One of a kind, the president's limited-time wife

Chapter 39
"I..." She was about to explain, but suddenly she heard the man speak slowly...

"My name is Ruth." The man reached out to shake hands with her, then withdrew his hand and pointed to the wedding ring on her middle finger with a smile, "Actually, Mrs. Jiang, you can show him the ring directly, because there are many regulations here, so it won't Lively like any other bar."

"You seem to be a regular customer." Tong Siqian responded with a smile, but at the same time thought about calling her Mrs. Jiang... Then even if she knew that she was "Fu Moqing", she also knew that she was married.

Who would that be?If you really knew her, you wouldn't question her identity in a questioning tone, would you?

Tong Siqian was already a little out of shape, and didn't take what he said next to heart. She just wanted the bartender to quickly mix her drinks before she could leave, otherwise she would definitely not be able to resist asking Jiang Muyan for help!

Seeing that she was not surprised that he was the owner of this bar, Ruth touched his nose and changed the subject, "Where's Mr. Jiang? Didn't he go with you?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Chatterbox seemed to have caught the fun, and kept asking non-stop. Tong Siqian turned to look for Jiang Muyan, but found that there was a chest block in front of him, and then his waist tightened.The familiar temperature instantly soothed her restless heart.

Jiang Muyan came to the bar when he saw a man appearing beside Tong Siqian, who seemed to be chatting up.

"Why are you here? Don't you think it's noisy?" Although Tong Siqian breathed a sigh of relief, she thought that he didn't like such a bad environment, let alone such noisy music.

Jiang Muyan glanced threateningly at the man standing next to Tong Siqian. He was wearing a flowered shirt and his short blond hair was bristled with hair cream. He looked down at Tong Siqian and curled his lips, "Thought you were calling me .”

Can you feel it like this, superpower?
"Mr. Jiang." Ruth knew that the man had recognized him the moment he passed by, and he smiled and stretched out his hand to say hello.

Jiang Muyan ignored his outstretched hand, and only nodded at him in response.

And Tong Siqian is even more confused, Jiang Muyan also knows him?So he tiptoed to his ear and lowered his voice: "Do you know each other?"

"I don't know." Jiang Muyan said lightly but with a chuckle, he took the two glasses of Bloody Mary from the bartender, handed one to Tong Siqian, and walked towards the corner with her in his arms.

Tong Siqian wanted to turn her head to look at the foreign man, but Jiang Muyan seemed to know that she would do this, and held her head at the same time.

Jiang Muyan kissed her on the temple, and said in a low voice, "You smell like that damn chef again."

chef?again?

Something flashed in his mind, and Tong Siqian suddenly remembered something: "Ah... that person is the hotel waiter?"

Before Jiang Muyan could respond, she immediately said in an innocent tone: "We just stood side by side, we did nothing, we never had any contact, why did he smell like him again." This man is probably a psychological cleanliness, right?
"You are questioning me." Jiang Muyan pursed his lips.

How dare Tong Siqian question him!He repeatedly retorted: "No, then I'll go to the bathroom to wash..."

Jiang Muyan raised his eyebrows, satisfied with her self-consciousness.

And Tong Siqian looked around, and it took a long time to find the place that marked the bathroom, put down the wine and went to the bathroom.

"Really..."

Back in the bar, Tong Siqian's mind "boomed", fuck it cute!Seeing that turbulent woman sitting next to Jiang Muyan, yet he still flirts with her!talk!very!joyous!

Feeling angry.

Bastard, you don’t have a cleanliness when you meet a woman, don’t you know that sex education in foreign countries has been opened up to the point where you can’t find a place in high school!

She walked this way furiously, and then stood in front of the two of them, with a gloomy face behind her back.

"Jim, what is this?"

Jiang Muyan didn't speak, but it was the foreign girl who spoke first.

Bastard, I have already told you all the foreign names of Kung Fu!The raging anger has burned to the chest, and it will soon be full...

"It's my wife."

Being overwhelmed by the six words, Tong Siqian smiled gently and generously, and greeted the woman in fluent English: "Hello, I am Jim's wife Fu Moqing."

Jiang Muyan frowned when he heard this.

The woman was a little surprised, she seemed to want to say something but was interrupted by Jiang Muyan, "Sit down, we are all acquaintances."

Tong Siqian sat down, her originally good mood turned cold because of the gradual conversation between the two.Bastard, you can understand these words and how to put them together, but don't you understand?It turned out that the two were still partners at work before?
Jiang Muyan noticed her gaze, and without looking at her, he raised his hand to rub the top of her hair, and continued talking to Nami.

"I want to go back." Tong Siqian pursed her lips, raised her hand and pulled Jiang Muyan's sleeve, her voice was neither high nor low, and was heard by both of them in the noisy bar.

"Are you tired?" Jiang Muyan looked at her, seeing a listless little face at the moment, then glanced at Nanami again, and was about to say goodbye.

"I'm going to dance!"

Looking forward to it, she drank the martini in one gulp, Nami stood up, and a dynamic piece of music sounded, she twisted her soft waist, hummed softly, and slid onto the dance floor.

"Put me down!" Tong Siqian was still wearing a tracksuit around her waist, and it was really uncomfortable being carried on her shoulders like this, not to mention that she was a little dizzy from shaking her head after drinking two drinks on the dance floor just now.

With his lips closed, Jiang Muyan carried her into the hotel like this, so frightened that the security guards stopped him, thinking that something had happened.

Tong Siqian glanced at the angry man, swallowed and explained, "Russ is just here to accompany the dance."

Jiang Muyan didn't speak, and after getting dressed, he dragged her to the splendid hotel lobby.Tong Siqian might as well be so ungentle, the floor tiles under her feet were slippery, and after a stagger, she managed to trot to keep up with him.

"Hey Jiang Muyan, you can't do this. I just allow the state officials to set fires and not allow the people to light lamps. I don't accept it." The closer the elevator gets to 24, Tong Siqian's heart becomes more disturbed, "I, I mean... ah!"

The man obviously couldn't bear her noise anymore, and carried her out of the elevator.

The door of the room was slammed shut, Jiang Muyan carried Tong Siqian directly into the bathroom and then put her down, "You wash it yourself."

The tone was taken for granted, and his expression revealed a look of disdain and condescension.

Tong Siqian looked at Jiang Muyan who didn't enter the door and stood outside the bathroom, swallowed guiltyly, looked at his hands, and wanted to say, "If I smell like someone else, wouldn't it be there when you hugged me?"

But looking at the man with a sullen handsome face, he was still sensible and didn't choose to open his mouth to pluck the tiger's whiskers at this time.

Even though she had lingered in the bathroom for more than half an hour, Tong Siqian was still a little apprehensive, wondering if Jiang Muyan had calmed down a little, and dared not come out now.But thinking about it, he was also wrong, how could he have a face full of "you touched my bottom line" expression?

Carefully opening the bathroom door, Tong Siqian poked his head out to take a look. There was no one in the bedroom, nor in the outer room.

Little by little, she moved out of the bathrobe, and lowered her voice, "Jiang Muyan, Jiang Muyan?"

"Go to the sofa."

Suddenly a voice came from behind, which made Tong Siqian jump in fright. When he turned his head, he saw Jiang Muyan was also wearing a bathrobe, and his hair was already half-dry, which had obviously been washed in advance.

Tong Siqian saw that although his complexion did not become more unpredictable, it did not ease down due to the passage of time, so she opened her mouth to explain, "Er... I, I just..."

Who knew that before he started to speak, he carried him directly and put him on the sofa.

Jiang Muyan really liked to lift her up like something, it made her stomach hurt!
Being thrown onto the sofa, Tong Siqian bounced on the soft sofa, dazed by the last aftershock, did she say something wrong just now?It seems not, he is depriving him of his right to speak, not even listening to the explanation so arbitrary?
It took a while for the buzzing head to recover, she immediately stood up, pointing at Jiang Muyan angrily and yelling at him: "Jiang Muyan, we are equal, you have no right to treat me like this!"

"Talk about equality?" Jiang Muyan sneered when he heard the words, pinched her chin, and clamped her hands with his backhand, leaned forward, and the two breathed each other...

"Who is your equal?"

"You alone..." Seeing the grief and anger flashing in her eyes, Jiang Muyan suddenly stopped talking, "Don't look at me like that."

Tong Siqian struggled, "Jiang Muyan bastard, let me go!"

"Of, of course! If I don't feed you, the meal will be ruined!" Tong Siqian coughed, only feeling that the man's powerful aura had tightly surrounded her, and she had nowhere to escape and was powerless to struggle .

"Then I have to accept you too."

She blushed, "Windows, curtains..."

"No one can see."

(End of this chapter)