Hearing this, Song Yunyan's whole body froze.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Shennuan hummed proudly, "That's natural, who is she?"

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

But his hand was suddenly grabbed.

"Um?"

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

The little woman's hand was cool and soft, and her fingers wrapped around his well-joined palm, making his heart tremble.

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

After turning the corner of the corridor and completely leaving Shen Shennuan's sight, Song Yunyan suddenly waved her hand and shook him away.

Jiang Rongqing: "..."

With a slight chuckle, he silently glanced at the palm that still retained her warmth, stepped forward with his long legs, and caught up with the angry Song Yunyan in two steps.

"Hey, you women can change your attitude so quickly? You were holding my hand just a moment ago, and then you fall out in the blink of an eye?"

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

Stopping suddenly, she turned around and stared at his face with her head raised.

"Hold you? Mr. Jiang is thinking too much! I just don't want to continue to be insulted, lest you go back and give your Miss Shen jokes again - jokes that will make her despise me!"

Since he refuses to defend her, then what Shen Shennuan said is true.

Why is he going back?

Will Shen Si Nuan be more proud?

After speaking, Song Yunyan's chest rose and fell, and her fair face turned red from suppressing it.

Jiang Rongqing took a moment to look at her, his deep black eyes seemed to see through her, and he suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth in pleasure.

"Are you angry or jealous?"

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

"you!"

Seeing his unserious look, Song Yunyan became even more depressed, cursed "boring", turned around and strode away.

"Mr. Jiang, you..."

Jiang Rongqing laughed silently and was about to follow him when Acheng stood behind him and suddenly called out.

He came here today to discuss business with someone, and happened to bump into a little woman quarreling with someone.

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

but……

"Excuse me to Mr. Liang and make an appointment next time."

After Shi Shiran finished giving instructions to Acheng, the man neatly adjusted the hem of his suit and strode towards Song Yunyan's back.

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

Looking at the boss's retreating figure, Acheng sighed.

Hey, their boss, who has never been flirtatious with women, may really fall into trouble this time.

"Jiang Rongqing! What are you doing up here? Get down!"

He got into the car angrily, and just as Song Yunyan was about to start the car, a black shadow naturally got into the passenger seat.

Gritting her teeth and staring at that handsome face, she panted slightly and growled.

Not only did she not get out of the car, Jiang Rongqing also fastened her seat belt skillfully and skillfully, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said calmly: "Let's drive, it's getting late, and mom will be worried if we don't go back."

Song Yunyan was speechless, turned around and faced him directly in the face, repeating again: "I'll let you get out, this is my car!"

The man raised his eyelids, looked calm, and said slowly: "We are an unmarried couple. Sooner or later, this car will be joint property. It is not yours alone, but ours."

"you!"

How come a man who has always been cold and stern has such a rogue side?

Song Yun's breath froze, his chest heaved violently several times, and he gritted his teeth and retorted: "There is nothing more than a contract between us, and you know it better than anyone else!"

"Oh, really?"

The man suddenly stared straight into her eyes, and his short rhetorical question contained a profound meaning.

His eyes were too deep, like a black hole, as if he wanted to suck her soul in.

He suddenly leaned forward, forcing her to straighten her back and press her whole body against the window glass of the car door.

"Jiang Rongqing, what are you doing-"

Swallowing nervously a few times, she blinked her eyelashes wildly, and wanted to question out of breath, but was interrupted by the man: "Song Yunyan, do you really only think that there is a contract between us?"

"Of course!"

She stumbled and answered in a loud voice to appear firmer.

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

The man's tall nose almost touched her face, and his warm voice penetrated into her ears.

Song Yunyan's face was hot and her heart was about to beat out of her chest, but she still said firmly: "Yes!"

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

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

this……

Of course the boss has this power.

Song Yunyan was speechless for a moment, 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 of my company, what right does Miss Song have to be angry, huh?"

Song Yunyan: "..."

The more he asked, the closer he got.

Song Yunyan turned her head away, fearing that her rapid breathing would brush his cheek and make the atmosphere even more ambiguous.

The man took advantage of the victory and pursued, "Why do you get angry with me, huh? Miss Song."

"me……"

Her heart was in a mess, and she was stammering about what to say when she suddenly felt a hand touching her waist.

Her eyes widened in shock, she quickly held the wrist and reminded loudly: "This is the car!"

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

"you……"

Her face flushed and she subconsciously let go, but she heard a "pop" sound as he unbuckled her seat belt.

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

When the car was empty and the pressure from him was gone, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But--

"What on earth are you going to do?!"

Song Yunyan was really driven crazy by him today. He actually walked around to the driver's seat and opened the door on her side.

"Come down and I'll drive the car."

The man had no expression and said calmly.

"Why?!"

she asked angrily.

Glancing at her slightly trembling hands, Jiang Rongqing raised his eyebrows in a funny way, suddenly leaned forward and asked her, "Ms. Song is so panicked, are you sure you can still drive?"

"Who's panic——"

She still wanted to refute, but when she felt her rapid heartbeat, Song Yunyan lost her confidence.

If something happened to her when she was driving in a careless state, it wouldn't matter if she crashed this nasty man. The most important thing was that she herself couldn't get hurt.

She glared at him angrily, but for the sake of safety, she did as she pleased, got out of the car, walked around to the passenger seat and sat down.

The man drove her small-displacement BMW and disliked her all the way.

Song Yunyan didn't pay him a word.

We arrived at the apartment soon.

After going upstairs, Song Yun didn't even look back at the cigarette butt, and couldn't wait to open the door to his room.

As she was entering her password, a big hand reached out from behind, covering the back of her hand that was pressing the keyboard, and her fingertips slid twice.
Chapter completed!