Gu Shilu walked over with long legs.
He stood still in front of Jiang Xing, with a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth, "Long time no see."
Swirling the cigarette between his fingers, "I miss you so much."
He looked like a dandy, with raised eyebrows and coquettish eyes, showing mercy everywhere.
Gu Shilu's face really looked like a monster.
Jiang Xing chuckled softly. When Gu Shilu saw the outfit she was wearing, he couldn't help but raise his fingers and point, "You don't need to wear these old lady clothes."
"Work required."
Gu Shilu clicked his tongue, "What's the matter? Is it possible that when working next to Rong Jingxu, everyone has to dress like they're attending a funeral?"
He smiled casually, but couldn't help but extend an olive branch, "How about you come with me and wear whatever you want from now on."
Jiang Xing saw that the time was almost up and there was no need to waste time discussing useless topics with him.
"Sorry, Mr. Gu, I'm not here to sell."
Jiang Xing had a smile on his lips, and his eyes were cold and clear.
This time, Gu Shilu smiled instead of getting angry. He put out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can. "My words will always be valid. You can always ask me to honor them."
Jiang Xing didn't understand his sudden change of attitude and just thought he was joking.
"Mr. Gu, you're welcome. It's almost time. I'll go back first."
Gu Shilu nodded and said, "Okay."
He looked at her leaving back with complicated eyes.
Jiang Xing stood at the door, afraid that they might not finish talking, so he knocked on the door before going in.
Mrs. Xu waved her to sit down, "Jiang Xing, we were talking about you just now."
Mrs. Xu liked Jiang Xing very much. He held her hand and chatted about home affairs, "It's really enviable for Jing Xu to have you as his right-hand man."
Jiang Xing stood beside Rong Jingxu, never like a vase.
"It was Mr. Rong who promoted me."
Jiang Xing’s words were watertight, “It’s also thanks to Mrs. Xu.”
Mrs. Xu covered her mouth and laughed, "Hey, look at this little mouth, this has something to do with me."
Rong Jingxu didn't drink, and there was a teacup in front of the table.
He picked it up and put it down again, with a slight smile on his lips.
Jiang Xing didn't know what agreement they reached. When Mrs. Xu left, she smiled behind her ears.
The two of them stood at the entrance of Tan Palace and watched Mrs. Xu's car leave.
Jiang Xing turned around and asked Rong Jingxu, "Mr. Rong, where are we going now?"
"Go back to the apartment."
As soon as Rong Jingxu finished speaking, a bright figure suddenly rushed over. Rong Jingxu suddenly took two steps back and held the figure with his hand.
"Jing Xu!"
The girl has a lively voice, and she is wearing the newly-launched custom-made fragrant grandma.
Chen Yaoxiang is considered a top-tier female star and the only woman around Rong Jingxu.
The scandal between the two has been in the gossip news from time to time, but Rong Jingxu neither denies nor admits it.
But he also favored Chen Yaoxiang openly.
There are rumors in the entire circle that Chen Yaoxiang's backer is Rong Jingxu, but neither of them admits it.
Chen Yaoxiang tried every means to distance himself from Rong Jingxu, claiming to the outside world that he entered the entertainment industry on his own.
A man and woman stood under the street lamp. Chen Yaoxiang exuded a strong but not cloying fragrance.
"Miss me?"
"No."
Rong Jingxu said this and helped Chen Yaoxiang stand firm.
The light and shadow were scattered, and the cold wind blew across Jiang Xing's cheek, leaving her standing in a place without light.
One light and one dark form a sharp contrast.
One is as hot as the sun, the other is as cold as the moon.
Chen Yaoxiang's body was shaky, and a pair of slender arms hugged Rong Jingxu's neck, "But I miss you."
Chen Yaoxiang's eyes were bright, "Come to my place today, okay?"
"You're drunk, I'll have someone take you back."
"I don't."
Chen Yaoxiang pulled Rong Jingxu to act coquettishly and insisted on letting him send her back.
Rong Jingxu raised his eyes to look at Jiang Xing.
Jiang Xing instantly realized what Rong Jingxu meant, and stepped forward with his legs, "I'll drive."
Chen Yaoxiang cried and laughed along the way, his whole body hanging on Rong Jingxu's body and acting like a fool.
Rong Jingxu, who had always been cold to others, actually tolerated Chen Yaoxiang.
Rong Jingxu took out his mobile phone to wipe her tears, and Chen Yaoxiang's face with makeup made up from crying rubbed Rong Jingxu's chest.
"Rong Jingxu, why do they do this to me?"
Jiang Xing looked at the scene behind the car through the rearview mirror. Rong Jingxu frowned, but there was pity and distress in his eyes.
"Will you still be bullied?"
Chen Yaoxiang had a severe headache and burst into tears, "Of course I will be bullied. Do you think those people outside love me as much as you do?"
"Who do you think you are? I'll settle it."
Rong Jingxu lit a cigarette impatiently, while Chen Yaoxiang's almond-shaped eyes widened, "I don't, I can handle it myself."
Chen Yaoxiang wiped away his tears and sat on his seat.
Jiang Xing happened to park the car.
Jiang Xing looked back at the two of them, "Mr. Rong, Miss Chen, we're here."
Chen Yaoxiang pursed her red lips and said nothing, while Rong Jingxu sat silently, also saying nothing.
"You go back."
Chen Yaoxiang sniffed, pushed open the door and got out of the car. His feet were unsteady and he almost fell over.
Fortunately, Rong Jingxu helped her out in time, and Chen Yaoxiang felt even more aggrieved.
Rong Jingxu frowned and sighed, then turned around and told Jiang Xing, "Go to the company early tomorrow. The land in the western suburbs will be decided tomorrow."
"I see."
Rong Jingxu half dragged and half carried Chen Yaoxiang into the high-end apartment building.
The car smelled like Chen Yaoxiang, warm and luxurious but not annoying. Although she had a close relationship with Rong Jingxu, she never treated Jiang Xing like a superior.
Jiang Xing looked at his slightly pale face in the mirror, with the corners of his mouth raised, but a hint of loneliness flashed across his eyes, "Jiang Xing, who do you think you are? It's just a money transaction between you and Rong Jingxu."
Jiang Xing saw clearly that people must not be too greedy, let alone care about things that do not belong to them.
The black car turned at the intersection and drove slowly out of the city.
The car stopped downstairs. Jiang Xing felt pain in her chest when she got out of the car, but she had long been accustomed to this state.
Once the pain is extreme, people will become numb.
Jiang Xing took out the keys from his bag and went upstairs. The voice-activated light in the stairwell was broken.
Jiang Xing was about to turn on the flashlight on his phone when a figure suddenly rushed over from the darkness.
"do not move."
The tip of the knife flashed a flash of light, only one centimeter away from Jiang Xing's slender neck.
"What do you want? The money is in the bag."
Jiang Xing spoke calmly, and the voice sounded inexplicably familiar.
In the dark corridor, Jiang Xing couldn't see clearly who the person was.
"Money? Who wants money?"
The man sneered and Jiang Xing was startled. Isn't this man Li Chengjiang?
"Jiang Xing, I'm in such a miserable state now, it's all because of you!"
His wife discovered that Li Chengjiang was keeping a mistress everywhere, and kicked Li Chengjiang out.
All the connections Li Chengjiang had accumulated in his daily life were avoided after he fell into despair.
They followed Li Chengjiang all for the sake of Li Chengjiang's wife.
The artery in Jiang Xing's neck beat slightly. Her eyes were calm and she said with a smile, "Mr. Li, you can't blame me for this."
