Chapter 75
Wen Qiaoming was on a business trip, there was no such thing as meeting him at night.

So Jiang Chi'an was helping her.

"Thank you."

The understatement made Jiang Chi'an stiff, and it was incredible that Wen Ting would say thank you to him.

Su Qing staggered back into the car.

Jiang Chi'an looked at her stubborn back from behind, and made a phone call expressionlessly: "Qin Yifan, I don't need you to intervene in my affairs, let's not make an example."

"No problem. But this girl is a bit interesting. I'll send charcoal when your plan is completed. Don't you mind?"

Hearing his words, Jiang Chi'an felt inexplicably uncomfortable, "It's up to you."

After hanging up the phone, he followed Su Qing's pace and got into the car.

Although the consciousness was clear, Su Qing was overwhelmed by the stamina of the wine and fell asleep.

This sleepy appearance reminded Jiang Chi'an of the first time he met Wen Ting. If he had to use one word to describe his first impression of Wen Ting, then the word must be hope.

"Mr. Jiang, we're here. Do you want to call Miss?" The driver obviously wanted Jiang Chi'an to do this.

Jiang Chi'an took one last look at Su Qing, opened the car door and ignored her.

"Host, Jiang Chi'an's heart rate has increased by one."

Su Qing opened her eyes, her head hurt slightly, she held the car door to wake herself up.What a ruthless man. Even though his heart rate has risen, she doesn't even want to call him out.

"Miss, do you need me to help you in?"

"Need not."

Su Qing stayed in place for a while and then returned to the villa.

She entered the room and found a cup of hangover soup on the table.

Su Qing laughed, a shallow smile bloomed on her face, and it seemed that she was not as ruthless as imagined.

"Thank you."

Message sent successfully.

Jiang Chi'an was in an indescribable mood after receiving the message, and Wen Ting's recent behavior did not seem to have a new method of torture.

Could it be that she really just wanted to clear up the past?
If it's really just like this, Jiang Chi'an might agree, but he won't stop his plan.

The hurt in his heart cannot be repaired by a few words.

This is not good news for him. He has endured it for so many years, not less than half a year.

"Aunt Liu, you can get off work now. I'll make dinner today."

Jiang Chi'an heard such a sentence when he came downstairs.

As if he didn't hear it, he didn't look there from the corner of his eye, and went back to the room after drinking the water.

After Su Qing finished cooking, she knocked on his door.

"Jiang Chi'an, come out for dinner." The crisp and sweet voice of a girl came to Jiang Chi'an's ears from outside the door.

Opening the door, Jiang Chi'an glanced at the dishes on the table from a distance.

Everything he likes to eat.

Jiang Chi'an put his hands in his trouser pockets, and his voice was filled with endless indifference: "Wen Ting, what exactly do you want?"

Because seeing a client today, Su Qing put on light makeup, and her lips with lipstick slightly curled up, her tone was calm and generous: "This is the second time you asked, didn't I answer it once?"

"Wen Ting, I'm afraid you don't even believe this reason. For the sake of the new method of torture, you also specially investigated my favorite food. It seems that it is really not easy for you."

Su Qing took his words without guilt: "Yes, since you know it's not easy for me, why don't you give it a try?"

Her eyes were so soft and bright that Jiang Chi'an almost fell into them.

(End of this chapter)

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