Chapter 14 She is too passionate
Liang Hanyue's heart trembled hard, his warm breath sprayed on the crook of her neck, and half of her body went numb.
Knowing that he had seen through her lie, he did not show any panic. He pretended to be calm and said: "Mr. Jin, thank you very much for what happened before."
The man didn't speak, his fingertips were still carelessly stroking the mole at the corner of her eye.
Liang Hanyue kept this movement motionless, breathed gently, and said carefully, "I'm in some trouble now, and I'd like to ask Mr. Jin for help."
Gu Jingchen wanted to beg him by himself, but he refused to go. Not only did he not go, he also asked for his best brother.
Jin Yanchen did not ask her what she was busy with, but asked: "Investment pays attention to the rate of return. What can you give back?"
Liang Hanyue was silent for a moment and said softly: "If Mr. Jin is willing to help, I will definitely tie a grass ring and hold a whip and a stirrup from now on."
"Ha." The man's Adam's apple rolled, and a sneer escaped from his thin lips. He let go of his hand and leaned lazily on the sofa, smoking a cigarette to his heart's content.
While Liang Hanyue was beating a drum in her heart, she slowly said, "I have no shortage of servants."
Liang Hanyue's heart sank, looking at his flawless profile, she said fascinatedly: "Is there a need for a bed warmer?"
Before the words were spoken, the atmosphere in the entire box became ambiguous.
Liang Hanyue secretly bit the tip of her tongue and asked all the questions. No matter how pretentious it was, it was inappropriate. She sat down on the sofa and waited for his answer.
Under the dim light, Jin Yanchen's dark and cold eyes seemed to flash with a glimmer of light. He took a deep breath from the cigarette brought to his lips, and seemed to be smiling when he raised his chin slightly and swallowed the thin smoke.
"Does Gu Jingchen know?"
Liang Hanyue pinched her fingertips into the palm of her hand and said without changing her expression: "We broke up."
Boom!
There was a knock on the door, and Lin Zheng pushed the door open and said, "Mr. Jin, it's time for you to leave for the meeting in half an hour."
His eyes swept across the slender figure on the sofa and quickly moved away.
Jin Yanchen crushed the cigarette butt on the stone table, picked up the coat beside him and stood up to put it on.
The hem of the suit brushed across Liang Hanyue's cheek gently, and her thick eyelashes trembled fiercely, and a strong sense of humiliation surged into her heart. Jin Yanchen got dressed and walked out of the box, followed closely by Lin Zheng, and the box fell into a deathly silence.
Liang Hanyue's clenched fists suddenly unclenched, and she curled her lips in a self-deprecating tone.
It's true that he is being sentimental.
On the day of the wedding, I got into his car and looked at his behavior and thought...
She picked up the wine glass in front of her and drank it down in one gulp. The spicy and cold liquid flowed down her esophagus and into her stomach, and she couldn't help but shudder.
There was still more than half of the wine in the bottle, so Liang Hanyue took it over and poured a glass without hesitation.
One glass after another, until the wine in the bottle bottomed out, Liang Hanyue burped, stood up, grabbed her bag and left.
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The Maybach was driving smoothly in the traffic. Lin Zheng, the co-pilot, answered a call, said a few words in a low voice and hung up before looking back at the elegant man in the back seat.
"Mr. Jin, the manager said that Miss Liang drank your bottle of whiskey and left."
Jin Yanchen raised his lowered eyelids, his eyes dark.
Lin Zheng didn't know what he meant and didn't speak for a while.
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Jin Yanchen turned his head to look at the receding scenery outside the car window, his fingers on his knees seeming to point.
I don’t know how long it took, but a man’s deep voice sounded in the silent carriage: “Tell people to follow you closely.”
……
Liang Hanyue took a taxi back to her apartment. When she got into the elevator, alcohol had already been poured on her. She leaned against the silver wall and felt dizzy and hot, like a fire.
With a ding, the elevator door slowly opened. Liang Hanyue walked to the door while holding on to the wall. Her cell phone rang. When she picked up the phone, she stopped and leaned against the wall.
Looking up, he saw a tall figure at the door.
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(End of chapter)