The heavy sandalwood door was closed tightly.
Jiang Xing raised his head and glanced at the door, then slowly looked back.
She knew in her heart what kind of person Rong Jingxu was and how uncertain he was.
Jiang Xing returned to his office in silence.
At this time, Rong Jingxu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at Jiang Xing. Her back was slender, as fragile and embarrassed as last night.
Rong Jingxu pursed his thin lips tightly, and the emotions in his eyes were complicated and difficult to guess.
Jiang Xing had a strong heart, and she returned to the office to reorganize the documents.
She looked up information about the western suburbs, intending to guess what Rong Jingxu wanted to do.
Jiang Xing dealt with it all afternoon and found nothing.
Dong Wei knocked on the door to remind her to get off work, "Sister, you haven't come out of the office all afternoon."
Jiang Xing inevitably doesn't care about time when he gets busy at work.
She glanced at the watch on her wrist and said, "Mr. Rong has a dinner party tonight."
Jiang Xing quickly packed her clothes and bags, and Dong Wei stopped her, "Sister, what are you doing?"
"Mr. Rong has left."
Jiang Xing stopped in a hurry, "Gone? Where did you go?"
Dong Wei spread his hands and smiled helplessly, "I don't know either, but it seems that Mr. Rong drove there by himself."
Jiang Xing frowned, unable to guess what Rong Jingxu was thinking.
The night was dark, Jiang Xing was driving on the highway.
She has the address of Rongjingxu Restaurant. This hotel is invested by Rongjingxu, and she usually only comes here to meet important clients.
Jiang Xing accompanied Rong Jingxu here several times.
Jiang Xing walked straight to the front desk. She pushed up her glasses and said, "I am Mr. Rong's secretary. My name is Jiang Xing."
"Miss Jiang, please come this way."
In the private room, as soon as the door was opened, a smell of alcohol came out.
Several people were drinking so hard that the manager was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect these guys to be so good at drinking.
Jiang Xing frowned and looked for Rong Jingxu.
Rong Jingxu was considered a man who drank well. He sat on the side of the sofa, resting his head on his hands.
"Ms. Jiang, how should we deal with this?"
Jiang Xing looked at those people one by one and accurately identified each boss. She asked the manager to call them one by one.
"Mr. Lin from Shengjing, Mr. Wu from Xueyu, Mr. Liu from Guoshan, and Mr. Zhao from the foreign trade company..."
The manager took out his cell phone to type a memo, and looked up at the bosses from time to time. He wanted to quickly remember what each boss looked like.
After Jiang Xing finished speaking, the manager looked at her with admiration.
This is all a piece of cake, the hardest part is still on the couch.
The manager called the waiter to wait on the gentlemen to go out.
Jiang Xing walked up to Rong Jingxu and knelt down. She raised her head and asked Rong Jingxu in a low voice, "Mr. Rong, shall we go?"
Rong Jingxu slowly opened his eyes when he heard Jiang Xing's voice.
His eyes were deep, like abyss.
Mysterious and dangerous.
The last boss in the room left. Rong Jingxu sat upright, leaned his back on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested.
Jiang Xing stood beside him, his eyes sliding towards Rong Jingxu's throat.
She looked over for a moment, then looked back calmly.
Pass a glass of water.
Rong Jingxu didn't look at Jiang Xing and took the water and drank it in one gulp.
"Shall I buy you sobering medicine?"
Rong Jingxu raised his hand and pinched his forehead, between his eyebrows, "No need."
Jiang Xing said nothing and walked to Rong Jingxu calmly, "Mr. Rong, let me press your buttons."
Just as his slender hand was about to fall on Rong Jingxu's forehead, Rong Jingxu suddenly raised his hand and held her wrist, "No need."
Rong Jingxu briefly held his hand and then released it.
Jiang Xing's wrist still had a brief trace of his body temperature.
There was something wrong with Rong Jingxu. Normally, he would definitely not be able to help but come over and get intimate with him.
Something went wrong, and Jiang Xing was even more worried that he would hate him.
Her salary was not enough to cover Jiang Xin's medical expenses, so Jiang Xing had no choice.
She wants money, even if it's money in exchange for her self-respect.
She slowly bent down and asked Rong Jingxu, "Mr. Rong, do we want to go back?"
"Back to where?"
"Home."
Rong Jingxu snorted coldly, and Jiang Xing changed his words, "No, I'm going back to the apartment in the city center."
"cigarette."
Rong Jingxu ordered Jiang Xing in a hoarse voice.
Jiang Xing quickly brought him a cigarette and leaned closer to light it for him.
The faint firelight danced in Jiang Xing's eyes, flickering on and off.
Rong Jingxu raised his eyes and caught Jiang Xing's gaze.
She keeps her posture low, and no matter how unreasonable the situation is, she remains unchanged in response to all changes.
Rong Jingxu handed over the cigarette.
Jiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief. She would rather Rong Jingxu lost his temper, but the coldness now made Jiang Xing even more frightened.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Xing, "What are you afraid of?"
Jiang Xing sat upright and looked at Rong Jingxu with a pair of wet eyes.
She knew him well and knew how to prescribe the right medicine.
Rong Jingxu was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand to hold Jiang Xing's chin, and brought his lips closer, "Don't you remember my warnings?"
"Remember, remember."
Jiang Xing's face deformed under his hands. Although it hurt Jiang Xing, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Rong Jingxu mocked, "You can't wait to climb into another man's car?"
Another man... car?
Jiang Xing quickly ran through these familiar words in her mind, and she knew it if she was smarter.
"Mr. Rong, you misunderstood."
"Where is the misunderstanding?"
Jiang Xing's eyes were slightly red, "Yesterday Gu Shilu went to the police station to pick me up."
"Police station?"
Rong Jingxu let go of his hand, and was caught by Jiang Xing the next second.
She held Rong Jingxu's big hand tightly and looked along Rong Jingxu's arm.
Those eyes were moist and pitiful, as if they were about to cry in the next second.
"It's Li Chengjiang."
Rong Jingxu didn't pull his hand back and let her hold it like this.
"He wants to die with me."
The smoke between Rong Jingxu's fingers slowly rose up, and he curled his lips and smiled mockingly, "Just him?"
There was a band-aid on Jiang Xing's neck, which was the mark left by Li Chengjiang's knife last night.
The wound was scabbed, the length of my pinky finger.
Simply cut the wound to avoid the vital part.
Rong Jingxu looked over and calmly put out the cigarette.
Jiang Xing was neither noisy nor fussy, and Rong Jingxu was still at Chen Yao Township last night.
She is sensible, obedient and tolerant.
Rong Jingxu raised his hand to caress her cheek. Jiang Xing looked up at him, "Mr. Rong, won't you let me even say a word of defense?"
"You already said it."
Jiang Xing knew clearly that the moment Rong Jingxu reached out his hand, Rong Jingxu's anger had dissipated.
"I know you're busy."
Jiang Xing lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a shadow on his pale face.
The two of them knew exactly what they were busy with yesterday.
Jiang Xing knows how to attack the heart first.
She pretended to be pitiful and gradually let Rong Jingxu's guard down.
"Just call me next time."
Rong Jingxu lit another cigarette and brought his fingertips closer, feeling the scent of Jiang Xing lingering around him.
Jiang Xing's posture was lowered into the dust, with a pair of warm and charming eyes.
Any man wouldn't be able to help himself after seeing this. Rong Jingxu suddenly leaned forward and kissed her domineeringly.
Jiang Xing was about to refuse, but she reached out and pushed his chest, "Mr. Rong, don't stay here."
"What is this place?"
"Whose place?"
Facing his questioning, Jiang Xing slowly said, "Yours."
