Hearing this, Song Yunyan's whole body stiffened.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Sinuan's smug snort also sounded, "That's nature, what kind of thing is she!"

Jiang Rongqing pursed her lips, glanced down at the little woman, immediately stopped, and turned around again.

But suddenly his hand was grasped.

"Huh?"

Glancing down at Song Yunyan, he let out a low snort of confusion.

The little woman's hand was slightly cool and soft, and her five fingers wrapped around his bony palm, making the tip of his heart tremble.

For a while, she even forgot to settle accounts with Shen Sinuan, and was actually dragged forward by her for a few steps.

Turning the corner of the corridor and completely leaving Shen Sinuan's line of sight, Song Yunyan suddenly shook his hand and shook him off violently.

Jiang Rongqing: "......"

Laughing lightly, he silently glanced at the palm that kept her residual warmth, stepped out of his long legs, and caught up with the angry Song Yunyan in two steps.

"Hey, you women change their faces so quickly? You were holding me just now, and you turned your face in the blink of an eye?"

His tone was a little doting and teasing, but it made Song Yunyan angry.

Stopping suddenly, she turned, her head held high and glared at his face.

"Holding you, Mr. Jiang is thinking too much! I don't want to continue to be insulted, lest you go back and hand your Miss Shen a joke - let her despise my joke!"

Since he refused to defend her, Shen Sinuan's words were true.

What is he going back to do?!

Does it make Shen Sinuan more proud?

After speaking, Song Yunyan's chest rose and fell, and his fair little face was flushed.

Jiang Rongqing stared at her for a long time, her deep black eyes seemed to see her through, and suddenly the corners of her mouth curled happily.

"Angry, or jealous?"

He bowed his head slightly and asked in an ambiguous tone.

"You!"

Seeing his unserious appearance, Song Yunyan became more and more depressed, scolded "boring" fiercely, turned around and strode away.

"Mr. Jiang, you ......"

Jiang Rongqing laughed silently, and was about to follow, when Ah Cheng stood behind him and suddenly shouted.

He came to talk to someone about business today, and happened to bump into a little woman and quarrel with someone.

The partners are still waiting in the private room, and the hundreds of millions of contracts are placed on the exquisite table.

But......

"Say sorry to Mr. Liang for me, and make an appointment next time. ”

After Shi Shiran finished instructing Ah Cheng, the man sorted out the hem of his suit in a chic manner, and strode towards Song Yunyan's back.

Compared with business, of course, the wife is more important.

Looking at the back of the boss swaying away, Ah Cheng sighed.

Hey, they've never been close to a female boss, I'm afraid they're really going to be planted this time.

"Jiang Rongqing, what are you doing here?"

Angrily got into the car, Song Yunyan was about to start, and a black shadow naturally sat in the passenger seat.

Gritting her teeth and glaring at the handsome face, she gasped and growled.

Not only did he not get out of the car, Jiang Rongqing also fastened his seat belt skillfully and skillfully, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked upward, and he said lightly: "Let's drive, it's not early, and if you don't go back, your mother will have to worry." ”

Song Yunyan was speechless, turned around to face his face, and repeated again: "I'll let you go down, this is my car!"

The man lifted his eyelids, looked calm, and said slowly: "We are an unmarried couple, and sooner or later this car will be joint property, not yours alone, it will be ours." ”

"You!"

How can a man who has always been cold and harsh have such a scoundrel side?

Song Yun was smoky, his chest rose and fell violently a few times, and he gritted his teeth and retorted: "It's just a contract between us, you know better than anyone else!"

"Oh, really?"

The man suddenly stared straight into her eyes, and there was a meaning in his short rhetorical question.

His eyes were too deep, like a black hole, like trying to suck her soul in.

He leaned over suddenly, forced her back straight, and pressed her whole body against the window pane of the car door.

"Jiang Rongqing, what are you doing-"

Swallowing a few times nervously, her eyelashes blinked, and she wanted to question angrily, but was interrupted by the man: "Song Yunyan, are you really only a contract between us?"

"When, of course!"

She stumbled in reply, loud enough to appear firm.

"So, in your mind, I'm just your boss?"

The bridge of the man's nose was so high that it almost touched her face, and his hot voice penetrated into her ears everywhere.

Song Yunyan's face was hot, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest, but he still said stiffly: "Yes!"

Jiang Rongqing laughed, the volume was very light, but his chest trembled slightly.

He seemed to see through the little woman's heart, and said slowly: "In that case, does the boss have the right to ask his artists to push down this script?"

This......

The boss certainly has this power.

Song Yunyan was speechless for a while, vaguely aware of what kind of trap Jiang Rongqing had laid for her.

Sure enough, he quickly continued: "Since I have this power, as an artist in my company, what right does Miss Song have to be angry, huh?"

Song Yunyan: "......"

The more he asked, the closer the people became.

Song Yunyan turned his head away, for fear that his rapid breathing would brush his cheeks and make the atmosphere even more ambiguous.

The man took advantage of the victory and pursued, "What are you trying to do to lose your temper with me, huh? Miss Song." ”

"I, I ......"

Her heart was in a mess, and she was stammering and thinking about words, when she suddenly felt a hand on her waist.

Stunned, she hurriedly grabbed that wrist and reminded loudly: "This is the car!"

The man looked innocent, "Did I say what I was going to do to you?"

"You ......"

Her face flushed, and she subconsciously let go, but she heard a "snap" sound, and it was he who unfastened her seat belt.

Widening her eyes inexplicably, she saw that the man also unbuckled his seat belt, and Shi Shiran got out of the car.

The car was empty, and without the oppression he bringed, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But—

"What the hell are you going to do?!"

Song Yunyan was really going crazy by him today, he actually went around to the driver's seat and opened the door on her side.

"Get down, I'll drive the car. ”

The man didn't have any expression and said lightly.

"Why?!"

She asked angrily.

Glancing at her slightly trembling hand, Jiang Rongqing raised her eyebrows amusedly, and suddenly leaned close to her and asked, "Miss Song is panicked like this, are you sure you can still drive?"

"Who's panic—"

I still want to refute, but I can feel my fast heartbeat, Song Yunyan has no confidence.

Driving in this state, once something happens, it's nothing if she crashes into this bad man, the key is that she can't be injured.

glared at him a little angrily, for the sake of safety, she still did good, got out of the car, and went around to the passenger seat.

The man drove her small displacement BMW, disgusted all the way.

Song Yunyan ignored him a word.

Soon arrived at the apartment.

After going upstairs, Song Yun didn't return his cigarette butt, and couldn't wait to open the door of his house.

As she was typing in her password, a large hand reached out from behind her and covered the back of her hand pressed towards the keyboard, and her fingertips slid twice.

The dry, warm touch made her tense immediately.