Rong Jingxu was at work. He took the contract and signed it neatly.
"Come to a dinner with me later."
"Are you off work?"
"right."
Rong Jingxu slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Xing. He was dressed in a dull and old-fashioned outfit, which made him the safest person in the workplace.
Rong Jingxu's gaze seemed to penetrate her thick lenses and see into her eyes.
Jiang Xing's eyes were dark and bright, and his eyes were delicate and charming.
Under this old clothes, she has a graceful figure, and her waist is thin and soft.
She is a stunner.
Jiang Xing's skirt reached just above her knees. Rong Jingxu's eyes slid over her slender, white legs, and he slowly said, "I'll wear the clothes on the sofa at night."
"knew."
Jiang Xing took the bag and went out.
Inside the bag is a black backless long skirt, sexy and tempting.
Jiang Xing was silent for a moment. It seemed that the person he had to deal with tonight was of high status.
This is Rong Jingxu's consistent style.
When it was time to get off work, Jiang Xing put on a long skirt and a pair of black high heels.
She let her long hair down and applied bright lipstick.
The phone on the table vibrated and said two short words, "Go downstairs."
Dusk falls.
Jiang Xing bent down and knocked on the car window, and the car door unlocked with a click.
Rong Jingxu was sitting in the car, answering the phone, with a cold and oppressive aura around him.
He glanced over and hung up the phone, "What perfume?"
The car started and Jiang Xing felt a little uncomfortable, "Jasmine."
"I'll use this later."
Jiang Xing nodded slightly.
The drive takes less than twenty minutes.
Rong Jingxu was dressed in a black suit, and his every move carried the noble spirit of a young master from an aristocratic family.
He held Jiang Xing's slim waist and rubbed the exposed skin of Jiang Xing's back with his fingertips.
Jiang Xing was used to it, with a rosy smile on her beautiful face.
The two people entered the private room, and the room suddenly became lively.
"Mr. Rong is here!"
"Mr. Rong is surrounded by beautiful women with no shortage of marks!"
"Mr. Rong, please take a seat quickly."
Rong Jingxu sat down casually, and Jiang Xing followed him and sat next to him.
He was like a playboy, casually placing his hand on Jiang Xing's chair and casually taking the cigarette.
"What are you standing for? Sit down."
He had a careless smile on his lips and looked at the people on the table with half-lidded eyes.
Jiang Xing silently calculated the status of these bosses in the room. They were all older than Rong Jingxu, but they all looked at Rong Jingxu's face.
The Rong family has a strong background, and the family's glory has been passed down to this day, and there has never been a real playboy.
The guy sitting here in front of me just loves to act, and his tricks behind the scenes are enough to scare people.
It is still rumored that the business war that Rong Jingxu won when he was just an adult is called a miracle in the industry.
Jiang Xing knew his position. He not only had to play the role of the beautiful vase next to Rong Jingxu, but also served him glass after glass of wine.
The bosses at the top blamed Rong Jingxu for not caring about her.
When Rong Jingxu heard this, he sat up slightly. The hand under the table touched Jiang Xing's thigh and squeezed it hard.
Jiang Xing swallowed subconsciously.
"Jiang Xing is my secretary, she can represent me."
Rong Jingxu lit a cigarette and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Dear uncles and uncles, I am not feeling well today, so Jiang Xing takes my place."
As Rong Jingxu said this, the wine came one after another.
Having such a beautiful woman drinking with them makes these people even more happy.
Jiang Xing's eyes were red, and his face was even redder.
She looked at Rong Jingxu from the corner of her eye. He was staring at her with a smile on his lips.
The devilish Rong Jingxu.
Jiang Xing knew what kind of person he was from the first day he followed him.
"Sorry guys, I need to go to the bathroom."
Although ginger has a strong ability to sober up alcohol, it can't stand the toast after cup after cup.
She walked to the bathroom holding on to the wall, stumbling.
Cold water rushed over the back of his hands, making Jiang Xing wake up a little more.
"Hey, isn't this Jiang Xing?"
Jiang Xing heard the voice and slowly looked up, "You are."
The face of the woman in front of her slowly became clear. She stood next to Jiang Xing and washed her hands. She smiled and said, "I am Rong Che's fiancée, Li Yan."
"Miss Jiang doesn't remember me?"
Jiang Xing's eyes hid his emotions and smiled back at her, "Remember, you are Mrs. Rong."
Mrs. Rong pleases Li Yan.
She touched up her lipstick in the mirror, "Ache and I are eating next door, and, by the way, there's also my father."
Jiang Xing lowered his eyes slightly. She was about to find a reason to leave first when Li Yan suddenly grabbed her hand.
"You don't really think you can marry into the Rong family, do you?"
Jiang Xing raised his head and met Li Yan's eyes, "You are overthinking, I am not."
"No?"
Li Yan smiled coldly, took two more steps forward, and approached Jiang Xing, "Who doesn't know that you can't marry the younger one, and yet you are eyeing the older one?"
"Jiang Xing, Rong Jingxu is no better than Rong Che."
Her voice was soft and scary, and her red lips curved, "He will eat you to the bone."
Jiang Xing's eyes were calm and unruffled, "You don't have to worry about this."
Jiang Xing turned around to leave, and Li Yan shouted at her, "Why are you pretending!"
Jiang Xing's head felt heavy and his steps were unsteady.
Just as she turned the corner in the corridor, she bumped into someone head-on and her body fell backwards due to inertia.
Fortunately, the man caught Jiang Xing in time.
A familiar voice was in my ears, "Jiang Xing?"
Jiang Xing was stunned and quickly held onto the wall to stand firm.
Rong Che looked at her nervously, with Jiang Xing's residual warmth still on his hand, "Why did you drink so much? Where is my second uncle? Did you do it yourself?"
"Rongche!"
Li Yan rushed over in high heels and pulled Rong Che over, "How dare you hook up with other women in front of me?"
"We're engaged!"
Rong Che turned around and glared at her, "Jiang Xing is not someone else."
Jiang Xing accidentally twisted her foot just now, and it was not easy to leave. She frowned and turned back to Rong Che, "You guys go, I'm fine."
Rong Che took a step forward, "I'll take you back."
"Rongche."
Li Yan walked towards Rong Che with her chin raised high, hugged his arm and declared her sovereignty, "My dad is still waiting for us in the private room. You don't want him to wait too long, right?"
"Li Yan, she..."
Rong Che met Jiang Xing's eyes, and Jiang Xing opened his mouth and smiled, "I'm really fine."
Rong Che left with Li Yan. Before leaving, Li Yan proudly provoked Jiang Xing.
Jiang Xing squatted down slowly while holding on to the wall. She was drunk and her eyes were burning.
She doesn't blame Rong Che, she never has.
But my heart felt like it was being pricked carefully by dense needles, it felt painful and sore.
Snap.
Jiang Xing looked up following the sound.
Rong Jingxu leaned against the wall, lowered his head and lit a cigarette. He looked at Jiang Xing condescendingly.
Tears fell from her eyes, and her red eyes and face made Jiang Xing look even more pitiful.
Like a little beast hiding in a corner licking its wounds alone.
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, and then he held up Jiang Xing's face with his big hands, "Did I owe you anything?"
Jiang Xing slowly shook his head.
Rong Jingxu wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with his fingertips, "Is the old love unforgettable?"
