The office was quiet, and the two could hear each other's breathing.
Rong Jingxu lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Xing.
The distance between the two of them was so close that Rong Jingxu could even see the pores on her face clearly.
She is really simple and clear.
"How much?"
Jiang Xing pursed his lips and smiled, "Of course Mr. Rong will take care of it."
She is considerate in everything, so Rong Jingxu will not treat her badly.
"Get out."
Jiang Xingxing's eyes moved slightly, but Rong Jingxu didn't take the next step?
She opened the door and went out before she came back to her senses, the barely tasted kiss, and the dissipated lust in his eyes.
Could it be because of money?
Jiang Xing suddenly realized whether she was being too straightforward. She looked back at the office and couldn't guess what Rong Jingxu was thinking.
At this time, in the office, Rong Jingxu was reading documents, and the words Jiang Xing said flashed through his mind.
Money, she wants money.
Rong Jingxu felt inexplicably impetuous, and he lit a cigarette and gradually came back to his senses.
Jiang Xing is beautiful and outstanding, rigorous and considerate in her work. She is a perfect secretary and a suitable "bed partner."
Rong Jingxu was always generous and quickly transferred the money to Jiang Xing's bank card.
Jiang Xing was on his way to the pharmaceutical factory when he received the bank reminder.
The amount in the bank card made Jiang Xingxing worried. Rong Jingxu was her cash cow.
This is also the reason why Jiang Xing can endure by his side.
She was about to put away the phone when another call came in suddenly, "Ms. Jiang, I have already completed the investigation you asked me to investigate."
"Xiao Lin, let's make an appointment to meet later."
Jiang Xing's eyes brightened slightly. She had been pursuing the drug factory case for so long, and now she was about to reach a conclusion.
Turn left at the Jiangxing intersection and drive back.
In the cafe.
Jiang Xing walked in a hurry and glanced at the man wearing a hat sitting at the table by the window.
Jiang Xing walked over, knocked on the table and sat down.
"Miss Jiang."
Xiao Lin raised his head and met Jiang Xing's gaze, and asked cautiously, "This is worth a good price."
Jiang Xing pursed his lips and smiled, then handed over the envelope, "Here is a card with a limit of 100,000 without a password."
Xiao Lin smiled and reached out to take it, but Jiang Xing held down the envelope again, "Xiao Lin, if the news is false, you know what will happen."
Xiao Lin opened his mouth and laughed, "Miss Jiang, who doesn't know the person behind you? Even if I had millions of courages, I wouldn't dare!"
Jiang Xing let go, Xiao Lin took the money and turned around to go out.
He raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat slightly, and walked quickly to the other side of the road.
boom!
Jiang Xing was getting up when he suddenly heard a violent sound outside the door.
A figure rose into the air, flashed in front of the window, and landed with a thud.
Xiao Lin's body fainted on the ground with a bright red color.
His body twitched for two seconds, his pupils were dilated and he stared at the sky. His eyes kept staring like this, and he was gone.
Jiang Xing's feet went weak and his body froze.
This shocking scene made Jiang Xing's blood rush to her head, and she held the bag in her hand tightly.
The tinnitus in my head was ringing for a brief moment, and all the sounds came flooding in.
Ambulances, police cars, and spectators quickly gathered around.
Jiang Xing looked pale and walked out silently carrying his bag.
Her high heels landed on the zebra crossing. Jiang Xing felt flustered and confused, and her steps were staggered.
who? Who are they?
Xiao Lin was talking to himself one second, and his soul flew into the sky the next second.
Jiang Xing walked to the convenience store opposite and took out the car keys tremblingly. Her feet were still soft and she couldn't stand up at all.
The phone vibrated in his pocket. Jiang Xing reached out to touch it. After touching it for a while, he took out the phone.
Rong Jingxu's words danced in Jiang Xing's eyes, and the black words gradually disappeared from Jiang Xing's mind.
Her head was covered in blood.
Jiang Xing leaned against the door and had no strength to press the button to answer the call.
Passers-by came and went around me, and the door of the supermarket rang with welcome sounds.
Jiang Xing kept staring at the words on the screen of his mobile phone, which jumped and then turned into a black screen.
The tragic memories of that time came flooding back.
Jiang Xing slowly covered his chest, holding back tears.
The abyss-like pain turned into fine needles, and the needles fell on Jiang Xing, making her unable to breathe.
Tears fell to the ground with a plop.
Pedestrians were rushing on the road, Jiang Xing crouched down and looked at the small faint mark on the ground.
A pair of familiar expensive leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Xing's eyes.
She has been taking care of these shoes.
Jiang Xing looked up and met Rong Jingxu's slightly cold eyes.
He reached out and asked, "Why are you here?"
Jiang Xing stretched out his trembling hand, tears streaming down his face. The scene of her vulnerability fell in his eyes.
Rong Jingxu felt a strange feeling in his chest.
Jiang Xing's hand was about to drop, but the next second it was held by Rong Jingxu, who pulled her into his arms with slight force.
"What's wrong?"
He reached out and put his hand on Jiang Xing's head. Jiang Xing's wet, red and pitiful eyes stared at him like a deer, "Mr. Rong, blood, a lot of blood."
Only then did Rong Jingxu realize that there had just been a car accident in the place he drove past just now.
He frowned slightly, hugged Jiang Xing's thin waist and walked forward.
Jiang Xing held on to his clothes tightly, relying on Rong Jingxu to stand firmly.
She followed him step by step, and happened to pass by that place, Jiang Xing's eyesight went dark.
It was Rong Jingxu's suit, and Jiang Xing smelled a familiar scent, which was the scent of his favorite perfume.
She subconsciously tightened her grip on Rong Jingxu's clothes.
Rong Jingxu held a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, holding Jiang Xing in his arms as he walked through the busy and busy streets.
Blood seeped into the concrete road and solidified quickly, where Jiang Xing stepped on his high heels.
In a city center apartment.
Jiang Xing had a pale face and lowered his eyes.
Her fingers were cold and trembling slightly.
Rong Jingxu poured a glass of water and handed it to her. Jiang Xing looked up at him and said, "Thank you, Mr. Rong."
Jiang Xing does things properly, and Jiang Xing must do the work assigned to her thoroughly and perfectly.
She had never been sick before, and her fragile emotions were leaked this time because she bumped into Rong Jingxu by chance.
Rong Jingxu never looked at her embarrassed side, his eyes lingered on her face.
His eyes were as deep as an abyss, and Jiang Xing had never understood the true face beneath his eyes.
Jiang Xing held the water and calmed down for a while, while Rong Jingxu went to the study for a meeting.
As night fell, Jiang Xing's body returned to normal.
Rong Jingxu's meeting was still going on, and Jiang Xing calmly packed his things and went out.
She stood at the door to change her shoes, then carefully opened the door and went out.
Just as Jiang Xingren left, the study door opened and Rong Jingxu leaned against the door holding coffee.
He looked at the sofa not far away. The messy blanket and the red marks on the water glass reminded Rong Jingxu that Jiang Xing had been here.
Jiang Xing walked home under the moonlight, took off the black stockings on her legs, and turned on the hot water to take a shower.
Hot water ran down his cheeks.
Jiang Xing's body gradually warmed up under the hot water.
Half an hour later, Jiang Xing rested on the sofa.
With his wet hair hanging on his shoulders, Jiang Xing raised his hand to pick up the document bag on the table.
Jiang Xing held the thin document between his fingertips.
These things, which are as light as a feather, can easily kill Xiao Lin.
Jiang Xing pursed his lips and sneered, "These people are really difficult to deal with."
