The Rong family in Beijing.
The youngest grandson of the Rong family held an engagement ceremony with the daughter of a real estate tycoon.
Surrounded by flowers, Rong Che held Li Yan's hand and attended the ceremony.
There was roaring applause, and the guests praised what a golden couple they were.
At this time, in the bathroom in the hall on the first floor, a slender arm fell on the mirror, and the big hand behind him lifted Jiang Xing's hip-covering skirt.
The scenery under the skirt was beautiful, Jiang Xing's skin was like cream, and Rong Jingxu's eyes were hit hard by the beauty.
Jiang Xing's clothes were in a mess, and he raised his eyes to look at the man again.
She was held down by big hands, and there was a cold marble slab under her buttocks.
The man had noble features, neat clothes, and not even a hair was messy.
She bit her lower lip and endured it. The man's big hand held Jiang Xing's chin, and Jiang Xing was forced to look up at him.
Pointing his fingers upward, Rong Jingxu's voice contained no emotion, "Why are you crying?"
The fingertips were wet, Jiang Xing's eyes begged for mercy, "It hurts."
The man on top of him frowned slightly, but his movements still did not slow down.
Jiang Xing closed his eyes and endured, just begging him to end it quickly.
This man is a powerful person among the powerful people in the entire capital, and is Rong Che's second uncle.
Rong Jingxu once turned the tide in the most difficult moment of the Rong Group and helped the building to collapse. He was just an adult that year.
The entire capital knew that he was abstinent, kept away from strangers, and was ruthless. He was a master who was not easy to mess with.
"You're not paying attention."
Rong Jingxu stopped in displeasure and left Jiang Xing hanging in that spot.
Jiang Xing looked at him with red eyes, "Mr. Rong, I..."
Rong Jingxu suddenly moved closer to her lips, then slid to one side, and his cold breath penetrated into Jiang Xing's ears, "Since you followed me, your heart needs to be clear."
Boom boom.
"Second uncle, I know you are inside."
A familiar voice came from outside the door, and a look of surprise flashed across Jiang Xing's eyes.
Rong Jingxu organized himself slowly and looked at Jiang Xing with lingering interest, "Five minutes."
When Jiang Xing came out of the bathroom, Rong Jingxu was leaning against the wall and smoking.
Rong Che, who was standing in front of him, was talking excitedly, and he would look up at him from time to time to indicate that he was listening.
Jiang Xing walked over on a pair of high heels, "Mr. Rong."
Rong Jingxu hummed indifferently and played with the silver lighter in his hand.
Rong Che turned around and found Jiang Xing, his eyes followed her, "Jiang Xing, you're here."
Jiang Xing was dressed in a pure black uniform, with long hair tied back and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face.
Dull like an old antique.
"I'm here to deliver the documents to Mr. Rong."
Rong Che stared at Jiang Xing in front of him, his throat slid, and he hesitated to speak.
The next second, Jiang Xing bent down and took out a tissue to wipe Rong Jingxu's shoes, "Mr. Rong, the shoes are dirty."
Rong Che felt as if he had been shot in the chest, and his body gradually became stiff.
Jiang Xing had long been accustomed to all this, and slowly stood up and waited for Rong Jingxu to finish signing.
"An engagement gift for you."
Rong Jingxu threw the car keys over, but Rong Che caught them narrowly, "Thank you, uncle."
His handsome eyebrows moved slightly, and his lips curled up slightly, "Why are you so polite to me?"
Rong Jingxu walked away with long legs, and Jiang Xing immediately followed Rong Jingxu's pace.
Rong Che stood there and looked at their backs, clutching the car keys in his hands.
"Regret it?"
There was a voice behind him, and Rong Che turned around.
Li Yan walked down the stairs slowly. After listening to compliments all night, she had to face the thorn in Rong Che's heart.
"Who doesn't know that it was your father who had to regret his marriage? Otherwise, where would it be my turn?"
She walked over slowly on high heels, "right."
"Don't make trouble unreasonably."
Li Yan glanced over sharply, "Am I making trouble unreasonably? Rong Che, your unforgettable Bai Yueguang is now your second uncle's woman!"
Rong Che frowned and said, "They are not the kind of relationship you said."
His defense of Jiang Xing made Li Yan even more angry. She held back her anger and said, "She is your second uncle's mistress."
Rong Che suddenly walked over and grabbed her neck, "I told you to shut up!"
Li Yan spoke with difficulty, eyes red, "What? Are you so afraid of Rong Jingxu?"
The veins in Rongche's temples throbbed, but he didn't dare to use any force on his hands.
Li Yan slapped his hand away, "Rong Che, you are so cowardly!"
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The sky in the capital was cloudy all afternoon, and it started to rain heavily in the evening.
Jiang Xing ran over from the other side of the car holding a black umbrella, holding the umbrella high to cover the car door.
"Mr. Rong, be careful where you step."
Rong Jingxu buttoned up his suit and slowly landed on the ground.
The umbrella was lifted up, revealing his face as cold as a mountain, and the air pressure around him was even lower.
Rong Jingxu walked into the hotel, and Jiang Xing followed closely behind him, with rain soaking most of his body.
He renovated his new home and stayed in a hotel to save time.
Jiang Xing has followed Rong Jingxu for so long and has always been the best at guessing his thoughts.
She is sensible and knows how to advance and retreat, and has become Rong Jingxu's right-hand man.
Jiang Xing arranged everything and handed him the room card, "Mr. Rong, have a good rest."
The man took the room key and said politely and distantly, "Be safe."
Rong Jingxu has a mysophobia and will not "pamper" himself when staying in a hotel.
The rain is getting heavier.
Jiang Xing opened several ride-hailing apps continuously for nearly two hours when his phone dinged.
"Tail number 0552, Jiangchen Road."
The air conditioner in the car door heated up, and Jiang Xinglang's numb fingertips gradually warmed up. She closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the car seat.
In his mind, he recalled Rong Che holding Li Yan's hand, and the sight of the two smiling at each other was vivid in his mind.
Jiang Xing and Rong Che were childhood sweethearts.
When something happened to the Jiang family a year ago, Rong Che's father was the first to rush to clear up the relationship.
Rongjiaguo's one-stop process for breaking off the engagement completely blocked Jiang Xing's opportunity to come to him.
Jiang Xing took his younger brothers and sisters everywhere to hide from debts, and was rejected countless times...
Jiang Xing opened his eyes and thought of Rong Che.
She never resented him.
"arrive."
Jiang Xing opened the car door and got out of the car, her high heels falling on the mud. She rented in an old community and the price was cheaper.
Jiang Xing turned on the flashlight and went upstairs, when her phone suddenly vibrated.
Jiang Xing accidentally touched the switch of the flashlight, and the light disappeared instantly.
"You haven't paid Jiang Yuan's living expenses this month, and Jiang Xin also has to pay for her medical expenses in the hospital!"
"Aren't you with Rong Jingxu every day? How come you have no money!"
"Jiang Xing, I'm really unlucky for eight lifetimes, and I'm going to deal with you relatives!"
"Speak to Jiang Xing!"
Chen Rong's sharp words were like needles piercing Jiang Xing's ears.
Jiang Xing groped upstairs and took out the key, "Auntie, I'll pay you tomorrow."
"Can't you remember this? It's okay for your sister to eat and drink from me every day. I can't afford to take care of her in the hospital!"
Jiang Xing lowered his eyes and endured it, "Thank you, aunt."
The voice of my uncle Lu Huaian came from the other end of the phone, "Okay, she said she will do it if she pays. Jiang Xing always does what he says."
Chen Rong cursed and hung up the phone.
Jiang Xing did not turn on the light and fell on the sofa in the dark night. She turned on the screen of her mobile phone and saw a photo of three people smiling.
Jiang Xing curled his lips. This photo was taken in their garden.
Jiang Xin and Jiang Yuan are less than ten years old.
Jiang Xing was so tired that his eyelids began to fight, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.
The floating sea of fire was close in front of us, and the gray shadow knelt in front of the fire and cried heartbreakingly.
Jiang Xing subconsciously covered her aching chest.
In her daze, someone squatted down and reached out to her, "Do you need my help?"
Jiang Xing raised his head to see the man's face clearly, but was awakened by the ringing of the phone.
Jiang Xing wiped away the tears on his face.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Sister Jiang, please answer the phone. Something happened in the company. Come here quickly."
Jiang Xing woke up instantly, "Come right away."
