Jiang Rongqing's body, which was leaning back on the seat, suddenly straightened up, and her whole figure was re-infused with strength. She immediately grabbed the phone and put it to her ear, "Yanyan?"

"You're really back!"

Song Yunyan's slightly excited tone couldn't hide a bit of surprise.

"Why didn't you hang up?"

he asked hoarsely.

"Waiting for you to come back."

She said it matter of factly.

For some reason, Jiang Rongqing suddenly felt at ease.

"What are you waiting for when I come back? Do you want to congratulate me too?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, his posture relaxed a lot, and he was in the mood to chat warmly.

Song Yunyan said: "No, I want to tell you, don't be too sad, at least... you still have me here."

sad?

Jiang Rongqing's heart trembled slightly.

Whether it was his father, his best friend, or his loyal subordinate, everyone congratulated him. Only this little woman, even though she was thousands of miles away, could tell that he was sad.

Even if...

He himself was reluctant to admit that he was sad.

"Why do you feel sad for me?"

He took a deep breath, his voice tired and gentle.

The words reached his ears through the microphone, as if they were very close, reminding Song Yunyan of their whispers in bed.

"That's the kind of person you are. Although your mother treats you badly, I know that you attach great importance to feelings. Now you have no choice but to kill your relatives for the sake of justice. Don't blame yourself too much."

Song Yunyan's voice was soft, and it penetrated into his ears like threads, and then wrapped around his heart.

The manic depression just now was gone. He laughed softly and suddenly called her seriously: "Yunyan."

"Um?"

"I want to hold you."

He said hoarsely, with great desire.

Song Yunyan wished she could soar into the clouds and fly to see him immediately.

But now, I can only comfort him from a distance through the phone.

Seeing that the little woman was feeling a little down because of herself, Jiang Rongqing cheered up again and came to coax her with a wicked smile: "Okay, why are you sighing? I will fly to you after I finish my work here. Then...

…”

He paused meaningfully.

Song Yunyan couldn't help but ask: "What will happen then?"

He smiled lowly, "When the time comes, it won't be as simple as a hug. Mrs. Jiang, you have to be prepared, understand?"

Song Yunyan's face felt hot, and after a long while, she softly scolded: "Rogue."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Rongqing felt much relieved.

The company has just changed owners, lost a large number of senior executives, and many inside stories have been exposed. There are too many things to be busy at this moment.

Jiang Rongqing didn't have much time to express his feelings, and soon he got into his new job.

He was busy until midnight, and when he saw that it was already early morning, he originally planned to spend the night in the office rest room, but suddenly he received a message from his servant Sun Ma.

Sun Ma said: Master, I have prepared a wonderful dessert for a midnight snack. Come back and eat it.

He replied without thinking: No, you go to bed early.

Sun Ma turned out to be someone close to Grandma.

The old lady was worried that he could not take care of herself, so she specially sent her to him, so he respected this servant very much.

Sun's mother quickly replied: You'd better come back, Master, I stayed up all night.

This old man can be considered half of his elders. Jiang Rongqing curled her lips helplessly and replied: Okay.

He put down the documents at hand and got up to go home.

He was a little reluctant at first, but when the car drove into the garage, he got out of the car and rang the doorbell. The moment he saw the person opening the door, his face was first stiff with surprise, and then a touch of surprise blossomed in an instant.

"Yanyan?!"

He stared at the little woman in front of him in disbelief.

"Of course it is me."

Song Yunyan rarely saw him look silly, so she couldn't help but smile, bent down and put the slippers at his feet, and thoughtfully said: "Put them on, and then come over for some supper."

Under the flickering light, the little woman wore a white apron and a smooth low ponytail, dressing up in a very homely and gentle manner.

Jiang Rongqing's eyes were straight, and he looked again and again. Suddenly he narrowed his eyes slightly, and without changing his slippers, he bent down and hugged her sideways.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

Song Yunyan was startled and subconsciously hugged his neck.

The man was very satisfied with this action. He raised the corner of his lips and smiled in her ear: "Let's not eat midnight snacks for now. Let's eat you, eh?"

"Don't, the supper will be cold later."

"Be good, I'll move faster."

The man coaxed her, but his steps became faster and faster. He carried her directly to the second floor and entered the bedroom. After putting her down, he pressed her against the door panel for a moment.

Song Yunyan only felt the world spinning for a while, and before she could recover, her breath had been taken away by the man's passionate kiss.

…

He promised to hurry up, but in fact, by the time he was finally satisfied, the sky was already dimly lightened.

Song Yunyan had been on a plane for more than ten hours and rushed back without stopping. He didn't even get over the jet lag, so he was on the verge of death and fell into a coma.

"Be good, wake up and have a midnight snack. If you go to bed on an empty stomach, your stomach will hurt."

The person who told the other party to eat was now Jiang Rongqing.

Song Yunyan slumped on the bed, wrapped in quilts and murmured angrily: "Don't be... tired..."

"Hey you?"

Jiang Rongqing smiled softly and asked lovingly.

The little woman refused to open her eyelids and said in a hoarse voice: "No, my mouth is also tired..."

"Um?"

Jiang Rongqing raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled a little ruthlessly. He suddenly bent down and whispered in her ear: "Why didn't I remember to trouble Mrs. Jiang to serve me with her mouth? I, on the other hand, have been serving you with my mouth for a long time..."

There was a bang.

Song Yunyan felt the blood rush to her face.

Recalling the enthusiasm and excitement just now, she whimpered, lifted up the quilt and covered her face tightly.

Jiang Rongqing laughed dumbly and teased her for a while. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and brought the supper over, letting her lean on his chest and feeding her one bite at a time.

The late night snack is very sweet, and the man's chest is very warm.

This was Song Yunyan's only consciousness before she fell asleep from exhaustion.

The next day.

She rubbed her swollen temples and opened her eyes. She saw that it was already eleven o'clock in the morning.

"Are you willing to give up?"

After washing up, she went downstairs and saw a man wearing a plaid apron and putting a stew pot on the dining table.

Song Yunyan was a little surprised by such a homely scene.

This man...

Is it still Jiang Rongqing?

"What are you looking at? I don't recognize your husband anymore?"

The man chuckled, took off his apron and urged: "Come down quickly, I'll take you somewhere after eating."

"oh."

It was almost noon and the sun was shining brightly. Jiang Rongqing smiled at the floor-to-ceiling window. It was really brighter than the dazzling sunshine.

After lunch, the two of them went out together.

Song Yunyan asked where she was going, and when the man opened his mouth to speak, she imitated his tone and said first, "You'll know when we get there!"

Jiang Rongqing raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her funny.

She also rolled her eyes at him and smiled angrily.
Chapter completed!