Jiang Mingyuan said that Cheng Huan was terrified when he went to get the marriage certificate, and his first reaction was to refuse. However, when he said that he was joking, she was relieved and felt a little disappointed.
Cheng Huan secretly sighed that she was so cheap, she took a deep breath, suppressed those strange feelings, turned her face away, and asked him when he was leaving.
"Let's go now." Jiang Mingyuan didn't go to the company today, but he was going to meet a customer in the afternoon. It was about three o'clock, so he had to leave early.
"Then be careful on the road." Cheng Huan got up and went to see him off.
The elevator stopped on the first floor, and after waiting for a while, Jiang Mingyuan suddenly turned around against the jumping numbers and asked, "How do you arrange the few days for the New Year?"
"Huh?" Cheng Huan turned his eyes away from the phone screen, was puzzled, and then replied: "There is no special arrangement, it should be the same as before."
She doesn't have any acquaintances here, and there is only one mother left among her original relatives, but she has remarried for many years, and the two have lost contact for a long time. Even if Cheng Huan wanted to visit, she couldn't find a place.
"Is that so?" Jiang Mingyuan frowned, hesitated and said, "I'm going back to my hometown to worship my ancestors on New Year's Eve, and I want to take the stars back for my father to see."
"Is it far?"
"It's two provinces away."
Cheng Huan let out a sigh, thought for a while, and then nodded in agreement: "It should be, you can take it there."
"how about you?"
"Me? I'll be fine at home alone." Cheng Huan didn't care.
After the death of his grandfather in his previous life, Cheng Huan always came to celebrate the New Year alone, and he was used to it, so he didn't think it was a problem.
"There's no one at home celebrating the New Year." Jiang Mingyuan took a step to the side and walked out of the elevator's detection range. The elevator door that had been opening and closing was finally completely closed. He walked up to Cheng Huan, and there was something pleading in his words: "How about How about you go home with me?"
Cheng Huan was standing in the corner, and Jiang Mingyuan was standing in front of her, almost blocking all her space. In front of her was a man's broad chest. Cheng Huan pressed against the wall, looking down at the pattern on his suit: "I... no It's convenient."
"It's nothing inconvenient, it just depends on whether you want it or not." Jiang Mingyuan stretched out his hand and put it on her shoulder until her dead point: "And Xingxing definitely doesn't want to be separated from you."
"I..." Cheng Huan was speechless, the hand on his shoulder put him under great pressure, she glanced sideways, her ears turned red, and said to think about it.
"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan raised the corner of his lips, put down his hand and approached her ear and said, "I'll wait for your good news."
The breath of the man's words hit the ear, which made the temperature even higher, and the blush spread from the pinna to the neck, and there were signs of traveling to the face.
Cheng Huan felt that the skin was about to burn. She tilted her head back, put her hands on the other's chest, and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Hurry up, you're going to be late."
Jiang Mingyuan was pushed away, but he didn't feel angry. His eyes swept over the other's earlobe, and the smile on his face deepened. He said hello, pressed the elevator again, and when he went downstairs to get on the car, he called Qi Shan. A phone call, said to give him a 10% year-end bonus.
Qi Shan, who had received two salary increases in a short period of time: "... Thank you boss."
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The Jiang family has been on holiday since the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, which means that the annual meeting is the last day to go to work. The employees who have no worries are obviously very relaxed, drinking more freely than usual.
This kind of lively occasion basically didn't talk about superiors and subordinates. Even Jiang Mingyuan, who was always very majestic, was toasted a lot. There were too many employees who came to toast, even if he could drink, he was already drunk by the end of the day.
After being drunk, Jiang Mingyuan didn't look any different from usual. His face didn't even turn red, he spoke clearly, his expression was normal, and he didn't even walk crookedly. Probably only people who are familiar with him can tell from this person's slow reaction and disappearance. In the focus's eyes, he was found to be drunk.
Qi Shan and Jiang Mingyuan have been in and out of many dinners, and are familiar with the various reactions of the boss. Seeing him like this, he knows that it is no longer possible, so he blocked those who were still about to toast, and took the decision to take them home first.
There was a distance between the hotel where the annual meeting was held and the apartment, and it took more than 20 minutes to drive. When they arrived at the downstairs of the apartment, Jiang Mingyuan, who had been looking normal before, had collapsed on the back seat, turning him into a puddle of mud.
Qi Shan and the driver got out of the car, and the two of them worked together to pull the man out. Jiang Mingyuan was woken up by this action, frowned and gave a sideways look, stretched out his hand to push the man away, and stood up with the car by himself.
"Boss, can you still go?"
The person being questioned didn't respond. After the standing meeting, he took a step forward. He walked slowly but steadily, and seemed to have no problem, but even so, Qi Shan didn't dare to leave him alone. Helped by the side followed the elevator.
As soon as he entered the elevator, Jiang Mingyuan swiped his card and pressed the floor, leaned against the elevator wall and closed his eyes to rest. The elevator went quickly, and arrived at the place after twenty seconds. Qi Shan called twice, he opened his eyes, and took a step to the elevator step out.
Qi Shan followed him out of the elevator and entered the door, turned on the light and went to boil hot water for him to make hangover soup.
The cooked hangover soup was placed on the coffee table, Qi Shan asked in a low voice: "Boss, do you want me to stay and take care of you?"
Jiang Mingyuan put his thumb against his forehead, endured waves of headache, and shook his head after a while: "No need."
This was the answer every time in the past, Qi Shan was not surprised, he told him not to forget to drink the hangover soup, and then went out to say goodbye.
The driver was still waiting downstairs, watched him get in the car and asked how the boss was doing, then started the car.
Stepping on the accelerator, the car gradually drove away from the apartment. Qi Shan looked at the apartment building that was gradually going away, and suddenly found that a certain floor was still lit.
He let out a "hmm", suddenly thought of something, picked up the phone, found a number in the address book and dialed it.
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Cheng Huan had just finished playing the game and was about to go to bed. As soon as he put down the phone, the phone rang.
She glanced at the caller, and answered the phone with some doubts: "Hello?"
"Hello, Miss Cheng, I'm Qi Shan, do you remember?"
"Remember, what's the matter?" Cheng Huan's tone was a little worried. She knew that this person was Jiang Mingyuan's assistant. If she called now, something happened to him, right
"That's right." He cut to the chase: "Boss, he's drunk and is alone at home now. I want to ask you if it's convenient for you to go up and take care of him. It doesn't need to be too much trouble, just watch him drink the hangover soup."
"Okay." Cheng Huan hesitated for a second before agreeing. She hung up the phone, got up, changed into a set of clothes that she could go out with, and went upstairs with her keys.
When Cheng Huan came up, Jiang Mingyuan was still on the sofa. He raised his head and closed his eyes, with deep furrows between his brows, looking very uncomfortable. The hangover soup on the tea table was in its original place, without any trace of being touched.
She walked over, touched the wall of the bowl with the back of her hand to test the temperature, the temperature was not hot, and she could eat it. Cheng Huan walked up to the person, stretched out his hand and pushed the person: "Jiang Mingyuan?"
The man didn't respond at first, and it took a while to forcefully open his eyes and look at her intently.
"Your assistant said you were drunk, let me take care of you." She moved closer: "Drink the hangover soup."
Jiang Mingyuan didn't respond, just stared at her steadfastly, even blinking a little slower than usual, Cheng Huan waited for a long time before responding, so he said it again helplessly, then turned around and bent down to serve the hangover soup.
A hand reached behind her, wrapped her waist around her waist, and pulled her back before she could reach the bowl.
Cheng Huan let out an "ah" and was brought into the arms of the man. When he realized it, he wanted to break free, but the arms of the other party were too tight, and there was no way to escape.
She tried twice without breaking the man's arm, and slapped the angry man on the arm: "Jiang Mingyuan, don't be a hooligan."
"Hmm." The man responded in a low voice, without any sign of letting go of his arms. He leaned over, put his chin on Cheng Huan's shoulder, and sighed: "Don't move."
He drank a lot of wine, and his breath smelled of alcohol. In fact, it didn't smell very good. Cheng Huan frowned from the smell, and tried harder to break the hands on his waist. After a long time, the result was that the man The rest of the arm is also looped up.
"Jiang Mingyuan!" Cheng Huan scolded in a low voice, "Are you pretending to be drunk?"
The man hummed again, still maintaining the original posture.
She had just exhausted all her strength and didn't come out, and now she didn't struggle anymore, her shoulders were pressed uncomfortably, and she stretched out her hand to push the man's face to her hind leg, and the next second, the man came closer again.
Cheng Huan was anxious: "What do you want to do?"
She had already made the worst plan, thinking about how to respond if the other party wanted to force the relationship, but the person behind him didn't react at all after hearing this, and he didn't make any further moves. He kept his original posture and remained silent for a long time, Only then did she whisper in her ear, "I want to marry you."
Cheng Huan: "..."
She no longer knew whether this person was really drunk or pretended to be drunk. It stands to reason that if he pretended to be drunk, he shouldn't miss this opportunity, but if he was really drunk... Could it be that he looks like this when he's drunk
Cheng Huan was skeptical and wanted to test it out. She tilted her head back, looked at his profile and asked, "Why are you getting married?"
Only when the words came out of her mouth did she realize that there was some joy in them.
She coughed lightly as if to cover up, and turned her face away, feeling that the previous rejection seemed unreasonable. However, the drunk person behind him didn't notice this abnormality at all. He frowned, thought about this question amid waves of pain in his head, and then replied: "Get married and be together for a lifetime."
"No." After he finished speaking, he refuted himself again, and an elegant figure appeared in his mind. He frowned deeper, his hands around Cheng Huan's waist tightened, his breathing became rough, and he gritted his teeth and said, "" Neither can marriage."
There was a bit of pain in the voice.
Cheng Huan didn't know who he was thinking of when he said that, she felt a little choked up in her heart for a moment, she opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything for a long time, and finally turned her face away and fell silent.
She didn't speak, and Jiang Mingyuan didn't speak, just kept this posture and hugged him in his arms. Cheng Huan sat for a long time, and her legs were a little numb. She guessed whether the man had fallen asleep, and tried to struggle to find out.
"Don't move." Jiang Mingyuan retracted his arms, and the breath of his words hit her neck, which was surprisingly hot.
"Will you be with me?" Cheng Huan heard him say, the man moved his face closer, the tip of his nose was against her chin, his lips were reflected on her neck, and the bass was seductive: "Forever OK?"
Hearing what he said, Cheng Huan couldn't feel any rejection in her heart, she was silent for a moment, and said yes softly.
A lifetime is too long, she doesn't know if there will be any accidents in the future, but at this moment, she is indeed willing.