Qiao Nuo's face turned pale. There was no sound in the office except for the sound of her violent heartbeat.
The pure white bow tie on her chest was stained with the color of dirty coffee, which looked very glaring.
The documents that were smashed on her body were inadvertently thrown to the ground. Like a blooming flower, they suddenly became a mess.
"Director Jiang … Director Jiang." She climbed up from the chair and took a few deep breaths before she began to defend herself. "It's not what you see."
Jiang Yansheng's gaze gently swept over Qiao Nuo, who had her head lowered.
This woman deliberately wore mature clothes today. Her neck was wrapped in a very good silk scarf, and her hair that was originally tied up was also let down. The strong perfume smell around her was not as strong as before.
He didn't know whether she didn't spray it at all or reduced the dosage appropriately.
No matter which method it was, it made Jiang Yansheng feel annoyed.
He originally thought that after she almost called out her name last time, Qiao Nuo would restrain herself a little. Who knew that after a few days of being obedient, she would actually start to cause trouble again.
He shouldn't have let this person in because she was in the same school and had excellent grades.
It made the work more difficult for no reason.
"Who allowed you to enter my office?" Jiang Yansheng smiled indifferently and walked over in two steps. Without blinking, she directly stepped on the documents with her high heels.
"Do you really think these documents are very important?" Her eyes deepened a little. She picked up Qiao Nuo's sharp chin and used a little force with her fingers. After a while, red marks appeared on her fair and delicate skin, which looked very pitiful.
However, Jiang Yansheng didn't look at it at all.
"Little rookie, I was just putting on a show for you. Did you believe me?"
Qiao Nuo looked up. She was slightly stunned and her eyes widened as if she couldn't believe what Jiang Yansheng said.
With dry lips, Qiao Nuo forced a dry smile and played dumb. "What is Director Jiang talking about? I don't understand. It was really a misunderstanding."
As soon as Jiang Yansheng loosened his grip, Qiao Nuo took a serious step back, touched his red chin, and said softly, "I just wanted to come in to hand in something, and I happened to come back from the pantry, so I brought something with me. If Director Jiang hadn't suddenly opened the door and startled me, this wouldn't have happened."
Qiao Nuo clenched her fists behind her back, and her eyes reddened.
Jiang Yansheng was amused. "What do you mean?"
"Are you blaming me for not informing you when I suddenly opened the door?" Jiang Yansheng looked Qiao Nuo up and down. She untied the silk scarf on Qiao Nuo's neck, and her face suddenly turned ugly.
Qiao Nuo's neck, which was covered by the silk scarf, was densely covered with deep and shallow love bites. Now that there was no cover, just by looking at the exposed skin, one could imagine how intense it was in bed.
Not to mention that it spread all the way down her neck to the slightly open chest.
It was shrouded in shadows, and it might be even more intense under the clothes.
No wonder there was a silk scarf covering it.
Jiang Yansheng smiled sarcastically. Before Qiao Nuo could reach out to grab the silk scarf, her fingers loosened, and the silk scarf swayed like a leaf and fell to the ground.
"I was wondering why you have so many little thoughts at work. It turns out that life after work is quite rich." Jiang Yansheng suddenly remembered the paper that Qiao Nuo passed with almost full marks last time. She touched her nose in realization. "It turns out that you entered the company with such 'excellence'. I thought you had a smart brain, but now it seems that I was wrong about you."
"Little thoughts, don't touch me. Since I can catch you once, I can catch you thousands of times later." Her voice was not low, and she warned her unhurriedly, "Pick up your dirty things and get out of my office. I'm already giving you face by not directly removing you from the intern position."
Although what Qiao Nuo did made people gnash their teeth in anger, she was, after all, young and thin-skinned. After saying a few words, her expression suddenly changed, and her face became gloomy.
She bent over to pick up the silk scarf with her stiff arms. Half of her face was immersed in the dark shadows, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.
"What right do you have to laugh at me? Aren't you the same? "
Jiang Yansheng was so angry that she laughed. At a glance, she saw the almost pathological jealousy on Qiao Nuo's face, and she raised the corner of her mouth mockingly. "We are not the same."
"You are not even qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as me."
After saying that, she stepped on the silk scarf mercilessly with one foot and looked down at Qiao Nuo's slightly distorted face coldly.
She was arrogant and self-restrained like a king.
Qiao Nuo glared back at her unwillingly. She simply let go of her hand and stood up. "I don't want it anymore, okay?"
Jiang Yansheng smiled kindly. "Don't ask me. After all, it's your own garbage. Don't casually throw it on someone else's clean floor."
Her office was changed to a short white fluffy blanket. This morning, the people from the board of directors had stepped on it, and it took a long time to clean it up. Now, Qiao Nuo had poured coffee on it again.
What a disappointment.
Qiao Nuo glared at Jiang Yansheng angrily. She couldn't bear to look at his calm and mocking face anymore. Her hands that were hanging by her side moved, and after a while, she retracted them.
"You are right. In order to get the internal assessment paper of the Jiang Clan, I did do some things to increase my weight."
"But when I got it, I also paid a price."
Her chest kept heaving up and down. Qiao Nuo wanted to calm down, but as soon as she met Jiang Yansheng's cold and indifferent eyes, she couldn't control herself.
Why could this woman look at her like this?
What was dirty about her?
Wasn't Jiang Yansheng, who had done it but didn't dare to admit it, an even dirtier person?
Qiao Nuo stared at Jiang Yansheng, and her pupils contracted violently. An inexplicable emotion rose in her heart. "Did I say anything wrong before? Even if you look at me like this, can you change the fact? "
Qiao Nuo smiled, thinking that she understood it very well. "Didn't Director Jiang climb to such a high position because she slept with men?"
"Anyway, your reputation is so bad. Isn't it the same as sleeping with a few people? Isn't it easy for those who benefit you to get you?"
Qiao Nuo's tone became sharp and unkind. She twirled the ice-blue hair at the end of her hair with one hand, and there was a kind of ruthlessness in her mouth.
The rumors she had heard had started many years ago.
At that time, even if she hadn't seen Jiang Yansheng, she had long heard of her deeds.
A woman who was unscrupulous and beautiful but poisonous.
Her reputation was bad, but her status rose.
Qiao Nuo suddenly grabbed Jiang Yansheng's slender wrist and laughed in a trembling voice. Her other hand pointed at the half-open door with a special meaning.
"These things about Director Jiang have already been spread in the upper circle of Jingcheng. Now he can only pretend to be dignified to deceive those stupid employees outside. If they know that their director, who is usually high and mighty, is actually so slutty in private, they will …"
Before Qiao Nuo finished her words, Jiang Yansheng raised his hand expressionlessly, directly covered Qiao Nuo's palm, and gave her a clear slap.
"It seems that your mind is a little bit not very calm." Jiang Yansheng pushed her hand away with disgust, rubbed her red wrist, and asked, "Are you sober now?"
She raised her palm high without any intention of negotiation. "If you are still not sober, I don't mind giving you a slap on the other side."
Qiao Nuo breathed crazily as if she had asthma. She widened her eyes and said with hatred, "Why did you slap me?"
Jiang Yansheng looked small, but the slap directly turned her face to one side. Qiao Nuo swallowed the blood that was rising up in her throat.
"Are you angry because I've touched your sore spot?"
Jiang Yansheng's face was cold. "I'm trying to make you realize how dirty you are. Although I don't know where you heard about me, I'm afraid you won't be able to understand a person just by relying on other people's mouths."
When he lowered his head and her hand approached Qiao Nuo, Qiao Nuo closed her eyes subconsciously.
Jiang Yansheng smiled and gently stroked her cheek. "If you want to know how I got the position of director, you might as well find out more about the surname of the company's president."
His fingers fiddled with Qiao Nuo's messy hair.
"You used to see me in college?"
Her reputation was not at its worst now, nor was it during the two years when she was married to Gu Yan.
It was during the difficult time when she was dating Mu Lianchen.
Someone had posted photos and videos of her drunk on the Internet, with a price tag and a phone number, saying that she was looking for a bed, and it was almost crazy.
In an instant, not only was the identity of an ordinary family that she had painstakingly maintained in front of Mu Lianchen for many years shattered, but her phone was also flooded with people, all of whom were men who wanted to ask her out.
Although she had found someone to delete the source of the photos on the Internet, there were still people who saved all of them and sent them to the WeChat group. There was no way to stop them from spreading in private.
At that time, she was stupid and naive. When Mu Lianchen found out about these things, he calmly suppressed her desire to continue spending money to calm down. Instead, he patiently told her that when the time passed, no one would care.
She believed in Mu Lianchen and did nothing.
What happened in the end?
Not only did she make her mother sick, but she also found out that the person who spread the rumors was hired by Mu Lianchen.
How ridiculous.
Some things, even if you blindfolded yourself and told yourself not to believe, the truth would still come out from your ears.
Qiao Nuo looked at Jiang Yansheng with hatred. "How could I learn from you?"
"Don't you think too highly of yourself?"
Jiang Yansheng shrugged. "Maybe I'm thinking too much?"
Her eyes went around and stopped at the stiff corners of Qiao Nuo's mouth. She asked coldly, "Do you know Mu Lianchen?"
"No," Qiao Nuo replied coldly.
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