The night is deep and rich.
The thin curtains were blown up by the wind, and two figures were entangled on the bed, their slender white legs dazzling.
Rong Jingxu's big hand fell on Jiang Xingying's slender waist.
His body was floating up and down, and Jiang Xing was sinking beneath him.
Her fingertips lightly touched Rong Jingxu's face, and the next second she was forcefully pressed down by Rong Jingxu.
Jiang Xing's eyes were wet, knowing what he meant and not crossing the line.
The phone vibrated on the bedside table.
Chen Yaoxiang's phone number jumped on the screen, and Rong Jingxu stood up to answer the phone.
Jiang Xing grabbed some clothes and put them on.
Rong Jingxu's figure disappeared at the door of the bedroom. Jiang Xing's slender calves landed on the ground and he followed slowly.
A door separates Jiang Xing with his back against the door panel, and Rong Jingxu's voice comes clearly from the other side of the door panel.
"Want to pick you up?"
Chen Yaoxiang's fragile and drunken voice came from the receiver, "No, no, but I'm so scared, it's so dark here."
"Send me the address."
"No, don't come, I can solve it...ah!"
Chen Yaoxiang shouted, Rong Jingxu frowned, and just then Jiang Xing walked out slowly.
"Mr. Rong."
Jiang Xing's face looked even paler in the moonlight, that pretty face was beautiful yet fragile.
Jiang Xing handed over his coat, got dressed again and took the car keys.
While Rong Jingxu was getting dressed, Jiang Xing called someone to investigate Chen Yaoxiang's location.
In the dark night, the black Rolls-Royce was speeding on the road.
The heavy wooden door was kicked open.
Rong Jingxu took the lead and walked in with his long legs. Chen Yaoxiang was lying unconscious on the bed, and the man on him had just taken off his shirt.
Rong Jingxu's steps were sharp, and he rushed over and pulled the man away.
His aura was cold and scary.
There was even more murderous intent in those eyes.
Rong Jingxu walked over a few steps to show the man some color. Jiang Xing reached out and grabbed Rong Jingxu, "Mr. Rong, go see Miss Chen first."
Rong Jingxu lowered his head and snorted, "Go and deal with it."
He raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Xing, who nodded slightly.
Rong Jingxu took off his coat and left with Chen Yaoxiang in his arms. Jiang Xing stood aside and got out of the way.
The hotel staff stood beside Jiang Xing, "Secretary Jiang, what should we do with this man?"
Jiang Xing lowered his head and looked at the man, "I will arrange for someone to handle it."
Jiang Xing's eyes flashed with an icy light, as cold as ice knives.
The man on the ground put on his glasses and looked up at Jiang Xing, then lowered his head with guilt.
Jiang Xing knew this man. He was the director of Chen Yao's rural drama.
Before, it was Jiang Xing who negotiated on behalf of Chen Yaoxiang.
The fact that Chen Yaoxiang's backer is Rong Jingxu is a transparent secret in the entertainment industry.
Jiang Xing came forward on behalf of Rong Jingxu.
Yourong Jingxu was protecting Chen Yaoxiang, but this man actually dared to mess with her.
Without Jiang Xing opening his mouth, this man knew what outcome he would face.
Just as Jiang Xing was about to leave after explaining, the man suddenly rushed over and hugged Jiang Xing's thigh, "Secretary Jiang, please help me."
Jiang Xing looked down at the man, looking at him like an ant.
Cold words came out of Jiang Xing's mouth, "Sorry, who made you offend Mr. Rong's favorite person?"
Jiang Xing knew her position, she always had to act as Rong Jingxu's executioner.
Upstairs in the presidential suite.
Rong Jingxu settled Chen Yaoxiang and then pulled up the quilt to cover her.
Under the dim light, Chen Yaoxiang's face was peaceful, but also had a cute and naive look.
Chen Yaoxiang is not a beautiful woman in the traditional sense, but rather a childish figure that is more popular nowadays.
She looked like someone when she was sleeping.
Rong Jingxu stared at her for a while, then sat down against the bed.
He put his hands on his knees casually, his eyes gentle.
He raised his hand to remove the broken hair from Chen Yaoxiang's face under the moonlight. Chen Yaoxiang noticed Rong Jingxu's touch and frowned slightly.
She whispered, "Brother, do you think of me as your mother again?"
"how come."
Chen Yaoxiang slowly opened his eyes, and the two met their eyes.
Chen Yaoxiang's eyes were tender and angry, and he glared at Rong Jingxu, "You are like this every time. This tenderness is really only for mother."
Rong Jing said but smiled and said nothing.
Chen Yaoxiang and Rong Jingxu share the same mother, Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling is an independent woman in the new era. She originally married Rong Jingxu's father because of a business marriage.
Jiang Ling didn't like Rong Jingxu's father at all, and their marriage lasted less than two years.
After Jiangling gave birth to a son for the Rong family and inherited the family business, he left for another country.
She divorced Rong Jingxu's father abroad and gave birth to Chen Yaoxiang after remarrying.
Later, Jiang Ling died in a car accident, and Rong Jingxu took Chen Yaoxiang back to China.
Chen Yaoxiang looks almost the same as Jiangling in the photo.
Although Rong Jingxu had never met Jiang Ling, he had never doubted Jiang Ling's love for him.
Rong Jingxu reached out and gently stroked Chen Yaoxiang's head, "Brother, why don't you love me?"
Chen Yaoxiang put his hand under his head and couldn't help but cut it, "You don't hurt me?"
Chen Yaoxiang wanted to return to China to pursue her dream bravely, but Rong Jingxu secretly paved the way to save her a lot of trouble.
On the surface, he promised Chen Yaoxiang to bravely enter the entertainment industry, but how could he really trust her to go into that thorn bush?
Chen Yaoxiang is a little princess who grew up in love.
She knows how to express love, and she also knows how to be considerate of Rong Jingxu, and knows how difficult it is for her brother.
"You should also find a woman to accompany you."
Chen Yaoxiang curled his lips and smiled, lying flat on the bed again, his eyes falling on the crystal lamp above his head.
"Brother, I think Jiang Xing is pretty good. He's pretty and capable."
Rong Jingxu lit a cigarette, "How do you say it?"
"Anyway, I'm optimistic about her."
Rong Jingxu seemed to be smiling, but did not continue the topic. His eyes were cold and his eyes were darker.
Chen Yaoxiang couldn't guess the complicated emotions in his eyes. She sighed, "Hey, I understand. You, like them, look down on Jiang Xing's background."
"Okay, I think you're awake."
Chen Yaoxiang pouted and said, "Tsk, you are not a man at all."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Chen Yaoxiang stopped talking but stared at Rong Jingxu, "But brother, you won't kill Director Chen, right?"
Rong Jingxu stood up holding his coat, "You should rest."
Chen Yaoxiang suddenly crawled over from the bed and grabbed Rong Jingxu's arm, "Brother, give him another chance. I want to join his crew for filming."
Rong Jingxu glanced over with cold eyes.
Gloomy and scary.
Chen Yaoxiang didn't need to say it himself, Rong Jingxu could probably guess what it was.
Chen Yaoxiang has always been well protected. How could he know that the entertainment industry is a cannibalistic existence.
His sister is a simple little white rabbit.
These people who had been stabbed a thousand times wanted to hurt his sister. Wouldn't that mean they were risking their lives?
"He looks so bad, you still want to join his set to film?"
Rong Jingxu answered her coldly, "Chen Yaoxiang, can you clear your head?"
"Brother, he is actually very talented."
Chen Yaoxiang sniffed and continued to beg him, "Can't you make Jiang Xing show mercy?"
She knew that Jiang Xing was Rong Jingxu's most obedient sword.
Vicious and merciless.
