The kiss was extraordinarily passionate.
The small space inside the car is heating up rapidly.
Ye Qingxin could even hear the tsk tsk sound when the tip of her tongue was sucked. The man's breathing gradually became heavier and stronger, as if he wanted to tear her apart, and an unbearable groan overflowed from her throat.
The man's body odor mixed with the smell of tobacco and alcohol filled her mouth and nose. The familiar smell made her sink even deeper in her sinking, and her mind became dazed for a while.
Red light turns green.
Their car was stuck in front, and the car behind started to honk, and the sound became more urgent.
Jing Boyuan slowly let go of the girl who fell limply in his arms, his dark and calm eyes concealed forbearance and restraint, finally kissed Ye Qingxin's lips, stroked her chin, and restarted the car.
He controls the steering wheel with his left hand, holds Ye Qingxin's little hand with his right hand, and rubs her palm with his thumb.
Leaning on his shoulder, Ye Qingxin felt that the past month or so was not as good as just a few seconds at this moment.
The car stopped in front of a private restaurant.
The two get out of the car.
In the box.
Jing Boyuan asked Ye Qingxin to order, and Ye Qingxin held the menu and looked at it, thinking that Jing Boyuan must have drunk a lot of wine just after he got off the wine table, the smell of alcohol on his body was a bit heavy, so he ordered a hangover soup and two light side dishes.
There is concern in the subtleties.
The man glanced at her, smiled unconsciously, ordered a few plain dishes, and finally ordered a honey red bean.
Food came out quickly.
Ye Qingxin was not hungry, she couldn't eat anything, she picked up the honey red beans with a spoon, and stared straight at the man opposite.
The man took a big mouthful, but it gave off a sense of slow elegance.
No one will be full at the business table.
Ye Qingxin took a small bowl and filled him with a bowl of hangover soup, and gently pushed it in front of him, "Drink some of this hangover soup."
Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at her, swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked quietly, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
Ye Qingxin froze for a moment, "What?"
Jing Boyuan picked up the bowl of soup and drank it, without answering, just looking at her with those unfathomable eyes.
Under his gaze, Ye Qingxin realized what he was referring to belatedly.
She was the one who proposed to end it at the beginning, and she is the one who throws herself into her arms now. Her words and deeds that contradict her promises make her appear to be capricious.
Pursing her lips, she told the truth: "I saw the guardianship agreement."
Jing Boyuan still looked at her like this, with unpredictable eyes, "So"
Ye Qingxin didn't answer, and continued to say: "That day when Pear was gathering in Time Allure, I saw Lou Liangchen."
Jing Boyuan's eyes were dim.
Ye Qingxin continued: "I saw him coming out of a private room, and I heard Yu Qingyou's voice in the private room as if he was being bullied by someone, do you know Lou Liangchen?"
The last sentence, with a questioning tone and a firm tone.
Jing Boyuan did not deny it.
Ye Qingxin opened her mouth again and expressed her guess: "It was you who asked Lou Liangchen to come to marry Yu Qingyou, and created the illusion of infatuation. The huge bride price, the big diamond ring, the beautiful wedding dress, the luxurious wedding, almost gave Yu Qingyou everything a woman could dream of, but you did this to her in private. I'm afraid that if Yu Qingyou told her parents, her parents would not believe her."
"My husband treats me like this, and no matter outsiders or my relatives, I think I am living in happiness. This feeling must be very desperate."
While talking, Ye Qingxin recalled the personable Lou Liangchen he saw in Time Allure that day. He looked like a modest son, and he explained his love for Yu Qingyou to outsiders with his actions. Who would have thought that behind his back, he would let others insult his newlywed wife.
Whether it is an ancient society with strict ethics, or an increasingly open world today, sexual insults are always the strongest weapon to tear women apart.
Jing Boyuan rested his forearms lightly on the edge of the table, listened quietly to Ye Qingxin's words, and then calmly said, "The Yu family can't control her and let her do whatever she wants. I just hired someone to manage it for them. As for how to manage it, I can't control it."
Ye Qingxin picked up a piece of yam with her chopsticks and put it into Jing Boyuan's bowl, not continuing the topic just now, and said with a smile: "Eat some of this."
After eating, Ye Qingxin couldn't help shivering when the cold air blew outside.
The next moment, a suit jacket was wrapped around her body.
Jing Boyuan was only wearing a shirt and a suit, and when he took off the suit, there was only a thin shirt left. Ye Qingxin subconsciously wanted to take off the suit, but Jing Boyuan had already wrapped her in his arms.
"You will be cold." Ye Qingxin looked at his side face and said.
Jing Boyuan didn't say anything, he led her to the parking place, pressed the remote key to unlock, opened the passenger door and stuffed her in.
The car hits the road.
Ye Qingxin saw that it was the way to B University, and she didn't know how she felt.
She thought that with his previous bad behavior, he would take her home directly
She was still thinking that if he really wanted to take her home, should she obey directly, or should she refuse to welcome him.
result
It seems that she is thinking too much.
Ye Qingxin leaned quietly on the back of the co-pilot, clutching the seat belt with both hands, and turned her head to look out of the car window with a distinctly unhappy expression.
Jing Boyuan noticed that the little girl was in a low mood, and his pupils slid to the end of his eyes to glance at the listless little girl, and his voice was tinged with a smile: "Unhappy"
Ye Qingxin lowered her head, "No."
Jing Boyuan chuckled, freeing his right hand to hold Ye Qingxin's left hand.
The car stopped some distance away from the gate of b.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and the university city was no more than the urban area. During the day, the traffic was not as dense as in the urban area, and there were fewer cars at night.
It's quiet all around.
Seeing the car stop, Ye Qingxin was a little confused, "Why did it stop here?"
Jing Boyuan turned off the ignition, leaned over and pinched Ye Qingxin's waist, and lifted her vigorously from the co-pilot to his lap. Fortunately, there was a lot of space in the car, so Ye Qingxin didn't hit the roof.
The man's thighs are firm and powerful, and the touch is vivid, making Ye Qingxin's ears slightly warm.
She glanced at Jing Boyuan, then lowered her eyelashes, and let him hold him without saying anything.
Jing Boyuan stretched out his hand to pinch her thin chin, lifted her face, his gaze was calm and deep, with insight, as if he could look into the depths of the soul from a person's eyes at a glance.
Heart thumping and throbbing, bursts of palpitations gushed out from the bottom of her heart, Ye Qingxin's breathing was slightly chaotic, and as she felt so emotional, she murmured, "Boyuan"
The voice is like a kitten, very light and soft, it is inexplicably itchy in the ears.
Jing Boyuan's broad body leaned back slightly on the backrest, feeling the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Tell me, the reason why you said it was over."
Ye Qingxin turned her eyes away from the man's face, bit her lower lip lightly and remained silent.
"Say." The man's gentle tone was full of irresistible deterrence.
Ye Qingxin put her hands on Jing Boyuan's strong chest to prevent her body from tilting, and when she heard the man's oppressive words, she curled her fingers unconsciously.
After a while, she said, "Didn't I tell you everything?"
"I want to listen to the truth, Xinxin." Jing Boyuan rubbed her chin, his voice softened a little, and he said persuasively: "It's been so long, and you still don't believe me. If there is anything you should tell me, we will discuss and resolve it together. You hide your worries, and break up with me if you don't understand. Xinxin, people have limited patience."
The last sentence made Ye Qingxin inexplicably startled.
The man in front of him has a high status, and wherever he goes, he is the protagonist who is trying to curry favor with others. He is used to being obeyed by others, so how can he allow her to fool around again and again.
Ye Qingxin's eyes were flushed, but she stubbornly resisted the sourness gushing out of her heart.
How should she tell this man that she just doesn't want to drag him down.
After a moment of stalemate, she leaned over to kiss the man's thin lips.
Jing Boyuan easily pushed away the little girl who was trying to fool her off with her beauty, and endured the desire that arose the moment she kissed her, and said seriously: "Don't try to interrupt."
Ye Qingxin failed to seduce her, and there was a flash of embarrassment on her face.
Even though the interior of the car was dark, Jing Boyuan still caught it, silently curled his lower lip, and said in a calm and forceful voice: "Tell me."
Ye Qingxin lowered her head and said nothing.
In the darkness, a look of helplessness flashed across Jing Boyuan's eyes.
"Xinxin, I am fourteen years older than you, and I have more life experience than you. Some problems can only be thought of more profoundly than you. If you can think of it, why haven't I thought about it? I don't care. What do you care about?"
There is something to be said.
Ye Qingxin slowed down for a moment, vaguely understood the meaning of his words, and looked up at him in disbelief, "You know what I care about?"
Jing Boyuan stared at her small face for a moment, then stroked the girl's delicate and smooth cheek with his right hand, and said, "I wasn't sure at first." Now I'm sure.
Ye Qingxin felt like being entangled.
"Xinxin, the child and you, I choose you."
The man's words are powerful and resounding.
Every word is like a huge boulder, hitting Ye Qingxin's heart lake, setting off a stormy sea.
I have always known what he meant. After she had a miscarriage, she heard those conversations outside Mrs. Jing's ward and learned that she could not reproduce, but Jing Boyuan asked her to obtain a certificate several times afterwards. Although she didn't say much sweet words, she understood his intentions.
Now he said it himself, using such simple and plain language, such a serious tone, still caused a lot of shock to Ye Qingxin's psychology.
She felt the heat in her eye sockets, and felt that something fell out of her eye sockets, slid down her cheeks, was caught by the man's fingers halfway, and wiped away.
"What about grandma?" Ye Qingxin choked up.
Jing Boyuan held Ye Qingxin's small face, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a low voice, "She will understand."
Will she understand? Ye Qingxin's eyes darkened when she thought of the old man who was so loving to her. Even if she understood, it would be difficult to accept it. She was a little unkind, and had failed the old man's favor.
"Don't think so much, go back and have a good rest, and leave the rest to me."
As Jing Boyuan spoke, he signaled Ye Qingxin to go back to the co-pilot, but Ye Qingxin suddenly held his face and leaned over to kiss his thin lips.
The girl's kiss was not said to be skillful, but it was no longer as jerky as it was at the beginning. She took the initiative to stick out her small tongue and penetrated into the man's mouth, teasing and entangled his tongue.
Jing Boyuan slightly pushed her away, "If you don't leave, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with the dormitory gate control."
Ye Qingxin frowned, a little displeased that he was not moved by her enthusiasm again and again, she lowered her head slightly, looked sideways at Jing Boyuan from the end of her eyes, looking at people from this angle, there was a trace of shyness in the seductive charm.
The corner of her lips curled slightly, "If you can't catch up, I won't go back."
Speaking such words from a girl's mouth is an invitation full of temptation for any man.
No man would think that the girl said this to watch the stars and the moon with him.
Jing Boyuan's eyes darkened, he put his arms around Ye Qingxin's waist, lowered his head and kissed the girl's delicate lips.
After kissing for a while, he let her go, started the car and drove to Nanshan villa.
The night was getting deeper, the street lights were dim, and there were not many vehicles on the road.
Ye Qingxin played with Jing Boyuan's right hand, thinking of the previous intimate scene again, a prank idea suddenly appeared in her heart, she opened her mouth to enclose his index finger, wrapped the tip of her tongue around his fingertip and sucked gently.
This scene is easily reminiscent of some indescribable pictures.
Jing Boyuan turned his head and took a deep look at her, Ye Qingxin clearly read some strange information from that look.
She hooked her lower lip, feeling evil from her guts, and reached out to undo the man's belt buckle
The car stopped on the side of the road for a long time before going back on the road.
Ye Qingxin blushed and her heart beat. After the impulsiveness passed, she couldn't believe that she would do such a ridiculous thing.
Outside, this is the first time.
Jing Boyuan controlled the speed of the car, his calm and deep brows revealed a sense of satisfaction from being full.
This is the third time Ye Qingxin has done this for him. Recalling every time in the past, he could hear him sighing indistinctly. Calmness and indifference seemed to be the indestructible shell of this man. He was calm and calm at all times, even when he was making out.
Only at that moment just now did he seem to reveal his truest emotions.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxin rolled her lips into a smile, bright and bright, a little smug in her heart, feeling like she had grasped the lifeblood of this man.
I do not know how long it has been.
The car drove into the No. 8 courtyard of Nanshan Villa.
The two entered the entrance door one after the other.
The man's back was calm and reliable, and Ye Qingxin was holding hands with a smile.
As soon as the door was closed, before the lights could be turned on, Ye Qingxin was pressed against the door panel. In the dark environment, the man's aura surrounded her whole aggressively, and Ye Qingxin couldn't help but her heart beat faster.
"What are you laughing about along the way?" The deep and magnetic voice rang in my ears, implying danger.
Ye Qingxin could hear her chest rumbling, and the force on her body made her a little suffocated.
In the dark, she couldn't see the man's facial features and expression clearly, only those dark and deep eyes, which became deeper and more seductive.
"I didn't laugh," Ye Qingxin defended softly.
It's just that before the words were finished, the man's lips and tongue had already begun to attack the city.
Jing Boyuan held the girl's buttocks and picked her up, while kissing her, while going upstairs, the clothes were scattered from the door of the master bedroom all the way to the outside of the shower room.
The water from the shower head was rushing, and the hot water sprayed on the two of them, and the sound of splashing water covered up their rapid breathing.
After it was over, Ye Qingxin was carried out, she felt her legs were so sore and weak that she couldn't even stand up.
After careful calculation, since she found out she was pregnant, the two of them hadn't done this kind of thing seriously. After more than two months of awkwardness, the intimacy was particularly satisfying. Coupled with Ye Qingxin's initiative, the two of them had reached an unprecedented compatibility.
Mental, physical, double pleasure.
Jing Boyuan put on his nightgown, took cigarettes and a lighter from the bedside table and walked to the balcony.
Ye Qingxin frowned, wanted to say something, opened her mouth, but didn't make a sound.
Quitting smoking is not something that can be accomplished overnight and has to be done slowly.
She lay on her side under the quilt, propped her head on her palms and looked towards the glass door of the balcony. Jing Boyuan stood with his back to the glass door, his back was straight and deep.
Suddenly remembering something, she leaned over and opened the drawer of the bedside table.
It was empty inside.
The Okamoto in that drawer was of no use after all.
Ye Qingxin drooped her eyelashes, lay back on the bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
About the time of two cigarettes, she heard the slight sound of the glass door being closed, and after a while there was the sound of bathing in the bathroom, and about ten minutes later, Jing Boyuan lay down beside her, with a refreshing breath after bathing, without any smell of smoke.
He stretched out his hand to pull Ye Qingxin into his arms, Ye Qingxin turned over, opened her eyes to look at him, and said, "I'm a little thirsty."
Jing Boyuan kissed her forehead, said in a steady voice: "Wait a moment." Then he got up and went out.
She came back soon, with a cup of warm water in her hand, Ye Qingxin sat up and took a sip, the temperature was just right.
"Thank you Mr. Jing." After drinking, she naturally handed the cup to Jing Boyuan.
With a smile in his eyes, Jing Boyuan rubbed her messy hair, took the cup and put it on the bedside table.
That night, Ye Qingxin slept very deeply in Jing Boyuan's arms.
Early the next morning, Ye Qingxin woke up at eight o'clock, Jing Boyuan was not in the bedroom, and there was a note left by him on the bedside table:
Today will be very busy, eat on time, let Master Lu take you when you go out.
There is also Jing Boyuan's signature in the lower right corner.
The font is strong and strong.
Ye Qingxin stared at Jing Boyuan's words, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
She got up and got out of bed to wash, last night she had no clothes to wear, so she wore Jing Boyuan's shirt, the man's clothes were loose, it looked funny on her petite frame, but it also had a different sexy and style.
The clothes scattered on the ground last night had been packed up by Jing Boyuan, Ye Qingxin's clothes were folded meticulously on the foot of the bed, and the underwear she took off
Hanging on the towel rack in the bathroom.
It was the man who washed it.
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips and smiled, he was thoughtful and considerate.
After washing and dressing, she went downstairs. Aunt Zhang was very happy to see her, "Madam, you are finally back."
"Morning Aunt Zhang." Ye Qingxin greeted with a smile.
While serving breakfast on the table, Aunt Zhang said: "during your absence, my husband almost never came back. When he came back occasionally, he smelled of alcohol all day long. He was busy with business trips and social gatherings all day. A few days ago, my husband suddenly fell ill. The doctor said that he was overworked recently, had an irregular diet, and drank too much alcohol. He suggested that he should be hospitalized for a few days for recuperation, but he was discharged the next day.
He said that he still works until late every day before resting. "
"Hey, what do you think Mr. is working so hard for? No matter how much money there is, it's not important to have a good health. You must persuade him well. It won't work if it goes on like this."
Ye Qingxin froze when she stuffed the toast into her mouth, "He's sick."
Aunt Zhang looked at Ye Qingxin, sighed, and said, "Yes, why is Mr. working so hard all of a sudden? My wife should understand that he is in a bad mood and vented it on his work. Don't look at Mr. who always looks calm and doesn't care about anything. In fact, it is all an illusion. I can tell that Mr. cares about his wife."
Although Aunt Zhang didn't know what happened between Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan, but Ye Qingxin moved out of Nanshan Villa suddenly, and Jing Boyuan was so exhausted to work, everyone could see that there was a problem between the two of them.
Ye Qingxin put down the toast slowly, losing her appetite to eat anything.
When she saw Jing Boyuan yesterday, she felt that he was a little thinner. She thought he was tired from a business trip during this period, but she didn't expect him to be so tired that he went to the hospital.
"Aunt Zhang." Ye Qingxin's voice was very soft, faintly trembling, "Do you know what's wrong with him?"
Aunt Zhang replied truthfully: "It seems that there is something wrong with the stomach. I don't know the details, but the doctor told him to eat on time in the future, eat something light to nourish the stomach, try not to be hungry, rest more, and drink less alcohol."
Aunt Zhang recited the doctor's words to Ye Qingxin like an endorsement.
Ye Qingxin thought of the fact that he took her to have supper last night. In fact, he needed something to eat. At that time, all he ordered was light food.
She should have noticed, but she didn't.
After breakfast without taste, she wanted to call Jing Boyuan, but she was afraid of disturbing his work, so she thought about it and sent a message.
busy
About five minutes later, Jing Boyuan called.
"What's up"
There was a businesslike seriousness in his voice.
As soon as Ye Qingxin heard it, she knew that he must be busy, so she didn't beat around the bush, and went straight to the point: "Do you have a meal at noon?"
Jing Boyuan replied: "No."
Ye Qingxin: "Have you been in the company and not going out?"
Jing Boyuan let out a "hmm".
Ye Qingxin smiled and said, "It's okay, you can be busy, bye."
Without waiting for a response from the other side, he hung up the phone directly.
Hearing the sudden beep on the phone, Jing Boyuan laughed.
"Little fiancée" Bowei, the general manager, sat on the sofa a young man in his thirties, his legs crossed, holding an open document in his hand, with a calm demeanor and a serious expression, but he was somewhat similar to Jing Boyuan, and he was also a very masculine man.
Jing Boyuan came back and sat opposite the man, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, acquiesced.
"It's rare to have a woman who can hold you down. I heard that she is only twenty years old." The implication is that Jing Boyuan's old cow is eating tender grass.
Jing Boyuan didn't answer, leaned his body lightly on the sofa, crossed his long legs, took a puff of the cigarette that had been stuck between his fingertips, and then said, "If I remember correctly, my sister-in-law is twenty-three this year." Voice-over: You are too old to eat young grass.
The man smiled brightly when he heard the words, reached out his hand to pick up the teacup and gestured to Jing Boyuan, and said, "To each other."
The two chatted about work for a while, and at the end, the man said: "Just half a year after leaving the country, I didn't expect such a big change from the always serious and steady Boss Jingda. I heard about your romantic affairs as soon as I returned to China. Let's find a chance to get together. I'm a little curious, what kind of woman can make you fall in love."
Jing Boyuan gasped, noncommittal.
Just as he was talking, the man's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone and looked at the call. His brows and eyes suddenly softened, and his voice was full of gentleness: "Song Song."
After hanging up the phone, the man withdrew his gentleness when answering the phone, and said to Jing Boyuan in a low voice: "We will talk about this today, and I will ask the people below to prepare the specific plan and send it over."
Seeing that he switched between the two attitudes so freely, Jing Boyuan held his teacup and smiled and said: "My sister-in-law did not lower you lightly. I remember that two years ago, my sister-in-law followed you and chased you. How righteously and coldly you put on the airs of an elder and rejected the little girl's infatuation. How long has it been? It's really a turn of events."
The man choked for a moment, and then smiled, as if thinking of something from the past, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and said with emotion: "Emotional matters are the most difficult to control, and you have stumbled."
The two mature men looked at each other and smiled, seeing helplessness and willingness in each other's eyes.
Besides, Ye Qingxin.
After hanging up the phone, she turned to the busy Aunt Zhang and said, "Aunt Zhang, let's go to the supermarket to buy vegetables."
There is a large supermarket near Nanshan Villa.
On the way to the supermarket, Ye Qingxin searched the Internet for food ingredients and recipes for nourishing her stomach, and took a pen to make a list in her notebook.
When she arrived at the supermarket, she went straight to the fruit and vegetable section.
After choosing the vegetables to buy, she picked some raw peanuts.
"Aunt Zhang, do you have any apples at home?"
Aunt Zhang pushed the cart behind her, and replied after hearing the words: "No, Mr. usually doesn't like fruit very much, so I didn't buy it."
Ye Qingxin nodded and picked some more apples.
At the checkout, Aunt Zhang wanted to pay, but Ye Qingxin stopped her and paid by WeChat.
Pushing the shopping cart out, there is a clothing store downstairs in the supermarket. Passing by the door of a branded men's clothing store, Ye Qingxin's eyes were attracted by the plastic models in the store.
The model was wearing a dark gray overcoat, which was upright and stylish. Even the lifeless model gave people a sense of calmness. Ye Qing thought, if this overcoat was worn on Jing Boyuan's body, it would definitely look better.
Jing Boyuan's height and figure are no worse than that model.
Just as she was thinking, there was a bang, the huge impact force made both her wrists numb.
"Why are you so careless?" A low, strange male voice sounded, Ye Qingxin looked up and saw a girl in her twenties opposite her car collided with hers, and a tall man next to the girl was checking the girl's wrist with distress and tenderness.
Ye Qingxin apologized: "I'm sorry."
The girl looked over, with a bright smile on her face, showing a row of neat little white teeth and said, "It's okay, I was distracted and didn't see the way clearly."
As she said that, the girl pointed to the coat that Ye Qingxin liked and said to the man beside her, "You will look better in that dress."
Ye Qingxin: ""
Back at Nanshan Villa, Ye Qingxin started cooking lunch.
Aunt Zhang wanted to help, Ye Qingxin smiled and said no, Aunt Zhang also knew that she wanted to cook for Jing Boyuan, so she didn't force her anymore, and followed her to fight.
Ye Qingxin's cooking skills are really not very good, and the dishes she cooks are so-so.
She was quite satisfied with herself, put the food in an insulated box, and asked Master Lu to drive her to Bowei.
It was time for a lunch break when we arrived.
Before getting out of the car, Ye Qingxin said to Master Lu: "It may take me a while to come out, remember to eat."
Master Lu smiled, "I know, Ma'am, don't worry."
The front desk in the lobby routinely asked her who she was looking for and what was the matter.
Ye Qingxin shook her head with a smile, glanced at the row of security gates that exuded the aura of "No entry for idlers", and took out her mobile phone to call Jing Boyuan.
Before dialing out, Luo Feng came over and yelled at her from afar: "Madam, this way"
Suddenly, Ye Qingxin heard someone gasp beside her.
The two receptionists who questioned her before looked at her in horror and disbelief.
Ye Qingxin put away her phone, grinned at them, walked through the turnstile opened by Luo Feng swiping her card, and followed him to Jing Boyuan's exclusive elevator.
This is her first time to Pauway Group.
Just now, from the outside, the building is towering into the sky, magnificent and magnificent. From the inside, it looks like a rich company.
"Assistant Luo, you seem to know that I'm coming." Ye Qingxin turned her head and asked Luo Feng who was standing behind her.
Luo Feng told the truth: "Mr. Jing is holding a high-level meeting, and it will end in 20 minutes. Before entering the meeting room, let me pay attention to the surveillance outside the gate, saying that my wife may come."
Ye Qingxin let out an oh and didn't say anything more.
There was a trace of sweetness in his heart, she only asked two questions on the phone, and he knew she was coming.
Luo Feng led her into the general manager's office.
Jing Boyuan's office is spacious, surrounded by glass walls. The space is bright, with dark gray solid wood tall bookshelves, executive desks, and black leather sofa sets, showing the calm atmosphere of a successful man everywhere.
"Madam, please sit down first, Boss Jing will be here in a while." Luo Feng made a gesture of invitation to the sofa.
Ye Qingxin thanked politely.
The office door was closed, Ye Qingxin put the heat preservation box in her hand on the coffee table, walked to the glass wall and looked outside, the bustling scenery of the capital was in full view, and a kind of lofty ambition to see all the mountains and small towns was uncontrollably born in her heart.
She suddenly understood why so many men are keen on power and wealth. The more powerful a person is, the more he wants to gain more power. The feeling of aloofness from a high place overlooking all living beings does have the magic power to make people fall.
Ye Qingxin couldn't help but wonder what Jing Boyuan would be like when he was standing here
Do you have a feeling of being king
Bowing her head and smiling, Ye Qingxin turned and walked towards the bookshelf. The books were classified and arranged meticulously. They were all books on finance and management, as well as psychology, in various languages, mostly Chinese and English.
There is a laptop computer on the executive desk, there are several black signature pens in the pen holder, and there are some neatly stacked documents next to the computer, without any extra items.
Ye Qingxin turned around, took a book of psychology in English from the bookshelf, returned to the sofa and sat down.
Her English score is very good, but she is still dizzy from the densely packed tadpoles in the books.
She has never seen many professional words.
While watching, the office door was pushed open from the outside, and Jing Boyuan and several senior executives of Powerway came in.
Seeing Ye Qingxin, a look of astonishment slid across the faces of those senior executives, but Jing Boyuan looked neither salty nor indifferent, his eyes swept across Ye Qingxin's face, his mouth kept talking, and he continued to say something to those senior executives.
Ye Qing smiled decently at everyone, closed the book, got up and moved aside, let the sofa out.
Those high-level officials looked at each other.
Jing Boyuan said lightly: "Sit down." Then he continued what he just said.
After hesitating to sit down, those high-level executives seemed a little absent-minded. From time to time, they glanced at Ye Qingxin who was standing aside, and the insulated lunch box on the coffee table, which was really eye-catching, like a magnet, firmly attracted the attention of several people, and they couldn't help but make eye contact.
Jing Boyuan sensed that his subordinates were half-hearted, and his face darkened: "Is it because you have been sitting in the leader's seat for a long time, and everyone's concentration is not as good as before."
The tone is soft and casual, but it makes the hearts of the listeners tremble.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jing." Everyone apologized one after another, not daring to look around.
Jing Boyuan was sitting on the boss's chair, his body was leaning against the back of the chair, his legs were crossed, and his hands were clasped on his thighs.
After a while, he glanced at everyone, "That's all for today, let's go back."
"Yes." Everyone rushed out of the office as if they were being pardoned, fearing that they would be caught by Jing Boyuan if they were too late.
After everyone left, the heavy dark gray solid wooden door was closed tightly. Jing Boyuan got up and walked towards the coffee table. His deep eyes fell on the heat preservation box, and then on Ye Qingxin, "What does this mean?"
Ye Qingxin trotted over with her hands behind her back, opened the lunch box and said with a smile, "Nursing the stomach for lunch."
Looking at the small lunch box, it contained several light stir-fried vegetables and a bowl of apple soup.
Jing Boyuan stood, just looking down at the tea table from a high position, and he knew that the taste of home-cooked dishes was not very good just by looking at the dishes.
He frowned slightly, looked at Ye Qingxin with deep eyes, "You did it"
Ye Qingxin pulled him to sit next to her, and passed the apple soup over, "It is said on the Internet that apple soup nourishes the stomach, it is still hot, try it."
Jing Boyuan looked at the rust-red soup and a few pieces of boiled apple flesh, with calm eyes, he reached out to take it and put it to his lips.
"Wait a minute." Ye Qingxin stopped him suddenly, fumbled in the pocket of the woolen coat, then put her small fists under Jing Boyuan's nose, spread her palms, a few raw peanuts lay quietly in the little girl's slender and white palms.
"On the Internet, eat a few raw peanuts before meals to nourish the stomach."
Jing Boyuan glanced at her, put down the bowl in his hand, raised his hand to hold Ye Qingxin's hand holding the peanuts, pulled the girl into his arms and hugged her, clasped the back of her head, bowed his head and kissed her.
After kissing for a long time, Jing Boyuan asked softly in her ear: "Is it said on the Internet that a girl who treats a man like this can easily make a man have unreasonable thoughts?"
Ye Qingxin's lips were red from the kiss, and the roots of her ears were hot, "I'm telling you the truth."
Jing Boyuan said: "What I said is also very serious."
"" Ye Qingxin clasped her hands on Jing Boyuan's shoulders, the man's breath was close at hand, with a faint smell of tobacco, she raised her eyelids to look at his serious and serious expression, bit her lower lip lightly, and said: "The meal will get cold in a while, eat it while it's hot, I've been cooking it for a long time."
Jing Boyuan kissed her on the forehead and let her go, "Why are you so obedient today? It's not the same as the previous two months."
Ye Qingxin thought of what Aunt Zhang said about Jing Boyuan's hospitalization, her heart felt like something was blocked, she suddenly put her arms around his neck, buried her face on his shoulder, "I'm sorry, I will be obedient in the future, and I won't make you angry anymore, you should also take good care of your body in the future, okay?"
"What did Aunt Zhang tell you?" It was not a question, but an affirmation.
He knew what she knew from the moment she mentioned the nourishing lunch.
Ye Qingxin's muffled voice came from his shoulder, "Don't blame her, she told me this for our own good, Bo Yuan, I'm sorry."
Jing Boyuan just hugged her like this, and for a moment, he said in the tone of an elder: "It's not enough to just know the mistakes, but also to be able to correct them."
Ye Qingxin nodded, "Well, I must change it, and I will never annoy you or make you angry again."
Jing Boyuan smiled, and patted her on the back, "Okay, if you hug me like this again, the meal will really get cold."
Ye Qingxin withdrew from his arms, and passed the peanuts in his hand again, "I bought a lot and kept them at home. When you eat later, remember to eat a few raw peanuts first."
Ye Qingxin had lunch before coming, and sat on the opposite sofa just staring at Jing Boyuan, the man ate leisurely under her gaze.
Ordinary people would feel a little uncomfortable if they were stared at like this when they were eating, but Jing Boyuan was not, and his self-control was astonishing.
"Is it delicious?" Seeing that he was eating with gusto, Ye Qingxin couldn't help asking.
Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at her, and asked without answering: "You didn't eat at home?"
Ye Qingxin: "After eating, I don't feel very good."
Jing Boyuan didn't speak anymore.
Ye Qingxin was stunned for a while before she understood what he meant, she pouted unhappily, "It's not like you still eat so deliciously."
Jing Boyuan reached out with his chopsticks and touched her chin, lowered his head and ate up the food in the bowl, and the apple soup was also very clean.
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips, but couldn't stop the smile at the corner of her mouth, she was in a happy mood.
"I'm going to wash the dishes." After he finished eating, Ye Qingxin got up to pack the lunch box and went to the bathroom in the rest room to wash the dishes.
When she was just walking around the office, she found that there was a lounge, which was very similar to the master bedroom of the villa, with a separate bathroom and a cloakroom, a two-meter-large bed, and the layout and decoration were full of the calmness and masculinity of a man.
For some reason, she suddenly remembered what she saw on the Internet before, those bosses, bosses, etc. always like to call the beautiful and capable female secretary to the office to do some indescribable entertainment. Will Jing Boyuan do the same
Isn't Secretary Mi a beautiful and capable female secretary
Before he appeared, Jing Boyuan was already a 34-year-old mature man. A normal man would have some normal physiological needs to resolve. I don’t know what he did at that time. He raised a secret lover and went to a high-end club or lived on the edge of the nest based on the principle of making full use of resources.
"What are you thinking?" Ye Qingxin was thinking, when a man's deep and magnetic voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Ye Qingxin blinked, cleaned the lunch box, assembled it smoothly, and whispered: "It's nothing."
Jing Boyuan's body approached behind her, and finally stuck to her back. She could feel the firmness of the man's muscles, with a little softness of the skin. "It takes fifteen minutes to wash a lunch box. Such efficiency will cause you to be fired from the company."
Ye Qingxin turned to look at him, and said with a fake smile: "I'm not as capable as the secretary of your big group."
There was a bit of gunpowder inexplicably hidden in these words, Jing Boyuan caught her gaze, and for a moment, asked with a smile: "What are you thinking about again?"
Ye Qingxin broke free from his arms and walked out carrying the insulated lunch box, "I'm going back."
Jing Boyuan stretched his long arms around her waist, and Ye Qingxin slammed into the man's generous embrace.
He leaned over and leaned close to her ear and whispered ambiguously: "It's still early, don't be in a hurry."
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In this chapter, 10,246 words, a certain Yao wrote from 7:00 am to 6:00 pm.
I ate two meals in the middle, went to the toilet, peed the child twice, wiped the butt once, and spent the rest of the time in front of the computer.
A certain Yao's hand speed is very scumbag, a certain Yao's heart is very soft, a certain Yao has a glass heart, I beg the cuties to protect me