. Zhao, when you chase people, you have to act like you're chasing them. "

It should n't be in the middle of the night after being drunk, and it shouldn't be the person who happens to appear in front of you when you want to kiss.

Zhao Wuling, I don't want your favor.

I want your love.

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Mr. Jiang : Take it

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Chapter 24 _ indulge me

◎ I don't like people talking about my wife. ◎

Huaicheng is a southern city near the sea . It is always cloudy and rainy. Red wine helps to sleep, but Zhao Wuling was a little unable to sleep in the early morning . He sat up from the bed with some boredom and could vaguely hear the sound of rain outside.

I got out of bed with my bare feet and opened the curtains . The water vapor came closer through the glass window with a cold feeling. It was still a bit cold near the place. The street lights were still on sporadically, so I couldn't see clearly in the fog.

Zhao Wuling lowered her eyes , closed the curtains , and turned around . The oil painting was finished yesterday and was left to dry naturally in the studio. Nothing happened. She was ready to continue sleeping.

Her consciousness was blurred, and she could barely retrieve the memory of last night. Her complicated and sour emotions had nowhere to hide after seeing the photos sent by Zhao Mingxiu. The orange soda was the medium through which she confirmed that Jiang also cared about her, followed by an ambiguous and lingering kiss.

Jiang was also very good at kissing. He knew how to move down slowly and kiss her neck with meticulous movements , and then pulled away when Zhao Wuling couldn't help but raise her head in response.

It would inevitably make her confused and obsessed.

The last impression that Zhao Wuling had when she was half asleep and half awake was that Jiang Ye helped her wipe her face with a warm washcloth . Jiang Ye was also very good at taking care of her.

After withdrawing his thoughts , Zhao Wuling walked out of the room and realized something was wrong.

Zhao Wuling's ability to take care of herself has never been very good . When she lived in Linhai Villa, she had a special aunt who was responsible for her daily life . She was gentle and attentive . After moving to Lanshui Mansion, she changed to a part-time worker to clean up regularly, so Zhao Wuling's room occasionally A bit of a mess.

But the current living room is a bit too clean .

The red wine glass was washed and put away in the wine cabinet, the shirt she had casually placed on the sofa was folded, the coffee table was spotless, and the key was hung at the entrance.

Well organized, excessively tidy.

Zhao Wuling lowered her eyes and let her hair fall down, covering her expression.

Of course it couldn't be the hourly aunt, and she didn't have the habit of sleepwalking while cleaning, so it could only be her.

Jiang Ye.

Zhao Wuling didn't have time to think too much, because Zhao Mingxiu's phone rang rapidly.

Zhao Wuling was a little worried that Zhao Mingxiu had noticed something, so he answered the phone anxiously: " Brother? "

There was also the sound of rain on Zhao Mingxiu's side, and his voice was also tainted with rain, and his throat was sore: " Lingling, would you like to come over to the mountaintop villa? "

Zhao Wuling breathed a sigh of relief, but became nervous again the next second: " What's wrong with auntie? "

Zhao Mingxiu closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before speaking: " She is not emotionally stable and keeps calling your name. "

…

A heavy rain was coming, and an emotionless female voice on the radio was reporting traffic conditions. The driver looked like Zhao Pingbei's security guard, and drove the car almost to the speed limit. The driver's window was lowered, and the rain occasionally poured in.

Zhao Wuling hadn't had breakfast, was dizzy, didn't speak, and leaned against the car window feeling a little uncomfortable.

The driver suddenly braked, making a sharp sound when the tires rubbed against the asphalt road. It was quickly obscured by the sound of rain , and the driver handed over the black umbrella in a business-like manner.

Somewhat hurriedly, he walked around the long corridor in the rain and walked into the villa. Zhao Wuling put away his umbrella, handed it to the servant, and continued upstairs. At the end of the corridor were an ugly-looking Zhao Mingxiu and a silent Zhao Pingbei.

The atmosphere was depressingly silent, and Zhao Wuling's shoes made a sound on the floor. She paused, turned sideways, and said hello to Zhao Pingbei first.

" Uncle. "

Zhao Pingbei nodded calmly and said, " Go in and see your aunt. "

Zhao Wuling was a little confused as to why Zhao Pingbei and Zhao Mingxiu were standing outside. He soon knew the answer. Xie Wanzhi's door was locked from the inside.

Zhao Wuling listened, flexed her fingers, and knocked on the door: " Aunt, it's me, Lingling, could you please open the door and let Lingling see you. "

There was silence inside the door for a moment. Zhao Wuling was a little worried and turned around before he had time to ask: " Brother, what happened to auntie? "

Zhao Mingxiu glanced at Zhao Pingbei first, lowered his eyes, and explained: " My mother knows about someone secretly filming you. "

The subordinates came to report the progress of the investigation. Zhao Pingbei never avoided Xie Wanzhi when discussing official matters. It rained this morning and Xie Wanzhi always slept lightly. When he went downstairs, he accidentally heard that Zhao Wuling was secretly photographed.

Zhao Wuling probably understood the situation , but didn't know what irritated Xie Wanzhi. He continued to knock on the door: " Aunt, I'm fine. Aunt, the person who secretly took the photo has been caught. Don't worry. "

…

After a while, the door lock jingled slightly, and Xie Wanzhi opened the door from the inside. Her hair was draped over her shoulders, and she slowly raised her left hand.

Lightning and thunder fell, shining on the silver blade of the scissors for a moment.

It was almost glowing with silver. Zhao Wuling was frightened. He barely held onto the door frame to steady himself. He swallowed and called Xie Wanzhi: " Auntie ..."

Xie Wanzhi's lips were pale, and her voice was harsh and sharp: " Someone secretly filmed you Lingling. It was your uncle. Your uncle did it. "

Xie Wanzhi was a little excited and repeated incoherently.

Before Zhao Wuling had time to speak, Xie Wanzhi's scissors were already pointed at Zhao Pingbei.

The blade was sharp and the deformed and twisted lines could be seen in the peripheral vision.

Xie Wanzhi's hands were trembling, and she managed to squeeze out a coherent sentence from her throat: " Lingling, it was him who did it. He sent people to follow you and secretly photograph you. "

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds, then realized that Xie Wanzhi had misunderstood something, and explained: " Aunt, not uncle. Uncle is just helping me investigate. Did you hear wrongly? "

Xie Wanzhi's expression was a little relaxed, and she was at a loss holding the scissors.

" Aunt, not uncle. Why did uncle send someone to follow me? Can you put down the scissors first? "

Xie Wanzhi's mental state was not stable, and Zhao Wuling was afraid that she would be hurt, so he continued to persuade her.

Xie Wanzhi was still hesitating, frowning in confusion, not knowing whether to trust his own judgment or not.

Zhao Pingbei suddenly took a few steps forward. Before anyone else could come over, he had already grasped the blade of the knife. It was so sharp that it bled almost instantly, and bright red liquid dripped on the floor.

Zhao Mingxiu's expression changed, and Xie Wanzhi also quickly began to struggle, and more and more blood flowed out. Zhao Pingbei's expression quickly returned to normal, and he used force to completely snatch the scissors away. He changed his hand and held the scissors in his hand. Xie Wanzhi spoke.

" You want Lingling to come. Lingling is here. If I don't go in, don't hurt yourself. "

A crunch.

The door quickly closed and Zhao Pingbei was no longer visible. Xie Wanzhi was in much better spirits, holding Zhao Wuling's hand and chattering.

There were many blood vessels in her hands, and Zhao Pingbei's blood almost splashed on her face just now. Zhao Wuling was a little uncomfortable and had lingering fears. The closed space made her even more uncomfortable.

Xie Wanzhi caught a glimpse of her expression and walked to the window in a panic, reaching out to open the window.

She hurriedly went to explore the window , but couldn't help but look back at Zhao Wuling, and said in a clumsily flattering tone: " Lingling, Lingling , don't be angry. Auntie will help you open the window. If the window is opened, Lingling won't feel uncomfortable. "

The window was very high. After opening it, cold wind and rain rushed in. Xie Wanzhi was wearing thin clothes. Zhao Wuling took a deep breath, forced a smile and advised her: " It's okay, aunt, the rain is very heavy. Can you close it? I'm not afraid." "

Xie Wanzhi didn't listen. She squeezed Zhao Wuling's hand and patted it: " Don't be afraid. Lingling is not afraid. Auntie will protect you. He is injured and won't secretly take pictures of you. "

Zhao Wuling keenly realized that " he " refers to his uncle, and said: " Aunt, did you do this on purpose ? Get the scissors. "

Xie Wanzhi exclaimed and smiled childishly at Zhao Wuling: " Yes. "

Zhao Pingbei was easily fooled, as long as she took some sharp objects first.

Zhao Wuling's eyes were a little bitter and he lowered his eyes, barely holding back the surprise in his heart: " Auntie, let me help you go to bed and lie down to rest. "

Xie Wanzhi looked at Zhao Wuling a little cautiously: " Lingling, are you unhappy ? "

Xie Wanzhi's eyebrows were a little sad, and she stood aside awkwardly, observing Zhao Wuling's expression.

Zhao Wuling shook his head: " No, Lingling is just worried about aunt. How about aunt lie down and rest, so that Lingling won't worry. "

Xie Wanzhi nodded vigorously and repeated: " Okay, I'll lie down. Lingling, don't worry, Lingling, don't be sad. "

…

After finally waiting for Xie Wanzhi to fall asleep, Zhao Wuling sat by the bed, not knowing what he was thinking. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the notebook next to Xie Wanzhi's pillow. It was a small and thick notebook that seemed to have been used.

Zhao Wuling carefully controlled the movement, pulled it out, and opened it. It must have been given by someone else, because the yellowed pages were written with pen writing.

Gift to Xie Wanzhi.

Zhao Wuling glanced at Xie Wanzhi, who was still sleeping, and continued to open the pages.

It was probably a notebook given to Xie Wanzhi by someone, and she later used it to keep a diary. It took a long time, and the handwriting was a little blurry. The words were written in delicate and dignified regular script just like the person she wrote.

—On August 8 , 1993 , it was cloudy. My article was published in the school newspaper . I was in a happy mood. I went on an outing with Zhiwen. He gave me a love poem he wrote. I thought that my heart was the same as his.

—On August 9 , 1993 , Qing, my tutor invited me to his home for dinner. His two sons were also there. Their names are very interesting, Zhao Pingbei and Zhao Pingnan. They were both very friendly.

—On August 11 , 1993 , Qing, I accidentally met my mentor's eldest son again. It turned out that he and I went to the same university, so we were destined .

=== Section 31 === _

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds and quickly turned back.

A thick stack of white paper .

The middle section was empty and the diary had been torn out.

Compared to Wang Zhuosen's half -pimping noise last time, this party was obviously more private. The left and right boxes were also booked together, and no one was allowed to get close. Jiang also raised his eyes and looked at Li Yuanchuan, who nodded. Then he quickly checked the communication equipment in the room.

Make sure everything is correct and leave the room.

Qi Yifei didn't care. He sat quietly and waited for Li Yuanchuan to finish his inspection. He calmly took down the decanter from the shelf next to him. The scarlet liquid swayed in the glass container with his movements. The fine ROMANEE-CONTI exuded a mellow aroma. aroma.

There were only two of them in the room , and Wang Zhuosen was obviously not qualified to participate in this conversation. Qi Yifei leaned close to the edge of the table, raised his hand, and poured wine into Jiang Ye's glass.

" Thank you . "

The central air conditioner was turned on at a very low temperature, and Jiang Ye remained expressionless. Qi Yifei paused, then found a topic to consider before speaking.

" Jiang Ye, I heard you said before that you wanted to open up the British market. "

Huaicheng's circle is so big, and everyone has heard of Zhiyuan Capital's optimism about the London market, but they have always been doubtful before because of Jiang's unclear attitude.

Jiang Ye was obviously not very interested in this topic. He stretched out his hand and loosened his tie: " It's the same everywhere . "

Qi Yifei nodded knowingly, stepped away from a distance, reached out and threw up the special lighter. The metal glowed with a special light. He reached out and opened the cowhide bag, took out a thick stack of plans and handed it to Jiang Ye, asking: " So Mr. Jiang, are you interested in cooperating with me? "

He meant something, referring to something he mentioned when they met some time ago .

Qi Yifei planned to acquire one of the leading technology companies in the industry, but the subscription price was so high that the company's liquidity was difficult to cover.

He hopes that a third-party private equity company will be able to end the game . When the time comes, he will sign a gambling agreement and hold the shares on his behalf. There is no telling who will win.

Jiang didn't even look at it. He took it and flipped it hastily before closing the title page. He just held the cigarette between his fingers without lighting it. It attracted his attention more than a contract worth hundreds of millions.

Jiang was also silent. Qi Yifei couldn't figure out his attitude and didn't dare to speak casually.

Although Qi Yifei is a kid from a rich family, he is still relatively progressive. When his parents talked about him, he could barely be called a young and promising person.

But once compared with Jiang Ye, it is not qualified . Zhiyuan Capital is the top domestic private equity company, with a capital scale of nearly 100 billion under management. What is commendable is that Jiang Ye itself holds a lot of shares and is definitely not a pawn of capital.

The technology company Qi Yifei wants to acquire has grown to this size, and he no longer trusts new capital flows, unless in the process of further development and listing, there is a bait that is tempting enough to take risks when financing.

The investment from Zhiyuan Capital is an irresistible reason.

The rest of the capital will never produce this effect, not to mention that most of the start-up funds of other domestic private equity funds come from the Ivy League alumni association funds, which are favored and controlled by others.

Jiang Ye's face was hidden in the half-bright light and shadow, and his expression showed a rare sense of weariness, the dignity and laziness brought about by long-term hunting in the jungle of capital.

After a long while, he spoke in a calm tone, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

" What can I get? "

" Everything you want, " Qi Yifei was keenly aware of the possibility of cooperation, and his tone was a little eager, " Jiang Ye, you can get everything you want, shares, as well as their products and manufacturing lines, mine The main purpose is the software part. "

Jiang didn't say anything, and Qi Yifei continued to add.

" Mr. Jiang , of course I know this will have a bad impact, but the fruits of victory will be sweeter than expected, right? "

From his understanding, Jiang was definitely not someone who was willing to take things easy.

Jiang didn't say anything. Qi Yifei smiled and handed over his certificate of surrender.

" Mr. Jiang , I heard that the young master of the Mining Group provoked you some time ago. I heard that their family hasn't given you an explanation yet. I don't have much ability, but I can give you an explanation. "

Qi Yifei 's family is not a kind one.

It was interesting. Jiang Ye tapped his knuckles on the table and opened the plan with his fingertips: " Give me another 10% of the profit, and I want that company's chip back-end line. "

Zhiyuan Capital is engaged in value investment and has little to do with chips, but Qi Yifei still agreed.

The touching of the wine glasses was a sign of successful cooperation . Qi Yifei relaxed. Perhaps because he felt that the conversation just now was too heavy, he changed the topic and started talking to Jiang Ye.

" Is it convenient for Mr. Jiang today? Zhang Wanwan, whom Mr. Jiang praised so much that day, is also here. Should I ask her to come up? "

Before he could say anything, Jiang Ye raised his hand and interrupted him. Qi Yifei noticed something and smiled to make up for it: " Oh, that means Mr. Jiang already has a beautiful woman to accompany him. "

Jiang didn't say anything either. , his brows still cold under the light.

The news Qi Yifei found out was that except for Zhang Wanwan, Jiang hadn't praised anyone much, so it was still worth a try and continued to talk.

" Mr. Jiang , you can't get used to women. I'm just trying to shame you because I think you have a good temper. If you turn around and find someone else, she will naturally not dare to take Qiao. "

Qi Yifei drank too much and naturally felt a little dizzy, even daring to call Jiang Ye brother and sister.

Qi Yifei continued, pointing out something: " What is this called, healthy competition? Mr. Jiang, I don't believe you don't understand this. "

With Jiang Ye's current wealth and status, what kind of woman can't get it, not to mention that men have always been so bad-natured, and it's hard to satisfy their desires when they have to look forward to Shu.

To Qi Yifei 's expectation, Jiang Ye's expression turned cold, he pursed his thin lips, but his eyes behind the lenses were still cold, and he spoke to warn him.

" Mr. Qi, cooperate with me, I hope you can remember- "

Jiang Ye's eyes darkened, and a sense of oppression invaded him. Qi Yifei consciously made a mistake and fell silent.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and continued slowly .

" I don't like people talking about my wife. "

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Chapter 25 _ indulge me

◎ You will receive the punishment you deserve ◎

When did Jiang Ye have a wife?

Qi Yifei had almost woken up when Jiang Ye gave him a cold face . He had a look of regret on his face and could only reflect on his lack of information in his mind.

His memory still lingered on the rumors that Jiang Ye was not good at women, otherwise he would not have bet on Zhang Wanwan.

After all, it was a human spirit . Qi Yifei was stunned for a few seconds before realizing it. In his free time, he fiddled with his mobile phone to send messages. After a while, the assistant came in holding a red envelope.

It was almost too thick to cover , Qi Yifei stretched out his hand and pushed it in front of Jiang Ye, with a smile on his face, trying to make up for himself.

" It's true that I am ignorant and have never heard of the good news . Here is a little bit of my heartfelt wishes . I wish Mr. Jiang and his wife a long and happy marriage. "

The specific terms of the contract still need to be revised. They were put away in a brown paper bag just now. Qi Yifei was not sure which words made him please Jiang Ye and made him put away his gloomy expression. The atmosphere in the box became much lighter.

Chaos in the private life of those engaged in finance is commonplace . Jiang Ye was a man of few desires in the past few years and was a clear figure in the circle. Unexpectedly, his establishment in recent years has actually affected his true feelings.

A rare thing.

Qi Yifei tilted his head, lighting up a cigarette to hide his surprise.

The cooperation had not yet been finalized , and the content was somewhat of a legal fling . Neither party wanted to alert the enemy , so Jiang Ye took Li Yuanchuan away first after the negotiation .

In the elevator room, Li Yuanchuan opened the folder and glanced at it quickly , and then reported to He Jiang .

" Mr. Jiang , you have a social gathering at the Huaijiang Banquet at six o'clock in the evening . In addition, Dr. Song said that you missed two medical appointments before and you must go this week. "

The elevator stopped steadily on the second floor below. Li Yuanchuan kept quiet while the door opened. Occasionally there was a beeping sound, and Jiang was silent for a few seconds and asked.

" How's the candid filming going? "

Li Yuanchuan lowered his head, not daring to look at Jiang Ye, and reported: " We are still investigating. The clues are very limited, but we have sent extra manpower. Don't worry. "

The other party is obviously a master of counter-reconnaissance, and he is careful enough when meeting with private detectives, and he doesn't even use communication tools very much.

Jiang Ye looked unusually tired. He stretched out his hand to rub his eyebrows and returned to the previous question.

" Then it will be on Saturday. "

Li Yuanchuan immediately realized that he was talking about seeing a doctor. It should be fine.

For Zhang Wanwan, this day of ups and downs has finally reached the climax of the story .

In the early morning, Wang Zhuosen talked to her on the phone, speaking awkwardly and awkwardly, and praising her vaguely.

Said she had a pair of good eyes.

There was no beginning or end, and she could never understand the hidden meaning of these businessmen. Later, Wang Zhuosen passed her WeChat account to Qi Yifei.

With the help of her agent, she finally understood what these two men meant. They wanted her to seduce Mr. Jiang at the party that day.

…

Barely concealing the turmoil in his heart, Zhang Wanwan didn't know his name until today.

Jiang Ye.

Simple and restrained, as noble as he is.

His achievements are listed on Baidu Encyclopedia . She has never heard of Zhiyuan Capital, but the companies invested by this company are spread across almost every industry and are well known.

Jiang is also an extraordinary young and promising person. His power and wealth make him more charming and exciting.

After retracting her thoughts , Zhang Wanwan tried her best to control herself, took a deep breath, and stretched out her hand to adjust the hem of her skirt. The parking lot was a little cold, and she was trembling slightly, but her heart felt like it was being roasted on a firework.

Wang Zhuosen's words traveled through time and space and sounded in her ears again, as tempting as opening Pandora's box.

" Those crappy TV shows of yours are nothing. Don't you know who Jiang is? If you climb up to him, even the movie king will match you. "

" Haven't you heard of Xinghe Entertainment? On the surface, they are just holding shares on behalf of others. Zhiyuan Capital is the real investor. "

She was frightened to hear it .

It was not too early for Zhang Wanwan to enter the industry, and the pie in the industry has almost been divided up. The female supporting roles in online fairy tale dramas not long ago are almost the best resources she has access to.

But what if you climb up the river? Zhang Wanwan couldn't help but think about this possibility in his mind.

Enormous wealth is within reach.

=== Section 32 === _

Jiang Ye was taciturn, and so was Li Yuanchuan . He opened the door for Jiang Ye in silence, and then took a detour to the driver. The bright car lights came on, and the sound of the engine was deafening in the quiet parking lot.

Jiang Ye's car was easy to recognize, low-key and luxurious, and the number was an unusual license plate. Zhang Wanwan let out a long breath, her nails almost digging into her flesh, and hurried to Jiang Ye's car. She started Fortunately, I still kept Jiang Ye's suit after that day.

It can be used as an excuse to come to him.

Zhang Wanwan pursed her lips, stretched out her hand to tap with her knuckles, and saw her own anxious face reflected in the car window.

Then the rear seat window came down.

The parking lot was slightly dark, and Jiang Ye's fingers had an imperceptible scarlet color. His eyelids were thin and white, and his eyes were completely introverted . Most of the time, he had no emotion.

Zhang Wanwan can almost deduce that he was definitely a model student when he was studying. He was the one who spoke on the national flag stage as a student representative. Now he has an obvious elite temperament.

Zhang Wanwan was a little nervous, took a deep breath and said hello.

" Mr. Jiang . "

Zhang Wanwan tried hard to make his voice sound sweeter.

Jiang didn't even raise his eyes, held the cigarette and raised his eyebrows, saying in a calm tone: " Is something wrong? "

A completely unfamiliar tone.

Zhang Wanwan's movements froze, probably realizing that Jiang hadn't recognized her yet, and her ears turned redder due to embarrassment. She subconsciously introduced herself: " Mr. Jiang , I am Zhang Wanwan. I am in the Bureau of the Wang Group." I saw you ... left your suit jacket that day. "

After Zhang Wanwan finished speaking, he picked up the paper bag with the suit in his hand and shook it to show that he was not cheating.

" I went to your company, but the front desk of your company seemed to have misunderstood and asked me to throw it away directly. "

Zhang Wanwan was well versed in the art of speaking. He opened his eyes wide and spoke pitifully.

Jiang Ye finally remembered something, raised his eyes, and cast his eyes on Zhang Wanwan's face, as if he was examining her and almost seeing through her.

The latter was holding his breath and trying his best to maintain an angle that made his face look smaller.

After a long while, Jiang Ye chuckled and said, " Miss Zhang, could you please take out my suit? "

" certainly. "

Zhang Wanwan was stunned for a few seconds. Although he felt a little strange, he did not refuse. He held the paper bag in one hand, raised his coat in front of Jiang Ye, and spoke.

" Mr. Jiang , this is it ..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang also stretched out his hand, and the scarlet red on his fingertips fell on the suit. The expensive fabric could not withstand the sparks and high temperature, and was soon swallowed up with black holes.

Zhang Wanwan almost screamed, but managed to hold it back. Jiang also removed his hand, and the spread of the fire quickly stopped.

Zhang Wanwan's face turned red almost instantly from shame and anger. She wanted to say something and felt embarrassed.

Jiang Ye's expression remained as usual, he loosened his tie and said, " Miss Zhang, that's what I meant. "

Because these eyes were somewhat similar to Zhao Wuling's, he had already left enough dignity for her.

What's the point of worrying about a suit? The one that's on Zhao Wuling's body is valuable.

Because there is a reason to see her again.

It was inconvenient for Zhao Wuling to go out, so Yu Shuang went to Lanshui Mansion to visit Zhao Wuling when he had free time.

Yu Shuang was obviously in a good mood. He hummed a little tune and took out a small and exquisite gift box from his bag and handed it to Zhao Wuling. His tone was also a bit funny.

" Deng-deng-deng— , send you Lingling. "

The gift box that suddenly appeared in Zhao Wuling's sight was in the classic Hermès orange color, and it looked like it was not cheap.

Zhao Wuling was a little surprised and turned to look at Yu Shuang.

" Why did you suddenly give me something? "

Yu Shuang was even more surprised and asked her: " No, Lingling, you didn't read my Weibo? "

Zhao Wuling stretched out his hand to tuck his hair back, touched his mobile phone on the sofa, and took the time to reply to Yu Shuang: " No, I have been painting recently. "

Painting is one of the few things that Zhao Wuling devotes himself to.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wuling touched his phone, unlocked it, and looked at Yu Shuang's social account.

Yu Shuang couldn't wait and explained to her in his ear .

" Lingling, do you still remember that art-related variety show I told you about? The person in charge of their program definitely invited me. "

Some time ago, Yu Shuang shared the pictures and texts of Zhao Wuling doing high-end fitting on his social platform. The response at that time was only a small hit, and there were many comments.

Three days later, the picture and text went viral. Yu Shuang gained 200,000 followers in a few days.

It's a coincidence that a big flower in the entertainment industry wore the same style as Zhao Wuling to attend a red carpet event. This haute couture skirt was directly stripped to the ground. It was made by a well-known designer and is worth a lot of money. Big flower That one was borrowed reluctantly.

Yu Shuang's pictures and texts are naturally eye-catching. The difference is that the female star borrowed it from the brand, and it was obvious that it didn't fit well, while Zhao Wuling made it privately customized.

After a small explosion, Yu Shuang naturally became the best choice for the show.

Before Zhao Wuling finished listening, he curled his lips and smiled, and said congratulations sincerely.

She knew that Yu Shuang had been following that variety show for a long time.

Yu Shuang chuckled twice, then reacted belatedly and asked: " Lingling, this won't cause you any trouble, will it? "

After all, Zhao Wuling's identity is indeed quite special.

Zhao Wuling thought seriously for a few seconds, then shook his head indifferently.

" It doesn't matter, you have all the stickers. "

Yu Shuang nodded , thinking so. Currently, people in the comment section felt that her friend was either rich or noble, not an ordinary person, but no one had guessed Zhao Wuling's specific identity yet.

She clicked on the little red dot on social media, and a message suddenly appeared in the comment area of a high-end dress.

[ User 1765921 : If you despise my love, you will be punished as you deserve, and the Lord's judgment is about to come. 】

Yu Shuang didn't pay attention to the nonsense . He swiped right and clicked delete. He raised his eyes and continued to gossip about Zhao Wuling's current situation.

" By the way, your ex-boyfriend, what's going on with you, call him quickly. "

Annoyed when talking about this, Zhao Wuling yawned and said: " He, he asked me to pursue him. "

I originally thought that reconciliation was just a matter of process, but who would have imagined that Jiang Ye would be so difficult to deal with now.

Yu Shuang was dumbfounded and couldn't believe how big a guy he was, that he still needed Zhao Wuling to chase him?

Zhao Wuling's beauty is basically the kind that can go sideways in non-Asian circles. She doesn't need to chase people in London, just put on makeup seriously. Her ex-boyfriend has taken a different approach.

Yu Shuang was also a little curious and asked: " Lingling, what do you think? "

Zhao Wuling thoughtfully untied the bow ribbon tied outside the jewelry box and answered in a nonchalant tone.

" Let's try it. "

Zhao Wuling was like a kitten whose interest was aroused. After being satisfied with material things, he was attracted by uncertain emotions.

It doesn't matter , then ... just follow it and see .

She hasn't chased anyone for many years. The last time she chased ... President Jiang .

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Chapter 26 _ indulge me

◎ If you hold a torch and walk against the wind, you will surely burn your hands. ◎

" When was the last time you had a nightmare ? "

" The day before yesterday. "

" The content of the dream? "

"..."

Song Shili, who was behind the table , stretched out his hand , tapped on the table , and repeated: " The content of the nightmare, otherwise I would not be able to judge the steps of psychotherapy. "

" I dreamed of ... breaking up with Zhao Wuling . There were many people around and it was very noisy. "

Song Shili lowered his head to record, and after writing a few words, he continued to ask: " Did this experience happen in reality , or was it just a dream? "

The gentle sunlight shines through the glass on Jiang Ye behind the desk. There is a hint of tiredness in his brows and eyes, his Adam's apple rolls, and his voice sounds like someone who has drunk strong alcohol.

" Dreamland. "

Song Shili raised his eyebrows and nodded thoughtfully : " You just mentioned that there are many people around you , right ? Do you feel that they are laughing at you ... or even making a fool of you? "

The outline of Jiang Ye 's profile was smooth and clear , quickly interrupting Song Shili .

" No one can fool me. "

Song Shili put down the consultation board used for recording and continued to ask questions.

" You don't care about other people's opinions. Of course they can't fool you. In fact, you think your ex-girlfriend fooled you. Her leaving without saying goodbye is a kind of betrayal to you, right? "

Jiang Ye was silent. After a while, he lowered his eyes and lit a cigarette. The smoke slowly rose. Song Shili raised his eyes to observe Jiang Ye's reaction.

The smoke burned bit by bit , the scarlet swallowed up the white , and the ashes fell in vain . Jiang Ye seemed to be reminded, repeating word by word: " She didn't fool me. "

Zhao Wuling was only seventeen years old at the time , and freshness was the decisive factor in most of her choices . It was not her fault.

Of course , the sin of seducing Zhao Wuling in London is unforgivable.

Song Shili touched his chin with his hand, frowned after listening, sighed, and made a conclusion for Jiang Ye.

" Jiang Ye, the situation is more serious than I thought . You may have paranoid personality disorder, and your parents are very controlling. This is reflected in your love relationship. You desire to control your ex- girlfriend and desire for her to love you wholeheartedly . "

=== Section 33 === _

A native family with an overly controlling desire can easily lead to tragedy. Not long ago, there was news about the rule of law that a top university student killed his mother. Song Shili thought of Jiang Ye the moment he saw it.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows and asked nonchalantly : " So what ? "

Song Shili choked at this sentence and replied: " The problem is obvious, Jiang Ye, the ex-girlfriend means the girlfriend who has broken up. "

Song Shili analyzed with a dedicated attitude.

" Jiang Ye, from a professional point of view, I suggest you stay away from your ex-girlfriend. You can't control your feelings for her and can easily destroy yourself or hurt others. The sword of Damocles hanging above your head will fall at any time. "

Feelings that cannot be controlled can only be avoided as much as possible.

Jiang didn't take it seriously and chuckled playfully: " Dr. Song, I don't seem to have paid for love consultation. "

Song Shili shrugged and replied: " Mr. Jiang , that's all I have to say. "

Jiang Ye's character itself is very dangerous, and possessiveness and jealousy are the main symptoms of this personality disorder. With Jiang Ye's status and ability, the consequences will only be more difficult to recover.

Jiang Ye smoked silently, the smoke lingering on the bridge of his nose, dangerous and taciturn.

Song Shili provided him with psychological counseling for several years, and was paid a lot of money. He couldn't bear it, and finally reminded him: " Jiang Ye, if you hold a torch and walk against the wind, you will definitely burn your hands. "

Jiang should know better than he does about the truth that love lasts forever .

Because of the backlight, Jiang Ye's expression could not be clearly seen. Song Shili opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.

The cell phone dinged immediately. It was Jiang Ye's cell phone. Song Shili was concerned about Jiang Ye's career and politely tilted his head to avoid it.

It must be news. Jiang Ye's eyes fell on the mobile phone screen. After a moment, he put out his cigarette in the glass ashtray, stood up, and spoke in a tone that was unquestionable.

" Dr. Song, the consultation ends here. "

Yu Shuang was busy preparing to participate in a variety show. Chen Manyun was busy with the aerospace project recently and blocked the news as if he had lost contact. Yang Chengyu called to ask about Zhao Wuling's current situation.

" Just like that , sitting at home and painting, it's not like you don't know. "

Zhao Wuling casually threw the orange in the fruit bowl up, caught it when it fell, and took some time to complain to Yang Chengyu.

The employer of the private detective was not found. Zhao Wuling was always at risk of being secretly photographed and did not dare to go out. After Zhao Wuling sent the oil painting that was going to be auctioned in two days to be framed, he did nothing.

Yang Chengyu proposed over there, but Zhao Wuling decisively rejected it the next second he heard it clearly.

" No, there is no need to send guards to me. I am not an important person. Some time ago, my uncle also wanted to send guards to me. I am not comfortable and I am wasting police force. "

Yang Chengyu had just been transferred back from Beijing, and the entire Huaicheng was observing his movements. Zhao Wuling didn't want to be the target of public criticism.

The office was neat and serious. Yang Chengyu didn't have time to change into his military uniform. He squinted his eyes and wiped the gun body with a flannel cloth. He didn't know what he thought of and said vaguely: " Lingling, I'll send someone to pick you up and bring you to the military area. How about it? "

No matter how noble Zhao Wuling is, secretly photographing him will only be treated as an administrative penalty, but secretly photographing the military area is a felony and he can be arrested and interrogated on the spot . There will be plenty of means to get him to talk.

If you dare to secretly photograph Zhao Wuling, you should pay a corresponding price, which is fair.

Yang Chengyu raised his hand, still wiping it, and blew into the gun when he paused. The fierceness on his face flashed away, and soon it seemed like it didn't exist. He spoke in a relaxed tone, waiting for Zhao Wuling to answer.

Zhao Wuling hesitated for a few seconds and refused: " Forget it. "

The loving and pampering environment naturally nurtured her innocence and kindness. Zhao Wuling has not done any substantial harm so far, and naturally does not want to push others to a dead end.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Wuling looked through the picture album boredly. The colors were very good, but she was not in the mood. She turned to look at the new product album sent by the luxury store, with the same lack of interest.

Zhao Wuling put the booklet aside casually, and with a thought in mind, he took out his cell phone to send a message to Jiang Ye.

【 wulinggliangjingjing : calling jiangye】

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: Jiang Ye, I want to go out to play. Can you pick me up? Someone secretly filmed me. I don't want to go out alone. 】

[ Wuling Shining: Area A of Lanshui Mansion . 】

Zhao Wuling paused after sending the address, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Ye bought orange soda that day. Didn't he ask her about the floor?

Maybe he asked Zhao Mingxiu.

Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention, but the message he sent to Jiang Ye seemed to have fallen into disarray, with no reply.

Maybe Jiang is busy?

Zhao Wuling was still hesitating whether to call or not, but the red dot of Jiang Ye's message was pushed to the top the next second.

[ JY : Go downstairs. 】

The weather is good today. Zhao Wuling is still wearing a floral dress. The jade-like begonia flowers are painted on a turmeric background. There are exaggerated begonia knots on the shoulders. Zhao Wuling's slightly curly hair is braided behind her head.

It was almost evening, with sunglasses on Zhao Wuling's palm-sized face, his hands behind his back, and he got into the passenger seat without speaking to Jiang Ye.

Jiang didn't stop him. He suspected that Zhao Wuling's wrist was injured and was distracted, but the angle was restricted and he couldn't see Zhao Wuling's right hand.

Jiang Ye held the steering wheel and started the car. Zhao Wuling took off his sunglasses and caught a glimpse of Jiang Ye's expression in the car's front view mirror.

With an expressionless face and no trace of his happiness or anger, Zhao Wuling finally reached out his right hand and handed the thing in his hand to Jiang Ye.

His sight was blocked and his sense of smell first became aware of its presence. Jiang also lowered his eyes to look at the thing held in Zhao Wuling's hand.

Zhao Wuling casually wrapped a dewy rose with a tired picture album page.

Delicate, romantic and casual.

Zhao Wuling tilted his head, smiled, and talked to Jiang Ye.

" Here, Jiang Ye, give it to you. "

Jiang Ye was still controlling the steering wheel, lowered his eyes, and replied: " Thank you. "

With a very dull reaction , not even a look of surprise, Zhao Wuling asked for trouble and casually threw the rose onto the glove compartment in front of the car.

Also, after all these years, how could Jiang Ye still be happy because of a flower?

After all , it was still summer, and the light was strong. It shone on the roses through the car window, and the dewdrops occasionally reflected the fine light. Jiang Ye reached out and took off the roses and inserted them into the small storage compartment between the driver and passenger.

The rose that Zhao Wuling had just used to vent his temper was now properly placed in the shade. Jiang Ye looked straight ahead, as if observing the road conditions, and spoke.

" Thank you, it's beautiful. "

Zhao Wuling nodded perfunctorily and spoke without knowing what he was thinking of.

" Jiang Ye, are you busy today ? Did I disturb you? "

Zhao Wuling had just realized that she was an unemployed vagrant with free time, but Jiang Ye still had companies and projects to take care of.

" It's nothing, today is a holiday. "

Zhao Wuling had nothing to say, " Oh, then your job is quite easy. "

Jiang Ye hummed, and the car slowly drove out of the area of Lanshui Mansion. He raised his eyes, looked at Zhao Wuling in the front view mirror, and asked.

" Do you want to have dinner ? "

Zhao Wuling took out his cell phone, checked the time, and said yes.

" Is it okay to have a Japanese food store ? "

" I don't want to eat Japanese food. "

" There is a Suzhou restaurant nearby . "

" No, who eats Suzhou food at four o'clock in the afternoon. "

Zhao Wuling did come with the attitude of pursuing someone before going downstairs, including preparing the rose, but his true nature was exposed almost instantly.

She has always been arrogant, picky and dissatisfied because there are always people who tolerate her.

Jiang did so, and the car finally stopped in front of Qingshiban Alley.

Although we are still in the city center, this street seems to have been forgotten by the bustling city. It is so quiet that you can hear the sound of birds flying across the sky. The simple bricks and stones separate the hustle and bustle of the city, and the passage of time slows down with the tranquility.

Because it had rained a few days ago, the alley was a little wet. Zhao Wuling opened the door and got out of the car. He looked up and looked at the small single-family building with a second floor. The name of the store was written in cursive on a dark wooden plaque— The breeze makes.

It's a teahouse.

The pavement is paved with cobblestones, and the bamboo fence is very interesting. The inside of the teahouse is also simple and elegant, with its own running water system. Occasionally, deliberately created mist floats in front of you. There are a few tables of guests sitting here and there on the first floor.

The waiter came to us wearing elegant new Chinese clothes, with a hosta in Ruyun's hair , and smiled appropriately and politely: " Hello, Mr. Jiang, is it still the same room as usual? "

Jiang is also a frequent visitor to the teahouse, and the waiter has met many of Jiang Ye's business partners.

But none of them are like Zhao Wuling.

She is even more beautiful than female celebrities, and has a face that is stunning even without a smile.

The waiter was surprised, but his face remained normal. He led the two of them to the tea room competently. It was the innermost room on the second floor. It was quiet, spacious and well-furnished. The tea house owner Cong Jiang also received a lot of investment advice from here. It's a bit of a friendship.

Zhao Wuling sat down a little awkwardly, resting her forearms on the edge of the tea table, folding her hands, and scratching her fingertips uneasily. There seemed to be water on the branches of the roses, and she was a little itchy.

Jiang also took a tissue from the side and handed it to her. He raised his eyebrows and stared at Zhao Wuling's hand.

" Thanks. "

Zhao Wuling took the tissue, rubbed his white hands on the tissue unnaturally, and spoke first: " There seems to be water on the roses. "

Jiang Ye nodded and did not ask any further questions.

Zhao Wuling blinked his eyes, took a deep breath, and as if he finally made up his mind, he spoke: " Jiang— "

A knock on the door sounded at this time. Zhao Wuling's words were interrupted. He pursed his lips, frowned in displeasure, and scratched the table with his nails. Jiang also raised his voice to let the outsider in.

It was the waiter who had just ushered them in. The tea was usually kept in a special room. The waiter put down the tea tray with a respectful attitude : " Mr. Jiang, the Lushan Yunwu you want . "

The waiters are well trained and leave quickly.

Zhao Wuling spoke through the rising fog: " Jiang Ye, don't you have anything to ask me? "

When she was studying, she had sprained her ankle and Jiang was busy. Now the message she sent mentioned that she was secretly photographed, but Jiang Ye didn't care. Zhao Wuling felt so sour in his heart that he felt as if he had eaten a whole lemon and still peeled it off. A sort of.

Jiang Ye raised his head , poured tea for Zhao Wuling, and asked her, " What? "

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, with a look of grievance in his beautiful eyes: " Jiang Ye, I've been really unhappy recently . There was a person at the banquet that day who was really annoying, and there was another person who hired a detective to secretly photograph me. They haven't found out yet. . "

It's not a big grievance, but Zhao Wuling is a child who can cry and knows how to ask for his own rewards.

Jiang Ye hummed and answered the question: " You will be satisfied. "

Sun Tiancheng broke a leg. After recovering from the injury, he will be sent to the northwest by his family.

Zhao Wuling frowned and said in a confused tone: " What? "

Jiang Ye didn't stop moving: " Your cousin told me, don't worry, we will find it soon. "

=== Section 34 === _

Zhao Wuling couldn't hold back, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ye, and asked, " Jiang Ye, are you also helping with the investigation? "

After getting Jiang Ye's affirmative answer, the corners of Zhao Wuling's lips curved up almost instantly, and he pressed forward, holding the teacup in his hand, and pretending to be a coincidence in his tone.

" Yes, you and my cousin are partners, so it's not surprising that you would help him. "

Zhao Wuling really hoped that Jiang Ye could interrupt and say that this was for her, not Zhao Mingxiu, but Jiang Ye's expression seemed to acquiesce.

Zhao Wuling had no choice but to regard it as a coincidence, lowered his eyes and looked at the light tea in the teacup. He thought of something and continued to test: " Then Jiang Ye, why did you become engaged in finance later on ? "

Jiang Ye's tone was still calm and he replied to her: " Many people's careers have nothing to do with their majors. "

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, instinctively feeling that it shouldn't be that simple, because he was Jiang Ye, not an ordinary person.

Chen Manyun said that Jiang Ye studied mathematical problems with his tutor when he was in college. Moreover, based on Zhao Wuling's limited understanding of Jiang Ye at the time, she always thought that Jiang would also be a mathematician.

Jiang Ye was noncommittal. Zhao Wuling didn't get the answer he wanted, so he asked, " Jiang Ye, am I very curious ? "

" No. "

" Then why didn't you say anything? I thought it was my question that was difficult to answer. "

Jiang Ye reached out and placed the tea cup near Zhao Wuling, thinking carefully. After a moment, he raised his eyes and looked directly at her with reserved eyes behind his lenses: " I was just thinking ... how to say that you will always remain curious about me. "

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Jiang Ye's search history: How to make the roses my wife gave me last forever

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Chapter 27 _ indulge me

◎ Do I need a reason to give you something? ◎

" I'm just wondering ... how can you keep being curious about me. "

Jiang Ye's words instantly silenced the atmosphere . The dusk on the horizon fell, and the orange glow fell on Jiang Ye. It was almost inhumanely cold and white . The cufflinks were low-key black, and even the collar of his shirt was exposed. The Adam's apple is beautiful, but Jiang Ye's temperament has always been overwhelming.

It's so cold that it can tempt people to break the rules , or tempt people to abandon the world with him.

Jiang Ye's expression was rarely serious, but Zhao Wuling was completely unaware of it. He supported his chin on his wrist and looked at him with a smile and affectionate eyes: " Jiang Ye , I am very curious about you right now. "

What Zhao Wuling must admit is that Jiang Ye is more charming now than when he was young.

The dignity and calmness bestowed by the years, mixed with the occasional youthful spirit, are impartial and poke at Zhao Wuling's aesthetic point.

She spoke casually, and Jiang also lowered his eyes in the mist that occasionally rose, curling his lips almost self-deprecatingly, but said nothing.

His outline also looked faintly gloomy when he was silent. Zhao Wuling caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye and knocked on the tea table with his knuckles, raising his voice and questioning him.

" Jiang Ye , so what's the reason ? "

There are so many different fields , why are you engaged in finance?

" I forgot , I encountered some things at that time , and my mentor recommended me to work in an investment bank , and that's how I stayed. "

The tea left irregular water marks on his hands . Jiang also wiped it with a tissue and added: " Lingling, that's all. "

Zhao Wuling snorted, keenly aware that Jiang didn't want to say anything, lowered his head, and played with the teacup on his side in boredom.

Zhao Wuling grew up in Jinxiu Zhuyu, loved by many people, and knew nothing about financial stocks. Of course, he and Jiang had nothing in common.

It seemed like it was the same in the past , she was superficial and half-hearted. Jiang also liked to read Nietzsche and Camus, which were obscure and difficult to understand. Zhao Wuling couldn't even read sentences fluently. But at that time, when she was in love and alone, Jiang also finished writing the test papers and could observe Zhao Wuling for a long time.

Of course, they can also kiss for a long time, and the snow-white and neat white shirt will finally be stained with Zhao Wuling's lipstick. Zhao Wuling rested his hands on the table in the president's office and crumpled the test paper. After he was out of breath and then moved closer, Jiang Ye would become very talkative and agree to Zhao Wuling's almost ridiculous request.

" boom- "

There was a crisp sound. Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention when he was thinking about something. The porcelain tea cup was knocked over. The tea immediately spread on the table, and some of it dripped on the wooden floor of the tea room.

" Excuse me. "

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips and stood up holding on to the dry part of the table. His tone was not necessarily apologetic, and he was ready to wipe it with a tissue.

Before she even touched the tissue, Jiang Ye stretched out his hand to hold her wrist. It had a naturally low temperature. His bones were clearly defined, and the veins on his hands could be faintly seen. The edges of his nails were trimmed cleanly and neatly.

" Here, are you burned? "

" without. "

Zhao Wuling shook his head and stood aside obediently, watching the water-soaked tea table being tidied up bit by bit by Jiang Ye. He lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

The soaked tissue was thrown aside, and from the corner of his eye, Zhao Wuling caught a glimpse of Jiang Ye's white cufflinks being splashed with little bits of tea, reminding him.

" Jiang Ye, your sleeves are also stained with tea. "

Jiang Ye raised his hand, but his movements were a little slow. He piled paper towels on his cuffs and wiped them for a few seconds, then left quickly.

It was obviously not wiped clean .

Zhao Wuling finally realized that he was still chasing someone, and felt that this was an opportunity to show off. He took out a tissue from the side and approached Jiang Ye: " Jiang Ye, let me wipe it for you. "

Jiang Ye's body was a little stiff, but he did not refuse Zhao Wuling's approach.

Zhao Wuling used a small piece of paper towel with his hand and wiped it carefully for a few seconds. He found that Jiang Ye's watch was actually stained with water. Zhao Wuling pursed his lips and thought about it before making a suggestion: " Jiang Ye, you put it on Take off your watch, it's hard to clean if it's on your hand. "

Jiang didn't refuse directly , but he avoided Zhao Wuling calmly with his wrist and said, " It doesn't matter, it just looks wet. "

It was not in line with Jiang Ye's past habit of being clean and tidy. Zhao Wuling realized something and timidly retracted his hand, pursed his lips, remained silent for a few seconds, raised his eyes, looked directly at Jiang Ye , and tried to make amends for himself: " I know, you I won't mind if the tattoo is washed off. "

" I don't mean to blame you, Jiang Ye. "

She left without saying goodbye. Jiang also washed off the tattoo as the most correct thing to do. Who would keep the name of his ex-girlfriend who abandoned him?

Jiang didn't move. He stretched out his hands to straighten his cuffs. The watch was completely covered. His voice was a little astringent: " It's not stained with much water. Don't look at it. "

very ugly.

Jiang was unwilling, so naturally Zhao Wuling would not force it. The atmosphere that was just barely harmonious suddenly dropped to freezing point at this moment. Zhao Wuling blinked, holding back the sourness of crying, and returned to his seat at a loss.

No matter how extravagantly a kiss can offset past deceptions and goodbyes without saying goodbye, tearing up the surface of peace, love is always a bad thing.

The tissue was held in Zhao Wuling's hand so hard that he felt pain through the tissue. Zhao Wuling was silent for a long time and asked, " Does it hurt ? "

" What? "

Zhao Wuling's lips were bitten until they turned white, and he added word by word: " Tattoo removal , does it hurt? "

Jiang was still pouring tea for her, and after a moment of silence, he replied: " It's okay. "

Casual tone.

Love in London is a consensual relationship. Zhao Wuling can make decisions at will without feeling guilty about his conscience, only Jiang Ye.

Recalling his morbid and forbearing look, he was restrained while kissing her. He looked sad when she was ignored. The proud man lowered his head and begged her during the kiss.

Zhao Wuling closed his eyes and found that it was not difficult to apologize. He choked up and said, " I'm sorry, Jiang Ye. "

For a long time, the room was filled with silence.

" It doesn't matter. "

Just like every time he forgave Zhao Wuling for taking the leave note in the past, Jiang also answered in a calm tone.

It is not a small incident that makes the atmosphere indescribably awkward. The teahouse also has pastries, which are exquisite and delicious, and each one has a poetic name. But Zhao Wuling's interest was waning and he didn't say much.

She quickly made an excuse that she had forgotten her appointment with Zhao Mingxiu and wanted to go home in a hurry. Jiang didn't know whether he believed it or deliberately didn't point it out and drove her back to Lanshui Mansion.

Silent all the way, Zhao Wuling lowered her eyebrows, with begonia flowers painted on her skirt. She lowered her head and leaned against the car window, with an expression even more moving than the begonia flowers.

The scenery outside the car flew by, neon-colored rich lights swept in, and the evening breeze was mixed with heat. Zhao Wuling raised his eyes boredly, looking at the scenery outside becoming more and more familiar. Frame by frame passed by, and the vehicle finally slowly and slowly Stopped smoothly in front of Lanshui Mansion.

Not far away, the fountain at the entrance of Lanshui Mansion was activated, and columnar water spurted out, creating a mist. Children who looked like they were only seven or eight years old were playing by the fountain. The continuous laughter and laughter made the car even quieter and breathtaking. You can all hear the beauty of the rose before it blooms and wilts, and the thin fragrance lingers in your nose.

There was silence in the car. Zhao Wuling tucked her loose hair behind her ears with some embarrassment. She took a deep breath and summoned the courage to speak: " Jiang Ye, I'll go back first. "

Jiang Ye was still silent, Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention, pursed his lips, said goodbye, turned aside, and prepared to open the door.

Without opening it, Zhao Wuling reacted for a few seconds and continued to exert force. Hearing the slight sound of the car's control center locking the door, he turned around and finally noticed Jiang leaning over.

The space became narrower and narrower. Zhao Wuling instinctively turned her head to hide. Without warning, Jiang Ye quickly caught his hands, and their skins were touching. Jiang Ye's palms rubbed her wrists suggestively, like before a kiss. omen.

Zhao Wuling couldn't help but closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing. There was an alluring luster on his cherry-colored lips. His breathing was a little messy. He suddenly remembered the discomfort last time and said in a panic: " Jiang Ye, don't tie me up with a tie. " I. "

Jiang also laughed softly, said nothing, and moved silently.

Closing my eyes, my other senses seemed to be more acute. For a moment, I didn't feel any restraint on my wrist, but instead felt a heavy falling feeling and coldness.

Zhao Wuling opened his eyes, lowered his head, and was stunned for a few seconds.

When you look at the jingle bracelets on your wrists , they are two thin and complete jade bracelets. They are so named because they collide with each other and make a sound.

Jiang Ye must have just taken it out from the passenger compartment. The sandalwood box with the scent of agarwood was put aside. Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and observed that it was white as delicate as mutton fat, even with a milky yellow color. Even Zhao Wuling felt so dizzy that he was amazed.

Zhao Wuling raised his hand and moved it, and the bracelet swayed slightly. It made a sweet and crisp sound when it collided. It was in surprisingly good condition and was naturally worth a lot of money.

Zhao Wuling turned around and asked Jiang Ye hesitantly: " Why ... give this to me? "

For no reason.

Jiang Ye's eyes fell on Zhao Wuling's wrist, and he asked vaguely, " Do I need a reason to give you something? "

He lowered his eyes, as if simply commenting: " I match you very well . "

The dark clouds weighing on his heart were dispelled in an instant. Zhao Wuling didn't know what he thought of, but he curved his lips and smiled and said it looked good.

The view in the car was not good, so she raised her hand to look at the light outside the car. The jade was crystal clear and warm under the light. She couldn't tell which one was whiter, the jade or the wrist. Zhao Wuling turned her head and asked in a coquettish voice unconsciously.

" Jiang Ye, are you beautiful? "

Fortunately, the scene was dark and unclear at the moment, covering Jiang Ye's expression.

=== Section 35 === _

very beautiful.

He admired Zhao Wuling's expression in the dark .

He accidentally saw the thing at Christie's auction some time ago . The whole piece of raw material was finally sold for nearly 100 million. The master invited from Hong Kong and Macao suggested that he make a whole piece of jade carving, which was the most suitable choice.

Jiang didn't take it seriously and ordered the best parts to be polished to make a bracelet for Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wu Linghe should use the best for everything.

The jade bracelet hanging on her wrist was indeed very beautiful. She smiled without any aggression, and the skin on her shoulders and neck looked whiter in the radiance, with an innocent and alluring look.

Let Jiang also remember that many nights he wanted to lock her in a dark cage, not allowing others to see her, and not allowing her to see others, binding her hands, controlling her passion, and confirming it with his lips and tongue. Possession and intimacy.

Teach her that she should be loyal to her feelings.

Then dawn came, and he received emails from London, where she and her blond boyfriend were photographed kissing while visiting London's landmarks.

Can't log in anymore .

He had long passed the age of being emotional, but he still couldn't help but feel jealous, almost masochistically imagining how she would smile coquettishly and shed tears at others.

Unable to stop admiring him, he had no choice but to empathize with his resentment and repeatedly warned himself that Zhao Wuling was just a child at heart, so naive that he would inevitably be attracted by the scenery along the way.

Whoever seduces her will be sent to hell.

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Mr. Jiang : Instead of blaming your wife, it is better to resent others.

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Chapter 28 _ indulge me

◎ Celia , long time no see . ◎

The next day , Zhao Wuling went back to his old house to visit Zhao Pingbei, who was still recovering from his injuries. He bought lilies at a flower shop on the way. The white and stretched flowers exuded a refreshing fragrance . Zhao Wuling said hello and handed the flowers to him. maid.

Zhao Pingbei's palms were wrapped with thick gauze, and he was half leaning on a wicker chair . His face was a little pale. Of course, he was the best family doctor. However, Zhao Pingbei was old and had a slow metabolism and needed time to recover.

He was always serious , but he was rarely kind to Zhao Wuling , and he kept his energy to ask about Zhao Wuling's current situation.

" I'm fine, uncle. " Zhao Wuling held up the tea cup, pursed his lips, pretending to be nonchalant, and asked, " Are you okay, aunt ? "

" It's still the same. Two days ago, someone introduced a psychiatrist who returned from studying abroad. I heard he's pretty good. I'm going to wait until your aunt's mood stabilizes before seeing him. "

Xie Wan's consciousness was somewhat confused in the past few years . She always thought about Zhao Wuling and occasionally became mentally disturbed.

Zhao Wuling nodded along with Zhao Pingbei's words , and suddenly thought of Xie Wanzhi's diary. Strange thoughts flew through his mind , and he paused , but still did not speak.

I made an excuse and got up. After going out , I met Zhao Mingxiu watering the flowers at the end of the corridor.

Xie Wanzhi moved to the villa on the top of the mountain after that incident. The old house still maintained her previous preferences, with thick and soft carpets and warm and bright plants decorated at the corners of the corridor.

Zhao Wuling didn't expect that Zhao Mingxiu was there, so he came closer and touched the flowers with his fingertips. He was bored and teased Zhao Mingxiu: " Why is the busy man here? "

Zhao Mingxiu kept moving his hands. After pouring the water, he put the watering can on the window edge and said to her: " It's nothing, come back and take a look. "

Zhao Wuling groaned, but felt it was unreasonable: " Aren't you always busy with your chip? "

Zhao Wuling has been working on projects every day, but he still doesn't understand what Zhao Mingxiu is studying.

" It's not bad. Some redundant departments were eliminated some time ago and the operation is better. Now we are encountering some problems. The people we are cooperating with are still on a business trip in Beijing and will be back in two days. "

Algorithms are the core part of artificial intelligence , but Rongxin Technology's previous partners were poached by unicorn companies in the industry. Zhao Mingxiu is currently looking for new partners.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, still playing with the petals with his fingers. With a little force, he could feel the meridians of the flower.

It was a rare meeting. Zhao Mingxiu didn't want to talk about business, so he changed the subject. He saw Zhao Wuling's jade bracelet from the corner of his eye, looked at it carefully for a while, and raised his eyebrows.

" The bracelet is beautiful, who gave it to me? "

The texture is thick and delicate, warm and flawless. Zhao Mingxiu has seen many elegant clothes in the northwest in the past few years. What Zhao Wuling wears on his wrist is definitely not a vulgar one.

Zhao Wuling shook his wrist, and the white jade bracelets collided slightly, and the sound was crisp and sweet.

Zhao Wuling curled his lips and smiled. He glanced at Zhao Mingxiu from the corner of his eye before replying: " What do you think? "

There were not many people who could give such a valuable thing to Zhao Wuling at will.

Zhao Mingxiu thought for a few seconds before he came up with the answer: " The eldest son of the Yang family? "

Zhao Wuling shook his head and continued to observe the bracelet casually through the sunlight. It was very transparent.

For a while, Zhao Mingxiu really couldn't think of a second suitable candidate.

After struggling for a while, he simply gave up and changed the topic: " Yang Chengyu has been in a bit of trouble recently. He lost face to his cheap brother at the banquet some time ago, and then blocked the garden, causing a fuss. "

Yang Chengyu's mother died young and left little memory. His father inevitably favored his younger son, who was born next to him, and complained a lot about Yang Chengyu's behavior at the banquet.

Zhao Wuling didn't take it seriously and hummed, but he wasn't too worried. Yang Chengyu's maternal ancestor's family was more prominent, and Yang Jingtong was not qualified to compete with him for anything.

Zhao Mingxiu chatted for a while and then changed the topic: " So, who gave this jade bracelet? "

Zhao Wuling didn't know what he was thinking of. He smiled mysteriously and said vaguely, reminding Zhao Mingxiu: " You know him. "

Does he know him?

Zhao Mingxiu almost went through the possible candidates in his mind. Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuling stayed for a while and then left. The guard must have listened to Zhao Pingbei's instructions and followed her as usual to see her off.

Zhao Wuling stretched out her hands to straighten the folds of her dress and declined with a smile: " No, I have to go to the studio to deliver the painting. "

The license plate number was too special and could be easily recognized. Zhao Wuling didn't want to be too ostentatious. Furthermore, the employer of the private detective seemed to have given up on secret photography and no traces were found.

The guard hesitated for a few seconds, not knowing who to listen to.

Zhao Wuling continued: " Go ahead and do your work. I can do it myself. If my uncle asks, he can just say it was my request. "

Zhao Wuling's tone was very decisive, so the guard had no choice but to do as he was told. However, he had been picking up and dropping off Zhao Wuling for a while, and it had always been safe.

Previously, a gallery took a fancy to the painting " Astringent Fruit" and signed an agency contract with Zhao Wuling for two paintings. Zhao Wuling painted another painting at home some time ago, framed it and sent it to the studio.

After a painting is completed, it will begin its wandering journey. The art agent will contact the appropriate gallery, and the gallery will conduct a series of commercial operations for the painting, or it will appear in art exhibitions and auctions, or it will become a buyer with the ability to buy it. The collector's collection.

With the help of the staff , the walnut wooden picture frame was carefully wrapped in thick kraft paper and placed at the corner of the studio corridor.

The staff patted the scraps on their hands and asked for Zhao Wuling's opinion: " Miss Zhao, there is another one framed inside. Wait a minute and we will send it over there together. Can you think of it? "

Zhao Wuling nodded and walked into the studio, preparing to wait for the paintings to be sent away before leaving.

In the semi-open public area, warm-colored lights in the shape of a Möbius strip hang down, and the long plain white table is decorated with transparent glass vases. The mature flowers swaying on the branches hang their heads, blocking the faces of the people opposite.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and saw clearly the face covered by flowers. He paused and thought about whether to leave now. After all, the paintings had been sent.

The person opposite also noticed her and stood up holding on to the table, her voice was high-pitched and her tone was doubtful.

" Zhao Wuling, what are you doing here? "

It's not that enemies don't get together . Zhao Wuling could only accept this fact calmly, approached the table, pulled out a chair, sat down, and answered concisely.

" I'm here to deliver the paintings, Miss Wei. The studio is not your home. "

There is also a reason not to let others come.

After Wei Congmeng listened to Zhao Wuling's words, his expression was also very strange, and his expression wrinkled: " Is the painting you painted for me the agent from Anhua Gallery? "

After being bored, Zhao Wuling looked at Wei Congmeng quite well and responded to her.

" yes. "

Wei Congmeng pointed to the studio room next to her: " My paintings are also framed in there. "

She sounded shocked, but Zhao Wuling didn't take it to heart, and said casually: " So what , you want to reduce the agency fee again? "

Wei Congmeng choked at these words, and his face turned a little red. After a few seconds, he gathered his words: " I don't, you are just a newcomer in Huaicheng , why should I lower myself to compare with you. "

The last time she cooperated with Boyi, she lowered her agency fee. As a result, her agency price has not been able to increase until now. She only realized this after listening to the analysis of her assistant.

Wei Congmeng had participated in exhibitions held by Boyi before. She wanted to make Zhao Wuling angry at the previous operation, but Zhao Wuling's attitude turned out to be lighthearted and she didn't take it to heart at all. She even lowered the agency fee herself.

It harms others but does not benefit oneself.

Zhao Wuling held up his chin and listened to her words, but his tone was a little surprised: " So you understand. "

Why were you so hopelessly stupid before ?

Wei Congmeng was speechless by her rebuke, snorted coldly and looked away.

After a while, Wei Congmeng's painting was also framed. The assistant came out to explain the situation and sent the wrapped oil painting away with the staff.

Zhao Wuling stood up and was about to return to Lanshui Mansion. Wei Congmeng also stood up and walked quickly to her side, asking: " Hey, Zhao Wuling, how much agency fee did they give you ? "

Zhao Wuling didn't want to get entangled with her, so he responded perfunctorily: " Not as good as you. "

She had just returned to Huaicheng, and the two oil paintings were not large in size. Furthermore, she just wanted to get out of Wei Congmeng's sight.

Zhao Wuling picked up his handbag and was about to leave. Seeing this, Wei Congmeng reached for his belongings across the table and followed closely: " Really ? I don't believe it. How can you know who is taller if you don't tell me? "

Before he finished speaking, Wei Congmeng noticed something and asked alertly: " Did they give you a lot, and you also bought a new bracelet. "

She was worried that Zhao Wuling's works would be inflated because of the Mood for Love incident.

Wei Congmeng followed closely. Zhao Wuling had no choice but to frown and replied to her: " I don't know, it's not high anyway, not much. "

Zhao Wuling does not rely on agency fees to live, and the agency fees from the gallery have been transferred to the card without even seeing it.

After she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes, bypassed Wei Congmeng, and walked to the underground garage. Feeling bored on the way, Zhao Wuling took out her cell phone, bit her lip, and sent a message to Jiang Ye.

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: Today my cousin asked me who gave me the bracelet. 】

Jiang Ye's news came back quickly.

[ JY : What did you say? 】

=== Section 36 === _

【 wuling shining brightly: I said】

Zhao Wuling held her phone and typed in the chat box. Before she finished typing, she saw a small red mark on the left side of the previous message.

Close to the underground garage, there seems to be no signal.

Zhao Wuling was not surprised. He stuffed his cell phone into his bag and prepared to go back to Jiangye later and look for his car in the underground garage.

The lighting had not yet been repaired, and the garage was very dark and a little cold due to poor drainage. Zhao Wuling reached out and touched his forearm. He felt a little flustered for no reason. It must be because the temperature was too low. Zhao Wuling didn't care and groped around. Walk to the car.

She actually doesn't spend much time driving by herself , otherwise Wei Congmeng would know when he saw this Cayenne that Zhao Wuling really doesn't like the gallery's agency fee.

The smell in the space became a little strange, and Zhao Wuling's heart beat faster. He secretly vowed in his heart that he would rather park the car on the side of the road and get a ticket than park in the garage next time.

He stretched out his hand to open the door, but felt a smooth touch on his hand. The unpleasant smell became more and more obvious. Zhao Wuling frowned and put his other hand into his bag to get his mobile phone.

The garage door not far away slammed shut the next moment, and the echo was amplified countless times by the underground garage. Even the only light source was lost, and the entire space fell into complete darkness.

Zhao Wuling's heartbeat accelerated instantly. He took out his phone, his fingers trembling a little. He looked at his hand in the light and saw it was bright red, and the handle of the Cayenne was covered in plasma.

Zhao Wuling didn't smell it just now, but now he felt the rust-like smell going straight to his taste buds. He was so sick that he wanted to vomit, bit his lip, and was so scared that he almost cried.

" Puff— "

The sound that seemed clearer in the silence was that someone was fiddling with a lighter, and the flames were rising up and down, bright and dark.

The lighting in the underground parking lot was poor. Zhao Wuling paused, his body stiffened, and turned his head. After being frightened, he could barely see the figure hiding in the dark.

Wearing a simple shirt and black trousers, his figure was taller and stronger than Asians, with soft blond hair, and blue eyes that looked unusually deep in the dim light, staring straight at her.

It looked a bit familiar. Zhao Wuling reluctantly held back his voice from trembling, bit his lip, and tentatively called his name to confirm.

"Allen ? "

The boyfriend she had in London was the one she said she broke up with when she hurried back to China.

The blue-purple flame ignited again, and the blond man with blue eyes curled his lips. His mother was a second-generation Chinese immigrant. Allen 's Chinese was barely adequate. His lips curled up, and the expression on his face was somewhat unclear.

He admired the panic look on Zhao Wuling's face by the firelight , and deliberately slowed down his speech, speaking word by word.

"Celia , long time no see . "

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Chapter 29 _ indulge me

◎ Jiang Ye, are you worried about me? ◎

He was not the vicious person that Zhao Wuling had imagined . She was stunned for a few seconds before she regained her senses. She placed her hands on a clean part of the car, spoke in a nonchalant tone , and said with a smile: " Allen , it's been a long time . "

There was only silence in the silent space , and Allen was still fiddling with the lighter in his hand , extinguishing it.

Zhao Wuling was not used to complete darkness, so she fumbled to turn on the flash of her mobile phone. A small part of the space was illuminated, and she was able to see clearly the miserable state of the Cayenne . Mottled bloodstains covered the car body , and the original white color was almost completely covered.

Zhao Wuling felt so nauseous that she wanted to vomit . There was a pungent smell of blood in her nose . She turned her head away, pointed at the car and said, " What is this? "

Allen's blue eyes made him look even more uncertain. His eyes fell on the blood and his tone was stiff: " Lamb of God. "

Sheep blood.

Allen's Chinese pronunciation was not standard. Zhao Wuling took a few seconds to understand and asked in disbelief: " Allen , are you taking revenge on me? "

After the breakup, he traveled across the country to pour animal blood on his ex-girlfriend's car. It was childish and tasteless.

Allen 's lighter was put away . He raised his hands and prayed on his chest . When he looked at her, his eyes became calm: " I'm asking God to forgive you. "

In the Bible , lambs are regarded as sacrifices to atone for people's sins . Allen felt that he was merciful enough and prayed to Heavenly Father to forgive Zhao Wuling's infidelity and betrayal.

Zhao Wuling has studied abroad for many years , but has never understood Western culture very well. He took a few steps back with hesitation: " Allen , you don't need to pray or make sacrifices for me. You are a good person, but you and I are just dating . Let me break up." I also asked for your opinion . You can't blame me if you can't let go. We have an idiom that says we get together and part ways. "

The garage was so quiet that you could hear the echo. The man opposite him moved his leather shoes, lowered his head, and asked doubtfully: " Celia , have you fallen in love with someone else? The person who cooperated with your brother is still the soldier. "

After hearing this, Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and instinctively realized that something was wrong. His expression changed slightly: " Did you secretly photograph me? "

Allen was in London, how could he know her movements so well.

" I just want to know about your life here, " Allen did not deny it , returning to the previous question, " Have you fallen in love with someone else? "

The Zhao family couldn't find traces because after the private detective took the photos, a special person would fly back and forth between London and Huaicheng with the negatives, and the settlement would be in U.S. dollars, leaving no traces.

Zhao Wuling shook her phone, and the bright light spot dazzled in the darkness. She raised her voice: " Allen , this has nothing to do with you. "

When they broke up , she didn't have both feet in the same boat, so there was no talk of infidelity or betrayal.

Zhao Wuling tilted his head and persuaded him: " Allen , does your family know that you left London? Also, this is Huaicheng, not London. Are you sure you want to do something to me here? "

In London, his family could dominate the world with one hand, but in a foreign country, Huaicheng was the Zhao family's sphere of influence.

Allen nodded thoughtfully , took out the rope from his suit pants, pulled it open and arranged it with his hands, and said without any intention of refuting: " This issue is worth discussing, but there are still many things. We can talk about it back to London. "

Zhao Wuling's hair almost exploded the moment he took out the rope. Fear crawled up his spine. He had nowhere to escape. He hurriedly returned to the Cayenne. He didn't care about the blood now. He pulled the handle hard again, but it couldn't be pulled away. The handle appeared to be broken and the door was stuck.

Zhao Wuling failed to step on her high heels, staggered a few steps, and breathed quickly. She turned the phone over, but when dialing, it kept showing that there was no signal access.

" There's no signal, don't try, the surveillance has been destroyed, " Allen reminded her without looking up , his hand was still studying the rope, " By the way, I bought you an old castle, and you. If you like the couture skirt, you will definitely like it. "

She likes shit.

Zhao Wuling was so panicked that he was about to cry. He just wanted to delay as much time as possible. Since Allen dared to come to Huaicheng, he was naturally fully prepared . Once he left Huaicheng, the Zhao family would not be able to find Zhao Wuling in London.

The man had already untied the rope and slowly approached Zhao Wuling. Behind him was a wall so rough that you could feel the graininess. Zhao Wuling wanted to say something more, but his mouth was covered with force in the next moment, almost suffocating him.

The wrists were restrained with force , which was different from Jiang Ye's gentle force. The pain penetrated into the bone marrow. Zhao Wuling was so painful that he burst into tears and closed his eyes almost in despair.

…

boom- _

boom- _

The garage door was opened with brute force from the outside and fell to the ground, raising dust. The underground garage, which was dark just now, was torn out of the square-shaped white bright block.

Zhao Wuling couldn't adapt to the light, and her tear-filled eyelashes trembled again and again, and she used her remaining strength to open her eyes.

Against the light, I couldn't see the specific details, but Zhao Wuling knew who it was.

It's her Jiang Ye.

Li Yuanchuan followed behind and led people closer. Allen was also a little panicked. Zhao Wuling didn't know where he got the courage to push him away.

He stumbled and ran towards the light, his legs were a little weak, but Jiang Ye picked him up before he fell.

Jiang Ye looked as neat and clean as if he had just gotten off the negotiating table. Within a few moments, he was stained with blood on Zhao Wuling's hands. Jiang did not pay attention and patted Zhao Wuling comfortingly .

He took off his suit jacket to her and motioned to Li Yuanchuan: " Take Miss Zhao back to the car first . "

Zhao Wuling had just escaped from the dangerous and frightening environment. He grabbed Jiang Ye's suit and refused to let go. His voice was filled with tears, and he asked Jiang Ye: " Aren't you going to stay with me ? "

Jiang Ye paused and replied to her: " I'll be there in a moment. Be good and go to the car to rest first. "

Zhao Wuling nodded, held back tears, and followed Li Yuanchuan out of the garage.

There were more than a dozen black cars parked outside , and tools such as chainsaws were scattered beside the garage door. Zhao Wuling paid attention to them out of the corner of his eye and followed Li Yuanchuan.

It was the passenger seat of Jiang Ye 's car. Li Yuanchuan leaned in from the other side to help adjust the temperature of the air conditioner in the car. Zhao Wuling didn't say anything, leaning against the window glass, closing his eyes and calming down.

The suffocating feeling when the strength advantage hit made Zhao Wuling scared, and he was almost about to be captured.

After Li Yuanchuan adjusted the temperature, he left, leaving the space for Zhao Wuling.

Caught off guard by the knocking on the car window, Zhao Wuling looked up and saw Wei Congmeng.

She reached out to lower the window. Wei Congmeng poked his head from the window and spoke unnaturally.

" Hey, Zhao Wuling, are you okay? "

Zhao Wuling shook his head and nodded, speechless, and asked Wei Congmeng: " Why are you still here? "

Didn't you go home ?

Speaking of this, Wei Congmeng became energetic and started talking nonstop.

" I just wanted to ask you something, so I followed you to the underground garage. Before I walked over, I saw the door slamming down and shut. "

Wei Congmeng was a little far away, so Allen 's people didn't notice. She hurriedly returned to the studio and asked someone to contact the property management company for repairs. The strange thing was that the property management phone number couldn't be reached.

Wei Congmeng swallowed and continued: " Then your ... boyfriend came with a bunch of people. It didn't have anything to do with me. I just told him where you were. "

The group of people was so dark and so powerful that Wei Congmeng's heart palpitated just after taking a few glances at them.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and said after a few seconds: " Thank you. "

The picture of harmony and friendship obviously didn't suit them. Wei Congmeng felt a chill and emphasized: " I just can't stand the fault of the garage door today . I don't want to have a good relationship with you. Don't get close to me. "

Zhao Wuling said oh, then raised his head: " Thank you anyway. "

Wei Congmeng hesitated for a long time, snorted, and replied to her: " You're welcome. "

Zhao Wuling didn't know what he was thinking of and raised his head: " By the way, you just went to the parking lot. What did you want to ask me? "

Wei Congmeng was stunned for a few seconds, cleared his throat, stretched out his fingers to compare numbers, still obsessing over the agency fee.

" I just wanted to ask this ... is the agency fee that Rongan Gallery paid you this amount? "

Zhao Wuling didn't expect it to be because of this, so he laughed dumbly. He took out his mobile phone, checked it and handed the screen to Wei Congmeng to see.

" Here. "

Wei Congmeng covered it with his hands at first and shouted, " Isn't this good? Just tell me if it's true. "

He didn't last two seconds. After reading it, Wei Congmeng let out a long sigh of relief, and his tone became annoying again.

" Oh, okay, you are not as good as me, Zhao Wuling, you have to work harder. "

Before Zhao Wuling could say anything, Wei Congmeng glanced into the distance and said, " Your boyfriend is here, I'll leave first. "

=== Section 37 === _

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked away. Zhao Wuling could only see her back.

Jiang Ye's suit pants were stained with dirt and blood, and he got into the car in silence.

Jiang Ye's jaw tightened, Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, grabbed the seat belt, and spoke first nervously.

" Jiang Ye, what's wrong with you? "

Jiang also noticed her expression, glanced at her, and asked, " Isn't this obvious enough? "

The blood stains on the sides of his pants and the bruises on Jiang Ye's wrists clearly indicated that it was a pure close combat.

" Oh , " Zhao Wuling responded and continued, " Is there nothing serious about him? "

Allen has a special status, and it would not be good for Jiang if he made a big fuss.

This didn't sound like this to Jiang. Jiang also laughed at himself. Without stopping, he took out a wet wipe and looked at Zhao Wuling through the front view mirror: " You care about him? "

" I care about him dying, " Zhao Wuling said in confusion and explained, " His family is very prominent in London ... Jiang Ye, I am ..."

Zhao Wuling took a deep breath and said in a very soft voice, as if confessing himself: " I am caring about you, Jiang Ye. "

Jiang Ye reached out to touch Zhao Wuling's hand, wiped her hands, and said it was okay.

The Zhao family and Yang Chengyu had official duties and were unable to come forward. Jiang had just taken action himself and ordered the people to be tied up.

He has no official position , so of course he does whatever he wants. No matter who he is, he needs an explanation.

Zhao Wuling thought of the details again, and complained to Jiang: " Jiang Ye, you don't know, he sent someone to secretly photograph me. It's so disgusting. "

Jiang Ye paused his hand, lowered his eyes expressionlessly, and continued to wipe the dirt between Zhao Wuling's fingers with a wet wipe.

He looked serious, as if it was something important.

After wiping, Jiang Ye moved away a few inches to throw away the garbage, but Zhao Wuling took the opportunity to hide in his arms, putting his cheek close to Jiang Ye's white shirt still wearing Leng Xiang, to hide the smile on his lips, and the jade on his wrist. The bracelet jingled.

Her voice was deadly sweet .

" Jiang Ye, don't be so cruel to me. I'm scared. You hold me. "

Jiang Ye paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand, slowly holding Zhao Wuling's back with his palms, tightening it inch by inch, feeling her bones and skin.

Zhao Wuling moved restlessly, slowly moving up, raising his head, and his lips and broken hair barely brushed against Jiang Ye's chin.

Zhao Wuling's eyes seemed to have been washed by the tide, moist and attractive, and she asked him in a very soft voice.

" Jiang Ye, are you worried about me? "

Jiang didn't answer, and Zhao Wuling continued on by himself.

" I'm worried too, Jiang Ye. "

" Because I'm thinking, if he kidnaps me to London, I won't be able to see you. "

How to describe this feeling, her heartbeat and breathing were all robbed by her.

Her eyes were as bright as those of her youth, and Jiang had to turn his face away to resist the desire to invade her .

The scene in the underground garage flashed back in his mind. The smell of blood was everywhere. The blond man fell to the ground, choked by blood, and raised his chin, mocking him.

" Sooner or later you will be abandoned. She won't learn to love. "

So what about the quasi- members, they are just poor people who were abandoned by Zhao Wuling.

He won't be.

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Chapter 30 _ indulge me

◎ Maybe this is also Mr. Jiang's classmate? ◎

" Because I'm thinking , if he kidnaps me to London, I won't be able to see you. "

Zhao Wuling's fingers had just been wiped carefully by Jiang Ye, and they were still wet , with a very light smell of disinfectant alcohol. She was restless, and her ring finger hooked the edge of Jiang Ye's tie . Her eyes were bright and loving, and she looked at Jiang Ye . , almost coquettishly .

Jiang didn't respond to her and remained silent.

Zhao Wuling pursed her lips , not sure if it was her imagination . After the reunion, Jiang became more taciturn and more aggressive , just like ... at this moment .

Zhao Wuling didn't even dare to look at him.

But Jiang Ye's expression quickly returned to normal, and his hand slowly moved up to help Zhao Wuling tidy up her messy hair. The temperature of his fingertips was slightly cold, and he tucked the broken hair behind her ears for her. His movements were not lingering, very Get out of here.

He arrived in time, Zhao Wuling was just a little frightened. Jiang Ye's voice deepened and he said he would send her back to rest.

Polite and official.

Zhao Wuling did not get the comfort he expected . He blinked and swallowed the words as they reached his lips. He returned to his co-pilot and adjusted the seat belt with some dissatisfaction . He mumbled and complained that it was too tight. After a while, she said that the sun was making her uncomfortable.

Overall not satisfied.

My heart is empty, and the wind can blow in at any time .

It shouldn't be like this, he should call her Lingling, kiss her against her neck, and Jiang Ye feels very comfortable kissing, he is very good at caring, his noses sometimes collide during his movements, Zhao Wuling frowned and covered his nose and cried out that it hurt. When that happened, Jiang Ye looked at her and chuckled.

Zhao Wuling has a character that has to be looked at ten times, and Jiang Ye's concern is not enough. She wants him to love her as before.

…

Zhao Wuling did not stay at Lanshui Mansion for the next few days. When Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun heard the news from Zhao Mingxiu, they were so distressed that they shed tears and took Zhao Wuling back to the beach villa to recuperate.

The past few days were relatively calm, there were more servants in the villa, and there was a dedicated nutritionist to help take care of Zhao Wuling's diet. Zhao Wuling, who may not have been home for a long time, was leaning on a pillow, chatting and acting coquettishly with Shen Hanyun.

Because of her presence, Shen Hanyun did not participate in any entertainment activities these days and only focused on spending time with her daughter. Now he stretched out his hand to help Zhao Wuling straighten the folds of his shirt, his eyes finally resting on the back of his hand.

Shen Hanyun's parents were both intellectuals of that era , and she herself was a dancer in a cultural troupe, and later married Zhao Pingnan. She had a smooth life for most of her life, and there was always no shortage of wealth and wealth. However, as she got older, even if she took good care of herself, she would still be in trouble. The hands wearing jewelry will inevitably get wrinkles due to the erosion of time.

Shen Hanyun held Zhao Wuling's arm, thought of something, cleared her throat, and spoke.

" Lingling, I participated in a charity event that day and met his family. I heard ... Yang Chengyu's aunt said that he has not been too busy recently. Would you like to invite Xiao Yang to your house for a meal? Your father and I would also like to thank you. "

Zhao Wuling leaned against Shen Hanyun and looked at his phone. He swiped the screen with his fingers and responded casually: " No, he doesn't care about this. "

Shen Hanyun nodded thoughtfully and then asked, " Xiao Yang doesn't have a girlfriend yet, does he? "

Yang Chengyu's parents were actually a little anxious, but one was a stepmother, and the other had long since lost his father's authority in front of Yang Chengyu, so it was difficult to speak.

Shen Hanyun had her own plan in mind.

The cruelty of the political struggle is extraordinary. Shen Hanyun does not want a son-in-law who is involved in politics , but he is optimistic about Yang Chengyu. He grew up with Zhao Wuling , his childhood sweetheart. They know each other well and have no problems with mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. When his daughter is married, she will be the captain's wife.

Zhao Wuling's attention was still on the mobile phone screen, and he was too slow to hear the implication of Shen Hanyun's words: " Probably not yet. What's wrong, Mom, who are you going to be a matchmaker for? "

Shen Hanyun sighed helplessly and patted Zhao Wuling's hand. Before she could say anything, she was interrupted by movement at the door.

A servant hurriedly opened the door . Zhao Wuling turned off his mobile phone neatly, held on to the edge of the sofa to put on his slippers, and said in a somewhat urgent tone, " No, no, no, no, Aunt Sun, I'll go check it out, it's probably my thing. "

It should be all the small-size Birkin that Zhao Mingxiu ordered for her a few days ago . I just checked the logistics on my mobile phone and it showed that it was being delivered.

Aunt Sun exclaimed, stopped, and walked towards the kitchen again. She took the time to say: " Lingling, slow down, don't fall. "

" I know, I know. "

Zhao Wuling trotted to the door. Before he could open the door, the door was opened from the outside. Zhao Wuling looked up.

It was Zhao Pingnan. Zhao Wuling was a little disappointed, but he still held on to the wall next to him and said hello honestly: " Dad. "

Zhao Pingnan had just returned from the company. He saw Zhao Wuling's unhappy expression and asked, " What's wrong? "

Zhao Wuling shook his head: " No, I thought it was the gift from Brother Mingxiu. "

Zhao Pingnan took it very seriously. He put down his briefcase and looked back outside: " What is it that makes us anxious? Which store did you order it from? I'll ask the driver to pick it up for you now. "

Zhao Wuling didn't like it much, and waved his hand: " It's okay, I should be here in the afternoon, no need to bother. "

Zhao Pingnan confirmed with Zhao Wuling that there was no need for a driver to pick it up, and then he felt relieved. He reached out and patted Zhao Wuling on the back to comfort his daughter.

It was only then that Zhao Wuling noticed that there was someone following Zhao Pingnan.

He was about the same age as her, with regular features, and was wearing a very formal suit. He looked polite. He looked at Zhao Wuling for a few times and then stretched out his hand towards her. His tone was inexplicably solemn.

" Hello, Miss Zhao. "

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds, a little confused, but he still shook his hand and pulled away after a moment, replying: " Hello. "

Is Zhao Pingnan a partner?

really weird.

It was rare to have such a young guest at home . Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun were both accompanying them near the sofa. Zhao Wuling listened patiently for a while, then felt that the topic was boring and polite, so he went upstairs and stayed in his room.

Not long after, Shen Hanyun also found an excuse to go upstairs and knocked on Zhao Wuling's door.

Zhao Wuling was sitting on the rocking chair on the balcony of the room. When he heard the noise, he raised his head, put the drawing board aside, and asked Shen Hanyun: " Mom, are you ready to eat? "

Shen Hanyun shook his head, closed the door with his backhand, and whispered softly: " Lingling ,How about it? "

Zhao Wuling was confused: " What is it like? "

" How about this boy? His parents are both professors at Tsinghua University. He is an only son. He has a bachelor's degree from Tsinghua University. He is now doing business with his uncle. He is twenty-eight years old and has no bad habits. "

Shen Hanyun counted the conditions in detail, walked to Zhao Wuling's rocking chair, and spoke.

The words were so obvious that Zhao Wuling was a fool if he didn't realize it, and his tone of voice rose in surprise: " Mom— "

" Are you giving me a blind date? "

" Shh- " Shen Hanyun put her finger to her mouth , interrupting her, and put her hand on Zhao Wuling's shoulder, " No, your father didn't tell him, he just wanted you to see it. If you like it, wait later. Let 's chat with him while he's eating, eh? "

She spoke sparsely and normally, but Zhao Wuling couldn't stand it. There was impatience in his eyebrows, and he emphasized to Shen Hanyun: " Mom, don't arrange these for me, I don't like it. "

" You don't like it ? Then you should find one by yourself. Chen Manyun has children, and you don't even have a partner. " Shen Hanyun deliberately lowered her voice, paused, and began to play the emotional card, " Your father and I It's just you, if you don't have a place to go …"

It was another commonplace topic. Zhao Wuling couldn't talk to her. After Shen Hanyun left, he turned on his phone and called Zhao Mingxiu .

=== Section 38 === _

The phone beeped several times and was quickly connected. Zhao Mingxiu had been feeding there for a long time, and the sound was mixed with noise and could not be heard clearly.

Zhao Wuling bit her nails and said, " Brother, what are you doing? "

Zhao Mingxiu replied succinctly: " I'm not free. The partner I told you about some time ago has returned to Huaicheng. I'm going to the suburbs to discuss business. "

Zhao Wuling groaned and quickly said: " Brother Mingxiu, please take me there. I also want to go to the suburbs to see the scenery. "

Zhao Mingxiu refused without thinking: " Little ancestor, it's in the suburbs. It takes two hours to drive . "

Two hours , just missed that blind date.

Perfect.

" Brother, come and pick me up at the beach villa, " Zhao Wuling thought for a while, then continued to increase his bargaining chip and threatened him, " Zhao Mingxiu, when you asked me for something, I agreed immediately. "

Zhao Wuling was referring to agreeing to follow the project.

Zhao Mingxiu must have moved his phone far away and couldn't hear clearly. After the chaos, Zhao Mingxiu's voice became louder again and he said yes.

By the time Zhao Wuling changed her clothes and went downstairs, it was almost time for dinner, and Zhao Pingnan greeted her.

Zhao Wuling pretended to be nonchalant, walked to the door, quickly changed his shoes, and raised his head: " I can't stand dad. Brother Mingxiu wants to take me to discuss business. You guys eat. "

After hearing this, Zhao Pingnan turned around and ordered towards the kitchen: " Aunt Sun, hurry up, help Lingling fill her lunch box with her favorite food and take it with her on the road. "

Aunt Sun watched Zhao Wuling grow up and doted on her more than anything else. She agreed and hurriedly filled the lunch box with food.

Before he had time, Zhao Wuling had already walked out of the villa, saying no before closing the door.

…

The weather was not good, the wind was blowing and it was still a bit cold. Zhao Wuling never wanted to keep warm for the sake of beauty. Finally, when Zhao Mingxiu's car arrived, Zhao Wuling was a little anxious and opened the back seat door, but his movements suddenly stopped.

The car was in a dark environment, and Jiang Ye ... was sitting in the back seat.

Zhao Mingxiu noticed her movement, suddenly realized, and explained: " Oh, yes, Mr. Jiang is also going with us. Did I forget to tell you? My cooperation partner and Mr. Jiang are college classmates. "

Can I say a few good words for Zhao Mingxiu?

Zhao Wuling reluctantly said, and reluctantly sat in, placing his hands on his knees. Zhao Mingxiu restarted the vehicle. She could even hear each other's breathing. He Jiang was also a cousin. Pretend to be a stranger in front of you.

Zhao Mingxiu was dissatisfied and urged her: " Lingling, have you said thank you to Mr. Jiang? The art museum matter would have been dangerous if Mr. Jiang hadn't happened to be passing by. "

Passing by , it seemed that this was how Jiang explained it to others.

Zhao Wuling glanced at Jiang Ye and said , " Thank you. "

Jiang Ye still looked indifferent and nodded: " It doesn't matter, it's just a little effort. "

The encounter was so bizarre that Zhao Wuling felt it was a bit unreal even now, but Jiang Ye spoke lightly and characterized it as a simple effort.

Zhao Mingxiu didn't feel the strange atmosphere in the carriage at all, and continued to ask: " By the way, Lingling, what were you doing just now? "

Zhao Wulin paused, his earlobes became hot in an instant, and he glanced at Jiang Ye guiltily: " Blind date . "

Zhao Mingxiu was turning the steering wheel and found it interesting. He took the time to look at Zhao Wuling in the front view mirror and asked, " Really , how is the other person doing? "

No , she didn't want to meet him in the first place.

Zhao Wuling wanted to tell the truth, but when he caught a glimpse of Jiang Ye's cold expression from the corner of his eye, he changed his mind in an instant.

Zhao Wuling could hardly remember what that person looked like, but his tone sounded like he was seriously commenting: " Very good, educated, with a bachelor's degree from Tsinghua University . "

Mainly because Shen Hanyun said so much, she didn't remember anything else.

It was so quiet that even the whistling wind outside the car could be vaguely heard. From the corner of his eye, Zhao Wuling noticed that Jiang Ye, who was still arranging his cufflinks, paused.

Zhao Wuling was happy to see him react like this. Jiang had always been a very jealous and possessive person when he was a student, but now he was peaceful. She hated his indifferent way of being ordinary and not caring about anything the most.

Zhao Wuling curled his lips and smiled, with a hint of provocation in his eyebrows. He glanced at Jiang Ye and asked innocently .

" Oh yes, maybe this is also Mr. Jiang's classmate? "

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Chapter 31 _ indulge me

◎ Confusing love as a sharp sword ◎

Borges once confused love with a sharp sword in an interview . Only now did Jiang understand the true meaning of this sentence.

The Allen family's influence in London was deeply entangled. Jiang also secretly detained their heirs and refused any negotiation with any intermediary . What followed was pressure from London's capital, which he did not handle easily.

But the termination of the billion-dollar cooperation was far less hurtful than Zhao Wuling's frivolous words.

Naked , straightforward , hitting the chest.

If someone hadn't told him that this was love, he would have thought it was a naked sword that sealed its throat with blood.

I tried my best to restrain myself, but I was in pain without realizing it.

The vehicle bumped occasionally , and Zhao Wuling's jade bracelet made a slight sound when it collided . Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and barely concealed his expression. After a moment, he raised his hand to straighten his tie and replied: " I don't think you know me. I didn't socialize much when I was studying. It's nothing. " classmate. "

He spoke easily, as calmly as ever.

Zhao Wuling pursed her lips and looked stubbornly in the direction of the front-view mirror. She didn't move her eyes until her eyes felt a little sore, because her thoughts were confirmed and Jiang didn't like her either.

She had seen Jiang Ye's loving demeanor , his possessiveness that would make her jealous even if she and Chen Manyun spoke a few more words.

Now Jiang doesn't like her either . He regards her as a pastime when he's bored, a lover he can say goodbye to at will . It's ridiculous that she is trapped in the feelings of youth.

Over the years , she actually regressed.

Zhao Wuling blinked frequently , resisting the urge to shed tears , and simply tilted his head, resting his head against the car window, half-closing his eyes to rest.

Fate is secretly punishing everyone who is not patient enough, because if Zhao Wuling had looked away a little later or looked more carefully, he could have observed Jiang Ye's slightly trembling right hand and his tie that was almost deformed.

Zhao Wuling had been spoiled to a fault since she was a child, and Jiang was also the key figure invited by Zhao Mingxiu to establish a relationship with Fang Siyan. Naturally, Zhao Mingxiu could only drive the car.

The previous estimate of the distance was inaccurate. There was a traffic jam on the way out of the city, and densely packed vehicles were moving slowly on the road. Zhao Wuling's mood swings just now were a bit big, and now he was fast asleep against the car window.

Zhao Mingxiu raised his head and observed Zhao Wuling in the front-view mirror. Her sleeping posture was not very regular, and she even invaded the public area between her and Jiang Ye.

Zhao Mingxiu frowned because he was not sure whether Jiang would be tolerant. He pondered for a moment and suggested: " Mr. Jiang, I'll stop the car at the service area in front. Otherwise, Mr. Jiang, you come to the front. My sister won't sleep well. "

Jiang Ye said in an unconcerned tone: " It doesn't matter. "

I didn't care that I was restricted in the space for movement . Zhao Mingxiu didn't say anything more and looked back to concentrate on driving.

There was a long tunnel ahead. Zhao Mingxiu looked up before the vehicle entered. He was distracted and pressed the driver's control button to half-lower the window on Zhao Wuling's side.

The sizzling sound naturally attracted the attention of the people in the back seat. Jiang Ye thought it was Zhao Mingxiu's mistake and raised his hand over Zhao Wuling, who was already asleep, and prepared to press up the glass.

Zhao Mingxiu noticed the movement and hurriedly stopped him: " No, Mr. Jiang, it doesn't matter, just leave it like that. "

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows, expressing doubts.

Zhao Mingxiu couldn't explain it, so he said vaguely: " Mr. Jiang , this is my sister's habit. "

…

The sequelae of Xie Wanzhi's incident are also reflected in Zhao Wuling.

This was also the case before . The family thought that Zhao Wuling's senses would weaken after she fell asleep, but she still had shortness of breath when passing through the tunnel, and soon began to have nightmares.

She had no choice but to lower the window and pass through the tunnel. The cold air in the tunnel rushed in, and the darkness completely enveloped the side of Zhao Wuling's face. She slept uneasily and couldn't help but frown in her sleep.

…

When Zhao Mingxiu wandered to the hotel in the suburbs, Zhao Wuling reluctantly woke up. She was worried about the makeup on her face and controlled not to rub her eyes. She had just woken up and was still in a daze. She didn't have time to pay attention to Jiang Ye, so she opened the door in confusion. Get off the car door.

Without the obstruction of buildings , the wind in the suburbs is more obvious, mixed with the chill of early autumn.

It's really interesting to talk about Zhao Mingxiu's partner. Living in such a remote suburb, Zhao Wuling looked up and realized something was wrong. Zhao Mingxiu's car was parked in front of the hotel, the trunk was opened, and the hotel's doorman was well-trained to help take the luggage.

Zhao Mingxiu exchanged information with the doorman on his mobile phone. The box was being pushed, the wheels were in contact with the ground, and a grunting sound was made.

Things happened so fast that Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds before he found his voice: " Brother, why do you still have luggage? Do we want to stay here? "

After finishing the luggage, Zhao Mingxiu straightened up, hummed, closed the trunk, and said in a matter-of-fact tone: " Didn't I tell you, this cooperation may not be successful, your brother and I are here to fight for it, maybe we can stay for a few days. "

Fang Siyan is cold and arrogant, but he is also a key figure in the advancement of the project. Zhao Mingxiu is ready for a long-term battle.

After saying that, Zhao Mingxiu walked to the hotel lobby and prepared to check in.

He had harmed Zhao Wuling. He originally just wanted to avoid Shen Hanyun's blind date, but now he was forced to be tied up in the suburbs. Zhao Wuling hesitated at the door of the hotel for a long time before finally following him helplessly. The hotel lobby was filled with fresh air. Fragrance, Zhao Wuling looked around, but did not see Zhao Mingxiu.

Jiang Ye followed her , still looking emotionless. After a while, he took out a small black velvet gift box from the pocket of his suit pants and handed it to Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling took it reflexively

, opened the velvet box curiously , and found a pair of pearl earrings, the same size with no difference visible to the naked eye. They were faintly reflective under the hotel lights , with a strong luster, warm and delicate.

If it is a wild pearl, it is indeed very precious.

But Zhao Wuling just glanced at it, closed the lid, and returned it to Jiang Ye.

Not interesting.

He was so skillful in giving gifts . Jade bracelets and pearl earrings were all exquisite and valuable. Zhao Wuling looked away and didn't want to think about how many lovers he had to give gifts to before he was so knowledgeable.

Jiang Ye held the silk box in his palm again. He was a little confused and turned it over and over. Finally, he raised his eyebrows in confusion: " Don't like it ? "

He will say goodbye again.

Zhao Wuling shook his head and stretched out his hand to take off the jade bracelet on his wrist. He said reluctantly, " I don't want anything from you . "

Thinking about it more carefully, who knows if it was something someone else didn't want and gave it to her again.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, and without time to think, he reached out and pressed her wrist. Zhao Wuling struggled dissatisfiedly, but was unable to withstand his strength and was forced to give up.

Zhao Wuling's attitude changed so suddenly that Jiang Ye could only attribute Zhao Wuling's emotional changes to her blind date.

" You don't like what I gave you . Who do you want to give it to? " Jiang Ye's face turned cold, but his tone was still gentle, as if he was really asking seriously, " That blind date of yours ? "

=== Section 39 === _

That Tsinghua University undergraduate? A loser who is so young and can only show off his academic qualifications .

Is this kind of idiot worthy of competing with him?

Zhao Wuling lowered his head as if in acquiescence. Jiang Ye wanted to kill someone almost instantly. With age and school, the range of people suitable for a blind date with Zhao Wuling was smaller.

He knew many ways to make a person disappear completely.

Zhao Wuling pursed her lips and looked at him: " This has nothing to do with you. "

Zhao Wuling's cousin would appear at any time, but Jiang Ye held her chin and kissed her passionately. The hand holding her chin was very hard, even with a hint of punishment. Zhao Wuling could hardly stand still and tilted his head. Struggling to avoid it, he took a few steps back, leaning against the stone pillar, looking for a point of support, and panting slightly.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and spoke word by word: " It has nothing to do with him, Jiang Ye, it's all my fault. I don't want to chase you anymore. I give up, okay ? "

What does Jiang Ye take her to be, a social butterfly who trades intimacy for expensive jewelry?

Zhao Wuling's eyes could hardly hold back the tears, and Jiang Ye's suit pants could be seen in her blurred vision. She thought, this is fine, this is how the ambiguous game started, and now it is up to her to end it, which is very reasonable.

It was very quiet. They stood in the corner of the hall. The wide white pillars in the Western style blocked the sight of others, creating an awkward and strange little world of their own.

How easy it was for her to give up , like disposing of toys she didn't like.

In the silence, Jiang Ye's throat felt stiff and he wanted to speak.

Zhao Mingxiu walked out of the small cubicle next to the lobby, put away the room card, and ordered the hotel staff to pack their luggage. Unaware of the strange atmosphere, he waved to the two people: " Mr. Jiang , Lingling, it's almost done. Someone will Clean up, let's go meet people first. "

Zhao Mingxiu's words also broke the confrontational and unspeakable atmosphere just now. Zhao Wuling raised his hand and tidied the hair around his ears. His eyes looked a little misty, and he walked out from behind the pillar and followed Zhao Mingxiu.

After leaving the hotel , Zhao Mingxiu's plan was to go to Fang Siyan's place to check the wind before arranging the next trip. The noisy wind occasionally blew the corners of Zhao Wuling's skirt, and Zhao Wuling opened the passenger door. , sit in it.

Zhao Mingxiu finally noticed his cousin's reticence, put the hotel room card aside, and talked to Zhao Wuling: " Why do you suddenly want to sit in the front? "

Zhao Wuling adjusted her posture to a comfortable position on the passenger seat. Zhao Wuling lowered her head to fasten her seat belt, her hair hanging down to cover her expression: " I feel a little carsick sitting in the back . "

The scenery in the suburbs can be seen almost as far as the eye can see, and it is easy to feel tired visually. Zhao Mingxiu did not ask any more questions and drove seriously.

Fang Siyan's residence is indeed a bit far away, and the hotel just now is already remote enough. In fact, Fang Siyan lives on the edge of Huai City, a single-family house, with a few green plants planted at the door, and the rest of the place is bare. The bare land looks a bit barren.

Zhao Mingxiu rang the doorbell on the wall, and it took five minutes for someone to open the door. Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and saw a very stereotyped image of a mathematician. Fang Siyan had black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, maybe because he was at home. He was dressed casually, a plaid shirt and sweatpants.

Fang Siyan yawned and was about to close the door the next moment he saw Zhao Mingxiu clearly: " Mr. Zhao, if you want me to say no to cooperation several times ..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Siyan caught a glimpse of a familiar face at the foot of the steps. He paused in opening the door, frowned , and said to confirm: " Jiang Ye? Why are you here too. "

Jiang Ye did not have many classmates when he was studying at Tsinghua University. Fang Siyan was one of them. He went to high school in northern Beijing and happened to participate in the same International Olympiad as Jiang. Jiang Ye won the gold medal and Fang Siyan won the silver medal. Later, he studied mathematics at Tsinghua University. I met Jiang Ye again and felt like old friends at first sight. We even participated in a mathematical modeling competition together in our sophomore year, and our relationship was more than just a casual acquaintance.

Different from the clutter outside , the inside of the house is decorated warmly and neatly. There is a roll of tape on the coffee table. For easy access next time, a small corner is folded out. In the corner is a white stepped flower stand with vibrant green radish leaves. Hanging down, the dream catcher swayed slightly when the wind blew in.

Fang Siyan seemed to realize something, poured Jiang Ye a cup of tea, coughed lightly, and explained: " My sister likes to study these, she arranged it. "

Fang Siyan still had an arrogant temperament. After pouring water for Jiang Ye, he put down the tea set, showing his unwelcome attitude.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, picked it up after Fang Siyan put it down, and poured the hot tea into the cup in front of Zhao Mingxiu. Zhao Mingxiu was a little surprised and thanked him. Jiang didn't react at all, and moved his wrist to pour water for Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling's beautiful face had no expression, and she held the glass to avoid it. Jiang Ye stopped in mid-air, fearing to burn her, and put down the tea set.

Fang Siyan didn't care about this, he just kept reminiscing with Jiang about old times.

" Jiang Ye, I didn't expect you to change careers later. I thought you would do research with your supervisor. "

The tutors of Jiang Ye and Fang Siyan were leading figures in the field of domestic mathematics research. Jiang Ye was doing research on nonlinear partial differential equations in the research group at that time, and achieved some results. He also published core papers in top mathematics journals. Fang Siyan and Like everyone else, they thought Jiang would continue research in the field of mathematics and then win a Fields Medal or something.

Jiang didn't answer. Fang Siyan reacted and smiled self-deprecatingly: " On the contrary, if you were doing research , of course I could hear the news. Do you still remember the one who was the slowest responder in our research team at that time? He was named a National Outstanding Youth in the past two days. "

If Jiang Ye were engaged in mathematical research , his results would only be better than his.

Fang Siyan has a common problem inherent in intellectuals, and is somewhat arrogant. Jiang Ye is not keen on the topic of reminiscing about the past, and after a few words he switched to Zhao Mingxiu's chip.

Fang Siyan is now a postdoctoral fellow in a university, and the algorithms he mainly researches are highly consistent with Rongxin Technology. However, Rongxin is an emerging company, and Fang Siyan has never been optimistic about the conversion rate of algorithms under the current situation.

Zhao Mingxiu was trying hard to introduce, but when his mouth was about to go dry, he realized that Fang Siyan's eyes on the opposite side had been fixed on ... Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Mingxiu turned his head in surprise.

Zhao Wuling also noticed it. She felt a little uncomfortable being looked at and avoided it.

Zhao Wuling was indeed beautiful, but Fang Siyan was obsessed with research and was not a womanizer. The reason he stared at Zhao Wuling was because Zhao Wuling looked a little ... familiar.

I always felt like I had seen him somewhere before. Fang Siyan's thoughts flashed through his mind. He cleared his throat and asked in a confused tone: " Is your name Zhao Wuling? "

It should be that name, if he remembered correctly.

Zhao Mingxiu and Zhao Wuling looked at each other, because for convenience, Zhao Mingxiu just introduced him as his assistant.

Zhao Wuling's expression became even more astonished: " Do you know me? "

Fang Siyan still held the teacup in his hand. He quickly raised his head and glanced at Jiang Ye. Seeing the hint in the latter's eyes, his tone returned to calmness.

" It's nothing. It's a very familiar name. You and Chen Manyun from the Aviation Academy are good friends. Maybe I've heard of it sporadically. "

This reason was barely justified. Zhao Wuling nodded in understanding, inexplicably a little proud: " Chen Manyun is so outstanding. "

It's so famous.

Fang Siyan still maintained a smile, looking across the river from the corner of his eye and straining until his knuckles turned white: " Of course. "

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* If someone hadn't told him this was love, he would have almost thought it was a naked sword . —Jorge Luis Borges, " Interviews"

When I read it, I felt it suited Lingling and Jiang Ye very well.

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Chapter 32 _ indulge me

◎ Do you want to do it? ◎

After an unhappy breakup , Fang Siyan was more stubborn than expected , just to maintain dignity for Jiang Ye's sake. Zhao Wuling even felt that Fang Siyan would not agree to see Zhao Mingxiu without Jiang Ye .

But it had nothing to do with her. On the way back to the hotel, the low air pressure in the car continued . Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention. She held her phone and lowered her head to chat with Yu Shuang.

[It's Ah Shuang: What the hell? Are you in the suburbs now? 】

[It's Ah Shuang: With whom? 】

[ wuling gleaming: Jiang Ye. 】

[It's Ah Shuang: Did you do it? 】

The topic jumped so quickly that Zhao Wuling choked and coughed several times before replying to her.

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: No , what are you thinking about ? My cousin is here too. He just came to the suburbs to discuss things. 】

Zhao Wulin paused and continued typing.

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: I won't chase him anymore. 】

Yu Shuang sent a long voice note. Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and turned off his phone, thinking of returning after arriving at the hotel.

Before the car stopped, Zhao Wuling hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. Unfortunately, the car door became a tool to vent his grievances and was slammed shut.

Zhao Mingxiu raised his head and only had time to see her running back , his eyebrows furrowed , wondering what Zhao Wuling was having.

Thousands of favors, naturally pampered , Zhao Wuling had to exchange foreign exchange three or four times a month when she was studying in London . Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun were afraid that she would not live well.

Now , too, Zhao Wuling said she wasn't feeling well and didn't come out for dinner. Zhao Mingxiu ordered porridge and delicious side dishes for her and asked the waiter to deliver them to the room.

Zhao Wuling did not return to the hotel until late at night. It was near the end of summer. There were not many connecting rooms in the hotel. Zhao Mingxiu arranged it reasonably. His room and Zhao Wuling's room were next to each other, and Jiang Ye lived at the end.

The corridor was very quiet, and the noise was blurred. The carpet was obviously a solid color, but she felt dizzy and convinced that she was drunk. She reluctantly held on to the wall and slowly walked to the door of the room, groping for the room key.

The movement of raising his head was too hasty and he was a little dizzy. Zhao Wuling's feet went weak, he had no strength and almost fell down.

Before he could feel the pain, he was picked up from his waist. The person behind him used too much force. Zhao Wuling was hurt. The alcohol made his reaction slow. He smelled a faint and bitter smell of smoke, surging in the nearby air. .

So Zhao Wuling knew who the person behind him was. He stood firm on the wall and struggled to avoid it, but he was still trapped in his arms and had to turn around and face him.

Jiang Ye was only wearing a white shirt, with tiredness in his cold brows and a gloomy expression. He leaned forward and got close to Zhao Wuling, but did not kiss her. Their foreheads were touching, and his voice was low and deep, as if he was coaxing.

" Why are you unhappy? "

The tone of his inquiry was so gentle, as if time had passed, Zhao Wuling returned to school after a day of fun outside the school, and Jiang Ye held her in his arms, followed by a dense kiss.

Zhao Wuling's heart suddenly collapsed. She felt that she had no future. She sniffed slightly, held back, and replied to him: " No. "

Jiang also had enough patience to help her tidy up her broken hair. With some effort, he rubbed Zhao Wuling's cheek and thought of another possibility: " You don't like pearl earrings, do you? "

She didn't speak, and Jiang also took out the necklace from his suit underwear. He asked Li Yuanchuan to drive it in the evening. It was a cut diamond pendant with diamonds on the thin chain, and he was ready to help her put it on.

It wasn't because of the earrings that Zhao Wuling felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't express it. He could only shake his head. Zhao Wuling turned his head and avoided Jiang Ye's eyes.

When she spoke, her voice was filled with tears unconsciously. She shook her head and said, " No. "

The necklace was put away in the next second. Jiang Ye's movements were a bit panicked. The rough fingertips were hanging on her eyes. The situation changed in an instant. He was the weak one: " If you don't want it, don't cry. "

Zhao Wuling's tears could almost kill people, and he would be executed the moment they fell.

Jiang Ye's tone was a rare concession. Zhao Wuling blinked, held back tears, raised his face, struggled, and said complainingly: " Jiang Ye, I don't want to chase you anymore, you don't like me at all . "

She mentioned her feelings straightforwardly, but Jiang didn't stop moving, lowered his head, and said in a harsh tone, " No. "

He had given his all and tried his best not to show all his desires, so that he could love her as if nothing had happened.

" Jiang Ye, you don't like me. Why don't you care if I go on a blind date? " Jiang Ye denied it repeatedly . Zhao Wuling was on the verge of emotional collapse. His voice was raised, tears fell from his grievances, and he spoke incoherently, " You Don't be jealous, why don't you like me. "

To Zhao Wuling's expectation, Jiang didn't speak. The warm yellow light in the corridor shone down, and he fell into a long silence. Jiang Ye's eyes fell into the depth of night, and his eyes fell on Zhao Wuling's red lips. Instead, he chuckled softly.

As long as he thought that Zhao Wuling's tears were shed for him, pleasure would fill his nerves, and he would forgive the pain of nearly a thousand days and nights in the past.

Jiang Ye restrained himself from overbearing, ignoring that Zhao Wuling's character required immediate feedback.

In the silence, Jiang Ye's face was hidden in the darkness, with a depressed and sick expression. His eyes always fell on Zhao Wuling's face. Zhao Wuling felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he turned away and continued hesitantly: " Jiang Also, your eyes are so strange, in short, I don't like you anymore. "

Jiang Ye looked down at her, his tone serious, as if he was analyzing himself: " The moment you mentioned that person , I wanted to kill him. "

His voice felt like it was soaked in ice, as if he was about to implement it in the next second.

=== Chapter 40 === _

Extreme and weird , Zhao Wuling heard it clearly and knew that Jiang was also trying to make him happy, so he stopped crying and said, " Why didn't you say it then? "

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, and there were emotions in his eyes that Zhao Wuling couldn't understand: " I'm just ... enduring. "

Zhao Mingxiu was still sitting in the car at that time . He didn't want any external factors to appear until the relationship between Zhao Wuling and him stabilized.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and refused to admit it. He had not decided whether to forgive Jiang Ye easily, but there was a slight noise from the room next door, and he vaguely heard Zhao Mingxiu's voice and the sound of footsteps.

Alcohol made her thinking slower . She instinctively buried her face in Jiang Ye's arms in an attempt to avoid others' eyes. After two seconds, she raised her head and opened the door in a panic.

With the sound of beeping, Zhao Wuling breathed rapidly and wanted to escape, but Jiang Ye did not move. Zhao Mingxiu's voice became clearer and clearer. Zhao Wuling's heart was beating loudly, and he was extremely panicked.

Then the content of Zhao Mingxiu's speech was clearly heard. Before Zhao Wuling had time to react, the door of the room was pushed open by Jiang Ye, almost hitting the wall. Jiang Ye put his hand on Zhao Wuling's back as a buffer.

The next second, she was picked up by Jiang Ye. Suddenly raising her sight, Zhao Wuling exclaimed. When she heard Zhao Mingxiu's voice, she quickly held it back.

There was some bumps, Zhao Wuling put her arms around Jiang Ye's neck, and hooked his tie weakly with her little finger. She could only smell his breath in her nose. When she was about to get used to this state, he threw her onto the bed again.

There was no pain, the soft bed collapsed, Zhao Wuling's dark green skirt was laid on it, and she sank in, looking at Jiang Ye standing at the foot of the bed, his eyes locked on her.

She was his prey, and Zhao Wuling suspected that Jiang Ye would bite her carotid artery in the next second, leaving her with nowhere to escape.

Zhao Wuling swallowed, a little nervous, and made random excuses: " I want to read the news, Ah Shuang sent me a message. "

Jiang was undecided. Zhao Wuling's movements were a little chaotic. He turned on his phone, opened the chat box with Yu Shuang, and scrolled up and down absently, not knowing what to say.

The screen of the mobile phone was accidentally touched and a voice started playing suddenly.

Yu Shuang's penetrating voice sounded in the room . She spoke with a bit of boldness. She replied after Zhao Wuling finished talking about the current situation with Jiang Ye.

" Oh , I didn't know. You told me about He Jiangye first. I thought you came to the suburbs to sleep with him, but it's not a bad thing. He has a very straight nose when you look at it, and well ... he looks very ... Desire. "

It seemed to have something to do with him. Jiang Ye smiled half-heartedly after listening and looked at Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling's ears turned red. He turned off the phone randomly and threw it aside: " No, she was talking nonsense . "

Jiang didn't say anything and moved silently.

Zhao Wuling's perception of color is innate. The dark green silk skirt is like a magnificent underground river flowing, and the exposed skin is as white and delicate as porcelain . She has always been beautiful and impressive. .

Jiang Ye squatted down at the end of the bed. Before Zhao Wuling realized what he was going to do, he held the calf under his skirt. The temperature increased little by little. He took off Zhao Wuling's high heels, and his The joints of the hands couldn't be more distinct, and they were probably born to sign contracts. The shoes had been put aside neatly after the recent journey.

Zhao Wuling was a little surprised and looked over.

Her ankles were still held in Jiang Ye's hand, and he could no longer be cautious in his movements.

Part of Jiang Ye's attraction comes from the sense of contrast. Mr. Jiang, who usually looks cool and dignified in suits and leather shoes, is kneeling on one knee beside her bed and taking off her shoes. Zhao Wuling's ankles feel a little itchy. My toes curled up uncomfortably, but my heart felt hot.

There was almost only a little light, and the corners of Zhao Wuling's skirt were lifted up, and Jiang Ye's hands wandered around her skin, which was so ambiguous that it was beyond words.

She was almost one step away from conquering the city, but Jiang Ye's hands only moved away in the safe zone . She had just come back from outside, and her whole body was still cold, which made Jiang frown in disapproval.

Zhao Wuling was confused by his actions. She stretched out her hand and tugged on his tie, and the distance between the two of them shortened in an instant.

Zhao Wuling almost missed the gun and misfired . Zhao Wuling gasped loudly, his lips came close to the bridge of his nose, and he hummed unconsciously.

In a blur of consciousness , Zhao Wuling suddenly felt that what Yu Shuang said made some sense. Jiang was also very lustful and seduced people into indulging in unhealthy pleasures with him.

A short distance away, Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, admiring Zhao Wuling's expression, which excited him more than the sex itself .

Zhao Wuling suddenly thought of something again, stepped back, used force, and said with an indescribable air of arrogance and arrogance: " You tell me first whether you have given the thing to anyone else, and then I will decide whether I want to continue to like you. "

Jiang Ye lowered his head , quietly watching Zhao Wuling's expression, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious: " No. "

" The jade bracelet was made by taking photos of the raw materials and asking someone to make it. The pearl earrings were given to me in exchange for benefits some time ago. Your L is engraved on the back of the diamond necklace . If you want to see it, I will ask Li Yuanchuan to send you my consumption bill in the future. One serving. "

Zhao Wuling was quite satisfied with this answer, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curve up, acquiescing to his action.

The atmosphere has reached this point, almost crossing the line. Zhao Wuling is so familiar with how Jiang Ye loves, that he ignores the fact that she has not yet pursued Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye moved slowly, biting Zhao Wuling's neck lightly, leaving ambiguous red marks on it. She was actually very sensitive, and she hummed softly, feeling emotionally uncomfortable.

From Jiang Ye's angle, he could see the flush on her face, her swan-like neck was slightly raised, and the words she said burned through his mind.

" Jiang Ye, do you want to do it? "

…

Jiang Ye paused for a moment, raised his hand, and pulled open his tie a little hastily. Se Lingzhi was so dizzy that he couldn't think, and his movements were still a little stiff. When he wanted to continue, he found that Zhao Wuling was sunk in the quilt, his head tilted slightly. He lay down, closing his eyes sleepily, with a quiet side face, already fast asleep.

The arsonist fled immediately when the fire started. Jiang Ye was stunned for a few seconds, laughed, got up from the bed, and tucked Zhao Wuling's quilt.

The crescent moon is still pointed on the night sky , and the bright clear light shines in, and the shadows separate the light and shadow.

Jiang Ye looked at Zhao Wuling's features carefully and carefully. Only when she was sleeping , Jiang Ye dared not hide his eyes and looked at her almost greedily.

Even though he knew she couldn't hear him , Jiang Ye repeated meaninglessly, saying no.

No one else but you.

It's always just you.

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Chapter 33 _ indulge me

◎ I didn't expect that Jiang would also like this type ◎

It was already eight or nine o'clock when Zhao Wuling woke up . The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the thick curtains, illuminating narrow irregular spots on the floor.

The hangover made Zhao Wuling's head still a little dizzy. He sat up with his wrists propped up on the pillow . His slightly curly hair fell down and fell near the slender butterfly bones, causing a slight itchiness . Zhao Wuling raised his hand to smooth out his hair. Pick it up casually.

His consciousness slowly returned, and he remembered the chaotic night. There was wine with French labels in the wine cabinet in the hotel room. Zhao Wuling drank it depressingly , and suddenly wanted to go to the hotel rooftop to look at the stars , but he didn't see them . When I returned to the room in low spirits—

Feeling sleepy after the night breeze , Jiang Ye's movements were gentle and powerful. Her skirt defected to cover him, covering his movements. It was more erotic than kissing . She was bewitched, and what happened next? Zhao Wuling frowned. Wow, I finally remembered.

She fell asleep.

…

Zhao Wuling couldn't help but raise his hands and put them on his face to lower the temperature on his face . However, he still couldn't control it and his ears turned crimson.

I couldn't help but blame myself in my heart for how I could fall asleep in this situation.

Zhao Wuling only noticed the problem with her clothes when she was about to get out of bed and wash up . The green skirt was hung neatly on a hanger nearby . She was wearing a thin nightgown from the hotel. Zhao Wuling did not remember that she had changed clothes.

…

Zhao Mingxiu sent a message urging her to have breakfast. Zhao Wuling took the time to reply to a few messages from Yu Shuang and went downstairs holding on to the railing. In the side hall of the restaurant on the first floor, Zhao Mingxiu helped her order hot porridge and tea, which was Cantonese style. breakfast.

Jiang Ye was sitting across from him, and Zhao Wuling instantly felt that the clothes on his body were getting hot, as if he had seen through it. He hurriedly lowered his head, holding a spoon and stirring it unconsciously in the bowl.

Zhao Mingxiu didn't realize it. He pushed the bone plate containing crystal shrimp dumplings in front of Zhao Wuling and took the time to talk to her: " Are you still getting used to living here? My aunt just called me and asked if you are still angry? "

When Zhao Mingxiu started his business, he traveled around and stayed in no matter how bad the hotel was. When Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun heard that they were in the suburbs, they couldn't help but worry that Zhao Wuling would not live well.

Zhao Wuling shook his head and said it was okay.

Because of the blind date, Zhao Wuling doesn't want to go back to Huaicheng yet, and wants to calm down in the suburbs for a few days.

Zhao Mingxiu agreed, nodded, and urged her: " Eat more. You didn't eat much yesterday. Let's set off after eating . "

The algorithm that Fang Siyan was researching was highly consistent with the main purpose of Rongxin Technology's chips . Since Zhao Mingxiu was willing to come, he had made plans for a long-term battle and always tried more ways to win.

Zhao Wuling nodded perfunctorily and picked up the shrimp dumplings with chopsticks.

The hotel's service staff appeared near the entrance of the restaurant, looking around and checking, and quickly zeroed in on the target. This guest was easy to identify, and he was the first to be noticed in the crowd.

The staff who looked like the front desk came over and stopped in front of their dining table for a very valid reason: " Ms. Zhao, our cleaning staff just found a piece of jewelry in your room, which is quite expensive. We thought we'd better come down and ask you about it." good. "

Zhao Wuling frowned in confusion. The staff took out the things they found. The hotel put them in some brushed cloth bags and poured the necklace into Zhao Wuling's hand.

It was a diamond necklace, made of cool metal. Zhao Wuling didn't look at it carefully yesterday. The diamond was in good condition. Zhao Wuling couldn't help it and looked up at Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye's expression remained as usual, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

The bad angel in Zhao Wuling's heart kept clamoring to tear Jiang Ye's gentle mask apart, but the good angel was admiring Jiang Ye's cold and beautiful face.

After the staff left, Zhao Mingxiu stood up and touched his pocket: " Lingling, after you finish eating, you and Mr. Jiang go to the hotel entrance to wait. I went up to get something and left it on it. "

Zhao Wuling nodded, the diamond shimmering in the refraction of light, Zhao Mingxiu said to her: " Don't put away such a valuable thing. "

After Zhao Mingxiu left, Zhao Wuling turned his attention to the necklace. It was very beautiful. He touched it with his fingertips and felt the small indentation on the back.

The family background is too wealthy, but Zhao Wuling is not considered materialistic. After all, he grew up as the apple of his eye. The brand manager of a foreign high-end luxury brand even served Shen Hanyun and welcomed her daughter.

But the necklace itself still made her happy, because her name was engraved on the back, indicating her belonging.

The silver-white thin chain is embellished with diamonds and is inlaid with ancient techniques.

Zhao Wuling's dark green skirt was not suitable for matching necklaces. She reached over with her other hand and wrapped it around her wrist twice, wearing it as a bracelet.

The end of the necklace was too delicate, and Zhao Wuling had trouble getting it. After a few attempts, he gave up. He stretched out his white and tender wrist in front of Jiang Ye, shook it, and said confidently: " Jiang Ye, help me buckle it. "

Jiang didn't have any impatience. He took out a tissue and wiped his hands. He lowered his eyes and helped her fasten the chain with meticulous and serious movements.

Someone next to him pulled up a chair and stood up. Zhao Wuling thought it was Zhao Mingxiu who turned back, so he backed away a little hastily, and then slowed down after making sure it was not the case.

Jiang Ye observed her with interest, while Knuckles was still helping Zhao Wuling sort out the chain.

Zhao Wuling didn't know what he was thinking of. His eyes were bright and he called Jiang Ye's name in a low voice. He slowed down his speech and mouthed to him with a smile.

Jiang also understood, lowered his eyes, and hid his expression.

Fang Siyan still received them with a bad expression. The only improvement was that he barely finished listening to Zhao Mingxiu's plan today.

Zhao Mingxiu didn't care and put the plan away with a smile. In the early stage of starting a business, he almost encountered obstacles at every turn. Zhao Mingxiu's noble son's arrogance had long been worn away. Now that Si Yan is willing to read the plan, it's a good start.

Fang Siyan's tone was cold and hard. Looking at Zhao Mingxiu's expression, he poured cold water on him: " Mr. Zhao, I won't join. The plan doesn't mean anything. In fact, I think it will be fine as long as Jiang Ye comes. "

Fang Siyan cleared his throat and continued: " Mr. Zhao should hire someone else as soon as possible. Don't waste your efforts on me. "

Zhao Mingxiu was doing Tai Chi and replied: " It's not necessarily a waste of effort. "

Fang Siyan didn't expect any good reply, so he snorted coldly, took the chess by himself , and called Jiang Ye.

=== Chapter 41 === _

Fang Siyan's sister Fang Jiajia is here today. She actually looks very similar to Fang Siyan , but she is cuter than her brother. She has a round face and is still in college. She is playing with cards in her hand and staying in the living room murmuringly. Near the bay window.

Zhao Wuling had no intention of getting involved in business matters, and stayed away from the area where Zhao Mingxiu and the others were talking. He possessed Fang Jiajia and helped Fang Jiajia pick up the cards that accidentally fell on the ground. He looked at them curiously, handed them to her, and asked: " It's a Tarot card ." ? "

Fang Jiajia nodded , straightened the crystal near the bay window, smiled sheepishly, and said enthusiastically: " Yes, you can divine many things. Sister, do you want to divine anything? I can help you divine for free. I usually charge a fee. very expensive. "

Fang Jiajia loves to study these, and his calculations are relatively accurate, and he is well-known in the circle.

Zhao Wuling was more interested in these strange things. He sat across from Fang Jiajia. After thanking him, he raised his head and said, " Thank you, how can I take advantage of it? "

" It's very simple. It's just that counting cards is more difficult and energy-consuming. Sister, for example, let's say we want to divine your ..." Fang Jiajia shuffled the cards neatly, thinking of the customers' favorite topic, and added, " For example, we want to divine. Your luck. "

Zhao Wuling did not understand Fang Jiajia's complicated selection process. After a minute, Fang Jiajia pushed the four cards in the direction of Zhao Wuling and prompted: " Choose one based on your first impression . "

Zhao Wuling made a hesitant choice. Fang Jiajia took it and started counting cards. After pondering for a long time, he spoke.

" This is the card, sister. Your right fate has appeared and is by your side. Although there are some bad peach blossoms, the overall luck in love is still good. "

Rotten peach?

Zhao Wuling instinctively thought of Allen , felt it made sense, and nodded.

Fang Jiajia swallowed and continued: " Well ... sister, according to the cards , your right match is probably with someone you have known since you were very young. You are very familiar with it. "

Have you known each other since childhood ?

This range suddenly shrunk several times. Zhao Wuling raised his eyebrows in surprise and said nothing, not knowing what the card was referring to.

The distance wasn't too far, and Fang Jiajia's voice came naturally.

Jiang Ye and Fang Siyan were sitting across from each other playing chess. Fang Siyan noticed Jiang Ye's displeasure and raised his voice to stop his sister: " Jiajia, how many times have I told you not to make random calculations for others. "

A quiet protest came from the latter.

Fang Siyan thought about some things that happened when he was in college, and he still has lingering fears in his heart. He asked Jiang Ye: " Jiang Ye, are you okay? "

Jiang Ye had no expression, and his attention was still on the chessboard, at least in Fang Siyan's view. He denied: " I never believe in this. "

Fang Siyan nodded and tried hard to change the topic. He glanced at Jiang Ye, who was playing a serious game with him, and said, " Jiang Ye, I thought you would persuade me to accept the cooperation with Rong Xin. "

The reason is obvious. Zhao Wuling is Zhao Mingxiu's sister, and Jiang Ye has an ... almost pathological obsession with Zhao Wuling.

He finally brought up the topic, and Jiang didn't dodge, setting out his conditions: " Next year at the latest, I will get Xiaorui's back-end line. "

Of course Zhao Mingxiu's plan was good, and Fang Siyan also understood Zhao Mingxiu's urgency after learning about it. However, Rongxin's technological back-end line was the weakest and could not support sophisticated and computationally intensive algorithms.

Fang Siyan had already predicted the subsequent failure and was unwilling to wade into this muddy water.

The Snapdragon mentioned by Jiang Ye is one of the top chip technology companies in the country, especially famous for its excellent back-end lines. Fang Siyan does not think that such a unicorn will be kind enough to share their back-end lines.

Jiang did not answer directly, but repeated: " I will get it next year at the latest . "

The plan took shape in Jiang Ye's mind the moment Qi Yifei mentioned the cooperation proposal.

Fang Siyan probably guessed something, and his heart was in turmoil . He couldn't help but glance at Zhao Wuling again.

Zhao Wuling's seaweed-like hair hangs down, her makeup is exquisite, and each hair strand is properly maintained. A sparkling diamond bracelet hangs on her white wrist. Fang Siyan observes her quietly, and after a few seconds, he lowers his head to look at the chessboard. , to hide his surprised look.

This is the woman Jiang Ye likes. She is beautiful, non-aggressive, like the most delicate rose being cared for in the garden. She looks more like a victim of the law of the jungle.

I didn't expect that Jiang would also like this type of person.

Fang Siyan didn't know what he was thinking of, so he hesitated and said: " Jiang Ye, she knows that your university— "

" If you don't know, don't tell me . "

He was interrupted before he finished speaking. Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and dropped the chess piece. The two collided with each other, making a dull sound.

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Chapter 34 _ indulge me

◎ I really want to kiss now ◎

In Fang Siyan's view , Jiang Ye's mother is the kind of person who is a bit too controlling. After being betrayed by her husband, the poor woman pinned all her hopes on her only son , and even demanded to know Jiang Ye's details in detail. Whereabouts, depressed and suffocating.

Jiang has not developed the weak character of being submissive to his mother in a typical sub-healthy relationship, but he has obviously gone to the other extreme.

They were playing chess . Fang Siyan was holding the chess pieces in his hands and thinking casually while looking at the chess board.

Unexpectedly, the chess piece fell into Jiang Ye's trap when it fell. However, Jiang Ye pressed hard step by step and was unable to save the most important chess piece - King. Jiang Ye quickly made a decision and ended the battle within a few moves .

Fang Siyan lowered his head and realized the secret. He shook his head with a wry smile and sighed: " You are a master. I couldn't beat you when I was studying. "

Jiang Ye's chess style is meticulous and aggressive, which has something to do with his personality.

Fang Siyan always felt a certain sympathy for Jiang Ye. What he regretted even more was that Jiang Ye's mathematical talent was not used in theoretical research.

Fang Siyan's King is pure black and has a good texture. Jiang also took the chess piece in his hand and played with it. After a while , he stood up and put the chess piece back to its original place . His tone of voice was unclear: " Return to the original owner . "

Fang Siyan paused for a moment, put away the chessboard after a while , did not answer , and greeted Fang Jiajia to send the three people away.

Fang Siyan liked to study in quiet places , so he bought a house in the suburbs. Fang Jiajia was still young and liked lively times. Due to the majesty of his brother, he reluctantly said goodbye to Zhao Wuling.

There were steps at the door, and Zhao Mingxiu turned around to remind Zhao Wuling, who was wearing high heels, to be careful.

Fang Siyan was still struggling. They had already taken a few steps away. Fang Siyan cleared his throat, as if after weighing the pros and cons, he made up his mind and spoke, calling Zhao Mingxiu.

" Mr. Zhao, I want to talk to you alone— "

Zhao Mingxiu turned around and looked over, and Fang Siyan added: " About the plan. "

Fang Siyan finally showed a relaxed attitude. Zhao Mingxiu has not yet developed the ability to hide his emotions and anger, so he should be fine now.

Zhao Mingxiu meant to let Jiang Ye accompany him, but Fang Siyan was resolute. The situation was reversed from the previous few days and he was only willing to talk to Zhao Mingxiu alone.

Finally, Jiang Ye drove Zhao Wuling back to the hotel. Li Yuanchuan drove here yesterday evening and took other transportation back to Huaicheng. Zhao Wuling sat comfortably in the passenger seat and opened his storage compartment without Jiang Ye's consent. look.

There were pens and blank A4 papers inside , neatly arranged by Jiang Ye. Zhao Wuling lowered his head and sniffed close to the tip of his nose. He didn't smell the imagined perfume, only the faint smell of the car.

Jiang didn't know what was going on and asked her, " What are you looking for? "

Zhao Wuling raised his head and formed a slanted plane with his white hands, allowing the small thing in his palm to slide in.

Fang Jiajia liked this beautiful sister who was a few years older than her very much and gave her a crystal bead before leaving.

The crystal was pink, with a more flocculent texture inside. Zhao Wuling stared at the beads as they hit Jiang Ye's expensive pen. The two colors were completely incompatible, but there was a strange sense of harmony.

Zhao Wuling suddenly thought of something again and turned to ask Jiang Ye: " Jiang Ye, I feel that Jiajia's calculations are very accurate. She said rotten peach blossoms and so on. "

Jiang Ye's attention was still on the road conditions, and he was silent for a few seconds before replying: " I don't really believe this. "

Zhao Wuling was not surprised. After all, Jiang Ye seemed to be rational and organized. When he was studying, what zodiac signs were popular in the school ? Jiang Ye only liked to read those thick and obscure books whose names she couldn't even pronounce.

Zhao Wuling was bored, licked his lips, and said in an ambiguous tone: " Don't believe it if you don't believe it, Jiang Ye, I really want to kiss now. "

Jiang didn't step on the accelerator firmly, and the car bumped a little. Jiang Ye's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he replied to her in a calm tone: " Wait until we get back to the hotel. "

Zhao Wuling's beautiful eyebrows drooped in an instant, and he said in an unreasonable tone: " No, just now. "

Zhao Wuling's arrogance and willfulness have always been there, and when he meets the right person, he starts to commit crimes based on love.

Jiang Ye was still driving seriously and didn't answer any more. Zhao Wuling pursed his lips in boredom and turned to look at the scenery.

Well, she shouldn't expect an extremely calm and serious person like Jiang Ye to agree to her unreasonable request.

…

Five minutes later, the car stopped at the service area. Zhao Wuling and Jiang Ye in the car were kissing each other inseparably. The seat belt had been unfastened and thrown aside just now, and Zhao Wuling's dark green skirt was bit by bit. She was wrinkled and her posture was a little tired. Jiang Ye put his hand on her back as a support, and his slightly cold fingertips wandered behind Zhao Wuling's back, occasionally rubbing her with some strength.

Are people with good grades also good at doing things?

The atmosphere heated up, and Zhao Wuling suddenly thought of this question. He didn't have time to think deeply, because he was almost breathless after being kissed by Jiang Ye. The halo came in , and Jiang Ye's excellent bones separated the light and shadow. Zhao Wuling suddenly felt for a moment that he Much like the priest in the London church.

However , the priest should not be so good at kissing women.

Jiang Ye's expression was calm even when he was emotional, as if he was born to be patient. Zhao Wuling quickly figured out the pattern, gasping, addicted to pleasure, and occasionally had trouble focusing his eyes. Jiang Ye stretched out his hand and covered it near her lips, slowly The breath she exhaled was filled with warmth.

Zhao Wuling deliberately turned his head and leaned close to his ear, continuing to breathe and observing Jiang Ye's expression slyly.

Unable to bear it anymore, Jiang Ye reached out and took off his tie before the fire started. He easily passed it around the back of Zhao Wuling's head and tied it to her lips. He couldn't do any evil. Zhao Wuling groaned in dissatisfaction.

Zhao Wuling was still breathing lightly when he loosened his tie. He put his hand on the empty space between the driver and passenger, and looked at Jiang Ye with complaining eyes: " Jiang Ye, why don't you put a condom in your storage compartment? "

A few seconds later, Jiang Ye tied his lips again, and Zhao Wuling paid the price for his unbridled speech.

The journey back to the hotel was long and boring. Zhao Wuling closed his eyes and rested. While waiting for the red light, Jiang Ye was distracted and looked at Zhao Wuling's profile in the front view mirror. There was a slight red mark on his lips, but there was no trace of it. How hard, but Zhao Wuling's skin is very sensitive and will turn red after just a few touches.

This kind of scar-like traces can arouse Jiang Ye's desires even more . Psychology says that because positive and negative emotions need to be offset to achieve balance, if you love people and things too much, it will arouse the desire for destruction. Academically Call this phenomenon cute aggression.

Therefore, Jiang is still patient.

Zhao Wuling had a precious sense of vulnerability when she closed her eyes. Jiang was not used to her quiet look, because he always wondered whether Zhao Wuling's fragile life had passed away.

The time must go back to their sophomore year in high school. In their memory, it seems to be a winter with rare snowfall in Huaicheng. Before Shenghua Private School had time to carry out the twice-per-semester physical examinations, a large-scale tuberculosis infection broke out among the students. At first, it was only among the senior high school students who had their own canteen, and later it slowly spread to the first and second grade students.

It is highly contagious. Doctors and nurses wearing transparent masks and protective suits came to Shenghua Private School to perform skin tests on all students. Everyone lined up in the playground and did not dare to say anything because they were afraid of infection.

It was almost a funny probability that Zhao Wuling rarely ate in the school cafeteria, but she was the first to be infected. The redness and swelling on the inside of her arm exceeded the corresponding limit during the collective skin test, and the diagnosis was confirmed during the lung X-ray.

Zhao Wuling quickly got what he had dreamed of before, a note allowing a long-term vacation, but he was completely unhappy.

The beach villa has a private doctor and a specialized nutritionist to take care of Zhao Wuling. To prevent respiratory infections, the servants all wear transparent masks. The smell of disinfectant is everywhere in the villa.

In the later stages of the tuberculosis attack, the capillaries in the lungs were somewhat ruptured, and Zhao Wuling began to cough up blood. The first time he found red blood on a tissue, Zhao Wuling was so breathless that he almost thought he had a terminal illness.

This was how it was played in the vulgar ethical dramas she was watching at the time . The heroine was first diagnosed with cancer, and later it was discovered that she was not the biological daughter of the family . She was a lonely and tenacious little white flower.

Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun were so distressed that they wished they could get sick for her. The family doctor repeatedly explained to her that coughing up blood was a normal phenomenon and would recover soon. Zhao Wuling was trapped in his emotions, burying his head in the pillow, crying and shaking his head. Crying.

=== Chapter 42 === _

" You're not me. I'm going to die. Oooh, won't it hurt? If I die, remember to open my piggy bank. The password is ..."

It was also at that moment that Zhao Wuling clearly realized that she was not a brave Sailor Moon. After all, Sailor Moon would not cry because of tuberculosis.

On the fifth day after the diagnosis , Shen Hanyun said that a classmate came to see her. Zhao Wuling thought it was Chen Manyun and hurriedly put on a mask, but it was Jiang Ye who came in.

He wasn't wearing a mask, and he didn't look like he was worried about being infected by her.

Zhao Wuling's eyes were sore, and he shed tears almost instantly. He was not in good spirits, so he said, " Jiang Ye, why are you here? Are you here to laugh at me ? "

They had just had a quarrel over Yang Chengyu a few days ago and ended up breaking up on bad terms. Zhao Wuling thought Jiang was also here to see her laugh.

But no, Jiang also sat next to her , quietly watching her get an IV drip , his eyes dark.

Zhao Wuling finally met people other than his family and doctors. After a while, he cried and complained: " Jiang Ye, I'm coughing up blood. Am I suffering from a terminal illness? "

Jiang Ye's tone was very calm and he replied to her: " No, it's just a broken capillary , not functional bleeding. "

He was very confident when he said this, and Zhao Wuling felt a little relieved, because in her heart, Jiang Ye was very good at reading and should be better than those family doctors. She sniffed and looked up at him: " Jiang Ye, why did you come to see me ... We ... haven't finished our quarrel yet. "

Jiang Ye's tone was equally serious as he replied: " Because I'm afraid you will die. "

Although he knew it was a common disease, he was still afraid that the delicate rose would be taken away from his life. He was tortured by this mentality repeatedly.

Zhao Wuling was very sleepy, so she reluctantly said a few words and then lay down to rest. Jiang Ye only observed her when she fell asleep. Because of her illness, Zhao Wuling had lost a lot of weight, her nose was red from crying, and the back of her hands The blood vessels on the body can be seen, and the guide needles for infusion are inserted.

Jiang Ye's eyes did not move at all, and he stared at Zhao Wuling intently.

She is so delicate that she can cry for a long time at the slightest pain. What if a bigger storm hits?

…

If only I could die for her.

In the silence, Jiang Ye suddenly thought.

One day after Zhao Wuling recovered, Zhao Wuling secretly took a leave note and skipped school. Before he could return to school, Jiang was doing homework alone in the classroom. The draft paper was a little wrinkled because Zhao Wuling didn't reply to him. information.

The dust in the air could be seen. Jiang Ye heard the southern students in his class discussing something, and their voices were not low. Jiang Ye paused his hand holding the pen after catching the words, and asked: " What? "

The classmate who spoke was from near the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau. He felt that he had disturbed Jiang Ye, so he scratched his head in embarrassment and apologized before explaining.

" Nothing, President , it's just the custom here. The old man said that there used to be gods in heaven who were responsible for retribution for good and evil in the world. If you tattoo that person's name on your wrist, it means telling the gods that you are willing to take the punishment for them. the meaning of. "

The classmates had something to say before they had time to say it, that is, now that we have entered the new century, we are paying attention to getting rid of feudal superstitions, so few people do it. After all, it is very painful, and it may not be useful.

So later, Jiang Ye approached the tattoo shop in the alley next to Shenghua Private House. It was laid out in a messy manner, with drawings of many tattoo styles hanging at the entrance. Jiang Ye took a quick glance at it, didn't pay attention, and walked towards the counter.

The boss wearing sweatpants walked out of the dark place with a cigarette in his mouth. Light filtered through the gap in the window. He held a tattoo gun in his right hand and looked at Jiang Ye up and down with squinted eyes.

The smoke and dust in the light and the wrinkled drawing paper hanging at the door were full of fireworks. Jiang Ye's school uniform shirt was buttoned to the top, and his eyes were as cold as winter, out of place.

The boss made a judgment within a few seconds, barely regaining his conscience, and waved his hand to drive him away: " My dear, are you in the wrong place? This is not a bookstore. Go back and study. "

Jiang Ye didn't move and said, " You're right , I have a tattoo. "

The boss held the cigarette butt in his other hand. He found it interesting and grinned: " My dear, I have to remind you. Come, sit here and tell me what you want to tattoo? "

Be benevolent and righteous , and don't make money without being a bastard.

For a long time, Jiang Ye looked at the tattoo gun sizzling in the boss's hand and said, " Tattoo an L."

If there really is a god, please bless her with a smooth life and no illness or disaster.

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Chapter 35 _ indulge me

◎ You can only be my boyfriend ◎

There are not many buildings in the suburbs , and there is almost no heat island effect. Near the end of summer, the weather has completely cooled down , and there is no longer the stickiness and humidity of the summer heat .

But the weather was still changeable , with the scorching sun and drizzle taking turns to dominate. Zhao Mingxiu couldn't care less about it . The wind and sun followed Fang Siyan to the laboratory. When he returned to the hotel, it was almost late at night, and he had no time to care about Zhao Wu. spirit.

Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun mentioned several times to send a driver to take Zhao Wuling back to Huaicheng, but Zhao Wuling refused , preferring to stay in a hotel with Zhao Mingxiu in the suburbs .

She was not happy , and her family could not force her . Zhao Mingxiu left in a hurry, knocked on the door of her room before going out, and told Zhao Wuling: " Take care of yourself. "

Zhao Wuling put on his slippers, held his hand on the door frame of the hotel, and nodded in agreement casually.

Zhao Mingxiu straightened his shirt smoothly, looking past the room at the end of the corridor. He paused and continued: " Mr. Jiang likes to be quiet. Try not to bother him. "

Zhao Mingxiu was not sure about Jiang Ye's attitude . Before that , it was better to keep Zhao Wuling away from Jiang Ye.

Zhao Wuling didn't dare to agree to this casually , because Zhao Wuling appeared on Jiang Ye's bed ten minutes before Zhao Mingxiu went out . Zhao Wuling's room had been messed up by herself , and she didn't want to clean it up . Jiang Ye It's always neat and clean here .

The green skirt had been changed long ago, and Zhao Wuling's suspender belt was almost naked / revealing half of her back. She wore a solid-color pleated skirt underneath, which was from the only affordable luxury brand nearby that provided delivery services.

Jiang Ye was sitting on the desk opposite, working. Zhao Wuling's smooth neck was hanging slightly, and he was kneeling on the bed, sending messages to Yu Shuang.

[It's Ah Shuang: Beibei, you guys haven't made any progress yet? I thought it was already a fire, but your ex-boyfriend is still more powerful, contemporary Liu Xiahui. 】

After all, Zhao Wuling's beauty is there, and Jiang is also an ex-boyfriend with some emotional entanglements.

Zhao Wuling bit his lip and didn't reply. Yu Shuang thought of another possibility and sent a message.

[It's Ah Shuang: It suddenly occurred to me that Jiang wouldn't be able to do it, right? The kind who is obsessed with career every day and his body is hollowed out. 】

Zhao Wuling's ears turned red as he was talking nonsense . He felt that it was a bit outrageous. He turned off his phone and put it on the bed. He raised his eyes and watched Jiang Ye distractedly.

Jiang Ye's facial features have not changed much compared to when he was young, but they are more calm. The coldness and aloofness of his student days have settled into a kind of dignity.

Because he was on a business trip, he took his laptop with him. The red and green lines on the screen illuminated the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel behind him. Jiang Ye wore a watch on his wrist. When tapping with his fingertips, he could vaguely see the color of the blood vessels under his skin.

Opposite the Bluetooth headset should be Li Yuanchuan. Jiang Ye didn't say much and his tone was very cold: " The business in the port area should be split as soon as possible. The financial report data is wrong. Tell them that I want to know the real situation. "

" Before the day after tomorrow, I want to see the real data in the mailbox, " Li Yuanchuan was still reporting there. Without getting any understanding, Jiang also stretched out his hand to loosen his tie and continued, " Or it could be the resignation of their person in charge. "

There was complete silence on the other side. Jiang Ye raised his hand and took off the Bluetooth headset.

When he raised his eyes , he saw Zhao Wuling observing him.

Zhao Wuling put his hands on the quilt, tilted his head, and the broken hair on his forehead fell down. His tone was very innocent, as if he was pretending to be considerate: " Jiang Ye, I didn't affect you, did I? "

Zhao Wuling would not consider other people's feelings. Jiang Ye instantly saw through Zhao Wuling's true purpose and shook his head.

In the next few seconds , Zhao Wuling walked up behind Jiang Ye with her bare feet on the soft and clean carpet, and her voice was as sweet as sugar: " Then am I very considerate? "

Jiang Ye glanced at her with dark eyes and said yes.

When they looked at each other, Zhao Wuling made the first move, taking off Jiang Ye's tie and throwing it on the carpet in the distance because he didn't want to be tied up again.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows in surprise , then raised his lips and acquiesced to her behavior. He caught a glimpse of her bare feet from the corner of his eye and asked her to sit on the edge of the desk.

On the dark desk, with cold numbers and files, Zhao Wuling became the only bright color. She leaned forward, closer to Jiang Ye, and was still immersed in her considerate personality, unable to extricate herself , and acted coquettishly against him.

During the movement, Jiang Ye grabbed his ankles. Jiang Ye retorted disapprovingly and in a low tone: " You are not good. "

I always wear no socks, and the skin on my bare feet is slightly cold.

Zhao Wuling struggled to free himself from the restraints and found an excuse for himself: " It's not cold, so why don't you wear something if you don't want to wear it. "

Jiang Ye wanted to say something more, but Zhao Wuling put his arms around his neck first, and she leaned into his arms, grabbing all his attention.

She used her fingers to outline his face, with cold eyes and a straight bridge of nose underneath. Zhao Wuling only discovered a small mole on Jiang Ye's neck a few days ago when they were making out, and it was very light brown.

Maybe it has been there for a long time, but because I like it now, I observe it more carefully.

His shirt was white and neat. Zhao Wuling stretched out his hands to wrinkle it and nestled in his arms that smelled of cedar. He raised his eyes with bright eyes and said, " Jiang Ye, do you want to control me? "

It was like this when he was studying. Zhao Wuling never looked at the weather forecast. If the temperature dropped, he would wear Jiang Ye's school uniform. He loved to be clean, and the school uniform would always have a cold scent.

Zhao Wuling pressed her forehead against his chest, her voice was low, and she turned around several times: " You can be my boyfriend, and you can control me. I have been chasing you for a long time, and even Yu Shuang laughed at me when I couldn't catch you. "

Zhao Wuling could only be glad that this incident did not reach London, otherwise it would have been laughed at by more people.

For a long time, there was no answer from Jiang Ye.

Zhao Wuling had long forgotten about being considerate. He tugged on Jiang Ye's shirt buttons dissatisfiedly and urged him: " Hurry up. "

In the silence, Jiang also spoke: " What is the shelf life? "

Zhao Wuling didn't react and asked instinctively: " What? "

Not sure if it was Zhao Wuling's illusion, Jiang Ye had a hint of self-mockery in his eyebrows and added: " What is the shelf life of your boyfriend ? "

How long is the deadline, two weeks or one month?

And then I was abandoned by you again.

When sending the proposition , Zhao Wuling hesitated for a long time and hesitated: " I was just chatting in London for fun, Jiang Ye, you are different from them. "

There was no entertainment when he was studying in London, and Zhao Wuling was very popular. Now he just wants to fool him, but Jiang Ye looked serious and asked in a cold tone: " What's different ? "

What's the difference ?

Zhao Wuling frowned and added: " Jiang Ye, you are the best to me, and being with you is more interesting than being with them. "

The boyfriends I made in London were boring and uninteresting, and they were life-and-death for a few days. They were boring to the extreme. Jiang was more mature than them, and his emotions were more restrained. He was like slowly discovering a treasure bit by bit, which fascinated Zhao Wuling.

Jiang Ye's self -deprecating expression became even more serious and he said nothing.

Zhao Wuling consciously skipped this topic. His attention was attracted by the documents on the desktop. He flipped through them carefully. The technical terms and word count were densely packed. Zhao Wuling couldn't understand it, but he did see the " top secret " one . words .

She turned her head , not knowing what she was thinking of, and asked, " Jiang Ye, when Jiajia was there, did you say anything to Fang Siyan? "

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, pinched Zhao Wuling's calf with his palm, and replied to her thoughtfully: " Reminiscing about old times, there is nothing to talk about. "

Zhao Wuling didn't believe it. Fang Siyan had been unwilling to cooperate before. It was unreasonable that his attitude suddenly changed after hearing the plan.

But she was a little curious and continued to ask: " Fang Siyan is your college classmate, Jiang Ye, what were you like in college? "

=== Chapter 43 === _

Before she finished speaking, her face wrinkled because Jiang Ye's hand tightened unconsciously and pinched her calf painfully. Zhao Wuling complained in a tone of voice: " Jiang Ye, you pinched me. "

Jiang Ye seemed to have come to his senses , he quickly let go, said sorry, and lowered his eyes: " It's nothing special , it's boring. "

It is summarizing his college life.

Zhao Wuling adjusted his posture , his thin and straight legs dangling without support, and looked directly at Jiang Ye: " Isn't there anything special at all? "

Her eyes were too eager. Jiang also thought for a moment and replied in a calm tone: " One Christmas was very special. "

Zhao Wuling was not satisfied with the simple answer: " The good ones are more special , or the bad ones are more special? "

Jiang also lowered his eyes and did not answer.

So Zhao Wuling knew that this was not a good thing.

She didn't pay attention, raised her head and leaned over, kissed Jiang Ye's chin, stepped away, and kissed him again, again and again, as if she never tired of it.

Zhao Wuling put her hand behind Jiang Ye's ear, asking for his temperature willfully. He was distracted between panting and breathing, as if to comfort him: " Jiang Ye, it's okay. This year, we can spend Christmas together and be safe ." night. "

There was something in Jiang Ye's eyes that Zhao Wuling couldn't quite understand. He paused in his movements and his voice was inexplicably hoarse. He asked Zhao Wuling, " Are you sleepy now? "

Whether it was his tone that was too erotic , Zhao Wuling understood in an instant, and stumbled a bit when he answered: " Not too sleepy. "

Zhao Wuling was actually quite an energetic person, but he was so sleepy that he closed his eyes after drinking and blowing in the wind that night.

The next second, Jiang Ye's kiss fell violently , and the desk became Zhao Wuling's execution place. With her hands on the desk, the documents on the desk were wrinkled by her. Zhao Wuling still retained a trace of reason. He opened his face and reminded during his breath: " Jiang Ye, the file ..."

The documents marked top secret failed to gain Jiang Ye's attention, and were scattered aside. Unlike Zhao Wuling's comforting approach just now, Jiang Ye's kiss seemed to be a hint that he was about to escape from Zhao Wuling's lips and tongue. The time drew out her soul.

Zhao Wuling lost his support point and felt a sense of emptiness. He grabbed Jiang Ye's watch in a panic.

Jiang Ye paused for a moment, then removed his hand as if nothing had happened, and put his palm on the back of Zhao Wuling's waist. Zhao Wuling moved closer to him because of this move. The fabric of the sling that was too thin was about to be torn, and the undulating lines between his breaths were like snow. mountains .

Zhao Wuling was imprisoned in his arms, unable to move. His unique breath suppressed him, and his arms slowly tightened. Zhao Wuling's sling slipped down on his shoulders. Jiang Ye licked her neck, and Zhao Wuling looked at her. Eyelashes couldn't stop trembling.

Pulling away after a moment, fresh air rushed in. Zhao Wuling saw that Jiang Ye's clothes were neat and tidy, with only slight wrinkles. It was not fair at all. Zhao Wuling reached out to unbutton his shirt.

The movement was stopped. Zhao Wuling tilted his head and could only use his lips and tongue to solve the problem. He was impatient and his breath was disordered. There was a breath that was unique to him in his nose. His teeth hit the buttons of his shirt. He failed, but Jiang Ye pinched his chin. , check for any injuries.

His movements at this time will be a little gentle.

They kissed each other, and their movements almost broke the bottom line. Zhao Wuling was even more hasty than Jiang Ye, hugging him, and the pleated skirt moved up during the movement, almost close to the waist. Zhao Wuling didn't know what he thought of, stepped away, and got closer Jiang Ye spoke in his ear.

Her voice was almost inaudible, and she tempted him: " Jiang Ye, you can be my boyfriend. "

Only then can / do.

Zhao Wuling has a superficial intelligence, just like she is now aware of Jiang Ye's desires that are difficult to ignore , and is sure that he will not refuse .

She raised her head , her expression unmistakably smug.

But Jiang Ye didn't think about it for more than a few seconds. He let go of the arm holding Zhao Wuling, tried his best to calm down, and stretched out his hand to help her adjust the fallen sling, as if to express his approval.

" Yeah, it's inappropriate. "

ah?

Now it was Zhao Wuling's turn to be stunned, because she didn't expect Jiang to be so bearable. She put her hands on the table and let her thoughts go blank for a few seconds. She soon understood deeply what it meant to reap the consequences. She felt uncomfortable even with her sensitive eyelids. Jump.

Jiang Ye raised his hand to straighten his shirt and took a deep breath. He was not in a hurry to have sex with Zhao Wuling. He knew that Zhao Wuling's curiosity and pleasure would have diminishing marginal effects. For Zhao Wuling, who has a casual nature, Delayed acquisition makes the fruit tastier.

Let Zhao Wuling devote time and emotions to him. Only in this way will it be difficult to let go and fall in love with him again and again.

The only thing that needs to be discussed is his endurance, because many times he almost forgets—

Forget that you should refuse her excessive demands.

Zhao Wuling couldn't help but gasp, thinking about how to get Jiang Ye to continue. There was a knock on the door, and the two of them looked at the door at the same time.

The knocking on the door continued, and then Zhao Mingxiu's voice came from outside the door, calling Jiang Ye.

The mood swings were so great that Zhao Wuling hurriedly got up from the table, thinking about where to hide.

Zhao Mingxiu was not a few years older than her, but he always had the majesty of an elder brother. Zhao Wuling did not dare to appear in front of him like this for the time being. Secondly, according to Zhao Wuling's observation, Zhao Mingxiu did not know the past relationship between the two of them. I'd love to see her get involved with Jiang Ye.

On the contrary, Jiang Ye's expression was very calm. He stopped Zhao Wuling and said, " I won't let him in. "

Zhao Wuling covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound, and nodded like a child.

The door was quickly opened by Jiang Ye from the inside. Outside was Zhao Mingxiu, who looked a little anxious. He thought about his words for a few seconds and said, " Mr. Zhao, have you seen my cousin? There is no one in her room, and the phone has not been connected. "

Although Zhao Wuling usually loves to play, he still replies to messages. After all, this is a suburb, the security is not as good as Huaicheng , and Zhao Wuling is beautiful.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, his voice was very calm, and he analyzed: " Ms. Zhao may be in the swimming pool on the roof. I met her in the corridor in the afternoon. "

I was swimming, so naturally I couldn't reply to the message.

Zhao Mingxiu reluctantly let go of his anxiety, and He Jiang also apologized for disturbing him.

Jiang Ye expressed full tolerance and understanding.

Now that this was the case, Zhao Mingxiu casually chatted with Jiang Ye about a few things, saying that he and Fang Siyan's laboratory had almost finished talking, and were planning to return to Huaicheng tomorrow, and ...

Zhao Mingxiu stopped talking before he finished speaking. He noticed Jiang Ye's impatient expression and quickly found an excuse to leave.

When Zhao Mingxiu left, Jiang also closed the door. When he turned around, he found an empty room, with the windows slightly open and the curtains swaying in the wind.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows, and the next second he heard a rustling sound, Zhao Wuling's head poked out from under the crimson desk, and after confirming that only Jiang Ye was relieved, he sighed.

Jiang Ye came closer, lowered his eyes, and saw Zhao Wuling's eyes that were washed by love looking at him. She didn't mind being dirty , half sitting on the ground, her legs were exposed from the lower edge of her skirt, and her knees were stained. There was a slight red mark, and he raised his face, feeling so excited, but his tone was still pretending to be innocent, and he asked him.

" Jiang Ye, does it look like you are cheating on someone? "

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Chapter 36 _ indulge me

◎ Even the first and last names are more pleasant to the ear than others ◎

Jiang Ye is in a good mood recently .

After careful observation for a period of time , Li Yuanchuan came to the conclusion that because he had been following Jiang Ye for a long time, it was almost certain that the action of raising his hand to loosen his tie was a precursor to Jiang Ye's anger.

The next step would be a demotion or a cold threat. Jiang would not lose his temper even if he got angry , but a sense of oppression would follow.

Jiang is able to manage a private equity fund as large as Zhiyuan Capital in an orderly manner, which is not unrelated to his thunderous methods.

However, today the person in charge of the port area landed in Huaicheng , and He Jiang also reported that the situation was worse than previously expected.

The real data are all losses, and the person in charge there is also a talented person. He has created eight or nine new concepts in the financial report to prove that the business is profitable , provided that labor costs are deducted.

Li Yuanchuan was sitting on the lower left seat of Jiang Ye . He caught a glimpse of Jiang Ye's silent expression from the corner of his eye . The moment he saw Jiang Ye raising his hand , he instinctively wanted to lower his head. However, Jiang Ye was distracted for a moment and looked at his tie. Thinking of something, he curled his lips.

The curvature was almost invisible , but Li Yuanchuan still noticed it.

Jiang Ye quickly regained his composure, rapped his knuckles on the contract on the table, and said nothing.

The person in charge was somewhat trembling, with sweat pouring down his forehead. He was still holding the remote control used to demonstrate the report , waiting for Jiang Ye's final decision.

There was silence in the conference room for a long time . Jiang Ye raised his hand, closed the printed financial report , and said in an ambiguous tone: " Next quarter is the deadline. "

It means being willing to extend time.

The person in charge of the port area couldn't help but nodded . Jiang also raised his eyes , glanced at the other participants, and asked for opinions as usual: " Do you have any objections ? "

Who dares to object?

So far , all the projects decided by Jiang Ye have achieved considerable profit returns without exception.

After the meeting, several business leaders looked like they were surviving the disaster. Li Yuanchuan followed Jiang Ye and left the conference room first, checked the messages on his mobile phone, and reported.

" Mr. Jiang , London has sent people, and I've asked Secretary Lin to take them to your office. "

Jiang Ye nodded casually and asked, " Where is Zhou Lin? "

Li Yuanchuan looked around and lowered his voice unconsciously: " It's all done. Mr. Zhou means that you don't go too far. He will deal with it. Miss Zhao's family has also said hello. "

Jiang Ye hummed, stretched out his hand to adjust the cufflinks of his shirt, and continued to give instructions: " Tell him that my reward will satisfy him. "

Zhou Lin was once a client of Zhiyuan Capital, and he did not have any friendship with Jiang. It was just that similar people could instantly identify their own kind among the crowd.

Jiang also has enough bargaining chips to exchange, and the elders of the Zhou family, who are still at the center of power, are responsible for turning a blind eye.

The door of the office was pushed open by Li Yuanchuan, and Jiang Ye walked into the office. Lin Wei and Li Yuanchuan left in a sensible manner and closed the doors tightly.

The office became quiet and Jiang raised his eyes. It was not convenient for Allen 's parents to come forward. The person who came to Huaicheng to negotiate was Allen's cousin who was engaged in the pharmaceutical business. He seemed to be of Chinese descent and spoke with a Cantonese accent.

Allen sat next to his cousin . He looked decent, but his expression was a bit decadent and haggard, and his lips looked bloodless.

In a foreign country , he was a little acclimatized in Huaicheng, and he was frustrated in love. Jiang also almost put him under house arrest. He was only allowed to see his cousin today.

Allen 's Chinese is more loose, with a mixture of Chinese and English and an accent. He has a bit of a businessman's tact, and he opened his mouth to talk to Jiang Ye.

" Jiang Sheng, my cousin is an idiot . He is not pursuing beautiful girls in the right way. You can let him go back to London and let me, uncle and aunt, take good care of him. "

Before Jiang could express his position, his cousin slapped the back of Allen 's neck with his hand. The veins near his eyes bulged, and he said with a bit of resentment, " Allen , I'm sorry. "

A strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. Huaicheng is not within their family's sphere of influence, not to mention that Jiang is not an ordinary person.

Allen covered the area where he had been slapped hard, holding his neck to avoid shouting the pain. He raised his head and emphasized in a weak tone: " I want to see Celia . "

Cousin Allen was stunned for a moment, and the next second he reached out to cover this idiot's mouth, instantly knowing the reason for his failure.

His cousin had good reincarnation skills and was a proud man who grew up in Jinxiudui. He lacked nothing and had no choice but to be a love interest. There was no way he could win over the river.

The alpha wolf emerges from the most cruel financial market , he is ruthless and decisive.

Allen was placed under house arrest and the news was blocked . The family had previously found a third party to negotiate, but Jiang Ye was nowhere to be seen. They were far away across the ocean, and the advantage was instantly in Jiang Ye's hands.

Against the light, the strong sunlight made Jiang Ye's expression somewhat unclear. Cousin Allen took out the cigarette case and handed it to Jiang Ye with a gold package of Treasurer cigarettes .

Jiang didn't answer. The sound of handmade leather shoes falling on the floor was clearly audible . He answered Allen 's words: " She doesn't want to see you. "

=== Chapter 44 === _

The cousin was making crazy hints next to him . Allen pretended not to notice , tried to organize his words to make his words clear, and asked: " Is it that Celia doesn't want to see me, or do you not let her see me? "

Jiang didn't want to communicate with him, so he turned around and explained the situation to Allen 's human cousin in a calm tone .

" You have also seen that he secretly photographed my wife in Huaicheng . My wife is kind and timid. She was too scared to go out. "

Jiang Ye's eyes fell on the glass products on the corner cabinet next to him . He smiled playfully and said in a pointed tone: " It's okay to let him go, but I want an explanation. "

It's hard to guess what this means. Zhiyuan Capital's business has almost no contact with London. Obviously, Jiang Ye doesn't want compensation.

Allen was a fool, but his cousin was not necessarily the same. After weighing it, he took a few steps back and thought there was nothing wrong with letting the noble master know about the dangers in the world. He nodded: " It doesn't matter, Jiang Sheng, you can do whatever you want. "

They were doing Tai Chi, and Allen sneered and sarcastically said, " When did Celia become your wife? Jiang Ye, I'm doing candid photography, how much nobler are you than me? "

He's so stupid that it makes cousin Allen doubt whether he can be a congressman in the future. He can't bear to see it, so don't look away.

The next second, the glass product was smashed down, and the bloody glass fragments fell to the ground in scattered pieces. There was a dull sound and chaotic shouts. Allen's head was broken and bleeding, and he could not speak his native language in pain.

The smell of blood quickly spread in the space . Jiang Ye's face remained calm. His eyes fell on the broken glass. He almost picked it up and continued. He held back and warned the person who was half lying on the ground covering his forehead. His tone was cold, warning. .

" I don't like you calling her name, understand? "

Jiang Ye never called Zhao Wuling by her English name, as if the conflict was engraved in his instinct, he would call her Lingling when their foreheads were touching.

Lingling.

The Creator was so generous to her, even her name was more pleasant to the ears than others.

Zhao Wuling felt a little depressed after returning from the suburbs. Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun did not dare to mention the blind date because she was unhappy.

Shen Hanyun thought about it afterwards and felt that she had to seek medical treatment because of her illness. The conditions for a master's degree from Tsinghua University were considered good by others, but not enough for the son-in-law of the Zhao family. No wonder Zhao Wuling didn't like it.

It just so happened that Yang Chengyu's father had been promoted to military rank some time ago and invited Zhao Pingnan and his wife to have a gathering in the garden. Naturally, Zhao Wuling was also called to join in.

Zhao Wuling wore a moon-white loose cheongsam embroidered with lily of the valley branches, her hair was pulled up, and there were white jade bracelets that occasionally jingled on her wrists. She lowered her head and looked not too eager.

It's interesting to say that Zhao Wuling's appearance is not classical, but when she was studying abroad, she almost became synonymous with oriental beauty. Now it is also a more subtle beauty, and the cheongsam weakens the aggressiveness of her beauty.

Four members of the Yang family were there, including Yang Chengyu's stepmother and Yang Jingtong. Zhao Wuling pursed his lips and said hello: " Hello, Uncle Yang. "

Zhao Wuling fell silent after calling. Yang Chengyu's stepmother was called Sun Xiu. She looked like a taciturn middle-aged woman, with a somewhat attentive smile frozen on her face before.

Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Shen Hanyun pinched Zhao Wuling's forearm and reminded her: " Lingling, your Aunt Sun is here too. "

Zhao Wuling turned away, as if he didn't hear, and continued to remain silent.

Yang Chengyu's biological mother's surname was Cheng. Zhao Wuling's memory is that Aunt Miles was as gentle as her eldest aunt. She also had poor health. She didn't dislike Sun Xiu that much, but Yang Jingtong was born less than half a year after Yang Chengyu's biological mother died. At the Yang family's house.

Sun Xiu's face became more and more ugly. In the silence, Yang Chengyu broke the silence first, looked at Zhao Wuling's expressionless face, laughed, and said slowly: " Yes, Zhao Wuling, I didn't hurt you in vain in high school. "

" If you don't want to call , don't call. I asked them both to come to the table. " Yang Chengyu didn't feel embarrassed and continued on his own. He asked, " If I call her, does Zhao Wuling still have to say hello to my mother? "

Yang Chengyu's eyes circled around Sun Xiu and Yang Jingtong and said, " Call my mother up at noon . I see that your family is so happy. Isn't it good? "

These words were a bit revealing. Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun looked at each other and didn't know how to answer.

Yang Guoan seemed to be used to it and didn't take it to heart. He forced a smile on his face and ordered the servants to serve the food. The atmosphere was normal.

The person taking the spoon is a chef who has cooked for state banquets. It is a typical Huai cuisine with excellent ingredients and careful preparation. It is naturally delicious. However, Zhao Wuling's mind is not on the food and his appetite is average. He puts down his chopsticks and eats cherries with a pinch of stem. son.

After three rounds of drinking , Zhao Pingnan raised his glass to make a toast. When Yang Guoan stood up and clinked his glasses, he saw Zhao Wuling out of the corner of his eye and spoke with some emotion.

" We are becoming more and more beautiful as we mature, unlike me, a brat who still can't decide when we are almost thirty, and I don't know how to worry about marriage in the future. "

Yang Chengyu had no expression on his face, but the hand holding the spoon paused, glanced at Zhao Wuling across the dining table, and said nothing.

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Mr. Jiang , are you beating your ex-boyfriend? Home was stolen ( busi )

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Chapter 37 _ indulge me

◎ No one can compare ◎

Of course Yang Guoan was being self-effacing . Yang Chengyu was visibly better than his father, and his status was sensitive. Logically speaking, he should avoid suspicion , but he was really good. He had been promoted several times and was always blameless.

Shen Hanyun smiled warmly and softly . She heard the tone of his words and did not agree. She turned around and praised: " Xiao Yang is so good, so there is no need to worry . As adults , we can't care too much sometimes . "

Yang Guoan was already a little drunk , holding the wine glass in his hand, smiling heartily, and said yes. Sun Xiu stayed with him quietly, very docile, with his eyes lowered, helping to pick up the food with serving chopsticks.

There was no change on Shen Hanyun's face . She turned her words around a few times and asked casually, " Does Xiao Yang have a girlfriend now? "

Zhao Wuling lowered his head and almost broke the stem of the cherry in his hand . He couldn't figure out why Shen Hanyun suddenly turned into a maniac for urging marriage because the luxury store was not open or there was no new play at the opera house .

What's even more hateful is that Yang Chengyu, who should be on the same front as her, showed no objection at all. He put down his chopsticks and responded with humility and courtesy in an instant : " Not yet , Aunt Shen. "

In exchange for Shen Hanyun's smile becoming more obvious, even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened, she continued: " Xiao Yang , what kind of thing do you like? Aunt Shen can help you find it ..."

Shen Hanyun's enthusiasm for being a matchmaker has been high recently. It's surprising that Yang Chengyu can handle it. Zhao Wuling was vaguely gloating about his misfortune and couldn't help it. He curled his lips and glanced at the people next to him, waiting to see the joke.

Before Yang Chengyu had time to answer, Sun Xiu, who had been silent, raised his head timidly, as if he mustered up the courage to speak cautiously.

" Mrs. Zhao, we Jingtong don't have a girlfriend yet. Do you have someone suitable who can help Jingtong keep an eye on her, okay? "

Sun Xiu's words came from the bottom of her heart. She was Yang Guoan's successor. People who were willing to interact with her were usually low-class characters. They were not as high-quality as Shen Hanyun's network. Some time ago, she even created a couple in the circle. A well-matched marriage.

Shen Hanyun is a decent person, she doesn't show it on her face, but in her heart she complains about Sun Xiu's ignorance.

Her younger brother, Sun Tiancheng, had rudely interrupted Zhao Wuling at a banquet some time ago. Shen Hanyun could only swallow it for the sake of Yang Guoan, but she didn't want Sun Xiu to act like she was okay and ask her to act as a matchmaker.

Shen Hanyun smiled to ease the atmosphere, as if he was a kind elder: " Of course. "

Sun Xiu's eyebrows were raised with joy, and while she was smiling, she pushed Yang Jingtong with her hand: " Jingtong, please thank Mrs. Shen quickly. "

Yang Jingtong held the chopsticks in his hand, and his first reaction was to look at Yang Chengyu. He observed that the latter was whispering to Zhao Wuling. His attention was not here, and he was finally relieved: " Thank you , Aunt Shen. "

While they were talking, the servant approached in a well-trained manner and served everyone a piece of squab soup. The soup was yellow and almost transparent. Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, stirred at will with the spoon, and fished out the sea coconut and Codonopsis pilosula. , milky white yam like jade.

She didn't know what she was thinking of, but the bracelet on her wrist made a slight sound when she stirred the soup, and then said: " Mom, you might as well pay more attention to Yang Jingtong, after all, I remember ..."

She didn't speak much during the whole meal. Now that she spoke, the attention of everyone at the table was attracted. Zhao Wuling's tone was a bit innocent and continued: " He is less than half a year younger than Yang Chengyu, right? "

These words were harsh and almost put the fact of Yang Guoan's cheating on the table. Sun Xiu's hands shook and the chopsticks fell to the ground. She leaned down to pick them up. Yang Guoan's face was sullen and his expression was not good-looking.

The atmosphere was awkward and stiff, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

Zhao Pingnan had a straight face and was about to say something when his hand under the dining table was held by Shen Hanyun, so he didn't speak.

The servant at home had no discernment and failed to figure out the situation in the dining room, so he brought another plate of cherries to Zhao Wuling alone.

Everyone at the table had their own secrets. Only Yang Chengyu was not affected by the atmosphere. He took the bone plate and the faintly purple-red cherries were placed in front of Zhao Wuling. There was a slight sound. He took the time to look up with an expression on his face. I hate the fuss they make.

" You're just half a year younger than me . What's not to say? "

If it's not decent, don't do it then .

After a few seconds, Zhao Wuling seemed to come to his senses, lowered his eyes, stood up from the table, and apologized with his eyebrows lowered: " I'm sorry, Uncle Yang, I drank too much and made a mistake. Let's go to the garden first. "

The Yang family's residence is called Huaiyuan, which is a more quaint Chinese-style garden. You can feel the humidity the moment you step in. The circular corridor leads to a deeper place. Tall evergreen trees cover the strange rocks in the middle. The pool water arranges a patchwork landscape in the center.

The call of the kingfisher could be vaguely heard in the quiet . Occasionally, a servant passed by in a hurry. He recognized Miss Zhao as a guest and greeted her respectfully.

Zhao Wuling hummed as an answer. The servant understood and left quickly after doing his own thing.

Although the high-heeled shoes were beautiful, they did not fit her feet. Zhao Wuling was a little tired from walking, so she took a nap on the bluestone board while holding on to the pillars.

The landscaper hired must have been working hard, because the bluestone slabs are designed to be waterproof and so transparent that you can see the background color at a glance.

There is almost no fishy smell at the edge of the pool . The oxygen generator is placed far away, pumping out bubbles steadily and silently. Beautiful long-tailed fish are swimming in it.

When she was bored, Zhao Wuling took out her mobile phone to read the messages. After getting up, she sent a text message to Jiang Ye, but Jiang Ye has not replied until now.

Are you so busy?

Zhao Wuling bit his lip and put away his phone. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the fish food placed aside. The small brown particles were contained in a white porcelain jar.

Zhao Wuling picked up a little bit with his fingers and fed it into the pool water. It was originally a boring move.

But the fish swung their long and elegant tails in the water, splashed out the small splashes in the pool, and rushed to squeeze in.

Zhao Wuling was a little surprised, stretched out his hand, and tentatively sprinkled a little more. The school of fish became more active. Zhao Wuling couldn't cope with it, and suddenly remembered the old saying that fish never know when they are full.

Before she had time to think, there was a chuckle from behind, and the visitor's footsteps stopped a few inches away from her and said, " You are very generous. "

Zhao Wuling raised his head and faced the mottled sunlight to see him clearly.

Yang Chengyu was still on vacation. He was not wearing a military uniform. He was wearing simple and loose black clothes and black trousers. There was only a simple brand logo on the trousers. Maybe he was in a good mood, and even the anger in his broken eyebrows was a little less.

Yang Chengyu took advantage of the situation and sat on the bluestone next to Zhao Wuling, took the fish food away and explained.

" This fish is more insatiable than other fish. If you feed it a little too much, it will starve to death. "

Not knowing enough, no matter how full you have eaten before, you will still be greedy when temptation comes . Yang Guoan sat in his current position, and raising this kind of fish was more or less a warning to himself.

If it is difficult to fill the desire gap , it will be easy and eternal disaster.

Zhao Wuling said oh, patted the dust from the fish food on his hands, and asked: " How is the situation ? "

She meant the dining room.

Yang Chengyu raised his eyebrows, smiled, took out the cigarette case from his pocket out of habit, and put it back after a few seconds, recalling the quarrel and embarrassment at the dinner table, and replied to Zhao Wuling: " My mother will want to come up and have a look. "

His tone was relaxed, and Zhao Wuling also tilted his head, leaning against the pillar behind him, and smiled.

She was really a little drunk, with her face raised and a hazy drunken look, and her originally fair skin was now a little red. Yang Chengyu only glanced at it and then withdrew his eyes. His hand touched the cigarette case again, and he exerted force on his knuckles.

For a moment, Yang Chengyu reached out to touch Zhao Wuling's earlobe. The latter instinctively turned his head to avoid it, with a puzzled expression: " What's wrong? "

Yang Chengyu quickly replied, reminding: " There are little bugs in your ears . "

Zhao Wuling was most afraid of insects. He always found their tentacles disgusting. He even disliked butterflies. Now he couldn't accept it just by imagining it. He turned sideways and approached him, resisting the urge to scream: " Yang Chengyu, get rid of it quickly." Walk. "

=== Chapter 45 === _

Yang Chengyu said yes, and the moment he raised his hand, Zhao Wuling grabbed his cuff. Zhao Wuling closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling with fear, and continued to direct, emphasizing: " Pinch it away, don't crush it to death on my ears. "

Insect remains stuck to your ears are disgusting.

Yang Chengyu hummed and reached out to touch it.

Even the shape of Zhao Wuling's auricles is very beautiful, with small and round earlobes, and pearl earrings swaying slightly with her movements, and the broken hair that has escaped from restraint is modifying the outline.

Yang Chengyu's Adam's apple moved, and his fingertips slowly touched her earlobe. Different from Yang Chengyu's rough texture, it was as warm and soft as porcelain. From his angle, he could faintly see the thin needles of the earrings passing through her ears.

Zhao Wuling's ears were pierced by Yang Chengyu during the summer vacation after the high school entrance examination. I remember it was at a tattoo shop next door to Shenghua Private School . The owner also helped with the piercing, and it was well-known among the nearby student groups.

The dim environment made the store really look like a small workshop operated without a license. The boss was still humming a ditty. He leaned over and touched Zhao Wuling's auricle to check carefully. Yang Chengyu tensed up because he was afraid that the gun would hit her bones. Standing aside with a stern look on his face, he warned the boss to be careful.

Zhao Wuling's first pair of earrings was also given by Yang Chengyu. After the gift, he kept eating the very expensive and tacky diamond earrings in the cafeteria for almost a month. Now they seem to be outdated styles, but Zhao Wuling was I like it very much and feel that I am finally an adult.

If you think about it carefully , it's actually quite naive.

Yang Chengyu was distracted for too long. Zhao Wuling was a little confused. His hands unconsciously grasped the fabric of the cheongsam. He slowed down his breathing and asked aloud: " Have you not taken it away yet? "

The person opposite was stunned for a few seconds and then replied to her: " It's gone. "

Yang Chengyu lowered his head, blinked quickly, and rubbed his fingertips very slowly.

They had known each other for so long that the gender boundary had almost disappeared in their hearts. Yang Chengyu was like a family member. Only now did Zhao Wuling realize that the distance between the two of them was a little too close, and the atmosphere was a little strange indescribably.

Zhao Wuling pursed her lips and retreated to her safe area. Some thoughts flashed through her mind, but they disappeared without a trace when she struggled to catch them.

It was at this moment that the phone vibrated , and for the first time, Zhao Wuling thanked herself in her heart for her bad habit of always forgetting to mute her face, saying she wanted to check her phone.

Yang Chengyu also returned to normal, moved away, had nothing to do, waved his hands, and almost fed the fish again.

The poor swimming fish was frightened by his fake move. Only when he swam over did he realize it was a trick and quickly swam away again.

Zhao Wuling thought it was Jiang Ye who responded to her message, but it was actually Yu Shuang who forwarded a Weibo link to her.

[It's Ah Shuang: Weibo link]

[It's Ah Shuang: Beibei, Lingling, you are on the hot search. 】

Zhao Wuling's eyelids were twitching. He swiped the screen of his mobile phone and clicked on the hot search. The first two hot searches in the entertainment category were about the popular night party girlfriend revealed by a marketing account.

The fourth most popular search is #Mengyao Junior Sister #

Hot Search No. 5 #Junior Sister Zhang Wanwan #

Zhao Wuling frowned, then clicked on the entry. The first hot recommendation was Meng Yao's Weibo.

[ 梦翈MY : Turning to the photos I took with my junior sister when the exhibition opened, it just so happened that her painting "Astringent Fruit" was also going to be exhibited. If you are interested, you can pay attention to [ web link ] ]

Although unexpected, it is also a very normal publicity. After all, mentorship in the art circle often means a closer relationship, whether it is related to interests or personal relationships.

Can this be a hot search?

It seems that domestic entertainment is really over. Zhao Wuling opened the comment area with a puzzled look. The hot comments were all normal, but the further down the scroll, the more something was wrong.

一一: Received, received, my wife and my wife's junior sister are so beautiful! Will pay attention! The color of "Astringent Fruit" is also so youthful.

I won't sleep if the moon doesn't sleep: Okay, keep your voice low, junior sister's eyebrows are a bit like the second female lead in "Devil Killing", does Teacher Meng know about Zhang Wanwan?

张万万是我的wife: Keep in mind the differences between amateurs and female celebrities, okay? This picture is so high- profile at first glance. Real people don't know how ugly they are. If you have time, why not take a look at more beautiful photos of my wife Wanwan [ picture link] ]

生爱wan: I agree with the above, but now my junior sister looks pretty popular, Wanwan is really popular, and " big artists " are also here, and her career approval is great.

Just a melon-eating passerby: Passerby, this is going to be on the hot search, Meng Yao, are you bothered?

无大雨: Can't understand? It's obvious that Hoti was bought to divert traffic. How come any idiot can access the Internet now?

…

After swiping the interface a few more times, Zhao Wuling could barely understand it. Meng Yao helped her post Weibo promotions, Re Yi bought hot search because he wanted to divert the entries to her, and Zhao Wuling looked similar to a female star. picture.

How could so many coincidences happen to her alone? Zhao Wuling sighed and continued to read. Now almost all the people in the entry square were Zhang Wanwan's fans. There were a bunch of short essays written eloquently. The central idea was that his sister was very beautiful. Red, passers-by are not worthy, so don't come here to touch porcelain.

Zhao Wuling was almost doubtful of himself, so he turned off his phone in annoyance, turned around, and asked Yang Chengyu directly: " Am I good-looking ? "

Yang Chengyu raised his eyebrows in confusion and answered truthfully: " It looks good. "

Zhao Wuling had no intention of comparing herself to others, but some netizens who were praised and looked down upon brought out the winning side of their character and asked, " Is Zhang Wanwan prettier than me? "

baffling.

Yang Chengyu smiled. He didn't know who Zhang Wanwan Zhao Wuling was talking about, but he still replied to her: " No one can compare with him. "

…

Zhao Wuling also felt that she cared a little too much about the words of Zhang Wanwan's fans. She took a deep breath, calmed down, and simply turned off her phone, out of sight and out of mind.

Yang Chengyu had just opened the plastic paper of the cigarette case while Zhao Wuling was looking at the phone. Now he was holding the cigarette in his mouth. He still didn't understand. He stood up and slapped the back of her head with his palm, his tone filled with resentment. .

" Are you unhappy because of this? Zhao Wuling, you have no future. "

…

No one can compare to you.

The lunch gathering was unpleasant, but Yang Guoan spent the whole afternoon talking to Zhao Pingnan in the study, and stayed until the evening. The elders chatted with each other, and Yang Chengyu said he was free and sent Zhao Wuling back to Lanshui Mansion.

The modified off-road vehicle had a military license plate hanging on it. Zhao Wuling sat in the passenger seat and knocked on the window with his knuckles out of curiosity. There was a clean and sharp sound. Yang Chengyu started the vehicle and replied to her at the same time: " Bulletproof" of. "

Zhao Wuling was quite interested and asked, " Can this car run through a red light when on a mission? "

Yang Chengyu raised his eyebrows, looked at her through the front view mirror, and smiled a little bit: " Sister, that's not called running a red light. It's a green light wherever the car goes. "

…

By the time we arrived at Lanshui Mansion, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening. Zhao Wuling was in a much better mood. His high heels were on the floor and the voice-activated light was on and off. Zhao Wuling didn't care. He lowered his head and fumbled to press the fingerprint lock.

During the opening of the lock , he caught a glimpse of a figure in the corner and raised his head curiously. Zhao Wuling thought that he had done nothing wrong, but his guilty feeling still flashed through when he saw the person in the corner clearly.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Zhao Wuling tentatively called his name: " Jiang Ye. "

Jiang Ye stood in a dark place that was not illuminated by the light . Zhao Wuling could see his clear profile in profile. Jiang Ye's expression was unclear and his tone was dull. After a moment of silence, he asked her.

" Did you have fun ? "

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The reason why the next chapter is incoherent is because of deletions after locking, and all the speech parts were deleted after being locked. The English is not just showing off, it's true that the English will not pass if I don't change it. I don't dare to modify the next chapter casually now, otherwise I will immediately It's under review again. Thank you little angels for your understanding.

Chapter 38 _ Jiaojin

◎ Who is the grudge? [Don't block your comments] ◎

-Did you have fun ?

The voice-activated light in Lanshui Mansion was awakened just now . The light was a bit dazzling. Zhao Wuling blinked uncontrollably, and after a few seconds , he was able to see Jiang Ye clearly.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a slow demeanor , and his deep eyes falling on her , I was not sure if Zhao Wuling was too sensitive, but I always felt that there was a deeper pathology beneath Jiang Ye's calmness.

Zhao Wuling held the doorknob , changed the subject and asked him: " Jiang Ye, why are you here? "

Jiang Ye's voice seemed to be immersed in ice , as if he was simply stating the facts: " I missed you , so I came here. "

Dense numbers are laid out in front of him . Jiang Ye doesn't really care about the extra zeros in his assets after the remuneration is recorded. There is a lot of people drinking and drinking at the celebration dinner, and there are discussions about cashing out and short selling in Vanity Fair. Every time at this time, he misses her very much.

He didn't often talk about love, and his tall and thin figure standing there looked more like the vulgar plot of an idol drama, but Zhao Wuling still couldn't control his heartbeat.

Zhao Wuling smiled with a crooked eyebrow, released her hand from the handle , and after a few steps , she rubbed herself into his arms and said coquettishly , " I miss you too. "

Jiang Ye smiled mockingly and put his arms around Zhao Wuling's waist. He felt the texture of silk between his fingers , a real sense of ownership . He lowered his eyes , looked at the top of her hair, and asked, " How much do you want her? "

Zhao Wuling didn't notice the change in Jiang Ye's mood, thinking that what had happened just now was over. She raised her head and kissed him on his chin. Her voice was unconsciously coquettish: " I miss you more than you miss me . "

Jiang Ye is very tall. Zhao Wuling had to put her feet up to kiss his chin when wearing high heels. She added with a smile: " A hundred times. "

Think about me a hundred times more than you think about me.

Even though he knew she was lying , Jiang Ye still chose to believe it. He closed his eyes and moved his hand with sharp knuckles around Zhao Wuling's neck. With a nonchalant tone, he gave her the right to compare.

" Are you happy with me or with him? "

ah?

Zhao Wuling was stunned. After a few seconds, he looked up at him, unaware of the approaching danger: " Who is he ? "

Jiang Ye tightened his knuckles and exerted force, Zhao Wuling's skin felt a sense of pressure, and the collar of his cheongsam was wrinkled by him. Zhao Wuling couldn't hold it back, crying out in pain, and finally realized who Jiang Ye was talking about, with a confused look on his face. ,continue.

" You mean ... Yang Chengyu? "

There was no reason for comparison at all , but Jiang Ye always cared too much about Yang Chengyu, even when he was studying, because he didn't know how many times he had quarreled over this matter.

Jiang didn't deny it , his eyes fell on her neck, which was fair and slender, with a sense of vulnerability that could be broken with a little force .

He was trying hard to control his sadism and repeated his question, really confused: " Who would you be happier with, huh? "

Why can't you just look at him, just love him, and keep your eyes on him forever.

Although it was strange, Zhao Wuling probably understood Jiang Ye's emotional changes. He struggled away from Jiang Ye's palm and answered seriously.

" I can't tell you whether I am happy or not, Jiang Ye. We happened to meet up with the elders at home for a dinner. Yang Chengyu just sent me back on the way. There is no comparison between you and him. "

Jiang Ye's gloomy expression softened slightly because of this answer. The hand with the watch still stayed on her waist, tightening it while continuing. His tone was vaguely commanding, and he continued following her words.

" Since there is no comparison, you don't need to see Yang Chengyu in the future. "

Just meet him.

The project has recently entered the harvest period. Jiang is also busy sorting out the goods and sniping at opponents. How to divide the cake is also a problem. In order to match the time of the US stock market, he and Lin Xiao have not had much rest for several days, and they barely squeezed out time to see Zhao. Mist spirit.

Seeing her hands shaking uncontrollably as she got off the off-road vehicle, countless bad thoughts instantly appeared in her mind.

The first thing Jiang also learned in the financial market is that everything has a price. If there is no price for the time being, it's just that the price offered is not high enough.

Just like Zhao Wuling's price with Zhao Mingxiu was several hundred million, he actually prepared an astonishing number to make the Zhao family ignore Zhao Wuling.

Locking her in the castle, being as isolated and helpless as the princess trapped in the tower in the ancient fairy tale, with only him to look forward to every second, Jiang would occasionally have such bad dreams with no bottom line.

The night hanging low on the river was dark blue, and Jiang Ye's tone was serious and low, as if he was about to implement the plan in the next second.

Zhao Wuling thought he was joking, so he laughed, lowered his head, and sniffed his shirt: " Jiang Ye, are you drunk? "

=== Section 46 === _

How could it be possible? She grew up with Yang Chengyu and regarded him as an older brother. She was closer to him than Zhao Mingxiu.

…

In the silence, Jiang Ye closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he was trying his best to endure, and finally said yes.

Zhao Wuling laughed again and stepped away from his arms. Zai Jiang also frowned and moved forward to hook his fingers and pull him through the door.

The smart light in the living room turned on, and there was a unique light fragrance in the room. Zhao Wuling made it very messy. Coffee cups and magazines and albums were placed everywhere, full of warm life.

Before Zhao Wuling could do anything after entering the door, he was pushed to the wall by Jiang Ye. The world was spinning, and the kiss followed. There was a faint smell of tobacco between his lips and teeth, slightly astringent and bitter, but not too much. Zhao Wuling turned away. , pushing him.

Jiang Ye quickly pulled away, his eyes falling on Zhao Wuling's lips. The eldest lady took a few deep breaths of oxygen, pulled Jiang Ye's tie, and began to settle accounts: " Why didn't you reply to my message? "

Jiang Ye's answer was concise and to the point : " Very busy. "

I'm so busy that I don't even have time to close my eyes and sleep.

Zhao Wuling had long forgotten his considerate persona, and said in a matter-of-fact tone: " It doesn't matter if you are busy , Jiang Ye, even if the earth explodes next second, you have to reply to my message, do you hear me? "

After saying the words, his conscience felt that he had gone too far. Zhao Wuling bit his lip and looked at Jiang Ye's expression, thinking about how to redeem himself, but Jiang Ye quickly said yes.

Zhao Wuling raised his head, aware of Jiang Ye's connivance, and tried: " I have to attend an art exhibition in a while. I'm very busy. I don't want to work on a project with Zhao Mingxiu. Please tell him for me. "

Just name any reason why the project needs to be kept secret.

Zhao Mingxiu didn't know what was wrong with him, but he was extremely persistent on this matter. Zhao Wuling felt that Jiang Ye's opinion might be considered carefully by Zhao Mingxiu.

Jiang Ye raised his hand to loosen his tie and continued to say yes.

Zhao Wuling was finally satisfied. She put down her frowning smile and pinched a corner of his shirt. Her tone seemed to predict that he would compromise: " Then you must not let me see Yang Chengyu, and you must not be angry because I see him. "

There was nothing worthy of Jiang Ye's conception from the high school middle school to now.

The light was not bright enough to see Jiang Ye's expression clearly.

Zhao Wuling was used to being impatient and urged him: " Jiang Ye, you should say yes. "

" except this. "

Jiang Ye's shadow was approaching, and his eyebrows were gloomy because of the name she mentioned.

When his request was not met, Zhao Wuling tilted her head and acted coquettishly against him, explaining: " Jiang Ye, he and I have nothing to do with each other. Not everyone likes me. "

Yang Chengyu doesn't like her?

Jiang Ye curled his lips mockingly.

Jiang Ye still didn't speak, so Zhao Wuling had no choice but to continue: " Really, Yang Chengyu and I have known each other for such a long time. If anything, we have known each other for a long time. We are really just friends ..."

Zhao Wuling's original intention was to explain to Jiang Ye that there was no possibility between her and Yang Chengyu, but she accidentally ran into Jiang Ye's restricted area.

Jiang Ye's eyes darkened , and Zhao Wuling's lips opened and closed. He couldn't hear clearly, but he only remembered that they were things he didn't like to hear.

Before the last word could be pronounced, Jiang Ye covered his mouth, and the edge of his knuckles exerted a little force. Zhao Wuling felt a little pain and whimpered, reminding Jiang Ye.

The next second, Zhao Wuling was picked up by the whole person and exclaimed in panic.

In the end, I could only hold on to his shirt, and in his strong and steady arms, I looked at the room that felt strange due to the change of vision. Even the thumping heartbeat felt abnormal.

Is it her fault for luring the wolf into the house? Jiang Ye threw her on the bed in the master bedroom with ease. Zhao Wuling didn't feel any pain and could barely hold on with his hands, and his body swayed slightly with the movement of the mattress.

Jiang Ye was condescending , looking down at Zhao Wuling, and stretched out his hand to loosen his tie. His expression at this time was a bit dangerous, and there was an inexplicable contrast.

Zhao Wuling held up his hands and looked up at him with a blush on his face.

She has figured out the pattern, even Jiang Ye should not be keen on this kind of thing, otherwise it cannot be explained. With Wen Xiang and Nephrite in her arms, Jiang Ye remains calm.

She didn't move, and Jiang Ye was distracted in his movements, even his voice was hoarse. His expression was extremely cold, and he said: " Untie it. "

Unlock what?

Zhao Wuling's head was dizzy and he didn't understand , so he looked up at him in confusion.

Reason collapsed in an instant , and Jiang ye couldn't even wait for Zhao Wuling to untie the , hold her calf and put her down , and pletely controlled her wrists began with her bare feet , moved an inch up an inch , skimming over the fork of the , and Jiang also lowered his head when he was hindered.

The silk-textured cheongsam was lifted up more than half, and Zhao Wuling wore a garter belt. A narrow, pure white lace belt embroidered with complex patterns was wrapped around her fairer parts, like a guardian of the Garden of Eden. Of course, she didn't succeed. The movement to stop Jiang Ye was torn apart in the blink of an eye.

The depths of his skin were densely packed with electricity, and Zhao Wuling cried and accused him while breathing: " My most beautiful garter , you tore it. "

She bought it in London and liked it very much. She brought it back when she returned to China.

The broken lace ribbon was wrapped around Jiang Ye's wrist, and the color of his blood vessels could be glimpsed in the gap. Jiang Ye was noncommittal and comforted Zhao Wuling: " I'll buy more for you. "

Zhao Wuling soon no longer regretted the garter, because the cheongsam was also torn by Jiang Ye. The green cloth was like flowing spring water, and the sound of the silk breaking was the catalyst for the ambiguous atmosphere. Jiang Ye's dark eyes were dark when he pressed it down. , brewing something that Zhao Wuling couldn't understand.

The preparation was too long, and when his breath hit him, Zhao Wuling didn't feel that Jiang Ye was drunk in this state, so he couldn't help but gasp softly , looking away before the boundary collapsed, and reached out to push him.

Jiang Ye frowned unhappily , stretched out his hand to grasp Zhao Wuling's chin, and forced her to look directly at him.

Zhao Wuling felt really uncomfortable. He grasped it unconsciously, groaning and regretting his cheongsam: " I don't want it, Jiang Ye, you hate it, every time ... I'm so tired now, I want to sleep. "

He ended it hastily every time . Zhao Wuling felt uncomfortable many times and no longer expected to be fooled by him.

After Jiang Ye understood the reason, he chuckled, straightened up, and fumbled for the broken part of the cheongsam. The hand that held the pen during the day was now used for this kind of thing. He squeezed in, patrolled behind her, unblocked the obstacles, and answered her.

" why not? "

Zhao Wuling was as soft as water, completely powerless, and raised her head to kiss him.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows, not expecting that she would give up so easily, and reached out to hug her.

Her movements were unexpectedly urgent today, she stretched out her tongue to hook / wrap his lips, then pushed them in again .

With her skin exposed to the air, Zhao Wuling felt Jiang Ye's watch on her waist, which made her body tremble with coldness. She complained delicately, but was silenced by Jiang Ye with a kiss.

Forced to accept.

The suit trouser belt was actively untied by the owner , whiost suffocating pleasure when entering. Zhao Wuling's skin was pink. After a moment of aphasia , the tip of her nose touched Jiang Ye's face.

Like being gently invaded by the sea , when the waves hit , Zhao Wuling couldn't help biting his lips , controlling the tone , and begging him for mercy.

She didn't get the pity of the people in front of him , but for deeper enent.

Jiang was also very patient in other matters, but at this moment he showed an impatient side. His actions were not gentle, and he was eager to—

Capture her, possess her, and leave his unique mark on her body when he kisses her.

The mattress sank and undulated, and the sheets were wrinkled by the owner's grip. Zhao Wuling used strength at a loss to pull off Jiang Ye's valuable cufflinks. After a sound, the metal buckles rolled onto the soft carpet, and finally stopped at an unknown place. In the famous corner, eavesdropping on the ambiguous romance under the bed.

Zhao Wuling was caught in the cold when she was unconscious. She reached out based on her feeling and tried to take off Jiang Ye's watch. She was unsuccessful and was rejected by the person in front of her. She was frustrated as if she had been abandoned by her lover. Her voice was very soft and she complained and acted coquettishly towards Jiang Ye: " You don't even feel sorry for me. "

Jiang just kissed her and moved gently, rarely opening his mouth to coax her—

" Ling Ling is good. "

Half asleep and half awake, I was comforted by his words.

Zhao Wuling only followed him instinctively to sail in the deepest part of the sea , ups and downs. Her state relied on him and climbed every nerve happily.

Zhao Wuling vaguely saw Jiang Ye's belt. Zhao Wuling struggled to crawl away from Jiang Ye. Using all his strength, he raised his hand and threw the belt off the bed, avenging the garters and cheongsam.

Jiang also indulged her throughout the whole process, but at the end he took her back into his arms, kissed her on the crook of her neck, and called her a little vindictive ghost.

Zhao Wuling's eyes were bright and he had a satisfied look. He half-closed his eyes and admitted frankly that he was too devoted and comfortable. Jiang Ye was inexplicably good at this kind of thing.

Zhao Wuling had almost forgotten how this affair started, leaving his young best friend behind and indulging in unhealthy pleasures.

…

To confirm the relationship, kissing is the normal template. How come they are all messed up here? Zhao Wuling was kissed to the point of lack of oxygen. He finally got an opening and rushed him to confirm.

" Jiang Ye, do you like ..."

Not having enough lung capacity , Zhao Wuling managed to explain clearly and hesitated before finishing.

Jiang Ye also cherished words like gold at this time, and replied to her before finishing listening: " I like it . "

The kissing movement became deeper and shallower, causing Zhao Wuling to breathe quickly and cry physiologically.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Wuling finally finished speaking intermittently: " Jiang Ye, what is our ... relationship? "

The days of chasing people are over for her, Zhao Wuling, and Jiang Ye will have to be her subordinate every day from now on.

Jiang Ye was still moving and spoke vaguely. After a few seconds of silence, he replied to her with his original words.

" An affair. "

…

There were occasional red marks on her wrists , as his watch scratched and scratched Zhao Wuling's skin, she thought.

Who is the vengeful ghost?

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Chapter 39 _ Jiaojin

◎ Marriage seems to be a good idea to tie her down ◎

She shouldn't jump to conclusions and guess how cold and unfeeling he is. Zhao Wuling spent the entire night reaping the consequences, drifting in the tide of passion . She didn't even know that her body was so soft and she was manipulated into various shapes by him. This way, I was forced to accept it.

It didn't end even when daylight came . Zhao Wuling was already on the verge of the limit of endurance. She climbed helplessly on his arm and relied on instinct to kiss him in a flattering manner. With a tearful voice, she called his name in a sticky voice , begging him to stop.

Jiang Ye's brows and eyes were all stained with lust , but he refused to pity her at this moment. He pressed the base of her legs with his palms, and moved even more during the friction. He kissed her until she almost suffocated, endlessly. Pleasure surged up, and it was difficult to accommodate him.

The sheets were so wet that Zhao Wuling's thoughts were shattered and she fell asleep. The only vague memory she still had was that someone helped her wipe it with warm water . The gun almost went off again because she was panting and calling his name.

A moment later, she was picked up from the warm water . Zhao Wuling still remembered to call people when she was half asleep and half awake , and asked Jiang to help her change her nightgown.

Immediately after falling into the refreshing, comfortable and soft bed , Zhao Wuling's whole body sank into it , his cheeks were a little too flushed, and his thoughts drifted back to high school for no reason.

Recalling that when she was in school, her friends smoked and drank heavily and liked to talk about pretty girls and games. But Jiang was not like that either. He was a model student indifferently. Zhao Wuling even doubted that he would not commit suicide .

Because occasionally, the boundary between her and Jiang Ye didn't seem so clear. There was an ambiguous exchange of saliva between kisses, and Jiang Ye's school uniform pants were stretched out and he could feel the desire. Zhao Wuling proposed the idea of tasting the forbidden fruit, and Jiang Ye But extremely innocent.

When he was in love , Jiang Ye put his forehead against her neck, interlocked with her fingers, and kissed her crazily, but he couldn't do it. Jiang Ye's eyes were forbearing and restrained. Zhao Wuling occasionally enjoyed the kind of love that was cherished by others. Feel.

It was already the second day when he regained consciousness again . The curtains in the room were still closed. In the dim light of day, Jiang had already left. The room was empty. Zhao Wuling managed to sit up, and the thin quilt slipped off his body. She was wearing a silk nightgown that she had changed into, but her waist was still sore, indicating how intense the battle last night was.

Zhao Wuling couldn't find her phone, so she knelt down and groped for it on the bed. The sheets had already been changed. While searching, she caught a glimpse of the garters and cheongsam placed on the chair. She couldn't help but feel hot, and finally found a black screen in the corner. My cell phone didn't light up after pressing it for a long time, and then I realized that it was out of battery.

Zhao Wuling got out of bed to look for the charging cable. She was a little unsteady on her feet. She had always put her things around, and now she could only rummage around in a daze. The door to the room was opened the next second. She thought it was the hourly worker aunt, so she didn't even look back. Hikaru asked.

=== Section 47 === _

" Aunt Li, have you seen my charging cable? "

After getting no answer for a while, Zhao Wuling turned his head impatiently and saw Jiang Ye, who was already fully dressed, standing at the door.

She was well-dressed, neat and abstinent, as if she had never slept with her before. The ambiguous and sporadic scenes from last night crowded into her mind. Zhao Wuling was a little embarrassed, her face was a little red, and her hand holding the charging cable tightened unconsciously, and she coughed lightly. When he had nothing to say, he asked him: " Jiang Ye, didn't you go to the company ? "

Didn't you say you were very busy?

He answered simply and to the point : " I'm on vacation. "

The most critical part is over. The next step is to liquidate and divide the assets of the loser. Lin Xiao will do it well.

Jiang Ye came over while he was talking, accurately picked out the charging cable from a pile of debris, and put it in Zhao Wuling's hand.

Damn it, whose home is this? Why didn't she find it just now?

Zhao Wuling had no choice but to lower his head, hold his hands tightly, and say thank you.

Jiang didn't respond. His eyes passed over Zhao Wuling's nightgown, which had a very low neckline and was cut close to the body lines. His voice was inexplicably hoarse as he reminded her: " Go change. "

Zhao Wuling raised his head in confusion, looked down at his nightgown, and found nothing wrong with it.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, raised his hand to help her lift up the thin sling, and finally explained in a serious tone: " I have better energy in the morning , you can continue if you want. "

There's no ambiguity whatsoever.

Zhao Wuling understood almost instantly and ran away with a red face. After washing up slowly, she changed into home clothes in the bathroom and put on and off the most normal clothes. She was still a little sore now, so she had to blame Jiang Ye in her heart.

Walking to the living room , Jiang Ye bought breakfast for her. The fresh-keeping boxes with steam on the lid were placed on the marble bar. Zhao Wuling sat casually on the seat, watching Jiang Ye lower his head, and opened it for her. Sexual chopsticks, the sense of elitism is diluted by daily life.

Zhao Wuling was really squeamish, so she sat next to her. When Jiang Ye had finished everything and handed the chopsticks to her, she took them and reluctantly took a few bites. She looked at Jiang Ye while eating the porridge.

The person she was having an affair with seems to be excellent in all aspects, good-looking, rich, smart, considerate, well ... living a good life.

The more Zhao Wuling watched, the more excited he became, and he tentatively said, " Jiang Ye, were you drunk last night? "

Jiang also lowered his head and was still helping her open the thermos box: " A little. "

It was inevitable that someone would toast at the celebration banquet. Taking advantage of the wine, he was blinded by jealousy and did not enjoy himself to the fullest.

But he was patient enough.

Zhao Wuling was not sure. He bit his chopsticks and continued: " Jiang Ye, do you remember that you agreed to be my boyfriend last night? "

She seemed to be closer to him after having sex with him , because only then did she realize that the cold and abstinent Ru Jiang was still her subordinate, but with the status of a real girlfriend, Zhao Wuling could continue to be pampered and arrogant, otherwise... always ... Worry about long nights and many dreams.

Jiang Ye had just eaten, and now he took off his chopsticks and picked up the food for Zhao Wuling: " Really ? Why don't I remember. "

He didn't say it clearly, but he did it. Zhao Wuling put down her chopsticks in annoyance, and the slippers on her feet were thrown off. She supported the bar with her hands, and her feet slowly touched Jiang Ye's suit pants. She moved and used a little force. .

In exchange for Jiang Ye's gentle hum, one could almost feel the outline of his awakening.

He is still cuter when he is drunk. Zhao Wuling's tone of voice sounded like a hook: " Think about it again. "

She felt the touch on the soles of her feet . Before Jiang Ye could answer, Zhao Wuling thought of something, blushed, and changed the topic: " Jiang Ye, are you there? "

Jiang Ye asked in confusion , seriously: " What? "

" Did you take any measures, otherwise ..." Why did she have to speak? Zhao Wuling bit her lip and continued struggling with her eyebrows, her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, " She will be pregnant. "

She seems to be in danger .

Jiang Ye's movements stopped after hearing these words. He lowered his eyes and hid his expression, saying yes, don't worry.

…

child?

For someone like Zhao Wuling, marriage seems to be a good idea to tie her down.

Occasionally he would be so bad that he wanted to take action, enter without any hindrance, let her get pregnant, and give birth to life bit by bit in the womb. He could hardly imagine what it would be like for her to be a mother.

The reason why Jiang Ye has not implemented it is that childbirth is too harmful to women's bodies. Zhao Wuling can't even take care of himself. He is worried about hurting Zhao Wuling's body.

Zhao Wuling lowered his head because of shyness, so he didn't see Jiang Ye's expression or the flash of gloom.

Little did he know that the person beside her regarded everything as a bargaining chip and was so ruthless that he could watch the loser struggle to death, but he only retained an arbitrary preference for her.

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Chapter 40 _ Jiaojin

◎ Zhao Wuling is the most beautiful in the world ◎

When Zhao Wuling was in high school, she never developed the habit of eating breakfast on time.

It is understandable that it is rare for a young lady to come to school on time . When she was studying abroad in London and she was not used to eating toast, she naturally made breakfast as easy as possible.

The breakfast Jiang Ye bought for her was light side dishes, preserved egg and lean meat porridge , and pastries dipped in nectar, which were molded into the shape of osmanthus flowers again, exuding a sweet aroma.

Jiang didn't say anything . Zhao Wuling put down the spoon and took a piece of osmanthus cake out of boredom.

The taste is dense, but too single, not as delicious as expected . Zhao Wuling took a bite and put it down , resting his wrist on the table , glancing at Jiang Ye's watch out of the corner of his eye.

Exquisite and expensive style, I forget which company's classic model it is. Jiang Ye seems to be very fond of this kind of mechanical watch. The metal wristband is not thin enough to cover his wrist, and the cyan blood vessels dormant under his skin can be vaguely seen.

Zhao Wuling didn't know much about watches and couldn't identify them, but she had personally experienced how the angular metal cooled her down. She asked with some curiosity: " Jiang Ye, do you like this watch very much ? "

It seems that he has never taken it off.

Jiang Ye's expression remained as usual , his knuckled hand took out a tissue from the side , helped Zhao Wuling wipe off the sweet-scented osmanthus nectar on his lips , and replied to her: " I'm just used to it. "

Zhao Wuling raised his head slightly to facilitate Jiang Ye's wiping action.

After a few seconds, Zhao Wuling closed his eyes unconsciously , his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably , and felt a little embarrassed , because Jiang Ye's movements were meticulous and serious, as if he was taking care of a child.

Contrary to the cold impression he usually gives people, Jiang Ye is actually very good at taking care of others.

When he was studying, Jiang Ye often had Zhao Wuling's unfinished homework in his schoolbag. When he was anxious, Jiang would imitate Zhao Wuling's handwriting and help her finish it.

Inside were Zhao Wuling's messy novelty gadgets, as well as Zhao Wuling's school uniform jacket and umbrella.

Zhao Wuling is often only responsible for his own participation.

Zhao Wuling sniffed, leaned against Jiang Ye, hugged him with his arms, and sounded coquettish in a vague voice.

" Jiang Ye, why are you so nice. "

Jiang Ye touched the top of Zhao Wuling's hair with his palm and felt a soft touch. He said noncommittally, " Really ? "

He felt it was not enough.

He was so kind to Zhao Wuling in high school, but she abandoned him so easily without even giving him a look.

Zhao Wuling didn't know what was going on in Jiang Ye's heart. He pursed his lips and looked at him with affectionate eyes. He pretended to be normal and said tentatively: " Jiang Ye, it would be better if you could be my boyfriend. "

Zhao Wuling 's character has always been like this.

" Jiang Ye, if you become my boyfriend , I will ..." Jiang didn't answer. Zhao Wuling pinched his shirt with her fingers, raised her head, and mouthed to him, trying to bribe him .

In fact, these are very rude words, but she has a beautiful and smart face, and her upturned eyes are clear and full of water mist, and she is indescribably delicate and charming.

Like flirting . _

Jiang also understood. He unconsciously used his fingers to wipe her lips clean. His expression was a little cold and he asked, " Are you like this in London too? "

Why is it London again?

How many times did Jiang Ye have to mention London before he gave up? Zhao Wuling bit his lips and subconsciously refused to answer the question. He still said arrogantly: " Then how can it be the same , Jiang Ye, I just dated them in London , not Anyone is qualified to be my boyfriend. "

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, afraid that she would fall from the chair, so he put his arm around her waist and asked to find out: " If it's different , tell me, how did you ... date them in London ? "

Although he knew the result, he still couldn't help asking, almost masochistically.

Did he make her laugh, did he kiss her, did he ... make her wet.

The ambiguity in the atmosphere was cooled by these words, and Zhao Wuling said vaguely: " It's just a very ordinary date . "

Please, please, please don't ask any more questions.

Ding dong—

The doorbell rang at this time. Zhao Wuling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, stood up with support on the marble table, escaped from Jiang Ye's low pressure, turned around, and explained.

" It should be the hourly worker, Jiang Ye. We'll talk about it later. I'll let her go back first. "

After finally getting Jiang Ye to divert his attention, Zhao Wuling opened the door without much thought.

" Mr. Jiang— "

Li Yuanchuan raised his head, paused in his words, only glanced at it before politely bowing his head, hiding his expression, and rearranged his words.

" Hello, Miss Zhao, this is the suit jacket that Mr. Jiang wants , and there are documents that need to be signed. "

It was not beyond Li Yuanchuan 's expectation. After all, Jiang Ye had previously revealed his concern and fascination with Zhao Wuling.

What's more, Lanshui Mansion, which is far away from the city center and noisy , is more like Zhao Wuling's residence.

Zhao Wuling's expression was even more astonished. He didn't expect that the person coming was Jiang Ye's assistant. He didn't recover for a long time, stammering and making excuses.

" Assistant Li, Jiang Ye ... Jiang Ye is not here. Did you go to the wrong place? "

Zhao Wuling was wearing a tight housecoat, and there was nothing unusual about it for the time being. However, her seaweed-like curly hair was tied up randomly, and her cheeks were unnaturally crimson. Not to mention that her immediate boss could be seen beyond her. .

Standing near the bar wearing only a shirt, the hand that usually signed the contract was helping Zhao Wuling sort out the sundries, which seemed a little more smoky.

Li Yuanchuan was worthy of his million-dollar annual salary and did not refute. He nodded knowingly: " Miss Zhao, don't worry, I know what's appropriate. "

Zhao Wuling held on to the doorframe and smiled awkwardly.

Jiang Ye heard the noise, came over, reached out and took away the paper bag in Li Yuanchuan's hand, and quickly closed the door. His eyes were completely separated. Zhao Wuling had a blush on his face and complained to Jiang Ye: " You deliberately of. "

Knowing that it was Li Yuanchuan who came , he still asked her to open the door.

=== Chapter 48 === _

Jiang Ye looked normal, took out his coat from the paper bag, and comforted her: " He just came to deliver something, he didn't say anything. "

Zhao Wuling didn't think so: " Jiang Ye, can't you wear what you wore yesterday? "

" No, " Jiang Ye paused, glanced at her vaguely, and explained, " That thing is all your ... stuff. "

The pronunciation of the words he deliberately concealed made the atmosphere even more ambiguous.

Zhao Wuling seemed to have remembered something, blushed and said nothing.

Although Li Yuanchuan promised not to talk nonsense, Zhao Wuling was still a little flustered and uneasy.

Jiang Ye adjusted his tie and said, " Li Yuanchuan and Zhao Mingxiu don't see each other much. If you mind, I won't let them interact alone in the future. "

So much the better.

Zhao Wuling nodded and agreed with him: " My brother ... doesn't want me to have more contact with you. "

It wasn't Zhao Wuling's illusion. Zhao Mingxiu didn't seem to really like her contact with Jiang Ye.

Jiang was not surprised: " Yeah. "

Zhao Wuling hesitated for a while and then forgot about his cousin, falling into his own aggrieved emotions.

" This is not fair at all, Jiang Ye, we all ... Like that, if your assistant sees you at my place, will he think you and I are sex partners?"

She pretended to shed tears while speaking, but she failed to win the sympathy of the person in front of her as expected .

Jiang Ye asked: " So? "

Zhao Wuling didn't speak, but Jiang raised his eyes, looked directly at her, and continued in a calm tone, as if describing the facts.

" What do you want him to think about your relationship with me? Lingling, I have been in love with you. "

The outcome is clear at a glance, and we can no longer be embarrassed.

Zhao Wuling felt that he was in the wrong and said nothing.

Jiang Ye raised his hand, helped her straighten the folds of her home clothes , and analyzed calmly: " Maybe people like you are not suitable for falling in love. Isn't this bad now? "

…

Due to the farce that was trending in the past few days, Zhao Wuling did not show up during the exhibition of "Astringent Fruit". He stayed at the Lanshui Mansion. Anyway, the painting was ready, so there seemed to be no need for the artist to attend.

Zhao Wuling doesn't care about those boring comments, and he has no intention of making himself more famous than his paintings.

Wang Yiqiu was more anxious than she was, and the ringtone never stopped. After the call was connected, she could hear the anger through the phone.

" Do you know that the most important thing for a painter is his reputation, whether he has a good reputation or a bad reputation, Zhao Wuling, the ecology of the domestic oil painting circle is like this. If you are famous, your paintings will be popular. If you are not famous, no one will care about your paintings. "

Zhao Wuling nodded perfunctorily, then realized that Wang Yiqiu couldn't see him, adjusted his posture on the sofa, and said yes.

She didn't refute , so Wang Yiqiu continued.

" I took it upon myself to ask Meng Yao to help you promote it, but it's also for your own good. You've been back from London for so long, how many paintings have you represented? You should count them carefully. "

Zhao Wuling's works are not lacking in skills and aura, but they lack an opportunity to expand their influence. However, Zhao Wuling is stubborn and unwilling to speculate.

Wang Yiqiu mentioned the Weibo thing casually, but she didn't expect that Meng Yao liked this junior sister more than she thought, so she agreed to help promote it without hesitation.

…

She unintentionally involved more information. Zhao Wuling finally knew where Meng Yao's business-like Weibo post came from, and interrupted her impatiently.

" Wang Yiqiu, I don't like it. I have told you many times that my senior sister is my senior sister and I am myself. "

Is it that they have repeatedly promoted that she is Meng Yao's junior sister?

Wang Yiqiu argued over the phone, but Zhao Wuling didn't even listen. He turned off the phone, breathed a sigh of relief, and half-closed his eyes to rest.

Yu Shuang sat across from her, unintentionally eavesdropping on her work content, and swiped her fingers on the screen of her mobile phone, monitoring public opinion and making complaints in her words.

" Are those people on the Internet blind? Pictures with such high resolution are fake? Also, we Lingling look better than that plastic surgery guru Zhang Wanwan, right? "

Yu Shuang was a work-study student when he was studying abroad. When he came back, he started his own business and became an Internet celebrity. Naturally, he looked down on Zhang Wanwan's behavior of trading resources with men.

She seemed to care more than Zhao Wuling himself. She curled her lips and pointed at the photo posted by the marketing account: " This one, the hyaluronic acid on her face has not been absorbed yet, how come it is said to be from the internal entertainment red rose?" ah. "

Normally, it's okay to just brag, but how dare you pull Zhao Wuling's marketing and act like a passerby with no eyesight?

The operation of the mobile phone was a bit unsmooth. Yu Shuang was stuck out of the Weibo interface and made a strange sound: " It seems that there is no Internet. "

Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention and didn't take it to heart.

It's very simple. Just look in the mirror and you will know that you are not an ordinary girl, so there is no need to get angry because of a few words from your little fans.

Now Zhao Wuling is struggling with another thing: " Ah Shuang, don't I look like the kind of person who can take good care of his feelings? "

Yu Shuang pretended not to hear : " What? "

Zhao Wuling bit her lip and repeated: " Say , don't I look like love material? "

Yu Shuang had no way to escape, so he could only touch his conscience and nod his head sincerely: " It doesn't look like that. "

Zhao Wuling was too superior and lacked everything, so he took emotional matters lightly and found it difficult to settle down.

Why did both of them say this? Zhao Wuling was unconvinced and retorted: " Why don't I look like ..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Yu Shuang. Yu Shuang changed the traffic and connected to the Internet before she felt something was wrong. Zhao Wuling's two hot searches were from a few days ago. She also clicked on them specifically to see them. Just now, Weibo didn't even see them. There is no card, just the hot search is changing.

The second most popular search topic is the male traffic diversion for Zhao Wuling's entry a few days ago. It was revealed that he has been evading taxes for a long time. He has been named and criticized by the official, and his career is probably not going to be promising.

The entry for tax evasion is followed by a red burst.

This turned out to be the second most popular search. Yu Shuang doubtfully clicked on the first hot search.

The entry only contained an apology letter. Yu Shuang clicked on it, swiped the screen, and found that it was an apology letter from more than 20 Weibo users apologizing for their inappropriate words and infringement of reputation rights.

Only by zooming in can you see the scattered dates, apologizing for the exaggerated remarks under the entry #JuniorMei Zhang Wanwan , the lawyer's letter was stamped with an official seal, and all Weibo posts about the apology letter were set up to disable replies.

The procedure was completed in such a short time, and the lawyer's letter was also used by a well-known red circle firm in China. It was used to sue ordinary people for infringement of reputation rights, which was a waste of time.

Yu Shuang was stunned and showed it to Zhao Wuling with a shocked tone: " Lingling, your father is so generous. "

The hot search list during this time period and such a large-scale square cleaning are not cheap.

Zhao Wuling felt a little confused. He took the phone and looked at it for a long time before shaking his head: " It's not my dad. They don't usually go to Weibo. "

Not to mention that the hot search that day was only for a short period of time .

Yu Shuang was even more surprised : " Who is that ? "

So quickly, Zhao Wuling knew who it was, bit his lip, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected. Jiang Ye's side was very quiet, and a cold voice came over.

" Hello? "

Zhao Wuling clenched her phone and her breathing slowed down: " Jiang Ye, hot search, did you do it? "

Jiang Ye hummed and asked her, " Are you satisfied? "

Zhao Wuling originally didn't pay much attention to the clichéd plot of an idol drama, but it was undeniable that he still found it a little bit ... pleasant.

Because he cares about his emotions.

Zhao Wuling's heartbeat was a little fast and he asked: " I 'm not satisfied, what should you do? "

" If you are not satisfied , I will keep them at the top for a month. "

" What? "

There was Li Yuanchuan in the huge office, and he was not allowed to speak. He could only watch his boss playing with a pen in his hand, and contracts worth hundreds of millions were put on hold.

Jiang didn't know what he was thinking of. There was a faint smile on his lips. He turned the pen upside down and returned to Zhao Wuling.

" I don't know, so I'll stick it to the top . Zhao Wuling is the most beautiful in the world. How about it? "

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Chapter 41 _ Jiaojin

◎ Never stopped loving her ◎

Jiang Ye's tone was too serious , as if if Zhao Wuling said he was dissatisfied now, the next second he would put some outrageous and funny hot searches at the top of the list.

Zhao Wuling is the most beautiful in the world.

Zhao Wuling held the phone and was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered the origin of this sentence.

It must have been the beginning of the second half of the second half of the second year of high school , because Zhao Wuling remembered that she couldn't get out of bed and was always late, and because she and Jiang Ye had a fight some time ago , she couldn't get a leave note, so she could only go to the student on duty at the school gate. Register.

The air conditioner turned on the warm air too much, and I was still a little uncomfortable after entering the classroom in the cold weather. It happened to be the morning reading class , and Class 7 was buzzing with chaos . Zhao Wuling rubbed his eyes and yawned sleepily. , reached out and took off the scarf.

I heard Chu Jiaze and the others gathered around the back row of the classroom, discussing a new transfer student named Jiang Xueer, who is good at calligraphy, has white skin, big eyes, and is full of poetry and calligraphy. Zihua is so beautiful, and speaks softly. language.

At that time , Dong Kaining regarded himself as a literary youth and was crazy about this kind of goddess with a cold temperament . He insisted on reading his own love poems to others and rehearsing them in front of his friends . However, his poems were mediocre and uneducated . It needs to be hard-fitted.

There were some rare words in Dong Kaining's poems , and he struggled to read them . Zhao Wuling couldn't help it, and sarcastically said to him: " Dong Kaining, you can't even read this poem well, where did you piece it together? Agreeing is really a bad idea. "

Dong Kaining was exposed and blushed and retorted to Zhao Wuling: " Don't talk nonsense, my goddess is not that superficial. She can definitely feel my inner self through my poems. "

After Dong Kaining finished speaking, he continued to repeat: " Do you understand what's inside , what's inside! "

Zhao Wuling sighed, not thinking that Dong Kaining had much hope.

Dong Kaining was not convinced and said to her: " Lingling, I don't see what your connotation is. President Jiang is fascinated by you. Maybe good students like the uneducated one. "

These words were too straightforward. Zhao Wuling was still arguing with Jiang Ye, lowering his eyes and clearing the desk without speaking.

During the art performance, Jiang Xueer also performed a piano solo on behalf of their grade. According to Dong Kaining's exaggerated description, Jiang Xueer was wearing an extremely white princess dress that day, sitting on a black piano bench and performing, with sweet notes flowing out from her fingertips, like An angel who accidentally fell into the world.

=== Section 49 === _

Photos of Jiang Xueer's art performances are everywhere in Shenghua Private Post Bar. People who like to think that campus life is dull and boring often mention Jiang Xueer in the post bar, inevitably comparing her with Zhao Wuling.

In fact , it stands to reason that there should be Chen Manyun, but Chen Manyun is relatively low-key, and later dropped out of school due to competition matters, so his presence is relatively weak.

Zhao Wuling was not dissatisfied with being robbed of the limelight. He just felt that it had nothing to do with them. It was boring to compare back and forth . Before Yang Chengyu could find the manager of the Tieba, he knew Jiang Xueer's attitude first.

" I don't want to be mentioned together with the beautiful vase that has no face. "

…

Jiang Xueer's words were passed from person to person, and finally reached Zhao Wuling's ears intact.

Zhao Wuling raised her eyebrows indifferently. If she had no difficulty in understanding, could the beautiful vase with an empty face refer to herself?

Okay, some good students are very arrogant. Zhao Wuling is used to doing his own thing and doesn't take it to heart.

The real meeting with Jiang Xueer was outside the office of the student union president of Shenghua Private School. Zhao Wuling went to find Jiang Ye and happened to meet Jiang Xueer who had just come out of the office.

Jiang Xueer wore a ponytail neatly, her uniform skirt was ironed without wrinkles, and her skin was very white. She was not the same type of beauty as Zhao Wuling. Zhao Wuling had seen her photos, recognized her, and looked at her a few more times. .

Jiang Xueer felt a little embarrassed when she looked her over, and couldn't help but reach out to fix her hair. Unexpectedly, her casual remarks were relayed to the owner, and she forced a smile. She first noticed that Zhao Wuling's hair was a bit shorter. School uniform skirt.

" Classmate Zhao, your skirt seems to be illegal. Aren't you worried about being found out by the student union? " Jiang Xueer said as a kind reminder, adding, " And Classmate Zhao, your skirt is so short, it looks a bit ..."

Jiang Xueer was silent at the right time .

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and asked her: " What will be there? "

It will be a bit dusty.

Jiang Xueer didn't say anything, but just emphasized: " It's nothing, I just want to remind classmate Zhao that skirts that are too short will be registered by the student union. "

oh.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, stretched out his hands to straighten the folds of his uniform skirt, and replied to her: " Really ? Isn't the president of the student union inside? I'll go ask. If you care about me so much, why don't you tell Jiang Ye? "

Her tone was unkind, Jiang Xueer didn't say anything, and quickly found an excuse to leave in a hurry.

Zhao Wuling watched her leave, and after a few seconds, he stretched out his hand to open the door.

It was just spring, Zhao Wuling was wearing a short skirt and stockings, and Jiang Ye was sitting behind the table, still wearing a neat white shirt and suit pants, sorting out information.

The student on duty sent the registration book to the student union. The late page was full of Zhao Wuling's name. She didn't write seriously, as if she were drawing symbols. She didn't want to write her name several times, so she just wrote the character "Zhao".

Jiang Ye paused for a moment while organizing his hands , opened the binder, took out the page by Zhao Wuling, and put it away in the drawer.

Zhao Wuling came in, closed the door, said nothing, and silently observed his expression.

Zhao Wuling's question had no reason and he said, " Jiang Ye, am I a vase ? "

Jiang didn't understand why she had so many weird words. He raised his eyes and glanced at her legs, revealing a section of delicate white skin between her skirt and stockings. His voice was a little stiff and he replied: " No. "

He answered without thinking too much.

Zhao Wuling said, quite satisfied, and walked to Jiang Ye's table. The thick long mahogany table had information arranged in an orderly manner. Zhao Wuling was just looking at it casually, but found that Jiang Xueer was placed in front of Jiang Ye. Photo.

Combined with the emotions he had just met Jiang Xueer at the door, Zhao Wuling picked up a stack of information and threw it at Jiang Ye with some strength.

" Jiang Ye, we haven't broken up yet. You have a girlfriend and you seduced other girls. How shameless are you? "

" Oh, I understand. Maybe you changed your mind and quarreled with me on purpose. "

Zhao Wuling was very thoughtful at this time and accused Jiang Ye at the same time.

The paper fell apart with a crash, and Jiang was unprepared. Some sharp edges of the paper scratched his forehead, leaving red scratches on his skin.

Her mood changed so quickly that Jiang ignored her wounds and listened to her vent in silence. He stretched out his hand to organize the messed up information that Zhao Wuling had gathered together. After finishing it, he stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

Zhao Wuling struggled instinctively, but could not resist his strength. She could only be held in Jiang Ye's arms and sat on his lap, with the skin under her skirt and his suit pants close to each other.

Jiang Ye made sure that she was emotionally stable before speaking.

" First, I don't recognize the person in the photo. She just came to ask about some matters about joining the student union. This is the one-inch photo on her application form. "

While explaining , he showed Jiang Xueer's registration form to Zhao Wuling. He was calm, organized and impeccable.

Zhao Wuling was forced to look at Jiang Xueer 's registration form, and it seemed that it was what Jiang Ye said. She felt that she was in the wrong, so she turned away, leaned her forehead on Jiang Ye's shoulder, and said, oh.

After explaining clearly, Jiang Ye could finally continue with a calm tone.

" Second, Zhao Wuling, if I need to remind you, we quarreled because you didn't reply to my message for a week. "

…

Zhao Wuling was not at school often, and her family doctor was responsible for issuing various certificates for her physical need for rest.

Although Jiang Ye hated his native family's desire to control him, he unintentionally longed to control Zhao Wuling in his love relationship.

Jiang Ye couldn't see Zhao Wuling at school and would keep sending messages and calling to confirm Zhao Wuling's whereabouts. The reason for the quarrel was that Zhao Wuling was having fun in Lin Province and City and forgot to return to Jiang Ye.

As soon as he said that, Zhao Wuling remembered it, covered his ears, and kissed Jiang Ye's chin, trying to get away with it: " I know I was wrong, Aye. I will definitely reply to your message next time, I swear. "

Jiang Ye ducked away with a cold face . Zhao Wuling softened his tone. He saw a scar like a red line in his sight and reached out to touch his forehead.

" Does it hurt Jiang Ye? "

Zhao Wuling's tone was uneasy, and he began to wonder if he was really spoiled and a little unreasonable.

Her attitude softened, and Jiang put his arms around Zhao Wuling, helped her tidy up the broken hair around her ears, lowered his eyes, and even made excuses for her.

" No, you just care about me. "

…

Zhao Wuling could sometimes be a little emotional and unreasonable. Jiang knew that, but never pointed it out.

Emotions caused him to fall into some extreme preferences, blindly tolerating Zhao Wuling's shortcomings and discovering the cuteness of her flaws. In fact, there were some dangerous emotions. Jiang also tried hard to set boundaries for tolerating her, but always failed.

The people who were venting their emotions said so. Zhao Wuling could forgive herself with peace of mind. Thinking of the inexplicable comparisons in the forum, she said, " Then do you think Jiang Xueer is beautiful? "

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and said calmly: " Aesthetics is a very personal matter. "

He didn't want to comment. Secondly, he was jealous that others could steal Zhao Wuling's attention so easily.

Yang Chengyu can do it, Chen Manyun can do it, the cute kittens and puppies on the roadside can do it, and now even any new transfer student can steal Zhao Wuling's attention.

If he really wanted to compare , Jiang couldn't objectively evaluate it, because the balance in his heart would tilt unconsciously, and also, he didn't notice Jiang Xueer's appearance at all.

Zhao Wuling quickly stopped worrying about this, looked at him with a smile, and urged: " Jiang Ye, then you said Zhao Wuling is the most beautiful in the world. "

The childish and ridiculous words did not match Jiang at all, and Zhao Wuling had no hope.

But President Jiang, who followed the rules and wore the uniform of Shenghua Private School with a black Windsor knot tied at the collar, was silent for a few seconds, as if he was compromising, his dark eyes were heavy, and he repeated every word.

" Zhao Wuling is the most beautiful in the world. "

did not expect.

After retracting his thoughts , Zhao Wuling held the phone tightly and replied: " Jiang Ye, I didn't expect you to still remember. "

Zhao Wuling had almost forgotten the trivial matters from her student days. If Jiang Ye hadn't mentioned them, she would have almost completely forgotten them.

Through the clear electromagnetic sound, Jiang Ye hummed and said he remembered.

During the years when she left Huaicheng, Jiang Ye recalled every moment he spent with her thousands of times.

It was a very easy thing, because Jiang Ye remembered the details very clearly. He could outline bit by bit what kind of clothes Zhao Wuling wore, what words he said, and his expression at that time.

He resented Zhao Wuling for leaving without saying goodbye, but he never stopped loving her.

Jiang Ye didn't say much. He said that he was going to Beijing for a business trip recently. Since Fang Siyan had been promised, the matter of Xiaorui Technology should also be put on the agenda. Zhao Wuling didn't say anything, and Jiang Ye continued, saying that he could contact Li Yuanchuan if he had anything to do. .

Zhao Wuling said yes and hung up the phone soon.

Yu Shuang could promise not to eavesdrop on Zhao Wuling's work, but now he couldn't help it. With the soul of gossip burning in his eyes, he deliberately slowed down his speech, as if he were talking to Xue Jiang: " Zhao Wuling is the most beautiful in the world? "

Childish was Zhao Wuling's dark history. She blushed and instinctively avoided the topic.

Yu Shuang was not ready to let her go: " Hey, hey, don't think about escaping, Lingling, come to me truthfully, are you and your ex-boyfriend getting back together? "

" Let's talk more about it another day , " Zhao Wuling shook his head, spoke vaguely, and changed the subject, " By the way, Ah Shuang, aren't you looking for some kind of bag? "

Oh yes, these words reminded Yu Shuang. She turned on her phone, tuned to the official website of the luxury product, pointed to the lower right corner and asked: " Lingling, do you have this one? "

Zhao Wuling frowned and recalled, " I forgot , I'll look for it for you. "

There were too many bags and jewelry in Lanshui Mansion, some of which were sent back from London. Zhao Wuling didn't count them in detail, so he couldn't remember some of them.

Yu Shuang was a little worried, fell down on the sofa, and explained: " Some time ago, Chanel's PR gave me a bag of theirs, hoping that I would carry it on the show. "

The variety show I was approached about before was going to be recorded in the Jiangnan water town. Yu Shuang had been on a business trip some time ago and accidentally stained his bag . The stains were obvious even after repairing it.

There is really no way to make a deal, and it is a limited edition, so I can't buy a new one for a while.

Many gift boxes contained items that were no longer the same as before . Zhao Wuling had a little trouble finding them, but she even found jewelry and bags that she had no impression of at all.

As if he found it, Zhao Wuling half-knelt on the ground, took away the stuffing from the box, and lifted the bag to show Yu Shuang.

" this? "

Yu Shuang's eyes lit up and he said they looked very similar. Zhao Wuling looked at the phone to compare them and felt they were almost the same.

The one in Zhao Wuling's hand was just a custom-made model for top VIP customers. Some details had been processed, but it shouldn't be obvious at first glance. Zhao Wuling didn't care and handed it to Yu Shuang.

Yu Shuang's voice was a little excited, but he barely suppressed it, clasped his hands together, and said in a pious tone: " Thank you Lingling. "

The customized package was valuable . Although Zhao Wuling didn't care, Yu Shuang still insisted on transferring money to Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling didn't take it to heart and said no, she didn't carry it in the first place.

Yu Shuang bit his lip in confusion, thinking of something and making a suggestion.

" Okay, Lingling, we happen to be going to Wuzhen for filming, why don't you come with me? I'll record the show, you can relax, and you can also find inspiration along the way. "

Yu Shuang was going to help Zhao Wuling pay for the trip as a thank you.

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=== Chapter 50 === _

Chapter 42 _ Jiaojin

◎ Because the earth did not explode ◎

The variety show that Yu Shuang participated in is called "Walking with Art · Wuzhen" . The investment company behind it plans to turn the entire intangible cultural heritage into a series of programs. It sounds quite high-end, and it seems to have received sponsorship from some local TV station.

The program team has invited art-related practitioners from all walks of life , and plans to have them group into groups to partner up to plan an exhibition or art activity that inherits Wuzhen's characteristic classic culture. If successful , all the proceeds from the entire exhibition will be donated to the winning group in the name of An intangible cultural heritage institution in Wuzhen.

It not only conforms to the main theme, but also has its own characteristics, which is the main reason why Yu Shuang cared about this opportunity before.

Now we have long passed the stage where you can get ratings by inviting a bunch of celebrities to eat, drink and have fun, and the audience has long been tired of watching boring quarrel scenes.

Yu Shuang has a premonition that as long as " Walking with Art : Wuzhen" is filmed well and doesn't make any mistakes , the program will definitely have a good reputation.

There was actually no filming on the first day they arrived in Wuzhen. The "Walking with Art" program team arranged for them to stay in a local B&B in Wuzhen to get to know each other first before officially starting the next day.

Different from the modern development of Huaicheng Expressway , Wuzhen's development relies largely on the local tourism industry, thus retaining the unique style of the Jiangnan water town.

Houses built with bamboo poles face the winding clear river. A boatman holds a long bamboo pole and hums a tuneless tune as he drives his boat through the bridge.

Calm and peaceful , with blue bricks and white tiles used for flower decoration, it is elegant and quiet . The people in the town are also peaceful , as if they are slowly experiencing life.

Yu Shuang and Zhao Wuling walked into the yard with their suitcases . They could almost smell the fragrance of flowers in their noses. Zhao Wuling put away the suitcase's lever and looked around to observe the yard .

Yu Shuang ran over and explained the situation to the director, saying that he would be additionally responsible for Zhao Wuling's expenses at the B&B.

Anyway, the main purpose was to film the guests ' investigation and planning in Wuzhen. It was like Yu Shuang brought an assistant with him. The director and producer nodded perfunctorily, but when they saw Zhao Wuling, their eyes lit up and they asked Yu Shuang if he could. Let her friend also appear.

The director explained with a smile: " We originally had a spot for this show, but a guest's schedule was bumped up, so he didn't come. Is your friend also a blogger like you? "

Although the genre is somewhat different from that of Yu Shuang, the director feels that Zhao Wuling's beauty is eye-catching enough to make up for it.

Yu Shuang shook his head: " My friend is a painter. "

The producer rolled the script in his hand into a barrel shape and slapped it back and forth in his palm.

" It's better to be a painter. The scenery in Wuzhen is suitable for ink painting. Yu Shuang, please discuss it with your friend. If she becomes a guest, the program team will also be responsible for the expenses. "

The producer spoke too fast, and Yu Shuang was stunned for a few seconds before replying: " No, my friend is an oil painter, and she doesn't like to be on camera. "

In fact, it was because of Zhao Wuling's special status that the Zhao family might not want her to show her face outside. Moreover, the incident with Zhang Wanwan a few days ago had already made Zhao Wuling uncomfortable, and Yu Shuang was afraid of causing trouble again.

Her refusal was justified, and the director and producer couldn't continue to argue. The producer vaguely felt that Yu Shuang's friend looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a long time.

Yu Shuang and Zhao Wuling lived in a double room. Zhao Wuling was packing his suitcase. Yu Shuang took an orange in his hand and tossed it back and forth when he suddenly heard a burst of noise coming from outside.

There were also the voices of the director and producer. Yu Shuang put the oranges back on the fruit plate in the room and talked to Zhao Wuling: " It's probably other guests coming. "

Zhao Wuling said, not really caring, and asked casually: " Who else is there? "

Yu Shuang was also curious. He held the cabinet and changed out of his slippers. When he stood up, he replied: " I don't know. I signed a confidentiality agreement before. There seems to be an actress and a curator. Anyway, it's just all this mess." of. "

Although " Walking with Art · Wuzhen" is guaranteed by local TV stations, it has relatively few advertisers and cannot hire any big names.

While talking, Yu Shuang and Zhao Wuling walked out of the room and saw people coming and going in the yard. People were coming in and out with luggage one after another. , got to know each other under the introduction of the director.

There are two inheritors of Wuzhen Flower Drum Opera and brocade weaving techniques. One is in his forties, with his hair pulled up meticulously, and looks rather rigid. The other is a little girl, wearing a white cotton and linen skirt. She introduced that her skirt is hers. made.

The program team also invited Zhou Fan, a professional curator, and another rich second generation who returned from studying abroad and was unwilling to inherit his own inn.

Yu Shuang shook hands with everyone one by one and introduced each other as a greeting, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Now there are five people who have joined Yu Shuang. Yu Shuang feels that something is wrong. The program team is too confident about the quality of their program. The most famous one among them is Yu Shuang, an Internet celebrity. Who would watch a group of amateurs filming a variety show?

Yu Shuang was still struggling when he heard the sound of brakes outside the yard. The director and producer left them and went out to greet them.

Wait until the director and producer walk in surrounded by guests and assistants.

Yu Shuang knows what it means to be enemies and not get together . For the sake of ratings, the sixth person invited to the show is Zhang Wanwan, who has recently become popular because of "Demon Killer".

As for art?

Yu Shuang thought that maybe the director thought the poem excerpts Zhang Wanwan posted on Weibo every day were more artistic, after all, they were sometimes Bingxin and sometimes Janet Winterson 's.

Other guests were also excited to see celebrities in real life for the first time. The inheritor of brocade technology in a cotton and linen skirt was named Ni Xiuxiu. She was obviously a fan of "Demon Killer" and looked like a Wanwan sister.

With a Hermès bag on her wrist, Zhang Wanwan tried her best to appear approachable. She said no, she was just an ordinary person, and she hoped to work with everyone to let Wuzhen's intangible cultural heritage technology shine new light.

Yu Shuang couldn't hear her pretentiousness and rolled his eyes silently.

Now that everyone is here , the director suggested that everyone get familiar with each other before starting the official shooting tomorrow, and have a barbecue in the courtyard of the B&B in the evening.

Zhang Wanwan responded first: " It just so happens that I haven't had barbecue for a long time. My manager didn't let me eat it before on the set. I was so greedy. "

The big stars said this, and others agreed and said with emotion that they didn't expect big stars to be so easy-going.

Ni Xiuxiu suddenly bumped into Zhang Wanwan, chatting with Zhang Wanwan, and even made an appointment to form a team together tomorrow.

Yu Shuang watched Zhang Wanwan's hypocritical performance throughout the whole process and felt that she was really at a loss for not winning an Oscar for her acting skills.

The director quickly arranged the tasks. The program team came to burn charcoal and set up a barbecue grill. Yu Shuang and another inheritor were responsible for going to the town to buy some meat and vegetable ingredients, and the others helped clean up the yard.

Zhao Wuling came with Yu Shuang, so he didn't want to be idle. He helped sort out drinks and sundries in the corner of the yard , things the program team thought they might use.

There was also a flower garden in the yard. Zhao Wuling sniffed after smelling it and felt that he might be allergic. It was at this time that Zhang Wanwan came over, helped Zhao Wuling pick up things on the ground, and asked: " Miss Zhao, what are you still doing? " Do you want this? "

Zhao Wuling shook his head.

Zhao Wuling had almost all the things in his hands and was about to go to the barbecue grill. However, Zhang Wanwan had no intention of leaving and talked to Zhao Wuling.

" Ms. Zhao, it stands to reason that I should have apologized just now. Because of the hotly searched things a few days ago, some of my fans are indeed relatively young and their words were inappropriate. It's just that there were so many people just now ..."

There were so many people just now that it was hard for Zhang Wanwan to take the initiative to bring up this matter. She attended such a high-end banquet with Wang Zhuosen that day, and the host of the banquet was still very cautious towards Zhao Wuling.

She probably guessed that Zhao Wuling's identity was not a famous Internet blogger, and it was no wonder that Wang Zhuosen laughed at her before.

The hot searches of the past few days were indeed not bought by Zhang Wanwan, but her public relations team deliberately guided them in the direction where amateurs and celebrities have a wall, hoping to completely separate Zhang Wanwan from the ranks of Internet celebrities. Unexpectedly, the hot searches were still There was no time for guidance and he was quickly dealt with.

It turned out that he was here to apologize.

Zhao Wuling shook his head and said it didn't matter.

Fans ' behavior is beyond Zhang Wanwan's control.

Zhang Wanwan was surprised: " Really ? Miss Zhao has forgiven me. "

She paused and said thank you very solemnly.

Zhao Wuling nodded, feeling that there was something strange about Zhang Wanwan that he couldn't explain, so he could only prepare to come back later and ask Yu Shuang.

Zhang Wanwan seemed to want to get close to her, and continued: " Miss Zhao, you don't remember me. I was there at the party that day, at the Garden Villa, and I was Wang Zhuosen's ... female companion that day. "

In fact, she couldn't be counted as a female companion, because Wang Zhuosen never contacted her alone after that banquet. The only time he and Qi Yifei asked her to seduce Mr. Jiang.

When she said this, Zhao Wuling remembered that Wang Zhuosen was the one who fueled Yang Jingtong's anger at the party that day. She was in a bad mood that day, so she didn't notice Wang Zhuosen's female companion.

Zhao Wuling's expression clearly showed that he didn't remember. Zhang Wanwan didn't feel embarrassed, smiled and said it didn't matter.

In the evening , Yu Shuang and the others finally finished shopping for ingredients, came back with large and small shopping bags, and sat in the yard to start a barbecue.

None of them knew how to make a fire, so the program team had already helped light the charcoal they bought from outside. The charcoal was so red that it was almost translucent, and the slow flames danced as the ingredients were roasted under the barbed wire.

Yu Shuang and the others purchased a lot of things, including the necessary mutton rolls, chicken breasts, squid, enoki mushrooms and other vegetarian dishes. Zhao Wuling didn't talk much and sat beside him to help thread things on the sticks.

Zhao Wuling had never made these things before, so he was a little scared and did not dare to touch the meat ingredients. He sat obediently on the stool next to him and slowly inserted the mushrooms on the iron skewer.

After the recent purchase , Yu Shuang became familiar with the intangible cultural heritage heir, and they were chatting enthusiastically, not knowing what they were talking about.

After all, they had to record a program together later. Zhao Wuling had no intention of interrupting, lowered his head, and fought with the mushrooms.

Zhao Wuling wondered if his method was wrong. In the past, it was easy to see what others wore.

" Ms. Zhao, that's the root of the shiitake mushroom. It's very hard and inconvenient to wear. "

The shadow of the person in front of him fell, and he paused slightly. Zhao Wuling looked up and saw another guest. He had just introduced him as a curator or something like that, and his name seemed to be Zhou Fan or something like that.

…

Sensing Zhao Wuling's gaze, Zhou Fan smiled brightly, stretched out his hand, took a piece of shiitake mushroom, straightened it, and handed it to Zhao Wuling: " Miss Zhao, try wearing it like this. "

In order to prevent Zhao Wuling from feeling uncomfortable due to the proximity of the opposite sex, Zhou Fan considerately kept a certain distance.

Zhao Wuling hesitated for a few seconds, then took it and put the mushrooms on, which was indeed much smoother.

After observing, Zhou Yifan smiled and sat down on the stone bench next to Zhao Wuling. He picked up the sign and introduced himself: " Miss Zhao, hello, Yi Fan. "

Zhao Wulin paused, unable to spare any time, so he raised his sign as a response and said his name.

" Zhao Wuling. "

Zhou Yifan paused after hearing this : " The mist of the mist, is the spirit of Zhong Ling Yuxiu? "

Zhao Wuling was a little surprised and said yes.

Zhou Yifan smiled and said: " Miss Zhao and I are destined, and somehow I feel that these two words match Miss Zhao very well. "

The attitude of these words was too familiar, and there was a hint of flattery in it. Zhao Wuling felt it and did not answer.

Zhou Yifan was not embarrassed. He introduced himself that he had been doing sculpture exhibitions before and listed several famous artists and exhibitions. In fact, it was inevitably suspected of showing off, but he stopped and turned the conversation to Zhao Wu. spirit.

" What does Miss Zhao do? "

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and did not want to talk more: " I don't have a job. "

It seems that a talent that can be used to make a living is called a job. If we measure it this way, painting can only be regarded as Zhao Wuling's hobby. After all, her painting cannot even support herself.

Zhou Yifan was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses and answered politely: " Ms. Zhao has a good life and shouldn't need to work. "

That's what he said, because according to his observation, Zhao Wuling was wearing a haze blue skirt with a very drapey feel, which made her fair skin even more flattering. Zhou Fan recognized that the skirt was a new seasonal product of a luxury brand and was worth a lot of money. Not cheap.

The high-heeled shoes also faintly reveal the logo of a big brand on the heel, not to mention that Zhao Wuling looks like he grew up wealthy.

If she does not have a job, it is very simple, either the family is not short of money, or the husband is not short of money.

Zhou Yifan's hesitation was because he was not sure whether Zhao Wuling was a famous woman.

Zhao Wuling was not in high spirits and was quietly cooking his own mushrooms. When the sky darkened a little, the ingredients were almost ready.

A group of people gathered around the bonfire, all young men and women, and they quickly became familiar with each other, chatting and laughing in the shadow of the flames.

Perhaps the director felt that the atmosphere was good, so he picked up the camera to record and prepared to cut it out for the title sequence. Zhao Wuling tilted his head, dodged the camera, and accidentally met Zhang Wanwan's eyes.

The latter's eyes quickly averted. Zhao Wuling felt strange, but he didn't care and turned his head to talk to Yu Shuang.

The excitement only lasted for a while. Someone finished a can of soda and asked if there was any extra.

=== Chapter 51 === _

Zhao Wuling was in charge of the drinks. She raised her head and said, " Yes, I'll get it. "

Zhao Wuling stood up too fast and too hastily, so he didn't see who carelessly inserted the stick aside, with the sharp point pointing upwards. Before he could react, he felt pain in his leg.

There was a long scratch that stretched almost across the entire calf, and blood beads kept pouring out. The program team invited a doctor from the health station in the town to help bandage it. They applied iodine to Zhao Wuling and wrapped it in gauze.

Zhao Wuling bit her lip and held on to the edge of the bed with her hands, enduring the pain. Brown liquid was applied to her smooth and white calves, and they were quickly wrapped like rice dumplings.

It was so shocking that Yu Shuang couldn't bear to see it. He sighed and blamed himself: " I'm sorry Lingling, I shouldn't have brought you to Wuzhen. It was nothing. "

Such a long wound might leave a scar, and Zhao Wuling loves beauty so much. Yu Shuang originally had good intentions and wanted Zhao Wuling to come to Wuzhen to relax, but he didn't expect that it would be self-defeating.

Zhao Wuling shook his head and comforted Yu Shuang: " It's okay. "

It was her fault, and she couldn't blame anyone else.

The doctor quickly bandaged it up. The director and producer took a look and made sure it was nothing serious before going out. Zhao Wuling kicked Yu Shuang out as well.

She was the only one left in the huge room . Zhao Wuling was holding on to the edge of the bed, biting her lip, and half-lifting her legs to move. There were bursts of pain. Zhao Wuling had never experienced this kind of pain except when she was a child. Some can't bear it.

It was bustling outside , and although Yu Shuang was worried, he couldn't leave work and come in to stay with her.

Zhao Wuling was left alone, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart, and instinctively wanted to find someone to talk to.

I called Jiang Ye and was quickly connected. It was different from the usual quiet. It was a bit noisy and chaotic. I could vaguely hear the flight information in a mechanical female voice, and someone who sounded like an assistant was urging me.

After a few seconds of confusion, Jiang Ye's voice finally became clear and he called her name.

" Lingling? "

His voice was gentle and magnetic. The moment he heard it, Zhao Wuling wanted to shed tears. She wanted to be coquettish with him and let him appear in front of her to coax her. She tried her best to hold it back.

Jiang Ye has always been very patient, and the voice sounded like he had walked to a quiet place: " Lingling, what's wrong? "

If Zhao Wuling was considerate and sensible, he shouldn't talk about her here, but Zhao Wuling couldn't help it, the pain in his calf was throbbing, and it felt so deep that it hurt the bones.

Zhao Wuling's voice was filled with tears, and he said aggrievedly: " Jiang Ye, my leg was scratched . "

" That iron barbecue pick scratched my leg. "

Jiang Ye's voice tightened instantly and asked her where she was now.

Zhao Wuling squeezed the phone tightly, shook his head, and realized that Jiang couldn't see either: " It's okay, you don't have to come, I'm not in Huaicheng, the doctor here also bandaged me, it's nothing serious, Jiang Ye, I just ..."

Zhao Wuling sniffed and felt more at ease listening to Jiang Ye's breathing on the phone, so he continued.

" I just miss you so much . "

After being injured , the instinct is to find someone close to act like a spoiled child. Just like an experiment conducted by behavioral scientists, most children will only cry after seeing their parents after falling down, because they know that their parents will feel distressed.

Jiang Ye was silent for a few seconds and replied: " I miss you too. "

It was rare for him to be so honest. Zhao Wuling's tears fell on his lips and he smiled: " If you don't come back, my business partners will think I'm ignorant. We'll meet again after you come back from your business trip. "

Jiang Ye retorted to her: " Lingling, I don't need you to be sensible. "

If the standard for lovers is to be considerate and sensible, Zhao Wuling has never failed, and Jiang does not need Zhao Wuling to be sensible or have any good character.

He only needs Zhao Wuling himself.

After talking to each other, Zhao Wuling's condition improved a lot. He said he would not disturb Jiang Ye when he boarded the plane and then hung up.

The doctor prescribed analgesic pills before leaving . Zhao Wuling couldn't hold back the pain, so he drank one pill with water, then reluctantly looked at his phone for a while before falling into a drowsy sleep.

Zhao Wuling slept deeply this time, his consciousness seemed to be floating up and down in the sea, and the events of his youth appeared in front of him like a revolving lantern, until he was awakened by the bright lights.

The figure of the tall man in front of him stopped beside the bed . Zhao Wuling instinctively wanted to call out to Yu Shuang. His brain first felt the pain in his legs. He bit his lip and blinked frequently to see the face of the person in front of him clearly.

Tall, straight, and dusty, Jiang Ye should be on the flight.

If it weren't for the real pain, Zhao Wuling almost felt like he was dreaming.

" Jiang Ye, why are you here? "

He seemed to be a hallucination that appeared out of thin air . Zhao Wuling was still in a daze. Only when he felt his temperature and the outline of his suit between his fingers did he become concrete and real.

Jiang Ye was afraid of putting pressure on her wound, so he carefully helped her sit up, supported Zhao Wuling, and said to her: " Let me see you. "

I was always worried when I received news from her before taking off . I changed my flight and drove for two or three hours to come here to see her before I felt relieved.

Zhao Wuling grabbed his shirt and refused to let go. She choked and said, " You don't have to come, Jiang Ye. Isn't it troublesome to change your flight? "

Change the flight and drive here from Huaicheng.

Zhao Wuling felt troubled just thinking about it and murmured to himself: " Jiang Ye, why are you here ..."

Jiang Ye hummed and stretched out his arms to hug her: " Because the earth didn't explode. "

The answer is not what was asked .

Zhao Wuling buried her face in his arms, tears rubbing against his neat shirt.

She understood because the Earth didn't explode.

On the day when Jiang Ye was drunk, Zhao Wuling was unreasonable and said that even if the earth exploded, she would have to get back to her.

…

So Jiang came too.

Because the earth did not explode.

It's so absurd and difficult to understand. Who taught him to be so romantic? It makes her heart beat so fast now.

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Chapter 43 _ Jiaojin

◎ Mr. Jiang has a wife ◎

Early the next morning , Wuzhen B&B.

When Zhao Wuling opened his eyes, he was still a little uncomfortable with the sunlight pouring in from the window, so he stretched out his hand to block it.

There was a table next to the window of the B&B room . Yu Shuang was applying makeup by natural light . When he saw Zhao Wuling wake up, he stopped and poured a glass of water for her and handed it to her hand.

After Zhao Wuling said thank you , he took it over . Yu Shuangzhuang was almost done with the painting. He lifted up the quilt to check Zhao Wuling's wound. After confirming that it was nothing serious, he put down his worries.

Strong sunlight poured in, and Zhao Wuling's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably . When he put down the glass , he met Yu Shuang's gossipy gaze.

" Lingling , tell me the truth . "

The wound should be healing little by little . Zhao Wuling felt that the pain in his leg was not as obvious as yesterday. He raised his eyes and said, " What do you want to tell me? "

Yu Shuang was not going to let her change the subject easily. He counted on his fingers: " Because of your phone call, I delayed my flight from the airport and drove to Wuzhen. I also helped you sue you for your radical remarks a few days ago. Zhao Wuling, please don't tell me." I'm just your ex-boyfriend. "

None of it is something that an ordinary ex-boyfriend can do.

Last night, Zhao Wuling took painkillers and went to sleep. The program crew was still socializing in the yard. The excitement was interrupted by Jiang Ye who hurried in from the night. He also brought two assistants , both in suits and tailors . The filmmaker was so timid that he almost thought it was someone coming to collect protection money.

The partner in Beijing was still waiting, and the assistant kept urging , but Jiang Ye waited until Zhao Wuling fell asleep again before leaving.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and looked at the gauze bandaged on his calf .

The barbecue sign was not very sharp , and the doctor at the health station did not ask Zhao Wuling to have tetanus after examination, but Jiang was also concerned that it didn't matter that the flight was delayed, so he drove for several hours to come here.

She bit her lip, not knowing how to reply to Yu Shuang.

Not just an ex-boyfriend, but not a boyfriend either.

Because Jiang always avoids this issue.

Zhao Wuling took a deep breath, raised his head, and asked Yu Shuang with some confusion: " Ah Shuang, you said that if a person ... likes you but is not with you, what could be the reason? "

Zhao Wuling is not narcissistic and is sensitive to love. I really can't understand why Jiang Ye is unwilling to confirm the relationship.

Yu Shuang pondered for a while, and he couldn't figure it out, because Jiang Ye didn't look like he was following the example of his elite colleagues in raising fish.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Wuling cried while leaning against Jiang Ye last night, and the man looked like he wanted to be hurt for her.

If his true feelings hadn't been revealed, then Jiang should have become an actor because he could make money faster than investing.

Yu Shuang suddenly thought of something. He took out his phone and clicked on the calendar . While counting, he talked to Zhao Wuling: " It seems that Mr. Jiang is quite capable. He can catch you for two months. "

For two whole months, Zhao Wuling still didn't fall in love with her.

A rare thing.

It's not surprising that Zhao Wuling's character Yu Shuang became popular in three minutes.

Yu Shuang 's reward for turning eighteen was a new mobile phone , while Zhao Wuling's coming-of-age ceremony was the large flat floor of Lanshui Mansion, a diamond crown passed down from the Nordic medieval nobles and a high trust fund.

When Zhao Wuling was studying in London, he was in a bad mood and called Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun to say he missed home. That afternoon, the helicopter landed on a nearby lawn.

Zhao Pingnan had good control, and greeted Yu Shuang decently and good-naturedly. Shen Hanyun wore a high-quality wool shawl near her forearm. She touched Zhao Wuling's cheek and felt so distressed that she shed tears. She said that she lived in this kind of place. I have wronged my precious daughter.

Yu Shuang listened to the whole process, trying hard to restrain the urge to yell , wanting to emphasize that it was the most expensive student apartment near their school.

The most expensive!

With thousands of favors and everything he wants, Zhao Wuling naturally has no concept of cherishing them.

Yu Shuang let out a short sigh, and an idea flashed in his mind. He vaguely guessed what Jiang Ye was thinking, but he couldn't be sure, so he could only vaguely say: " Never mind him, wait until he comes back from his business trip, and you can have fun here. Yes, ask him directly. "

Zhao Wuling nodded perfunctorily, because Jiang Ye's honesty was more precious than diamonds.

Although President Jiang was cold and cold when he was a student, he still had a young heart and would say he liked her even when he was straightforward. However, Jiang is now more mature and speaks thoughtfully and rarely confesses.

Except for the night when she came back from Huaiyuan, Zhao Wuling really didn't have much waking time. He was either panting or begging for mercy.

Always forget to ask.

Without discussing the reason, Zhao Wuling rested on the pillow, half-closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Someone was obviously moving outside the window, and noisy sounds came over. The photographer set up a machine and asked Yu Shuang quickly if he could Start shooting.

Yu Shuang signed OK , finally remembered the money he had collected, casually hooked up the bag strap, straddled his body, helped put the charging cable and other things in Zhao Wuling's hand, and left with a few more instructions.

Zhao Wuling was still injured and couldn't get out of bed, so he curved his lips and stretched out his hand to say goodbye to her.

=== Chapter 52 === _

In the yard, I heard Zhang Wanwan making noises saying that she wanted a makeup artist to help her change her makeup. I didn't know how to solve the problem later, so it became quiet.

After the people from the program team left, the sound of birds could be heard quietly in the B&B , and Zhao Wuling's cell phone dinged.

[It's Yu Shuang: By the way, Lingling, Jiang also brought you a gift. I forgot to tell you. It's on the bedside table. 】

After receiving the news, Zhao Wuling looked at the cabinet next to him.

The exquisite white gift box, with the cherry blossom pink ribbon tied into a perfectly curved bow, didn't match Jiang Ye's simple and capable style at all. Zhao Wuling recognized it as if it was an Italian girly brand.

Jiang Ye always had a lot of gifts to give her, but Zhao Wuling didn't take it seriously. He was bored and pulled off the ribbon casually. The gift box made a slightly dull sound when he took it away.

Zhao Wuling lowered his head and looked into the box.

A pair of white garters, with exquisite embroidery on the edges, lay quietly on the Sydney paper.

Jiang Ye observed so carefully that it was so similar to the torn one that Zhao Wuling couldn't tell the difference. Zhao Wuling put the box aside casually, picked up the garter with his fingertips, and after a few seconds, started to do it Tie it to your leg.

Looking at it this way, it was indeed very beautiful. Zhao Wuling bit her lip and took a photo with her mobile phone.

Zhao Wuling's legs are in good shape, thin and straight, with white garters tied on them, giving a vague feeling of indistinguishable boundaries, and they are sunken into the dark green sheets.

Zhao Wuling bit his lip and didn't know what he thought of. He sent the photo to Jiang Ye and tried again without giving up.

【 wuling shiny: pictures】

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: Jiang Ye, I only accept gifts from my boyfriend. 】

The interface at the top of the phone showed that the other party was typing. Zhao Wuling held the phone tightly and did not dare to blink.

I haven't been this nervous since I first started falling in love . I just hope that he will agree quickly so that I can act coquettishly with him.

Let him know that Zhao Wuling is love material.

but none.

Jiang also returned quickly, but he avoided the important and took the easy .

[ JY : Does the wound still hurt?]

Zhao Wuling cut it very softly, and relaxed the strength of his hand little by little. The phone slipped from the gap, and he didn't know how to return it.

How could he treat her like this? He hurried over and said that it was because the earth had not exploded, and his eyes were so affectionate that it made people's hearts beat.

But he doesn't want her to be his real girlfriend.

Zhao Wuling could probably guess Jiang Ye's feelings for her. He liked her, but not to the extent of love, so he kept flirting with her and was unwilling to confirm the relationship. Zhao Wuling frowned in irritation and did not reply to the message.

Around noon, Zhao Wuling felt much better. He slowly held on to the wall, walking with only a hint of pain, and fumbled to get the Wuzhen specialties delivered by the hotel.

The aroma almost overflows from the thermal bag.

There were changing staff wiping the equipment in the yard . Zhao Wuling got his lunch and met Zhang Wanwan in the corridor who had left the group and returned early.

Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention and walked through the corridor facing each other.

Zhao Wuling's eyes paused on Zhang Wanwan for an extra second and raised his eyebrows. Because I thought it was a coincidence, the bag that Zhang Wanwan carried today was the same one that Yu Shuang borrowed that day.

Zhang Wanwan greeted her with a subtle expression: " Miss Zhao, there is something I don't know whether to say or not. "

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and replied to her casually: " Then you think about it first , I have something to do. "

Seeing that she was about to go back to the room , Zhang Wanwan was a little anxious to stop and call her, but before she had time to think, she spoke first.

" Mr. Jiang has a family. "

A few simple words, but the effect is like thunder falling to the ground.

Zhao Wuling felt a little short of breath for a moment. He suspected that he had heard wrongly. He frowned and turned around: " What? "

…

Zhang Wanwan licked his lips and recalled.

It was in the underground garage when she went to deliver a suit jacket to Jiang Ye that Qi Yifei was furious with Wang Zhuosen. She accidentally overheard the conversation between the two people, and the main purpose was to accuse Wang Zhuosen of lagging in news and neglecting even such important events as Jiang Ye's marriage.

Oh, I see. Zhang Wanwan was holding the burned expensive suit in her hand at the time. She thought it was reasonable. Jiang also had a wife, so he kept himself clean.

Her moral bottom line is indeed not high, but she is not willing to get involved in other people's families.

Yesterday, the producer was not sure about letting Jiang in for safety reasons . Yu Shuang used the excuse that Jiang was also Zhao Wuling's boyfriend . Zhang Wanwan was surprised at that time and repeatedly confirmed: " Is he her boyfriend ? "

Yu Shuang got a positive answer.

…

Zhao Wuling's expression was still a bit incredulous. He thought he heard wrongly and asked Zhang Wanwan again: " What did you just say? "

Zhang Wanwan paused, as if he realized that he had made a mistake. He raised his eyes to observe Zhao Wuling's expression and repeated: " I also heard what President Wang Zhuosen said. Don't you know, Miss Zhao, that President Jiang has a wife? "

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Chapter 44 _ Jiaojin

◎ Wuling Liang Jingjing has enabled friend verification ◎

Mr. Jiang has a wife.

The food delivered by the hotel has cooled down , and the inside of the insulated bag has been softened by the heat and slowly collapsed. There is still a faint pain in the calf . Zhao Wuling is sitting on the edge of the bed, her nude-colored nails sunk into the dark green There seemed to be no discomfort in the sheets.

My mind went blank , my thoughts were disconnected, and there was only one sentence repeated over and over again.

Jiang also has a wife.

Zhang Wanwan had met her at a banquet in the Garden Villa, and he vaguely knew her identity, so it was unlikely that she was lying.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to pull off the garters at the base of his legs . If it was not enough , the jade bracelet on his wrist jingled. Zhao Wuling thought it matched the scenery of the Jiangnan water town before, so he brought it with him to take pictures, but now he It became a tool to vent anger.

The expensive and delicate jade bracelet was taken off, and Zhao Wuling used some strength to throw it to the bedside table next to her.

In my heart, I even expected it to break and fall clean .

But no. In the empty room, scorching sunlight poured in , and dust could be seen floating in the air . The jade bracelet made a dull sound when it touched the cabinet , and it soon returned to calm.

Zhao Wuling likes this kind of small object that can make noise because she finds it interesting . Many times when Jiang Ye kissed her , she would hook her wrist around his neck and stagger because she lost her leverage point, and the jade bracelets collided with each other. , a crisp sound appeared in his ears together with his breathing.

Shen Hanyun had also seen Zhao Wuling's bracelet, and felt it was a pity. Jingle bracelets are a common style used to deal with defective jade materials. The material on Zhao Wuling's wrist was finer than mutton fat. It would be a waste to use it to make a bracelet.

How much she liked it before , but how disgusting it is now, Zhao Wuling bit her lip so hard that it turned white. Looking at the pairs of jade bracelets, she just felt ridiculous.

Does every gift Jiang Ye gives her include half of his wife's joint property?

…

Feeling sick to the point of nausea, Zhao Wuling closed his eyes and wanted to be sure one last time and dialed Yang Chengyu's number.

Yang Chengyu should be busy, or in a place not suitable for communication . After a long beep, there was a call for help, and the operator with a smooth voice asked her about the purpose of her visit in a business-like manner.

Zhao Wuling frowned. Hearing that Yang Chengyu's military rank seemed to be rising again, he reluctantly calmed down and said, " Please tell him, my surname is Zhao. Call me back when it's convenient. Thank you. "

When the words came out, his voice was unconsciously hoarse. Zhao Wuling felt depressed and threw the gift box containing the garters out of bed.

The well-trained operator responded: " Okay, Miss Zhao, do you have any other information that you need to pass on to Major Yang? "

" there is none left. "

…

The room became quiet again. Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes. After hanging up the phone, he opened the WeChat interface. Now it looked more scrutinizing. Jiang Ye's avatar and friend circle were very simple, and even the system's own cover. , there is no circle of friends.

If he had a wife, it might just be a trumpet.

Zhao Wuling misjudged him. She really underestimated him before. She didn't expect that Jiang Ye, who was cold and innocent when he was studying, would now be polite and scum.

Before she learned that Jiang Ye had a wife, she might have been willing to play ambiguous games with Jiang Ye.

Now …

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, paused with his fingertips, and quickly clicked "Delete Friends". This was naturally the most correct decision. He already knew that the relationship was inappropriate, so he should not make the same mistake again and again and continue to struggle with it.

Zhao Wuling never thought that one day he would be the third party to destroy other people's families. He felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe. He threw the phone aside and fell asleep under the quilt.

In the evening, when Yu Shuang came back from recording the show, he thought Zhao Wuling was uncomfortable and reached out to touch her forehead. Zhao Wuling's hair was a little messy and her eyes were red, and she said she was fine.

Zhao Wuling was not a person who endured discomfort. After Yu Shuang confirmed that she was fine, he lay on the bed and complained about Zhang Wanwan, and also said that it was unlucky that the big-name bag happened to be the same as hers.

The grade is obviously lowered a lot.

Zhao Wuling smiled perfunctorily and said nothing. Yang Chengyu's call came back a few minutes later. There was the faint sound of gunfire from military training over there, and he asked Zhao Wuling what was wrong.

Zhao Wuling took a deep breath and held back the sourness in his eyes: " Yang Chengyu, among the people attending the banquet at the Garden Villa that day was Wang Zhuosen, the outstanding Zhuo, the forest's Sen. Please give me his contact information. "

Yang Chengyu answered the question inappropriately: " Are you crying? "

Just after waking up, Zhao Wuling felt aggrieved and spoke with a faint cry. Although she tried her best to endure it, Yang Chengyu and she had grown up together and could hear every word.

Zhao Wuling was in a bad mood and was crying.

" No, I just want to confirm something with Wang Zhuosen , " Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and tightened his hands unconsciously, " Do you know him? "

Yang Chengyu knew Wang Zhuosen, so he spoke over the phone: " What's the point of contact information? I'll have someone pick you up. If you have anything, you can ask in person. "

Zhao Wuling held the phone tightly, her nasal voice was a bit thick when speaking, and she instinctively refused: " No. "

It's embarrassing enough.

Someone on Yang Chengyu's side said hello. His voice was distant and close. It took two seconds before he could clearly state the facts: " Zhao Wuling, I'll send someone to pick you up, or I'll go there myself. Which one do you choose? "

…

Zhao Wuling stayed at the B&B in Wuzhen for less than two days before he was taken back to Huaicheng. Yu Shuang thought that Zhao Wuling wanted to go back to recuperate and could not stop him. He was still blaming himself for doing bad things out of good intentions. In order to comfort Zhao Wuling She excused herself by saying that she had something to take care of at the gallery.

=== Chapter 53 === _

Zhou Yifan was courteous to Zhao Wuling before he left, asking if he could add his contact information.

Before Zhao Wuling's refusal could be uttered, Yu Shuang pretended not to see Zhou Fan present, raised his voice, interrupted him, and said that Zhao Wuling had left to take away his things.

Yu Shuang's meaning couldn't be more obvious .

Zhou Yifan paused and shut up, embarrassed to continue.

In the office, Yang Chengyu didn't look at Wang Zhuosen. He lowered his head and wiped the gun body carelessly . Wang Zhuosen could tell from the wear and tear on the muzzle that the thing was definitely not a model.

His heart was trembling, and he couldn't figure out what he had done to offend this man. He handed Yang Chengyu a cigarette carefully and turned his head. Zhao Wuling, who was wearing a long white dress, was sitting on the sofa, looking a little haggard.

Is it because of the words that Garden Villa himself added fuel to the fire?

It's too late to settle the accounts now.

Wang Zhuosen took out a lighter from his pocket and protected it with his hand to light it for Yang Chengyu. He was avoided by the people behind the table before he could say anything.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and looked at Wang Zhuosen. He spoke a little slowly, almost word by word, and asked: " Mr. Jiang from Zhiyuan Capital, told you that he has a wife? "

Wang Zhuosen was stunned for a few seconds. He didn't expect that he was called here for this. He looked up at Yang Chengyu.

The latter's eyes were still fixed on the muzzle of the gun, and he asked: " What are you looking at me for? Whatever she asks, you answer. "

This is not a fatal question. Wang Zhuosen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, " Yes, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Qi said it. Mr. Jiang also said ..."

Wang Zhuosen probably guessed what was going on. He clicked his tongue in his mind and continued: " Mr. Jiang also said that he doesn't like others ... talking about his wife. "

After he finished speaking, the office fell silent.

Zhao Wuling received the definite answer with his own ears. He lowered his eyes and blinked rapidly. Tears rolled down and wet his skirt.

The truth was suddenly revealed at this time . Jiang also had a wife, so he was unwilling to establish a relationship with her. She did not dare to think about how he dealt with the two women without any flaws. There was no other person's perfume on his shirt, and he lied to her. Only her.

Zhao Wuling didn't dare to think about what Jiang Ye's wife would think of her.

North Beijing, inside an office building.

The negotiation with Xiaorui went smoothly. The other party had great trust in Zhiyuan Capital and particularly admired Jiang Ye, the young leader of the company. After several meetings, the decision to cooperate with Zhiyuan in financing for the listing was roughly made.

It should be a happy thing that the contract was negotiated, but Jiang Ye's face showed no emotion or anger.

After going out , Jiang Ye raised his hand, looked at the time on his watch, and asked his assistant: " Did you take a picture of the thing? "

Christie's auction house recently auctioned a seven-carat pink diamond, and Jiang was also discussing cooperation in Beijing, so he sent another assistant to attend.

The assistant obviously communicated with her boss and said, " Assistant Qian said there may be malicious bidders, so the price is a bit high. I would like to ask you if you want to continue bidding. "

From the perspective of financial analysis , it is certainly not worth ending up now. From the perspective of collection, Guardian Auction House will auction blue diamonds with almost collection value in two days.

The ups and downs are seven figures at every turn, and the assistant can see the result, so it is natural that Jiang will make the most favorable decision.

But Jiang also nodded, loosened his tie while walking, and said: " It doesn't matter , tell him to take the photo, I don't care how much it costs. "

He only cares about whether he is worthy of Zhao Wuling.

The assistant was stunned for a few seconds before nodding, displaying the highest qualities of an assistant and executing the order neatly.

It was only now that he had time to look at his phone. Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and scanned the empty message box. Zhao Wuling seemed to be recuperating recently and hadn't sent him many messages. Maybe Zhao Wuling was dissatisfied with his avoidance of answering.

Jiang was also trying to restrain the frequency of contacting her, because Zhao Wuling was injured a few days ago, and he couldn't hold it back. Zhao Wuling immediately urged him to confirm the relationship.

It will take some time for the innocent Zhao Wuling to learn to love. Jiang Ye tried to control the rhythm carefully and thought for a moment, but in the end he was worried about her leg injury and edited the message.

[ JY : Does the wound still hurt?]

After the message was sent, the small circle on the left circled several times without disappearing. Jiang also thought it was because the signal was poor and didn't pay attention. When he left the current floor, the message was finally displayed.

There is a red exclamation point, and below it are a few lines of small gray text.

[ Wuling Liangjingjing has turned on friend verification. You are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first. Only after the other party passes the verification can you chat. 】

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Chapter 45 _ Jiaojin

◎ We can go and register for marriage ◎

Yu Shuang recorded a program in Wuzhen , and occasionally sent long voice notes to Zhao Wuling to complain. Zhao Wuling was bored alone in Lanshui Mansion. He clicked to listen , and the subject of the complaint was most likely Zhang Wanwan.

The two of them had some disagreements before, but now they get along every day . Zhang Wanwan is a humble little actor in front of the camera , but privately he despises Yu Shuang for being just an Internet celebrity with a low level.

Yu Shuang also has a straight temper and often criticizes people in front of the camera. He occasionally regrets it afterwards , after all, it will be broadcast to the public.

[It's Yu Shuang: Bei Bei , it's a pity that she can't act as an actress so well . I'm an internet celebrity and it's none of her business. Wasn't she the same before? Who can I look down upon by acting in a bad internet drama? 】

Zhao Wuling chose a few words to comfort her. Wang Yiqiu sent a message saying that the response to the exhibition of "Astringent Fruit" was not bad. Zhao Wuling did not reply. He ignored the message and moved his eyes from the phone screen to the window.

It was raining heavily outside, with occasional thunder rolling down, and lightning flashing across the sky.

The boundaries between the four seasons in Huaicheng are not clear . It is approaching late autumn , and the ginkgo leaves have fallen , wetted by the late autumn rain, and stuck to the ground helplessly.

The oil painting was painted after she met Jiang Ye by chance at Shenghua Private School . Unexpectedly, the words came true and the development has turned out to be a bitter fruit.

Like a green fruit that fell on a branch, it was intact on the outside, but sour, astringent, and full of spots on the inside.

Zhao Wuling was recovering from a leg injury recently, so he didn't write much. Because Qiu Yu rarely had inspiration, he set up a drawing board in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and took out a pencil to sketch the scenery behind the rain curtain.

The fountain in front of the building had been turned off, and there were occasional figures holding umbrellas in the rain. Zhao Wuling quickly raised his head and lowered his head to outline the edges of the city floors.

In fact, Zhao Wuling's sketches are not as good in color, but they are more serious. He holds the pencil, draws with concentration, and raises his eyes.

From the corner of my eye, I saw the black Maybach speeding through the rain. The wheels splashed with white water, and the rain washed away the car body. Occasionally, I could see tiny reflections.

The tip of the pencil almost hit the pads of his fingers. Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, stood up from the chair, and pulled the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She knew who it was.

When he went to the suburbs to discuss cooperation with Fang Siyan, Jiang Ye drove this car.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Jiang Ye's voice was muffled by the security door. Zhao Wuling paused, pretending not to hear, packed up the drawing board and paper, and put the things in the studio.

She deliberately dilly-dallyed, stretching the original procedure infinitely , and even washed the brushes extra.

By the time Zhao Wuling came out of the studio, it was quiet outside the door, as quiet as if no one had been there.

Zhao Wuling walked to the door, saw the empty corridor through the peephole, pursed his lips, and reached out to open the security door.

Outside the door was Jiang Ye, standing in Zhao Wuling's blind spot as if anticipating her behavior. Therefore, he was not discovered just now. Zhao Wuling's expression turned cold the first second he saw Jiang Ye, and he stretched out his hand to ask for help. close the door.

The movement was stopped by the movement of the person in front of him. Jiang Ye's eyebrows looked vaguely tired, and the tie in his suit was a little wrinkled. He used strength and the door was pushed out by nearly dozens of centimeters.

Zhao Wuling didn't look at him, lowered his head, and pulled the door handle with all his strength.

Of course it didn't work.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, looked at the top of Zhao Wuling's hair, tried his best to keep his tone calm, and asked: " Do you like pink diamonds? "

Seven carats, he thought it had a good meaning, so he took a photo and wanted to give it to Zhao Wuling.

Of course, it would only be her.

The reason for being tired was that Jiang Ye was on a business trip in northern Beijing and found out that Zhao Wuling had deleted him as a friend. After signing the contract, he couldn't wait patiently. He asked a connection to arrange a flight, took off overnight, and after landing in Huaicheng, he drove to Lanshui Mansion.

In the past, gifts could please her, and Jiang was also used to buying expensive jewelry for her. But now, Zhao Wuling felt it was ironic. She raised her eyes with red eyes and looked directly at him, enunciating almost every word.

" Jiang Ye, liar. "

Jiang didn't answer. Zhao Wuling held the handle and asked him to let go, maintaining the last dignity before speaking.

" I will ask my cousin to hand over the ... things you gave me before , Jiang Ye, between us ..."

She lowered her eyes, holding back the sourness in her eyes and the tears that were about to well up.

" That's it . "

Jiang Ye almost interrupted her and told Zhao Wuling that it was impossible.

There is no saying that it ends there .

Her lips opened and closed, and Jiang Ye's patience reached its limit after she said it was over. He entered the room almost forcefully and closed the door behind his back.

He picked her up from the waist, and his wrists inevitably touched the skin under Zhao Wuling's skirt , encountering the last defense in the chaos .

" Jiang Ye, don't touch me, " Zhao Wuling was imprisoned in his arms and struggled instinctively. He was so angry that he almost couldn't speak at all, " don't touch me, liar, why don't you die. "

Of course they were just angry words, but Jiang Ye paused while holding her, lowered his eyes, looked serious, and said yes.

…

He fell into silence, and Zhao Wuling struggled even more. After a moment, he broke away from his arms, panting, leaning against the wall, unable to help but swallow, because Jiang Ye's expression was rare and gloomy.

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Ye seemed to be really considering the feasibility. He lowered his eyes and asked Zhao Wuling.

" If I die, will you be happier ? "

…

Forgive him for not being able to learn to cherish life and for taking almost every word she said seriously .

Jiang Ye's eyebrows were so serious that Zhao Wuling was a little panicked. He lowered his head in a hurry, forced himself to calm down, and explained: " Jiang Ye, I didn't mean that. "

Jiang didn't say anything, and Zhao Wuling leaned her wrist against the wall: " I just said that we should stop contacting each other and stop hurting ... innocent people. "

Zhao Wuling closed his eyes and couldn't imagine how sad Jiang Ye's wife must be, and she mentally blamed herself for being careless.

Believing Jiang Ye's lies easily.

The innocent person Zhao Wuling mentioned was his wife, but Jiang Ye focused all his attention on the previous sentence.

=== Chapter 54 === _

Do not contact me again ?

…

She didn't even know how hurtful her words were, and Jiang didn't want to hear it. He lowered his head and put his arm around her waist, as if to kiss her.

Snapped- _

Almost every sound in the quiet room echoed. Jiang Ye was still wearing his suit, and his face was still handsome. He tilted his face slightly. Under the light, you could see the red marks on the side of his face.

It was Jiang Ye who was beaten, but it was Zhao Wuling who couldn't help but cry. He kept shaking his head and biting his lips with tears falling, avoiding him.

Jiang didn't care about the pain, nor did he care about being slapped and being insulted to his dignity . What really angered him was Zhao Wuling's resistant attitude.

Move away, avoid his kiss, and tell them not to contact each other again.

It was almost a reappearance of the nightmare of the past.

Jiang Ye later realized what the problem was. He reached out and pinched Zhao Wuling's chin, forcing her to look directly at him.

Talk, stay calm even when angry , and ask.

" What did Yang Chengyu tell you, huh? "

Zhao Wuling said nothing, and Jiang continued to deny and persuade her.

" Lingling, can you believe what he says? He likes you and just wants to discredit me and destroy our relationship. "

Zhao Wuling deleted her friends after being picked up by Yang Chengyu's people from Wuzhen. Jiang knew without investigation that the culprit was Yang Chengyu, who had been good at sowing discord since he was a student.

A shameless third party.

What Jiang is also unsure about is what Yang Chengyu told Zhao Wuling. Did he hire a private detective to take secret photos, or did he threaten Zhao Mingxiu's cooperation?

Jiang also had two preparations when he started to clear his suspicions.

Zhao Wuling closed his eyes and could hardly believe that Jiang Ye now blamed Yang Chengyu.

Hopeless .

Zhao Wuling pointed in the direction of the door, his voice trembling: " Get out, Jiang Ye, leave my house, or I will call the police. "

Zhao Wuling would be a little naive at this time, not knowing that Jiang was also the guest of many powerful people, secretly managing huge wealth for them.

Jiang Ye held her without moving and looked at her with a heavy gaze: " Lingling, you must listen to an explanation before sentencing someone to death . "

Zhao Wuling had seen enough evidence with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears and didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

At this moment, I raised my eyes and looked directly at him. I almost felt that the face of the person next to my pillow was a little strange. She asked him: " Jiang Ye, does your wife know that you came to see me ? "

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows in confusion at the unexpected question: " What wife? "

Jiang Ye's expression was really puzzled. Zhao Wuling was shocked to realize that power and wealth could change people completely. Why could Jiang Ye betray his family so openly and try to get by here?

" Does the name Qi Yifei sound familiar? Jiang Ye, you met in August and he said you have a wife. "

The time, place and characters were all laid out. Zhao Wuling's eyes were sore, but he could not blink, as if he was torturing himself.

Letting his tears fall, Zhao Wuling held back his tears, stared at Jiang Ye with misty eyes, and repeated.

" Jiang Ye, you have a wife, so you shouldn't mess with me. "

Zhao Wuling's pride would not allow her to be a third party and destroy other people's families.

Finally knowing the reason for Zhao Wuling's anger, Jiang Ye chuckled lightly in the shadow of the light and said, " I don't have a wife. "

There is a service platform on the mobile phone that can check the marital status. Jiang also clicked on the interface and entered the ID number, and handed the interface to Zhao Wuling to check. .

The screen is clean , without any marriage documents.

Zhao Wuling turned away and said, " I don't believe it. "

She was long past the age of innocence. With Jiang Ye's current status and identity, there were many people willing to help him smoothen his relationship and modify the certificates on the software.

Furthermore, why did Jiang Ye say that he had a wife for no reason?

Jiang Ye seemed to predict her thoughts, raised his hand, loosened his tie, and explained.

" I don't have a wife. I occasionally had social events before, but I didn't want to. I just said casually that I had a wife. "

If Zhao Wuling had asked him after becoming suspicious, there would not have been such a mistake.

Zhao Wuling looked at him doubtfully, trying to decide whether Jiang Ye's words were true or false.

Her movements also lessened the sense of resistance. Jiang Ye's fingertips groped her neck and slowly moved up to touch her tears. There was emotion in his dark eyes, as if he was making a serious proposal.

" If you still don't believe it, we can go and register. "

ah?

Zhao Wuling didn't understand what he meant: " What? "

Jiang Ye repeated in a calm tone, with a hint of weird excitement.

" If you don't believe it, we can register our marriage. There is no way I can cheat at the Civil Affairs Bureau. "

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds, then came to his senses and raised his head in disbelief: " Jiang Ye, are you crazy? "

Marriage and romantic relationships are two completely different things. Zhao Wuling has not thought about marriage at all for the time being, let alone Jiang Ye's way of proving that he has no family is to register with her .

After testing her attitude, it was expected.

Jiang Ye's expression quickly returned to calm: " I'm joking, because you don't believe that I don't have a wife. "

Zhao Wuling didn't say anything, and Jiang Ye continued: " I don't need to lie , Lingling, it's just a random excuse I found when socializing. "

Zhao Wuling's attitude softened a bit, as if he accepted this reason, Jiang Ye held her neck with his palm, almost rubbing her into his arms.

The tone is very light, stating the facts.

" You know, my first time was with you. "

Zhao Wuling blushed because of these words, thinking of unhealthy images, and buried her face in his arms.

It was a night when Qiu Yu came late , and his suit was cold. Zhao Wuling leaned forward, smelled it with his nose, and changed the subject to cover up his embarrassment: " Jiang Ye, have you smoked? "

Jiang Ye's voice was also filled with rain. He lowered his eyes and his voice was a little hoarse. He replied to her: " I smoked a lot when I was downstairs because I didn't know why you were angry. "

She almost thought she was going back to London in the next second, and Jiang seemed to have exceeded the speed limit twice on the way here.

…

In the end, Zhao Wuling inevitably appeared on the bed. Zhao Wuling's mood was fluctuating. He was very tired from crying just now, but now he was sleeping on Jiang Ye's arm.

Jiang also lowered his eyes and observed her.

After a few seconds, he reached out and slowly put the jade bracelet that was taken off back on Zhao Wuling's wrist. The jade bracelet should be said to be lucky, because Zhao Wuling just threw everything he gave him to the ground, and the jade bracelet happened to be He managed to escape by hooking the edge of the gift box.

Zhao Wuling cared about him, and Jiang was happy to see such a scene.

But Zhao Wuling's love was not enough. She even deleted his contact information because she suspected that he had a family. He had almost no entanglement and abandoned him again just like when he was studying in London.

Put yourself in her shoes, what if she had a husband.

Was he going to stop loving her?

Jiang Ye has a very cold temperament , which is slightly different from his financial colleagues, but traces of the elite can be seen in his moral bottom line, and he doesn't care.

Don't care about all secular definitions of morality.

If Zhao Wuling had a husband, Jiang would destroy their relationship first, sow discord and compete for her affection and attention. Zhao Wuling's husband would be eliminated from the competition. In a relationship, the unloved one is the third party. .

And neither is Tajiang.

In fact , it was a bit of a crazy idea. Jiang Ye was surprised that his arrangements were meticulous and detailed, as if he had planned them thousands of times.

Zhao Wuling slept uneasily and moved very lightly.

Jiang Ye glanced at Zhao Wuling's profile. He thought that Song Shili should be paid another high medical fee at the end of the month.

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* False third party: Lingling who is kept in the dark

The real third party: Jiang Ye (dark crawling male mistress version)

* Those who are not loved are the third parties. Sourced from the Internet

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Chapter 46 _ Jiaojin

◎ Girlfriend, do you want to go to Ning'an Temple to burn incense? ◎

It had just rained the day before and the weather was still foggy, so the scene outside the glass window was not very clear.

Xiao Wang, who works at the Huaicheng Marriage Registration Office, has just been employed for less than three months. This is one of the few overseas assignments . He is sitting in the living room of Lanshui Mansion, feeling a little embarrassed because he realizes that even the tissue boxes on the coffee table are printed with Luxury symbol.

The appropriate light fragrance fills the living room , and you can get a glimpse of the owner's romantic and innocent temperament from the casual decoration .

The client she served this time had obviously just woken up. Her hair was scattered around her shoulders and neck, her dress was wrinkled, and her sleepy eyes could not hide her beauty. Her white and slender neck was exposed , and there was a faint fragrance floating between her movements. .

Zhao Wuling held a pillow in his arms , yawned, and looked at the guests in front of him with a confused expression.

Jiang Ye poured warm water for her from a glass. Zhao Wuling was so sleepy that he didn't want to move his fingers. He tilted his head and drank from the glass in his hand. When he pulled away, the water dropped from his chin and followed Zhao Wuling. The neck travels to the inside of the nightgown.

Jiang Ye's peripheral vision quickly swept over, and when he took away the glass , he raised his hand to pick up the shoulder strap that had fallen off Zhao Wuling's shoulder , and then looked at the person opposite , indicating that she could start.

Xiao Wang only felt that he had just watched the plot of an idol drama starring handsome men and beautiful women at close range. He was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what he was doing . He took out the computer and password dog from the briefcase he carried with him , inserted them and logged in to the system .

Xiao Wang turned the notebook interface to Zhao Wuling and moved the mouse to demonstrate to Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, not understanding, and managed to be patient and listened casually.

When it comes to the work field that he is familiar with, Xiao Wang's voice is confident and his speaking speed is very smooth.

" Ms. Zhao, this is where you can check the marriage-related status of Huaicheng's registered population and permanent residents. For example ... Mr. Jiang 's marriage status can be found by entering the ID number. We are not qualified to modify it. , and it will not be modified, you can rest assured. "

Zhao Wuling reacted, said oh, and looked at Jiang Ye's marital status interface on the screen.

=== Chapter 55 === _

It was blank, and it seemed to be no different from what he said.

After Xiao Wang finished the demonstration, he turned sideways and asked Zhao Wuling if there was anything else he wanted to know.

Zhao Wuling shook his head and glanced at Jiang Ye who was making breakfast for her in the kitchen. He didn't know what he was thinking of. He pursed his lips and asked, " I also want to check someone's marital status. Can you check it for me? "

As Zhao Wuling spoke, he leaned over and took out a pair of earrings from the drawer of the coffee table that had not yet been opened. He gave them to her with a curved smile.

The velvet-textured box is stamped with the brand's logo.

" It stands to reason that it's not possible, " Xiao Wang looked a little tangled, but after a moment he surrendered to his inner desire and licked his lips, " Okay , Miss Zhao, but the premise is that the marriage cannot be found through the query. News to make money or do negative things or something like that. "

Zhao Wuling nodded and leaned in front of the laptop. Not knowing his aunt's ID number, Zhao Wuling had to type on the keyboard.

Thank you Wanzhi.

There were no uncommon words, so Zhao Wuling quickly selected the correct word.

Under the guidance of the staff , he pressed the search box and the system circle turned again and again. Zhao Wuling only thought that the network condition was poor at the moment.

Wait patiently, but after a few minutes , the search interface is still blank.

This time, she was not the only one surprised. Xiao Wang moved the mouse, thinking that there was a system failure.

No , usually even if the search could not find it, the marital status of people with the same name would be displayed. This was the first time she encountered this, blank, as if a blocked keyword had been triggered.

Xiao Wang studied for a while, and finally explained to Zhao Wuling with a stern expression: " Ms. Zhao, this situation should be blocked by a higher- level management information agency. My password dog authority is not enough. "

Zhao Wuling was silent for a few seconds and then said it was okay. After all, he didn't have much hope in the first place.

The semi-open kitchen is connected to the living room , and there is a faint aroma coming out, which subverts the stereotype, because Jiang Ye is the one cooking. Xiao Wang has already sketched out a plot in his mind that is comparable to Xiao Yan, and he is still reasonable. Gossip hearts and devices, farewell.

Jiang Ye walked out of the semi-open kitchen and spoke politely. He raised his eyes and said in a calm tone, " Excuse me for running. "

Xiao Wang, an ordinary employee, was flattered and waved his hands quickly: " No, no, Mr. Jiang, you are serious in your words, as you should. "

Of course it was the truth , the pay was generous enough, and there was a driver driving a luxury car to pick him up and drop him off. Xiao Wang took a selfie in the car on the way here, preparing to post it on WeChat to show off.

After closing the door , Zhao Wuling put on her slippers and sat on the white triangular stool, which was a little far away from the ground. Her feet were hanging in the air, swaying back and forth.

Zhao Wuling is almost synonymous with pampering. For example, right now, the dinner plate is less than twenty centimeters away, but Zhao Wuling lowered her eyes to look at her phone. She waited until Jiang Ye placed breakfast in front of her before casually taking the fork.

Looking at the plate, there were slices of toast with cheese and bacon. The aroma and color were alluring. The fried eggs were runny, and almost orange-yellow egg liquid could flow out when poked with a fork.

Zhao Wuling thought it was fun and poked it back and forth with a fork. Jiang also heated up the milk for her and poured it into a glass. The fragrance of milk wafted up.

Zhao Wuling took a bite of the toast and found it tasted surprisingly good. She raised her eyes and was a little surprised: " Jiang Ye, can you cook? "

Jiang Ye didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

Zhao Wuling still lowered his head, tightened his hands and touched the toast with his fork. He remembered something and asked, " Why did you call that person ... ? "

She was talking about the staff member just now.

Jiang Ye looked directly at her and said in a frank tone, " Because I don't want you to be sad. "

Jiang doesn't care about the moral bottom line . Zhao Pingnan and Zhao Mingxiu are actually the same kind of people. The overlap of power under the struggle of interests is slow and hidden, and it is difficult for everyone to keep clean.

But Zhao Wuling was raised to be kind and naive.

The suspicion that he has a wife will make her nervous and tormented. Jiang is also afraid of her tears more than anything else. If the tears are shed for him, he will occasionally fall into masochistic pleasure.

Zhao Wuling didn't speak, and Jiang Ye asked in a calm tone: " Are you satisfied? "

Zhao Wuling shook his head and said seriously that he was not satisfied.

There were still some traces of milky white on Zhao Wuling's lips. She avoided Jiang Ye's hand and wiped it off with a tissue. She looked at Jiang Ye, rarely analyzing herself.

" Jiang Ye, I don't like this feeling. "

Zhao Wuling had never cared so much about relationships before. It was easy to get together and get away easily. It was just a date anyway , and no one in London dared to seduce her like this, because she was very impatient, and her relationship with Jiang Ye was deeper than before.

I have been involved in the quagmire of negative emotions several times, wondering whether he has the same amount of feelings, almost relying on pain to determine my love.

Jiang didn't say anything. Zhao Wuling sniffed, almost crying again, his voice still had a crying sound, and the last note was hooked.

Condemn him.

" Jiang Ye, it's because you refused to confirm the relationship that I did this. You can't do this to me. "

This relationship floats like a kite, and it is up to him to decide whether it is far or near. Zhao Wuling used to be obsessed with this kind of travel, but now she feels that it is not sincere enough, making her worry about gains and losses , and almost unlike herself.

He had obviously just drank milk, but now his throat felt astringent again. Zhao Wuling blinked to hold back tears and forced him to make a decision.

" Jiang Ye, either you become my boyfriend, or you never come to see me again, and don't catch me like a kite. "

She spoke intermittently, but Jiang Ye understood. He stood up and went to hug her. Zhao Wuling quickly avoided it and looked at him with beautiful eyebrows.

" Jiang Ye, I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear what you said about having an affair or whether Zhao Wuling is the most beautiful in the world. "

Zhao Wuling kicked his suit pants with her legs and feet to prevent him from getting closer, and kissed him to get through.

" That's useless, Jiang Ye. If you don't want to, you can leave now. I won't force you. "

Zhao Wuling's feet were quickly caught by him, and he heard him muttering in a low voice.

…

In a vague and soft voice, Zhao Wuling almost revealed the truth, but when he didn't hear it clearly, he frowned in confusion and asked Jiang Ye, " What? "

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and answered her question seriously: " No, I was just thinking that there should be some ceremony. "

What ceremony?

Zhao Wuling had been fished by him for too long and could not believe it easily. He looked at Jiang Ye hesitantly.

He has good looks, suits and leather shoes, cold eyebrows, and thin white eyelids. When he was studying in Shenghua Private School, many people called him the flower of the high mountain.

The next second Jiang Ye made a move, attracting Zhao Wuling's attention.

She lowered her eyes and saw Jiang Ye, President of the Flower of the High Mountain when she was a student. Jiang Ye, whom her cousin said was decisive and decisive, was half-kneeling on one knee on the floor. He carefully put on her socks and fingertips after putting them on. He rubbed her calf, as if the warmth still remained.

Jiang Ye held her calf, as if it was a normal thing, and looked at Zhao Wuling's eyebrows from a distance. His expression was rare and boyish, and his voice was low in tone.

" I was just thinking, girlfriend, if you want to go to Ning'an Temple to burn incense. "

Girlfriend, what a beautiful word.

Zhao Wuling was a little surprised because it was rare for Yu Jiang to be so candid.

The next second, Zhao Wuling smiled because of his decisiveness. Zhao Wuling kissed him almost eagerly, kissing him from his chin to his collarbone. His shirt and suit pants became her toys one after another . Jiang also quickly changed his behavior . Lord, pick her up by the waist.

Her lips were captured , and she had no choice but to use her sense of direction to reach the master bedroom, and the door was quickly knocked open.

He didn't even have time to draw the curtains. Zhao Wuling was held by him and almost took off her thin nightgown in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. She reluctantly pulled it up and staggered down on the soft mattress. She pulled away a few inches and kissed him with a smile. Eyebrows.

Like a young child finally getting the reward he has longed for.

…

Fed up with being ignored and denied by him, her boyfriend Jiang had to make it up to her.

…

When she was satisfied, Zhao Wuling still held his neck with her hands, rubbed her nose against his face, and complained in a dissatisfied voice why he didn't agree earlier.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, wiped away the fine sweat on her forehead, and patted her back gently with his palm, letting her continue to sleep. Seeing her peaceful and cute features, he couldn't help but kiss her.

Zhao Wuling described this relationship as flying a kite, shaky and unstable, and Jiang felt the same way.

Because I was abandoned when I was young, I am now repeatedly confirming my love, looking forward and backward, fearing that she will be bored again after getting it, which will torture myself and make her feel uncomfortable at the same time.

A rickety kite is an apt description of their relationship.

only- _

But, Zhao Wuling, the string of the kite is always in your hand.

He is just a poor ghost trapped in youthful emotions, just like if Zhao Wuling told him to die.

He could only do it.

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Chapter 47 _ Jiaojin

◎ The sick look is a hundred times better than what she described ◎

It stands to reason that temples should be far away from the secular world , but Ning'an Temple is located in the bustling business district of Huaicheng , so it is a bit more smoky. It has stood in the center of the city a long time ago and has gradually become a part of this port city. .

Jiang Ye was in charge of the route and driving. Zhao Wuling was sitting in the passenger seat, holding down the mirror to check her makeup . The last time she came to Ning'an Temple was when she was in junior high school, and she came with Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun.

She had forgotten what she was praying for. Maybe it was peace?

After shaking left and right to look in the mirror, Zhao Wuling pushed the mirror up . A little curious , he unbuckled his seat belt and turned around : " Jiang Ye, you said before that you didn't believe this. "

When Fang Siyan's sister helped count tarot cards , Jiang didn't seem to mind, and later said that he didn't believe it.

After opening the car door and getting out of the car, Jiang Ye lowered his eyes to check the car door and said in a nonchalant tone: " I heard they said it's very effective here. "

He didn't want to talk about this topic. After taking a few steps in the direction of the temple, he realized that Zhao Wuling had not followed and turned back amid the noisy background.

Zhao Wuling did not move from where he had just gotten off the car , tilting his head and looking directly at Jiang Ye with his beautiful eyes .

Jiang had no choice but to turn back again and lower his eyes to look at her.

Zhao Wuling blinked, as if complaining that he didn't understand the charm , spread his palms and said coquettishly : " I have to hold hands with my boyfriend before I leave. "

Jiang Ye was not wearing a suit today, and his dressing style was somewhat casual, closer to the time when he was studying. Zhao Wuling had just caught up with Jiang Ye, and he needed a little bit of a girlfriend's sense of identity.

In fact, she found it a bit unbelievable. Jiang refused to let go despite urging him so many times. A few days ago, she gave up all hope and casually said that she had to choose between establishing a relationship or not contacting him.

=== Section 56 === _

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ye actually agreed .

Still thinking, Jiang also leaned over and made a move.

Zhao Wuling's original intention was to just hold hands.

But Jiang also held her hand and continued to move, adjusting to a position where the fingers were interlocked.

You can almost feel the faint calluses on his fingertips. The knuckles are larger than hers. The temperature of his palms is a little higher than hers and very dry.

Jiang Ye liked to hold her like this when he was studying. The airtight movements allowed him to completely hold her hand.

His possessiveness was revealed in the details. Zhao Wuling didn't notice the signal, but felt a little uncomfortable. The hand he held with Jiang Ye shook in the air, raised his head, and smiled with curved lips at him.

It's not a love affair , it's her boyfriend Jiang Ye.

…

On weekdays, there are not many tourists in the temple. They are scattered here and there. You can see the main part of the temple by climbing up the stairs.

The majestic building with bright colors is approaching late autumn, and the color of the ginkgo leaves becomes darker. The incense burner is placed on the ground in the middle, and the smell of burnt incense ashes is lingering in the smoke. Colorful prayer flags fluttering in the wind cross each other in the center of the temple.

Occasionally, I can hear unknown Buddhist songs singing in my ears.

As they approached the middle part, there were more people. Zhao Wuling was held by his hand, moving slowly among the crowd like the most ordinary couple in the world.

Finally, we stopped under the ginkgo tree, because the prayer flags were blown up by the wind, and they were just at a height where we could reach out.

Zhao Wuling's long skirt was blown up by the wind, but she didn't pay attention. She loosened her hand with Jiang Ye and reached out to explore, trying to identify the strange and different symbols on the colorful fabrics.

She was looking at the prayer flags , while Jiang Ye's attention stayed on the side of her face, staring for a long time.

Not long after, there was a commotion at the entrance of the main hall of the temple.

Someone should be performing a religious service. Young monks in gray robes surrounded the elders. The abbot in the middle was wearing a red cassock. He had kind eyes and kind eyes, holding Buddhist beads. His expression was neither sad nor happy, but he paused when passing by them.

The young monk also stopped and chanted Amitabha softly.

The smoke was filling the air, and the host had a calm expression. He seemed to recognize him and bowed to Jiang Ye: " Donor Jiang, long time no see . "

Jiang Ye didn't look surprised and nodded in return.

He didn't say much. The host stretched out his hand to dismiss the monks next to him. Zhao Wuling happened to be attracted by the excitement nearby and left the area of the ginkgo tree. It was a very common move, but Jiang Ye turned around frequently to confirm Zhao Wuling's location.

…

The host took his behavior under his eyes, saw it clearly, and said in a cryptic voice: " It seems that the donor has got what he wanted. "

Jiang understood what he meant and was surprised by the host's good memory.

I forget it was a few years after she left. There was a client from Hong Kong and Macao who wanted to come to Ning'an Temple to perform rituals after discussing business. The smell of smoke was a bit choking. The client laughed, held the incense stick as thick as his finger, bowed, and took the time to look at him. introduce.

" Jiang Sheng, don't you want one? He is well-known in Hong Kong and Macao. He is very effective. "

At that time , Zhiyuan Capital was just a small and unknown investment institution with little profit.

Jiang Ye was still renting a house and sleeping four or five hours a day. Naturally, he couldn't afford to wear customized suits, so the first project payment he received was used to offer incense.

Because the international news that year reported that there was an unprecedented large-scale influenza in London, resentment would sometimes consume him late at night, almost falling into a strange logic, hoping to die with her and become a couple.

When he woke up at dawn, Jiang Ye silently came to the temple . He was also the one who hosted the reception. He guessed from the number of donations that he had a pious faith and asked Jiang Ye which chapter of the Buddhist scriptures he liked.

Jiang also shook his head and said he didn't believe this.

The person who presided over the practice was indeed very high. He didn't ask any questions. He just turned around, lit the incense candle for Jiang Ye, and asked: " Donor, is there anything you want to offer? "

If you ask for something, you will believe it.

Jiang Ye was silent for a long time before speaking.

He said he hoped she would always be safe.

As long as she's safe, it doesn't matter if she doesn't return to Huaicheng .

Zhiyuan Capital has been simultaneously promoting business in London a few years ago, but the local capital forces are entangled and are not as easy to unblock as in Huaicheng.

…

After all, several years have passed, but Jiang Ye's appearance is refined and can be regarded as one of the best, so it's not surprising that the host still remembers him.

At this moment, with his hands clasped together, the abbot touched the beads in his hands and heard a faint voice: " Amitabha, is the donor here to fulfill his wish ? "

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, took out the check folder from his wallet , and said yes.

Things are different now, and the amount on the check is astonishing to all the hosts who have seen it.

…

Jiang Ye finally found Zhao Wuling watching the excitement near a nearby stall. She was only wearing a white skirt today and even her makeup was light, making her look pure and innocent.

The stall owner, who was carrying a pocket bag, was holding a wad of change in his hand, shouting and selling. They were nothing more than auspicious words, printed on long strips of red cloth.

Zhao Wuling found it very interesting. He lowered his eyes and flipped his fingertips casually. Jiang also came over and naturally held her hand hanging on the side.

The stall owner glanced at Jiang Ye next to him and continued selling with a business sense.

" Little sister, buy one. You can hang it on the tree over there. I wish you and your boyfriend a long and happy marriage. "

Then a piece of cloth was handed over. On the festive red background were bright yellow fonts, which read "Happy Years of Happiness".

Jiang didn't care . He took out his wallet and prepared to pay. The stall owner's face could not hide his joy.

Jiang Ye's movement was quickly stopped by Zhao Wuling.

She looked a little uneasy.

" Jiang Ye ..."

Jiang Ye stopped and turned his head to look at her.

Zhao Wuling bit her lip in confusion and explained: " I just feel that we have just ... gotten back together, so there is no need to be so anxious. "

Zhao Wuling's character is actually a bit flawed. The specific manifestation is that she almost only considers what is happening at the moment, and has an indifferent attitude towards the rest.

She was eager to urge Jiang Ye to confirm the relationship because her emotions took over. As for whether to continue to develop the relationship in depth, she had not thought about it.

Their minds were in a mess, and they felt that the blessing of a happy marriage of a hundred years seemed too heavy for them.

The stall owner's smile froze on his face.

As if blocking out the bustling surroundings , after a long silence, Jiang also put away his wallet and said.

" I know. "

Jiang was also angry. Although he didn't say it clearly, Zhao Wuling could clearly feel that he was reticent and gloomy after coming out of the temple.

Suspecting that he was angry because of the blessing banner, he remained silent all the way until he got in the car. Zhao Wuling raised his hand and put aside the satchel he had just been carrying.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and observed Jiang Ye's expression through the front view mirror. After a few seconds, he spoke.

" Jiang Ye, are you angry ? "

Jiang Ye looked calm and said no.

Today he was supposed to be at Zhiyuan Capital, and Li Yuanchuan sent a message to confirm some specific decisions.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and replied to the message.

Before she could type, she was interrupted by Zhao Wuling, her voice a little willful and spoiled.

" Jiang Ye, you can't deal with work matters when you're with me. "

Zhao Wuling really knew how to be coquettish and turned off Jiang Ye's phone screen, forcing him to only look at herself.

How much could be lost?

It must be tens of millions. Jiang didn't care. He really put his phone away and looked at Zhao Wuling seriously.

His eyes were heavy, and Zhao Wuling was a little uncomfortable with seeing him. He blinked, trying to get away with it, so he lay on his side in his arms and made sure again.

" Jiang Ye, are you really not angry? "

Her hair was a little messy, Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, reached out to help Zhao Wuling tidy it up, and asked her, " Is there any difference between the dates you and I dated when we were in London ? "

How much does Jiang Ye care about London?

Now Zhao Wuling finally dared to answer and praised him casually.

" Jiang Ye, you must be better than Allen . He is crazy and even hired someone to secretly take photos of me. I don't use Instagram now because I am afraid that he will spy on me. "

A friend in London sent me a message a few days ago, saying that Allen has been treated very harshly by his family recently , and he even stopped going to have fun.

He was also abandoned. Why didn't Allen learn from Jiang Ye who obeyed the law and etiquette?

…

Jiang Ye hummed and continued to help Zhao Wuling arrange his hair without stopping.

He didn't talk much today. Zhao Wuling was so bored that he lay half-lying on Jiang Ye's lap and looked at his mobile phone.

Yu Shuang sent a message saying that the first three phases of "Same Sex with Art : Wuzhen" have been filmed. She has just landed in Huaicheng and wants to take the time to meet Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling replied casually, and received a message from Chen Manyun the next second.

This is strange, because Chen Manyun is usually very busy studying all kinds of things about aviation.

[Ms. Chen from White Horse Club SVIP : Lingling, can you buy a game console for Nian Nian? 】

Nian Nian is the nickname of the daughter of Zhao Wuling's good friend Chen Manyun.

Her name is Chen Muchen. She is a lively little girl with an eccentric personality. She doesn't know who she looks like. She seems to have unlimited energy every day.

Zhao Wuling didn't care and replied with a "good" reply.

[ White Horse Club SVIP Ms. Chen: Okay, thank you Lingling, can Lingling help me buy another Paris doll for Nian Nian? 】

Paris doll?

Zhao Wuling held the phone and frowned, because Chen Manyun had a very calm personality and almost no typos when chatting.

Vaguely guessing that the person opposite was a child who was not yet familiar with the input method, Zhao Wuling continued to type on the phone.

[ Wuling Liang Jingjing: Nian Nian, don't touch your mother's cell phone casually. 】

[ Baima Club SVIP Ms. Chen: I am not Nian Nian, I am a mother. 】

=== Section 57 === _

Innocent and childlike, Zhao Wuling smiled with his eyebrows curled up as he exposed himself invisibly .

A few more minutes passed .

[ White Horse Club SVIP Miss Chen: Lingling, there is no need to buy it for her, I have just trained her. 】

Jiang Ye's movements stopped because of her smile. Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention and handed Jiang Ye the chat history on the phone screen to read.

" Jiang Ye, do you know Nian Nian? It's so cute. "

He talks so cutely, Zhao Wuling thought, eager to seek Jiang Ye's approval.

cute ?

Jiang Ye would be a little irritable at times like this, because he hated that others could easily take away Zhao Wuling's attention and make her laugh so happily.

Chen Manyun's daughter is as annoying as Chen Manyun.

…

Zhao Wuling wanted to say something to Chen Manyun, but Jiang Ye immediately took the phone away. He picked up Zhao Wuling's finger and observed it carefully.

There was a lot of incense ash in the temple . Zhao Wuling and Jiang Ye's fingers were both stained with light dust. Jiang Ye was very patient. He took out the wet wipes from the storage compartment in front of the car, opened them, and slowly wiped Zhao Wuling's fingers. .

Jiang Ye's knuckles were very nice, thin and slender, and now the knuckles were a little red. Zhao Wuling turned away, unable to look directly at him for some reason.

Because I saw his serious expression.

Including when he helped wipe it , the edges of the watch slightly scratched her lips.

Throwing away the wet wipes, Jiang Ye's palm finally paused slightly on her flat belly. Zhao Wuling was still calming down, leaning into his arms, grabbing Jiang Ye's shirt collar with his fingers, and sighed inexplicably.

" Don't kiss in the car next time . "

It's not Jiang Ye's fault, he tried his best to help, but Zhao Wuling still didn't feel so comfortable. He almost hit the roof of the car several times, and his forehead hurt slightly.

Jiang Ye chuckled in a low voice , his fingers stayed on her forehead, and his movements were gentle, which was considered as comfort.

—

Dining in the evening was at the revolving restaurant on the top floor of Huaicheng CBD . Jiang also booked the table, and there was violin playing, a delicate and beautifully varied serenade. The dark blue sea lay outside the window, and occasionally ships could be seen docking.

It was normal for Jiang Ye's status. Zhao Wuling didn't have a good appetite, so he put aside the exquisite French meal for only a few bites and drank some red wine to cheer him up.

The surprise happened at the checkout, when Jiang was also signing the bill. The waiter brought an ordinary small paper box, a blind box that has been very popular recently, and inside it was an uncertain cute character.

Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention, thinking it was a small gift, so he opened it casually, and what he saw was a cute cartoon character holding a tray with his hands.

It was at this time that Zhao Wuling discovered that the tray was not empty. No wonder the box felt a little heavy just now.

An almost pure pink diamond necklace, cut into an exquisite shape, the number of carats should be quite a lot, and the edge is inlaid with high-clarity white diamonds. Even the inlay craftsmanship is excellent.

The lighting pendants in the restaurant hang down, and the diamonds reflect the light that is not easy to ignore.

Zhao Wuling looked up at Jiang Ye in surprise. He was so dazzling that he could almost be noticed by others.

Zhao Wuling actually had a little bit of vanity, and was greatly satisfied at this moment.

It's not that he can't afford it, Zhao Pingnan is not short of money for business, but because of Zhao Pingbei's reasons, he can't be too ostentatious, and Zhao Wuling's expenses in London are also controlled within a certain range.

We went back to Jiang Ye's residence for dinner , which was almost like a model room. Jiang Ye was not a person who was greedy for enjoyment, and the decoration was impersonal, with simple colors of black, white and gray, and cold edges and corners of the furniture.

Zhao Wuling was supported by him, but before he even approached the bedroom, he suddenly wanted to watch TV.

She could hardly stand, but she still had the strength to boss Jiang Yeyi around, and the latter had no intention of resisting.

The tidy home and pillows were soon messed up little by little by Zhao Wuling. She changed the channel at will, turned the TV sound very high, and waited for Jiang Ye to help her peel the grapes.

In the messy and noisy room, Jiang Ye was in an inexplicably good mood. He took out the plastic gloves and helped her peel the grapes. The crystal-clear pulp was put in a bone dish and handed to her, just to feed it to her mouth.

Zhao Wuling glanced at it and grumbled dissatisfied, asking why he didn't help her remove the seeds from the grapes.

The green fruit was purchased from a special supermarket just a few hours ago. He must not have expected to be disliked at this moment. Jiang also put it aside and reached out to pick up Zhao Wuling's waist.

She was drunk, and the necklace around her neck was swaying. Her drunken eyes were more dazzling than diamonds. She kissed his chin, but her tone was a little bit bad: " Jiang Ye, are you angry? "

One aspect of her personality is that she likes to tease people a bit .

Jiang Ye's Adam's apple twitched, wondering if he was too kind to her in the car, which made her still full of energy.

After Jiang Ye helped her wash briefly, he carried her to bed, covered her with a quilt, and sat on the chair next to the bed to watch her.

After a while, Jiang stood up, took things from the study and returned. Jiang Ye quickly looked through the documents and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then he woke up Zhao Wuling. She was still sleeping. She frowned dissatisfiedly after being disturbed and asked in a daze: " What? "

Jiang Ye's expression remained normal as he replied to her: " Jewelry gift agreement. "

Zhao Wuling was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She clung to the edge of his shirt, rubbing her wrist against him coquettishly, and spoke intermittently: " I'm so sleepy, can't I sign again tomorrow ? "

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and scratched Zhao Wuling's cheek with his fingertips. Her skin was very sensitive, and slight red marks soon appeared.

" Soon, " Jiang Ye raised his hand and put his arm around Zhao Wuling's waist. Looking at her innocent expression, his attitude was rare and firm, he added to coax her, " Soon, just sign your name. "

After he stuffed the pen into his hand, Zhao Wuling hummed in dissatisfaction and struggled to sit up from the bed. His hair was still disheveled. He half-closed his eyes and pulled the document over.

She looked at it carelessly and unprepared. She didn't realize that it was beyond the thickness of ordinary documents, and she didn't realize that Jiang Ye was pressing the upper part of the document with his knuckles, leaving only the signature part exposed.

She almost relied on muscle memory to write the name, and the signature pen was thrown carelessly beside the bed.

Zhao Wuling fell back and fell asleep again. He signed his name so hastily that he failed to notice the way Jiang Ye put away the documents and looked at her from his face hidden in the shadow of the light.

The sick look was a hundred times better than what she described.

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Chapter 48 _ Jiaojin

◎ Jiang Ye, you are so kind. ◎

With the experience last time , Li Yuanchuan was already familiar with the way when he came to deliver things in the early morning . He knocked on the door and handed over the branded paper bag containing the skirt . Zhao Wuling was wearing no makeup, and the sunlight swept in, and you could clearly see the tiny velvet on her face.

Having never suffered any setbacks , Zhao Wuling's expression naturally showed innocence and childishness.

Zhao Wuling yawned, but was not embarrassed. He reached out to take the paper bag and greeted Li Yuanchuan leisurely and elegantly.

" Hello, Li Zhu. "

Li Yuanchuan did not dare to look up because from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Zhao Wuling 's naked feet and calves , which were in sharp contrast to the cold decoration of his boss's home .

It was obvious that Zhao Wuling was not used to wearing overnight clothes. He was wearing Jiang Ye's white shirt, which was baggy and didn't fit well, with his swan-like neck exposed at the collar.

Li Yuanchuan tried his best to keep his eyes on the ground and greeted politely: " Hello, Miss Zhao. "

Li Yuanchuan was not surprised that Zhao Wuling appeared here, he just thought it was interesting. It was normal for people working in finance to indulge in alcohol and tobacco. His colleagues on the other side of the ocean also used drugs and sex to relieve themselves .

But not his boss.

Jiang Ye has a very cold personality and is not very interested in many things.

This was the first time that Jiang Ye showed excessive ... fascination with women.

Footsteps came from the living room . It was unclear whether it was because Zhao Wuling was not wearing socks or because of his shirt. Jiang Ye took him back into his arms and the door was quickly closed . Li Yuanchuan's expression did not change and he turned around and went downstairs. .

According to his understanding, Jiang is still normal. After all, if he goes by the web novels his sister reads, Li Yuanchuan is now in danger of being sent to the African market.

Although Zhiyuan Capital has not yet explored the African market.

In the room , Zhao Wuling opened the paper bag. The skirt was from a brand she was accustomed to wearing. It was well cut and had a square neckline, which was perfect for wearing a necklace.

There was no mirror in Jiang Ye's living room , so Zhao Wuling ran to the bathroom, faced the bathroom mirror, put on the necklace and arranged the chain.

Holding on to the door frame of the bathroom , he raised his head and asked Jiang Ye with a smile, "Does it look good?"

Jiang was still wearing his tie when she asked the question and answered without thinking much.

" nice. "

Zhao Wuling was quite satisfied, smiled, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and turned on the front camera to take a selfie.

Zhao Wuling never turned to beauty. Her eyebrows were already delicate enough. Skin resurfacing would only weaken the recognition of her beauty. On the contrary, it would look better when shot with the original camera.

The color of the pink diamond was transparent. Zhao Wuling didn't know what he was thinking of. He stretched out his hand to touch the inlaid bracket on the back of the necklace, and also felt a depression similar to the " L" shape.

…

The photo was not retouched very much. Zhao Wuling cropped out the background and posted it to Moments.

The eldest lady finally has the desire to share, and the little followers are very observant. Their mobile phones are beeping, and within five minutes there will be dense red dot reminders.

Zhao Wuling opened it casually, and there were already three or four rows of likes under the picture in the circle of friends.

Rainbow farts are still being staged in the comments section.

[ Our Lingling is so pretty, no flaws can be seen even without makeup, she has an amazing face, and her necklace is so pretty. 】

[ Is this pink diamond six or seven carats? Our Lingling is really a little rich woman. 】

[ Wuli Lingling Fairy descends to earth. Is the color of the skirt the same color as Monet's painting? She is so good at matching it. I deserve this for my good deeds and virtues in my life. 】

【so beautiful. 】

…

It was a bit hypocritical. The sentence " so beautiful " was added by a male internet celebrity who didn't know how to add it before. Zhao Wuling was not happy and clicked to delete the comment.

Need his evaluation?

It was boring and uninteresting. Zhao Wuling regretted it a little. He had known that he would only send it to Yu Shuang.

There was a red dot on the phone again . Zhao Wuling had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he clicked on it and it showed — JY has liked your circle of friends.

Jiang Ye actually doesn't post much on WeChat Moments. He has been adhering to the principle of surfing the Internet under his real name for so many years. Even if he is simply JY , he has never posted any WeChat Moments.

Zhao Wuling held the phone and raised her eyes to look at Jiang Ye. She didn't understand his behavior. He was so close, but he wanted to like her WeChat Moments.

=== Chapter 58 === _

But he was worried about another thing. Zhao Wuling bit his lip, feeling a little uneasy and asked: " Jiang Ye, do you think I am materialistic? "

It seems a little bit like I can't wait to show off.

In fact , it can't be said about material things. It's hard for Zhao Wuling to have a concept of money. He only knows that it can't be spent easily and he can get whatever he wants.

She was accustomed to buying luxury brands , but she also knew that the jade bracelets and diamond necklaces were in good condition and were probably the products of auctions, so they were worth a lot of money anyway.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows in confusion, wondering how she could think of such an issue.

Walking near the sofa , Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, put his arms around Zhao Wuling's waist, and said no.

Jiang Ye lowered his head and kissed the hair on Zhao Wuling's forehead: " Are you drunk and have a headache? Don't think about it. There aren't many in the first place. "

Zhao Wuling pulled away a few inches and repeated suspiciously: " Really? "

Jiang Ye's tone was extremely certain, telling the truth.

Zhiyuan Capital did have some matters that required him to make the final decision. Jiang Ye touched Zhao Wuling's hair with his palms and said unhurriedly: " Lingling, why do I feel that you have been a little frugal recently? Don't make couture dresses, huh? "

Zhao Wuling was confused by the word " frugal " . She was not sure whether Jiang Ye was talking about her, but she really wanted to make a haute couture skirt. She raised her head and said, " Jiang Ye, this is not what I asked for." . "

Jiang also curled his lips and continued: " What I asked for is to invite the designer to come over when the time comes, and you two can talk about that niche poet you came across on social networking sites some time ago. "

Zhao Wuling hummed, indicating that he knew what he was talking about.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and checked again whether she had put on her socks: " You can buy a license to embroider your favorite poem on the gauze skirt, what do you think? "

…

Zhao Wuling thought it was so romantic, because he didn't expect Jiang to remember it, and raised his head to kiss his chin as a reward.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and hugged her.

Zhiyuan Capital is one of the top investment institutions in the industry, and Jiang is also the main shareholder. Not counting the scattered shares held by others on behalf of others, money is made every minute and every second.

Jiang Ye had almost no hobby of spending money. Li Yuanchuan was responsible for handling the bills. All Zhao Wuling's expenses went to Jiang Ye's private account, and the monthly amount was almost close to eight figures.

Jiang didn't care and signed one check after another.

In fact, Jiang also deliberately indulged Zhao Wuling's consumption. He even wanted her to be extravagant and wasteful, breaking jade and throwing gold, never being satisfied.

How can this be considered material?

He could afford it, he just wanted her to spend it faster than she earned it.

Zhao Wuling nestled in his arms, sniffed, and didn't know what he thought of. He changed the subject and said, " Jiang Ye, do you still remember what I told you about every year. "

Jiang also hated it when she mentioned other people's names, but she didn't show it on her face and said yes.

Zhao Wuling smiled and seemed to be in a good mood: " Yunyun will come to Huaicheng to hold a seminar in two days. I will come with her every year. Please ask me to take care of her for a few days. "

Normally, the two of us take turns cooking at home , but Chen Manyun has been extremely busy recently and has to deal with everything at work. Shen Fangzhou takes Chen Muchen to eat grilled cold noodles at noon and egg-filled pancakes at night.

Now the little girl burst into tears when she heard that her mother was on a business trip and said that she would follow her mother to find Aunt Lingling.

Jiang didn't think Zhao Wuling had the ability to take care of children, but he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere for the time being, so he agreed.

Zhao Wuling rested for a while and then started to check social platforms, planning to take Chen Muchen to an amusement park or something. He also took out a memo on his phone and said that he should remember to help buy toiletries.

Jiang Ye watched as she was still in his arms just now, and in the blink of an eye she was caring about an unrelated child, just because she was a good friend with her mother.

Why couldn't she just look at him and just love him.

Zhao Wuling was still planning when he suddenly received a call from Zhao Mingxiu. He instinctively felt guilty and made a hissing gesture towards Jiang Ye before picking up the call.

Zhao Mingxiu should be in the car, and he could vaguely hear the wind: " Hey, Lingling, where are you? "

Zhao Wuling coughed and said he was at home.

Zhao Mingxiu said oh and continued: " That's just right. I'll pick you up. My mother wants to see you. "

Xie Wanzhi's mental state has been better recently, but she still doesn't trust Zhao Pingbei and only wants to see Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling said no.

" Brother, I 'll go there by myself. "

Zhao Mingxiu didn't know what she was refusing, so he explained: " It doesn't matter. Why are you being so polite to me? I 'll be there in about fifteen minutes. "

The crux of the problem is that Zhao Wuling is not at Lanshui Mansion at all, and it is difficult to change his story suddenly.

Zhao Wuling was still thinking of excuses, but Zhao Mingxiu had hung up the phone, leaving only a beep.

Zhao Wuling hurriedly prepared to leave, but Jiang Ye held him down: " Don't worry, I 'll ask Fang Siyan to call him back to the company. "

Zhao Wuling said "oh" and thought it was feasible. He slowed down his movements and took the initiative to reach out and hug Jiang Ye, acting coquettishly.

" Jiang Ye, you are so kind. "

…

Her tone was innocent and normal, because she didn't know what Jiang Ye was doing.

Jiang didn't say anything , and slowly tightened the hand holding her. He didn't let go until Zhao Wuling cried out in pain, and said sorry in a daze.

He is bad.

Her likes , her smiles and tears are all obtained by her own planning, not by chance, nor by reunion after a long separation.

Song Shili 's words were indeed true. The Sword of Damocles hanging above his head could fall at any time. Jiang could not imagine what it would be like the day Zhao Wuling knew the truth.

So I had to tighten my arms.

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Chapter 49 _ Jiaojin

◎ I hate it when others plot against me ◎

Zhao Mingxiu called and said sorry soon after , saying that there were some thorny problems in the project that needed to be solved urgently, and asked Zhao Wuling if he could go back to his old home by himself, or ask the driver to pick him up.

Zhao Wuling raised her head and held the phone reluctantly . The edge of her fingernails almost cut the phone case. Her kneeling posture made it almost impossible for her to use any strength. She bit her lip and answered the phone in a broken voice.

Jiang Ye held her in his palm and rested his fingertips on the white area , reminding her to focus.

The start was a bit sudden . Before Zhao Wuling could react , the new skirt was almost stained again . He exhaled and inhaled and returned to Zhao Mingxiu.

" Okay, I ... will go by myself. "

Zhao Mingxiu hurriedly hung up the phone before he noticed it. Zhao Wuling's eyes were covered with beautiful red marks and he looked at Jiang Ye with some complaints.

It seemed that he was rarely observed from this angle. Zhao Wuling took a deep breath and reached out to pull his tie. The tie he had just tied was taken off again . Zhao Wuling's movements were a little clumsy and he tied Jiang Ye's wrists.

The hem of Jiang Ye's shirt slowly became wrinkled , and he indulged her behavior . He looked at Zhao Wuling in the shaky and gentle sunlight, and saw that her features were fresh and delicate.

Better than anything in the world.

Zhao Wuling was tying his tie , but was hindered by his watch during the entanglement . He lowered his head and slowly unwrapped Jiang Ye's tie. He couldn't count how many times he had been caught cold by Jiang Ye's watch.

Zhao Wuling's nails pinched Jiang Ye's arm slightly. They were beautiful, nude pink French nails. Zhao Wuling's nails were inlaid with real diamonds, which sparkled finely under the halo.

She lowered her eyes and pretended to complain unintentionally: " Jiang Ye, don't you even go to the company ? "

Isn't it a bit unfair? Zhao Mingxiu is so busy that his career is not improving, but Jiang Ye spends a lot of time hanging out with her every day.

Especially ... it's still daytime.

Jiang Ye didn't stop moving, his tone was a little low, and he replied to Zhao Wuling in a concise and concise manner.

" go. "

The work is actually not that small. I came back from Beijing in a hurry last time and the specific details need to be determined.

I'm afraid only Zhao Wuling thinks Jiang Ye's job is easy.

How did Jiang Ye tie her up so easily before ? Zhao Wuling lost patience after thinking about it for a few minutes and changed the topic: " Jiang Ye, are you sure you still want to wear a watch? "

Since they were together again, Zhao Wuling didn't care so much about Jiang Ye washing off his tattoo, but the metal edges of the watch were sometimes a bit annoying.

According to Zhao Wuling's observation, it is best for Jiang Ye to speak at this time.

Jiang didn't answer either. The symbol of silence is rejection .

Zhao Wuling thought of something again and moved her lips to his ear with an ambiguous tone.

" Jiang Ye, then when you are in a meeting and looking at your watch, " Zhao Wuling kissed his ear and broke away for a moment. Zhao Wuling smiled slyly, avoided his sight, and completed the supplement in a tone that sounded like he was really confused, " You don't want to think about it. " me ? "

Jiang Ye's residence was closer to the villa on the top of the mountain than to the Lanshui Mansion. Zhao Wuling arrived not too late and walked up the stairs holding on to the railing.

From the servant's mouth, I learned that Xie Wanzhi's mental condition was very stable, but I just saw the photo and missed Zhao Wuling a little.

Similar to what Zhao Mingxiu said on the phone, Zhao Wuling nodded and asked the servant to stop because he saw Zhao Mingxiu in the semi-open area on the second floor.

The tall figure stood opposite the mahogany tea table, with a somewhat lonely expression. On the other side of the tea table sat Zhao Pingbei, who didn't look good.

Probably to accommodate Xie Wanzhi's habits, the whole environment was low-key, dim and quiet. Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, touched the wall, walked over, and greeted Zhao Pingbei politely.

Zhao Pingbei nodded in response. When he was in a bad mood, he was actually a bit scary. He had the majesty of being in a position of superiority for a long time, and it also made people feel uneasy and oppressive.

Zhao Wuling waited for a few seconds before raising his eyes, seeing Zhao Mingxiu clearly, and then bit his lip to hold back his surprise.

There were some deep palm prints on the side of Zhao Mingxiu's face, which were deep red. You could almost see the anger of the person who did it from the red marks.

Of course, no one in Huaicheng dared to hit Zhao Pingbei's only son. Xie Wanzhi also had a gentle personality, so the answer was self-evident.

Zhao Pingbei 's peripheral vision glanced at Zhao Wuling, and then turned to Zhao Mingxiu's face. He barely held back his anger and ordered: " You find your own reasons, don't worry your mother. "

Zhao Mingxiu was a little embarrassed, but he still nodded.

Zhao Pingbei sneered and stood up holding the edge of the tea table: " Also, don't let me hear about going abroad for recuperation from her again. "

Xie Wanzhi's mental state has been up and down over the years. Sometimes it takes a while to tell the year. Zhao Pingbei doesn't believe that she would think of going abroad for no reason.

=== Section 59 === _

There was a long silence, and Zhao Mingxiu nodded after a long time.

After Zhao Pingbei left, Zhao Wuling felt more comfortable, exhaled, pursed his lips, and walked near Zhao Mingxiu.

" Brother, are you feeling better ? "

The red seal almost reached the bridge of his nose. Zhao Wuling stretched out his hand to check Zhao Mingxiu's wound.

It was originally a very ordinary move. After all, they were cousins and the two families had frequent contacts. Zhao Mingxiu and Zhao Wuling had a good relationship.

But now, Zhao Mingxiu quickly ran away and looked away from Zhao Wuling, saying it was nothing. .

Leave just as quickly.

Xie Wanzhi was still resting, and the servants could not easily go to the second floor. Zhao Wuling stood alone in the corridor of the second floor, looking puzzled.

It is probably speculated that Zhao Mingxiu wanted to send Xie Wanzhi abroad to recuperate, but his uncle did not agree.

What puzzled Zhao Wuling was that it was just a discussion. Logically speaking, Zhao Pingbei shouldn't be so angry.

—

The doubts persisted until Chen Manyun was picked up at the airport two days later.

Chen Manyun was wearing a khaki thin trench coat, pushed his suitcase and landed in Huaicheng, meeting Zhao Wuling at the airport pick-up gate.

The little girl following her had not yet grown taller. She was wearing a complete set of sportswear and had a bun. Her black grape-like eyes rolled around and looked around. Finally, she looked up at Zhao Wuling and said hello in a sweet voice.

" Good evening, Aunt Lingling. "

" Good evening every year. "

Zhao Wuling knelt down to hug her and said with emotion: " We have grown so big every year. "

It seemed like I couldn't even speak clearly when I last met.

She looks cute and cute .

Chen Manyun smiled bitterly and warned Zhao Wuling not to be fooled by Chen Muchen's appearance.

It is already difficult to deal with cats at an age when they hate dogs, and Chen Muchen has an extra quirk.

I don't know who he looks like .

Back to Lanshui Mansion together, Chen Manyun took out Chen Muchen's things from the suitcase, checked them off on the list, and casually told Zhao Wuling what to pay attention to.

Zhao Wuling didn't think there were any technical problems in taking care of the child, so he nodded nonchalantly to reassure her.

Still thinking about it, Chen Muchen held the melted chocolate in his hand and threw himself into Zhao Wuling's arms, hiding it and refusing to get up.

Chen Manyun sighed, instantly possessing the majesty of a parent, and said: " Nian Nian, get up, what did mom tell you? "

Her original intention was to tell Chen Muchen not to go too far.

But children have the most sensitive minds, and they have probably guessed that the person taking care of her these days is Zhao Wuling, who is not strict at all.

Turning a deaf ear to his mother's words, Chen Muchen continued to rely on Zhao Wuling: " No, Aunt Lingling smells good . "

Zhao Wuling lowered his head to smell it, and realized that it was the perfume on his body that attracted the children.

Just as he was about to explain, Chen Muchen put the chocolate aside and said a strange " eh " .

Soon, Chen Muchen turned around and showed Chen Manyun as if he had discovered a new world: " Mom, my aunt is injured. It hurts. "

The expression was not fluent , but it was barely understandable. Zhao Wuling also lowered his head and saw the red marks on her fair skin. The place where they appeared was also very clever. Just now, Chen Muchen pulled her clothes and accidentally exposed them. .

The adults ignored her, and Chen Muchen continued on by himself: " It won't hurt if I give it to my aunt every year. "

Chen Manyun looked up at the so-called " wound " and quickly reacted .

He found an excuse to send Chen Muchen to do the homework assigned by the school teacher.

When the room became quiet again, Chen Manyun opened his mouth to confirm: " Lingling, are you and Jiang reunited? "

It could only be Jiang Ye. After all, Chen Manyun had chatted with Zhao Wuling before. .

Zhao Wuling nodded: " Yes. "

Chen Manyun didn't look surprised and pursed his lips: " I didn't expect you to agree . "

After all, she also understands Zhao Wuling's Three-Minute Heat personality, not to mention Jiang Ye who she got when he was a student.

Zhao Wuling didn't know how to explain it, so he spoke vaguely: " Yun, Jiang Ye is a little different now. "

I can't say the specific difference, but Jiang Ye is obviously more fascinating than when he was in middle school.

Chen Manyun paused and continued to ask: " Then do you want to settle down with him ? "

Zhao Wuling frowned and hesitated for a long time without coming up with an answer.

It was indeed Zhao Wuling who was eager to confirm the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend before , but she felt that the relationship seemed to be very good now.

There is no pressure. Zhao Wuling is a person who enjoys life in time and has not thought too much about it yet.

Chen Manyun nodded, and when he lowered his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking of, and asked: " Lingling, do you still remember your transfer student classmate in the first year of high school? "

The topic jumped too quickly, but Zhao Wuling still answered: " Remember. "

Zhao Wuling's deskmate, a transfer student in her first year of high school, was a somewhat clever person. He arrived early to find out about Zhao Wuling's preferences, and then deliberately chatted casually in front of her.

At first, Zhao Wuling really thought they were talking about the same topic, so he paid more attention to him, but then he suddenly confessed to Zhao Wuling.

When he refused, Zhao Wuling felt a little regretful, feeling that he had lost a good friend.

Later, when the truth was revealed, Zhao Wuling knew that he had a plot and approached him deliberately.

Chen Manyun figured out her attitude and said meaningfully: " Maybe it's because he likes you. "

Although he didn't know why Chen Manyun mentioned it, Zhao Wuling quickly thought of the bad memories, and his expression became even more disgusting.

" So what , I hate it when others plot against me. "

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Chapter 50 _ Jiaojin

◎ Why not give him a watch ◎

Zhao Wuling quickly realized what Chen Manyun meant when he said not to be deceived by Chen Muchen's appearance . The little girl was really quirky, she often had strange ideas and was extremely energetic.

The gallery has some things to deal with in the past two days , and Zhao Wuling hasn't had time to take her out to play yet.

Chen Muchen's small sky-blue schoolbag also contained a thick set of oral arithmetic question cards. Chen Manyun requested that he finish them all, otherwise he would not be able to explain them to the teacher after the holiday.

The braids that Zhao Wuling helped Chen Muchen to tie were a bit messy , and some frizzy hair was exposed on his forehead. The little girl didn't complain at all, she accepted it calmly, and sat on the chair obediently to write arithmetic problems.

Chen Muchen's appearance is almost a replica of Chen Manyun , with bright black and clear almond eyes , as delicate as a doll when quiet .

Zhao Wuling breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head to look at his phone, checking the information about the auction of "Sour Fruit" sent by Wang Yiqiu.

In short, after several price increases, it was collected by an unknown buyer. Wang Yiqiu said that the fee would be credited to Zhao Wuling's bank card after paying taxes.

Zhao Wuling didn't pay attention and replied a few words casually. When he looked up again, Chen Muchen, who was doing his homework seriously, had already closed the book, pouted, and was playing with a pencil.

When Zhao Wuling saw it, he curved his lips and smiled. After a moment, he remembered Chen Manyun's instructions and asked, " Nian Nian , have you finished writing ? "

The movement was interrupted by a sudden sound . The pencil left a gray mark on Chen Muchen's cheek and rolled onto the table, making a noise.

The little girl grabbed the pencil and raised the exercise book towards Zhao Wuling , her tone cheerful.

" Everything is written! Auntie, please help me check and sign , and then we can go out and play with cars. I want to play with cars. "

Zhao Wuling didn't study very well when he was studying, but he could still cope with addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. When he picked up the exercise book, he saw the pencil handwriting and Chen Muchen's writing was a little hard, almost leaving traces on the paper.

Zhao Wuling touched her head and began to check.

2 + 9 = 20

4×5 = 9

…

Zhao Wuling was silent for a few seconds before he accepted that the little girl in front of him, who couldn't even add or subtract correctly, was the daughter of the top scorer in the science college entrance examination in Huaicheng. She didn't look like her, but she did look a lot like her daughter.

Zhao Wuling pondered for a few times, with a bit of confusion in his tone: " Nian Nian, what is two plus nine? "

Chen Muchen held the pencil and lay on Zhao Wuling's lap, making a milky sound, but he was very sure: " Twenty, auntie. "

Afraid that Zhao Wuling wouldn't believe it, Chen Muchen continued counting with his fingers: " One, two, three ... seven, eight, nine, ten, twenty, thirty ..."

Zhao Wuling didn't say anything. Chen Muchen laughed first and handed the pencil to Zhao Wuling: " Auntie can't even do this, stupid. "

Zhao Wuling suppressed laughter and put away the pencil: " Niannian, wait until your mother comes back and let her check you out. "

Chen Muchen shook his head: " No, my mother always said that I did something wrong, and my father also said that I was wrong. Auntie, please sign for me, sign for me. "

Zhao Wuling couldn't stand the little girl's coquettishness and helped correct a few outrageous answers before signing her name in the lower right corner. This was the school teacher's request.

Checked , Zhao Wuling.

After not writing for a long time, Zhao Wuling held the pen and frowned as fragments of his signature flashed in his mind.

Has she signed anything lately?

The fragmentary memory was too incomplete, so Zhao Wuling didn't take it to heart. He put the exercise booklet on the table, held Chen Muchen's hand and went out.

…

It was already evening when they came back , and Zhao Wuling took Chen Muchen out to eat fast food. The child was still at the stage of being interested in everything, so he went home happily, holding the small toy given by the fast food restaurant and refusing to let go.

Chen Muchen was watching cartoons on his iPad in the guest bedroom . Zhao Wuling was a little tired after a busy day. He sat in the living room, rested on the pillow and yawned uncontrollably.

I casually observed when I was bored . Jiang had just tidied the living room that day, and now it seemed a little messy again.

How could Jiang Ye's residence be so clean?

=== Chapter 60 === _

Finally coaxing Chen Muchen to put down his iPad and wash up in the bathroom, Zhao Wuling took a deep breath and realized how difficult children were. No wonder Chen Manyun couldn't cope with it.

When the doorbell rang, Zhao Wuling guessed who it was. He stood up and glanced in the direction of the bathroom before walking to the door.

Just as she thought, it was Jiang Ye and Li Yuanchuan . Before Zhao Wuling could react, Jiang Ye had already entered the room and closed the door behind his back to block Li Yuanchuan's sight.

The shadow fell with his movements, and the smell of alcohol could be smelled. Jiang Ye didn't even have time to take off his suit jacket, he grabbed Zhao Wuling's chin and kissed her, eagerly entwining her lips and tongue.

The slightly rough palms had already touched her back, untied the restraints , and touched her waist. Zhao Wuling was a little surprised, but still conscious, she turned her face away, and pushed her away from his embrace.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Zhao Wuling reached his hands behind his back and buttoned them up. He was breathing hard and his face was a little red. As he moved, he explained: " Niannian is still here. I'll see you when I come out soon. "

The alcohol made Jiang Ye's reaction slow down a bit. He lowered his eyes and picked up Zhao Wuling after thinking for only a moment.

His movements were a little impetuous. He carried her into the master bedroom and put her down at the door.

Jiang Ye put his hands on the wall behind Zhao Wuling and slowly looked at her levelly. His voice sounded like it was through the fog. He was indeed enduring. His dark eyes were deep and he asked seriously.

" Can we kiss now? "

Zhao Wuling licked his lips, convinced that Jiang was really drunk, and his voice was broken.

" Yes ... it's okay. "

The kiss immediately fell on her ear . Jiang Ye regained his patience in his movements, kissing her little by little from the earlobe to the shell of her ear. It was slow and moist. Zhao Wuling half-closed his eyes and put his hands around his neck. He lifted her up first and led her. Urging him with tears in his eyes.

Between kisses, he asked Jiang Ye intermittently: " Why are you here today ? "

Jiang Ye usually doesn't come to Lanshui Mansion after socializing because he smells of alcohol and is afraid that Zhao Wuling will take care of him. Today is a rare exception.

Jiang Ye held her waist with his hand and said with the other hand, " I miss you. "

Just after the party, the party discussed the division of the spoils. The people attending the party were also elites, accompanied by supermodels and female celebrities. Power and sex were equal and exchanged for a moment. Jiang was not interested in this kind of occasion and kept smoking alone.

When he lowered his eyes , he saw the watch and thought of her words.

Almost instantly , her lips, her kiss , her warm body and breath were sketched in my mind.

Zhao Wuling was so kissed that he lost his sense, but still gasped: " I just saw him on Wednesday. "

It seems like it's only Friday today, what's there to think about?

Jiang Ye laughed softly and did not refute her.

Zhao Wuling raised her head, eager for his kiss, but it didn't happen. Jiang Ye, drunk and patient enough, asked, " Want to kiss ? "

Zhao Wuling nodded randomly and urged him.

" with who? "

Zhao Wuling frowned, what and who.

His voice was neither fast nor slow, hoarse with desire : " Who do you want to kiss? "

How could Jiang Ye be so patient despite knowing everything ?

Zhao Wuling burst into tears: " With you, with Jiang ... hurry up. "

After being comforted, like a reward for her correct answer, Zhao Wuling was also good at kissing. She kissed him back, moved between swallowing, kissed his thin and white eyelids, stumbled, and whispered into his ear, hoping that he would take her back to bed, Because I could barely stand.

Chen Muchen's voice came from across the door , calling his aunt.

" Jiang Ye, are you, " Zhao Wuling heard vaguely, pulled away from his emotions, and confirmed with Jiang Ye, " are you calling me every year? "

Jiang didn't hesitate and replied to her: " No, you heard wrong . "

The sound outside became a little louder again, so clear that it seemed as if it was right in my ears .

Zhao Wuling struggled to move: " Let me go first, call me every year, and I'll go see her. "

Jiang Ye's tone was serious, he pinched her chin and used force within Zhao Wuling's acceptance range, and his tone was serious when he kissed her.

" Don't look at her, look at me. "

Soon being picked up, Jiang Ye's shirt became wrinkled, completely controlling her posture.

…

Feeling dizzy, Zhao Wuling almost forgot about Chen Muchen outside, and kissed Jiang Ye's chin flatteringly, begging him to be gentler. .

Naturally, it didn't work out. The last memory she had before falling asleep was Jiang Ye kissing her, and Zhao Wuling was so sleepy that she didn't even want to move her fingers.

I was just thinking, why is Jiang Ye so energetic when he is drunk?

It was midnight when Zhao Wuling woke up again . The curtains blocked out the light well, but it was still dark.

Zhao Wuling was thirsty and habitually called Jiang Ye, but belatedly realized that he was sleeping and groped for it on his own.

The moonlight on the bedside was turned on, and Jiang Ye handed over warm saline. Zhao Wuling was held in his arms and drank the water slowly.

Finally, speak up.

" Jiang Ye, are you still awake? "

Jiang Ye hummed and put the water glass aside.

Now that they were both awake, Zhao Wuling leaned on his shoulder and asked, " What time is it? "

" Three forty-five. "

Zhao Wuling sniffed, his legs were still a little sore, and when he thought of something, he asked him: " Jiang Ye, you don't seem to like Nian Nian very much ? "

Jiang also quickly replied: " No. "

It's not that I don't like her, I just hate that others can easily attract Zhao Wuling's attention and eyes.

You will fall into a state of irritability and emptiness.

Jiang Ye rubbed his hand on the top of her hair and lowered his eyes: " Don't you think you are paying too much attention to her? "

Just because she was the daughter of a good friend, Zhao Wuling devoted so much attention to Chen Muchen.

Comb her hair , feed her porridge, and be a qualified elder.

Jiang was never willing to let her do this.

Zhao Wuling didn't understand what he was talking about, but found it very interesting. She turned around, rubbed her body next to him, and kissed Jiang Ye's chin: " No way, she's just so busy, I'll take care of her for two days. How old is she? Eat A child's jealousy. "

Jiang didn't respond , but reminded Zhao Wuling: " If you still want to sleep, don't move. "

The dormant beast seemed to be waking up. Zhao Wuling was so tired that he didn't dare to act rashly. He moved away a little. When he was about to leave completely, he was restrained by Jiang Ye, who put his wrist on the back of Zhao Wuling's neck.

Always sober after a good rest, Zhao Wuling thought of the recent date again.

" Jiang Ye, your birthday is coming soon. How do you want to spend it? Can I help you make arrangements? "

In fact, I only found out the specific date by searching the terms, but Zhao Wuling consciously hid it.

Jiang didn't care too much: " I want to be with you, nothing else matters . "

Jiang didn't celebrate birthdays very often. Zhao Wuling helped him celebrate when he was studying. There were empty campus benches, low-quality strawberry cake with flavor, and Zhao Wuling who was not sincere. Later, Zhao Wuling The mist spirit abandoned him.

That was his only birthday.

There was no celebration after that .

—

It's Chen Manyun's turn to preside over a new round of space launch projects, and he has to bear pressure from all aspects.

It was a rare day for her to have a rest today, and she was going to take care of Chen Muchen by herself. Chen Manyun still had a work badge hanging on his chest that he had not had time to take off, and he looked a little tired.

Zhao Wuling was helping to clean up. He lowered his eyes and checked the bill. He raised it and confirmed with Chen Manyun: " Yunyun, I'm not very luxurious, am I? "

After all, Jiang also said that she was very frugal.

Chen Manyun looked up: " Let me take a look. "

Chen Manyun flipped through the white cardboard bill and commented tactfully: " It's quite a lot. "

Zhao Wuling was not very satisfied: " Really? Jiang ca n't say much. "

It's not surprising that Jiang Ye said this.

Chen Manyun paused and answered truthfully: " Then ask Jiang if he is interested in sponsoring the launch of our aerospace project. The monthly maintenance fee is about the same as what you spend. "

…

Zhao Wuling understood, his eyebrows sank with disappointment, and he put away the bill.

While talking, Chen Muchen ran out of the guest bedroom and threw himself into Chen Manyun's arms, still holding a small truck toy in his hand.

Chen Manyun asked with a smile.

" What's wrong? Nian Nian, did you have fun with Aunt Lingling ? "

" Happy. " Chen Muchen nodded vigorously. After two seconds, he frowned and added, " But Uncle Jiang doesn't like me. "

Children's senses are the most acute and they can distinguish The emotions of those around you .

Chen Manyun pursed his lips, unable to explain to Chen Muchen, so he had to hold his daughter and pat her back gently.

Jiang also disliked Chen Manyun, not because she was deliberately targeting him, but because she had an impatient, cold look and hostility that could be sensed by just a few observations. She had been used to it since she was a student.

Zhao Wuling smiled sheepishly, first complained about Jiang Ye's strange mood, and finally said casually: " His birthday is in two days, and I don't know what to give him. "

Chen Manyun pursed his lips, glanced past Chen Muchen's wrinkled face, thought of something, and suggested in a nonchalant tone.

" It's better to give him a watch. "

Jiang Ye seemed to have been wearing the watch for a long time. Zhao Wuling suddenly realized that it seemed to be a good choice.

Zhao Wuling has already opened the official website to make a rough selection. Chen Manyun was just joking casually, but now it seems that Zhao Wuling ... I don't know?

When I was studying in Bauhinia Gardens, there was a saying that said, " It's easy to get into Tsinghua University, but it's hard to pursue Jiang. " This is enough to prove how famous Jiang is. Among his failed suitors, there were three high school students.

From the perspective of bystander Chen Manyun, there is another version of Jiang Ye's tattoo removal.

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Chapter 51 _ Jiaojin

◎ Did you not remove the tattoo, or did you get another ex-girlfriend's name tattooed on it? ◎

The site for the space launch had originally been determined , but due to environmental pollution problems at the original site , the plan was temporarily changed.

Chen Manyun was the main person in charge of the project. He also had to attend the press conference and explain the new plan to higher-level departments , so he only had one day's rest. Later, he was very busy again.

Considering Chen Muchen, Zhao Wuling and Yu Shuang made an appointment at the shopping mall near Lanshui Mansion . Yu Shuang had no objection . When they met, he knelt down and pinched Chen Muchen's cheek with a smile.

The latter smiled so hard that his dark eyes narrowed, and he shook his head and said hello: " Hello, aunt. "

" How about you. " Yu Shuang's voice softened unconsciously , and he chatted with Zhao Wuling when he stood up , " Your friend's child is so cute , not like those naughty children who yell. "

Chen Muchen looks like a polite child.

Zhao Wuling, who was almost exhausted after taking care of the little girl for several days , nodded with a wry smile and said nothing.

After chatting for a while, the three of them sat in a Hong Kong-style afternoon tea restaurant, with brown-colored lights shining on the table.

The service staff pushed over the child safety seat, and Chen Muchen sat quietly in it. Zhao Wuling asked for a cone for her. The little girl's eyes lit up, she held the spoon and lowered her head, carefully consuming the ice cream.

Zhao Wuling took the time to ask Yu Shuang a few questions about the variety show.

The original intention was to chat , but unexpectedly Yu Shuang clicked his tongue and said in a broken voice: " No, I have only recorded a few episodes . I will record the next one in Huaicheng in two days . Anyway, I have given up hope. "

Zhao Wuling held the straw and took a sip of the drink , then raised his eyes and looked at her: " What's wrong? "

Yu Shuang's sour plum ice was a bit too sour, and her expression wrinkled: " Forget it, I was originally planning to rely on this program to become a small hit, but now I can only pray that the program team will not edit randomly. "

Yu Shuang's straightforward personality has attracted fans on the Internet, but she also suffers a bit in this kind of recorded program. Zhang Wanwan switches between the two faces with great skill, and Yu Shuang can't always control her yin and yang.

" By the way, " Yu Shuang added, not knowing what he was thinking of , " Zhou Fan, the one who recorded the show, kept asking me about you. "

Zhou Yifan?

It sounded a bit familiar. Zhao Wuling went through it in his mind, reluctantly found the memory related to this name from the corner, and spoke.

" What did he ask you about me? "

Yu Shuang shrugged: " Just ... asking if you are single or something. "

I guess seeing that Zhao Wuling's family is rich and pretty, he was a bit interested in it.

Zhao Wuling was not surprised and did not ask any more questions. However, Yu Shuang could not hold his breath and took the initiative to speak: " Lingling, don't you want to know how I answer? "

Yu Shuang glanced at Chen Muchen to make sure there was no risk of teaching the children bad things, and continued tentatively: " I said Mr. Jiang is your boyfriend. "

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, pinched the straw, and smiled without denying it.

Yu Shuang understood her meaning instantly , and his tone became a little higher, and he was sure: " Lingling, have you really caught up with me? "

…

Yu Shuang wanted to ask for more details, but Zhao Wuling refused on the grounds that it was not suitable for children. She lowered her head in annoyance and watched the rosemary leaves in the glass float with the liquid, and finally stuck to the wall of the glass.

" His birthday is in two days, and I don't know what to give him. "

Zhao Wuling had never given gifts to men before and didn't know how to choose. He turned around and asked Yu Shuang for his opinion: " How about the watch ? "

" Give it whatever you want. "

Yu Shuang also thought the watch was good and continued to add: " Lingling, as much as Mr. Jiang cares about you, believe it or not, even if you give him a piggy bank, he will cash the money from Zhiyuan Capital into a check and deposit it in it. . "

…

The last one was a gift selected at the Swiss watch counter on the second floor . Zhao Wuling took a fancy to the style at first glance across the display cabinet. It was a silver-white watch with exquisite workmanship. There were more precise mechanical hands on the dial for timing.

Zhao Wuling asked the teller to help make the bag more beautiful, and received a straightforward reply.

It will be Jiang Ye's birthday soon. Zhao Wuling's original intention was to surprise Jiang Ye by thinking of his residence, but he started to have trouble at the door. What is the password?

Zhao Wuling came here many times, but he had never paid attention to it before. Now he was a little confused. He wanted to find an excuse to call Jiang Ye, but he also felt that it was a bit cover-up. Jiang Ye would definitely guess it in an instant.

Zhao Wuling frowned, put down the cake and the gift bag containing the watch, lowered his head, fiddled with the password lock himself, and entered it at will.

Jiang Ye's birthday?

—Oh , the password is wrong.

The cold mechanical prompt sounded. Zhao Wuling bit her lip, took out her mobile phone to search for the founding date of Zhiyuan Capital, and entered it while looking at the screen.

—Oops , the password is wrong, please try again in thirty seconds.

Still not right.

Zhao Wuling was a little discouraged. He really couldn't think of any other important days to use as a password. His patience almost ran out in the thirty seconds of waiting, so he entered his birthday without any hope .

—Dip , the password is correct, welcome home.

A slight sound of mechanical gear rotation was made.

Zhao Wuling held the handle, looking a little surprised. He couldn't believe that the door had been opened. Jiang Ye's door code was his birthday.

When did he secretly change it?

…

When Jiang Ye returned to the room , he saw this scene and stopped in his tracks.

The lights in the living room, which should have been dark, were turned on with warm colors. Zhao Wuling was wearing a haze blue silk skirt, lying on her side on the pure black sofa, with her seaweed-like hair hanging down.

Her fair and bright eyebrows are hidden inside.

It had only been a few weeks, but Zhao Wuling's traces were already everywhere here.

There are ginger slippers next to the sofa , curling irons and makeup remover in the bathroom, her hairpins are scattered in the cabinet next to the bed, and her nightgown is placed in the corner of the wardrobe where Jiang Ye hangs his suit.

Jiang was also used to being tidy, but he also liked the way Zhao Wuling messed up the room little by little.

Almost the same scene as in his dream .

Walking over, Jiang Ye caught a glimpse of the cake that was casually placed on the coffee table. He possessed it and was about to carry Zhao Wuling to bed.

Zhao Wuling had been sleeping soundly to begin with, but when he touched her, she woke up. She opened her eyes while half asleep, still adjusting to the light.

" Jiang Ye, are you back? "

" Um. "

Jiang Ye answered concisely and concisely : " You continue to sleep, and I will carry you in. "

" Need not. "

Zhao Wuling struggled to sit up, drowsily holding him, her voice a little blurry: " I'm not sleepy, I'm just going to sleep for a while. "

Zhao Wuling rubbed his eyes and thought of something. He looked up at Jiang Ye and said, " I don't have any makeup , do I look bad? "

It was a bit uncomfortable, she just took it off.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows and kissed her forehead: " No. "

She is the best looking.

Jiang Ye actually didn't understand the meaning of Zhao Wuling's makeup. In his opinion, Zhao Wuling was equally beautiful without makeup.

Zhao Wuling lowered his head and saw that the carefully prepared skirt had become wrinkled. Needless to say, the cake must have lost its original shape.

Everything was different from what Zhao Wuling had originally planned. Zhao Wuling was so aggrieved that he wanted to shed tears and vent his frustration.

He grabbed the hem of Jiang Ye's shirt with his hands and used a little force with his nails: " It's all your fault Jiang Ye, why are you back so late? "

Her eyes were a little moist , and she continued to accuse Jiang Ye: " You made me wait for you for so long. "

Jiang Ye raised his hand to wipe away her tears and admitted frankly : " My fault. "

In fact, it was his birthday after midnight, and Jiang didn't expect Zhao Wuling to come.

After Zhao Wuling finished venting her anger, her sleepiness almost disappeared. She sat up with her hands on her hands and reached for her phone to check the time.

Eleven fifty.

Fortunately, he didn't miss it. Zhao Wuling sat on the coffee table, opened the cake, and blew the candle on it, but he couldn't find the match.

Jiang also took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the candle with the flame jumping .

It was still strawberry cake. Jiang Ye didn't seem to have any special preferences. Zhao Wuling guessed that she might be the only one to eat the cake in the end.

Zhao Wuling sniffed, thinking of another child who liked to eat cakes, and said: " Jiang Ye, was picked up every year. "

Chen Manyun's mother picked her up and wanted to develop a relationship with her granddaughter .

Jiang also hugged her and said yes.

" I miss her a little bit, " Zhao Wuling put her fingers on the coffee table, looking a little lonely, " I'm still a little used to it. "

Although taking care of Chen Muchen is a bit tiring, Chen Muchen is quirky and is the daughter of a good friend. Zhao Wuling has a lot of affection for her and even suspects that she suffers from separation anxiety.

Jiang Ye frowned unhappily and reminded her: " Today is my birthday. "

Can you please not give your attention to others?

Zhao Wuling understood what he meant, was amused, and kissed his chin: " I know, today is Jiang Ye's birthday. "

Zhao Wuling had a strong sense of ritual and asked Jiang Xu to make a wish.

In the firelight, Jiang Ye's expression remained cold. Looking at Zhao Wuling, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

After blowing out the candles, Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Ye with his bright eyes: " Jiang Ye, whatever else you want to do, I will accompany you today. "

Zhao Wuling felt a little guilty. He had indeed neglected Jiang Ye a little bit in the past two days because of Chen Muchen's matter.

Jiang was also very straightforward. He looked at her, raised his hand and loosened his tie: " I want to do it with you. "

She had been thinking about it since she sat next to the cake just now.

The strawberries on the cake were very sour, perhaps deliberately to balance the cream. Zhao Wuling took a fork and tasted it, then put it down because it was sour, and was quickly kissed by Jiang Ye.

Of course, it was not a successful birthday. From cutting the cake to making a wish, nothing went according to Zhao Wuling's original plan.

=== Chapter 62 === _

the cake is of good quality or not . The white cream was finally applied to Zhao Wuling's equally white waist, and Jiang could taste the sweet creamy taste.

After finally wiping it off with a wet wipe , Zhao Wuling was a little afraid of the cold. Jiang Ye held it in his hand to ensure that it was warm before touching her skin. The latter's skirt was scattered on the sofa and she felt that the place was tight.

Zhao Wuling almost lost her mind after being kissed by him, so she moved away and hooked his neck: " Jiang Ye, guess what gift I will give you? "

Jiang Ye held her calf in his hand and said casually: " What? "

Zhao Wuling quickly struggled out of his arms and went to the coffee table. She hooked up the gift bag with her little finger and put it in his arms again before opening it.

Taking out the box containing the watch, Zhao Wuling looked eager to be praised, opened it, and handed it to him with a smile.

" New watch. "

Jiang Ye's watch is a classic model and must have been worn for many years. Zhao Wuling thinks it may need to be replaced.

Jiang Ye's expression didn't change. He took it and put it on the coffee table, saying thank you.

Zhao Wuling frowned: " Jiang Ye, don't you like it? "

" I like it , " Jiang Ye's voice was harsh, and he tightened his arms around Zhao Wuling, " Thank you for helping me prepare. "

After getting his affirmative answer, Zhao Wuling raised her lips again and kissed him: " Can I help you put it on? "

Swiss watches, she inexplicably felt were very suitable for Jiang Ye.

" I'll change it tomorrow . "

Jiang Ye stood up as he spoke, holding Zhao Wuling in his arms and preparing to enter the master bedroom.

Zhao Wuling frowned dissatisfied, stretched out his hand to push him, and continued to act coquettishly because today was his birthday: " I'll change it for you . "

Jiang didn't say anything either .

Zhao Wuling thought she knew what he was minding: " Jiang Ye, I don't care if you wash off the tattoo. We were already separated at that time, and you have no obligation to keep it. "

" Um. "

Zhao Wuling touched his wrist and said, " Can I change it for you, Jiang Ye? It's time for us to have a new start. "

Jiang Ye pulled away, took the watch from the coffee table, and stood some distance away from the sofa: " I'll change it myself. "

His posture when changing his watch was a bit strange. He turned sideways and hid in a place where the orange light could not reach it.

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, raised his eyes, and finally realized something was wrong: " Jiang Ye, what's wrong with your wrist? "

After changing, Jiang Ye's expression returned to normal and said it was nothing.

Zhao Wuling stared at him and said, " Jiang Ye, why don't you dare to show me that you didn't wash off your tattoos, but you still tattooed the names of other ex-girlfriends? "

The answer is not what was asked .

Jiang also spoke and said, " It's over. "

He said nothing, hugged Zhao Wuling again, ignored her struggle, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead.

Zhao Wuling struggled to avoid it and repeated as if asking for more information: " I ask you what's wrong with your wrist, Jiang Ye, do you only want to do this kind of thing with me? "

Zhao Wuling's previous relationships had never been like this. She had a vague feeling that Jiang Ye might not be the same as when she was studying, but this relationship was almost painful like self-destruction. She guessed his behavior and figured out his thoughts.

Zhao Wuling used to be obsessed with traveling, but now she resents his lack of understanding.

Zhao Wuling pulled away and repeated word for word: " Jiang Ye, I don't like it . I don't like you hiding things from me. "

…

It was rare that they were in bed and did not do anything. Zhao Wuling turned her back to him. After a long time, she choked and spoke in the silence.

" Jiang Ye, I think we need to calm down. "

Need to separate for a while.

Zhao Wuling turned her back to him and sat up with her hands on her hands. The thin blanket slipped down, revealing the slender butterfly bones on her back. She reached out her hands, enduring the discomfort, to grab her dress.

" I leave. "

Jiang Ye figured out her intention in the next second , stood up, covered her with the thin blanket again, started to put on her coat, lowered his eyes to look at the soft top of Zhao Wuling's hair, and continued in a hoarse voice.

" It's cold outside, I'll go to the company, you go to sleep. "

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Chapter 52 _ Jiaojin

◎ Sharp, tough, and can see blood instantly. ◎

There is still the lingering fragrance in the room from the burning candle , mixed with the sweetness of the cake .

Zhao Wuling buried her face in the pillow and frowned uneasily because she smelled the cold smell that belonged to Jiang Ye on the thin blanket.

The thick darkness is suppressed little by little , and the silence becomes more sober.

After a long time, Zhao Wuling sat up on the edge of the bed. The temperature of the air conditioner was a little low . She held her forearms, her eyes were a little sore, and she looked forward with a vacant look.

After getting out of bed, Zhao Wuling was not used to wearing socks . Jiang Ye's apartment was covered with pure gray soft carpet when she came here for the second time , and walked to the window .

Zhao Wuling also felt that his intuition was weird , and he opened the curtains with his fingers, revealing a mist.

No wonder I felt cold just now. It's rainy in Huaicheng. As the seasons change, autumn rains come more frequently, and the cold air seeps in from the edges of the glass windows.

Perhaps due to work reasons, Jiang Ye's residence pays more attention to privacy.

At a glance, one can almost only see the green branches and leaves swaying in the wind and rain, and the dim yellow street lights are on , depicting the shape of the wind and rain.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and saw the black Maybach parked quietly under the streetlight in the night . There was someone in the driver's seat of the car , because Zhao Wuling vaguely saw Scarlet and knew that he was smoking.

Zhao Wuling didn't like the smell of cigarettes , and Jiang never lit a cigarette in front of her.

So many nights, when a passionate kiss fell on her ear, Jiang Ye's face was still aloof and clear, and Zhao Wuling occasionally confused him with President Jiang from his student days.

Through the hazy mist, drizzle, and the obstruction of glass, Zhao Wuling couldn't see his expression clearly, but she knew that Jiang was also looking at her.

It had always been like this. Jiang Ye seemed to have been very patient since he was a student. He liked to stare at her expressionlessly, so meticulously that he could look at the small brown mole on her neck for a long time without feeling that time was wasted at all.

Zhao Wuling's tears fell on the glass together with the rain outside. He held the phone so hard that his knuckles turned white. He saw a white light in the black car downstairs.

Toot— _

After the call was connected, neither of them spoke. The electromagnetic sound of breathing could be heard. Zhao Wuling's eyes were red and his voice was a little choked before he spoke.

" Jiang Ye, come up now and explain to me what's going on with your tactics. Let's make peace and stop quarreling. "

Today is his birthday, and Zhao Wuling doesn't want to quarrel.

…

Jiang was silent on the phone for a long time before replying.

" Remember to turn up the air conditioning temperature. "

Zhao Wuling pressed the hang-up button before Jiang Ye finished speaking. The phone was a new model that had just been released, and she smashed it to the ground with all her strength.

There was a dull sound due to the carpet, and Zhao Wuling watched coldly as the screen of the limited-edition mobile phone was smashed.

She didn't understand why Jiang Ye didn't want to say that it was just tattoo removal.

I don't even understand what went wrong in this relationship, which makes people who love each other torture each other, more like a pair of resentful couples.

When Zhao Wuling wanted to check the time the next day, he discovered that his cell phone had been broken by him. Jiang also left near early in the morning. He left in such a hurry that he didn't even take his wallet with him.

Zhao Wuling picked it up without any intention of respecting his privacy. He opened it and found that Jiang Ye even kept his wallet neatly organized, with cards and check folders arranged in categories, and scattered cash prepared for convenience.

Zhao Wuling rummaged around indifferently and saw the developed photo on the right side of the wallet. It was very small and was placed at the innermost side of the wallet. Zhao Wuling pinched it with his fingers before pulling it out.

I realized it was a photo of myself.

To be precise , it was a photo of herself sleeping. Her hair was messy, her eyes were closed, she was sleeping soundly, her cheeks were still a little red, and there was no beauty in it. Zhao Wuling couldn't quite tell when this was, but she felt a little disgusted with Jiang. The photo didn't look good on her either.

The composition is too random.

Although it was Jiang Ye's home, Zhao Wuling took her time to wash up and messed up the neat room again. She didn't care and went to the CBD mall in Huaicheng to spend money.

The eldest lady even has a bad temper and has traces of growing up in a wealthy family. She likes shopping. Most of the time, she doesn't even unpack the packaging, but only satisfies her shopping desire when buying.

All the tellers knew her, and the store manager poured her some Yiquan water, then turned around and told the clerk to put up a temporary suspension sign and receive her in person.

The clerks gathered around her . Zhao Wuling was not very interested, lowered his eyes, and did not want to try the back. There were clerks who were similar in size to her to help demonstrate, and let Zhao Wuling check the results one by one.

Even so, Zhao Wuling's patience only lasted a few minutes. He waved his hands, lowered his head, looked at the shopping book, selected items, made random sketches, and turned the pages quickly.

" I don't want this, and this one, and I want all the other styles. As for sizes, I want sizes 25 and 35. That's it for the time being. I'll send it to Lanshui Mansion. "

Some are limited editions, but if Ms. Zhao wants them, she can't say they are out of stock.

It was the first time for the new clerk to receive Zhao Wuling. He was not surprised in time. The store manager was not surprised. He said hello and neatly put away the book: " Miss Zhao, do you have anything else to ask? "

" It's nothing, " Zhao Wuling bit his lip. After two seconds, he remembered something. He took out Jiang Ye's wallet, randomly pulled out a card and handed it to the store manager, " By the way, remember to swipe this card. "

Zhao Wuling obviously seemed to be in a bad mood. The store manager didn't dare to ask any more questions. He took it with both hands and went to pay with his card.

The store manager helped reserve a seat at the French restaurant upstairs, but Zhao Wuling had no appetite and was picky about the bread before the meal, so he simply ate the appetizer and left.

There was an art exhibition in the side corridor downstairs of the shopping mall . Zhao Wuling was bored and bought tickets in the exhibition hall.

Because it was a working day, there were not many people in the exhibition hall.

Postmodernist painter, the entire exhibition hall adopts a more simple and clear line style, with clear black and white, and white pillars. Zhao Wuling walked around inside with his bag, looking up at the huge original paintings.

The tourist standing behind was wearing a plaid shirt and very casual gray trousers. He was admiring the painting seriously, but he accidentally saw something and his eyes turned to Zhao Wuling's neck.

Peng Yu reached out and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose , his eyes lingering on Zhao Wuling for a long time.

The observation gaze was too naked and a little offensive. Zhao Wuling felt uncomfortable in an instant, quickened his steps, and escaped from the other party's sight.

=== Chapter 63 === _

Peng Yu frowned, chased after him, clicked his tongue, and finally remembered the reason for the look in front of him, and asked to confirm: " Celia ? "

Celia is Zhao Wuling's English name, but it is only used when studying abroad in London and when signing paintings. Zhao Wuling turned around and frowned because he could not remember the identity of the person in front of him.

Logically speaking , knowing her English name, she should have an impression.

Zhao Wuling tilted his head and looked at Peng Yu's plaid shirt with a puzzled expression: " We met in London? "

Is it a party at school or a small Chinese circle?

Peng Yu waved his hand and watched as London's information continued to help him determine Zhao Wuling's identity. He introduced himself eloquently.

" You don't know me. I studied in Tsinghua University for my bachelor's and master's degrees, but I know you. Your Instagram name is Celia , and your nickname is ..."

What is Jiang Ye's tattoo?

Peng Yu clenched his hands into fists, knocked on his forehead, retrieved the memory from his mind, and added: " My nickname is Lingling. "

Zhao Wuling frowned and suddenly remembered that he and Jiang Ye went to meet Fang Siyan, and the other party quickly called her name.

She stretched out her hand to tidy up the broken hair around her ears , and said uncertainly: " Are you Chen Manyun's classmate too? "

Peng Yu shook his head: " I know Chen Manyun, from the Aerospace Academy, and now works for the Space Administration. "

He paused, saw the necklace around Zhao Wuling's neck, and added in a faint tone: " But I am Jiang Ye's roommate. "

No ordinary person can be admitted to Tsinghua University . In a place where throwing a brick can hit two city champions and three provincial champions, a new chain of discrimination will naturally arise. , Jiang, who was recommended for the gold medal in the IMO competition in advance, is also at the top of the discrimination chain.

Without him, international competitions in basic disciplines would only produce one gold medal winner every year.

Peng Yu was only admitted to the national level competition with reduced scores, and did not even qualify for the training team. He found out the composition of the dormitory members on the first day of school.

An ordinary provincial top scorer in the college entrance examination, Jiang Ye and Fang Siyan were the gold and silver medalists in the IMO competition respectively, as well as himself.

Jiang Ye caused an uproar in the school just after he entered school, firstly because of his face, and secondly because Jiang Ye entered school in September, and then won the gold medal with perfect scores in the IMO competition.

Tsinghua Mathematics Institute is a game for geniuses, but Jiang is also a leader among geniuses.

Peng Yu likes to observe the so-called perfect characters showing their flaws little by little. It is his little hobby. After the military training, Peng Yu's observation of Jiang Ye officially began.

The conclusion is that Jiang is also a perfect person. No matter in every aspect, he is neither arrogant nor impatient, self-restraint, and even very abstinent . He passed another roommate and his " teaching materials " without changing his expression several times. .

Jiang was also far ahead of them in academics . They were battling with disgusting linear algebra, and Jiang was studying differential equations with his tutor and publishing core C journals.

Jiang was also a person with no shortcomings. Peng Yu quickly concluded that the only habit he could observe was that Jiang also liked to look at ins software. This was not a bad habit.

But many times, Jiang Ye held the screen of his mobile phone in a daze , and Peng Yu observed that the interface on Jiang Ye's mobile phone was not what he imagined .

It's Chen Manyun's ins , the number one in the aviation academy. She herself is very low-key , but thanks to her boyfriend who loves to show affection, she is still famous.

Oh, I see, Jiang Ye has a crush on someone named Hua Youzhu.

Peng Yu instantly sketched out the rugged story of a love triangle in his mind. He clicked his tongue a few times and felt sorry for Jiang.

The situation at that time was obvious. Chen Manyun from the Aviation Academy and Shen Fangzhou from the Academy of Design were model lovers from high school to college. From Peng Yu's point of view, Jiang probably had little chance.

But Jiang Ye also had a very strange crush on someone. He passed by Chen Manyun many times and walked by with a cold face without looking away.

It's rare to catch up with this.

Peng Yu is a pure fun-loving person and is occasionally willing to create opportunities for Jiang Ye and Chen Manyun to be alone.

It's quite a bit like trying to hurt your roommates.

After " accidentally " locking Jiang Ye and Chen Manyun in the same classroom for an hour without causing any sparks for the third time , Peng Yu finally understood the situation.

Jiang Ye has a crush on Chen Manyun's good friend, whose English name is Celia . Because he is studying abroad, he uses ins . Jiang Ye registered a new number and analyzed Zhao Wu's likes and interactions with Chen Manyun. Ling's social account.

Peng Yu soon followed the clues and found them.

Intermittently, I pieced together the image of a girl that Ideya has a crush on. She is a rich second generation, very beautiful, and studied art in London. Judging from the blog posts on Instagram , it may not have connotations.

Obviously, he and Jiang have nothing in common, but love is unreasonable, and Jiang is also somewhat crazy about Zhao Wuling.

Pay attention to Zhao Wuling's updates at all times.

The turning point happened around Christmas of a certain year. The reason Peng Yu remembers clearly is that he bought a bunch of flowers made of Ping An fruit for his girlfriend in those two days, which were very expensive.

Jiang Ye suddenly showed a passion for money, writing programming, doing experiments, and having a reputation as a famous school and outstanding personal ability. Jiang Ye could easily get some projects.

In short, it is all projects that can get the fastest settlement.

Jiang Ye also sold two patents at a low price because he was anxious for money. Fang Siyan couldn't believe that this was Jiang Ye's decision and repeatedly persuaded him.

Obviously , Jiang Ye's patent definitely exceeds that price, and he is not short-sighted.

Jiang was also very determined.

Puzzled, Fang Siyan and Peng Yu soon found out the reason for Jiang Ye 's abnormal behavior—

Perhaps out of love, Zhao Wuling liked a certain luxury brand's jewelry announcement on Instagram .

A diamond necklace that looks very exquisite , the concept drawing is brilliant, and the price is naturally not cheap.

Just a like, Jiang Ye's execution was amazing, and he quickly bought the diamond necklace.

Peng Yu and Fang Siyan were speechless together.

They are both men in science and engineering, and they also study mathematics. The essence of diamonds is carbon. Consumerism and the companies that monopolize diamonds give them prices, and the brand effect adds to them.

It is impossible for Jiang not to know, but he is still willing to pay for it.

Jiang Ye bought a plane ticket to London before Christmas Eve . Peng Yu kept his face secret and secretly wondered if Celia could do witchcraft , which made Jiang Ye so fascinated by her.

According to his understanding, if a high-level flower like Jiang Ye flew to London just before Christmas and brought expensive gifts, if he were Celia , he would not be able to help but agree .

…

But Peng Yu guessed that the subsequent results might not be good.

Because on the second day after landing in Huaicheng, Jiang Ye borrowed a scalpel from the senior brother who changed majors in the previous session.

Sharp, tough, and instantly bloody.

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Chapter 53 _ Jiaojin

◎ I don't want you to pity me ◎

Zhiyuan Capital's corporate culture has the habit of celebrating employees' birthdays . Jiang Ye rarely attended. Even Lin Xiao's birthday party just showed up and left .

However, Jiang Ye is generous enough when paying the bills without causing too much pressure or discomfort to employees after work . He is the perfect boss.

Jiang Ye himself never celebrates his birthday. It is said that it is because of family reasons. The employees don't ask their bosses much about things . Of course, they work as usual on Jiang Ye's birthday.

Lin Wei hurried past with her ice cream , raised her hand to look at her watch, and looked at the still quiet and deserted dedicated elevator room, surprised: " Li Zhu , isn't Mr. Jiang here yet? "

It's a bit counterintuitive . After all, Jiang has always been punctual , and it makes no sense for his boss to think of celebrating his birthday so late in the year .

Li Yuanchuan glanced up and then lowered his head and continued to sort out the information. It was no surprise that Jiang didn't like birthdays either, but Zhao Wuling didn't necessarily.

In the past, he came to work as usual because Jiang Ye was alone and had no special hobbies. Now that Wen Xiang Runyu was in his arms, Li Yuanchuan was even prepared that Jiang Ye would not come all day.

Lin Wei was still feeling strange , while Li Yuanchuan smiled and said nothing.

Before he could continue to elaborate on his theory , the office door was suddenly opened by the owner from the inside . In Li Yuanchuan's imagination, it was Jiang Ye who was warm and fragrant and had no time to come to work.

He was still wearing a suit . He didn't have time to change into yesterday's tie . Jiang Ye's expression didn't change much . He glanced at Li Yuanchuan from the corner of his eye and said in the same tone as before: " Tell Lin Xiao to call the risk control department for a meeting later. "

Li Yuanchuan was so surprised that he didn't nod in time and was stunned for a few seconds before he responded.

Li Yuanchuan arrived early enough and didn't notice Jiang coming upstairs at all.

So, Jiang also came to the company last night?

There is also a lounge in Jiang Ye's office, but the conditions are relatively simple. In the early years when he was busy, Jiang Ye often stayed overnight in the company.

A rare thing.

Jiang Ye quickly closed the office door after giving instructions. Li Yuanchuan couldn't figure out whether his boss was quarreling with Miss Zhao or whether Jiang Ye was simply here to handle the company's affairs. He decided to do his part and convey it to Lin Xiao seriously.

When he entered the office to report to Jiang Ye, he observed Jiang Ye's expression. There was no sign of happiness or anger. Li Yuanchuan helped deliver the folders and tentatively said: " Mr. Jiang , do you want to help you book a restaurant seat for Miss Zhao? "

Li Yuanchuan was referring to the famous Michelin French restaurant in Huaicheng, which Zhao Wuling liked very much.

Jiang didn't say anything. He raised his eyes and glanced at Li Yuanchuan. The latter understood in an instant and decisively shut up, not daring to mention it again.

It seemed that he shouldn't talk too much, and the pressure that followed made Li Yuanchuan a little breathless.

He bit the bullet and continued to report: " Mr. Jiang , there is one more thing. The bank found that the consumption on your card was a bit abnormal. I called to ask if I need to temporarily freeze it for you. "

Jiang Ye's bank card had just been used to withdraw nearly seven figures in ten seconds at the CBD mall in Huaicheng , and the number was still rising.

It moves almost faster than the stock market.

Mainly because it didn't match Jiang Ye's previous spending habits, so the bank manager didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly came to ask.

Jiang Ye hummed, obviously knowing the whereabouts of his wallet, and without stopping to flip through the information, he told Li Yuanchuan: " No need, tell the bank not to set a limit. "

In the huge conference room, Lin Xiao had a water glass on his hand. He didn't understand why Jiang Ye was eager to hold a meeting.

Yawning, Lin Xiao turned his head with interest and listened to his subordinate's risk control officer Xiang Jiangye explaining the reasons for the failure of the project with a joking expression.

It doesn't matter how big the project is, even Lin Xiao himself sometimes fails in risk prediction, but Jiang Ye, who is used to calmness in risk control, now looks at his face and thinks that he has made a huge mistake.

He explained in a panic , unable to speak a single sentence, and his voice trembled when he called Mr. Jiang, for fear of angering him in the next second. After all, Zhiyuan Capital's salary package is one of the best in the entire industry, let alone being fired for fault. It will also affect your next job.

Jiang didn't want to pursue the matter, but he was indeed annoyed by him. He raised his hand, loosened his tie, and his tone sounded a bit warning.

" I don't want to hear an explanation . You'd better shut up now, or you can go to HR to get your resignation subsidy. Do you understand? "

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Finally getting quiet, Jiang also leaned back on the chair, his eyebrows relaxed. He was interrupted by the noise outside for a few minutes before he could calm down, and there was a blur of real superman.

Jiang Ye raised his eyes, suspicious that because he had been paying attention to Zhao Wuling recently and neglected management, people outside dared to make noise at this time.

Lin Xiao also vaguely heard some noise. He leaned on the edge of the chair, leaned his head sideways, frowned, and was ready to let Li Yuanchuan solve it.

There was indeed a commotion outside . Zhao Wuling had a cold look on her face. She was wearing a new skirt she had just bought at the mall. She liked it very much. She immediately cut off the tag and walked into Zhiyuan Capital with a Morandi-colored bag in her hand. Office building.

The receptionist recognized her as the cousin of the person in charge of Rongxin Technology. Without stopping her, Zhao Wuling went straight upstairs from the elevator. After reaching the floor, she turned around and asked where Jiang was too.

Lin Wei knew her and said in a gentle tone: " Miss Zhao, please wait a moment. Mr. Jiang is in a meeting. If you need anything, I will convey it to you. "

" No need, " Zhao Wuling looked around and continued, " I ask, which conference room does Jiang hold the meeting in? "

Before waiting for an answer, Zhao Wuling saw Lin Xiao's side face through the blurred lace glass, shook off Lin Wei's guiding hand, and walked straight over.

Lin Wei's eyes were shaken for a moment before she could see her movements clearly, and she stopped her in an anxious voice: " Hey, eh, no, Miss Zhao, Mr. Jiang is in a meeting. "

The consequences of disturbing Jiang Ye are often not good. Lin Wei frowned, because he was not qualified to stop her, turned his head, and placed his hope in Li Yuanchuan.

In exchange for a wry smile from the latter.

Li Yuanchuan did have this authority, but he didn't dare to stop it.

Are you kidding me? In the tens of billions of cooperation between Jingbei and Xiaorui, Jiang Ye could rush back just because of a phone call from Zhao Wuling. What is this kind of ordinary meeting now?

After retracting his thoughts , Li Yuanchuan turned around and stopped the security guard who came over after hearing the noise. He waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing serious.

The surrounding employees were busy with their own affairs, but Zhao Wuling's sudden intrusion attracted their attention and unconsciously looked in Zhao Wuling's direction.

Li Yuanchuan cleared his throat and reminded them to work hard. The majesty of the president's special assistant was still there, and the semi-open office area soon became quiet.

The initiator of the commotion pushed open the door of the conference room. Zhao Wuling's eyes were a little red. He didn't speak at the door and just looked at Jiang Ye.

Lin Xiao was also surprised, his eyes wandering back and forth between Jiang Ye and Zhao Wuling.

Feng Control, who had been scolded just now, had never met Zhao Wuling before, but he thought this might be an opportunity to show off. He stood up and explained to Zhao Wuling: " Miss, we are in a meeting. "

Zhao Wuling lowered her eyebrows and scratched the corners of her eyes with her fingers. Her skirt swayed slightly, and she said in an indifferent tone: " Then let's adjourn the meeting. "

She was so good-looking, but there was something wrong with her brain. Feng Control almost lost control of her expression , frowned, and moved her lips, ready to say something.

But the next second his immediate boss stood up.

Jiang Ye tugged on his tie, his face was calm, and his aura still made people dare not look directly at him. His tone was calm and he said the meeting was over.

He walked into the office with Jiang Ye , and the blinds were lowered, blocking the eyes and whispers of the employees outside.

Jiang Ye, perhaps aware of Zhao Wuling's softened attitude, put his hand on her waist, and the fingertips of his other hand touched her eyes.

Gently wiping away a few tears from Zhao Wuling's eyes, he even lowered his voice and asked Zhao Wuling, " Were you unhappy while shopping just now? "

Zhao Wuling shook his head, feeling too uncomfortable to speak. He buried his forehead on his shoulder and used his expensive and neat white shirt to wipe his tears.

Jiang Ye couldn't touch her tears, and his movements were a little awkward. He hugged Zhao Wuling and slowly tightened his arms.

Jiang Ye's tone was rare and gentle, as if he was coaxing her : " Don't cry, Lingling, what's wrong? "

Zhao Wuling's lips moved but didn't say anything. He was stunned for a few seconds, swallowed hard, his throat was sore, and said, " I just suddenly thought that I forgot to return your wallet. "

She took a few steps back, took out Jiang Ye's wallet , and handed it to him.

Jiang also reached out his hand to take it without knowing what was going on .

Zhao Wuling lowered her eyes and looked at his left wrist. He was wearing the new watch she gave him yesterday. It suited him very well. It was dignified and cool. She knew how to untie it because she had practiced at the counter before and wanted to change it for him herself. .

Almost at the moment Jiang Ye took the wallet, Zhao Wuling reached out to unlock his watch.

The next second Jiang Ye realized that he had withdrawn his wrist, but before he had time, Zhao Wuling's big tears fell on his wrist and the dial of the watch. The temperature was scorching, and Jiang Ye's wrist was caught by her.

Zhao Wuling couldn't control his strength, and his nails were about to dig into Jiang Ye's wrist.

Jiang Ye quickly turned sideways, lowered his hands, and tried to block it with his body, but failed. Zhao Wuling's fingers tightened little by little, and tears welled up because he could see his wrist clearly.

I have heard Peng Yu tell me the whole story, and I have done psychological training thousands of times on the road, but nothing is as shocking as seeing it now.

With tears streaming down her face, she saw his almost sickly white wrist. The L engraved in the middle was intact , but the edges had faded slightly as time passed.

Jiang did not wash off the tattoo, but there were winding and mottled scars around the tattoo, which healed at different speeds. There were correspondingly dark and light colors on the wrist, and the shape of the healed wound was a bit hideous.

After hiding to no avail, Jiang Ye quickly caught the watch dangling in the air, fumbled to put it on, and raised his eyes because he was afraid of scaring Zhao Wuling.

Tears streamed down Zhao Wuling's face, and he shook his head in a panic, his voice choked with sobs: " Jiang Ye, I don't know. "

She was too young at that time to think that she had played with his feelings. It was natural for her to think that Jiang would let go of his paranoia about her. She didn't want to face it, so she chose to leave without saying goodbye.

she does not know.

Jiang Ye raised his hand and put it in front of her cheek, trying to wipe away Zhao Wuling's tears, but failed. Her tears gushed out and could not be wiped away.

Did he tell Zhao Wuling?

Watching her cry was as painful as cutting one's wrists and injuring oneself.

Jiang Ye was the first to discover his psychological problems. Although he successfully passed the routine psychological test at the beginning of the semester, many symptoms were enough to diagnose him. Jiang also found a psychiatrist outside the school to prescribe tranquilizers for him .

Jiang also started taking excessive amounts of sedatives at that time. Occasionally there would be side effects, but Jiang would not show them. He was very good at playing the role of a model student and a normal person.

During the day , Jiang Ye went in and out of his tutor's office and library. He was calm and self-possessed, without any mistakes, but he was slowly rotting from the deepest part.

Mental illness brings with it a strong tendency to self-destruct. Jiang also got a scalpel and an anatomy-related book from a senior who changed his major.

The scalpel was sharp and shining with silver light. The medical book introduced the blood vessel distribution and physiological structure of the human body in detail. Jiang Ye was very capable of learning. He could identify the veins and arteries on the wrist and calculate the maximum amount of blood loss that could be tolerated.

He never thought of committing suicide because in his heart he always felt that he could continue to love her.

But it was also difficult to stop resenting, so many times Peng Yu and Fang Siyan were studying in the study room, and Jiang was also in the quiet dormitory, taking out a sharp blade and applying force to his wrist, as if he could not feel the pain, and watched bit by bit. Blood gushed out, or wounds that had healed were cut repeatedly to counteract feelings for her.

Jiang Ye carefully controlled the extent of his self-mutilation so as not to affect the academic meeting the next day , and also avoided the tattooed name of Zhao Wuling. There was a tattoo shop in the alley next to Tsinghua University, and Jiang Ye passed by it every week. I haven't thought about tattoo removal.

Because she was afraid that the gods and Buddhas would be angry, they would no longer protect her.

On Christmas Eve when he returned from London, he was in so much pain that he took out a sharp knife as usual. He couldn't control it because he was so angry. Peng Yu and Fang Siyan went back to bed after self-study. They found Jiang Ye unconscious due to excessive blood loss and sent him to the emergency room. .

The necklace that was not given away was later owned by Zhao Wuling. He happened to be wearing it today and met Peng Yu who was on a business trip to Huaicheng. The other party was deeply impressed by the necklace and thought that she and Jiang had reconciled. He repeatedly begged Zhao Wu to Cherish the soul.

He had never seen Jiang Ye with such strong emotions. He was sent to the emergency room on a snowy day in northern Beijing. Jiang Ye was unconscious and called for help. Peng Yu frowned, lowered his head and leaned into his ear.

Finally heard clearly.

Calling Zhao Wuling by his nickname.

Zhao Wuling leaned in his arms, tears were about to burst. She grasped him with her fingers and murmured to herself: " Jiang Ye, you never said that. "

She didn't know that her lover was so paranoid, so stubborn that he despised life.

The love of others is not worth mentioning, it is mediocre and disappears with the wind. Jiang Ye's love is the most precious diamond. When Zhao Wuling was young, he used it as a capital to show off and as her trophy.

As time corrodes other people's emotions little by little, becoming rash and insincere, Jiang Ye's love washes away in the torrent of time and space , still shining brightly.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, hugged her, and answered her with a harsh voice, rarely honest.

" I don't want you to pity me. "

He didn't want Zhao Wuling's feelings for him to be mixed with sympathy and pity, even though—

Even though Jiang Ye made a pious wish like a child yesterday in the light of burning candles .

I hope Zhao Wuling will love him forever.

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Chapter 54 _ Jiaojin

◎ I am happy with you ◎

The tightly sealed blinds blocked the view of outsiders . Zhao Wuling confirmed with Jiang Ye again and again that his office was soundproof, and then he felt relieved and sat on the office table with red eyes.

Zhao Wuling's hands were propped on the edge of the table , and the hem of her skirt lay on the dark tabletop, like the swaying tail of a goldfish.

Jiang was also good at comforting her. The force of his touch would not make her uncomfortable , but it also made Zhao Wuling feel that he cared about her. Just like at this moment, Jiang put on his watch again and pinched her calf with his palm.

Real and definite temperature , with a little bit of delicate itch.

Zhao Wuling still has a scratch on her calf from when she was in Wuzhen. The wound itself has healed . She has been undergoing medical aesthetics, but it is inevitable that there will still be a faint scar. As long as you look carefully, you can always see it. .

Zhao Wuling saw Jiang Ye's eyes lingering on her scars, and moved unconsciously, looking at Jiang Ye's watch.

Just being scratched on her calf made Zhao Wuling feel uncomfortable for a long time. She couldn't imagine how the scar on Jiang Ye's wrist was caused, and how it slowly healed under the watch.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows , noticed her expression , pulled down the cuffs of his white shirt a little , blocked it, and asked Zhao Wuling if he was scared.

Zhao Wuling shook his head and sniffed . The skin near her eyes became tight due to tears . Jiang Ye had just taken out a wet wipe to wipe her. Now there was still a little water stain on the eyelids.

She turned her head and looked outside. After a few seconds, she suddenly said: " Jiang Ye, can you ask Li Yuanchuan to buy a birthday cake. "

Jiang Ye raised his eyes, pressed the call button on the table without hesitation, and ordered Li Yuanchuan.

Li Yuanchuan graduated from a prestigious university, and now doing these things of helping to send messages and deliver things seems to be a bit cheap.

Occasionally he wants to do something valuable, but every time he sees his tax-paid annual salary, he always sighs symbolically, "Our company hired me, and I will continue to do my job as an assistant."

Even now, although Li Yuanchuan was not sure about the emotional changes between his boss and Miss Zhao, he abided by his duties and hurriedly bought a cake from downstairs. I don't know if it was a coincidence, but it was also a strawberry cake.

Zhao Wuling saw the red fruit lying on the cream from the transparent packaging of the cake. She reached out and untied the ribbon of the cake box. Her movements were inexplicably solemn and she reminded him: " Jiang Ye, you didn't eat cake this morning. "

She thought that Jiang should also have a happy birthday.

Jiang Ye actually didn't like this, but he still stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles on Zhao Wuling's skirt.

Zhao Wuling took out the cake fork from the paper bag given by the store, and reached out to tear open the outer packaging bag. The quality was too good, but Zhao Wuling used all his strength without tearing it open, and threw it aside impatiently.

=== Chapter 65 === _

He simply pinched the strawberry with his fair and slender fingers. The tip of the red fruit was stained with white cream. It took Zhao Wuling two seconds to remember that Jiang didn't like sweets. He took back his hand and licked the cream away with the tip of his tongue.

The plump fruit was brought to Jiang Ye's lips in the next second. Before he could react, Zhao Wuling's lips followed.

The sweet and sour fruit was crushed and flowed between the lips and teeth, and the juice flowed down the outline of Zhao Wuling's neck.

Kankan stopped.

Jiang had also received three strawberry cakes, but this was the first time he had truly tasted the true taste of the red fruit.

Zhao Wuling was still taking a deep breath when he pulled away, lowered his head, rummaged in the paper bag, folded the birthday hat given by the cake shop into its shape, and helped Jiang Ye put it on.

The office is deserted and impersonal, with jumping numbers and difficult red and green curves, but her eyebrows are deep and clear. From this angle, her outline and bones look even better than when she was young.

Zhao Wuling wiped his hands randomly with a wet wipe, spoke in a serious tone, looked directly at him, and spoke.

" Jiang Ye, happy birthday . "

This blessing was actually the second time I said it today, but this time the tone was extra serious.

Zhao Wuling's birthday memories include grand fireworks and expensive gifts.

Jiang Ye's memory fragments are of his parents who were arguing endlessly and bizarre and absurd dreams.

After today , there should still be the taste of Zhao Wuling and the sour and sweet fruit.

The kiss was natural. Zhao Wuling held the corner of the table and was distracted to grab Jiang Ye's wrist. His fingertips touched the watch a little bit and almost slipped in from the edge of the silver watch.

Jiang Ye's movements obviously paused, and Zhao Wuling did not move. She continued to press his wrist, the tip of her nose touched his eyebrows, and kissed the bridge of his nose. Her voice was a bit like being soaked in mist, and she called his name.

" Don't do anything that hurts yourself again. "

Jiang Ye hummed and continued to move, slowly tightening his arms.

The cake was put aside just now. After receiving his affirmative answer, Zhao Wuling curled his lips and smiled with satisfaction and continued.

" Jiang Ye, are you happy today ? "

I really want to know the answer to this question, after all, today is his birthday.

" I'm happy with you . "

It has nothing to do with birthdays.

Jiang Ye answered nonchalantly and pinched Zhao Wuling's chin with his hand, telling her to concentrate on the kiss.

I am happy with you .

It was rare for him to speak straightforward words of love. The more Zhao Wuling watched, the happier he became. She continued to kiss his eyebrows and hummed about herself.

" I like being with you too . "

Jiang didn't answer anymore .

…

After cleaning the gun and misfiring, he found that there was nothing to use. Zhao Wuling grabbed his fingers uncomfortably. .

In fact, I originally bought a lot, but Jiang Ye has been very energetic recently, so they have used up all of it.

Zhao Wuling was a person who wanted to enjoy life in time. He kissed him randomly, reached out to unbutton his shirt, and explained incoherently.

" It doesn't matter, I'm in the safe period. "

Probably, maybe .

Jiang Ye was still patient, his eyebrows were stained with lust , and he frowned in disapproval , forgetting that Zhao Wuling didn't even have a complete grasp of biological knowledge.

Jiang Ye was indeed very good at being patient. With his hands under Zhao Wuling's skirt, he controlled her emotions with his movements.

After getting the reward he deserved, Zhao Wuling even lost his temper a lot. While sweating heavily, he went to kiss Jiang Ye: " Jiang Ye, are you afraid that I will get pregnant? "

Zhao Wuling's body was a little unstable and he stumbled. Jiang Ye grabbed his waist and transferred his weight to him. Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and took the opportunity to act coquettishly towards him.

" If you are afraid that I will get pregnant, you should move more gently. "

It was so deep every time that Zhao Wuling couldn't bear it. His toes spasmed several times, causing pleasure and pain at the same time.

Jiang didn't understand what the weight of the action had to do with what she said, but he still instinctively agreed to her.

Jiang Ye's hands stretched out from under her skirt . Jiang Ye's knuckles were shiny because of the moisture. Zhao Wuling only glanced at them and looked away. He couldn't believe that these hands were signing the contract just now, but now they were doing something unhealthy under her skirt. thing.

" You 're pregnant, " Jiang added, not knowing what he was thinking , " You 're pregnant, what will happen? "

…

" I don't know. If you're pregnant, you might have to ..." Zhao Wuling took a deep breath, almost speechless, and managed to complete the sentence, " You must be responsible. "

Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun could not accept being pregnant out of wedlock.

When Jiang Zai heard the word " responsible " , he wavered and passed by, making Zhao Wuling think there was hope, but he quickly left.

After a few seconds, Jiang Ye raised his hand and put his suit jacket on Zhao Wuling.

Jiang did not plan to have a child with Zhao Wuling. Firstly, he was worried about her health. Secondly, Jiang also learned a lesson from Chen Muchen.

As just the daughter of a good friend, Zhao Wuling had already invested time and energy into being sad after Chen Muchen was picked up by her grandmother.

Jiang also didn't like anyone occupying her attention and eyes, even his and Zhao Wuling's children.

He hoped that Zhao Wuling could only love him when he looked at him.

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After a while, it was almost time for Zhiyuan Capital to get off work. Zhao Wuling was glad that her skirt today was long enough to cover her embarrassment.

I couldn't bear it when I returned to the elevator room at Jiangye's residence . Fortunately, it was one elevator for each apartment, so there weren't many people waiting around.

Zhao Wuling didn't understand the situation very well since he went upstairs. He was hugged by Jiang Ye and kissed him. Jiang didn't look at the way. He fumbled to open the fingerprint lock and pressed Zhao Wuling against the wall in the next second. The kiss left her breathless.

Until someone cleared their throat in the supposedly silent living room, making a sound in the silence.

Zhao Wuling noticed it first, paused, and fled from Jiang Ye's arms in a panic. He stood holding the wall and stretched out his hand to straighten the dress that Jiang Ye had almost taken off. His movements were a little too fast, and he was restrained. was untied.

Zhao Wuling blushed a little and hid behind Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye looked very calm, raised his hand to help Zhao Wuling lift the fallen sling, moved it to make sure it could completely cover her, and then looked at the person sitting on the sofa and said hello.

The people on the sofa have many identities, including a math teacher at Huaicheng No. 2 Middle School, a teaching team leader for the senior high school group, and a neurotic woman because her husband cheated on her.

In short, Jiang Ye's mother.

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Chapter 55 _ Jiaojin

◎ Princess deserves to have the best ◎

The living room fell into silence again after Jiang Ye said hello . Zhao Wuling's lip gloss smudged during the kiss, leaving ambiguous red marks on his lips.

Zhao Wuling had already arranged her dress, and the wrinkles on the skirt had been smoothed out , but she still felt embarrassed. She grabbed the edge of Jiang Ye's shirt with her fingers, raised her eyes , and silently observed Jiang Ye's mother.

His appearance must have been inherited from his mother, with his aloof and rigid temperament, dull eyebrows, and Huang Wenshan's hair meticulously combed and pulled up behind her head , with occasional white hair appearing , making her look dignified and serious.

Perhaps out of the frugality of the older generation, Huang Wenshan sat in the living room and only turned on the floor lamp next to the sofa, so Jiang Ye and Zhao Wuling did not notice it immediately.

Jiang Ye didn't look too flustered. He held Zhao Wuling's hand a little harder as a comfort, and then looked at Huang Wenshan again.

He wanted to ask Huang Wenshan why she came, but the woman sitting on the sofa raised her hand first, threw the paper box at Jiang Ye , and said in a disgusting tone: " Wipe your face clean. "

Red marks also remained on Jiang Ye's jaw . His shirt and tie were torn open by Zhao Wuling , and the paper box hit Jiang Ye. He didn't pay attention . He took out the tissue and after wiping it , he turned sideways and held Zhao Wuling's hand. Her shoulders seemed to be an instinctive reaction, and she had to wipe them for her.

It's more of a caring gesture.

Zhao Wuling felt uncomfortable under Huang Wenshan's somewhat cold gaze. She avoided it and took it by herself. She unconsciously lowered her voice and said, " I'll do it myself. "

The tissue was held in Zhao Wuling's hand and turned around until it was about to be punctured. Zhao Wuling was a little embarrassed. He looked at Huang Wenshan, raised the corners of his lips and said hello.

" Hello, aunt. "

Huang Wenshan didn't respond, but Zhao Wuling didn't feel any frustration. After all, it was such an embarrassing scene when they first met. An elder saw him making out with Jiang Ye.

I can only pray that Huang Wenshan didn't see more just now.

Zhao Wuling never cleaned up, and Jiang left early this morning, so now the room is in chaos.

Half a bowl of cherries was placed on the table, and Zhao Wuling's champagne-colored fragrant jacket was casually placed beside the sofa.

Jiang Ye picked it up casually, handed it to Zhao Wuling, and spoke.

" You go into the room first. "

Zhao Wuling took it and licked his lips unconsciously, feeling that it seemed a bit impolite. He left at Jiang Ye's insistence and couldn't help but look outside when closing the door.

When Zhao Wuling closed the door completely, Huang Wenshan looked at the birthday cake with stiff cream on the coffee table and said, " Your girlfriend? "

Huang Wenshan is someone who has been there, and it is easy to detect traces of Zhao Wuling's life from the smallest details, as well as the fact that it does not conform to Jiang Ye's usual tidy style. For example, at this moment, the living room seems more cozy.

Jiang also sat down, hummed before looking up, and asked in a puzzled tone, " What are you doing here? "

He had a falling out with Huang Wenshan when he graduated from college. Afterwards, Huang Wenshan had very little contact with him. Li Yuanchuan was more often the one doing the talking. Of course, Jiang did not treat Huang Wenshan materially badly, but that was the extent of it.

The texture of Huang Wenshan's pants was very smooth, and the sweat on her palms left a little trace on them, but it was not visible on her face. She coughed a few times before speaking: " I was thinking that today is your birthday, so I came to see you. look. "

Huang Wenshan's tone was a little awkward.

As Jiang Ye stood closer, Huang Wenshan noticed that Jiang Ye had a colder character than before. She couldn't tell whether she regretted it or not, but now she had some intention of seeking peace with him.

Jiang also heard this reason, chuckled a little sarcastically, and reminded her: " I don't celebrate my birthday. "

Jiang Ye had never looked forward to his birthday, and he didn't feel much about it. Zhao Wuling just helped him celebrate it.

These words had a previous relationship, Huang Wenshan did not continue, looked at the edge of the glass bowl containing cherries, and talked to him about Zhao Wuling.

=== Chapter 66 === _

" Jiang Ye, you and your girlfriend should pay attention. Were you still outside just now ..."

Huang Wenshan was hesitant to speak. If she read correctly , the two people were about to set a fire before they even entered the door.

When Zhao Wuling was mentioned, Jiang Ye's face became a little colder, and he looked at his watch impatiently.

Huang Wenshan shut up at the right time , and she didn't know what she was thinking of, so she started talking to Jiang Ye .

" It doesn't matter, you have grown up too . I look quite beautiful, better than the one you fell in love with early in high school, who fascinated you to death. "

Huang Wenshan was a little worried about Jiang Ye's puppy love at first, but later saw that it didn't affect Jiang Ye's condition , so she turned a blind eye.

The real bitter taste came after they broke up and the phone call from Tsinghua University suspected that Jiang also had a tendency to self-harm.

In fact, it was no longer suspicious. At that time, Jiang was lying in the ward of the school hospital due to excessive blood loss. The school called and hoped that Huang Wenshan could provide relevant psychological treatment information.

Jiang was unwilling to talk more, so Huang Wenshan reluctantly said a few more words, nothing more than trivial matters.

Realizing that Jiang didn't intend to listen seriously, he stood up and left. Finally, he took out the cake he had brought from under the coffee table, a small box in a transparent box.

He Jiang also said happy birthday.

Jiang didn't respond, didn't look at the cake on the table, and sent Huang Wenshan out of the room with a calm expression.

Walking into the master bedroom, the temperature was a little higher than that in the living room. Zhao Wuling was lying on the gray bed quilt, looking at his mobile phone. When he heard the movement of the door, he got up from the bed and threw himself into his arms.

Jiang Ye held her waist and reached out to brush away the broken hair from her face.

Kissing her so naturally gave me a real sense of satisfaction.

Zhao Wuling unconsciously responded to his kiss, took the time to talk to Jiang Ye, and looked at his eyes with mist: " Auntie is gone? "

She probably guessed that it was because Jiang Ye celebrated his birthday.

" Um. "

Jiang Ye replied, his attention was still on her and he was not very interested in talking.

Zhao Wuling was a little uneasy and hugged him: " Does your mother not like me? "

If it were anyone else, the eldest lady wouldn't bother to care, but Huang Wenshan is Jiang Ye's mother.

Recently, she felt that she might have become a little more sentimental because of Jiang Ye, and began to care about Huang Wenshan's opinion of herself.

Jiang also stretched out his hand to support all her weight: " You don't need her to like you . "

It's just a tacit understanding that Huang Wenshan doesn't like her.

Zhao Wuling frowned dissatisfied and protested, asking why.

Just because they were caught kissing?

Jiang also kissed her forehead, trying to balance her emotions: " There is no reason, she doesn't like me either. "

No reason.

Huang Wenshan, a graduate student of that era, stayed at the school to teach after graduating from the Department of Mathematics, and followed her mentor to engage in research in calculus . However, the good times did not last long, and Huang Wenshan's mentor failed in the factional struggle in the college.

Huang Wenshan was naturally implicated when the party was united and opposed by different parties. She was first transferred to a leisurely administrative position, and later was sent abroad and exiled, completely away from the center of academic research.

This was almost a devastating blow to Huang Wenshan, who had always been smooth sailing before. She worked as a student at her alma mater for three years, then resigned and became a high school mathematics teacher at Huaicheng No. 2 Middle School.

She was only twenty-seven or eighty years old at the time , but it was as if someone had suddenly sucked her energy out of her. Every day in the high school classroom, she taught students with average talents to learn the simplest mathematical knowledge, and watched them use their guesses and the distribution patterns of options to make fun of / Mathematics.

Powerless and with almost no end in sight, Huang Wenshan later casually married Jiang Ye's father, a superficial mathematics teacher, on a blind date conducted by the school leadership.

Largely because he is a math teacher.

That's all.

Jiang was also born in the second year after the marriage.

Huang Wenshan raised her only son without any hope, and discovered his logical ability and good number sense when Jiang Ye went to nursery school.

It is difficult for Huang Wenshan to recall her mood at that time. She was probably ecstatic, feeling that mathematics had not abandoned her.

There was hope again in her boring life . She almost thought this was God's will and began to train Jiang Ye according to her own ideas.

Studies have shown that fish oil promotes brain development. There is no other main dish at home. Of course, she has strong math skills. She specially customized thinking training and problem-solving awareness for Jiang Ye.

She had no intention of paying attention to Jiang Ye's father and didn't care whether he had cheated on her. Huang Wenshan was a little fanatically involved in cultivating Jiang Ye and signed up for him to study for the Olympiad.

Of course, Jiang Ye was also very ambitious. He passed the selection of the youth class when he was in junior high school. For some reasons, Huang Wenshan sent him to Shenghua Private School, which focused on competition and selection.

Although Huang Wenshan was angry about Jiang Ye's love affair, she didn't get angry because she thought he was measured at the time and became more lenient after Jiang Ye won the IMO gold medal .

The real quarrel came about because when he was in college, Jiang also studied nonlinear partial differential equations with his tutor and achieved some results.

Huang Wenshan was particularly pleased, realizing that Jiang would also go further than her.

Her plan for her only son at that time was to study in Princeton, the United States, which is the palace of mathematics and the center of academic research.

But neither did Jiang. After graduating from Tsinghua University, he entered an investment bank job. Of course, he had a good salary and a better social status, but Huang Wenshan fell into a breakdown after learning about Jiang Ye's choice.

Unable to bear the thought of the only son who had put so much effort into his upbringing to give up his bright future, unable to bear the futility of his efforts again, unable to accept being abandoned by mathematics again, He and Jiang also fell into frequent quarrels, and their relationship began to deteriorate from that time.

When Jiang was in college, his academic performance was among the best in Tsinghua University, where there were many experts, but his personality was more cold and taciturn.

Zhao Wuling sat in his arms and listened silently, raised her head, touched his Adam's apple with her fingertips, and asked him: " Then why didn't you study mathematics? "

This problem has also troubled Zhao Wuling for a long time, because based on her understanding of Jiang Ye, he didn't like it and would not enter the mathematics department in the first place.

What's more, according to Fang Siyan and Peng Yu, Jiang Ye seemed to be very good when he was studying. She instinctively felt that it shouldn't be as simple as Jiang Ye said before.

Jiang Ye still didn't answer directly, he just kissed her and said it was nothing.

As the dense kiss fell, Zhao Wuling had no time to think and forgot to search for the answer to the question. He relied on instinct to barely sink into the waves.

…

When Zhao Wuling fell into a deep sleep and unconsciously leaned her forehead on his shoulder, Jiang Ye only observed her through the dim moonlight and thought of that question.

Why go into finance?

The specific reason seems unclear, but it was probably on Christmas Eve in London. His scholarship was enough to buy a ticket to London. He rehearsed his words to meet her on the plane, tightened his knuckles on the necklace gift box, and adjusted his white shirt.

After backing up a few times , we arrived at the school gate of Lunyi, a majestic white building. It was approaching Christmas, and carols on the street rang again and again. Jiang also stood far away and locked her in the crowd.

She has not changed much. She is still as beautiful as she is ignorant of the world. She has to wear short skirts even in such cold weather. Her legs are so thin and straight that they are dazzlingly white. That was the first time Jiang saw her after the breakup. They were standing in the crowded streets of London. In the crowd, look up , didn't look away for a long time.

I saw her wearing exquisite makeup, surrounded by a group of people, treated like stars, walking out chatting and laughing.

Not long after, the bells rang in the streets of London, Christmas lights became her foil, and fireworks and carols continued. The sparkle on her neck stung him instantly.

Forgot , forgot that her necklace cost 70,000 euros, someone had given it to her long ago.

…

Later, Jiang also entered the investment bank job through the introduction of his mentor. Jiang could not say that he liked the financial industry very much, but his character and ability made it easy to do the best. He first became a VP at a top domestic investment bank , and later resigned and founded his own company. Zhiyuan Capital.

Wealth is accumulating at an extraordinary speed. Jiang is not materialistic and has no hobbies for burning money. He watches the numbers increase every minute, and most of the time he is indifferent.

Why go into finance?

Probably- _

He thought that the princess deserved to have the best.

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Chapter 56 _ Jiaojin

◎ You mean the same to me ◎

Rarely, when Jiang Ye woke up , Zhao Wuling was no longer in his arms.

She didn't sleep well, and she liked to be close to him. She unconsciously held his hand while she was sleeping , and Jiang Ye felt that her position was still warm.

After getting up, Jiang Zai couldn't find Zhao Wuling in the master bedroom bathroom and raised his eyebrows displeased.

When I walked to the living room , I finally caught her through the hazy lace glass and felt relieved.

Zhao Wuling stood in front of the table in the semi-open kitchen, wearing only Jiang Ye's shirt. The loose shirt was tied casually at the hem.

Her soft and slightly curly hair covered half of her face , making her expression unclear.

Hearing Jiang Ye's movement of opening the door , Zhao Wuling turned his head , holding the shovel in the wrong posture, and looked at him with a somewhat tangled expression.

" Jiang Ye, the toast seems to be burnt. "

Jiang also thought she was hungry, walked up to her, took over the kitchen utensils naturally, lowered his head, kissed the side of her face, and asked.

" Whatever you want to eat, I'll do it. "

Zhao Wuling shook his head blankly: " I'm not hungry , I just ..."

She spoke intermittently , but Jiang Ye was listening carefully.

Fengyue didn't know how many times they had gone together , but Zhao Wuling felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him. He turned away and poked the toast pieces stuck in the pot with a very soft voice .

" I just want to do it for you. "

The time we spent together with Jiang Ye was not long, but Zhao Wuling had already become accustomed to many things.

She was used to his meticulous care, wiping her clothes afterwards, preparing her clothes in advance, and drying her underwear in a timely manner.

Zhao Wuling was always pampered, but now he was even more pampered, and he had developed more extravagant consumption. He did not dare to show Zhao Pingnan the bill for fear of being reprimanded.

She gets up early in the morning and habitually checks social media platforms.

I accidentally saw a video of the wife helping to prepare a lunch for her husband. Afterwards, I suddenly realized that she didn't seem to have done anything for Jiang Ye, and she was a completely incompetent girlfriend.

After reading it, he bit his lip guiltily, struggled away from Jiang Ye's arms, and happily prepared breakfast for the two of them.

I wore Jiang Ye's shirt because I didn't want to get my dress dirty, but the toast seemed to be poorly cooked. The skin that should have been crispy quickly turned black and became a mess in the pan.

=== Chapter 67 === _

The toast at the bottom of the pot did not expect his ill-fated fate, and is now completely ignored.

After Zhao Wuling explained his reasons, he couldn't help but look up frequently and look at Jiang Ye to observe his expression.

Jiang Ye's doubts were answered, his eyebrows relaxed, his palms pressed on Zhao Wuling's shoulders, comforting her: " Lingling, I don't need you to know these things, I can do it. "

Others may think that Zhao Wuling is arrogant and self-centered.

Jiang didn't think that he was nearly blind in this relationship, and he didn't think that Zhao Wuling had any shortcomings.

Jiang also accepted her arrogance and bad temper, and even deliberately nourished her worse temperament as long as she was willing.

Zhao Wuling's hands are used for oil paintings and should not be used for such trivial matters.

Zhao Wuling's idea was not firm in the first place. Now that Jiang Ye persuaded him, he was a little shaken. He turned around and confirmed with him: " Really? "

After getting Jiang Ye's detailed argument, I was convinced.

Zhao Wuling put down the kitchen utensils with peace of mind, stood on tiptoes, kissed the side of his face, leaned into his ear, and muttered crooked words.

Jiang Ye was inexplicably dissatisfied with this, so he kissed her back, their foreheads touching. His dark eyes were dark, and as a response, he said, " You mean the same to me . "

The voice was too low, more like talking to himself .

Zhao Wuling didn't hear clearly and frowned, looking up at him: " What? "

She didn't like reading, and she had never read Qiu Miaojin, so she didn't understand what Jiang Ye meant.

Jiang Ye looked very calm and said it was nothing.

…

In the summer of 1995, Taiwanese writer Qiu Miaojin wrote the "Montmartre Suicide Note" before committing suicide , confessing his inner feelings and desires.

In the third year after Zhao Wuling left Huaicheng, Jiang Ye opened the book with a scalpel next to him and saw what was written on it.

" What's more important is that when I was abandoned by you, trampled on and on the verge of death, I happened to understand.

My love for you is not a disease, not because I need to rely on you, nor because of what you can give me, nor because I am particularly great, but because of some kind of destiny that is beyond all of this. .

I don't know when you will experience this destiny, but I believe it will happen one day.

I am in this kind of fate myself . Whether it is worth it or not is no longer the point. There are others who are kinder and more beautiful than you, and it can't change anything. Even if you come to hurt me more , your meaning to me will be the same—

I belong to you. "

Logically Jiang Ye made breakfast, so Zhao Wuling only felt guilty for a moment before continuing to enjoy the warm milk and appetizing sandwiches.

After eating, Jiang was also working in the study, and Zhao Wuling was sitting on the sofa watching TV with a pillow in his arms.

" Walking with Art : Wuzhen" seems to be finalized, and promotional videos are being released on a large scale.

It mixed the difficulties encountered by Yu Shuang and the others, the disputes about art curation, and of course the final happy ending. Zhao Wuling read it with interest and felt that the editing seemed to be pretty good.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and texted Yu Shuang, but was interrupted when he was looking for a suitable emoticon.

Shen Hanyun sent a text message saying that Zhao Mingxiu wanted to make an appointment to meet her.

It was a bit strange. It was not like Zhao Mingxiu didn't have her contact information, but because the person who sent the message was Shen Hanyun, Zhao Wuling didn't think much, turned off the TV, and went to the master bedroom to find some clothes.

Not long after, Zhao Wuling hurriedly opened the door to the study room, fearing that he wouldn't hear. Zhao Wuling raised his voice a little more naturally.

" Jiang Ye, I can't find my underwear. Please help me find it. I want to go out . "

Zhao Wuling originally wanted to find it by herself, but she was not careful and impatient. Instead, she turned the room into a mess and looked for Jiang Ye to solve it out of habit.

She held her hand on the door frame and raised her eyes, and saw Jiang Ye with Bluetooth headphones on his ears. He was speaking English quickly, and Zhao Wuling heard a bunch of difficult professional terms.

Jiang was also in a meeting.

Zhao Wuling reacted immediately, his cheeks and ears quickly turned red due to shyness, and he hurriedly withdrew, but was stopped by Jiang Ye.

He apologized to the other side , cut off the audio on his side, raised his eyes, and answered Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling's ears barely caught the message, he hummed a few times, and couldn't move away any faster.

After the meeting, Jiang opened the door and entered the master bedroom, and saw this scene.

Zhao Wuling had already put on her clothes and was sitting on the edge of the bed.

She held her phone and complained to Yu Shuang, recalling the embarrassing scene many times in her mind, and vowed to find out the situation next time before going in.

Yu Shuang was a little gloating and comforted Zhao Wuling for a few words before continuing to ask about the details of her relationship with Jiang Ye.

Zhao Wuling was still immersed in embarrassment, and his ears were red and hot.

Jiang Ye naturally sat next to her and put on the thin white lace stockings for her. Zhao Wuling was embarrassed and did not dare to raise his head, avoiding his gaze. With the last glimmer of hope, he asked Jiang Ye.

" Jiang Ye, did anyone else in the meeting hear it? "

Jiang Ye's expression remained unchanged and he replied: " I didn't hear it , and it was a report from overseas markets. "

Fortunately, the situation was not as bad as imagined. Zhao Wuling exhaled slightly and felt a little relieved .

Attention shifted, Zhao Wuling watched Jiang Ye help her put on her socks, feeling a little annoyed because the socks she wanted to wear were placed at Lanshui Mansion, and Jiang Ye complained.

" It's so annoying . I always have to run in both directions. "

Jiang Ye helped her tidy up the edge of her socks, and pretended to mention them casually: " You can move them over. "

He had actually wanted to mention it for a long time, but he couldn't find a suitable excuse.

Zhao Wuling soon tasted the bitter consequences of speaking without thinking carefully, and he hesitated to cover up: " I have too many things, I guess I can't put them here. "

This is not a lie, Zhao Wu Lingguang needs two cloakrooms, and Jiang Ye's residence is spacious, but not big.

Jiang Ye nodded and quickly proposed a solution: " We can move to the Huanjing Villa. "

The newly built villa area in recent years is close to the business center and lake view area.

Jiang Ye bought it a few years ago before it was even launched for sale and renovated the glass flower room and studio. There is also a swimming pool on the top floor. He originally planned to use it as a wedding room.

His tone was serious, and Zhao Wuling also fell into thinking and bit his lip.

Zhao Wuling actually owns a property in the Huanjing Villa, but Zhao Pingnan bought it under her name for investment. In the eyes of the young lady, the simply decorated house is equivalent to a rough house.

Jiang did not rush and waited patiently for Zhao Wuling to think.

Finally, she unconsciously took back her feet and replied: " No, I thought about it carefully and it's not too much trouble. "

Zhao Wuling had other concerns about living together. Her living habits were not very good, and she was a little worried that being exposed too quickly would wear off Jiang Ye's filter for her.

Zhao Wuling didn't feel something was right until she arrived at the place agreed with Zhao Mingxiu. The restaurant didn't seem like a place to discuss things.

The lighting and decoration are very bourgeois, and there are delicate red roses in vases on the table.

No matter how strange it seems.

Perhaps Zhao Mingxiu's assistant made the reservation casually. Zhao Wuling could only think of this reason.

Without thinking much, I arrived at the reserved location, leaned in front of the glass vase, and smelled the strong fragrance of roses.

Tired of waiting, Zhao Wuling looked at his phone as usual, and He Jiang also sent messages. He was a bit reticent on the Internet, but he could answer every sentence.

A dark shadow quickly fell in front of him. Zhao Wuling noticed it and raised his head.

Then he saw Yang Chengyu sitting opposite, dressed neatly in a suit, very formal, which was not very common.

What the hell.

Zhao Wuling frowned and spoke to him: " Do n't sit down, I have an appointment with my brother. "

Zhao Wuling was so stupid that he thought Yang Chengyu also had a date and met him by chance to reminisce.

Yang Chengyu raised his eyebrows, also confused. He looked around, as if he had guessed something, and chuckled sarcastically.

" It turns out they said it was you and Zhao Mingxiu who met. "

He thought ...

Not allowed to smoke, Yang Chengyu tapped his knuckles regularly on the table.

As Yang Guoan got older, he paid more attention to his family and was somewhat eager to repair the relationship with his only son. He understood his thoughts and proposed marriage.

Yang Chengyu was sitting at the dinner table and did not look down upon Yang Jingtong and his stepmother, but for the first time, he did not object.

The shortcomings of the Zhao family's small number of heirs gradually emerged. Zhao Mingxiu did not enter politics according to the original plan. Even if Rongxin Technology was successful, it would still be far away from the center of power.

The Zhao family had no idea of marrying Zhao Wuling before.

But after all, Yang Chengyu grew up with Zhao Wuling's childhood sweetheart, with a bright future and a clean relationship.

Zhao Pingbei thought about it for a few days, then relaxed and said that he would let the two children meet first.

Marriage is possible, but only if Zhao Wuling is willing.

After a few seconds, Yang Chengyu looked at Zhao Wuling, who still looked puzzled, and smiled half-heartedly: " Lingling, what they told me is ..."

Zhao Wuling raised his head, and Yang Chengyu immediately revealed the truth to her and added calmly.

" Come on a blind date . "

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Chapter 57 _ Jiaojin

◎ She longs for a normal lover ◎

blind date .

=== Chapter 68 === _

The simple words had an amazing effect. Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds, his lips opened and closed , not knowing what to say. He hesitated for a few seconds and looked at Yang Chengyu.

" Who are you talking about on a blind date? "

With Shen Hanyun's enthusiastic attitude in urging the marriage , Zhao Wuling suspected that what Yang Chengyu was told was not the truth, and maybe it was a double deception.

The waiter handed over the menu at the right time. Yang Chengyu lowered his head and looked through it, casually saying: " No , I just said we were here for a blind date. "

Zhao Wuling breathed a sigh of relief because of this answer . He snorted and took his bag from the side . When he was about to leave, he was stopped by Yang Chengyu.

His tone was very normal, and he looked at Zhao Wuling: " We haven't seen each other for a long time , why don't you catch up on old times? "

As if nothing happened, Zhao Wuling pursed his lips and sat back down.

The roses on the table lowered their heads, as if they were the initiator of the weird atmosphere. Zhao Wuling casually took out the rose branches and put them out of the sight of the two of them , so that they felt normal.

Yang Chengyu watched her movements without any expression . Before the bread was put down before the meal, he said unconsciously: " Have you ever considered our marriage? "

The knife and fork in Zhao Wuling's hand fell onto the dinner plate with a bang , startling the waiter .

She looked at Yang Chengyu , a little at a loss , and clasped her fingers together unconsciously .

Yang Chengyu learned her attitude from this, and without any surprise, he came up with another set of excuses without any hesitation.

" My uncle's place is very busy . Lingling, it's not bad to live together as a partner. I will be transferred again later. I just need to deal with the elders occasionally. "

After saying that, Yang Chengyu added impatiently: " It's just a formality, so as not to keep them from talking about it in their ears every day. "

There is indeed such a marriage relationship in the circle . Marriage is to consolidate the exchange of interests and bind a deeper cooperative relationship. Zhao Wuling quickly realized what Yang Chengyu meant.

The confusion that had been surrounding him for a long time was revealed. Zhao Wuling had some guesses in his mind and couldn't help but look up and observe Yang Chengyu.

There was nothing unusual about him. He seemed to be really annoyed by his elders' urging to get married. The broken eyebrow made him look a little angry. For the first time, Zhao Wuling remembered the origin of the scar.

Zhao Wuling has loved beauty since she was a child, not because of anything, but simply because of her love for beauty.

When I was studying , I had to carry two or three mirrors in my schoolbag. Studying the use of curling irons was much more detailed than trigonometric functions.

When he was in junior high school, Zhao Wuling was a bit like an outlier. He had ADHD, and it was difficult for him to study for a whole day. He didn't like the knowledge in textbooks, so he studied a few things every day.

But Zhao Wuling is very lovable. If a gentle and young female teacher is teaching, she will not listen and will not cause trouble. The head teacher only treats her as an ignorant sister.

On the other hand, if there are students who like corporal punishment and always rely on their elders, Zhao Wuling will make some pranks for fun.

She came up with a bad idea, and Yang Chengyu was in the same class with her and was responsible for implementing it to the letter. Later, there were more rumors in the school, and they speculated that Yang Chengyu might have slept with her, so he got close to her.

It was boring and outrageous . Zhao Wuling sneered when he heard it but didn't take it to heart.

However, Yang Chengyu quickly found the source of the rumors, met, and after confirming the identity of the other party, he didn't bother to talk nonsense and went straight to action.

Yang Chengyu's previous bad behavior was just a small incident. Yang Guoan still felt guilty about his biological mother at that time and turned a blind eye to him.

Only that time he went too far and broke three of the opponent's ribs. Yang Chengyu's eyebrow peak was also scratched at that time, which damaged the skin, causing the eyebrow peak of his right eyebrow to suddenly break off, leaving an unsightly scar.

The matter was a big deal, because Yang Chengyu was unscrupulous in his words, and the Yang family had to pay a lot of money to suppress it.

…

" Lingling? "

She was silent for a long time. Yang Chengyu called her name. Zhao Wuling came back to her senses and heard Yang Chengyu ask what she thought.

Zhao Wuling shook his head first, as if he had just regained his thoughts: " It's not that good, I have a boyfriend. "

She lowered her head , held the straw between her fingers, and continued: " You know him, it's Jiang Ye. "

She can now freely admit that she feels like an improvement.

Yang Chengyu knew about her reunion with Jiang Ye, but he didn't expect that they were still together now. He hid his surprise and didn't know what he was thinking. He joked: " Jiang Ye, have you forgotten how strict he was with you when he was studying? "

Many times Zhao Wuling skipped classes and was dragged back by Jiang Ye, his eyebrows drooping. Yang Chengyu didn't think Jiang would stay with Zhao Wuling for a long time.

It seemed that he underestimated Jiang Ye's endurance and overestimated Zhao Wuling's pursuit of novelty.

" He has ... changed a lot now , and, " Zhao Wuling stirred the straw and explained, " Yang Chengyu, he has liked me for many years, and I don't want to ... let him down anymore. "

For many years, Zhao Wuling rarely mentioned Jiang Ye in front of others. Now he felt sour and wanted to cry.

Yang Chengyu didn't smoke, but his mouth felt bitter inexplicably , and he seemed to feel that he was late.

But it seems not.

Yang Chengyu never confessed. When he was studying, Zhao Wuling was very playful. He didn't dare because he was afraid that if there was a stalemate, he wouldn't even be a friend. Later, because of official duties, he was ready to sacrifice at any time and didn't want to delay Zhao Wuling. , without expressing his feelings.

After he was transferred back to Huaicheng and stabilized, he dared to think about his relationship with her. He felt that it didn't matter if Zhao Wuling didn't love him. After all, the two of them were together and he would take care of her.

He was afraid of his hands and feet, remembering the sleepy afternoon in high school. The classroom was quiet and he and Zhao Wuling were the only two people.

Zhao Wuling was sitting in the second to last row. The sunlight was scattered and fell on her. She was probably reading a picture album.

Dong Kaining sent a message asking him to go to the basketball court to play. He picked up the chair with one hand and glanced at the back of her neck. A very thin sling like butterfly wings was tied around her neck and covered by the hanging hair.

He was so familiar that he could hardly tell her beauty or ugliness. He only remembered her eyes, which were as bright as gems. He realized that his hazy emotions were from junior high school.

Zhao Wuling seemed to have suddenly grown. Her eyebrows were no longer wantonly raised, her smile was a bit more delicate, and her beautiful curves were slowly revealed. Yang Chengyu did not dare to look at her directly for a while.

But Zhao Wuling didn't seem to have the same troubles as him. He still thought about eating, drinking and having fun every day, and how to skip classes for a reason.

At that time , I must have mustered up the courage to say something to her, so I just called her name. Before she could speak, she was interrupted by Dong Kaining, who was impatient with waiting, and she never said anything again.

After a meal, Zhao Wuling didn't move much. Yang Chengyu took a handkerchief from the side and wiped his hands. He looked at her and pretended not to notice the strange atmosphere. He stood up and said, " I 'll take you back to Lanshui Mansion on the way. "

Zhao Wuling shook his head: " No need to send me off, I've been staying elsewhere for the past two days. "

Yang Chengyu hummed and asked, " Where do you live in the beach villa? I'll come along too. "

" No, " Zhao Wuling bit his lip, his voice was very soft, as if he was embarrassed, " Live with him. "

It was self-evident who he was referring to .

Yang Chengyu's tone sounded indifferent: " Let's go, I'll show you off today. "

…

There was a strange atmosphere in his car. Zhao Wuling lowered his head and focused on his seat belt. He was speechless all the way as the scenery outside flew by and finally stopped downstairs.

Zhao Wuling was unfastening his seat belt and observing Yang Chengyu in the front view mirror, and accidentally met his eyes.

It was just suspicion before , but it was confirmed in just a second. Zhao Wuling was very aware of the admiring looks in other people's eyes.

Zhao Wuling was a little surprised, bit his lip quickly, lowered his head, and spoke in a low voice.

" Brother Cheng Yu, don't ..."

When she was a child , she couldn't figure out his last name and liked to call him that. Yang Chengyu turned his head and listened carefully.

Zhao Wuling frowned, not looking directly at him, and repeated in a low voice: " Brother Cheng Yu, don't like me. "

oh.

It's because of this.

Yang Chengyu took out the cigarette case from his pocket and lit it without caring about Zhao Wuling. His palms were sweaty and he hit the lighter twice before lighting it. The bitter tobacco smell entered his mouth. He paused and spoke.

" If you wish, I will try. "

Zhao Wuling knew that he responded to her every request.

Zhao Wuling didn't speak for a long time. It was because she was too familiar that she didn't want to give Yang Chengyu a chance. If it was true, she had delayed him long enough.

Zhao Wuling sniffed and repeated: " Brother Cheng Yu, don't like me anymore. "

Yang Chengyu faced towards the window, silently smoked half a cigarette, extinguished it, and then spoke to Zhao Wuling, his voice was a little hoarse.

" Go up, it smells like smoke. "

Suddenly I remembered what I wanted to say at that time—

But Zhao Wuling, I have also liked you for many years, no less than him.

Going upstairs, when Zhao Wuling came in, he saw Jiang Ye, who was supposed to continue the meeting in the study, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to her.

Unconsciously, Zhao Wuling approached and followed his gaze to see the off-road vehicle that Yang Chengyu had not had time to drive away.

Sensing that Jiang Ye's expression was a little gloomy, Zhao Wuling approached him first and kissed him.

She was much lower than Jiang Ye, so she could only hope that he would give in. Jiang didn't kiss back, so Zhao Wuling didn't care and continued, exchanging saliva with him ambiguously, wrapping her arms around his neck, and kissing him again and again.

When you pulled away, you pressed your fingertips to his lips and spoke first.

" Don't be angry, don't do strange things. "

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes falling on her lips .

Zhao Wuling didn't know what he was thinking of. He lowered his hand and quickly touched his wrist. He rubbed the edge of the watch and checked carefully. No trace of freshness was found. He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, and talked to Jiang Ye.

" Don't do those weird things. It's just the elders messing around today. Yang Chengyu and I have nothing to do. "

Jiang didn't know whether to believe her or not, so he stated calmly: " You were in the car with him for five minutes and twenty-six seconds. "

Zhao Wuling now had a kind of innocent honesty and answered: " He said he likes me. "

Jiang Ye tightened his hold on her hand , and Zhao Wuling frowned in pain, struggled away, reached out to touch his eyebrows, and looked directly at him with burning eyes.

" I refused , Jiang Ye. "

Her tone was rare and serious. She leaned against him and sniffed before continuing: " Jiang Ye, because I like you and don't need anyone else. "

Has she really learned to love?

Jiang Ye took a deep breath and didn't want to go into details. He knew that to have a rose, he had to endure the coveting of others. He was comforted by her determination, endured his anger, and hugged her back. His bottom line was lowered again and again because of her, and there was no standard at all.

Sensing his attitude, Zhao Wuling grabbed his shirt and asked on a whim.

" Jiang Ye, have you ever seen a psychiatrist? "

Xie Wanzhi had seen many famous psychiatrists before, and Zhao Wuling guessed that Jiang might also need one.

Jiang Ye rubbed her earlobe with his fingertips, his Adam's apple twitching slightly, and replied: " I looked at it before, but after it was cured, I stopped looking at it. "

Song Shili was probably going to laugh when he heard this, but Jiang Ye's solemn tone at this moment made Zhao Wuling feel at ease and continue to stay in his arms.

Zhao Wuling maintains a superficial intelligence and relies more on her own intuition in life. Just like just now, in front of her lover, she only said that she likes her, without mentioning love and spending the rest of her life together.

Zhao Wuling liked him, his appearance, and the skills he had more or less developed specifically for her, but she didn't like his morbidity and possessiveness, which she found strange.

=== Chapter 69 === _

She longs for a normal lover.

Jiang Ye acted clumsily, enduring his desire to possess her. Her lips opened and closed slightly. He couldn't imagine how Yang Chengyu stared at her with covetous eyes, and whether he was blaspheming her in his mind.

Almost on the verge of collapse.

He held her waist, softly and softly , and kissed her eagerly from her chin to her waist and abdomen without any foreshadowing, occupying her little by little and feeling the wetness .

I really feel her, but my soul has nowhere to rest.

Jiang Ye had a premonition that the painful wave would hit again. Before that, he needed Zhao Wuling to confirm his incomparable love.

Even if it's only one-tenth of his.

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Chapter 58 _ Jiaojin

◎ The flower of evil nourished by power and sex transactions ◎

It's unclear whether Yang Chengyu's confession stimulated Jiang Ye , or whether their relationship really came naturally. Zhao Wuling was keenly aware of Jiang Ye's changes.

Seems more clingy.

For example, at this moment, Li Yuanchuan called her several times , but Jiang Ye seemed not to hear it. He was kissing her, and his palm touched her lower back , causing her to tremble with his movements.

Zhao Wuling called timeout first, groped with his fingers on the sheets, found Jiang Ye's cell phone, handed it to him , suppressed his breath , and pushed him.

" Jiang Ye , go to the company. "

The feast of desire seemed to have no end . Her waist and abdomen were sore, and she really couldn't cope with it.

Jiang Ye glanced at the phone interface and shifted his gaze to her lips again, frowning out of dissatisfaction. Zhao Wuling was just a few inches away from him, observing his expression.

It's rare to see a bit of boyishness.

Zhao Wuling found it novel that it was closer to his temperament when he was studying. He put his hand near his tie , rubbed it little by little , came closer , and told him what he had discovered with a smile .

" Why are you so clingy now. "

Almost the same as in high school.

Jiang also stiffened his movements because of her words, pursed his lips , and asked her, " You don't like it ? "

Zhao Wuling realized that Jiang Ye had misunderstood her , and kissed him with a smile : " It's not that I don't like it , I just feel a bit like you in high school. "

Is it Zhao Wuling's illusion?

The dominance in this relationship seemed to have been shaken overnight, returning to her hands, and Zhao Wuling knew very well how to let Jiang Ye compromise.

At that time , in Shenghua Private School, they were allowed to spread rumors about how cold and unkind President Jiang was, but Zhao Wuling didn't think so. After doing bad things, he looked at him with a smile and said sorry.

President Jiang's cold brows would relax before she kissed him, but when Zhao Wuling, who stole the leave note, pretended to cry in grievance and looked at him with her beautiful eyes, slowly misting, she would completely get his compromise.

The flower of the high mountains in the eyes of outsiders will help her wipe away her tears.

Softly spoken, gentle and affectionate.

…

They said they didn't live together, but in fact they were almost the same. Jiang also found someone to renovate the cloakroom and bought an easel and a dressing table for Zhao Wuling. They were all based on her preferences without having to worry about it.

Zhao Wuling protested at first, but in the end she couldn't resist. Jiang also took good care of everything for her. She was used to getting up early in the morning and only needed to wash up, and then she could get a kiss from him and a satisfying breakfast.

There was no need to think about anything , and I even had more energy to draw. I painted three or four works of different sizes and sent them to the Art Gallery.

Jiang Ye rearranged his shirt and prepared to go out. Zhao Wuling made an appointment with the doctor for cosmetic surgery. He sat in front of the dressing table and carefully looked at himself in the mirror. He was dissatisfied with the acne mark next to the tip of his nose and frowned unhappily .

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Ye, whose mentality was even more unbalanced. He had never been seen taking care of himself, but he still had a good appearance.

Not fair at all.

Jiang Ye hugged her as usual before leaving , but today he didn't get permission. Zhao Wu walked towards the mirror with great energy and looked at the red mark on the tip of his nose. He was extremely upset.

Jiang Ye hadn't figured out the reason for her emotional change yet, so he came closer and asked simply: " Is there anything going on the day after tomorrow ? "

Zhao Wuling said nothing, shook his head, and raised his eyes to observe his appearance.

The handsome face, the eyebrows and eyes are distinguished , and the years have given her dignity and calmness.

How do netizens describe his appearance?

It is said that among a group of entrepreneurs with the same qualifications and achievements, one can stand out.

Zhao Wuling finally figured it out, took a breath, and replied: " No. "

Jiang Ye put his palm on her shoulder and rubbed it little by little, as if to suggest: " Then I'll book a restaurant the day after tomorrow. Why don't you dress more nicely. "

He guessed that Zhao Wuling didn't want to attend his proposal wearing just an ordinary skirt.

He accidentally hit the muzzle of Zhao Wuling's gun.

Throwing the eyebrow pencil away casually, Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and looked directly at Jiang Ye. His tone was not very good and he asked: " When will I not be beautiful? "

Jiang Ye looked as usual, picked up the eyebrow pencil for her, and said calmly: " She will be beautiful any day, it was a slip of the tongue . "

There was no quarrel at all, because Jiang Ye had no bottom line for her. Zhao Wuling continued to pay attention to her acne marks and was distracted by thinking: " I want to wear that new high-definition piece, the fitting I just did two days ago . "

It was the gauze dress that she bought authorized by the poet. Zhao Wuling didn't want to wear the same one as others, so she made many additional changes to the details. The designer traveled back and forth from Paris several times, and the extra effort was almost more expensive than the dress.

Jiang didn't have any objections . There was a message notification on his phone. He looked down and saw that it was Li Yuanchuan who sent him a message asking him about the proposal venue, and also attached a photo of the proposal.

The seemingly romantic arrangement of red roses and gorgeous lights was too routine and ordinary, and not worthy of Zhao Wuling at all.

Jiang was not satisfied and replied asking him to look for it again.

The top floor of the revolving restaurant, which costs a lot of money, costs millions to rent. Outside is the night view of Huaicheng. Jiang Ye only gave it a mediocre rating.

Opposite him, Li Yuanchuan was about to collapse from the torture. He wondered in the eyes of his boss whether he had to go to the Queen of England 's royal estate to propose marriage in order to live up to Zhao Wuling.

Jiang did feel so. The original plan was to propose in a castle in Switzerland, but even if he was looking for a relationship, the fastest would be a week later, and Jiang didn't have the patience to wait.

The Zhao family actually arranged a blind date between Yang Chengyu and Zhao Wuling, which he couldn't bear.

Li Yuanchuan was very efficient, and Jiang quickly knew the content of every conversation between Yang Chengyu and Zhao Wuling. His gentleness was only superficial because he didn't want Zhao Wuling to worry.

I tried my best to endure it, so I didn't do something irreversible. I hit Zhao Mingxiu over and over during the recent cooperation, hoping that he would convey it.

He knows what the Zhao family wants.

Jiang Ye could only pay more for his marriage to Zhao Wuling than the Yang family.

Jiang Ye 's views on marriage are similar to Engels, but he is also very smart and deeply understands that in the current environment, marriage can easily bind a woman.

Jiang Ye was almost eager to tie Zhao Wuling up with marriage. He didn't even care about the original plan. He was a little panicked. He just hoped that she would settle down with him and stop looking at others.

The investment in Rongxin has not yet seen obvious results, so Jiang Ye continued to increase the investment despite everyone's opinions, because the plan was going smoothly, but it would take some time to close the network. After getting Xiaorui's back-end line, he might be able to provide it to Rongxin. Zhao Jia showed his sincerity.

Zhao Pingbei, who hoped to bet on Yang Chengyu, realized who was the suitable candidate to be Zhao Wuling's husband.

As for the document that was coaxed into signing by Zhao Wuling ...

Jiang Ye paused when he thought of this, and soon returned to normal.

If he's lucky , Zhao Wuling might not find out, right?

Jiang was also dealing with things at the company. At noon, he ordered the delivery service from her favorite restaurant for Zhao Wuling. It was indeed very timely, and it was still warm when it was delivered to her across most of Huaicheng.

After eating, he took a nap, because he always went to bed close to the early morning. Zhao Wuling's schedule was now a little more regular.

In the dim light , with the window slightly open, Zhao Wuling could vaguely see the gauzy white curtains swaying in the wind.

The phone suddenly started beeping . Zhao Wuling sat up with his arms propped up, still a little confused, and looked at the phone.

She thought it was Chen Manyun or Yu Shuang who sent her the message, but when she opened WeChat and checked, she found that it was not the message. Instead, it was Weibo. Zhao Wuling forgot to turn off the notification sound.

Because of Zhao Pingbei, Zhao Wuling rarely posts anything on social platforms. The few Weibo posts he makes are to cooperate with gallery promotions or occasionally interact with Meng Yao.

Even though Zhao Pingbei later retreated to the second line and the requirements for Zhao Wuling were slightly lowered, the habit has been passed down.

She has no intention of running it , and Yu Shuang feels it is a pity every time. After all, all the monsters and ghosts on the current Internet can take a share of the pie. Zhao Wuling is a real Bai Fumei. If she has the intention, she will definitely not be small.

But now Zhao Wuling's Weibo messages are about to explode. The red dots of private messages, interactions, and comments are densely packed with 99+ . The private messages are almost unreadable, so you can flip through them at will.

The obscene swearing words and the occasional pictures were not displayed in the message box. Zhao Wuling clicked in and found a scary and weird picture. His heart clenched in an instant. Zhao Wuling felt a little nauseous.

Resisting the urge to vomit , Zhao Wuling found the source of his scolding.

A link popped up. The cover showed Zhao Wuling's neck, with the special effect of a magnifying glass. Next to the pink diamond was a picture of the exhibits being auctioned by the auction house at that time.

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips. The title was in bold bold font and read—

The flower of evil nurtured by power and wealth transactions, exclusively reveals the extravagant life of the former mayor's family.

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=== Chapter 70 === _

Chapter 59 _ Jiaojin

◎ Will you marry me? ◎

The flower of evil.

No one has ever described her like this . Zhao Wuling's hair was hanging down and she had no expression. When she clicked on the link , her nails were almost embedded in her flesh. She quickly scrolled down to read the content of the article.

" Decryption " seems to know her very well . Zhao Wuling's experience has been revealed, and there are even photos of her when she was studying at Lunyi.

The brands of Zhao Wuling's clothes have all been stripped out, and there are many pictures of the jewelry . The sky- high price of the pink diamond auctioned by the auction house can also be traced back to the original stone through the high quality of her bracelet . Public information shows that it was used by an anonymous buyer from Huaicheng. The price was nearly 100 million.

The writing is pungent enough . At the end, she scolds her uncle who was previously in a high position for accepting bribes. Zhao Wuling lives a luxurious life beyond ordinary people. It also mentions that Zhao Wuling, who scored 300% in the high school entrance examination, successfully entered a prestigious competitive school because Zhao Wuling Pingbei was working in the Education Bureau at the time.

If it were not her, then I would probably feel that my sin was unforgivable.

Zhao Wuling opened his lips, not knowing what to say. There were comments below the article. Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and slid down without controlling his movements .

[ Seizing taxpayers' money to live such a luxurious life , yuck , femme fatale. 】

[ Shameless , why don't you die? 】

[ OMG this is not the junior sister of that painter . Could it be that the hot searches a few days ago were bought for the sake of hype , and now they are overturned. 】

[A bracelet of 100 million , so easy to explode, 100% bribery. 】

【 Bitch bitch bitch】

…

What are the benefits of her hype ?

Zhao Wuling bit his lip until it turned white and felt no pain. He quickly skipped the dirty words and moved to the bottom. He also had different opinions, but because there were few likes, they were suppressed at the bottom.

[ Um, a student at Shenghua Private School at the time reported that the prestigious competitive school didn't react immediately. This sister did score 300 points in the high school entrance examination, but it has nothing to do with her uncle. Her dad donated the entire new campus to us, and because she felt the school was too hot, her dad donated an air conditioner to us, even though she doesn't even come to school, hhhhh ]

[ Jewelry does not necessarily mean that her uncle is corrupt. I wanted to say that a few days ago when she and Zhang Wan made a hot search at night. She is the top Bai Fumei in Huaicheng. This little jewelry is nothing, and she is much prettier than Zhang Wanwan in person. 】

[ No one takes a stand. Every news these days is reversed, and everyone is silently enjoying the news. 】

[Laughing to death, the person who scolded her really didn't know her background or some connections. I'll leave it at that, this post will disappear soon. But it's pretty cool that this post was posted, and it wasn't reviewed? If there is a university in the south upstairs, you can go to the school's official website and search for the honorary president named Zhao. Your school's move to the west may have been sponsored by her grandfather. 】

[ Should I say that her uncle's political performance was pretty good when he was in office . I don't really believe that he was corrupt. 】

…

It was chaotic and strange, and the person who spoke for Zhao Wuling was under a new round of siege.

I have never been exposed to chaos and malice. Zhang Wanwan's comments at that time were simply childish compared to now.

Zhao Wuling stared at the phone screen blankly. The familiar words became unfamiliar and slowly twisted, sucking her in like a vortex.

It became difficult to breathe and swallow , and he felt dizzy. Zhao Wuling felt a little nauseous. He turned off his phone and his words seemed to turn into subtitles, pressing on his eyelids like a substantial weight.

Zhao Wuling buried her face in the pillow and tried to reduce her breathing rate. The pain in her chest was indescribable and her heartbeat was abnormally fast.

Trying to keep your mind blank is futile.

When Jiang Ye rushed home, he saw the scene in front of him.

The open area of the living room was empty, and the blanket area where Zhao Wuling usually liked to stay was also empty.

With a cold expression on his face, Jiang Ye opened the door and entered the master bedroom. The bed was empty. Before he could open the curtains during his nap , it was dark, swaying with the wind, and empty.

Jiang Ye looked at the slightly opened window , his body movements a little stiff, terrible thoughts flashed through his mind, and his right hand holding the doorknob trembled slightly.

No, no.

After repeatedly mentally hinting to himself, Jiang calmed down and checked the room with his eyes again.

The closet door in the corner was half open. Jiang Ye took a deep breath before he dared to walk over. When he saw the top of her soft hair, Zhao Wuling lowered his head and nestled in the corner of the closet. Perhaps because he was afraid of the dark, he opened half the closet door. .

Jiang Ye breathed easier the moment he saw her and called her name.

" Lingling. "

Zhao Wuling was holding his knees with both hands. After hearing his movements, he was stunned for a few seconds and then raised his head. Still a little uncomfortable with the light, he reached out to him slowly.

Taking out Zhao Wuling from the corner of the small closet , Jiang also lowered his head to check her expression.

Zhao Wuling buried her face in her shirt, tears falling from her eyelashes as she spoke softly.

The voice was too low, so Jiang leaned closer to listen.

Zhao Wuling didn't say anything else, he just kept calling his name.

His heart felt like it was being shaken, and Jiang lowered his head, kissed her tears away, and comforted her.

" do not Cry. "

Zhao Wuling's tears burst out at this moment, pouring out uncontrollably, her hands clutching his shirt.

The voice was broken and choked.

" Jiang Ye, why did you come back? "

If she would say anything else, Jiang would only coax her without arguing or saying sorry.

The moment he heard Li Yuanchuan 's report, he was no longer interested in working. He hastily suspended the meeting and couldn't get through her phone.

After running a red light and speeding again, I still saw her crying when I rushed back.

Zhao Wuling's voice seemed to be wet, and he shook his head and cried: " Jiang Ye, I'm not. "

She is not a flower of evil, she does not waste taxpayers' money on her uncle's extravagance, and she is not a bitch.

" I know, no, " Jiang Ye repeated her words and put her on the soft bed, " We are not Lingling, I will solve it. If you don't cry, what will happen if your eyes are damaged by crying. "

Zhao Wuling's voice slowly dropped, and his tears were kissed away bit by bit.

Jiang Ye reached out and held Zhao Wuling's wrist, checking that her pulse beat frequency was within the normal range before he felt relieved.

Finally there's time for reckoning.

The original article spreading rumors about Zhao Wuling has been deleted, and Zhao Pingbei probably discovered it and disposed of it.

The problem now is that rumors are spreading, and no one cares about clarifying the rumors.

…

Jiang does not have a Weibo, and has no intention of registering one. Zhiyuan Capital's official blog is usually used to publish financial news, but now it is no longer the case, and it has issued a serious statement.

Zhiyuan Capital V : Thank you for your attention to Ms. Zhao, but the original articles are all false news.

The article mentioned that most of the jewelry was voluntarily and unconditionally given by Mr. Jiang Ye, the founder and CEO of our company, to Ms. Zhao when they were in love. It did not involve any so-called " power and wealth transactions . " Our company will not damage Ms. Zhao's reputation. All users retain liability rights.

I am very sorry for occupying public resources. I reposted this article on Weibo to clarify. A week later, 1,313 users were selected, each worth 99,999 yuan, and another user was selected to provide lifelong investment advice services from Zhiyuan Capital Holdings Company. The request was for Miss Zhao. If you make any verbal slander, the lottery for this event will be supervised by the Weibo lottery platform. Please forward it. [ Lottery link ]

The total lottery amount was as high as more than 100 million, and Weibo's official platform did not dare to bear it. They called repeatedly to confirm, and when they got a positive answer, they were shocked and stepped up their actions. They also hired a third party to help temporarily store the amount.

Jiang didn't know how many people had read that specious article . What he wanted to ensure now was that the clarification spread wider than the rumors.

Money would make this clarification especially profound.

hot -searched term #一亿彩票# quickly became a hit, and Zhao Wuling's family background was further clarified.

The only daughter of a shipping boss in Huaicheng , the expensive jewelry was a gift from her boyfriend. However, her uncle happens to be in politics and has been relegated to the second line for many years. In short, it has nothing to do with sky-high bribes.

Netizens were indeed completely shocked. It's not that there are no large lottery draws on Weibo, but the probability of winning is usually too low.

Jiang Ye's lottery draw is for more than a thousand people, not to mention the more valuable lifetime investment advice service.

Zhiyuan Capital is one of the top private equity funds in China. Having suggestions is better than struggling in the stock market on your own.

The trend of comments changed almost instantly. Half an hour after the lottery was released on Weibo, it was reposted by 500,000 people. Some people later said that Zhao Wuling was not such a person. There was also a 100 million lottery ticket that shocked Zhiyuan. Almost everyone was shocked. In participation.

Zhao Wuling watched as his discussions became less and less. , exhaled, held back tears, and slowly calmed down.

I finally dared to turn on my phone again. It was filled with news that my family and friends were concerned about. Yu Shuang and Chen Manyun also made several calls respectively.

Zhao Wuling slowly came back to his senses, as if being pulled back to the human world , and slowly expelled the negative emotions from his mind.

When she heard the noise and turned around, she was caught off guard and saw Jiang Ye taking out a small red velvet box from his suit pocket and kneeling on one knee in front of her.

The action was too representative. Zhao Wuling didn't think that the red velvet box was ordinary earrings. His heartbeat almost accelerated again and he looked at Jiang Ye hesitantly.

The latter's white shirt had just been wrinkled by her, but his expression was still as abstinent and gentle as ever.

Jiang Ye's tone was solemn, and he looked at her, his voice astringent, with a hint of nervousness.

" Zhao Wuling, marry me. "

The revolving restaurant had been booked, and Jiang Ye suddenly didn't want to wait for dozens of hours. He only had one idea in his mind, which was to propose to her.

Now, immediately, he didn't want to waste a single second.

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Chapter 60 _ Jiaojin

◎ He is always there ◎

In the quiet and chaotic room , the gentle wind in the evening blew in, and the milky white curtains were blown up and down. The light and shadow of the sunset hit Zhao Wuling's eyes , and he had no time to take care of it. All his attention was attracted by Jiang Ye's movements.

Zhao Wuling knelt down on the bed, reacted slowly and looked at him with trembling eyelashes .

Zhao Wuling occasionally imagines the scene of being proposed to, but has no idea.

I used to be naive, imagining that this day must be grand and solemn , full of ceremony , her dress must be complicated and exquisite , and her makeup must be flawless.

The diamonds on the ring should be sparkling enough to make people envious, and the fiancé should be the pride of heaven and truly become her unique trophy.

All are contrary to the present.

Now her nightgown was so wrinkled that she couldn't see through it, her face was stained with tears, and the red mark on the tip of her nose was still there. Her mind was still confused and she was too confused to think.

=== Chapter 71 === _

The only thing that was similar to Zhao Wuling's imagination was her proposal partner.

She is one of the best actors in the entertainment industry with a handsome face . He couldn't be nicer to her . He can half-kneeling to put on her shoes and socks . I recently talked to Shen Hanyun on the phone and they all said that she has a worse temper . I need to pay more attention to her behavior. Convergence.

Because the diamond ring was too large in carat , it was shaped into the shape of a water drop , reflecting light in the dim light. Zhao Wuling opened his lips , raised his eyes, and met Jiang Ye's eyes.

Did she lose her memory and forget something? Why did she suddenly start proposing marriage?

After taking a deep breath to calm down, Zhao Wuling hurriedly looked away and coughed several times. He couldn't put his complex mood into words, so he could only hesitate: " Jiang Ye, you ... get up first. "

He was now kneeling on one knee, which made Zhao Wuling feel a little uncomfortable and his ears felt a little itchy.

There was no surprise. If I had to describe Zhao Wuling's expression, I would probably just be overwhelmed.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and stood up expressionlessly, holding the ring box in his hand. He was very calm. The next second, as if nothing had happened, he picked up the glass on the table with his wrist and shook it towards Zhao Wuling: " Would you like some warm water ? ? "

His tone was calm, as if he wasn't the one whose proposal had just been rejected.

Zhao Wuling bit her lip and looked at him, eager to determine his expression. Due to the angle, she could only see the side of his face clearly.

" Yes, pour me half a glass. "

It was strange, the atmosphere changed in an instant, Zhao Wuling grabbed the sheets anxiously, and they wrinkled little by little, leaving traces of her fingernails.

There was still water vapor in the upper part of the glass . A straw was inserted into it and it was brought to Zhao Wuling's lips. Jiang also lowered his eyes and looked at the top of Zhao Wuling's hair.

Soft and fluffy, even her hair was cuter than others, but her expression was so innocent that she didn't even need a sword to hurt him.

Zhao Wuling was really thirsty, so he took it and after drinking it, he bit the straw uncomfortably.

It was made of plastic, and Jiang was unwilling to let her have more contact with it. He frowned and took it out of her hand. His sleeve was pulled by Zhao Wuling, and he was forced to lower his head.

Zhao Wuling saw his unhappy expression clearly and bit his lip: " Jiang Ye, are you angry? "

Finally freeing the straw from her lips, Jiang Ye raised his hand to wipe away the irregular water stains on Zhao Wuling's chin before replying: " No. "

Jiang never did anything that he wasn't 100% sure of, and he was indeed disturbed by her changes recently .

Zhao Wuling was so arrogant and wanted Jiang Ye to be considerate of her after she refused. She raised her head and looked at him: " Then why were you frowning just now? "

He said he loved her, so how could he be angry because she refused to propose marriage?

" I don't want you to have a plastic straw in your mouth, " Jiang Ye held her casually tied ponytail with his palm, scraped the edge of her hair with his fingertips, and added, " There is no life. "

Her mood had just gone up and down, but Jiang could not bear to be angry with her.

It turned out that it was because of the straw. Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, supported the mattress, stretched out his arms to hug Jiang Ye, and grabbed the fabric of his shirt near his back.

" Jiang Ye, I haven't thought about getting married, I'm afraid, " Zhao Wuling leaned against Jiang Ye and murmured to explain, " Jiang Ye, I don't know ..."

She is still confused and can't think clearly.

The whole family pampered her, and Zhao Wuling seemed to still feel like she was a child. Although she had stayed alone in London for many years, she still had no ability to take care of herself. If she was unhappy, she would fly back to Huaicheng.

Just like Yu Shuang said, she is not serious about relationships and is not suitable for marriage.

Zhao Wuling intuitively felt that life would undergo earth-shaking changes after getting married, so she refused uneasily.

She does like Jiang Ye very much, but she doesn't understand why he is so concerned and anxious to get married.

Jiang Ye held her hand in his hand and moved it down little by little. The bridge of his nose touched the tip of her nose and brushed it gently. Zhao Wuling held his breath and saw Jiang Ye's eyes out of the corner of his eye.

Reserved and affectionate, Zhao Wuling has been looked at by these eyes thousands of times.

This kind of action was so familiar that Zhao Wuling almost developed an instinct by him, thinking that he was about to kiss, so he opened his lips slightly, waiting for Jiang Ye to kiss him.

But no, their foreheads were touching, close enough to see his eyelashes clearly. After looking at each other for a few seconds, Jiang Ye's breathing became heavier and he pressed Zhao Wuling into his arms.

Only when he truly held her in his arms did Jiang Ye feel confident to speak.

" I thought about getting married. "

Before Zhao Wuling had time to answer, he heard him continue.

" I couldn't get through your phone call on the way . When I came back, I saw you hiding in the closet and seeing you crying. I was thinking about proposing to you. "

Her happiness, anger , sorrow, and joy are all decided by her. She is afraid that she will be injured, so many years of experience will be in vain, and her state of mind seems to be back to that of a teenager.

Jiang Ye rarely confessed to himself. Zhao Wuling's struggling movements paused, and his strong and steady heartbeat could be heard in his ears.

" Marriage is just a formality, it means that I can take care of you, Lingling, no one is more suitable to take care of you than me. "

He didn't need Zhao Wuling to fulfill any obligations, and Jiang never expected to change Zhao Wuling, he would only love her.

The heart is like a sealed container. Now the opening is broken, and his love pours in like sea water. It is sore and hard to express because it is moved by his love.

Zhao Wuling blinked his eyes to prevent tears from rolling down, more like muttering to himself: " It's too fast. "

Her concern is that it hasn't been long since they reunited, so it's a bit crazy to talk about getting married now.

" Lingling, " Jiang Ye's fingertips rubbed the back of her neck and retorted to her, " I 've known you for ten years. You were in London and I have never loved anyone else. "

He was acting as a model student in Tsinghua University. He couldn't help but miss her. She changed her number. Few people knew about it. Chen Manyun didn't want to tell him. He touched Chen Manyun's ins and checked them one by one. He paid too much attention to her and was caught by Chen Manyun. Manyun's boyfriend misunderstood him as a suitor.

I saw her curling her hair, she accidentally lost her scarf in language class, and she bought a new necklace.

At night , I miss her very much .

In addition to his heartbeat, Zhao Wuling also heard the fortress in her heart collapse a little bit, and tears fell down.

Jiang Ye wiped away her tears: " I know you are not used to it . We can get engaged first, Lingling. If you don't want to, you can regret it at any time. "

Engagement seemed to be in the buffer zone between Zhao Wuling's fear and comfort.

Zhao Wuling had been persuaded and confused by Jiang Ye's words. He raised his head in confusion and confirmed: " Really? "

Jiang Ye nodded, telling the truth.

Zhao Wuling was a little hesitant, wondering whether it would be a bit of a leap to say yes now.

Jiang also instantly understood her expression, kissed her forehead, and asked, " Would you like to see the ring? "

Zhao Wuling blushed and nodded.

Finally, a small red velvet box was found in the pocket of Jiang Ye's suit pants.

Opening it, Zhao Wuling's eyes were instantly attracted.

Jiang Ye really knew how to impress her. He took it out of the box and put it on for her. He paused and finally put it on Zhao Wuling's middle finger.

I couldn't tell who was whiter, Zhao Wuling's finger or the diamond ring.

Zhao Wuling spread out his hand, admired it from a distance, and turned his head: " Jiang Ye, it seems a little tight. "

Of course it will be tight, because the size is customized for the ring finger.

Jiang Ye raised his eyes and said sorry.

" I let them change it. "

Jiang also reached out to help her take it off, but Zhao Wuling stopped him and said that it wasn't much different anyway.

Zhao Wuling liked it so much that he looked at it for a long time before putting it down. He turned around and confirmed with Jiang Ye again: " Jiang Ye, if I regret it, can I cancel it, right? "

" certainly. "

Jiang Ye's face was hidden in the shadows, the content was certain, but the tone was dark and unclear.

Zhao Wuling's attention was still on the diamond ring and he didn't notice it.

At night, they didn't do anything, they just kissed. Jiang Ye seemed to be in a particularly good mood today. He held her face tightly, their fingers intertwined, and her diamond ring shined.

Half asleep and half awake , she called his name.

Zhao Wuling was currently sleeping on his arm, almost asleep, Jiang also leaned over and continued.

" Go to sleep, I'm here. "

Jiang Ye's kiss fell on her forehead, and her hair was wrapped around his fingers.

He is always there.

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Chapter 61 _ Jiaojin

◎ You are jealous of me ◎

In the early morning , before his consciousness was fully awake, the skin between his fingers first felt a heavy weight. Zhao Wuling felt a little uncomfortable and stretched out his hand to adjust.

Observe carefully, you can see the silver-white ring and elegant design. Of course , the main reason is that the diamond is large enough and shiny.

Zhao Wuling had seen huge wealth, but Jiang Ye still knew how to impress her and was willing to satisfy Zhao Wuling's superficial vanity.

After admiring the ring , Zhao Wuling realized that she had agreed to become Jiang Ye's fiancée yesterday.

Because of the Flower of Evil incident , I was dizzy and my mood was not stable , so I was persuaded by him before I could react.

Is Jiang also like this at the negotiation table? He follows the guidance and works step by step. It is not difficult to understand the success of Zhiyuan Capital.

The room was empty , and Jiang had already left. He only left a note under the dining table, saying that the company had business to deal with, and that breakfast was kept warm in the kitchen.

When Zhao Wuling was studying, his writing was like a dog crawling, but Jiang Ye has always had a sharp writing style since he was studying , and his words are just like his person.

The signature was written with the character "jiang".

Zhao Wuling yawned , folded the note , and suddenly thought of Jiang Ye's words - " If you regret it, you can cancel it at any time . "

The fault tolerance rate was very high , and there seemed to be a way out at any time , which made Zhao Wuling feel a little more at ease.

However , it feels good to be Jiang Ye's fiancée .

Sitting at the dining table, after drinking milk, I had time to turn on my phone and check the messages.

Friends and family were the most anxious. Zhao Wuling responded selectively to his family, Yu Shuang and Chen Manyun. He quickly lost patience and simply edited a grouped circle of friends to say that he was fine, which was considered a response.

=== Chapter 72 === _

Within five minutes of posting, there were a lot of comments, concerned about her and her boyfriend who was officially announced yesterday.

In fact, most of them are just joining in the fun. Zhao Wuling has been admired by many people since she was a child, and she knows that kind of people are trying to please her.

Zhao Wuling looked down at it for a while and felt bored. Even the words he praised her for were only a few words repeated over and over again.

boring.

I spent a long time building it up in my mind before I had the courage to open the social platform.

It has been fermenting all night, and Zhiyuan Capital's clarification is still at the top of the hot search list. The clarification has been forwarded millions of times on Weibo, and the forwarding area is being refreshed every second. It is nothing more than talking about Jiang Ye's generosity.

The most mentioned word is " marriage " . The only daughter of the CEO of Huaicheng Shipping and the CEO of Zhiyuan Capital look like a combination of old money and new money .

As he slid down the slope, someone uncovered Jiang Ye's photo and resume. He was admitted to the competition, graduated from Tsinghua University, and founded one of the best private equity funds in the industry within a few years.

He hardly uses social platforms, so only photos taken by the media go viral.

Of course, the financial news will not retouch Jiang Ye's pictures. In front of the handsome and gentle man is a microphone for speaking, with a cold expression, and behind the gold-rimmed glasses are indifferent eyes, with a distinguished temperament.

It was a photo she had never seen before. Zhao Wuling swiped right and clicked to save the picture.

The comment is that some kind of polite scum kill me, saying that Jiang Ye's appearance is no worse than that of male idols.

Zhao Wuling didn't care, and wanted to verify something, so he continued to scroll down. After scrolling for a long time, he couldn't find what he wanted to see. He bit his lip in frustration and put the phone down on the table.

…

Netizen Lian Jiangye can figure out what her score was in the high school math competition. Why does no one care about her oil paintings?

Her haute couture skirt and jewelry attracted too much attention. Zhao Wuling really couldn't figure it out and was so annoyed that she wanted to throw things.

After a while, Zhao Pingbei called her personally and asked her to go back to her old home.

You should really be worried, because when Zhao Mingxiu was in middle school, he only wore a luxury mechanical watch, and Zhao Pingbei warned him to be careful about his words and deeds.

Although Zhao Wuling is not a direct relative and the expenses are income from Zhao Pingnan's business, he is still a family member of the former mayor in the public mind.

The servant greeted him at the door. Zhao Wuling casually took off the satchel and handed it over. He held his hands unconsciously and hesitated for a few seconds before taking off the ring on his middle finger and placing it in the compartment inside the bag.

Probably knowing that he had gotten into trouble, Zhao Wuling bit his lip and crossed the entrance hall , only to find that almost everyone was there.

The lights were not turned on and the living room was slightly dark. Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun were sitting on the sofa. Zhao Mingxiu stood aside. Zhao Pingnan didn't look too good and sat at the main seat.

Zhao Wuling was actually a little timid of the current Zhao Pingnan. Compared with his amiable uncle, he looked more like a powerful person in a high position and felt too oppressive.

Walking near the sofa and standing next to Shen Hanyun, Zhao Wuling bit his lip and said hello obediently.

" Uncle. "

Zhao Pingnan looked worried and his tone of voice was unclear, telling Zhao Wuling that the person who wrote the article had been found.

A new editor-in-chief of a certain self-media seems to be a bit ignorant and thinks he has the inside story. What really makes Zhao Pingnan angry is that the article can be published.

There are many checkpoints, and logically it should have been intercepted long ago. A little research can tell that it was inspired by the former political opponents , and the media who took sides were willing to hand over their names. Anyway, if they were investigated, they would only push the editor out.

Zhao Pingbei had already retreated to the second line in the past few years. Even if he recommended talents, he always promoted talents and avoided relatives, and had no intention of gaining power. Zhao Mingxiu and Zhao Wuling were both only children, and neither of them entered politics.

So that the people below forgot .

We have forgotten how Zhao Pingbei's fathers worked through all kinds of tricks, squandering their family wealth to fully support the national war of resistance. They never took the initiative to seek any reward after the victory . They forgot that the leaders of Zhao Wuling's grandfather's funeral came to attend, and they dared to make such a statement. article.

Zhao Wuling held on to her skirt. It was already late autumn and her skirt was thick. She apologized first.

Zhao Pingnan raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, comforting her: " The things were given by others, but it's nothing. They will be clarified soon. "

He was talking about her sky-high price jewelry.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes, confirmed that Zhao Pingnan's eyes were still calm, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But this incident is definitely a wake-up call. People in the center of power are used to looking at what others are doing. The situation is changing all the time. Zhao Pingbei has only been relegated to the second line for a few years, and the people over there are already eager to test things out.

The Zhao family is not short of money. As a reward, the port business has become almost exclusive to the Zhao family, but without power, it is difficult to say that there is a long-term guarantee.

And by that time, it will be too late to think about fighting for power.

This is also the reason why Zhao Pingbei is willing to promote the marriage between Yang Chengyu and Zhao Wuling. Power needs to be stabilized in the exchange. Yang Chengyu is the leader. He thinks that he has not insulted Zhao Wuling.

but now …

The next second, the tea cup hit Zhao Mingxiu's feet, and scalding hot water splashed on his suit trouser legs. Zhao Wuling was surprised at first and almost screamed.

Zhao Pingbei's tone was extremely angry and he blamed Zhao Mingxiu: " This is how you bring your sister to discuss business. "

No one dared to speak.

…

Zhao Wuling didn't understand Zhao Pingbei's high demands on his cousin. He even blamed Zhao Mingxiu for her falling in love. Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun looked at each other.

Zhao Pingnan and his wife gave birth to Zhao Wuling when they were almost forty years old. They loved her like pearls and jade, so naturally they were not willing to put Zhao Wuling's happiness on their marriage. Furthermore, Shen Hanyun only liked the younger generation. Yang Chengyu.

But Zhao Wuling didn't like it, so he went to Jiang Ye himself.

Shen Hanyun was extremely confused and hesitated whether to intervene . However, I felt a little relieved when I thought that Zhao Wuling's character was not very long-lasting.

Shen Hanyun knew very well what kind of character her daughter was like. Considering that Yang Chengyu grew up with Zhao Wuling, Shen Hanyun also asked someone to inquire about Jiang Ye.

He was too good, and Zhao Wuling couldn't grasp the scale he had built from scratch.

Qi Da is not a coincidence, and is definitely not a good match.

The family broke up unhappy in the end , and Zhao Pingbei stayed alone in the study. The younger generation who had been promoted in the past reciprocated the favor and quickly came up with a satisfactory way to deal with it.

There is another article by the same editor on the desk, with an equally explosive title, and the words almost sting Zhao Pingbei.

Zhao Wuling's rumors are groundless and can be clarified without any flaws.

Xie Wanzhi's was not a rumor.

Zhao Pingbei once had the opportunity to be transferred to Beijing to serve. His mentor at the time valued him very much, but his promotion was later shelved due to Zhao Pingbei's personal relationship.

At their position, they were no longer allowed to make mistakes. Zhao Pingbei couldn't handle it well, and basically all the roads he had paved in Beijing were broken. His mentor scolded him for ruining it on women.

Zhao Pingbei has known since he was a child that knowing power and status can bring a lot of convenience.

Zhao Pingbei was very powerful at the time and could instruct Xie Wanzhi, who had only been in the job for two years, to become the deputy editor-in-chief of the provincial newspaper.

It can lead to opportunities to meet frequently. Xie Wanzhi's nominal husband is just across the wall. Zhao Pingbei pinches her chin and forces Xie Wanzhi to kiss him.

Holding her face, he told Xie Wanzhi how incompetent her husband was .

Jiang did not come to the company. Song Shili repeatedly urged him to return for a follow-up consultation, but he appeared in the clinic again.

There is a slight smell of medicine in the room , which is not obvious. On the table is pothos, which is used to adjust the mood of doctors and patients.

Song Shili was wearing a white coat, with a pen in his breast pocket. He glanced at Jiang Ye, who was sitting opposite, and turned on his phone screen with his left hand.

It is Jiang Ye's WeChat Moments interface.

Jiang doesn't like to socialize either. He is a bit indifferent when it comes to social interactions. He almost never posts on Moments and his name is simple, JY . He almost surfs the Internet under his real name.

Every detail can reflect a person's character.

Now , the background image of Jiang Ye's circle of friends has been changed to a photo.

The white and slender fingers, with a diamond ring on the middle finger, made Song Shili almost suspect that Jiang Ye had been hacked at first sight.

The hot search was abuzz, and Song Shili quickly guessed that it was Zhao Wuling. He had seen the photo yesterday, and it was indeed beautiful, a flower of wealth among the jewels, otherwise Mr. Jiang of Zhiyuan Capital would not have been able to remember her for so many years.

Song Shili turned his phone over and asked knowingly.

" Jiang Ye, did you propose to your ex-girlfriend? "

Jiang Ye was in a good mood. He stretched out his hand and tugged on his tie. With a smile on his lips, he corrected Song Shili.

" Now I'm my fiancée. "

Song Shili clicked his tongue and took off the pen from his pocket. Feeling that the situation was a bit tricky, the end of the pen hit the table. Song Shili pondered, not knowing how to speak.

His prediction was not wrong. The neurologist's previous advice to Jiang Ye was to try to stay away from people or things that made him lose control of his emotions. However, Jiang Ye obviously did not adopt it.

Song Shili quickly looked through the medical records: " Jiang Ye, we said before that you should stay away from her. Are you sure you followed the doctor's advice? "

Song Shili had a headache just thinking about it. Instead of staying away, he had already proposed.

" I'm in a very good mental state . " Jiang Ye was also in a relaxed state , tapping his knuckles on the table, " Maybe you guys are not professional at all. "

Song Shili was too lazy to refute. He thought of something and continued: " Your ex ... fiancée agreed to your proposal, or is it just a passionate love? "

After all, the ring on the middle finger also means passionate love .

Jiang Ye's expression calmed down a little: " We are engaged. I said that if she doesn't want to, she can cancel the engagement at any time. "

Even before he finished speaking, Song Shili sighed. Now he could only pray that Zhao Wuling would not regret it and give Jiang Ye a vaccination.

" Really ? Does your fiancée know that you harmed yourself and that you have been receiving psychological treatment? "

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows and his tone was a bit colder: " I will take care of it before the wedding . "

Song Shili shook his head and disagreed. He reached for the water glass on the side, opened the lid and drank.

Jiang didn't know if he heard it, but he quickly made a judgment, looked at Song Shili calmly, and repeated: " I will take care of it, Doctor Song, you are jealous of me. "

Jealous of his happiness.

Song Shili couldn't help it in the next second. He coughed until he choked out the water, and his chest heaved. He didn't know where Jiang Ye came to the conclusion.

Seriously, is Jiang Ye's ex-girlfriend a poisoner ?

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=== Chapter 73 === _

Chapter 62 _ Jiaojin

◎ Enough to make her invincible. ◎

Jiang also rarely mentioned the engagement in front of Zhao Wuling to avoid arousing Zhao Wuling's resistance.

Let Zhao Wuling slowly get used to the fact that diamond rings are just decorations and get used to engagement contracts. When the real marriage comes , she will be in a much better state .

Jiang also had enough patience to ensure that there would be no mistakes in the process, and he gradually achieved results.

For example, Zhao Wuling has not been back to Lanshui Mansion for a while , and has carefully arranged the studio at Jiang Ye's residence. After laying down the background color, Zhao Wuling is used to naturally raising his head and kissing Jiang Ye.

Like now.

Jiang was also handling matters at the company, and Zhao Wuling called.

After several trials , Li Yuanchuan has figured out the rule , that is, other people's information can be judged according to its importance , but Miss Zhao's cannot.

Jiang Ye casually flipped through the documents and handed the phone to his ear, his tone unconsciously softened.

Zhao Wuling made an appointment with Yu Shuang to go shopping, but now she was at leisure. She could vaguely hear voices on her side, and asked doubtfully: " Jiang Ye, do you like black or dark blue? "

Downstairs at Zhiyuan Capital, there was a fund manager waiting to meet Jiang Ye. In order to meet Jiang Ye, he did not hesitate to bribe Li Yuanchuan at a high price.

No matter how hard he tried, Mr. Jiang, who he couldn't see despite all his efforts, was sitting behind his desk and seriously answered Zhao Wuling's boring question: " Both are fine , you take your pick. "

It's for her to see anyway , as long as she likes it.

Zhao Wuling was not satisfied with this answer and changed the topic: " Are you in the company ? I'll go find you. "

Jiang Ye picked up the pen and signed the document: " Is it okay in the evening ? I'll ask Li Yuanchuan to reserve a table for Western food. "

There were still some things to deal with , and he didn't want Zhao Wuling to know.

Zhao Wuling said nothing , and Jiang also instantly guessed her dissatisfied attitude . After a while, she probably walked to a quiet place and her tone was more coquettish.

" But I want to see you now. "

It was clearly Jiang Ye who drove her to the mall early in the morning.

Jiang couldn't say anything if he refused , and was easily captured by her sweet words.

After hanging up the phone, Li Yuanchuan, who had been pretending to be deaf just now, appeared at the right time. He Jiang also reported and told Zhou Lin what happened.

Zhou Lin was once a client of Zhiyuan Capital. He helped deal with Allen 's affairs a few days ago, and now he came to Xiang Jiang to seek reward.

It wasn't an extraordinary request, it was probably just because Zhou Lin's status made it inconvenient for him to do it. Jiang Ye thought for a moment and agreed.

His eyes fell on the watch, and Jiang Ye's tone was suggestive : " Tell him, if you have to do it, then do it absolutely. Leaving irrelevant people behind will only lead to endless troubles. "

He doesn't like uncertainty.

Li Yuanchuan was stunned because he understood the deeper meaning of this sentence. After a few seconds, he looked away and felt relieved.

He made no move, and Jiang also sorted out the signed documents: " Is there anything else? "

Li Yuanchuan said hesitantly: " Mr. Jiang , Wang Jing is downstairs and wants to see you. "

Wang Jing is another private equity fund manager. He failed in a bet with Jiang Ye and lost almost everything. Now he is waiting downstairs with his wife and daughter in embarrassment, hoping to see Jiang Ye one last time.

" Missing . "

Jiang no longer pays attention to his defeated opponents. The principle of survival of the fittest is verified every second in the financial world.

It's just that Jiang is also the best among them, rarely losing.

This was similar to what Li Yuanchuan was thinking, but he considered something else: " I don't think he has any intention of leaving easily. Wait a minute, Miss Zhao ..."

Zhao Wuling will inevitably see it.

Jiang Ye's eyes showed impatience : " Then let them come up. "

Zhao Wuling is coming, and Jiang has no intention of letting her know the cruel truth. He hopes that Wang Jing will have the ability to observe people's emotions.

The door of the office opened and closed. Wang Jing had a shrewd appearance, and his profession could be seen at a glance.

Now he is a little embarrassed, his suit is out of season, his chin is unshaven, and his eyes are green.

Next to him is his relatively dull wife and young daughter.

His daughter looked familiar, but Jiang didn't dig into it, tapping his knuckles on the desk: " Is something wrong? "

The man who was qualified to sit in the same conference room with Jiang Ye a few days ago looked a little embarrassed and embarrassed, but he still couldn't resist the urging of his wife next to him and spoke.

" Mr. Jiang , I admit that my skills are inferior to others. I can deal with everything else, but my children still have to go to school, and the school district housing is also mortgaged. I am here today to ask you to be noble and let us go. "

At the end of the gambling agreement, there was a problem of tight capital flow. Wang Jing mortgaged four or five of his properties, including the school district house.

What was only a trivial amount of money for Jiang Ye has now become the only opportunity for Wang Jing's daughter to receive an excellent education.

Boring and boring.

Jiang Ye would not show kindness at this time, so he loosened his tie and asked: " If it is really important, why would you take it to the bank as a mortgage? "

Just because he thought he could compete with Jiang Ye and wanted to take risks, Jiang Ye frequently looked at his watch and wanted to call security to come over and chase him away.

Wang Jing was speechless, knowing that Jiang would not be easily impressed. He weighed it again, gritted his teeth, handed over his certificate of surrender, and handed Jiang Ye a recording pen.

Jiang didn't care and pressed it casually. The sound was very familiar. He was probably a colleague of the same investment bank as Wang Jing and had also been in contact with Jiang Ye .

The recording must have been secretly recorded by Wang Jing when they were drunk. The noise was mixed with several people's comments and obscene remarks about Jiang Ye, saying that he was too unkind and would suffer retribution sooner or later.

The most serious curse was that he would not die well.

It's completely obvious that Wang Jing's duplicitous character and flexible moral bottom line are there . The people at the dinner table might be Wang Jing's friends, otherwise they wouldn't be so careless.

The content of the recording was so exciting that Li Yuanchuan broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but look at Jiang Ye.

The latter listened expressionlessly, as if he was listening to something that had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Ye clicked off the recorder and threw it back into Wang Jing's hand: " Manager Wang , if you want to exchange with me, please come up with something meaningful. "

Jiang Ye sneered and said in a mocking tone: " If I believe this, the things I have done over the years are enough to send me to hell many times. It is meaningless. "

It's fair. If Jiang Ye fails , they will use the same method to treat him, but Jiang Ye is always the winner.

No one cares about the loser 's incompetent rage. Besides, Jiang doesn't trust anyone in the first place, so he can't even be hurt.

Zhao Wuling sent a text message saying that he would be arriving soon. Jiang Ye quickly made a decision, hastily ended the conversation, stretched out his hand to straighten his tie, and asked Li Yuanchuan to see off the guests.

Wang Jing's family Kankan and Zhao Wuling passed by each other in front of the office building after shopping. They seemed to have no contact with each other. Li Yuanchuan stood in the lobby of the building, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to go upstairs.

The last time Zhao Wuling came, he was treated as an unrelated person who was provoking trouble. This time, it was Lin Wei who led a group of people and stood in two rows to welcome Zhao Wuling's arrival. Lin Wei smiled dutifully and said, Introduce to Zhao Wuling.

Jiang also has three or four general assistants, and special assistant Li Yuanchuan . He also recruited a new one some time ago to handle matters related to Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling was not very interested, nodded casually, and was about to go to Jiang Ye's office.

This time no one dared to stop him.

Are you kidding? It's hard for a top boss to fall in love. Even the official used it to clarify that the previous default background picture was replaced by a picture of a diamond ring. It's hard to say that he wasn't really moved.

Just now when Zhao Wuling walked into the office building, the girl at the front desk posted a joke in the group: " The boss lady is coming, everyone should get out of the way. "

Not to mention that Jiang Ye didn't attach great importance to Rongxin Technology's project and invested more resources and energy than originally expected. Now that he thinks about it, it might just be to please his girlfriend or to show his favor to Zhao Wuling's elders.

Walking into the office and pulling down the blinds as usual, Li Yuanchuan dispersed the watching employees without changing his expression .

In the confined space, Jiang Ye quickly held Zhao Wuling in his arms, feeling everything about her. He quickly held her finger, pinched it, and examined it for a few seconds: " Why did you take off the ring? "

His tone was pretending to be calm.

Zhao Wuling didn't care and replied casually: " I just did hand care. "

It was inconvenient, so I took it off.

Zhao Wuling raised her hand coquettishly, showed him the red marks on her fingertips, and said coquettishly, " And the size is a bit inappropriate. "

It was supposed to be sent to have the ring size changed, but Zhao Wuling didn't know what to do in the middle and forgot about it.

This answer did not satisfy Jiang Ye. He rubbed Zhao Wuling's fingers and made a serious comment: " It looks better wearing it. "

If the size doesn't fit, you can wear it on your ring finger, right?

That 's what he thought in his heart, but Jiang also pursed his lips and didn't say anything in the end.

He asked Zhao Wuling softly what he wanted to eat for lunch.

Zhao Wuling said it was casual and just let Li Yuanchuan arrange it.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Wuling took out the wrapped gift from the bag, opened it and handed it to Jiang Ye.

When she was browsing the counter, she suddenly saw a pair of cufflinks and thought they suited Jiang Ye very well, so she bought them.

Jiang also asked her to choose, and she chose black.

It was different from the brand Jiang Ye was used to. He stood waiting for Zhao Wuling to change it for him and said thank you. He liked it very much.

Then asked Zhao Wuling what else he did today.

Zhao Wuling frowned and was not happy to answer: " Yu Shuang and the others invited celebrities and Internet celebrities to the party, which made it a mess. I didn't like it, so I didn't stay much. "

Jiang Ye touched her cheek with his hand and said, " If you don't like it , don't go. "

Zhao Wuling looked even more depressed: " Yu Shuang said there is a male star, I will join in the fun. "

I am completely different from the cool male god on the screen. He knows her identity, smiles a little flatteringly, and has more pink on his face than hers. He said that he knew she had a boyfriend and would not bother him again afterwards.

It is inevitable that there will be some loss of interest.

Oh, it turns out I just came to see him because I was bored.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows and tightened his arms holding Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling understood his thoughts, raised his head, kissed Jiang Ye's chin, and stood unsteadily, holding on to the table.

" No, I just suddenly thought that there are male celebrities here too. "

Jiang's surname also highlights Zhao Wuling's aesthetic point the most.

Jiang Ye lowered his head , held her waist, and nibbled her chin: " Why are you so good today ? "

Zhao Wuling's coquettishness as a girl transformed into a more endearing trait as an adult, and Jiang almost had to restrain his love and desire for her .

Zhao Wuling was so fascinated by his kiss that she hugged him and wiped the cherry-colored lip gloss on his shirt. Suddenly something occurred to her and she pulled away a few inches.

=== Chapter 74 === _

" I met that man down there, and he said that his daughter wanted to go to school, but there was no place for a house. "

Jiang Ye really didn't like the way Zhao Wuling cared about others, so he nodded indifferently.

Zhao Wuling played with his tie in her hand and looked at him: " Jiang Ye, don't you think her daughter looks familiar? "

How long do we have to talk about before someone can kiss him.

Jiang also recalled patiently.

I know, not long after he and Zhao Wuling first met, Zhao Wuling went to participate in Meng Yao's art exhibition. Outside the art museum, the little girl who asked Zhao Wuling for a pass was Wang Jing's daughter.

What a coincidence indeed .

But he didn't want to hear it. Wang Jing's lies could only deceive Zhao Wuling. Compulsory education had been universal for many years, so how could he not learn it?

It's just that Wang Jing has been in the elite class for too long and can't accept the big gap for a while.

Zhao Wuling bit his lip and kissed behind Jiang Ye's ear, his voice moist: " I was sitting on the steps, and his daughter said to me, you are looking at me, and I looked up, it was really you, like yes …"

It's like returning to a childhood dream, Jiang holding an umbrella is so heart-warming.

Who can take care of his boss who changed his mind frequently? Li Yuanchuan hurriedly chased him out. What was somewhat humorous was that Wang Jing even mortgaged his car, so he was still standing on the roadside waiting for the bus.

" Manager Wang , please stay— "

Panting and finally catching up, Li Yuanchuan swallowed hard and said: " Manager Wang , Mr. Jiang has changed his mind and said that you can keep the school district room where your daughter goes to school. "

Wang Jing was stunned for a moment, then reacted. His expression was obviously ecstatic, and he sensed more possibilities. He was interrupted by Li Yuanchuan before he could speak.

" Mr. Jiang also said, that's all. "

Greed is enough to make a snake swallow an elephant.

Jiang Ye's prediction was too accurate, and he even thought of his response in advance.

Li Yuanchuan didn't show it on his face, but in his heart he felt that Wang Jing was lucky today. Compared to Jiang Ye, Zhao Wuling was more naive.

Jiang Ye was willing to protect Zhao Wuling's kindness, and Li Yuanchuan conveyed the message almost with emotion.

Because Zhao Wuling did n't understand what he had gained—

It is the sincerity and preference that an invincible capitalist has retained since his youth, fighting in a jungle of swords and shadows.

Enough to make her invincible.

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Chapter 63 _ Jiaojin

◎ Good, bad, sick , she likes them all. ◎

After finishing his meal at the revolving restaurant , Jiang Ye went back to the office to handle things. Zhao Wuling was a little drunk because of drinking. He leaned on the sofa next to the office and played with his mobile phone with his head down.

Zhao Wuling has become really popular recently. He can't even post two posts in a month on Weibo, but his followers are rising rapidly . A lot of netizens are saying check-ins below , and occasionally, backstage, invitations to Zhao Wuling to participate in variety shows are received.

It's just that most of them are boring ordinary variety shows, and there are even invitations for romantic variety shows. Zhao Wuling clicked on them once and stopped checking them.

There was also an insignificant incident . " Walking with Art · Wuzhen" was aired to test the waters . It was tepid in the early stage . By the second episode of the week, word-of-mouth gradually increased and attracted a lot of viewers. Some sharp-eyed viewers found out Zhang Wanwan and Yu Shuang carry matching bags.

It's not embarrassing to compare styles . What's embarrassing is that they are obviously the same bag, but there are still subtle differences.

Zhang Wanwan is also a celebrity after all, so it is naturally impossible for him to carry fakes. Some big bloggers who know luxury brands looked at Yu Shuang's bag in the screenshots of the variety show and analyzed it from all aspects, and they all said they had never seen it before.

It's thought-provoking . After all, carrying an ordinary bag won't do much , but carrying a fake one is a bit downgraded.

As the situation worsened , Yu Shuang urgently came out to refute the rumors, saying that it could not be A- grade goods because a good friend lent it to her.

Just kidding , how could Zhao Wuling have a fake.

Finally, I got an official reply , saying that it was indeed authentic. The details were different because the model Yu Shuang carried was privately customized by their brand for top VIP customers in China. Not much other information is provided.

The trend changed very quickly. Bloggers who had previously talked about luxury brands were slapped in the face. Netizens began to speculate whether the friend mentioned in Yu Shuangkou was the same person who had made custom skirts before.

A little bored, Zhao Wuling yawned, looked up from the complicated information, and observed Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye 's demeanor when handling official business was actually a bit serious. He wore glasses because of his slight myopia. The narrow frames of the glasses were placed on the bridge of his tall nose. Zhao Wuling licked his lips, feeling a little moved.

She came close to Jiang Ye , hugged his neck from behind, and cooed in his ear.

Jiang Ye's movements froze obviously. The temperature of the skin behind his ears changed, and his attention quickly returned to the document.

Zhao Wuling caught a glimpse of his patient expression, and his bad taste in teasing people came back. He put his fingers into Jiang Ye's shirt collar and scratched it with a little strength.

Zhao Wuling smiled so much that his lips curled up, and his tone became more coquettish, as if he had discovered a new world: " Jiang Ye, your ears are red. "

What a surprise, why is he so innocent? He is almost the same as when he was in high school, and even the slightest kiss would make his ears turn red.

Zhao Wuling was really childish when he was studying . He liked to see Jiang Ye blush when he was speaking as the president of the student union, and there was a sense of contrast.

No matter how much admiration he received , the gold medal in the mathematics competition hung around his neck, and he was on the honor list for the second time, the female classmates at the same school said that he had a cold temperament, and that in a closed and narrow space, he was her subordinate, Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling scored 30 points in the math test .

…

Jiang Ye's office chair moved back a little, and with a little force, Zhao Wuling fell on his lap. He was caught off guard and changed his perspective. Zhao Wuling looked at Jiang Ye with a slightly confused expression.

The drunkenness made her a little sluggish, and her eyes collided with Jiang Ye's.

The air seemed to have suddenly stopped. She was clearly making trouble just now, but now she was staring at him in embarrassment. She turned her face away and called his name softly.

Jiang also looked at her and after a few seconds said, " Help me take off my glasses . "

ah?

Zhao Wuling didn't understand what he meant, but he still did as he was told. Zhao Wuling reached out to close the cold metal frame and put it aside on the desk.

Soon he knew Jiang Ye's intention.

He was so rude, he didn't say thank you and quickly kissed me.

After kissing her until Zhao Wuling frowned in discomfort, her fingers grasped Jiang Ye's neck, and the edge of the diamond ring on her middle finger touched his chin.

Zhao Wuling bit her lip and unconsciously spread her legs, touching his suit trousers, hinting at kissing him.

The work was finished hastily , and the names and surnames signed on the documents were not neatly written.

When the gun almost went off in the car, Jiang Ye opened the door and took advantage of the ignition of the car to lower his head and kiss Zhao Wuling. He held her back with his hand and invaded her mouth.

It's not even the rush hour after work, so the quiet and dark parking lot is perfect for committing a crime .

Jiang Ye was distracted and opened the car window for ventilation. Before he could move, Zhao Wuling reached out and grabbed her. Her voice was broken : " Jiang Ye, don't close the window, I'm afraid. "

In fact, it was because of some previous events that I was afraid of dark and closed small spaces. A few days ago, I had to open a door even to hide in the closet.

Jiang Ye moved quickly and lowered the window again. He slowly kissed the hair on her forehead and comforted her in a gentle way: " I'm here. "

do not be afraid.

Zhao Wuling didn't want to mention family matters, so he shook his head, smiled, and continued to kiss his chin.

The car was almost speeding, and finally it stopped steadily. He got out of the car, went upstairs, and crashed into the door. Jiang Ye moved quickly, and his knuckled hands went to untie Zhao Wuling's windbreaker jacket.

The weather in Huaicheng changed quickly and the temperature dropped. Zhao Wuling wore a white shirt with exquisite and complicated patterns, a plaid skirt from the autumn and winter series underneath, and a khaki jacket on the outside.

Jiang Ye didn't understand why Zhao Wuling loved skirts so much before, because when the weather got cold, he always had to worry about her getting cold. Now he reluctantly realized the convenience of skirts, and he put his palms through the hem of her skirt and moved slowly.

Zhao Wuling could hardly stand and could only rely on him, breathing heavily.

I don't understand why Jiang Ye is still so impatient after doing it hundreds of times .

Every time, Zhao Wuling was so nervous that his heart would jump out of his chest.

A few minutes later, he fell on the soft goose down quilt. Zhao Wuling buried his face in it and raised it again. His breathing was rapid, his face was abnormally flushed, his beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and his nails left red marks on Jiang Ye's arms. .

He used too much force and could predict the pain just by looking at the traces. Zhao Wuling calmed down and went to ask Jiang Ye with a guilty conscience.

After receiving his nonchalant answer, the kiss was about to fall. Zhao Wuling noticed something in his eyes and reached out to explore Jiang Ye's left wrist.

Watches always bothered Zhao Wuling, and Jiang never wore them again after she discovered them.

The scars on the inside of the wrist are sinister and sinister, traces that cannot be erased by time.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and observed her expression. His movements slowed down a little, and his wrists unconsciously turned to avoid her sight.

The next second, Zhao Wuling's lips came close to his wrist, and then his lips landed on it, kissing him again and again.

Jiang Ye held his breath, the inner part of her wrist where Zhao Wuling kissed her felt like it was being burned, and the afterimage of the old blood mixed with her face appeared in front of her eyes.

No more pain.

Jiang also lowered his head and stared at her for a long time.

A face as clean and pure as a magnolia flower, with sparkling eyes and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, kissing his scar.

Zhao Wuling raised his face, still innocent, and called her name in a charming voice: " Jiang Ye? "

She didn't get an answer, only Jiang Ye kissed her more passionately, almost drowning her.

It continued until interrupted by Zhao Wuling's phone ringing.

Zhao Wuling was distracted to see the source of the sound. He held his arm and tried to sit up. Jiang Ye stopped him and continued kissing: " Don't worry about who is calling at this time. "

Zhao Wuling could still catch a glimpse of the sunset by the window, escaping from under the curtains, and swaying bright lights.

I thought vaguely, there is no one to do this at this time.

" No, " Zhao Wuling turned away, panting, " Look who it is. "

=== Chapter 75 === _

of Jiang Ye's arms, she raised her head and looked at the name on the screen of her phone, which was Shen Hanyun.

It seemed that she had to answer it. Shen Hanyun was very frightened by the article a few days ago . She was worried about her mental state and called her frequently to show concern.

Forced to stop, Jiang Ye frowned unhappily , his eyes still lingering on Zhao Wuling's face, waiting quietly.

Zhao Wuling took a deep breath for a long time before he dared to answer the phone, fearing that something was wrong.

After the call was connected, Shen Hanyun didn't know what he was talking about. Zhao Wuling quickly raised his eyes, glanced at Jiang Ye, said casually, and hung up the phone after a while.

Returning to his side again , Zhao Wuling stretched out his hand to hook Jiang Ye's neck.

His expression was as usual, and his tone seemed to be concerned: " What's the matter ? "

Jiang Ye's tone was too flat, and Zhao Wuling forgot to think again and directly conveyed: " No, my mother messed up the rules and asked me to go on a blind date again. "

After saying this to make amends for himself, Zhao Wuling kissed the bridge of Jiang Ye's nose with his lips, his tone was asking for credit: " I even refused . "

Reward her quickly .

Jiang Ye's attention was not on this matter. He held Zhao Wuling's calf, slowly rubbed it, and spoke.

" Didn't you tell your family about the engagement? "

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a moment and explained: " That day ... my uncle was angry and didn't say anything. "

Zhao Pingbei got angry because of the article and even threw a cup, but Zhao Wuling didn't dare to say anything.

Jiang Ye curled his lips, grasped the key points of the information , and asked, " You didn't say anything later ? "

Zhao Wuling hesitated and didn't dare to answer, for fear of being caught by him again.

It's not that I don't want to say it, I just can't find the right time.

She didn't speak, and Jiang continued what he was doing before.

Zhao Wuling really couldn't bear it and tried to escape. The next second, he grabbed her ankles and pulled her back. His movements went deeper, as if he was punishing her. Zhao Wuling couldn't hold it back, she shed tears physiologically in her heart. Blaming Jiang is also a grudge.

On the other hand, he begged for mercy and awkwardly kissed him, suggesting: " Well, it depends on what time you are free. I will take you to see your parents. "

In short, it is impossible for Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun not to like Jiang Ye. He has been the kind of child from other people's families since he was a child, outstanding in all aspects.

Jiang Ye's face was still cold. Zhao Wuling came closer, humming and coquettishly talking to him, and then slapped him down, saying that he was so cold.

The villain Zhao Wuling complained first: " You didn't tell your mother either . "

The next second, Jiang Ye stared at her and said, " Who said no? "

On the second day of the proposal, Huang Wenshan was informed that a blessing would be better, and he would not care if there was no blessing.

Zhao Wuling knew that he was in the wrong, but he vaguely felt that Jiang was a little awkward: " It's not like I didn't tell you, and I like you so much now, what are you worried about? "

Jiang Ye seemed more like the insecure one.

Her expression at the moment was so moving that Jiang Ye's Adam's apple twitched slightly and he couldn't help but test it: " You like me no matter what I do ? "

Zhao Wuling didn't understand it well and thought he was talking about his previous self-harm, so he nodded randomly: " I like it , just don't do anything that hurts yourself again. "

Jiang didn't say anything either .

Zhao Wuling knew how to please him. She leaned closer, kissed his ear, and repeated: " Jiang Ye, I only like you. "

Good, bad, sick , she loves them all.

When I was young, how could I have imagined that I would be so entangled with him right now, that my love was all under his control, and that we would meet our parents together someday.

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Chapter 64 _ Jiaojin

◎ Jiang is also the antonym of tolerance ◎

Jiang Ye 's enthusiasm for marriage is something Zhao Wuling can't understand . Doesn't it mean that the marriage rate among those working in finance is very low?

Yu Shuang had a boyfriend who worked in a bank before, and Zhao Wuling heard a lot of confusing gossip from her, many of which violated public order and good customs.

But Jiang also seems to be different from the stereotype , and his execution ability is also very high.

On an ordinary morning, Jiang finally didn't bother her. Zhao Wuling had the energy to draw . She only wore a nightgown, sat on a high stool in the studio, and drafted with a pencil.

Meng Yao held a new painting exhibition a few days ago and still reserved a booth for Zhao Wuling , but Zhao Wuling refused.

The senior sister means well , but she can't always be like this , displaying her paintings in other people's art exhibitions .

Changing to a thin pen, Zhao Wuling lowered his head to apply paint, but did not notice that the door of the studio was opened very softly.

Zhao Wuling heard the noise, but he didn't take his eyes off the drawing paper because he was just about to finish coloring and was checking the size of the shadows in the still life.

Jiang Ye was silent for a few seconds and then asked: " Want to eat cherries? "

" Yes, " Zhao Wuling raised his eyes, but before he finished speaking , he thought of something and refused , " Forget it, you put it on the cabinet , I will eat it later. "

What the life assistant recently sent seems to be a new variety , sweet and juicy , and Zhao Wuling doesn't want to get his fingers dirty.

Jiang Ye knew her too well, so he didn't say anything. He put the crystal bowl on the cabinet next to him, took the cherry from it, pinched the stem of the fruit, and handed it to Zhao Wuling's lips.

The back of his hand with faintly visible veins appeared in his sight, his skin color was still white even in the sunlight, his knuckles were clear and his lines were smooth.

Zhao Wuling didn't think much, lowered his head and went to bite the cherry. The deep purple-red fruit was bitten open, and the sweetness and sourness occupied the taste buds. After Zhao Wuling bit it, he licked Jiang Ye's fingers, slowly and wetly, deliberately wanting to see him embarrassed. .

But no, Jiang waited patiently until she finished eating, then took out a tissue and wiped Zhao Wuling's lips.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and looked at him before discovering something unusual.

Jiang has already tied his tie. The formal suit should be customized. It fits well and has a crisp silhouette. His figure is very suitable for wearing a suit, and even the leather shoes are brighter than usual.

Zhao Wuling admired Jiang Ye's chiseled profile in the early morning sunshine for a few seconds before coming back to his senses and asked casually.

" Why are you dressed so formally today ? "

Although Jiang Ye usually wears a suit, he doesn't seem to pay as much attention to details as he did today.

Zhao Wuling seemed to have completely forgotten about it. Jiang also lowered his eyes and reminded her while looking at the top of her hair: " I'm not going to see your parents. "

Zhao Wuling remembered it, but felt that he might as well have lost his memory. He couldn't help but lick his lips, and finally bit his lips. He looked up at Jiang Ye, blinked, and tried to muddle through.

" I've been very busy these past two days. I'll go there in a few days. "

" Last Friday you said it was painful during your menstrual period. The day before yesterday you said your father was not at home. Last night you personally agreed. "

Jiang Ye put his palm on her neck and used a little strength: " Do you want me to help you think about it ? "

Jiang Ye even asked for leave from the company three times.

Zhao Wuling said oh, reached out to hug him, buried her face in his suit, and even lowered her voice: " Jiang Ye, I'm wondering whether I should go or not? "

She really changed her mind very quickly. When she woke up, she felt that the procedure of meeting her parents was cumbersome and the explanations required a lot of words. Shen Hanyun might have to rush the marriage, which gave her a headache just thinking about it.

At this time, Zhao Wuling was still thinking about persuading Jiang Ye, so she tugged on the hem of his suit and raised his head to kiss him: " Relationships are just between the two of us , so there's no need to talk to them, and it's a bit sudden. I'm afraid my parents won't be able to accept it. "

Zhao Wuling is a little clever who confuses concepts.

Wenxiang Nephrite asked for a kiss in his arms, but Jiang Ye could hold it back and did not refute. He asked Zhao Wuling, " Are you going to wait until the wedding before notifying them ? "

How did she know that Zhao Wuling hadn't thought about the wedding yet, so his thinking slowed down and he couldn't answer the conversation.

…

Anyway, we ended up sitting in the living room of the seaside villa. The weather had cooled down and the central air-conditioning was on. Zhao Wuling was wearing a knitted skirt, looking down at the diamond ring on his hand, and pursed his lips uneasily.

Shen Hanyun was eating bird's nest , but now she put the spoon aside and asked Zhao Wuling to sit down.

Shen Hanyun was naturally happy when her daughter came back . He stroked her hand near Zhao Wuling's arm to check if she was emaciated, and then ordered the servant to go to the study upstairs to ask Zhao Pingnan to come down. He deliberately delayed for a few seconds before looking at Jiang Ye with a confused tone: " Is this ? "

Jiang Ye's performance was impeccable. Expensive gifts were neatly placed aside, and his tone was humble and polite: " Hello, aunt, my name is Jiang Ye. "

Guessing it, Shen Hanyun was not surprised and nodded perfunctorily . His attention continued to fall on Zhao Wuling, scolding him with a smile.

" Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back? Your father and I just wanted to go to Lanshui Mansion to see you. "

Zhao Wuling had not returned to Lanshui Mansion for almost half a month. He smiled a little guiltily and raised the back of his hand to show Shen Hanyun: " Mom, I came today just to tell you ..."

Zhao Wuling didn't finish speaking, but Shen Hanyun had already seen the diamond ring on her middle finger. She was too anxious just now to notice it.

" Oh, new ring, " Shen Hanyun glanced at her daughter's guilty face, her tone was still calm, " The clarity is quite high. "

It seems that he is deliberately ignoring the meaning of the diamond ring.

Zhao Wuling made a slight noise, not knowing how to answer, so Jiang also spoke on her behalf.

" Auntie, I proposed to Lingling a few days ago, but I was always busy and delayed. I thought today is a suitable day, so I came here to tell you and uncle. "

Fortunately, Jiang also finished speaking, otherwise Zhao Wuling really wouldn't know how to explain.

Moreover, Shen Hanyun didn't like Jiang Ye, which surprised Zhao Wuling.

Before coming, she was still worried that Shen Hanyun would rush to get married, because Jiang Ye was indeed a good match in the worldly sense, clean and self-possessed, young and promising.

Shen Hanyun poured Jiang Ye a glass of water and smiled calmly: " Yes, Lingling has always been like this, three minutes of heat, you have only been in love for a few months, why not wait a little longer. "

The daughter she raised by herself, Shen Hanyun still didn't know what kind of character Zhao Wuling was, so she just thought she was fooling around. After all, she was young and passionate, so there was nothing wrong with agreeing.

Jiang Ye's hand was about to hurt. Zhao Wuling raised his eyes to observe the expressions of the two of them: " Mom, I'm really serious this time. I agreed. "

Jiang Ye sat side by side with Zhao Wuling, intertwined with her, and calmed down for two seconds: " Auntie, Lingling and I were classmates in high school. From high school to now, all these years, it's not just for fun. "

Zhao Wuling hoped in her heart that Zhao Pingnan could go downstairs quickly, otherwise the atmosphere would be extremely embarrassing.

Shen Hanyun nodded perfunctorily , making random guesses in his mind.

Zhao Wuling was an only child, so it was hard to say that Jiang didn't have this intention. After all, all the wealth accumulated by Huaicheng Shipping would belong to Zhao Wuling in the future.

The overwhelming wealth is enough for a man to tell lies.

Thinking of this, Shen Hanyun smiled and said, " Wait a little longer, there are a lot of things going on at home in the past two days. "

There will be a new election in two days. The younger generation that Zhao Pingbei once promoted is one of the candidates. The Zhao family is still waiting and watching. The tone there is that they are very willing to marry Zhao Pingbei's niece.

=== Chapter 76 === _

Zhao Wuling has a beautiful face. Before Zhao Pingbei stepped down, she was a rose nourished by power and wealth. But they all knew that without the protection of power, beauty would wither in an instant.

Shen Hanyun 's previous consideration for Yang Chengyu was largely due to his family background, but Jiang Ye obviously went to the other extreme. The scale of Zhiyuan Capital is indeed very large, but Zhao Wuling is naive and simple, how can he possibly play cross Jiang? .

If there is no way to continue the Zhao family's previous relationship in politics, then Shen Hanyun does not want a capable uncle, and does not care how much wealth Zhao Wuling's husband has. She only hopes that Zhao Wuling's husband will treat her with caution.

It's simple, obey her, look up to her, and pamper her.

With Jiang Ye 's status, it is difficult for Zhao Wuling to be free in a marital relationship.

She didn't know what she meant, so she turned to talk about bird's nests and asked Zhao Wuling to take some back: " I think it tastes better than the previous batch. Xiao Yang brought it back from northern Beijing. "

Xiao Yang refers to Yang Chengyu.

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered to say back to her: " Mom, if you want to eat, I can buy it for you, so why mention Yang Chengyu. "

The most important thing is that Jiang Ye's expression turned cold almost instantly .

Fortunately, Zhao Pingnan came downstairs in time. He knew that the two were engaged but didn't say anything. He asked Zhao Wuling if he was really willing.

Zhao Wuling curled his lips and nodded.

That's all Zhao Pingnan asked, saying that Zhao Wuling just liked it.

He knew more about Jiang and had common topics, so he turned to talking about business matters.

Excellent and humble, Jiang Ye also spoke in a measured manner, and Zhao Pingnan couldn't help nodding.

He was suddenly interrupted by Shen Hanyun, and he didn't dare to praise anymore. He kept looking at Shen Hanyun's face. It was obvious that the couple had not yet discussed a united front.

…

Zhao Wuling found an excuse to go to the garden with Jiang Ye, walked side by side, and went to hold Jiang Ye's hand: " Jiang Ye, do n't worry, my mother just likes Yang Chengyu, almost more than she likes me. "

" I just want to get married to you as soon as possible, " Jiang Ye said in a very calm voice and did not answer directly, " You know, I want to take care of you. "

It doesn't matter if Huang Wenshan disagrees, Jiang Ye's decision will not change because of her.

But obviously, Zhao Pingbei and Shen Hanyun decide Zhao Wuling's marriage.

Zhao Wuling tilted his head and leaned on Jiang Ye's shoulder, pondering his words over and over again.

Jiang also wanted to get married to take care of her.

Even though his heart was broken by him, he didn't seem that scared. Zhao Wuling took a deep breath, held Jiang Ye's hand, and called his name.

Zhao Wuling continued after getting the attention of the person in front of him .

" I just seem to think it would be nice to be your fiancée. "

It's not as scary as I imagined.

Because you know you don't have to change.

Zhao Wuling knew that some people's love was bad and would invade and plunder, but Jiang Ye's love was tolerant and made her feel free.

She was so caught up in this sweetness that she forgot about the news on the financial page, writing about the success of Zhiyuan Capital's bet, how many companies had been liquidated and bankrupted, and how many stocks her lover had sniped, gaining countless wealth from them.

In those reports, Jiang was also the antonym of tolerance.

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Chapter 65 _ Jiaojin

◎ As you wish ◎

Lunch was also eaten at the seaside villa . The dishes were light , delicious and nutritious. Perhaps because there were guests , the food was served on porcelain plates with light blue and white patterns, and the presentation was exquisite.

As Shen Hanyun gets older , he believes more and more in dietary therapy.

The family's new chef was hired from further south . He used to be the chef at the Black Pearl Restaurant . The original plan was to open his own private restaurant, but the Zhao family's remuneration was really generous.

It is the season for eating crabs . Fully ripe oranges are cut open and filled with plump crab meat and crab roe . The high temperature brings out the fruity aroma and sweetness of seafood .

Zhao Wuling's appetite was aroused , and he ate little by little with a spoon.

No one spoke at the dinner table. Zhao Wuling paused in holding the spoon and glanced at Shen Hanyun tentatively: " Mom, this crab-stuffed orange is not bad, you should try it too. "

It means seeking peace.

Shen Hanyun hummed and suggested: " You move back to the villa, and mom will ask the chef to cook for you every week. "

Shen Hanyun had long complained about the poor conditions of Lanshui Mansion. Furthermore , moving back would make it easier to take care of Zhao Wuling.

Shen Hanyun was chatting to death with just one sentence , but Zhao Wuling didn't dare to answer . He turned to Zhao Pingnan for help , and the latter gave her a begging look.

She knew it.

Zhao Wuling lowered his head and held the spoon hard , making a slight sound when the edge of the spoon rubbed against the porcelain plate.

The tableware came from a brand that hosted state banquets . He must not have expected that he would now be the target of Zhao Wuling to vent his frustration.

It was only during the meal that Shen Hanyun discovered Zhao Wuling's new little problem. Of course, Zhao Wuling had a lot of problems. Shen Hanyun only corrected the major issues, but mostly indulged in the details.

It's natural for Zhao Pingnan's daughter to have a temper. It's not like she wants to raise a lady.

But now Zhao Wuling is very used to spitting the core of cherries into Jiang Ye's hand, and asking Jiang Ye to help take care of it when drinking soup, as if he has done it thousands of times.

Shen Hanyun frowned and couldn't stand it anymore. He tapped the edge of the porcelain and reminded her: " Lingling, why do you get more unruly when you get older? Eat it by yourself. "

If I can't even eat well now, will I need help from others to put on my clothes in the future?

How to get married like this.

Zhao Wuling said oh, took the small bowl of soup from Jiang Ye's hand, and drank the soup himself.

Shen Hanyun almost said it three times since she returned to the beach villa. Zhao Wuling had never suffered such grievances since she was a child. She lowered her head and frowned, and the curvature of her lips disappeared.

After a few seconds, he still couldn't calm down and retorted to Shen Hanyun in a low voice: " Mom, Jiang didn't say anything. "

It's not like she forced him, Jiang Ye himself was willing to take care of her.

Shen Hanyun had not yet recovered from the shock of having a son-in-law, so she snorted coldly: " I think you are really spoiled. "

She herself was now experiencing the bitter consequences of spoiling a child.

Zhao Wuling didn't take it to heart. He glanced at the cherries in a glass bowl on the dining table, then turned to look at Jiang Ye. The hint was obvious.

There was dew on it and there were tough branches, so Zhao Wuling didn't want to do it himself.

Jiang also took a wet wipe from the side and wiped his hands. As if he didn't see her eyes, he pushed the soup bowl containing the white fungus soup in the direction of Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling was instantly dissatisfied.

He said he loved her, but Shen Hanyun didn't help her after she said a few words.

Jiang Ye put the wet wipe aside and explained slowly: " I just ate crab. Although the fruit is warm, I should eat less. "

It will hurt your body, so be more careful.

Zhao Wuling has been used to being taken care of since she was a child, so she probably hasn't been told this common sense.

Zhao Wuling sighed and reluctantly forgave Jiang Ye for his bad behavior.

Zhao Pingnan looked good. He pondered for a few times and asked for details: " Xiao Jiang, were you and Lingling introduced to each other by Ming Xiu ? "

Rao Shi Huaicheng Shipping is more of an industrial company and doesn't pay much attention to the tertiary industry. He also knows that Zhiyuan Capital is considered a unicorn in the private equity field and has a bright future.

Jiang Ye is by no means a lazy rich kid who just hides behind his parents.

" Not really, uncle. Lingling and I were high school classmates, but we haven't contacted each other for many years. Brother Mingxiu and I were discussing financing matters. We met by chance. I always feel that this is a fate given by God. "

Jiang Ye glanced at Zhao Wuling before continuing: " I dare not lie in front of you . I have liked Lingling since I was in school, from high school to now. "

The wrinkles at the corners of Zhao Pingnan's eyes deepened with his movements, and he was surprised. He glanced at his daughter and said, " I haven't heard Lingling talk about this much. "

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips and smiled perfunctorily.

She couldn't say that she had puppy love every day at Shenghua Private School. Although it could be seen from her grades, she wasn't doing anything serious anyway.

Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun looked at each other and continued: " I heard from Mingxiu that Zhiyuan invested a lot in Rongxin Technology. "

Rongxin has just started, but the resources it has received are considered top-notch in the industry. After completely changing the company structure, it is slowly getting on the right track.

Jiang Ye said matter-of-factly: " Of course, Brother Mingxiu and I will be a family in the future. There is no reason to favor outsiders. "

Brother Mingxiu, hell, when did the two of them become so friendly? Zhao Wuling sat next to him and wanted to laugh when he heard this title, but tried hard to hold it back.

Zhao Pingnan was very satisfied. The older generation inevitably valued the concept of family, and Zhao Wuling had no biological brothers or sisters.

Zhao Pingnan sounded melancholy: " Don't laugh at her mother and me. "

" Her mother and I worked hard to give birth to this baby. When Lingling was born, her breath was weaker than other children. I stayed by the crib for three days and nights without closing my eyes, for fear that something might go wrong. "

He cherished Zhao Wuling almost like he cherished expensive porcelain. In his memory, he was still a delicate child. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Wuling, who was babbling in the cradle, was already engaged.

Zhao Wuling raised his head and called Zhao Pingnan, but he raised his hand to stop him, feeling unspeakable.

" Xiao Jiang, as long as you are good to Lingling, what can we parents have to say about it? "

Zhao Pingnan's thoughts on his daughter's marriage were more natural. Jiang Ye was in good condition and a well-informed high school classmate. He didn't seem to have any bad habits.

Before she finished speaking, Shen Hanyun coughed a few times and turned to look at Zhao Pingnan. There was something else in her words: " Pingnan, if you're drunk, go upstairs and rest for a while. "

Why didn't it go as planned? They had just said it well and were not prepared to agree to the marriage as Zhao Wuling's parents.

Zhao Pingnan didn't respond. He held the red wine glass and shook his head drunkenly: " As long as Lingling likes it, what about this section chief and that major? We Lingling doesn't like it. It's not a sin to marry her. It's better for you to be Yang Chengyu's half-brother." To deal with it? "

There is no doubt about the cruelty of political struggle. Zhao Pingbei has been cautious in his words and deeds for so many years and has always looked forward and backward in everything he does. Zhao Pingnan also looks at Jiang a little better.

Shen Hanyun was suddenly distracted by her husband's sudden revelation of her thoughts in front of Zhao Wuling and Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye put down his chopsticks and held Zhao Wuling's hand under the table : " If Auntie is worried, I can ask a lawyer to notarize Lingling's pre-marital property. I don't need it. "

He is willing to share everything with Zhao Wuling.

=== Chapter 77 === _

His tone was too sincere, and Shen Hanyun sighed. He didn't want to make a decision now, so he said let's eat.

pity.

It's a pity that Jiang didn't have a father who was involved in politics , so he was always a bit unsatisfactory.

Zhao Wuling was too sleepy to open his eyes on the way back. He leaned against the car window, half-closed his eyes to rest, and fell into a deep sleep. After Jiang parked the car, he took Zhao Wuling out from the passenger seat.

Zhao Wuling consciously put her arms around his neck and moved her feet to kick off her high heels.

Because the movements were so familiar, he subconsciously thought that Jiang was also trying to carry her from the living room back to the master bedroom. Jiang Ye stopped her struggling, and Zhao Wuling woke up in a hazy state.

" Jiang Ye, why haven't you gone home yet? "

When she used the word " home " , Jiang was stunned for a few seconds before he hugged her up and said, " Come now. "

Zhao Wuling leaned on his chest and nodded.

The sensor light automatically turned on when getting out of the elevator, and Jiang Ye saw Zhao Wuling frowning because of the dazzling light.

He quickened his pace, pressed the fingerprint lock on the door , and went in slowly without turning on the light, wanting to put Zhao Wuling on the bed to rest first.

Zhao Wuling , who was held in his arms, reached out and turned on the light switch. Jiang Ye held her arm and helped her stand still, fearing that she would feel uncomfortable and ask.

" Lingling, what's wrong? "

Zhao Wuling raised her head and kissed him haphazardly while swallowing her saliva. There was no order at all. He stopped when she was satisfied with the kiss, pulled away, and stared at Jiang Ye unsteadily.

The tone of voice was also vague: " Jiang Ye, thank you. "

Zhao Wuling was actually a little surprised, knowing how rare what he did today was for Jiang Ye's character.

The high mountain flower, the moon in the sky, has come down to earth for her now, sitting in the seaside villa, speaking sincerely to please her parents, hoping to get blessings and recognition.

Jiang was equally surprised because he didn't know that Zhao Wuling would still consider him.

" No, " Jiang Ye put his hand on her waist to steady Zhao Wuling's figure and kissed her back, " They are also doing it for your own good. "

He will take care of it as soon as possible.

After only saying a few words, Zhao Wuling's sleepiness had dissipated, and Jiang Ye carried her to the sofa.

Her hair was long and soft, slightly curled and shiny, and Jiang Ye arranged it little by little.

Sitting next to her , he lowered his head to check whether her nails needed trimming. Zhao Wuling's nails were even in perfect shape, with round and cute nails, which made her feel even more surprised.

Jiang Ye didn't let go of her hand after checking. He kissed her on her forehead and slowly slid down to the bridge of her nose. His voice was also filled with lust .

" Lingling, do you want to move to the villa in Huanjing? "

Before, he was afraid that formaldehyde would be bad for Zhao Wuling's respiratory tract, but Li Yuanchuan said two days ago that the environmental index inside was almost the same.

Zhao Wuling knelt down on the sofa and had already begun to unbutton the back of the knitted skirt. Unexpectedly, Jiang was also talking about this topic, and he raised his eyes in confusion.

" Why did you suddenly remember this? "

" It's not sudden. It was originally a wedding room, but now it's ready. Cloakrooms are designed for you on each floor, and there is also a beautiful studio. The entire wall is made of glass, and there is a mountain view outside. And the creek. "

Zhao Wuling was listening, his expression already shaken.

Jiang Ye held Zhao Wuling's chin in the tiger's mouth of his left hand and rubbed her chin little by little.

" I think you have a better appetite for eating in the villa today. After we move to Huanjing, we will also hire a chef. What do you think? "

Jiang Ye hasn't decided yet what cuisine to invite, but he can invite a few more.

It was common for Jiang Ye to forget to eat when he was starting a business. His colleagues, Lin Xiao and others, were a group of people who didn't care about material things. They would eat takeaways day and night, then continue to look at stocks and discuss plans.

Jiang Ye's cooking skills were average, and he was always worried that he was not taking good care of Zhao Wuling well enough.

Zhao Wuling smiled and shook his head: " No need. "

She's just a little hungry today .

But it is true that Huanjing is not as convenient as the current residence, and of course it is not too far away. Zhao Wuling said coquettishly that she would have to think about it again.

Jiang Ye went to kiss the corner of her lips. Zhao Wuling thought of the news again and pulled away, seriously seeking his opinion.

The original plan of " Walking with Art - Wuzhen" was to shoot the exhibition promotion part in Huaicheng. The shooting of the second half has recently started, but there is nothing else. We even contacted two new advertisers.

However, the amateur who was originally contacted suddenly quit the program. Zhang Wanwan discovered that after the show was aired, it was the shortcomings that were exposed, and they would rather pay the penalty than continue filming the second half.

After all, word-of-mouth can only be retained a little bit, and any lovable roles in online dramas will be in vain.

Two seats suddenly became available, and the program team naturally thought of Yu Shuang's good friends.

The person responsible for contacting Zhao Wuling probably also knew about the previous hot search, and stated in the invitation letter the sincerity of the director team and would not use Zhao Wuling's identity and relationship to hype up.

Zhao Wuling also asked the reason, and the answer she got was beyond her expectation.

Miss Zhao, because you have spiritual energy.

It is said there that aura is the most precious thing now that homogeneous content is rampant. If Zhao Wuling decides to become an actor, he will definitely gain love even if he becomes a vase.

Zhao Wuling was really torn, biting his lip: " Jiang Ye, I don't know if I want to participate? "

Jiang Ye listened to everything before speaking: " As long as you want to go, then go. "

He will take care of the rest.

The question returned to the starting point, and Zhao Wuling retorted dissatisfiedly: " I don't know if I want to. "

There is nothing wrong with participating in the show. The reason why the program team has a good reputation is that there is no random editing. Moreover, the last time Zhao Wuling planned an exhibition was when he was in college, which was indeed a long time ago.

Jiang Ye chuckled at her tangled expression, hugged her freely with both hands, and forced her to look directly into his eyes: " Then why don't I help you make a decision? Go ahead. "

He knew Zhao Wuling too well. If she didn't want to, he wouldn't consider it at all.

Zhao Wuling really felt much more relaxed when someone else helped him make the decision. He breathed a sigh of relief and repeatedly emphasized: " Okay, since you made the decision for me, then I will agree to them. "

" good. "

Jiang did not comment and wanted to get up from the sofa .

Before she had time, Zhao Wuling grabbed her by the tie and kissed her deeply. Her lips and teeth touched together and she could smell her perfume, which was closer to her heart than ever before.

A long time passed, and Jiang Ye ended the kiss with restraint. His breathing was a little heavy, and he kissed Zhao Wuling's hair on her forehead to comfort her.

" Go to sleep. "

He felt that Zhao Wuling was tired today and should rest early.

But Zhao Wuling's patience had really run out, and his tone of voice rose. He quickly pulled Jiang Ye's tie away, threw it on the carpet next to him, and asked him unreasonably whether he wanted to do it or not.

He heard a very soft sigh first , as if he was pitying her in advance.

His eyes were quickly blocked by his palm , and his vision was lost, but his hearing became sharper. The snow-colored mountains collapsed in an instant, and the ups and downs were like breathing. His movements were powerful and it was difficult to escape.

The tone was so gentle that it was indescribable.

Say what you wish.

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Chapter 66 _ Jiaojin

◎ I am chasing you ◎

Zhao Wuling relented and said yes . She was happy except that the program team member was Yu Shuang. In her opinion, recording a program with Zhao Wuling was almost like a trip at public expense, so don't be too happy.

The part that needs to be filmed by the two inheritors of traditional skills has been completed , and some additional footage is now being shot in Wuzhen.

Yu Shuang explained that the only people filming in Huaicheng now should be the two of them and Zhou Fan. The rich second generation from before might have flying guests by then.

The makeup artist hasn't come yet , so Yu Shuang and Zhao Wuling are the only ones in the empty room for the time being, and they can hear the echo while chatting.

Yu Shuang felt sleepy after playing with his phone for a while . He yawned and threw the phone on the dressing table, complaining to Zhao Wuling about Zhang Wanwan's weird moves while recording the show in Wuzhen.

" It's in the north . I really don't understand her . Isn't it right by the river when we go out of Wuzhen B&B ? One time she couldn't get up, so she just left there crying. I thought there was a camera, so I did some face-saving tricks and said I Pull her up. "

Having heard Yu Shuang complain about it many times, Zhao Wuling was surprised that Zhang Wanwan still had fresh material, and nodded while holding her phone.

Yu Shuang gritted his teeth and continued: " In the end, this sister was so angry that she didn't dare to trouble me. She cried so hard on camera that she finally let Zhou Fan pull her up. "

Yu Shuang witnessed the whole process and gained a comprehensive and multi-level understanding of Zhang Wanwan's dislike . He was so annoyed that he wanted to kick her into the river on the spot.

She didn't do this at the time , but she rolled her eyes completely.

Netizens who were aware of this did not have any objections to her out-of-control expression management , and even made Yu Shuang's expressions into funny emoticons.

" Anyway, thank God Zhang Wanwan won't participate , otherwise one of us will go crazy sooner or later. "

Yu Shuang didn't want to think about it anymore and made a straightforward conclusion . When he turned around , he caught a glimpse of the diamond ring between Zhao Wuling's fingers.

The shape of the water drop and the cutting surface are also perfect. The diamonds next to it look to be in good quality and surround the main diamond.

" Tsk, " Yu Shuang held Zhao Wuling's finger and his tone unconsciously turned gossipy, " Such a big carat must cost a lot of money. "

Broken diamonds are a scam of consumerism, used to link with love, but what Zhao Wuling has is definitely a collectible.

The ring was prepared by Jiang Ye . Zhao Wuling shook his head and said in an indifferent tone: " I don't know, I never asked the price. "

She only cares about whether it's beautiful or not, and the price is not within Zhao Wuling's consideration.

Yu Shuang was once again attacked by the corruption of capitalism. He clicked his tongue and made a suggestion with a smile: " Lingling, do you know what I just thought of? When you and Mr. Jiang get married, you can just use banknotes as bouquets and make the wedding yours. Show off your wealth. "

Yu Shuang didn't stop talking, imagining a bunch of scripts for wealthy families such as marriage. Jiang Ye took a helicopter and circled in the sky over Huaicheng before appearing on stage to hold a romantic wedding with Zhao Wuling.

What a mess, Zhao Wuling frowned and refused: " I don't want it, it's so tacky. "

" Hey, " Yu Shuang remembered it and asked, " When will you and Mr. Jiang have your wedding? I'll adjust the time for the business trip. "

=== Chapter 78 === _

Zhao Wuling retracted her hand and leaned back in her seat. She looked down and checked her nails: " No, it's not decided. I'm just engaged. I'm not ready to get married yet. "

However, the chief designer of an Italian luxury brand was also hired, but he only designed ordinary high-end skirts for Zhao Wuling.

This prestigious designer is particularly good at wedding dress design. He has also designed wedding dresses for European princesses before, and he is also elegant.

Jiang Ye's cleverness lies in this. He will not force Zhao Wuling to consider the real wedding. He will try to get Zhao Wuling to accept a high-design dress with no additional meaning.

As for the designer showing Zhao Wuling the wedding dress design that was like a dream and having communicated with Jiang Ye in advance. She liked it and took the initiative to measure the size. That was another matter.

The makeup artist quickly knocked on the door and came in with his makeup bag, ready to do makeup for the two of them, and the conversation stopped there.

Yu Shuang became more familiar with her and finished her makeup while chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere in the room became much more relaxed.

The makeup artist then looked at Zhao Wuling and started with a few simple greetings.

Naturally, the program team paid her to help the guests use their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, but Zhao Wuling's eyebrows are really flawless, delicate and harmonious, with a beauty that makes people swoon. Her smile is even more seductive, and because of her family Some are noble due to the environment.

The beauty like a wealthy flower is still the highest level.

The makeup artist 's fingers fell near Zhao Wuling's cheek. She held her breath and couldn't help but be distracted and praised: " Miss Zhao's bones are very good. She doesn't need any makeup. "

The skin is also very good, healthy, rosy and fair. Except for the less obvious cyan shadow under the eyes, there is almost nothing that needs makeup to cover it.

In the end, she only applied a light foundation and changed to lipstick that was more suitable for Zhao Wuling's lip color.

She is so beautiful that the makeup artist joked when packing her things: " If everyone were like Miss Zhao, we would probably lose our jobs. "

Zhao Wuling smiled and lowered his head to return Jiang Ye's news.

" Walking with Art · Wuzhen" was recorded in Huaicheng. Jiang Ye sent Zhao Wuling here this morning, but he still sent a lot of messages asking questions throughout the morning.

8:44

[ JY : Have you finished recording? 】

9:08

[ JY : Have you finished recording? I will pick you up. 】

9:39

【 JY : Haven't you finished recording yet? 】

…

Jiang Ye seemed to be suffering from separation anxiety . Zhao Wuling could hardly recover, so he tried every means to explain to Jiang Ye that the program could not be recorded in ten minutes.

Yu Shuang, who was nearby , caught a glimpse of the dense dialogue boxes on Jiang Ye's side, with an unexpected expression: " I said, Lingling, why are you so strict, Mr. Jiang? "

Somewhat unexpected.

" No, " Zhao Wuling turned off the phone screen and put it into the bag, looked up at Yu Shuang, " Let's go. "

The shooting was on location. The director took the split shot script and explained that today he needed to reshoot Zhao Wuling's split introduction part first.

So Zhao Wuling instantly became the protagonist of the shooting.

It was the first time that Zhao Wuling knew that filming was such a troublesome thing. The quality of the previous programs was very high. The director did not want the decline in reputation in the later period to affect the overall rating. The level of excellence can only be described as strict.

In compliance with their agreement, the director did not talk about Zhao Wuling's family background or her boyfriend. When introducing him, he only mentioned that he was a young painter. However, he couldn't handle it in this age where everyone is online and the news spreads very fast.

Almost everyone in the program team had read the clarification on Weibo and knew about the relationship between Zhao Wuling and Jiang Ye.

Curious and gossipy eyes looked over . Although there was no malice, Zhao Wuling was somewhat uncomfortable. He tried hard to suppress the strange feeling in his heart and smiled at the camera.

Zhao Wuling's face is also very suitable for the camera. Others may have the problem of getting fat on camera. Zhao Wuling does not need to worry at all. The photographer of the program team slowly panned the camera, trying to capture Zhao Wuling's hair being blown by the wind. fragment.

Didi— _

There was a quick and short sound, and the director called out. He had no time to restrain his temper and said angrily: " Whose phone is it that I don't know how to turn off? "

No one dared to look at him. After a few seconds, the cameraman silently raised his hand: " Director, the camera is ringing. "

It is impossible for a camera costing more than 100,000 yuan to have any problems, but it was indeed buzzing at this moment. The cameraman had never encountered this situation before, so he probably checked it roughly and found no problems.

Frowning in embarrassment, the cameraman finally looked at Zhao Wuling with no hope: " Miss Zhao, do you have any electronic equipment on you? "

Zhao Wuling hummed and took it out of his bag: " I brought my mobile phone. "

Before he finished speaking, the camera continued to beep, and Zhao Wuling also tilted his head in confusion.

Yu Shuang spoke thoughtfully : " Lingling, let me hold the phone for you and try it first. "

Yu Shuang walked aside with his cell phone, and the camera slowly became quiet. Yu Shuang was surprised, and he held his cell phone close to the camera. When he got too close, the camera began to chirp like it was collapsing.

The sharp sound irritated the eardrums, Yu Shuang was startled , and quickly grabbed the phone and left.

Now, the key to sound seems to be clear.

It's Zhao Wuling's cell phone, and the camera will beeping wildly whenever he gets close to it.

Zhao Wuling's expression was even more puzzled: " My mobile phone is not the National Bank version. Is this the reason? "

The mobile phone Zhao Wuling is using now was bought in London, and it may be slightly different from the one in China.

She could only think of this reason.

" I don't know, " the cameraman shook his head, " Ms. Zhao, you can leave your phone at Yu Shuang's place for now, okay? "

In the end , she managed to finish filming the content required for Zhao Wuling's short film. The sun outside was still a bit bright, and Zhao Wuling's makeup was a little stained. She didn't care and fumbled for the charging cable in the lounge.

Although she doesn't play much, her phone has been like a parasite recently , always consuming battery very quickly.

She was looking for the charging cable among the pile of clutter on the table . Zhou Fan appeared quietly next to her, silently picked out the charging cable and handed it to her.

" Thanks. "

Zhao Wuling took it and plugged it into the charging port of his mobile phone.

Zhou Yifan smiled and answered : " Miss Zhao, long time no see. "

However, the news about her was not unfamiliar. First, she frequently appeared in hot searches. Her family background was more prominent than he imagined, and her fiancé had a well-known name, and he seemed to value her very much .

Zhou Yifan felt indescribably melancholy. In the past, his eyes were always higher than his head, and he was always destined to have no fate.

He had a crush on Zhao Wuling at that time because she had such a stunning face, but now, the huge gap could make him feel inferior in front of Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling glanced at him and said, " It hasn't been long. "

What a strange person.

Zhao Wuling lowered his head to study the tangled charging cables and heard him ask.

" Miss Zhao, do you need me to take you home? "

Zhao Wuling replied without hesitation: " No need. "

" I have a boyfriend, " Zhao Wuling hurriedly charged a little before unplugging his phone and added, " And I don't like you either. "

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a figure outside the lounge. He was tall and thin. The tie was one she had chosen personally this morning. Of course it looked familiar.

Zhao Wuling looked at Zhou Fan and said with a smile: " Mr. Zhou, my boyfriend is here. By the way, let me remind you, he doesn't like men approaching me. "

Zhou Fan came to his senses and barely regained his senses. Knowing that Jiang Ye's status could make him disappear from the art circle in an instant, he left in a hurry.

He Jiang also ran into him when he was going out , and Zhou Fan staggered a little awkwardly.

Zhao Wuling leaned on the table, feeling funny. He curled his lips and stretched out his arms towards Jiang Ye who came in, intending to hug him .

" Why did you come up? "

It's not like we agreed to wait downstairs.

Jiang Ye hugged her naturally and answered the question : " Who was that just now? "

Zhao Wuling was still wearing high heels and was a little tired. Little by little, she transferred her weight to Jiang Ye's arms: " No one, just the guests on the show. You heard me reject him. "

" Well, " Jiang Ye grabbed her waist, " your tone is too kind. "

Some people are very good at guessing and always think they have a chance to covet the princess.

Couldn't Zhao Wuling give him a slap in the face and tell him to get out? Jiang didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

Zhao Wuling was unjustly accused this time. He pursed his lips unhappily and asked, " How can I be so kind? I call him Mr. Zhou. "

Jiang Ye was even more dissatisfied : " You still remembered his last name. "

Zhao Wuling was amused by his thinking circuit and didn't know what he thought of: " Then when you crashed the car , didn't you also call me Miss Zhao? "

As soon as he reminded her, Zhao Wuling also thought of settling the accounts with Qiu Hou, so she pulled away a little and poked his chest with her fingertips: " Jiang Ye, do you know that you were very indifferent to me before? "

He called her Miss Zhao, deliberately pretended not to know her, and said in front of Zhao Mingxiu that he had been deceived in his relationship before.

Zhao Wuling thought about it carefully, and it was all her fault that they were together today.

Jiang is only responsible for being himself.

Feelings of grievance took over again , Zhao Wuling frowned and scolded him: " You didn't even chase me, I was chasing you. "

Jiang Ye is even harder to chase than in high school.

Zhao Wuling was so innocent, Jiang Ye curled his lips and hugged her.

" Yes, we Lingling worked hard, chase me. "

If it weren't for the accidental car crash and Zhao Mingxiu, Zhao Wuling felt that the chance of her and Jiang Ye meeting was extremely small.

Fortunately, the threads of fate are intricate and tie them together again.

Zhao Wuling returned to his arms and murmured his name. After a few seconds, he guessed that he was in a good mood and spoke first.

" Yang Chengyu wants to be transferred out again. I will meet with him before he leaves. Don't be angry. "

Jiang Ye was far from being as generous as he showed, but he didn't want to ruin his image in Zhao Wuling's heart, so he kissed her and said, " For the last time, I will send you there. "

After everything was settled, Jiang also thought that this was where the problem first emerged.

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Countdown to Jiang Ye's good days ~

Thank you everyone for your comments on Wu Wu's tweets (bowing after spinning and jumping). Thank you to the little angels for the red envelopes!

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Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard.

=== Chapter 79 === _

Chapter 67 _ Jiaojin

◎ Do you have anything to confess ? ◎

Zhao Wuling suspected for the umpteenth time that Zhiyuan Capital was going to go bankrupt , otherwise Jiang Ye would have had so much free time to condescend to be her driver.

In the morning , she hung out with him in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Zhao Wuling was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes . His expression was still dazed, and he was adjusting his collar in front of the mirror in front of the passenger seat.

The ends of his eyes were unnaturally red, and his " masterpieces " were densely covered under the white turtleneck sweater.

Zhao Wuling sometimes thought it was fun before, deliberately kissing him, panting when wet , and tempting him to lose control , but now she doesn't feel that way anymore.

Don't dare to think so.

Jiang Ye is really full of energy and never knows how to restrain himself. After messing around with her , he can still keep his face straight and go to work in a suit and tie.

The smooth-lined car stopped in front of the agreed place, and Jiang was wearing a rare black shirt.

It has a touch similar to silk, and the buttons of his shirt are also smooth. The outline of his profile is clear, and he also has a sense of laziness after being satisfied, making him more like a noble man.

Zhao Wuling was in the passenger seat, and Jiang was trying to endure. He lowered the window , held a cigarette between his fingers , and rested his fingers on it , watching Zhao Wuling slowly check his makeup.

Zhao Wuling didn't want to give Yang Chengyu the wrong impression, so she didn't put on much makeup . She applied lip gloss casually in front of the mirror , and didn't even have time to put on lip line or arrange her curls .

Slightly curly and yet resilient, it is in much better condition than before.

Because Jiang Ye was more patient than Zhao Wuling, he could use an absorbent towel to help her dry her wet hair little by little, but he was also very strict and did not allow Zhao Wuling to sleep with wet hair.

When Zhao Wuling was at home, he didn't even listen to what Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun said. Jiang Ye also fulfilled Jiang Ye's requests selectively, testing them repeatedly on the edge of making him angry, just for fun.

Sensing Jiang Ye's gaze, Zhao Wuling turned around and discussed with him.

" You go and do your work. I can do it myself. I will go home after seeing him. I promise you, Jiang Ye. "

Zhao Wuling really felt uncomfortable, and who knew what would happen when the two people met.

She didn't understand why Jiang Ye was so hostile to Yang Chengyu, since they were both engaged.

Zhao Wuling took the initiative to move up and kiss the corners of his lips. The lip gloss she had just applied touched a little on his chin. She felt a sense of disobedience, so she curved her lips and smiled, pulling on his sleeves to act coquettishly, joking. .

" You go back to the company. If you don't go, someone will make money for me to spend. "

With the status of his fiancée, Zhao Wuling can spend more and more confidently. Zhiyuan Capital also has a controlling stake in Huanjing Shopping Mall, which soon became a new place for young ladies to shop.

The manager of the shopping mall is also very discerning and will temporarily close the business at a fixed time period to entertain Zhao Wuling alone.

It was quite effective, and his boss praised him several times for his knowledge of current affairs.

Jiang did not comment, reached out and pinched Zhao Wuling's wrist, his eyes fell on the ring on his middle finger, and repeated her words: " Are you going home after meeting him ? "

Zhao Wuling looked at him and nodded.

She knew, she knew Jiang would compromise again .

Always.

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Ye casually threw the unlit cigarette onto the shelf in front of the car. The white cigarette body wrapped in thin gold rim rolled down a few inches before he could stop.

Jiang Ye turned sideways and opened the door: " I'll take you down. "

It was a compromise, and Zhao Wuling happily accepted it.

Only after getting off the car did I know Jiang Ye's plan. Occasionally, people came and went on the street. Yang Chengyu was sitting on the seat by the window. Jiang Ye squeezed her hand and refused to let go no matter how hard Zhao Wuling struggled.

" Jiang Ye? "

Zhao Wuling frowned and was quickly brought into his arms and kissed her. She could only get oxygen from him.

The meaning of possession is heavier, diluting the charming thoughts.

Zhao Wuling finally struggled to get away, but his hand was still in his.

Looking up , he saw an ambiguous red mark on Jiang Ye's chin. His cold eyebrows still had a provocative look, looking through the glass at Yang Chengyu not far away.

As if asserting sovereignty , the movement is slow and sure.

Zhao Wuling was embarrassed by his frankness and hurried into the restaurant. After putting down her bag, she apologized to Yang Chengyu opposite.

Who knows why Jiang Ye suddenly did such a thing.

" Tissue, " Yang Chengyu handed her a tissue and asked her to wipe the corners of her lips. He shrugged, smiled, and concluded, " He cares about you as if he were a prisoner. "

He is even more possessive than he was when he was young.

" No, " Zhao Wuling pursed his lips uncomfortably and explained, " I did ..."

It's true that he didn't have a clear conscience, and it was obvious that Jiang also had no sense of security in this relationship.

Yang Chengyu raised his eyebrows but said nothing more, because Zhao Wuling himself was willing.

Everyone was silent, and the awkward atmosphere from before came back again. Yang Chengyu glanced at Zhao Wuling, put his hands on the table, folded them together, and called her name seriously.

" Do you remember the camera I gave you before? "

" Remember. "

Zhao Wuling also took back photos taken privately by Shenghua, but he didn't know the reason why Yang Chengyu mentioned it.

" There is a concept called flushing in photography, " Yang Chengyu raised his eyebrows, knowing that Zhao Wuling did not notice the words engraved on the inside of the camera, " Film has a high error tolerance rate. No matter how the film makes mistakes, it can pass the flushing process during development. Change contrast and grain. "

Zhao Wuling hummed, but still didn't know what he wanted to express.

When the weather got colder, Zhao Wuling no longer loved juice. He raised his hand to order a hot drink, a steaming cappuccino. Zhao Wuling lowered his head and stirred little by little, destroying the shape of the latte art on it.

Hearing Yang Chengyu's voice continue: " Lingling, my relationship with you is like a forced conflict. You don't want me to like you ..."

Just like Qian Chong, he is very tolerant . Yang Chengyu can accept any kind of relationship with her, provided that Zhao Wuling will not stay away from him.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes to look at him.

Seeing Yang Chengyu's eyes, the pupils were very dark and shiny. Zhao Wuling remembered that these eyes looked like puppy eyes because they drooped when he was young. As he grew older, they lost their childishness. .

" You don't want me to like you, so I'll try my best, " Yang Chengyu lowered his eyebrows and looked at the complicated patterns on the table, " But at least we can still be friends. "

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a while before he nodded casually and said yes.

Not very good at dealing with emotions with Yang Chengyu, Zhao Wuling hurriedly found the subject and asked her: " Where are you going to be transferred to? "

I seemed to have heard Shen Hanyun say before that he had been completely transferred back to Huaicheng.

" It's not a big deal, " Yang Chengyu said in a normal tone, " There were some things that were not settled in Beijing before . I'll go over and make the final handover. "

In fact, he still had a few days to prepare, but he wanted to go early, otherwise, why not stay in Huaicheng to watch Zhao Wuling and Jiang Ye prepare for the wedding?

Zhao Wuling said oh, and just when he was about to speak, the sound of Didi sounded first.

The next second, his shoulders and neck were pushed down by Yang Chengyu, and his whole body was forced close to the table.

Out of professional habit, the table Yang Chengyu chose was also close to the pillars.

Yang Chengyu looked around alertly, then whispered in a low voice, with vague words: " Lingling, you go out on the street now. The more people there are, the better. Don't go into the alleys, someone is following me. "

Zhao Wuling was caught off guard and pushed down on the table. His cheek still hurt a little, and he was stunned for a few seconds: " Huh? "

After a few seconds to react, Zhao Wuling took out the mobile phone that was still making strange noises from his bag and explained: " No, it's my mobile phone. My mobile phone seems to be broken. I don't know what's going on. It keeps ringing. "

She should probably change her mobile phone, mainly because Zhao Wuling was too lazy to synchronize data before.

Zhao Wuling was not sensitive to this kind of noise, but Yang Chengyu recognized it almost the moment he heard it, otherwise he would not have suspected that someone was following him for the first time.

" Always beeping? " Yang Chengyu took her phone, checked it over and over, and pursed his lips as he looked at the card slot, " Is it something close to a machine that makes the beep? "

" It's the variety show's camera. I don't know what's going on, but it keeps beeping as soon as I get close. "

Without taking the card needle, Yang Chengyu casually pulled out the saber tied to his calf and used skill to open the card slot. Without the obstruction of the metal shell, the sound of beeping became clearer and clearer, irritating the eardrums.

Yang Chengyu lowered his head and poured it out of the card slot, almost invisible. It flashed a subtle red light and he recognized it.

" So this is it. "

The most sophisticated one is usually a military product. No wonder Yang Chengyu didn't notice it before.

Zhao Wuling frowned and said, " What is this? "

Yang Chengyu's emotion was not obvious. He raised what he was holding in front of her and spoke calmly.

" tracking device. "

High-precision machines sometimes destroy the tracker's signal field. A special chip used for anti-tracking was placed in Yang Chengyu's communication equipment, which again interfered with Zhao Wuling's tracker.

Zhao Wuling's expression was still confused and confused: " I don't know, who is ... ? "

She had no impression at all, who put it there?

As soon as he finished speaking, suspicious objects appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

Who can sleep next to Zhao Wuling's pillow every night, get her cell phone and install a tracker when she is not paying attention, and who is eager to know her whereabouts.

Yang Chengyu raised his eyebrows and confirmed her guess: " There is a high probability that he is your fiancé. "

Jiang Ye was indeed cautious, probably because he was afraid that Zhao Wuling would trigger an alarm when he entered and exited Zhao Pingbei's office, so he used a special tracker. Unfortunately, Yang Chengyu also carried interference items with him.

Yang Chengyu pushed the small tracker in front of Zhao Wuling and analyzed: " This kind of tracker requires very complicated equipment support, because the signal connected is different from ordinary ones, so he must have equipment. "

Zhao Wuling raised his head.

Yang Chengyu continued: " In the basement. "

Signal strength is not a big problem, and equipment maintenance in the basement will be more stable.

Zhao Wuling hadn't recovered yet, and shook his head with a pale face: " His house doesn't have a basement. "

I couldn't help but swallow, and my voice paused.

The Huanjing villa that Jiang Ye plans to use as a wedding room has four floors in total, with the basement at the bottom.

After reluctantly saying goodbye to Yang Chengyu, Zhao Wuling didn't even know how he got to the Huanjing Villa, so he forced himself to open the door and cheer up.

The bright lighting fell in an instant , and the decoration was indeed very good. There were people in the villa checking the soft furnishings and doing the final cleaning. The leader recognized Zhao Wuling.

A row of people immediately gathered around and said hello respectfully: " Hello, madam. "

=== Chapter 80 === _

Zhao Wuling didn't want to hear this title now, so he waved his hand: " Is there anyone in the basement ? "

The leader thought that the new lady was here to supervise the work, and from the tone of her voice she was blaming them for their poor performance. He hurriedly explained: " We haven't cleaned up yet, and Mr. Jiang won't allow us to go down. "

Zhao Wuling almost ran out of energy to think, so he said in a hoarse voice: " Get me a flashlight. "

She is now a little afraid of the dark and dare not go down without a flashlight.

The leader's tone was faster than Zhao Wuling's: " No, you can go downstairs without worry. Mr. Jiang said you are afraid of the dark, and the lights are always on in the basement. "

It's bright and spacious, almost as big as an ordinary living room.

The basement seemed to be just a simple basement. It was so bright that Zhao Wuling needed to stretch his back to block the dazzling light, but it was still a bit cold. Zhao Wuling's body trembled.

Walking from beginning to end, Zhao Wuling put his ear to the door, trying to hear some sound.

The strange thing was that at the end of the corridor, I found an ordinary storage room with an electronic lock.

The passwords tried by Jiang Ye and her own birthday were incorrect. Zhao Wuling only had one chance left. She was so nervous that she wanted to vomit, so she tried to enter it one last time.

A small screen quickly displayed success.

It was the day Jiang Ye proposed. Zhao Wuling smiled sarcastically and opened the door.

It became difficult to breathe , and my eyes looked around the room with a little soreness.

It was empty without any decoration. There was a large machine in the center of the room. It made a buzzing sound when it was running, and a red light flashed in the upper left corner.

In the corner of the room were shelves stacked with cylindrical rollers stacked atop them.

Zhao Wuling took a bottle casually, lowered his head, and saw the label, which seemed to be distinguished by date. His heart was so nervous that he was about to jump out of his chest. With uncontrollable exertion, Zhao Wuling poured something out of the drum.

Roll after roll of film, to be more precise, it was the film of her being secretly photographed.

Every year, every month, even she studied abroad in London.

It was only when Zhao Wuling stood here that she realized that there was a photo of her crookedly pasted behind the wall where the film was placed, and the parts of other people in the photo had been cropped out.

He accidentally touched another film canister, and when Zhao Wuling helped him up, he realized that his fingers were trembling.

A few minutes later, I quickly received a call from Jiang Ye, tentatively asking where she was.

Do you need to ask? If she lies, she will be exposed instantly.

" In Huanjing. "

Jiang Ye's tone was still normal and asked: " Why do you want to go there suddenly ? "

Zhao Wuling held her cell phone in her hand and replied: " I'm bored, so let's go shopping and see how the wedding room is decorated. "

Jiang also paused and said, " Okay. "

Sounds like a reason to accept her.

" Jiang Ye, " Zhao Wuling bit his lip and hesitated for a moment before speaking, " I told you that day that I would love you no matter what you did. Do you have anything to confess? "

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 68 _ Jiaojin

◎ I hope you love me ◎

Is there anything you want to confess ?

Zhao Wuling turned her face away and tried not to look at the photos on the wall. She held her phone and unconsciously scratched her nails on the back of the phone case , making a small sound.

Due to her family background, Zhao Wuling has been accustomed to others approaching and trying to please her with purpose since she learned how to read. She thought Jiang would not be the same.

But she was also confused in her heart . She couldn't predict Jiang Ye's answer. She didn't know if she would forgive Jiang Ye if he confessed.

There was a buzzing sound of electricity in the empty room, and dust could be seen near the flashing red light . Zhao Wuling fell silent after asking , waiting for Jiang Ye's answer.

" I have nothing to confess ," Jiang Ye said in a very calm tone. After a while, he asked, " Why do you suddenly think of asking this? "

Zhao Wuling shook his head and realized that he couldn't see the person on the other side. He tried his best to keep his voice calm and spoke.

" It's nothing, just random thoughts. Isn't that how it is played in TV dramas? All kinds of mistakes will happen when the male and female protagonists get married. "

Jiang also chuckled, comforting her not to think nonsense , and changed the topic: " Do you like the design of the wedding room ? "

The chief designer of Huanjing Villa also studied in the UK before , and the final draft of the design was overturned more than a dozen times before it was finalized.

Jiang also has enough wealth and patience to wait for the private customization period . In short, he hopes that everything about his marriage to Zhao Wuling will be perfect.

Zhao Wuling closed his eyes and did not answer.

Jiang Ye was silent for less than two seconds before calling her name.

Zhao Wuling hummed: " What's wrong? "

The folder in Jiang Ye's hand was broken by him , but the content of his words was still concerned about her: " The basement is cold and cold , don't stay too long. "

Jiang also knew that he was in the basement?

…

The movement of breathing was laborious, and Zhao Wuling hung up the phone before he even had time to answer. He instinctively wanted to escape, and walked up from the basement to the living room in a hurry.

Still a little uncomfortable, Zhao Wuling stretched out his hand to cover it with the back of his hand.

Seeing the daylight outside the house tightening inch by inch and slowly disappearing from the field of vision, the housekeeper who was kind just now is now carrying out the orders of her real boss.

The sound of the door lock falling from inside was particularly ear-splitting in the silence.

Zhao Wuling frowned and ordered: " Open the door . "

The housekeeper was as indifferent as a robot: " Madam, Mr. Jiang said he would be back soon. "

" I want you to open the door now, " Zhao Wuling casually grabbed a pillow on the sofa and threw it over, his tone unfriendly, " You dare to lock me up, who gave you the courage? "

The housekeeper knelt down and picked up the pillow , reached out and patted it. His attitude was still respectful and he repeated: " Madam, Mr. Jiang will be back soon. Do you want tea or sugar-free lime Coke? "

Zhao Wuling had a cold face, knowing where the housekeeper's courage came from.

Until now, she still can't believe what Jiang Ye did, let alone that he dared to let someone lock her in the villa in Huaicheng.

After a few seconds, Zhao Wuling spoke again : " Open it, I can give you double the salary Jiang Ye gave you, and you don't have to worry about his revenge. "

All she got in response was endless silence.

How could Jiang Ye's wife be so naive and not know the consequences of betraying Jiang Ye? It can not only be described as revenge.

This was what Jiang Ye saw when he came back. The porcelain was broken all over the floor, as were the pillows.

The housekeeper was obviously hit and his hair was messy. The leader was waiting nearby. Jiang also raised his hand to loosen his tie and expressed doubts with his eyes.

The housekeeper didn't dare to raise his head , looked down at the ground, and defended himself: " My wife fell, we couldn't stop her. "

Jiang Ye's tone became even more confused: " Did I ask you to stop her? "

It didn't matter , Jiang didn't care about the value of the things, he only cared about whether Zhao Wuling was in a good mood.

He had just returned home, his brows still cold. He was wearing a pure black hand-tailored suit, meticulously tidy, and his shoes made a regular and steady sound when he stepped on the marble floor tiles.

Walking into the living room , Zhao Wuling, who was already exhausted, hugged the pillow and half sunk into the sofa.

Jiang Ye lowered his head and looked over the porcelain fragments on the ground. The porcelain was valuable and had exquisite and refined patterns painted on it before. Now it was smashed into pieces by Zhao Wuling and it didn't get Jiang Ye's attention at all.

Standing still in front of the sofa , Jiang Ye lowered his eyes, observed Zhao Wuling, and reached out to grab her hand.

In exchange, Zhao Wuling struggled fiercely and tried hard to pull out his wrist.

" Don't move, " Jiang Ye's voice was cold enough, and he regained the dominant position in the struggle. He picked up Zhao Wuling's wrist and said in a gentle tone, " Let me see if there are any injuries. "

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes and glanced at him.

No matter how disgusted he was with his behavior, he had to admit that Jiang also had a good appearance, a handsome face, and cool and cool eyebrows. He only let go after confirming that Zhao Wuling's white and smooth wrist had no scars.

Jiang also moved near the sofa until he could look directly at her.

Sensing that Zhao Wuling was not rebellious, Jiang Ye's expression softened and he stretched out his hand to tidy up her hair. His tone was not as serious as he used to be in front of others, coaxing her.

" Are you unhappy? "

The housekeeper at the door was really surprised, because he had never seen Jiang Ye with such a gentle attitude, and he didn't dare to raise his head, so he could only look at the ground and curse.

Zhao Wuling's eyes were still red, and he smiled self-deprecatingly and asked him, " Don't you know why I'm unhappy? "

Jiang also glanced at the housekeepers at the door and frowned because of their lackluster expressions.

His little patience was exhausted, and Jiang Ye said with a cold expression: " Get out. "

When all the other people disappeared, the villa that was specially built with a high floor was empty.

Jiang also sat next to her , his hands unconsciously rubbing the hem of Zhao Wuling's knitted skirt.

" I know, " Jiang didn't know what he thought of and chuckled, " The designer previously suggested that I not design lighting in the basement corridor . "

Whether it's for privacy or security reasons.

Jiang Ye's tone was slow and slow, he played with her fingers and said casually: " I said my wife is afraid of the dark. "

So she designed lighting in large quantities and set the room password to the engagement date. The agreement signed by Zhao Wuling had already been sent away, so she didn't see it.

His palms slowly moved away and touched her neck and cheeks. Her blood vessels were so clear that you could see them, fragile and fresh.

Jiang Ye suppressed the desire to die with her countless times because he wanted to see her smile, see her eyes filled with mist, and see her breasts rise and fall like mountains as she breathed.

He was also afraid of the one in ten thousand chance that Zhao Wuling would accidentally get lost in the darkness of the basement.

Zhao Wuling didn't want to listen to his sweet words, so he asked a straightforward question: " Jiang Ye, why did you install a tracker on me? "

" Because I want to know your whereabouts, " Jiang Ye said in a very indifferent tone, " You can also put it in my mobile phone. "

madman.

His tone was so matter-of-fact that Zhao Wuling couldn't help but doubt himself.

=== Chapter 81 === _

On the verge of collapse, Zhao Wuling hit him with a pillow and tried hard to stay away from him: " I don't want to know, Jiang Ye, whether you are sick. "

Jiang Ye allowed her to vent her dissatisfaction, holding her hand with the wedding ring on it and slowly applying force.

" I don't trust the people around you , " Jiang Ye said in a tone as if he was stating the truth, " Do you know how many boyfriends you have had in London? "

Zhao Wuling was careless and had no habit of giving numbers to her ex-boyfriends. Of course she didn't know. She looked at him with a confused expression and shook her head.

Jiang Ye seemed to have expected it, the corner of his lips curled up, and he touched Zhao Wuling's forehead: " I know, I know all the information about everyone , family, hobbies, departments, personality, and emotional history. "

Crazy with jealousy, jealous of other people getting her eyes on her .

" They're all too boring, you don't like them, " Jiang frowned in confusion , his tone probing, " I'm interesting, why don't you still love me? "

He tried his best to pretend to be normal, approached her, carefully controlled the rhythm, and gave her some unexpected rewards at the right time. He even allowed her to meet Yang Chengyu, hoping that Zhao Wuling would think he was generous.

Why doesn't Zhao Wuling still love him?

Jiang Ye grabbed her wrist and said, " You think I'm sick, don't you? "

Seeing Jiang Ye being gentle and petty in front of her and giving in in every possible way, Zhao Wuling's back was now stiff. She could tell without looking that there must be cold sweat running down her back.

First, he nodded according to his instinct , and after a moment, fearing to offend him, he shook his head randomly, tears almost falling from his eyes.

Jiang also lowered his head to pick up the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground, holding them in his hands and playing with them. The sharp and broken parts were as sharp as scratching his own tiger's mouth.

After Jiang Ye played with it for a few minutes , he turned sideways and handed the broken porcelain piece to Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling was afraid of the sharp edge of porcelain and instinctively avoided it. Tears fell completely. His hands were shaking uncontrollably. He shook his head and couldn't speak clearly: " I'm afraid of pain, Jiang Ye, don't ..."

Don't scratch her.

Jiang Ye smiled mockingly because he didn't expect Zhao Wuling to misunderstand: " Do you think I will hurt you? "

Tears were on Zhao Wuling's cheeks, but real pain spread in Jiang Ye's chest.

Jiang Ye stuffed the rounded side of the broken porcelain piece into Zhao Wuling's hand.

His tone was slightly regretful.

" Do you want me to be honest ? I originally wanted to be cured before our wedding. My doctor's name is Song Shili, and he has always asked me to be honest. I don't trust him, so I don't want to say it. Even if I do the test questions correctly, he will Or is there something wrong with me. "

Jiang also successfully passed the test to determine paranoid personality, but Song Shili was unwilling to issue a certificate for him and wanted Jiang to continue receiving treatment.

However, Song Shili's prediction was accurate about something, and the danger of hand burning appeared now.

Jiang Ye raised his eyes to look at Zhao Wuling's features.

What a touching person, his smile can make people give him everything, but it's a pity that he refuses to love him.

Jiang Ye seemed to be using up all his honesty today .

" When you came back from the gallery, I asked Li Yuanchuan to turn on the high beam and hit your friend's car. In order to establish contact with you, Zhao Mingxiu is an idiot. If he was not your cousin, Rongxin's project plan was not submitted to me. Opportunities on your desk. "

" Sometimes I really want Yang Chengyu to disappear. He didn't look at you clearly when he was in high school. "

" I wo n't let you meet again after today . You will quarrel with me every time you see him come back. He is really good at sowing discord, isn't he? "

He should have thought of it.

Zhao Wuling was frightened by the amount of information in the words and couldn't help but look at him and muttered to himself: " Is it you? "

Jiang was noncommittal, slowly loosened his tie, leaned down, and kissed away Zhao Wuling's tears.

Jiang Ye's tone was surprisingly calm. He touched her moist face with his hand and continued with satisfaction: " I was at the company when you called me . I wanted to kiss you at that moment. "

Zhao Wuling bit her lip and said nothing. In the ambiguity close to her, she heard him continue: " Don't you want to know how I found out? Lingling, your voice is shaking when you answer the phone. "

Their lips and tongues were entangled , and Jiang Ye deciphered the secret for her: " Your voice only trembles like that when you are in bed. "

Zhao Wuling's chest was heaving and his breathing was uneven. He was about to lose the ability to organize his words, so he had to repeat: " Jiang Ye, you are really sick. "

Jiang also kissed her and refuted her: " No, we will get married soon. "

Crazy, you are still thinking about getting married at this time.

Zhao Wuling was still holding the broken pieces of porcelain in his hand, and suddenly realized the heavy weight of the diamond ring on his finger, and tried to remind Jiang Ye: " You said, you said I can cancel it at any time if I don't want to. "

Jiang Ye's tone was casual: " You also promised to marry me. "

It seemed that she couldn't make sense with him, so Zhao Wuling shook his head: " Jiang Ye, no one loves like this. "

She was now beginning to wonder if this was love.

" I believed you, I loved you normally, but what happened? "

Jiang Ye didn't have the habit of self-mutilation at all in high school. Even though he was cold, he didn't lose his childishness.

What did Zhao Wuling do? He sweetly said that he would not break up with him. Jiang also went to compete in international competitions for the school. After returning to school, he was the last person in Shenghua Private School to know that Zhao Wuling dropped out of school.

Chen Manyun was indeed her good friend and never mentioned the whereabouts of Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and looked at the broken porcelain in his hand: " Then you shouldn't plot against me. "

" Am I plotting against you? I just hope you love me. You see, your cousin can push you to me for a few hundred million. Lingling, you also have a price tag in your uncle's heart. "

In fact, all power animals are similar. Jiang does not deny his despicability, but he will never allow his own image in Zhao Wuling's heart to be destroyed.

It seemed that the world he lived in before was an illusion, and now it was suddenly torn apart. Zhao Wuling had difficulty swallowing, his mind was too chaotic to think, and he looked at Jiang Ye and his eyes.

After two seconds, Zhao Wuling straightened his thoughts and spoke word by word.

" Didn't they betray me because you gave them a price? "

She really knew how to hurt Jiang Ye, and the pain of cutting her wrist was not even a ten thousandth of what it felt like at this moment.

Jiang didn't answer, so Zhao Wuling continued : " You first feel in your heart that I have value, and then you offer it to them, right? "

" Jiang Ye, do you love me, or do you just satisfy your inner desires? "

Just like that sentence , people will be troubled by unobtainable things throughout their lives. Jiang doesn't love her, he just has an obsession with her.

Jiang Ye lowered his head to look at Zhao Wuling's charming face.

She's so naive.

If it was just for desire, he needed to see Zhao Mingxiu's stupid project, and he needed to go around in every possible way and do so many dirty things for Zhou Lin in exchange for his support for the Zhao family?

London is the place with the most relaxed offshore financial policies. Due to the pressure from the Allen family, Zhiyuan Capital needs to bypass London and reshuffle its cards every year. Jiang is also in Huaicheng, attacking Xiaorui in northern Beijing. A slight mistake in judgment will be exposed.

Jiang Ye reached out and pinched her chin, forcing Zhao Wuling to look at him. His tone was rare and cold because he was hurt by her.

" You think I'm doing it to satisfy my desires , Zhao Wuling, you're despising my love. "

Can you cut open his heart and let Zhao Wuling see who is inside?

He had loved her with all his strength, carefully given his all, and allowed her to ignore and execute him.

Jiang was also good at persuading himself and quickly stopped worrying. He held her face and said, " It doesn't matter. We will get married soon. I will forgive you. "

Zhao Wuling remained indifferent: " I want to go home and ask your people to open the door. "

" You don't need to, " Jiang Ye rubbed her waist and abdomen with his hands, " You don't need to leave before our wedding. I will take you back there after the wedding. "

Zhao Wuling closed her eyes and shed tears. She put the broken porcelain pieces aside and unbuttoned her dress tremblingly. Her fair skin was exposed to the air. Without the air conditioner, it would be a little cold. Jiang Ye's actions were because of She is active yet stagnant.

" I did it with you. " The tip of Zhao Wuling's nose was red, and his face was still tense because of tears. " Can I go home ? "

Jiang Ye took his hand away and rearranged the buttons for her: " No. "

" I don't understand, " Zhao Wuling murmured to himself, leaning on his shoulder, " I don't understand what you want? "

Fame and fortune were nothing to him, he also had astonishing wealth, and there was nothing in Zhao Wuling that he had any intentions for.

Jiang Ye put the broken piece of porcelain into Zhao Wuling's palm again , and put their foreheads together to see her eyes more clearly, as if this was getting closer to her heart, as if he was also cutting his own heart open.

" Lingling, I hope you love me. "

Just love me.

Zhao Wuling stopped blinking, and tears hung on his eyelids. He didn't know what to say, so he told him repeatedly.

" Jiang Ye, no one's love is like this. "

Others will also press the locator on the lover's mobile phone. Will they plan like this?

" You can leave, " Jiang Ye held Zhao Wuling's hand, forcing her to squeeze the broken pieces of porcelain, " Do you know where your heart is. "

Zhao Wuling shook his head blankly because he didn't know the purpose of Jiang Ye's mention.

Jiang Ye took her hand, and finally stopped at the sternum, letting Zhao Wuling's palm feel the beating of the chest. With force, the broken porcelain fragments instantly cut through the white shirt, and blood seeped out.

Zhao Wuling withdrew his hand in an instant and shook his head with a pale face, thinking that Jiang Ye was having a mental illness.

Without Jiang Ye's permission , he pressed his hands and broken porcelain pieces on it. Jiang Ye didn't seem to feel the pain and looked calm as he kissed her forehead.

Jiang also liked this very much . He kissed Zhao Wuling's forehead solemnly, which was more affectionate than kissing.

" The position of the heart is here, " Jiang Ye comforted her, but his words were so cold, " The key is in the pocket of my suit pants. You can hurt me without any consequences, as long as you want. You can leave, I I won't stop you. "

Only Zhao Wuling can hurt him, because Jiang Ye believes that it is reasonable to be hurt emotionally or lose one's life.

And without her love, Jiang would just be a pitiful ghost.

Zhao Wuling held the porcelain and pressed her forehead against his shoulder. She didn't know what to say and shook her head wildly.

From the corner of her eye, she saw blood spreading bit by bit, blooming on the white shirt, leaving her at a loss.

At this time, Jiang Ye still wanted to persuade her and help her wipe away her tears, with a rare pleading tone.

" Don't leave me. I don't know how to love you. Please teach me, okay? "

Zhao Wuling's tears seemed to flow endlessly, and she had a headache and said she didn't know.

I don't know if Jiang is clever with words, or if other people's love is also so morbid.

She was vaguely pushed to a fork in the road of choice, but she never made any decision on her own.

His love was placed here, sick and straightforward, burning her heart.

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=== Chapter 82 === _

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 69 _ Jiaojin

◎ Jiang Ye will always be her loser ◎

" I have no idea. "

Zhao Wuling finally struggled away and took out his hand. With lingering fear, he threw the broken porcelain pieces further away , making sure that Jiang Ye would not be able to pick them up for the time being.

From the corner of his eye , he caught a glimpse of the blood on Jiang Ye's white shirt, which was bright red and dazzling.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, folded his hands around his knees , and buried his face in them, unwilling to look at him, as if he was trying to escape.

Thinking in confusion, he could only mutter to himself : " Jiang Ye , I don't know. "

Jiang was not sure whether delaying the execution would dull the pain . He lowered his head and kissed the top of Zhao Wuling's hair: " You can think about it slowly. "

He has always been more patient with Zhao Wuling.

Because she was kissed by him, Zhao Wuling paused slightly, and Jiang Ye saw her fair neck trembling in his eyes.

Zhao Wuling kept curling up and hugged himself tighter. Hearing his heartbeat faster in the darkness, after a few seconds, he raised his eyes and kissed Jiang Ye's chin.

The person in front of her accepted her naturally and held Zhao Wuling in her arms.

Zhao Wuling observed his expression . After a few seconds , he probed in a very soft voice : " Jiang Ye, can I go home and think about it ? "

Jiang Ye didn't care about his wounds , and let Zhao Wuling get closer to him , reminding her in a cold tone: " Lingling , this is our home. "

How many times does it take him to remind Zhao Wuling that no one will be closer than them.

" This is our home because we are getting married. "

Zhao Wuling's eyelashes trembled and she agreed with him. After two seconds, she continued, with a cry in her voice.

" I still have my own home, Jiang Ye. I won't leave you. Can you let me go home? "

" not good. "

Jiang Ye reached out to touch her hair, moved his fingers down, touched her cheek inch by inch, and stopped near her small and delicate lips. Finally, he grabbed her wrist that was outside the pocket of her suit pants and felt her trembling. More painful than her.

" Because you're lying to me. "

Too understanding, knowing that her trembling was due to fear and that she would bite her lip when she lied, and all her intelligence was used against him.

As for Jiang Ye, he could tolerate Zhao Wuling hurting him and trampling on him, but he could not allow Zhao Wuling to lie to him.

Jiang Ye saw through it in an instant , Zhao Wuling bit her lip and avoided his eyes.

Jiang Ye smiled self-deprecatingly and pinched her chin with such force that his knuckles turned white before he spoke: " Zhao Wuling, what are you afraid of, huh? "

She really didn't know what she had.

If she had a worse personality, she would know that his love would allow her to do whatever she wanted without any consequences, but it was a pity that Zhao Wuling did not.

Zhao Wuling didn't love him enough, so she let him imitate her badly and apologize affectionately. Her expression was cold and indifferent. She just wanted to escape. She could kiss him and touch the keys in her pocket at the same time.

Jiang Ye closed his eyes. The pain was about to burst, but he became calmer. At this time, he still remembered to comfort her and return to the previous problem.

" It's okay, Lingling, think about it slowly. "

Before getting the answer, no one can take Zhao Wuling away from him.

Zhao Wuling was let go by him and fell back into the soft sofa. The silence was enough to kill people. Her beautiful cheeks were still stained with tears. She was forced to think drowsily, and her eyelids seemed to have a substantial weight pressed down.

Not wanting to think, I closed my eyes and let myself fall into darkness.

It was already evening, and the setting sun that refused to set by the window penetrated the glass window. The light and shadow fell on the floor, swaying, and slowly coated the room with a light golden halo.

The master bedroom was also Zhao Wuling's favorite style, with an expensive and soft milky white wool blanket. The side of her face was sunken in it, she frowned at first, then slowly opened her eyes, and caught Jiang Ye's eyes off guard.

His dark eyes were surging with emotions that she couldn't understand. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, as if he hadn't changed his position for a long time.

" woke up? "

Jiang Ye lowered his head , picked up the water glass from the bedside table next to him, and handed it to Zhao Wuling's lips.

Zhao Wuling didn't want to pay attention to him, but the dryness of her throat was unbearable. When she wanted to reach out to pick it up, she noticed something strange on her wrist. She couldn't move it, so she stretched out her hands from under the wool blanket .

White wrists, a pure black tie wrapped around them.

It is obvious who is the initiator. Jiang has already changed into a new white shirt, meticulous and neat.

Not having the strength to condemn him, Zhao Wuling drank from the glass Jiang Ye held to his lips, sip after sip.

She was really thirsty, so she drank almost half of the glass before turning her face away, retreating back to her own space, and ignoring Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye sat back on the chair next to her and looked at her in the orange light and shadow. After a few seconds, he raised his hand.

Zhao Wuling dodged uncomfortably, but Jiang Ye caught him until he wiped the water stains from her lips.

The halo fell on her eyebrows. Zhao Wuling had not yet adapted to the light. He leaned on the pillow and saw the sun setting little by little.

" Jiang Ye, I want to go back to my own home, " Zhao Wuling pursed his lips and spoke without any hope, " I have my own things to do. "

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows and said, " You can also draw here. "

Of course, the studio is also part of the design plan.

In fact, if Zhao Wuling is willing, Jiang can immediately make her the most popular young painter and make her paintings fetch sky-high prices in the art market.

Zhao Wuling opened his mouth and found that his voice was still a little hoarse: " I still want to participate in a variety show. "

Filming will resume soon .

Jiang Ye raised his hand and could touch Zhao Wuling's slender butterfly bones: " As long as you make a decision, you can leave at any time . "

Love him or execute him, there is no other way out.

Zhao Wuling's voice trembled, feeling that Jiang had lost his mind and would be so reckless.

" My parents will know if you lock me up , and my uncle, do you think they will let you go? "

Jiang Ye didn't stop moving, and smiled because he realized that she was naive.

Zhao Wuling saw his carelessness and looked directly at him. After two seconds, he choked and spoke.

" Jiang Ye, I hate you. "

Jiang Ye's expression was gloomy, but his tone was ordinary, and he said, " Do you need me to help you get the broken porcelain pieces ? "

He guessed that Zhao Wuling might have made his choice.

Zhao Wuling didn't answer, but looked at him, his eyes sore and about to shed tears, and said word by word: " If you don't let me go, I will hate you. "

Jiang Ye frowned and raised his hand to cover her lips. He didn't know why she was so good at hurting him.

Zhao Wuling turned her face away, her hands were tied, and it was a bit awkward for her to exert force. She took a deep breath and took a breath before continuing.

" Jiang Ye, it doesn't matter if you don't let me go . You can't be in the villa all the time. I can jump off the building or harm myself. If you don't tell me where the aorta is in the heart, I can still go on a hunger strike. "

Jiang Ye's figure froze because of her words, and his hands hanging by his side shook unconsciously. After a few seconds, he looked at her in surprise.

The next second, he convinced himself over and over in his mind that it was impossible, Zhao Wuling was so afraid of pain.

There is no point in hurting Jiang Ye. He is a madman and not afraid of death.

Zhao Wuling knocked the water glass over with the back of her hand. With a crisp sound, half the glass of water and glass fragments spilled on the floor. Zhao Wuling groped around the bed with his bare feet . He moved slowly to drop it and raised his eyes. Go see his reaction.

" Jiang Ye, you can try it, as long as you are not afraid. "

The next second, his knees were held by Jiang Ye, and he was thrown onto the soft bed almost instantly.

He was completely instinctive and had no control over his strength. Zhao Wuling was pushed and his face was buried in the wool blanket. Their skins were touching, and his wrists were shaking uncontrollably.

Jiang Ye stood beside the bed , condescendingly, without looking at her. He reached out and took out the cigarette case from his suit pants. For the first time, he did not worry about Zhao Wuling and was about to light it.

Why was his hand shaking again ? He hit the lighter several times but it didn't go out. Jiang Ye threw the lighter out and made a sound on the ground.

He was extremely irritated, because the picture of Zhao Wuling hurting himself was sketched out, and he wished he could drink the tobacco directly.

Zhao Wuling held the edge of the wool blanket with her fingers and closed her eyes.

She knew what Jiang Ye's weakness was, but she didn't feel happy and said, " Let me go. "

Jiang Ye's eyes passed over the glass shards on the ground and Zhao Wuling's naked and smooth calves.

Finally, it fell deeply on Zhao Wuling.

The definition of time became unclear, Jiang Ye raised the cigarette to his lips and put it down again .

After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, " Don't come down, there's broken glass. "

Zhao Wuling bit his lip and looked at him.

Her cell phone had been confiscated long ago, and she didn't even know the time now.

Jiang Ye tried his best to calm down and threw the mobile phone in his suit pocket to Zhao Wuling.

" It's cold outside, let Zhao Mingxiu pick you up. "

How could I forget that she has the sharpest weapon in the world and his love.

Jiang Ye will always be her loser.

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=== Chapter 83 === _

Chapter 70 _ Jiaojin [increased by 2000 ]

◎ Don't meet her and stop loving her. ◎

The communication tools were thrown in front of him , and they were obtained too easily. Without any setbacks, Jiang seemed to surrender in an instant. Zhao Wuling also found it strange that she was the one who was almost imprisoned, but it was Jiang Ye who was the weak one.

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips, held his breath , and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him, thinking it was a trap.

Jiang Ye turned sideways, his face hidden in the darkness separated by light and shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Even though Jiang Ye's behavior could not be called normal and even a little sick , Zhao Wuling intuitively felt that Jiang Ye would not hurt her.

She lives by this intuition and is also sure of his love.

The silence was like a confrontation, and the winner was decided at this moment.

Zhao Wuling's hands were still tied, and the smooth ribbon rubbed her wrists. Jiang didn't tie it tightly, but she still couldn't break free.

After several attempts to no avail, Zhao Wuling bent his arms and managed to stand up, half-kneeling on the bed, raising his hands, Zhao Wuling's voice was a little crying: " Jiang Ye , untie me. "

It was awkward and uncomfortable . If they hadn't quarreled , Zhao Wuling would have almost immediately buried herself in his arms and acted coquettishly, asking him to kiss and coax her to have fun.

But not now , so I had to raise my hands and continue to urge him: " Jiang Ye , I feel bad. "

Jiang Ye's shoes stepped on the glass fragments. Zhao Wuling heard the slight sound of the fragments being squeezed , and his shadow immediately covered him.

Zhao Wuling's skin was very sensitive, and there were red marks on the edge of his tie. Jiang Ye tied it in an unusual knot, so he reached out to untie it.

The knuckles inevitably came into contact with Zhao Wuling's wrist, and the ribbon sent vibrations. Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes and noticed something abnormal after observing for a few seconds.

" Your hands are shaking. "

She didn't believe Jiang didn't notice either.

Zhao Wuling would tremble when he was scared, but not like Jiang Ye. The knee he was holding just now seemed to be shaking, and it lasted a little too long.

Jiang Ye didn't seem to hear anything. After two seconds, he lowered his head, looked at his trembling knuckles, and tried to calm down.

To no avail .

But still using force, Jiang Ye slowly helped Zhao Wuling untie her tie and touched the red mark on her wrist.

Without restraints , Zhao Wuling was touched by his palm again. Zhao Wuling retreated in panic, resting his hands on the wool blanket, avoiding him with his eyes, pursed his lips, and finally made a conclusion.

" You really should see a doctor. "

Zhao Wuling bit his lip, looked at his expression, and told the truth, trying to attract his attention: " Jiang Ye, the way you look now makes me a little scared. "

Because of Xie Wanzhi, there were always doctors and psychological counselors coming and going in the old house. Zhao Wuling had also received psychological counseling because of his fear of the dark, so he didn't think it was strange to see a psychiatrist.

Jiang also stood there, stroking him froze in mid-air, then put it away after a moment, avoiding her question: " Let your cousin pick you up. "

Zhao Wuling held the phone and unlocked it quickly. Without hesitation, he clicked the call button, but a beeping sound sounded and the call was not connected.

It's not that Zhao Mingxiu has to come to pick him up, but once the family's driver comes to Huanjing Villa, it means that Zhao Pingnan and Shen Hanyun will also know about it.

Jiang didn't dare to approach her anymore, his eyes fell on the bed sheets , which were dark blue and embroidered with lily of the valley, which was Zhao Wuling's favorite flower.

The decoration of the wedding room was decided upon by Jiang Ye after careful consideration. Even the nightlights on the bedside cabinet were changed three or four times. Unfortunately, she didn't even notice the dark lines on the sheets.

" It will rain later. " Jiang also put his hand into the pocket of his suit trousers, trying to hide his trembling, and his tone was pleading , " I will take you back. "

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Wuling shaking his head and repeating with a somewhat panicked expression, as if to remind him: " You just said you would let me go home. "

" yes. "

Seeing her running away in panic, avoiding him like a tiger, Jiang Ye felt that he might have cured his mental illness because he still had the patience to wait until Zhao Mingxiu called back.

…

Dark clouds were pressing down on the horizon, and the sound of falling thunder made Zhao Mingxiu look up. The orange glow just now was completely blocked, and a storm was coming.

After Zhao Mingxiu found out about their engagement, he would occasionally blame himself. He knew the tricks of fame and fortune. No matter how arrogant Zhao Wuling was, he was no match for Jiang Ye.

Now, the original idea was overturned, because Jiang Ye had a slap mark on his face and followed Zhao Wuling silently.

Zhao Wuling's high heels fell to the ground with a regular sound. When he walked near the car, he didn't look good on Zhao Mingxiu.

Zhao Mingxiu felt guilty, but he didn't have an attack. He touched his nose and went to open the car door for Zhao Wuling. He caught a glimpse of Jiang Ye out of the corner of his eye.

You have to do enough on the surface. Zhao Mingxiu exchanged normal greetings with him, but received an absent-minded reply from the latter.

After a few minutes of delay, Zhao Wuling knocked on the car window with his knuckles to urge Zhao Mingxiu.

After getting into the car , Zhao Mingxiu fastened his seat belt and started the car. Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw Zhao Wuling leaning his head to one side with a tired look, asking him to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car.

Was it his misunderstanding that he saw Zhao Wuling biting his lip and crying?

The car had already driven some distance. Zhao Mingxiu turned up the temperature and looked at the side view mirror. He saw Jiang Ye still standing there, not moving, as if waiting for something.

For the time being, he didn't quite understand how the two of them got along. When the car passed the next traffic light intersection, Zhao Mingxiu was so blessed that he suddenly realized the reason why Jiang was standing there—

Waiting for Zhao Wuling to turn around.

Lanshui Mansion.

Zhao Wuling didn't say anything, and Zhao Mingxiu didn't ask any questions and followed her upstairs in silence.

The room was somewhat deserted, and even the centrally controlled smart home was turned off. Zhao Mingxiu raised his eyebrows and turned on the light. After a few seconds, he felt the inconspicuous dust on his fingertips.

A thin layer .

Zhao Wuling had been falling asleep when he was in the car, and now he wasn't in much good spirits either. He was stuck on the sofa.

The light refracted by the crystal chandelier was too dazzling. Zhao Wuling's eyelashes trembled. After two seconds, he put his wrist at the end of his eyes, with only his mouth and nose exposed on his beautiful face.

Zhao Mingxiu sighed, stood up and poured a glass of water for her, placing it next to Zhao Wuling's hand.

The emotion was too much. Zhao Wuling calmed down for a few seconds, withdrew his arms, and after a few seconds to adapt to the light, he spoke in a dumb voice.

" Jiang Ye said that he promised to invest in you. " The cousin who grew up seemed to have become a stranger in an instant. Zhao Wuling looked up at him, " What did you promise him? "

Zhao Mingxiu's movements stiffened for a moment, he apologized first, and then told the truth.

" I promised him to let you participate in the project. "

At that time , Rongxin was on the verge of dissolution. There were reminder bills from the bank every day, and the new mortgage was no longer effective. Zhao Mingxiu could not stand by and watch his hard work be disbanded.

Of course, I felt guilty for Zhao Wuling.

He had tried his best to avoid Jiang Ye and Zhao Wuling coming into contact alone, and he couldn't recall when the two had crossed paths, or even ended up getting together and getting engaged.

A car crash on a rainy night , and she was tempted by Zhao Mingxiu to let her participate in the project. Jiang also created countless encounters.

Zhao Wuling didn't want to know, and he didn't want to pursue it any further.

Feeling tired frequently, Zhao Wuling leaned on the pillow, his beautiful eyes a little distracted.

Zhao Mingxiu rubbed his palms on his pants and went to see Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Mingxiu was a few years older than her, and she could almost recall how his cousin was so cute when she was a child, with a bun and a childish face.

It was only when Zhao Mingxiu was in junior high school that he vaguely realized that his family situation might be superior to others, and he could ensure that he would avoid any unfair treatment.

He benefited from this kind of rule, so he didn't understand that his mother was crying all day long. The servants and visitors who came and went in the old house, named Mrs. Xie Wanzhi, knew her identity as a former journalist, and were vying for her. Publish a book for her.

Even though Xie Wanzhi had no intention of writing at that time.

Zhao Mingxiu was actually not very close to Xie Wanzhi when he was a child, but he respected Zhao Mingxiu more. In his opinion, his father, who was knowledgeable, capable, and always emotionally stable at home, was more trustworthy than Xie Wanzhi.

It's a pity that all Zhao Pingbei's patience seems to be reserved for Xie Wanzhi.

When he was in junior high school , Xie Wanzhi's mental state was already very bad. He was not allowed to go out or have his own job.

She didn't like Zhao Pingbei, nor did she like Zhao Mingxiu, who was born in her tenth month of pregnancy.

Only Zhao Wuling was still young and innocent. He stood on tiptoes to touch the adult sitting on the chair. He was not frightened by her cold expression. He wiped away Xie Wanzhi's tears with his flat hands and spoke in a soft voice. explain.

" Aunt, don't cry. "

So small, so soft , innocent and kind that has not been tainted by power, Xie Wanzhi was touched by this purity, bent down, picked up Zhao Wuling, tears continued to flow down.

Zhao Pingbei was undoubtedly the happiest when Xie Wanzhi was willing to get along with others. He frequently stayed with Zhao Wuling and even prepared a separate room for his niece in the old house.

After a day's work , Zhao Pingbei put his briefcase aside, squatted down and picked up Zhao Wuling, and walked towards Xie Wanzhi while coaxing him: " Ling Ling, dear, let 's go see what Auntie is doing. "

Xie Wanzhi's eyebrows were still disgusted, but she didn't want to quarrel with Zhao Pingbei in front of Zhao Wuling, so she patiently raised her hand to help Zhao Wuling wipe the sweat from his forehead and tidy up the strands of hair stuck to his ears.

Zhao Pingbei hugged Zhao Wuling, his eyes fell on Xie Wanzhi opposite him, with a faint smile on his lips, as if it was a great honor for Xie Wanzhi to talk to him.

Zhao Mingxiu felt very unbalanced at that time and didn't understand why his parents liked his cousin more than him. When I found out later, I no longer felt it was unfair.

Things seem to be slowly improving . Zhao Wuling can't even memorize multiplication tables, but he has the innate ability to heal people.

The turning point occurred when Zhao Pingbei's colleagues held a party. Even Zhao Mingxiu put on a suit and went to the banquet. Only Xie Wanzhi and Zhao Wuling were left in the old house.

Xie Wanzhi's mental condition was not good, but because of Zhao Pingbei's attention, the servants in the old house did not dare to neglect him.

Zhao Wuling was playing a jigsaw puzzle on the carpet, while Xie Wanzhi used various reasons to push the servant away. Still holding a collection of poems in his hand, he gave instructions to the last servant beside him.

" Take Lingling and go out to the garden for a walk and get some fresh air. "

The servant was a little hesitant: " Madam, I'll hug you later. "

Zhao Pingbei's final bottom line is that Xie Wanzhi cannot be separated from others.

The corners of the poetry collection were wrinkled by Xie Wanzhi, but there was no expression on her face. She stood up and went to find her coat by herself: " Then let me carry her out. It's boring to be in the room all day . "

The servant breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Xie Wanzhi just wanted to enjoy the flowers, so he said "Hello" and went to make arrangements.

There are a wide variety of flowers in the garden. Zhao Wuling holds a small purse and wants to collect petals to make sachets, but Xie Wanzhi stops her.

Xie Wanzhi knelt down and touched the top of her hair: " Lingling, do you want to play hide-and-seek with your aunt? "

Zhao Wuling actually wanted to eat some cakes, but she didn't want to make her gentle aunt sad, so she responded with a sweet voice.

She had already thought about where to hide it. The corner of the garden was the wine cellar. It was an inconspicuous corner. Her aunt reacted slowly, and she would definitely not find it.

Xie Wanzhi watched Zhao Wuling approach the wine cellar with a blank expression. After hesitating for a few seconds, he made up his mind and locked the door from the outside.

There is also Zhao Pingbei's superior at the gathering of colleagues . He will not leave early. Xie Wanzhi's coat is lined with all her documents.

She had had enough, really had enough.

Enough of Zhao Pingbei's control, enough of the surveillance by the servants in the old house, enough of living like a prisoner.

=== Chapter 84 === _

What happens next is uncontrollable. The wine cellar has constant temperature and humidity. In order to prevent the light from changing the quality of the wine, there is no light.

In the boundless darkness, Zhao Wuling felt uncomfortable after only staying inside for five minutes. When he cried and ran to open the door, he found that the door was locked.

It was remote and far away from the main villa, and even the shouts became faint.

Because of Xie Wanzhi's disappearance, the villa fell into chaos. It took almost four or five hours for the servants to find Zhao Wuling, who was locked in the wine cellar and had fainted from fear.

Zhao Wuling's fear of the dark probably started at that time, and he was afraid of closing small, dark spaces. However, he accidentally discovered it when he was a teenager, and a psychiatrist explained it as a kind of stress trauma.

Rain was washing against the glass door. The girl at the front desk was a little drowsy. She took a peek at the boss and quietly downloaded TV series to her iPad to kill time when she got back.

While I was holding a charging cable, the glass door was pushed open from the outside. The person came without an umbrella, and rainwater fell on the ground along his suit pants. The girl at the front desk was stunned for a few seconds before she realized that she was a regular customer who came to consult.

He curled his lips and motioned to his assistant to receive him.

In fact, it was already past Song Shili's consultation time. The assistant next to him wanted to stand up to explain, but Song Shili raised his hand to stop him.

The edge of Jiang Ye's suit was still stained with rainwater, which was contrary to his usual elite image. Song Shili found it interesting and wanted to make a joke.

" Mr. Jiang , if you consult during the break, you will have to pay double the consultation fee. "

After all, he is the top consultant in the industry and works by the minute.

After a moment, when he saw Jiang Ye's gloomy expression and the red mark on his face, he paused. Song Shili turned around and asked his assistant to open the office door.

" You said this morning that you wouldn't come for consultation in the near future. "

Originally preparing to get off work, Song Shili once again spread out the medical book, took the tissue paper box from the side and handed it to Jiang Ye: " Why are you here now? "

Jiang Ye took the tissue and wiped the rain off his watch first, then raised his head and said, " She asked me to come. "

In confusion, he only remembered Zhao Wuling's words, asking him to see a doctor.

Song Shili only felt that Jiang Ye was too good at treating people differently. In the past, Li Yuanchuan had to tell him several times to urge him to see a doctor, but now he was coming as soon as Zhao Wuling said so.

Jiang Ye put his hand on the table and said in a confused tone: " My hands keep shaking. "

Hands shaking?

Song Shili raised his eyebrows, forgetting the specific details, so he flipped through the information on the side and asked casually: " Did Li Yuanchuan send you here? "

Since Jiang Ye's hands are shaking all the time .

Jiang Ye shook his head, and the next second Song Shili raised his tone: " Jiang Ye, you are crazy. "

How could he drive if he was mentally unstable? If he didn't get into a car accident, he would be lucky.

He casually took out the pen from his breast pocket and stuffed it into Jiang Ye's hand. He didn't have a good temper and did a simple test: " Hold it. "

" Let go — hold it again— "

Jiang did as he was told. Song Shili lowered his head to observe. After a few seconds, he raised his eyebrows, took back the pen, and returned to normal.

" Fortunately, there's no big problem, "

This is indeed the case when psychological problems become somatic, and when one is too emotionally excited.

" Then prescribe medicine. "

Jiang Ye's tone was also very cold, hoping that he would look as normal as possible in front of Zhao Wuling.

Song Shili only tolerated him because of the generous remuneration: " This is not pathological. I can't prescribe medicine. "

Moreover, Jiang Ye's current symptoms are not serious. In fact, judging from Song Shili's records, Jiang Ye's condition had been stable before Zhao Wuling returned to China.

Song Shili also signed a confidentiality agreement when he first treated Jiang Ye. He had heard a little bit about Zhiyuan Capital at that time, and thought he would hear some secrets in the financial world, or the dark side of the founder's heart.

On the first day of treatment , Song Shili listened to Jiang Ye talk about his terrible family of origin. In a private space, Jiang was honest enough.

This is not surprising, most people get their psychological problems from their family of origin.

Song Shili listened patiently. He had a cheating father and a very controlling mother. According to Jiang Ye's own description, the psychological problems began to worsen in the midsummer when he was seventeen, like gangrene on the bones, and he gradually felt pain.

What happened in the summer when I was seventeen ?

Song Shili was surprised by the answer to this question, because it was just a part of being abandoned and a vulgar idol drama. His previous treatment plan was to rebuild Jiang Ye's psychological stress resistance system.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ye's psychological adjustment ability is actually relatively good and does not require too much manual intervention.

Because even in the financial field that he was not familiar with before, Jiang could easily adapt to the new rules and become a leader in it.

But he was very defensive . When it came to feelings, Jiang almost only believed in his own judgment, and sometimes even hoped to persuade Song Shili.

From Song Shili's point of view, his ex-girlfriend was actually a shallow and empty-headed rich girl, but Jiang Ye was obsessed with her to death.

Song Shili thought about something and reconfirmed: " By the way, you said before that you met your ex-girlfriend before high school. How old was she specifically? "

Jiang Ye was silent for a few seconds: " When I first entered junior high school. "

It was indeed very small, so it was no wonder that he had a deep consciousness. Song Shili nodded, thinking that maybe he could start from this place.

" No interaction. Did you see her by chance ? "

To be precise , it was a peek, but Song Shili tried to avoid words that might cause Jiang Ye to overreact.

Song Shili felt it was a bit tricky, so he continued patiently: " Have you had any suicidal tendencies recently ? "

Logically speaking , one shouldn't ask a patient such a straightforward question, but Jiang Ye was different from ordinary patients, and the twists and turns would arouse his defensiveness.

Jiang didn't answer. After two seconds, he looked up at him and said, " Tell me when it will be cured. "

" There are no expectations in psychotherapy , " Song Shili explained. " We can only talk about methods, and the recovery will be different with different methods. "

Jiang Ye clenched his knuckles, slowly calmed down, slowed down his trembling, and looked at Song Shili: " What about the fastest one? "

fastest?

" Jiang Ye, the fastest way is as I told you on the first day your condition worsened, " Song Shili stood up holding on to the table and replied with a helpless tone, " Don't meet her and stop loving her. "

The problem will be solved.

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Chapter 71 _ Jiaojin [increased by 3700 ]

◎ Destiny is here, and he has nowhere to avoid it. ◎

" Lingling— "

" Zhao Wuling— "

Suddenly raising his tone , Zhao Wuling stopped holding the eyebrow pencil, as if he had just reacted, frowned , and apologized to Yu Shuang.

" I was drawing my eyebrows just now. I didn't hear you. Ah Shuang , what did you say? "

There was a lot of noise outside the lounge where the variety show was recorded. Yu Shuang glanced at it, retracted his attention, and looked a little worried when he asked again.

" Are you sure , how many times have I called you just now ? Don't you think you're tired from recording the show recently? "

Due to the special nature of the art exhibition preparation , he was almost busy when he was busy. Zhao Wuling was usually squeamish. Only when she was serious about painting, Yu Shuang occasionally worried that she wouldn't be able to persevere.

" No, " Zhao Wuling leaned back on the chair and exhaled, looking up at himself in the mirror, " I was just thinking about something. "

Yu Shuang couldn't bear to ask any more questions , so he nodded and chatted with her casually: " It's rare that Mr. Jiang has been lax with you lately. "

Zhao Wuling never wore her diamond ring again . She explained that she was recording a show and did not want to reveal too much private information.

Yu Shuang believed it without much doubt . After all, the diamond set in the ring was too large, with good clarity and refraction . If he didn't pick it off , his attention might be attracted to it.

Zhao Wuling forced a smile and didn't want to talk more . His mind was still confused and he said vaguely: " He has been busy recently. "

After leaving the villa in Huanjing, the two of them had no contact. It was like being locked up in a wine cellar without sunlight when they were young, unable to breathe freely. But this time, it was a psychological lack of oxygen.

Zhao Wuling could almost close her eyes and recall Jiang Ye's morbid and forbearing look, his slightly shaking hands, the tightly locked door in the villa, the soft bedside, and Jiang Ye's hands parting her knees.

How can someone's love be so heavy?

The sound of commotion was getting closer and closer. Yu Shuang turned on the screen of his mobile phone and looked at the time. He knew that the flying guests were almost here.

It's not surprising that although "Walking with Art" is not a huge hit, its data has always been good. It is also a main theme program, suitable for flying guests to brush up their resumes. However, the program team is also careful in selecting, not wanting to go too high and go too low. gained reputation.

The two chatted for a few more words. Yu Shuang stood up with his bag and scanned himself from top to bottom. After making sure that there was nothing wrong, he walked to the door with Zhao Wuling and opened it.

Yu Shuang wanted to close the door the moment she opened the door , because she saw Wei Congmeng in the corridor with well-made makeup, as domineering as ever, bossing around his assistant, and the sound made her ears hurt.

After Zhang Wanwan left , Wei Congmeng came again. If the program team hadn't been working very seriously on the show, Yu Shuang would have suspected that they wanted to watch them gossip to gain popularity.

The idea of the staff responsible for inviting guests was a bit too simple and crude. If they wanted to hold an art exhibition, they invited a " professional " who had held many art exhibitions .

Yu Shuang couldn't help complaining about the camera crew's thinking in his mind , and looked back at Zhao Wuling.

Because the two of them had some unpleasantness before.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyebrows and was not too surprised by Wei Congmeng's appearance.

Maybe she would occasionally tease Wei Congmeng for fun before , but now she has something to do and is still thinking about it, so she has no time to take care of it.

The director sent a message urging them to gather downstairs.

Zhao Wuling turned away, chatting with Yu Shuang, passed by Wei Congmeng, and went downstairs.

During Zhao Wuling's graduation season, her mentor had an art exhibition in London, and it was Zhao Wuling who designed it.

It is a small exhibition , but it is indeed eye-catching. The most important painting in the exhibition was designed by Zhao Wuling in a dark place in the exhibition hall. Zhao Wuling searched for two weeks in the handmade market in London before finding suitable lighting fixtures.

Completely abandoning the old-fashioned fixed lighting, in Zhao Wuling's design, the shaky light will completely illuminate the painting after a fixed time interval, and each time the light from the angle shines on the ink of the work, it will There are subtle differences.

As a result, every appreciation of paintings is something you can only encounter but cannot seek.

Her instructor commented that Zhao Wuling's painting skills were not very sophisticated, but his talent was definitely top-notch.

=== Chapter 85 === _

However, Zhao Wuling's paintings have never been famous or popular in the art market, and this was not the case after returning to China , so that she sometimes felt that her instructor was mistaken.

Even now, Yu Shuang is not proficient in art, so he stepped aside early and took a memo on his mobile phone to write down related things that he would go out to purchase later.

Wei Congmeng was holding the pre-selected exhibits about Wuzhen in her hand and was showing them. Among them was an oil painting painted in Wuzhen, which she paid special attention to.

Because it involves the field of oil painting that he is familiar with, Wei Congmeng's tone is also a bit talkative, and he shows to Zhou Fan next to him: " How about this painting? I think the brushwork is very similar to Van Gogh. "

It fits the theme of Wuzhen and retains the charm of Western oil paintings.

After what happened in the last rest room, Zhou Yifan originally felt a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Wuling. Now Wei Congmeng was chatting to help him out , hurriedly responding.

" I think it's good too. "

Wei Congmeng smiled with satisfaction before symbolically asking Zhao Wuling for his opinion. His tone was not very good: " Zhao Wuling, what do you think? "

Zhao Wuling rested his hand on the edge of the table, lowered his head, pinched the edge of the painting, and recognized it for a second or two. Then he corrected Wei Congmeng's wording in a casual tone: " This is not a brushstroke similar to Van Gogh's. "

It would be fine for an outsider to see the excitement, but Zhao Wuling was surprised that Wei Congmeng would admit his mistake.

" It's not true if you say it's not, " Wei Congmeng was retorted, a little embarrassed, " You didn't even look at it carefully. Zhao Wuling, do you want my assistant to put Van Gogh's album in front of you? "

Being empty-headed and always wanting to refute others made Wei Congmeng feel that all her previous friendships were in vain.

When she mentioned the picture album, Zhao Wuling knew what the problem was and called her name.

He looked at Wei Congmeng seriously: " Photography will change the light and brushstrokes. Van Gogh never used his brushes like this. "

Therefore, it is almost a poor painting. Maybe I just read Van Gogh's album, which uses similar brushwork to depict the existing Wuzhen. The proportions are also indescribably strange, somewhere between realism and abstraction.

I don't understand why Wei Congmeng wanted to choose this one.

Wei Congmeng's expression froze. This was the first time he knew that photo albums that were photocopied after photography would be distorted. No matter how precise the photography was, the brushstrokes of the original paintings would not be reproduced.

Zhao Wuling ignored her, picked out another one from the corner, and placed it in the middle of the discussion table: " I think this one is more suitable for the main painting. "

Wei Congmeng was stunned for a few seconds before he could react. He held the table with his hands and continued to argue with Zhao Wuling.

They were the only two people in the discussion group who barely understood art. Yu Shuang and Zhou Fan stood aside, glanced at the camera, and gave each other perfunctory smiles.

Yu Shuang couldn't stand how Yi Fan always preached and showed off, but in front of the camera, the two of them were still very friendly, and they got closer to exchange a few words.

" Lingling, come quickly, there is a surprise. "

After finally waiting for the discussion to end, the program team packed up the lighting equipment and cameras in the room and properly kept the materials. Yu Shuang suppressed his laughter and hurried in to let Zhao Wuling out.

Zhao Wuling didn't know what she was trying to sell, and asked with doubtful eyes: " What kind of surprise? "

Before he finished speaking, Yu Shuang took his hand and led him out of the glass door. Zhao Wuling's steps were a little chaotic, his confused voice disappeared in an instant, and his eyes moved away unconsciously.

Outside the glass door, I saw the edge of Jiang Ye's dark gray coat. He was tall and thin, standing under the plane tree, looking at her with heavy eyes.

I haven't seen Jiang Ye for a long time, and I feel as if I'm alienated from another world.

Zhao Wuling only looked at him once and then lowered her head in panic. Yu Shuang thought she was being shy and her tone was teasing, a bit like asking for credit.

" I told you it was a surprise. Your boss Jiang is quite romantic. "

Zhao Wuling didn't look like he knew in advance.

Zhao Wuling bit his lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and then said: " Ah Shuang ..."

" I know, I know, " Yu Shuang nodded with understanding before she finished speaking, turned around and walked into the building, " Lingling, don't worry about me, I will order takeout later . You and Mr. Jiang can go out without worries. . "

As the saying goes, a break is better than a wedding, she understands.

Behind Zhao Wuling, the revolving door in the hall moved and turned many times, but she did not move. She lowered her head and stared at the uppers of her shoes.

Jiang also made no movement. Across the wind and the occasional fallen leaves, Zhao Wuling lowered his head, but could feel his eyes falling on her, as if they were real.

Zhao Wuling's patience ran out first, and he hesitated for a few seconds before approaching the ginkgo tree and stopping a few steps away from him.

Jiang Ye was silent, but his eyes still did not leave her body.

Zhao Wuling was very familiar with this look. When they were students, they were in different classes. Zhao Wuling liked to jump over walls and skip classes with his friends. After coming back, he would pass by the long corridor and Jiang Ye's class.

At that time , people in the grade probably knew about the rumors. They knew that the model student, President Jiang, had a girlfriend who was a good-for-nothing but beautiful. They found it strange and would make a fuss when they saw Zhao Wuling passing by the window.

Amid the joking, Jiang Ye was sitting in the window seat. He didn't care about other people's eyes and comments, he would look at her like this.

There were many emotions that Zhao Wuling couldn't understand. From that time on, she felt that Jiang Ye had his own universe in his heart.

Even now, Zhao Wuling felt uncomfortable looking at him, pursed her lips, and reached out to tidy up the curly hair around her ears.

" Jiang Ye, what do you want from me ? "

Zhao Wuling also felt that his acting skills must be terrible due to the deliberately polite and unfamiliar appearance .

" I really want to see you, " Jiang Ye's voice was like quenched whiskey. Now he didn't want to lie and told the truth, " I'm coming. "

Being near her makes it worse, but being away from her makes it more painful. He missed her so much that he ignored the doctor's orders and ignored Song Shili's frequent warnings.

Jiang also has a high tolerance for pain because he has been accustomed to it since he was young. But loving Zhao Wuling is an instinct that transcends habits, just like fate.

Zhao Wuling did not answer, and Jiang was not surprised. He went to see her and repeated: " I miss you very much. "

His tone was so sincere.

If he hadn't been locked up in the villa, he would have been constantly confirming his love / desire, holding the pieces of porcelain with tears streaming down his face, with his beating heart and blood underneath the sharp edge, and seeing his morbid expression.

Zhao Wuling might also feel moved, but now he just feels disconnected, and there is still a little fear of him in his bones.

The look on his face when he was holding the broken pieces of porcelain seemed like it didn't matter if he really lost his life due to her actions.

As it approaches early winter, Zhao Wuling wears a slightly heavy skirt with a darker burgundy color, and even her makeup becomes a little softer. Her hair was longer, not tied up, and spread behind her ears and around her cheeks.

She couldn't face it, so she reached out to cover her ears in an attempt to cover her ears: " Is there anything else you can do now? "

Jiang Ye caught a glimpse of her white, unadorned fingers from the corner of his eye, and repeated stubbornly: " I still miss you so much. "

She is clearly right in front of me, but she seems so far away. I still miss her so much.

There was no way to avoid being stared at by him .

Zhao Wuling's lips were bitten until they lost all color before she finally spoke and replied: " I know. "

There was another long silence, and it was getting late. Zhao Wuling didn't know that they had been arguing inside for so long. One after another, people walked out of the office building, and their eyes fell on them.

Wanting to escape as soon as possible, Zhao Wuling's hands unconsciously grasped the hem of her skirt and asked Jiang Ye in a cautious tone: " I have something else to do, can I leave first. "

Jiang didn't say anything. Zhao Wuling instinctively took a step back and said, " Jiang Ye, I'm going to purchase ... things for the art exhibition . "

" The nearest shopping mall is five kilometers away from here, " Jiang Ye saw her retreating, pursed his lips, and softened his tone, pretending to be nonchalant, and suggested, " I 'll drive you there. "

Zhao Wuling shook his head in distrust and became wary again: " Is there anything that I can't say here? "

" I went to see a doctor. " Jiang Ye kept his attitude low, eager to prove that he was normal. He paused before continuing, " Lingling, even if you want to ... break up, you should talk to me. Talk. "

Saying these two words was tantamount to executing Jiang Ye. He took a few steps forward to shake Zhao Wuling's hand.

Stopping a few inches away from her wrist, he repeated restrainedly: " I won't be like before , let's talk, okay. "

Zhao Wuling looked up and saw the leaves of the sycamore tree falling down. He didn't know whether to trust him again.

But in the end, he still sat in Jiang Ye's co-pilot position. Zhao Wuling felt a little uncomfortable, because this car was driven more by Jiang Ye, and they had done this before in this car.

The Rolls-Royce Starry Sky Top was a bit high-profile for Jiang Ye's character. It was added later because Zhao Wuling liked it. However, Zhao Wuling's novelty wore off quickly and after taking a few photos, he Losing enthusiasm has always been the case.

Later, I accidentally discovered the benefits of this car, which is very suitable for doing unhealthy things.

In the quiet space, he had everything under his control . She shed tears because of his movements in a daze, and her nails were about to dig into his shoulders. Zhao Wuling was pressed by him on the leather seat. She couldn't bear it, and she was crying and panting at the same time. Out of breath, he threw his head back.

In her hazy vision, she saw traces of light flickering like the Milky Way, and felt his kiss behind her ear. Jiang was also reticent in love / affairs, and would not say too much, and would only call her by her name.

Zhao Wuling coughed lightly, forcing herself not to think about it, and returned the topic to the last thing Jiang Ye mentioned before getting in the car.

" Jiang Ye, " Zhao Wuling pursed his lips and raised his eyes to look at him, " What did the doctor say? "

" The doctor said it can be cured, " Jiang Ye's hand naturally held Zhao Wuling's. Regardless of Zhao Wuling's struggle, he slowly rubbed it and helped her to get through the heat. He lowered his eyes and said in a determined tone, " I'm cooperating with the treatment. " Cured. "

" The doctor also said that the trembling hands are just because of being too excited, Lingling. "

His hand was held by him and he was forced to be very close to him. Zhao Wuling gradually became familiar with the cold scent of his body. Her knees were about to touch him. After a few seconds of pause, Zhao Wuling had the courage to withdraw her hand.

After being exposed to the outside air again, Zhao Wuling didn't know what to do. He reached out to turn on the car radio, and a slightly mechanical female voice sounded, which finally diluted the charm and embarrassment in the car.

Zhao Wuling breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second I heard familiar words in the financial news.

[Recently, Rongxin Technology has reorganized its assets and readjusted its structural layout. Among them, what attracted everyone's attention is the cooperation between industry giants Xiaorui and Rongxin Technology. It is reported that Zhiyuan Capital ... ]

Every word seemed to be related to Zhao Wuling. She reached out to turn off the radio, turned to look at Jiang Ye, and her tone was not gentle.

" Jiang Ye, you did it on purpose. "

He deliberately let her hear it so that Zhao Wuling knew how much Jiang Ye had paid for her and her family.

Zhao Wuling was disgusted with this behavior.

Jiang Ye allowed her to slander him. After a few seconds, he looked at her in the front view mirror and explained in a helpless tone: " Lingling, you turned on the radio. "

It was indeed Zhao Wuling who turned on the car radio.

Jiang Ye was also on a business trip in northern Beijing a few days ago.

Because the relationship between Zhiyuan Capital in Beijing and Beijing has not been smoothed out yet, the quarrel with Xiaorui was indeed not pleasant. The other party was also the winner from the capital market fight. Unexpectedly, when it came time to retire after success, Jiang Ye was the one to blame. The trapped beast still fights.

Jiang Ye was always indifferent.

Jiang is not a kind person who can manage Zhiyuan Capital to its current scale. It is just a job and he will not put too much emotion into it.

His emotions were poured into Zhao Wuling, like slowly watering a rose with his blood, indulging her arrogance, and getting pleasure from breaking gold and jade. He was already blind in love and did not feel that Zhao Wuling had any shortcomings.

It was the same now, the car hadn't started yet, Jiang Ye helped her adjust the seat belt, with their foreheads touching each other, his tone sounded like he was praying.

" I will go see a doctor, but can you not break up? "

Don't abandon him.

again.

Zhao Wuling turned her face away and looked at the scenery outside. She couldn't help but shed tears. The tears rolled down the bridge of her nose, and he kissed her away again. Jiang Ye intertwined with hers and couldn't let go.

I don't know how decisive he is in financial reports, but now I kiss Zhao Wuling's tears, I can't be humble anymore, and beg her not to break up.

=== Chapter 86 === _

Zhao Wuling shook his head again and wanted to unbuckle his seat belt. His action was to open the door and get out of the car.

Being held in Jiang Ye's arms, he couldn't continue.

Why is it so difficult to choose? Zhao Wuling's love for him is real, and his fear of his illness is also real.

After a long silence, and after confirming that Zhao Wuling had no intention of leaving, Jiang Ye relaxed a little and heard Zhao Wuling speak in a choked voice.

" Jiang Ye, they said that my aunt was a very good reporter before. "

Factories in the last century discharged excessive sewage on a large scale. Because of the high taxes paid, the relevant departments turned a blind eye. Xie Wanzhi investigated on her own for two months and wrote an article, which caused a sensation at the time and completely Unravel the chaos of pollution.

Zhao Wuling had no impression of Xie Wanzhi's work at all. In his memory, when Xie Wanzhi's mental state was at its best, he was just reading in his old house, and then it completely deteriorated.

Zhao Wuling couldn't comment on his uncle's family affairs .

But she felt almost pessimistically that she and Jiang Ye would end in the same way. She would become a crazy woman and be locked up in the Huanjing Villa by Jiang Ye.

Zhao Wuling shook his head: " Jiang Ye, I don't want to be locked up by you, and I don't want to be like my aunt. "

Jiang Ye paused for two seconds and then squeezed her hand harder, knowing what Zhao Wuling was worried about: " I love you, you like me, Lingling, I am different from your uncle. "

Zhao Pingbei is a more typical power animal who knows how to satisfy his own selfish desires, and neither is Jiang.

He had no dignity at all in front of Zhao Wuling. He couldn't hurt her, and he couldn't follow the doctor's orders and not love her.

Destiny is here, and he has no way to escape it.

Zhao Wuling vaguely realized this fate and didn't want to answer. He shook his head and repeated it in a murmur.

" Let me think about it again, okay? "

Jiang Ye's palm was naturally close to her knees, and he couldn't wait to say yes.

As long as he is not abandoned again, he has enough patience, and this is his destiny.

When his mood calmed down, Jiang Ye carefully took out the wet wipes and wiped away the tears from Zhao Wuling's eyes.

" Jiang Ye, except for those. "

Zhao Wuling was a little uncomfortable, but he felt that the two of them had done the most extreme things together, so he no longer cared about it. He fiddled with the folds of his dress and sniffed.

" Are you hiding anything else from me? "

Always ask more questions before you feel reassured.

" Yes, " Jiang Ye calmly helped wipe the storage compartment in front of the passenger seat and continued, " Sometimes when you fall asleep, I will secretly kiss you. "

To be precise , it wasn't sometimes. There were many times when Zhao Wuling was exhausted and fell asleep with a flushed face. In the quiet night, when inner peace came, Jiang would stare at her for a long time, surprised by the creator's preference for her. , even the tiny fuzz on the cheeks is cute.

Help her tidy up her forehead hair while she is sleeping , and then secretly kiss her.

His tone was gentler than at night.

Zhao Wuling's round nails were painted the color of iris and embedded in the palm of her hand. She felt that the relationship had returned to the starting point. She touched her face a little uncomfortably and brushed away the scattered hair.

Zhao Wuling also wanted to be beautiful at this time and was concerned about her own image. She struggled for a few seconds and asked in an awkward tone.

" Do I look bad when I sleep ? "

After all, she didn't sleep well, she wasn't wearing makeup at that time, she was sweating, and she wasn't refined at all.

Jiang Ye was still holding the steering wheel, not wanting Zhao Wuling to see his expression, so he raised his head as if to cover up. The sky was getting dark early, the bright moonlight was spreading flatly, there was fog on the glass, and the outline of Zhao Wuling was outlined in the reflection.

He shook his head and said solemnly, no.

She still looks good, even when her eyebrows are wrinkled.

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Chapter 72 _ Jiaojin

◎ Look at the way your wife talks about things, but you don't dare to say things about her. ◎

The destination was said to be a shopping mall , but in fact it was more appropriate to say it was a home furnishing store. Zhao Wuling wanted milky white square tubes of the right shape to decorate the art exhibition. He asked many stores one after another and was about to give up when he found it in the store. The price was right. .

Perhaps the shopping guide thought she was decorating her wedding room , so she ignored Zhao Wuling's refusal and kept introducing the home furnishing store's full discounts.

The length Zhao Wuling needed was quite special and needed to be cut by the manufacturer. He was still registering, his ears full of discounts , and he nodded perfunctorily , thinking for a few seconds before speaking.

" My wedding room has been decorated. "

After a while, the shopping guide consciously shut up and left angrily. He even began to feel that he was wasting his time. Zhao Wuling had absolutely no plans to decorate a second wedding room in the short term.

Finally got some peace.

Zhao Wuling smiled nonchalantly and walked to the entrance of the shopping mall. Still hesitating, he looked up and saw Jiang Ye already standing in front of the car.

Zhao Wuling quickly gave up the idea of going back . Zhao Wuling himself felt entangled , because the lotus roots were broken , and He Jiang could not be completely cut off.

There was a fragrant aroma in the passenger seat . Zhao Wuling lowered his head and saw the hanging lily of the valley . The light white flowers fell on the branches like bells , small and cute .

Reaching out, he could still touch the dew on the flowers. Zhao Wuling turned around and said, " When did you buy it? "

Jiang also looked at her in the front view mirror: " Just now. "

Zhao Wuling sighed and returned his attention to the lily of the valley flowers: " Why do you suddenly think of ... buying flowers? "

Jiang Ye gave more jewelry , and the usual red roses should have been ordered by Li Yuanchuan.

Jiang also reminded her to fasten her seat belt and took the time to answer her: " I think you like it. "

Zhao Wuling remembered that there were lily of the valley in the corner of the window on the first floor of the home furnishing store near the street. Because it was not the season for lily of the valley to bloom, Zhao Wuling took a few more glances.

Knowing the reason for the appearance of the lily of the valley flower, Zhao Wuling put the flower aside and turned to explain to him.

" Jiang Ye, you are not buying something for me just because I look at it a few times. "

" Well, " Jiang Ye raised his hand, handed the lily of the valley bouquet to Zhao Wuling again, and explained, " I want to give it to you. "

Zhao Wuling's favorite flower was held in his hand. Jiang Ye also wore the watch Zhao Wuling had chosen for him on his wrist, reflecting the subtle light.

He is so good at eating away at his lover's heart little by little that no one can refuse.

Zhao Wuling avoided his gaze and didn't answer. She turned on her phone to check the time and changed the subject: " It's very late. Take me back to the hotel. "

The traffic lights change in flashes, one after another.

The atmosphere was strange and silent. Before the car finally stopped at the hotel, no one spoke first. It was Zhao Wuling who lowered his head, adjusted his dress, and called his name.

" Then I'll go up first. "

When he turned around to open the door, he was stopped. He turned around and saw Jiang Ye's eyes, which were delicate in shape, with thin and white eyelids filled with emotions.

Jiang Ye's voice was very low and asked: " Can I hug you ? "

Before Zhao Wuling had time to think about whether to refuse, she was hugged by him. The temperature on her body was higher than that of her body. After being away for many days, she smelled his unique cold scent again, which was slightly bitter.

Jiang Ye stroked Zhao Wuling's hair with his calloused fingers. After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and leaned closer to Zhao Wuling's ear. The erotic connotation was deliberately reduced , and he repeated: " I miss you very much. "

Want it so so much.

Jiang Ye rarely said such words. Zhao Wuling blinked his eyes, his cheeks felt itchy again, his heart was pounding so much that he could smell the fragrance of lily of the valley clearly occupying his chest.

Jiang Ye's sudden cell phone ringing interrupted Zhao Wuling's thinking, but the person in front of him turned a deaf ear and moved his fingertips slowly on her forehead: " Have you missed me? "

" Jiang Ye, " Zhao Wuling only knew how to call him by name, turned away his face and reminded, " your cell phone is ringing. "

Jiang Ye was too distracted to hang up the phone, ignored it, and asked Zhao Wuling persistently: " Is there any ? "

Will you miss him ?

Zhao Wuling bit his lip, but when he opened his mouth, he was interrupted again by Jiang Ye's phone ringing. Jiang Ye frowned, and let go to turn off the phone. Zhao Wuling opened the door at this moment, got out of the car in a panic, and fled in a hurry.

Jiang was not surprised and raised his hand to loosen his tie.

But I finally had time to answer the phone, and I couldn't help but interrupt the second I heard the question clearly.

" Sell one-third before the market closes this week and cash out, " Jiang Ye said with an impatient look on his face . He didn't want to be patient at all and scolded him directly, " Do you still need to ask me for advice on such a trivial matter? "

Is his annual salary paid to a fool who cannot think and cannot judge the market for himself?

The hotel is quiet and the corridors are dark, the fragrance is not out of the ordinary, and the high heels fall on the carpet to eliminate some noise.

The program team had always booked a double room. Zhao Wuling's fingertips seemed to be still stained with the fragrance of lily of the valley flowers as he gently opened the hotel door.

The room was quiet. Yu Shuang only turned on the small lamp beside the bed. Zhao Wuling walked lightly and asked her, " Did I disturb you? "

Yu Shuang shook his head and sat up with his hands on his hands: " No, I was playing on my phone. Why are you back? "

She thought Zhao Wuling would stay outside today.

Zhao Wuling didn't answer directly. He walked to the window, opened the curtains with his fingers, and looked down.

The black car was parked in the night. Perhaps he saw the light coming from the curtains in Zhao Wuling's room. The car lights were flashing, and he could see it at a glance in the dark night .

Yu Shuang got dizzy while playing with his mobile phone. He put it aside and observed Zhao Wuling's movements. He hesitated for two seconds and guessed what she was looking at.

" Is it Jiang Ye ? "

Zhao Wuling pursed his lips and lowered the curtains. The outside scenery was blocked from view. What puzzled him was how Yu Shuang guessed so accurately.

Too tired , Yu Shuang yawned and spoke nonchalantly when he returned to the quilt.

" It's not strange. Many times before, when you and I were shopping, his car would be parked outside waiting for you. "

Yu Shuang had bumped into him many times, and Jiang Ye seemed to be addicted to cigarettes, so he would often lower the window and smoke in silence, extinguishing it before Zhao Wuling finished shopping.

There is no doubt that Jiang Ye's appearance is not inferior to that of male actors , but his eyebrows are too cold when he is alone, and Yu Shuang will think of the snowy mountains that never melt in midsummer.

It would be much better when Zhao Wuling was around. Yu Shuang felt that Jiang Ye might not have noticed it himself. The look he looked at Zhao Wuling was caring and gentle.

=== Chapter 87 === _

The curtains in the room were not thick enough. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Zhao Wuling could occasionally see the shadow of the moonlight escaping, and Yu Shuang's words could not help but appear in his mind.

Once again, smell the fragrance of lily of the valley.

Jiang also comes every day, but the company's affairs are really busy. Most of the time when he arrived, the program team had finished filming. Zhao Wuling was in his room and rarely went downstairs.

Jiang is also used to driving around and not seeing Zhao Wuling. Most of the time, the car is parked downstairs in the hotel, and he takes his notebook with him to answer some emails.

I couldn't see Zhao Wuling, but I could see the light in her room going off and on, and drove back to the company in the early morning.

The turning point happened on a Friday. Jiang Ye's car was parked downstairs of the hotel as usual. Everyone from the show crew to the hotel staff knew this person. He often changed cars and each one was worth a lot of money.

It was said that he wanted to see someone, but he didn't see him.

On Friday, the preliminary design for the art exhibition came to an end, and the work ended very early. The director looked at the captured footage on the monitor, cheerfully ordered the staff to pack things, and said that he would invite everyone out for a dinner.

Of course I am happy, because the usual hotel buffet tastes really average.

I bumped into Jiang Ye when I was leaving the office building. The window of the car was lowered. He was still wearing a suit and looked at Zhao Wuling across everyone.

Too direct and fiery.

The main investment company of " Walking with Art" is called Xinghe Entertainment, and Zhiyuan Capital holds nearly one-third of the shares of Xinghe Entertainment through various methods such as agency holdings.

To put it simply, Jiang is also the immediate boss of the director's immediate boss.

Of course, the director did not dare to neglect, and he also knew how precious Ms. Zhao's status was when she was unmarried. He walked to the car and carefully introduced himself: " Hello, Mr. Jiang , I met you at the banquet before, but you may not remember me. . "

Jiang Ye nodded: " Remember, Director Wang? "

The director didn't expect that Jiang would also remember his last name. He was stunned for a moment before nodding and continued to invite: " We are going to have a dinner. I wonder if Mr. Jiang would like to give me a favor? "

Jiang did not reply to the director, but looked at Zhao Wuling again, and after a few seconds asked: " Can I go ? "

There was a lot of fuss about the lottery on Weibo before , and Jiang Ye did not keep his engagement a secret. Almost everyone who was well-informed knew about it.

It's just that we don't know when it will be officially announced to the public.

Now I can't understand Jiang Ye's cautiousness and Zhao Wuling's cold face, which seems to be different from what I heard before.

Everyone's eyes were focused. Zhao Wuling felt uncomfortable, lowered his eyes, and replied: " You can go if you want. "

Why ask her opinion.

Anyway, they ended up sitting in the private room. The hot pot they ate was steaming, and the wine glasses clinked against each other. Because Jiang Ye was taciturn, he wasn't so restrained.

From the director's perspective, Jiang may not be so unkind, because sitting next to him, his posture is upright even when he is enjoying himself, but his attention is always on Zhao Wuling.

It was inevitable to drink, but Jiang did not refuse and drank it all in one gulp.

But he was indeed tired. Jiang Ye had only slept for three hours yesterday because he wanted to finish the matter as soon as possible and come to see her earlier.

Zhao Wuling glanced at him, saw his hand when he lowered his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

" Drink less. "

The next second the wine glass was immediately put aside, Jiang Ye reacted for a few seconds, stretched out his hand to push the wine glass further, turned to look at Zhao Wuling's profile, curled his lips, and said yes.

There was no hesitation.

He was in a good mood and seemed very approachable. The director even became bolder and joked with the people around him.

" I didn't realize that Mr. Jiang is still a strict wife. "

Because of their previous encounters, Jiang seemed to be the kind of person who always told the truth.

I don't know which word pleased Jiang Ye, but in short, he didn't look uneasy. The director's confidence has greatly increased, and he is preparing to continue his efforts to promote Zhiyuan Capital to a higher level.

Zhao Wuling was sitting next to him. After hearing this, he pursed his lips and did not want to respond to the topic. He held the glass and said, " He is not. "

She didn't want to explain because it was too troublesome. She and Jiang Ye couldn't be called this kind of relationship.

Jiang Ye caught a glimpse of Zhao Wuling's expression from the corner of his eye and paused, but quickly repeated: " I'm not. "

As for whether that is wrong, Jiang will interpret it himself .

…

Jiang Ye's attitude changed so quickly that the director was shocked for a few seconds and didn't know how to answer.

Ah, isn't that what it is?

Mr. Jiang , would you like to look in the mirror and see how your wife talks about things and you dare not say things about her?

The author has something to say :

Jiang Ye: I am not a strict wife.

Others: Why?

Jiang Ye: My wife says I'm not.

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Chapter 73 _ Jiaojin

◎ Will it snow this winter ◎

Jiang didn't mean to be high-profile , but the attention of everyone at the dinner table was indeed attracted.

The news of the two being in love spread a lot before , and almost everyone here had the same thoughts as the netizens.

The only daughter in the shipping industry and the financial upstart look like a standard template for marriage.

Especially since Zhao Wuling had been recording a program in Huaicheng for a period of time , he didn't have a diamond ring on his finger , and he didn't come to visit the show very often.

Although they are sitting together now, they are too far away from the director to hear the details clearly . I just feel that the two of them do not communicate much. Zhao Wuling seems to be not very interested, and her young and promising boyfriend is also taciturn . He is sitting on the side drinking. .

A few people who usually like to gossip got together and exchanged information while whispering .

" They don't seem to know each other very well. "

" Zhao Wuling didn't wear a ring either , I didn't notice. "

" There are probably not many people who can stand her temper, shush— "

Yu Shuang arrived late and was located some distance away from Zhao Wuling. He was madly refuting the gossip discussions of the people next to him in his mind.

Heck, he doesn't have a ring. I'm not very familiar with it. Zhao Wuling's diamond ring is so eye-catching, okay?

Not long after, Zhao Wuling stood up from the table and said he wanted to get some air . Yu Shuang looked down at his phone and texted her to complain.

Before two seconds passed , the typing movement was interrupted by a sound on the table. Yu Shuang looked up impatiently , a little surprised .

It was Jiang Ye . When he stood up , his hand accidentally touched the empty wine glass.

Outside the box was the corridor , and the noise in the box could still be heard. Zhao Wuling leaned against the wall, and Jiang Ye approached her silently, saying nothing for fear of arousing her disgust.

The shadow in front of him fell, Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, but his eyes fell on the back of his hand with doubts in his eyes.

" Jiang Ye, your hands were shaking just now. "

Just at the dinner table, Jiang Ye's hand holding the wine glass was shaking, slightly, but Zhao Wuling still noticed it.

Where did the quack doctor come from to treat him? Didn't he say that he would only have an attack when he was emotionally excited?

So speak up and stop.

" I didn't sleep , " Jiang Ye explained , putting his hands back in his suit pockets, " It doesn't matter. "

Excessive fatigue may also be a factor. Jiang Ye's tone was indifferent, his eyes still falling on Zhao Wuling's face.

Straightforward, naked , unabashed .

It was only now that the two of them were finally alone, and Jiang seemed like a child who couldn't get the answer, returning to the questions he had when they last parted.

" Do you miss me ? "

He is really very persistent.

When Jiang Ye lowered his head, there was a faint smell of alcohol coming from the shop. Zhao Wuling backed away, holding his hands on the wall, having nowhere to escape.

Forced to look up at him, Zhao Wuling could only see his superior jawline and his mouth.

" I just don't want to explain , Jiang Ye, don't get me wrong. "

Zhao Wuling has never liked sharing private matters with others, and he did the same just now. He didn't want to explain the embarrassing situation of the couple who had previously declared their love for each other on Weibo.

Jiang Ye hummed. He was drunk and his reaction slowed down a little. He repeated: " Then do you miss me ? "

Zhao Wuling was questioned again and again by him, and his emotions were on the verge of breaking out, and his tone of voice increased.

" Jiang Ye, what if I miss you ? Don't you think there is something wrong with us? "

Jiang also has mental illness, and Zhao Wuling doesn't want to be like Xie Wanzhi.

It's an almost unsolvable proposition .

Jiang stopped asking questions and kept his eyes on Zhao Wuling's face, seeing her frowning eyebrows due to emotional fluctuations and the undulating lines under her soft purple sweater.

It was obviously a serious topic, but Jiang Ye slowly raised the corners of his lips and raised his hand, trying to smooth her eyebrows.

Feeling the slightly cold fingertips between her eyebrows , Zhao Wuling raised her eyes and looked at him: " Why are you laughing? "

When I really touch her, I don't have any charming thoughts, I just feel that my heart is filled up little by little.

" Lingling, " Jiang Ye replied after a few seconds, " I heard you say you miss me and you care about me. "

What a great honor.

No matter how successful he was in the worldly sense, he abandoned everything in front of Zhao Wuling, almost looking up to her.

Really crazy.

Zhao Wuling realized that He Jiang couldn't reason with him. He had his own set of logical and self-consistent theories, and he could find the emotions and evidence he needed no matter what.

=== Chapter 88 === _

" I'm so tired, " Zhao Wuling lowered his head and suddenly changed the subject, " I want to go back to the hotel. "

I'm really tired and want to go back to the hotel to sleep. I don't want to see Jiang Ye now.

When he was about to say something else, Zhao Wuling spoke first and stopped him: " Jiang Ye, I'm really tired. "

She was not good at making excuses, so she drove here from the center of Huaicheng, ignoring that the person standing in front of her had not slept for more than 20 hours .

Jian Jian sent a message to the director to explain the reason for leaving, but he didn't ask any more questions. After a few seconds, he asked again, Mr. Jiang isn't coming back either?

Jiang Ye did not return to the box, but walked back to the hotel with Zhao Wuling in silence, one behind the other. In his field of vision, he saw her shadow under the moonlight, thin and graceful, as young as her youth.

There are dense and evergreen trees facing the street. The light turns from dark to bright and then dark again. Jiang also refuses to stop as he approaches the door of the hotel.

Zhao Wuling stopped and turned to face him, his meaning self-evident.

Jiang Ye pursed his lips and said, " I'll take you to the hall and I'll leave. "

After a few minutes of stalemate , Zhao Wuling accepted the outcome, and Jiang also went to help her open the hotel's glass door.

The accident happened at this time. The upper part of the glass door was broken, and it almost scratched the side of Zhao Wuling's face. It was dark, and only after Jiang opened the door did he realize that Zhao Wuling was immersed in his own world. , still thinking about things .

The next second, Jiang Ye held his other hand on it, separating the broken glass from Zhao Wuling.

But he saw blood almost instantly . Zhao Wuling was suddenly pushed away by him, and then he lowered his head to see Jiang Ye's movements.

His hands were covered with blood and glass shards, but Jiang Ye's expression remained normal, as if he was not the one injured. He turned his body sideways, avoiding Zhao Wuling's sight, and urged her.

" You go upstairs first. "

The waiter at the front desk of the hotel was still at the front desk. His original duty was to look after the guests to pay attention to the broken glass door, but he didn't expect that someone would be attacked while he was dozing off for a while, and he came in a hurry.

Apologize with a remorseful expression.

" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally broke it while transporting something. Oh my god, are you okay? "

" You go upstairs first. "

After Jiang Ye and Zhao Wuling finished repeating themselves, they turned to ask the waiter at the hotel front desk.

" Is there any paper? "

" have. "

The waiter was stunned for two seconds, then hurriedly ran back to the front desk to find something. He returned a minute later and handed Jiang Ye a tissue.

The latter wiped the wound with a tissue without changing his expression . The blood stains quickly spread, and the wet tissue became limp and stuck to Jiang Ye's palm.

Alcohol delayed the pain, and the slow pain came as promised. Jiang Ye thought, luckily it wasn't Zhao Wuling.

The hotel room was very quiet, the air conditioner was on, and the temperature was suitable. Zhao Wuling was sunk in the quilt, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

It was almost possible to hear the sound of the air conditioner operating, and Yu Shuang sent a message saying that they were still going to sing and might be back later.

Zhao Wuling tried to count the sheep with his eyes closed, but he couldn't help but think of Jiang Ye in his mind.

After half an hour, I sighed resignedly, put on my shoes and went downstairs.

It seemed to be colder than before. Jiang Ye's car was still parked in front of the hotel building with the windows rolled down. He was smoking. Zhao Wuling stood next to the co-pilot and looked at him silently.

Looking inside, there were sundries on the storage table in front of the car, the pungent smell of iodophor and leftover gauze. Jiang should have simply disposed of them.

Jiang Ye apologized first after seeing Zhao Wuling, put out the cigarette, and turned on the air conditioner in the car.

He asked with a slightly uncomfortable tone.

" Why did you come down again? "

The weather is cold, and the dew becomes heavier late at night, making it easier to catch a cold.

Zhao Wuling lowered his eyes, opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and looked at the wounds that Jiang Ye had bandaged himself.

He used his other hand to bandage it, and the gauze was wrapped in a somewhat sloppy way, which was not very beautiful and did not match Jiang Ye's usual rigorous image.

Zhao Wuling had been afraid of pain since he was a child, almost crying when he was slightly injured, so he couldn't imagine Jiang Ye's pain, so he rubbed his hands on his clothes.

" Does it hurt ? "

It seemed like nonsense, the wound was as deep as the palm of my hand, and the blood was flowing to the floor.

Jiang Ye shook his head first, and after a moment he said in a serious tone: " If I say it hurts, will you pity me? "

He looked so serious that Zhao Wuling hurriedly looked away and used his own words as a shield: " You said before that you didn't want me to pity you. "

Jiang Ye's tone was equally frank: " Yes, but I regret it now. "

Zhao Wuling, have mercy on me.

Zhao Wuling didn't want to answer the last question, so he took a deep breath to hold back the desire to cry : " Do you want to go back to the company ? "

She doesn't want to be soft-hearted .

" Wait a minute. "

I came here just because I wanted to see her. Jiang Ye's company has several meetings tomorrow. He had just drank and couldn't take painkillers.

Wait for a while, sober up, and wait for the pain to subside a little.

There was silence for a long time, and there was still a bit of blood smell in the air inside the car. Zhao Wuling looked at the street lights outside the car window, stretched out his hand to feel the wind passing through his fingers, tilted his head, more like mumbling to himself.

" Jiang Ye, will it snow this winter ? "

Jiang raised his eyes to look at her in confusion.

Huaicheng is a coastal city with a subtropical monsoon climate, humid, cloudy and foggy. Because it is far away from the center of the cold current, it is difficult to snow.

In Zhao Wuling's memory, there were more snowy days in London, while Huaicheng had more heavy rains at the turn of summer and autumn, and it was hard to get rid of the humidity.

No , it snowed in Huaicheng.

When they were in high school, in the first half of their sophomore year, the sky was covered with white snow and the cold wind was blowing. Zhao Wuling was still wearing a short skirt. Because she thought it was fun, she put a tattoo sticker on her collarbone, and brightly colored roses bloomed. on her fair skin.

Jiang was also frightened by her. He tensed his jaw and rubbed it with his fingertips. He then breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was a sticker.

Zhao Wuling smiled slyly, put her arms around his neck, and unconsciously moved her legs closer to him, absorbing his warmth.

That was the only time Jiang Ye was absent from class . The dean would never have expected that his proud student was hiding behind the teaching building, holding Zhao Wuling's ponytail in his palm, hitting her knuckles against the rough wall, and kissing her. .

For some reason, Zhao Wuling has been thinking about the past with Jiang Ye frequently recently. She retracted her thoughts, looked back at him, hesitated for a few seconds, and spoke in a very soft voice.

" Jiang Ye, if it snows we will make peace. "

Looking into his eyes and seeing his eyes clearly, Zhao Wulin paused and continued: " If it doesn't snow, we will terminate the engagement. "

The romantic temperament of an artist exists in Zhao Wu's spirituality, just as she is standing at the fork of choice, yet leaving her fate to the changing climate.

The weather forecast says there will be no snow in Huaicheng for the next three weeks.

There was a one in 10,000 chance that if it really snowed, she would accept this fate.

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Chapter 74 _ Jiaojin (two in one)

◎ I implore you, even for my sake, to cherish yourself. ◎

Jiang also hates uncertain things , so he likes mathematics. The fluctuations of the capital market are also within his control.

But not Zhao Wuling. He was a deviant when he was a student and later engaged in art. He has an innocent and innocent temperament and pins his emotional decisions on whether it snows.

Jiang Ye's jaw tightened when he heard the words " break off the engagement . "

The night breeze dispersed the smoke , and the bitter taste became lighter. Jiang Ye raised his hand to adjust the temperature in the car higher.

He lowered his eyes, put the pain behind him , and considered her words.

Because of the smoke , Jiang Ye's voice was still a little hoarse , so he asked: " As long as it snows? "

Large-scale snowfall requires approval from relevant departments, but with Jiang Ye's ability, it is not difficult to achieve.

" Jiang Ye, " Zhao Wuling heard the implication of his words, turned around and looked directly into his eyes, " artificial snowfall does not count. "

In the small space , only the moonlight was willing to illuminate, and in the dim and unclear light , one could see his features.

Perhaps because of the injury , Jiang Ye's aggressiveness seemed to have weakened , leaving him with a rare and precious sense of fragmentation.

Zhao Wuling looked away and continued.

" My uncle's former subordinate also worked in the Meteorological Bureau , Jiang Ye , if you artificially make snow for the sake of reconciliation , I will know about it before you do. "

Zhao Wuling didn't want every step of their relationship to be planned and calculated.

It's like looking at flowers in the mist and building castles in the air.

Jiang Ye turned on his phone first and looked at the weather forecast , then threw the phone aside after a few seconds.

The chance of snow is indeed slim.

" Wait a minute, " Zhao Wuling pursed her lips and broke the silence, " I'll go up and get your ring . "

Everything else was fine, except that the diamond ring was indeed valuable. Zhao Wuling didn't want to keep it for him, but he was in a hurry when he went downstairs.

Jiang didn't say anything. Zhao Wulin paused for a moment before continuing: " Jiang Ye, don't come again. "

Jiang Ye's gauze was a little scattered due to his movements. He didn't care and pressed hard, trying to make the wound dressing neat and neat.

First, he stopped Zhao Wuling from returning the ring. Jiang Ye glanced at Zhao Wuling, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he had to use force to stay calm.

" Winter is not over yet. "

Even if the probability is one in 10,000, there is still a chance of snowfall.

The evening breeze blew through his shirt, leaving slight traces. Jiang Ye called Zhao Wuling's name in a very soft voice and repeated it.

=== Chapter 89 === _

" It will snow. "

Cold waves visited Huaicheng three or four times, but no snow fell. The fallen leaves on the branches of the trees were completely abandoned and mixed in the soil. Wei Congmeng's recording part also ended completely.

After filming the last part of the show, the crew presented her with flowers. She held the bouquet and asked her assistant to take photos. Yu Shuang complained that her expression was too exaggerated.

Zhao Wuling was wearing a navy blue coat and boots with a slight heel. Her fair and pretty face was hidden in the scarf, she smiled carelessly, lowered her head to look at the rendered renderings of the exhibition on her iPad .

When it was almost time to get off work, the film crew had no intention of starting a new shooting task. Wei Congmeng held flowers in the chaos and approached Zhao Wuling at the table.

The sound of Wei Congmeng's high heels hitting the floor was too harsh, from far to near, and could not be ignored.

Zhao Wuling looked away from the rendering and looked at her.

" I finished shooting today, " Wei Congmeng's tone was gentler than when he first started shooting, but still unkind, " so there's no need to hide your dislike. "

Zhao Wuling frowned, feeling confused, and asked, " Why should I hate you? "

It's quite pleasant to work with Wei Congmeng. After all, she has a good reputation. Apart from the initial quarrel, although the relationship is awkward, the efficiency is also very high.

Zhao Wuling's tone was too candid, and it was Wei Congmeng's turn to be speechless.

Zhao Wuling didn't mean to ask further questions. After Zhao Wuling finished dealing with it, he continued to slide the screen and check the details in every corner.

Wei Congmeng put the bouquet aside. The flowers should have been prepared in advance. There were faint signs of withering on the edges of the flowers.

Wei Congmeng stretched out his hand and touched it before calling Zhao Wuling's name. He hesitated for a long time, and then spoke as if he was mentally building himself up.

" I'm really jealous of you sometimes . "

" Oh, " Zhao Wuling didn't quite understand why Wei Congmeng said this, but his tone was normal and he replied to her, " It doesn't matter. "

Wei Congmeng mustered up the courage to speak. She did not expect Zhao Wuling's reaction, which was even greater than hers.

" It doesn't matter? "

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes to look at her, closed the iPad 's protective case, and said back to her: " It's normal. You didn't hurt me. "

A gentleman does not care about his heart when discussing his deeds. There is no perfect person in the world when it comes to his heart.

Zhao Wuling never bothers with others and doesn't care much about others' evaluations of him.

Of course she could make Wei Congmeng pay the price, but in Zhao Wuling's view, Wei Congmeng didn't hurt her, it was just a quarrel, which was insignificant.

However , Zhao Wuling is now a little curious: " When I just came back from London, you would rather reduce the agency fee to take away the opportunity of Boyi Gallery. Is it because you are jealous of me? "

They hadn't met yet at that time, and she didn't understand how Wei Congmeng could be so hostile to her.

" We have met before, " Wei Congmeng smiled a little self-deprecatingly, " You just don't know. "

Zhao Wuling's teacher has always been a professor at the University of the Arts London, and was Wei Congmeng's first choice when applying for postgraduate studies abroad. Then one day, the official website of Lunyi no longer published the professor's contact information.

Wei Congmeng had just won a small and important award at that time. He thought he was a sure winner, so to show his sincerity, he flew to London in person.

Seeing the professor she admired wearing a somewhat funny clown costume, Zhao Wuling wore a birthday hat, surrounded by stars, closed her eyes, clasped her hands, and made a wish in the candlelight.

Wei Congmeng asked for help for several times before he found out that the girl who celebrated her birthday in the studio was named Celia . She was a protégé of an art master. She was not admitted because she had already been admitted.

I probably hated Zhao Wuling from that time on .

Wei Congmeng only recently discovered that this emotion is not disgust, but jealousy.

Jealous of her well-off family, being an only child and receiving all the love from her parents, and jealous of Zhao Wuling's talent in art and unique insights in design.

-I get really jealous of you sometimes .

" Do you think I'm dark? " It was indeed much better to say it. Wei Congmeng paused and went to see Zhao Wuling, " But I have accepted myself now. "

Just like accepting the scars on the surface of the bright moon, accepting the sun-scorched edges of midsummer flowers, accepting your own dark side.

A gentleman does not care about his deeds.

Except for the incident at Boyi Gallery, she had not done anything to harm Zhao Wuling. She had the courage to be honest with her and put an end to her years of awkwardness.

" When the garage door in the underground garage of the studio broke down, I wanted to pretend I didn't see it, but then I thought, even if I pretended I didn't see it, your boyfriend would still go back to look for you, so I didn't actually help you much, but I did. Worthy of myself. "

Wei Congmeng didn't know what he was thinking of and smiled: " Your boyfriend loves you very much too . "

When Jiang Ye was mentioned suddenly, Zhao Wuling paused, looked up at her, and answered the question: " I know. "

No one in the world loved her more than Jiang Ye, she always knew it.

At Zhiyuan Capital, the office is still brightly lit late at night . The immediate boss has been obviously in a bad mood recently. He has invested more energy in the project, and working overtime has become commonplace again.

But no one has any complaints. The resignation channel is always open, but the salary and benefits are too generous. Some undergraduates from Qingbei are willing to stay up late to work on projects.

Jiang was also sitting in the main seat, looking calm but not tired. He looked at the employees who were reporting and threw the documents on the ground.

" What does his application for bankruptcy liquidation have to do with the project? It is impossible for the gambling share to be reduced, so let them use the shares as collateral. "

It is Xiaorui, an established technology company. Even if it fails in the bet, it still has the energy to add some trouble to Zhiyuan Capital.

The venture capital did not monitor the relevant situation of the Xiaorui Technology branch . He explained that he had not paid attention to the subsidiary's movements before, and was reprimanded by Jiang Ye.

" Then you should care from today on , " Jiang Yeshua loosened his tie and raised his eyebrows, " Because I care. If you can't do it, just submit your resignation. "

It was already late at night after the meeting , and Jiang Ye had been a little depressed these past two days. Li Yuanchuan did not dare to get into trouble and followed him honestly.

After passing the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the corridor, it was too white and gave Jiang Ye the wrong impression. He took a few steps quickly and stopped in front of the window.

It wasn't the heavy silvery snow on the ground, but just because of the rising sun in the early morning, Jiang Ye didn't move his eyes for a long time.

Having made mistakes two or three times before , Li Yuanchuan had no choice but to repeat and remind Jiang Ye: " Mr. Jiang , I looked at the weather forecast and there is little chance of snowfall recently. "

Jiang didn't care. He stood in front of the window, looking at the faint blue and black sky in the distance, and retorted to Li Yuanchuan: " The weather forecast is also inaccurate, isn't it? "

The strangest thing about my boss recently is that he has started to pay attention to the weather, and his expression is a bit strange now.

Li Yuanchuan has followed him for many years and has never seen Jiang Ye's expression like that.

If the word is used to describe it accurately, it might be ... lonely?

What kind of disappointment can Jiang Ye have? Zhiyuan Capital's annual financial report data a few days ago cannot be better. The attack on Xiaorui can only be said to be a complete success. Huge risks also mean huge gains.

Jiang also pushed forward the project against everyone else's opinions, which naturally brought huge rewards.

From Li Yuanchuan 's point of view, Jiang was just standing there and had a tendency to talk things over. The outside world described him in even more exaggerated and flattering terms.

After much deliberation, the problem could only lie with Miss Zhao.

Li Yuanchuan didn't have the guts to ask Jiang Ye how he felt . He took a few steps back and waited quietly for Jiang Ye to stand in front of the window. However, his phone vibrated and he was surprised after briefly checking the message.

" Mr. Jiang , " Li Yuanchuan was surprised for a few seconds, but decided to report, " Miss Zhao ... is in the hospital, and the people at the hospital said- "

Zhao Wuling was in the obstetrics and gynecology department and got an abortion number.

Private hospitals serving special classes are open even in the early morning, but the nurses on duty are obviously lax in their precautions, because the uninvited guests almost smash the glass doors.

Li Yuanchuan had never seen Jiang Ye lose his composure before, so he hurriedly followed behind to explain and compensate.

Jiang Ye's footsteps obviously slowed down around the corner. He was in a hurry when he came, but now he is hesitant.

The white lights in the hospital were shining. Zhao Wuling was sitting on a chair, wearing a loose coat, holding his stomach. His face was a little pale, biting his lip. When he heard the movement, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Ye.

Because he was confused, Zhao Wuling's voice was still a little weak: " Jiang Ye, why are you here? "

Jiang didn't say anything, and squatted in front of her. His hands continued to shake uncontrollably, and he went to support Zhao Wuling 's shoulders.

Pursing his lips, Jiang Ye's voice was astringent: " Does it hurt ? "

It was almost early in the morning. Zhao Wuling didn't sleep long because of the pain. His head was dizzy. He bit his pale lips and followed his instinct to answer him.

" Jiang Ye, it hurts so much. "

I had imagined it thousands of times on the drive here, but I had never heard her crying and screaming in pain with my own ears.

Zhao Wuling curled up on the chair, Jiang Ye's forehead was touching hers.

" I'm sorry, " Jiang Ye apologized almost choked with sobs and could only repeat, " I'm sorry. "

He forgot , forgot when no measures were taken to make Zhao Wuling pregnant.

Jiang didn't feel it was a pity to lose his life, but the miscarriage definitely caused great harm to Zhao Wuling's body.

Zhao Wuling didn't understand what he said, but found it very novel, because there was almost no memory of Jiang Ye crying in his memory. He was choked with sobs and was about to kneel in front of her. She suspected that he would cry in the next second.

Jiang Ye's voice was so low: " I didn't want you to get pregnant. You still need someone to take care of you. "

Now he not only got her pregnant, but also let her have an abortion alone in the hospital early in the morning.

The emotion of self-blame was about to devour him. As long as he thought of this, Jiang Ye felt that he should end his life.

ah?

What is pregnancy?

Zhao Wuling held his stomach, frowned, and was about to speak.

Interrupted by Jiang Ye's unstoppable apology, Zhao Wuling was now sure that he had touched Jiang Ye's tears, which were no different from hers. They were moist, but they should be bitter.

" Jiang Ye, " he was too strong. Zhao Wuling struggled to break away from his arms and asked in confusion, " Who is pregnant? "

What was he just saying.

Jiang Ye's hands were still shaking, trying to touch Zhao Wuling's belly.

Zhao Wuling withdrew her hand and asked him to touch his flat belly. Finally she understood the reason for his abnormality and explained: " I'm not pregnant. "

" Jiang Ye, I have a stomachache and I just came here for a check-up. "

The pain in her lower abdomen was unusual and Zhao Wuling couldn't bear it. After a brief examination, the doctor said it might be because her menstrual period was coming soon. She just sat in a chair and waited for the results of the follow-up examination.

Jiang Ye's expression was unusually dull, because he didn't know who to believe: " Li Yuanchuan said you had an abortion number. "

Zhao Wuling made a short sound, looking embarrassed, and explained to him: " The doctor said that if you register for abortion, you can have a room to rest. "

It is a private hospital, so it is divided more carefully and has prepared rooms for abortion numbers.

It was more convenient, and Zhao Wuling didn't want to go back.

=== Chapter 90 === _

The environment is indeed very good, with comfortable beds and sofas. The paper inspection results have come out. Zhao Wuling has fallen asleep, and Jiang is sitting in front of her bed, looking at the relevant data carefully .

He wasn't sure about everything, so he occasionally used his mobile phone browser to check.

The nurse came in for disinfection and couldn't help but glance at the two of them.

It's normal for rich people to be pretentious, but the woman first came to the hospital for a checkup because of menstrual pain, and the man came after her with a remorseful attitude as if he was about to go to the cross.

It is indeed relatively rare.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Zhao Wuling opened his eyes again. The curtains were still closed in the room to avoid disturbing her. Jiang Ye held her hand, his eyes always falling on Zhao Wuling's face.

Feeling unfamiliar and embarrassed, Zhao Wuling turned away and reminded him: " Jiang Ye, let go, it's not snowing. "

It's not snowing, so the engagement should actually be broken off.

Zhao Wuling's hand was almost broken by his hold.

Jiang Ye woke up from a dream, let go of his hand, and stood up: " What do you want to eat, I 'll buy it . "

It was time for Zhao Wuling to have breakfast.

Zhao Wuling had no appetite and shook his head: " I want to go back to Lanshui Mansion and eat again. "

The stalemate was broken by Zhao Wuling's attending physician. The patient's privacy was involved, and Jiang could only wait outside.

When Zhao Wuling walked out of the ward, he saw Jiang standing in the smoking area at the end of the corridor and hurriedly put out his cigarette and came over.

Jiang Ye rarely smoked in front of Zhao Wuling, and Jiang Ye's lips and tongue rarely smelled of bitter tobacco when they kissed, so Zhao Wuling always felt that he smoked very little.

It doesn't look like that now.

Knowing that he had no position , Zhao Wuling couldn't help but speak.

" Jiang Ye, smoke less. "

Jiang Ye put the cigarette case back into his suit pants and nodded: " Okay. "

They walked out of the hospital side by side in silence, and then they realized something. Large cold snowflakes fell on Zhao Wuling's cheeks, and Jiang Ye paused.

The sky is overcast, the ground is a layer of pure white, the snow has just fallen and is still heavy now.

Only after Jiang Ye was sure again did he dare to turn around and say: " Zhao Wuling, it's snowing. "

Zhao Wuling held her scarf in her hands, looked at the sky, and repeated as if muttering to herself: " Yes, it's snowing. "

Huaicheng, which has a subtropical monsoon climate, has heavy snowfall, which is almost whiter than that in London.

When he raised his head again , he bumped into Jiang Ye's eyes and asked her if what she said was still true.

It's strange, he is now wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his brilliance is still the same.

In front of Zhao Wuling's eyes, he remembered how painfully he blamed himself last night, kissing the back of her hand, his voice choked with sobs, and kept saying sorry.

Zhao Wuling's eyes felt sour and his eyelashes couldn't stop trembling as he answered his question.

" Jiang Ye, your destiny is here. "

Destiny is here and I have no way to escape it.

Zhao Wuling also noticed the happiness in his heart, and was confused as to why he should be happy because of the snowfall.

From the moment he saw Xue, Jiang Ye's hands had been intertwined with hers, and now it was the same. Zhao Wuling walked with him to the car to remind him.

" You let me go first before you can drive . "

" Ok, I know. "

Zhao Wuling felt that he didn't know because Jiang Ye didn't act lightly at all.

Zhao Wuling was standing next to the car. Snowflakes fell on his suit. From Jiang Ye's angle, he could see snowflakes on her seaweed-like hair, which was bright and crystal clear.

Zhao Wuling's tone was very serious: " Jiang Ye, just because it's snowing doesn't mean that I think what you did is right. It doesn't mean that I will forgive you. You are not allowed to lock me in the villa. "

Jiang Ye didn't let go of his hand and answered her: " Okay. "

Zhao Wuling raised his hand to wipe away his tears carelessly, and touched the slight bulge in Jiang Ye's palm. He lowered his head, changed the posture of his hand, and saw the winding light scars on his palm.

Zhao Wuling knew that there were dense traces of self-mutilation on his left wrist, and there might even be scars left by broken porcelain on his heart.

Why does he always get hurt.

Zhao Wuling cuddled in his arms, soaking his shirt with tears. She cried until she could hardly breathe. She barely held it back and spoke with choked sobs: " Jiang Ye, you have to promise me one more thing. "

Jiang Ye just hoped that she would stop crying. His dry and warm fingers roamed across Zhao Wuling's cheek, and he wiped them away gently with his fingertips to comfort her.

" Okay, please don't cry first. "

He would agree to any request, but the snowflakes were falling, and the tip of Zhao Wuling's nose was red from the cold, and he was still crying.

Zhao Wuling tilted her head and avoided his hand, in order to interlock with his fingers and get closer to his soul.

She said his name in such a serious tone.

" Jiang Ye, " Zhao Wuling said with a hint of crying in her voice, looking directly into his eyes, biting her lip and speaking every word, " I beg you, even for my sake, to cherish yourself. "

Jiang Ye looked slightly startled, not expecting that Zhao Wuling's request was like this.

Crystal white snowflakes fell on Zhao Wuling's eyelashes, melting little by little because of the warmth. Her tears were shed for him. Jiang Ye was slow to react for several seconds. He tightened his arms holding Zhao Wuling and lowered his head. , to kiss her crazily.

Jiang Ye's vehicle was a few steps away, but he just wanted to kiss in the snow.

They hadn't been intimate for a long time. Zhao Wuling was still a little uncomfortable and felt that kissing at the entrance of the hospital was not a decent thing. However, he only hesitated for a few seconds and put his arms around the back of Jiang Ye's neck, stroking his neatly trimmed hair. Yuan, stood on tiptoes to respond to him.

Snowflakes fell on her eyelids , and Zhao Wuling knew that they were slowly melting, leaving irregular water marks, like her heart.

They were so close that you could feel his body temperature even through the winter clothes. They separated panting, Zhao Wuling's eyes were shining, and he held Jiang Ye's hand, right next to her lips, and his breath was sprinkled on it.

" Jiang Ye, don't hurt yourself again, just like you thought I had a miscarriage. " Zhao Wuling blinked and repeated, looking directly at him, " I will be sad, very sad. "

So I implore you, even for my sake, to cherish yourself.

Jiang rarely feels the emotion of happiness, because he was born without any expectations, lives according to his mother's requirements, and makes careful decisions in the bloodless jungle.

But now, the heavy snow in the sky has repaid him for all his past misfortunes.

Jiang Ye lowered his head , stared into Zhao Wuling's eyes for a long time, and said yes.

If she wishes.

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Chapter 75 _ Jiaojin

◎ The proud disciple now has to carry Zhao Wuling's shoes ◎

The car door was hastily closed , and the heavy snow and cold wind were blocked outside.

The temperature inside the car was not too high. While Jiang was pressing Zhao Wuling and kissing her, he also managed to lower the height of the passenger seat. Burberry's scarf didn't expect that one day someone would violently pull it away , and then it would slide down into the car. The gap next to the window.

There were tears in the corners of Zhao Wuling's eyes, but Jiang Ye slowly kissed her away. His generous palms covered her waist , but he had no intention of continuing.

" Jiang Ye, " Zhao Wuling hadn't realized how the intimacy in the car started. He looked a little confused. He barely regained his senses . After pushing him away , he took a deep breath and said intermittently , " Go back first, and then ..."

There were also crystal and semi-melted snowflakes hidden in Zhao Wuling's hair . Jiang Ye raised his hand and tidied it up for her bit by bit.

She hates hospitals so much.

…

On the way back, I heard Jiang Ye's cell phone ringing and the screen flashing frequently. Jiang Ye turned off his cell phone while waiting for the red light, and then the space became quiet again.

Zhao Wuling asked casually: " Is there something wrong with the company ? "

" It doesn't matter . " Jiang Ye planned to hire an assistant after the new year . He raised his eyes to check the temperature of the air conditioner in the car and asked , " Are you still feeling uncomfortable now? "

" Even if something happens, don't go. "

Zhao Wuling shook his head first and caught a glimpse of the increasingly familiar scenery outside the car . He picked up his scarf from the side and slowly applied force to make the scarf wrinkled. He sniffed before continuing to speak.

" I miss you so much. "

I really, really want to.

Especially when the person in front of him is Jiang Ye, Zhao Wuling is the most unreasonable in front of him.

Jiang Ye was still driving, still looking calm and composed. Zhao Wuling didn't get a reaction from him, so he bit his lip and said nothing.

Going upstairs, Lanshui Mansion still looked like Zhao Wuling had left in the early morning. The temperature in the room suddenly rose. As soon as Zhao Wuling entered, his cheeks were a little unnaturally red and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Zhao Wuling changed into slippers at the entrance, took off her scarf, and threw it aside. After walking a few steps, she realized that Jiang hadn't followed.

Feel confused.

Zhao Wuling turned around and found that Jiang was also arranging her scarf, smoothing it and hanging it aside. She bent down and placed Zhao Wuling's shoes casually.

Zhao Wuling almost forgot that Jiang Ye actually cared about neatness.

But the current scene is also very interesting. Zhao Wuling curled his lips and smiled: " Jiang Ye, do you remember the dean of Shenghua Private School when you were in high school? He was the one with a big beer belly. "

He also has a bad temper. The rigorous school spirit of Shenghua Private School is thanks to him. He likes to catch latecomers and those who don't wear school uniforms at the school gate. Zhao Wuling is his focus.

However, the dean also taught mathematics before doing administrative work, and he admired Jiang very much. He also felt that he was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and he was about to be promoted as a role model for the entire grade.

Jiang Ye wiped his hands with a wet wipe and listened to Zhao Wuling's words before answering.

" Can not remember. "

Strictly speaking, Jiang Ye is very emotionless at heart and rarely pays attention to things or people he cares about.

=== Chapter 91 === _

He didn't remember, so Zhao Wuling couldn't continue, so she had to remind him: " I didn't wear school uniform, and he checked me several times. I, Chu Jiaze and the others were made to stand in the corridor of Qiuzhen Building by the director. "

How did the dean train her at that time ?

-Studying is not good, discipline and discipline are not observed, good things are not learned, bad things are imitated, can you learn from Jiang Ye?

Zhao Wuling smiled with a hint of success, looking at his cold and handsome face: " Jiang Ye, he definitely didn't expect that. "

Unexpectedly, his protégé would now have to carry Zhao Wuling's shoes.

Her words were vague, and Jiang didn't understand the whole meaning, but he didn't want Zhao Wuling to pay attention to others all the time, so he approached her and naturally held Zhao Wuling in his arms, with his palm finally resting on her abdomen.

Back to my previous concerns .

" Why do you have a stomachache? "

" I don't know. " Zhao Wuling leaned in his arms and played with his tie. The scar had healed and he had forgotten the pain. He didn't care much, " It doesn't hurt anymore. "

My personal doctor conducts physical examinations every quarter , and yesterday's examination data were also normal.

After taking off her coat, Zhao Wuling only wore a close-fitting sweater, which outlined the curves of her body, and her hair was tangled in it. Her tone was a little aggrieved: " You didn't even say you missed me. "

Quickly bring back the frank Jiang Ye from yesterday .

" think. "

Jiang Ye answered her after a moment of silence.

For him, Zhao Wuling was the only one who was uncertain. He didn't know how she would be hurt or when she would say something that would affect his emotions.

There is not a moment when I don't think about her.

" It's so perfunctory, " Zhao Wuling was still dissatisfied and said casually, " Jiang Ye, I should have known I wouldn't forgive you. "

Only when Jiang Ye tightened his arms did he know that he was serious, so he hurriedly kissed his chin to comfort him.

" Jiang Ye, " Zhao Wuling bit his lip and kissed him little by little, " I just said it casually, why do you take it seriously every time. "

" Anyway, you can't do that to me anymore, " Zhao Wuling touched his hand, intertwined his fingers, and felt the scars on his palm, " and you promised me not to hurt yourself again. "

After being mentioned repeatedly, Jiang also lowered his head , kissed Zhao Wuling's forehead, and answered again.

" good. "

Zhao Wuling lowered his head, looked at his empty fingers, and discussed with Jiang Ye: " If you do it, I will wear the diamond ring again. "

" That ring is not particularly good. " Jiang Ye used his calloused hands to check Zhao Wuling's finger, fearing that she would scratch him again. " In two days, a customer from South Africa will come. We will pick it out in person. It is of good quality." Pink Diamond. "

The previous preparations were too hasty and not worthy of Zhao Wuling.

Zhao Wuling thought that the ring was more meaningful than the new one, but was successfully persuaded by Jiang Ye.

" Jiang Ye, " Zhao Wuling turned away a little. After a few seconds, he couldn't hold it back and asked, " How many carats is the pink diamond? "

" The main stone is five carats, " Jiang Ye continued, " We can also design and set other matching diamonds. "

The color grade and clarity are better than before, which is rare.

Zhao Wuling was still struggling and didn't want to think about it for the time being. He transferred all his weight to Jiang Ye and kissed him silently.

After a few seconds, Zhao Wuling whispered into his ear, asking Jiang Ye to go back to the room with her.

Soon he was picked up by Jiang Ye. His steps were steady and fast. Zhao Wuling's back first touched the soft bed, and he unconsciously raised his head to kiss him.

Zhao Wuling took off her sweater in cooperation. She was wearing a suspender belt with narrow shoulder straps, and she was still a little uncomfortable with the temperature. Heng Heng Hao and Jiang Ye acted coquettishly and got closer.

For a long time, before waiting for Jiang Ye's next move, Zhao Wuling raised his eyes in confusion.

I couldn't help but confirm whether he really didn't mean that.

" Don't do it? "

Jiang Ye was condescending , casually picked up the blanket nearby and draped it on Zhao Wuling, rubbed her smooth shoulders with his fingertips, and kissed her comfortingly.

" Don't do it. "

Zhao Wuling's menstrual period is coming soon, and she still had abdominal pain yesterday.

If you don't want to do it, can you stop kissing her? Zhao Wuling bit his lip, feeling terribly uncomfortable. He said more bluntly than him: " I think so, and I can't do it during my menstrual period. "

She now suspected that Jiang did it on purpose.

She was moving around , and Jiang Ye grabbed Zhao Wuling's ankle, pressed it, and looked up at her with unclear emotions: " Are you sure? "

Successfully stopped Zhao Wuling's complaints.

Having been with him for too long, Zhao Wuling knew very well that his current state was very different from that of just trying. She didn't want to play with fire and burn herself.

Zhao Wuling, who had been so straightforward just now, looked away in a panic, stumbling a bit as he spoke: " Jiang Ye, you can't ... control it. "

Each time it was so long and the movements were so deep.

Jiang Ye chuckled and replied to her: " I'm already restraining myself. "

Restraint now.

Not sure of her physical condition so best not to start.

The filming has come to an end, Zhao Wuling has nothing to do, and He Jiang simply sleeps on the bed.

It was rarely like this. Zhao Wuling felt a little strange and restless, and she had to sleep in Jiang Ye's arms.

Her hair swayed in front of him, and he could really feel that she was beside him. Jiang also half-closed his eyes and relaxed in his breathing.

Zhao Wuling was bored and played with Jiang Ye's hand, calling his name: " Jiang Ye, are you listening to me ? "

" Listening. "

" Are you tired ? "

Jiang Ye's voice became hoarse: " A little bit. "

" Didn't you rest ? " Zhao Wuling had rested and now had unlimited energy, so she asked him, " Didn't you rest while I was sleeping this morning ? "

" Looking at you. "

Zhao Wuling was a little surprised: " Wouldn't it be boring ? "

What's so cool about her sleeping ?

Jiang Ye's answer was equally concise and concise: " No. "

Zhao Wuling said oh, rolled his beautiful eyes, pretending to be considerate: " Then you can rest now. "

Jiang Ye's breathing calmed down. Zhao Wuling glanced at him and continued to move cautiously.

In less than two minutes, Jiang Ye grabbed her wrist and threw the blanket out. Jiang Ye sighed first and finally warned her: " Don't touch it, huh? "

Patience has its limits.

" You go to sleep, I won't bother you, " Zhao Wuling was exposed and didn't take it to heart. He bit his lip, fooled him, and quickly continued, " I just suddenly thought that I can accompany you to see a psychiatrist. "

You can also learn about Jiang Ye's condition by the way.

The more Zhao Wuling thought about it, the more he felt it was necessary: " If this is not good, you can still see my aunt's former psychiatrist. "

In Zhao Wuling's view, Jiang Ye's psychological problems seemed to be okay, because Xie Wanzhi was often even delirious, and his illness recurred.

Due to Zhao Pingbei's status, neurologists and various famous psychiatrists were invited to see Xie Wanzhi, and they had more experience.

" Why did you suddenly think of this? "

Jiang was not very willing to let Song Shili and Zhao Wuling meet. He put his hand on her shoulder and suggested: " I can go by myself. The process is boring and boring. You must not be interested. "

Zhao Wuling firmly refused.

" I don't think it's that serious for you, " Zhao Wuling recounted his speculation and communicated with Jiang Ye, " Maybe your current doctor is not dedicated to his job. "

Judging from the current treatment effects, Song Shili does not look very professional.

Although Jiang did not cooperate much with Song Shili's treatment, he was happy to destroy Song Shili's image in Zhao Wuling's heart and agreed with her.

After a few seconds, Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and continued: " I think it's because he is jealous of me. "

His tone was too firm, so Zhao Wuling moved away a little, resting his arms on the soft mattress, wondering: " Is your current psychiatrist jealous of you? "

Jealous of Jiang Ye's wealth, or something?

Got no answer.

Because Zhao Wuling did not wear the sling properly when he moved, exposing a large area of fair skin, whimpering, and the snow-colored mountains were invaded by Jiang Ye's well -jointed hands .

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Chapter 76 _ Jiaojin

◎ The whole universe loves her the most . ◎

Until he stood outside Song Shili's consulting room , Zhao Wuling was still thinking about what he had forgotten. He and Jiang Ye intertwined their hands and held hands. He used his strength , but it was difficult for Zhao Wuling to struggle away.

Maybe it was because they arrived early and there was no one in the corridor. The girl at the front desk was registering with a pen and couldn't help but raise her eyes to observe.

She had been working here for several years and knew that the person in front of her was Song Shili's patient, but this was the first time she saw Jiang Ye come with someone else, holding hands , and she had already thought about the topic of gossip later.

Putting the pen back to its original place , she accidentally met Zhao Wuling's eyes . The latter's clear and beautiful eyes curled up and he smiled back at her.

The girl at the front desk blushed, cleared her throat, and made a guiding gesture.

" After registering , Dr. Song should be here soon. Mr. Jiang, please wait a moment. "

Before he finished speaking, he heard Song Shili's footsteps approaching from far away. He was wearing a white coat and stopped a few steps away from Jiang Ye.

Only by seeing Zhao Wuling with your own eyes can you understand the reason for Jiang Ye's fascination . After all, the photo is static , and only her delicate eyebrows can be seen . The dynamic Zhao Wuling is more vivid and vital.

=== Chapter 92 === _

Exquisite makeup and hair, curled eyelashes.

Completely different from Jiang , Huaicheng is so beautiful even in the cold weather that people can't take their eyes away.

With a very innocent expression , Song Shili 's eyes lingered for a few seconds , because he instinctively felt that it would not be that simple to make Jiang Ye suffer from mental illness.

In fact , before meeting today, Zhao Wuling was still the image of a femme fatale in Song Shili's mind.

Prediction was wrong, and his observation eyes were also blocked by Jiang Ye's movements. Song Shili frowned, shrugged, and picked up the plywood at the front desk: " Mr. Jiang , please. "

Jiang Ye didn't look good, and his hands with Zhao Wuling hadn't separated yet.

This made Song Shili feel like a vicious villain who broke them up, so he remained in a stalemate for a few seconds and reiterated: " Jiang Ye— "

The process of psychological treatment was completely confidential, and Zhao Wuling was only allowed to wait outside.

After the soundproof door was closed, Song Shili bent down to take the medical record from the drawer, observed Jiang Ye's expression, and after two seconds took out the measuring instrument: " Take the pulse. "

Jiang Ye's mood was a little strange.

The data came out very quickly, and it was indeed too high. Song Shili raised his eyes and said calmly: " Jiang Ye, you are very hostile to me now. "

Trust and honesty are the foundation of psychotherapy.

" It's normal for me to be hostile to you. " Jiang didn't care much and turned the screen of the pulse-measuring instrument on the table. " A normal psychiatrist isn't always observing the patient's fiancée. "

" I'm just making an observation, " Song Shili didn't expect such an outrageous reason. He frowned and explained, " Jiang Ye, I really don't have any thoughts about your ... fiancée. "

God is my witness .

" Who knows. "

Jiang Ye rapped his knuckles on the table and found evidence from the past details: " You didn't allow me to see her because of jealousy before. "

Now that he is happy, Song Shili will be even more jealous.

Song Shili was amazed by his logic.

Is Jiang Ye making decisions on his own ?

Why hasn't it closed down yet?

" Before this treatment begins, we need to reach some consensus, " Song Shili took a deep breath, almost laughed out of anger, and repeated, " First of all, Jiang Ye, I hope you understand that I am not jealous of you. "

Why is he jealous of Jiang Ye? He is just a doctor. How come every patient nowadays is more difficult to manage than the last?

Jiang Ye nodded, still not trusting him: " Then I hope you won't stare at my fiancée for so long next time. "

Song Shili struggled for a few seconds before giving up on proving himself to him and admitting it with abandon. He Jiang also made repeated promises before reluctantly asking him to cooperate with the treatment.

After a long test and psychological counseling, Jiang Ye was very cooperative this time, but Song Shili also found it difficult because Jiang Ye's mental state had not improved much.

Still aggressive .

The current emotional stability may be just because his relationship with Zhao Wuling has stabilized.

When Jiang Ye's hands pointed to a quarter past eleven, he frequently looked at his watch and proposed the idea of ending the treatment. Song Shili put away the things in the folder and waved to him.

Jiang Ye looked at his expression and predicted that the result would not be ideal, so he asked him, " Is it difficult to cure? "

He began to doubt the authenticity of Song Shili's academic qualifications. After all, when the other party asked him to pay high treatment fees, he introduced himself as a leader in the industry.

Song Shili drank from the water cup, his tone was a little tired, and he felt sorry for himself.

" I am a doctor and I only treat mental illness. "

There is no way to cure this kind of lunatic who wants to live and die for love.

The program has been recorded, and Zhao Wuling's three meal times have gradually been fixed. In addition, he is used to taking a nap with Jiang Ye after meals, so he simply nestles in his arms and falls asleep little by little under the sunlight.

It was still early when he came back . There were ingredients in the refrigerator. Jiang was also cooking in the semi-open kitchen. Zhao Wuling felt his eyes were tired after playing with his mobile phone for a while. He stood up holding on to the coffee table and walked to the marble table to look at him. .

The warm sunshine in winter was shining down, and Jiang Ye was even cooking in an orderly manner, preparing the ingredients in a leisurely manner. He noticed Zhao Wuling's observing eyes and asked her what she wanted to eat.

Zhao Wuling thought for a while and made a decision: " If you want to drink Tremella soup, you can do anything else. "

It's casual, but she has a lot of taboos and is picky about food, so it's hard to be satisfied.

The fragrant translucent mist rises, and with bright and dim lights, Jiang is also cooking her favorite food.

Zhao Wuling was so moved by this scene that he observed it for a few seconds and called Jiang Ye's name.

Only after getting his turn back did Zhao Wuling continue.

" Jiang Ye, is it the same if you get married? We will do many things together, then go back to our house and have dinner together. "

When I returned home , I not only had cold furniture, but also my lover and candlelight, well, maybe their children.

Jiang Ye's movements were slow for a few seconds, and the blade of the blade almost scratched his fingertips, before he calmly said, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Wuling nodded thoughtfully: " It's nothing, I just think this is pretty good. "

It seems like she doesn't have to do anything but be loved .

Lunch was white fungus soup, shrimp balls wrapped in cheese and fried until golden brown in filtered oil, as well as young cabbage sum and soy products, all served on a square plate with cute patterns.

Jiang was also wearing plastic gloves, while Zhao Wuling was holding a spoon in his hand and was only responsible for opening his mouth.

His movements were so skillful that Zhao Wuling finished the meal naturally. There was nothing wrong with the details.

After eating, they washed up together in the bathroom. Zhao Wuling kissed him as soon as he finished brushing his teeth, exchanging saliva ambiguously. She moved too quickly, and there was still a little trace of toothpaste on her cheeks.

Jiang Ye hugged her lower back, soaked it with some water, and wanted to help her wipe it clean .

She was restless, and Jiang Ye couldn't even help wipe her, so he warned her: " Don't move. "

Zhao Wuling couldn't bear to hear any harsh words now, and was even more aggrieved than him : " Why are you being mean to me? "

" I'm not trying to hurt you, " Ruyi wiped her face with water , Jiang Ye explained patiently and changed the subject, " Would you like to take a nap ? "

Finally, when he was carried back to the bed, Zhao Wuling didn't even want to take a few steps, she just wanted to lean on him.

Jiang would not refuse . He stretched out his arms and opened the blanket. Hearing Zhao Wuling's sudden thought, he asked him, " What did Dr. Song say? "

While waiting outside was boring, Zhao Wuling listened to the staff at the front desk saying a lot about Song Shili, and felt that he seemed quite capable.

" Fortunately, " Jiang Ye tucked the blanket for her and thought for a few seconds, " He said it was getting better. "

Zhao Wuling hummed, adjusted his posture on the pillow , and reminded him: " Jiang Ye, you have to trust the doctor. Only by trusting can you get better treatment . "

Helping her tuck the corners of the blanket, Jiang Ye agreed and looked down to see Zhao Wuling's face hidden inside. It was so cute that people wanted to hide her.

He was so cute , but Song Shili was so jealous of him that he still refused to admit it today.

Shen Hanyun's worries were absolutely correct. Zhao Wuling was a treasure, and he was a person who accidentally stole the treasure. He was anxious and just wanted to possess it completely.

But no, he will endure it. As long as he endures it, Zhao Wuling will like him more.

Jiang Ye told him this using the logic he pieced together .

Zhao Wuling was quite satisfied with this answer, so she kissed him and called his name in a very soft tone, more intimately, almost like a whisper in a lover's ear.

" Well, " her warm breath hit behind his ear , Jiang Ye's movements and eyes were equally forbearing, and he kissed Zhao Wuling's forehead with restraint, " Go to sleep. "

Zhao Wuling raised his head dissatisfied and asked for a deeper kiss. While kissing, he confessed: " Jiang Ye, I love you the most in the whole world . "

How can she describe her current mood? The brokenness and pain on the beach were picked up bit by bit by her. Zhao Wuling is a lovely witch who uses magic to heal scars and slowly becomes a precious gem.

Jiang also pressed her, kissed her deeper and said he loved her.

The whole universe loves her the most .

Zhao Wuling noticed the discomfort first, and while kissing his hand, he stretched it down, trying to help: " Jiang Ye, please untie the belt , it makes me feel so uncomfortable. "

Jiang also paused for a second or two, pulled away a little, and said yes.

The finger also reached its destination. After a few seconds, Zhao Wuling instantly realized what it was. Even with her shallow common sense, she knew that the metal buckle of the belt would not be so hot.

His cheeks turned crimson in an instant. Zhao Wuling lowered his head first. After a few seconds, he couldn't help but look up at Jiang Ye and bit his lip.

They never did it after they reconciled. At first it was because of Zhao Wuling's minor problem, and later because his menstrual period came as promised.

Zhao Wulin paused and wanted to say something else, but Jiang Ye covered his mouth.

" Shh- " Jiang Ye's voice still had a little bit of reason left in it, and it was far away and then close, preventing her from saying more outrageous words, " Don't worry about it, just go to sleep. "

The next second he felt the warmth and moisture , Zhao Wuling's lips and tongue were licking his palm.

The situation almost went out of control in an instant, the strings of reason were severed, and the mattress collapsed even more.

Zhao Wuling was held by his hand and quickly learned the true temperature of the metal buckle of the belt. It was hard to understand that she would admit her mistake before. It was completely different.

The soft leather, the smooth texture of the suit pants, and the slowly wrinkled clothes. Zhao Wuling couldn't help but cast his eyes downwards. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. His hands couldn't escape his control. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the light coming in from the window. Sunlight, gentle light spots.

Zhao Wuling was also lost in this light spot, exhaling and inhaling, his forehead was kissed, and when Jiang felt sore / swollen, he had no intention of stopping.

She really made a mistake and shouldn't provoke Jiang Ye.

Before her consciousness was chaotic, Zhao Wuling begged for mercy, but received no mercy. She was completely disorganized, and even scratched her fingernails, which even caused pain. Jiang was also a good teacher and was willing to give her extra time training questions.

The last thing Zhao Wuling said before falling asleep was that his hands were so tired.

very tired.

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