The special assistant, who was dutifully taking over the responsibility of holding the umbrella, looked down and held the umbrella as steady as a rock.
He didn't see that Boss Gu, who was usually so obsessed with cleanliness that he would change his clothes even if someone touched his cuff, was actually letting a drunk woman act like a pervert in his arms.
Feeling the warmth of the man's chest, Jiang Yansheng watched as the man's fingertips slid across her face. There was an electric sensation as his tears were wiped clean.
"Who doesn't have a smile on their face when they come here? Why are you crying?"
Jiang Yansheng smiled even wider. "You're wrong. Am I not smiling now?"
As she said that, the corners of her mouth seemed to be lifted by a thousand pounds, and her smile became more and more unnatural.
The man's breathing was unstable as he pressed her lips. "Stop smiling. You're so ugly."
The grievance that she didn't feel uncomfortable at first was like a monstrous wave that suddenly broke the dam. Jiang Yansheng buried her face in the man's neck and bit him hard. "You're the f * cking ugly one."
The phone was placed in the pocket of his clothes. The man took a deep breath and cursed the sharp-tongued little fox in his heart.
He said angrily, "How dare you get into the car with someone you just called? Isn't it dangerous?"
Jiang Yansheng loosened his mouth and said, "Then you're not dangerous?"
The man looked down at her. The colorful lights of Jing Jiang's sea banquet didn't stain her at all. Instead, when she wasn't smiling, the red light shone on her, making her look like she was out of this world.
The person in his arms was lying on the ground. He directly carried her and walked to the garage with ease.
"Why didn't you call me?"
Jiang Yansheng was still dizzy for a moment when a low magnetic voice came from above her head. She naturally leaned against the human seat and said lazily, "Not only did I not call you, but I also threw that piece of paper away. What can you do?"
The man's voice came from his broad chest. "It's just a piece of paper. It's fine if you throw it away. I'll save it next time."
His body swayed, and Jiang Yansheng closed his eyes as if he was resting. After a long time, he lightly said, "There's no need to save it."
"After all, I saved it in the past."
However, she didn't save it from these peachy methods. Instead, it was her ex-husband's number that she had saved when she was sitting with her lawyer to discuss the divorce case.
Who knew that after casually saving and casually searching, the two numbers would match?
It was exactly the same.
Was he taking her for a fool and playing with her?
The man stopped in his tracks and the two of them reached the side of the car. Jiang Yansheng stumbled and held onto the hood of the car to steady herself. She looked at the man's handsome face and said mockingly, "Ah Ran? Or Ah Ran? Forgive me for not being able to say such an intimate address. "
The man adjusted his slightly messy cuffs and said in an orderly manner, "It's okay if you can't call me by my single name. You can call me by my full name for a while."
And even called him by his full name for a period of time? His face was so big that there was no end to it!
The smile in Jiang Yansheng's eyes faded. "Gu Yan, what do you mean? Do you think that divorce is interesting? Licking my face to sleep with me? I thought you were some innocent little fresh meat, but it turns out that you're an old cured meat with ulterior motives! "
The old cured meat's expression changed. He put one hand on the car hood and said, "Come down. Let's go home. Don't act like a drunkard in the parking lot."
"Who's acting like a drunkard? I'm not drunk at all! "
Jiang Yansheng wanted to shout without a care. She even wanted to go forward and strangle Gu Yan's neck and ask him why he let her go to that shameful wedding alone. However, she was suddenly choked by saliva and tears instantly filled her eyes.
What a joke!
Go home? Where did she have a home?
Was it the Jiang family?
That family was full of holes in all sides and was full of sarcastic remarks. It was extremely run-down. Who would want to go home?
Her frail body shrank on the car hood and she kept retreating as the man approached.
"Don't talk to me anymore. I don't even know if what you're saying is true or not."
Gu Yan spent a lot of effort to pull Jiang Yansheng down from the car hood. He coaxed her, "Then we won't go home. Let's go back to sleep."
Jiang Yansheng felt even more dizzy. The Gu Yan in front of her had five heads. Hearing this, she was even more frightened and hugged her legs tightly. "I don't want to sleep! I don't want to sleep with other people! "
Gu Yan was speechless.
The cold wind suddenly blew over. Jiang Yansheng squinted her eyes and sobered up for a moment. She realized that she had embarrassed herself just now and calmly jumped down from the car. Her hand touched the car hood and found the car logo.
Jiang Yansheng was only slightly sober, but her mind was still not clear. The man supported her with one hand so that she wouldn't fall. She suddenly sneered. "What car are you driving? A BYD?"
The Bentley let out an aggrieved cry and quickly unlocked.
The words that Gu Yan had been holding back for a long time disappeared when he met Jiang Yansheng's confused eyes. He pursed his lips and helped Jiang Yansheng get into the car.
While fastening the seat belt, she patted the seat cushion restlessly and said proudly, "President Gu, you earn hundreds of millions of yuan just by raising your hand, and you drive this kind of car?"
Gu Yan knew that it was impossible to reason with a drunkard, so he said in a low voice, "Where do you live? I'll send you back. "
Jiang Yansheng muttered and looked down at the seat belt around her chest. She fiddled with it for a long time but couldn't untie it. She said without looking up, "Zhouzhou? When did you drive to pick me up in Zhouzhou? We've been together for more than ten years. You don't even know where I live? "
She complained for a while and said an address fluently.
After getting the answer he wanted, Gu Yan didn't say anything along the way. He patiently listened to Jiang Yansheng's complaints along the way. She talked about the theory that all heartbreakers should die and all scumbags should die.
Standing at the closed door of the apartment, Gu Yan held her and lowered his head. Before he could ask, Jiang Yansheng grabbed a key from behind the flower pot at the door and opened the door with ease.
She kicked off her heels as soon as she entered the door and fell directly into the soft sofa.
The sofa next to her sank. Jiang Yansheng subconsciously pushed it, but she was wrapped by a pair of hot palms.
"Isn't Miss Jiang rich? Why do you usually live in a single apartment like this? "
Gu Yan whispered into her ear. The skin under his mouth was delicate and there was an intoxicating fragrance of wine.
Jiang Yansheng blinked. The man's lips were almost close to her face.
She pushed away the hot thing on her body and replied casually, "It's just convenient."
Then she stretched out a hand and pointed. "The door is over there. Driver Gu, if you have nothing to do, you can close the door and leave."
She wanted to coldly and arrogantly ask this man to leave, but when she looked at his dark eyes, she couldn't say it.
How strange.
Her selfish, treacherous, and promiscuous ex-husband was actually at her beck and call to bring her back. His eyes were so clear that her face was reflected in them.
She didn't have the fortune to enjoy this inexplicable love.
Jiang Yansheng quietly waited for the man to close the door and leave, but she accidentally fell asleep.
She could only blame the soft pillow on the sofa or the warmth that surrounded her.
…
When she woke up, her biological clock was even earlier than the alarm.
Jiang Yansheng rubbed her hair and sat in front of the table, looking at a bowl of steaming red bean porridge. There was a note on the table.
It was a long paragraph, saying that Boss Gu had something to do in the morning, so he left early.
Jiang Yansheng found it funny. Why did it sound like he was asking for credit and rewards from his words?
Boss Gu was still a baby, more than 300 months old.
Jiang Yansheng drank half a bowl of porridge and had a headache because of the hangover. He wanted to vomit if he took another sip.
So the rest of the bowl of Boss Gu's good cooking was thrown into the trash can.
Half an hour later, Jiang Yansheng quickly dressed and sat in the office.
Because she didn't work overtime, there were more than a dozen design plans on the table, and the white light of the ceiling lamp cast a small shadow on her face.
After carefully reading the dozens of plans, Jiang Yansheng stamped most of them, picked out two, and sent them back to the designer to make new changes.
As soon as the plans were sent back to everyone, someone knocked on Jiang Yansheng's office.
A slightly feminine voice pierced through the door, and there was a hint of anger in the tone of the voice.
"Is Director Jiang here?"
"Come in."
Jiang Yansheng tilted her head and saw a slender figure reflected on the frosted glass door.
A man with deep facial features, light blue eyes, and a beige trench coat pushed the door open and walked in.
He held the plan with two fingers, looking a bit disgusted.
"You are Chris …"
Jiang Yansheng squinted her eyes and tried to remember. He was the only foreign designer in the design department who was transferred from Milan, and could be said to be the treasure of the design department.
The only thing that left a deep impression on her was that this man had a very straight nose, and his name was very long and hard to pronounce.
She remembered that men with straight noses were very sexual.
"Chris Ford, Dean, I know you Chinese like to pronounce my name backwards, and you can call me An Di, but director …" The man came in with his head held high, and there was no trace of the haze of the plan being rejected. He directly slammed the plan on the table, and his face was full of anger. "We should have worked together for more than a month. Why haven't you remembered my Chinese name yet?"
Jiang Yansheng smiled dryly, trying to calm the man who was on the verge of exploding. "I know, An Di, I just wanted to say your full name out of politeness."
As soon as she finished speaking, her nose itched, and she suddenly sneezed.
Not only was Andy's behavior as fiery as his design, but the perfume he sprayed was also the most intoxicating and soul-stirring type.
However, Jiang Yansheng clearly saw that when An Di laughed with other colleagues in private, he was obviously feminine and a little feminine, but he didn't know why he was like a bomb to her.
He really didn't know when he had offended such a person.
Jiang Yansheng took a deep breath and pointed to the seat opposite him. "Sit down and talk slowly."
"I don't want to talk slowly with you. I still insist that this plan is very perfect." Andy, who didn't mean what he said, quickly said a few words in Italian that Jiang Yansheng couldn't understand and sat down.
Jiang Yansheng blinked.
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