The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Jiang Mingyuan said that Cheng Huan was frightened when he was going to get the marriage certificate. The first reaction was to refuse. However, when he said that he was joking, she was relieved and felt a little disappointed.

Cheng Huan secretly sighed that she was really cheap. She took a deep breath and pressed down those strange feelings, put aside her face, and asked him when to leave.

"This is going." Jiang Mingyuan did not go to the company today, but was going to see a guest this afternoon. He had to leave early at about three o'clock.

"Then you are careful on the road." Cheng Huan got up and went to see him off.

The elevator stopped on the first floor. After waiting for it for a while, Jiang Mingyuan stood up against the beating numbers and suddenly turned around and asked, "How to arrange the few days for the New Year?"

"Huh?" Cheng Huan looked away from the screen of the phone, and then replied: "There is no special arrangement, it should be the same as before."

She didn't have any close friends here, and her original relatives only had one mother, but she had remarried for many years and the two had long since lost contact. Even if Cheng Huan wanted to see it, she couldn't find a place.

"Is that so?" Jiang Mingyuan curled his eyebrows, hesitated, and said, "I am going back to my hometown to worship my ancestors on New Year's Eve. I want to bring the stars back and let my father see."

"Is it far?"

"Two provinces apart."

Cheng Huan gave a cry, thought for a while, then nodded in agreement: "This is what it should be, you take it over."

"how about you?"

"Me? I'll be fine at home alone." Cheng Huan didn't care.

After the death of his grandfather in the previous life, Cheng Huan came to celebrate the New Year alone. He was used to this and didn't think there was anything.

"There is no one at home to celebrate the New Year." Jiang Mingyuan took a step to the side and walked out of the scope of the elevator. The elevator door that had been opening and closing finally closed completely. He walked to Cheng Huan's side and said something pleading: "It's better How about you come home with me?"

Cheng Huan was standing in the corner. Jiang Mingyuan stood in front of her, blocking almost all of her space. In front of her was the man's broad chest. Cheng Huan pressed against the wall and looked down at the lines on his suit: "I... Not convenient."

"There is no inconvenience, it just depends on whether you want it or not." Jiang Mingyuan stretched out his hand and put it on her shoulder until she reached her dead spot: "And the stars certainly don't want to be separated from you."

"I..." Cheng Huan was speechless, the hand on her shoulder exerted great pressure on him, she glanced sideways, her ears were reddish, and said to think about it.

"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan raised the corner of his lips, put his hand down and leaned close to her ear and said, "I am waiting for your good news."

The breath of the man's words hit his ears, making the temperature higher, and the blush spreading from the auricle to the neck, and there were signs of going to the face.

Cheng Huan felt that the piece of skin was about to burn. She tilted her head back, put her hand on the opponent's chest, and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "You are going to be late."

Jiang Mingyuan was pushed away, and he didn't feel angry. His eyes swept across the earlobe of the opponent, and his smile was deeper. He said hello, then pressed the elevator again, and when he got downstairs and got on the car, he beat Qi Shan A phone call, saying that he would be given a 10% year-end bonus.

Qi Shan, who has gone through two raises in a short period of time: "...thank you, boss."

...

Jiang's holiday began on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, which means that the annual meeting is the last day of work. The employees who have no worries are obviously more open, drinking more boldly than usual.

This kind of lively occasion basically doesn't talk about subordinates and subordinates. Even Jiang Mingyuan, who has always been very majestic, was toasted a lot of wine. There were too many employees to toast. He could drink enough, and he was already drunk by the end.

The drunk Jiang Mingyuan did not look any different from usual. His face did not turn red, his words were clear, his expression was normal, he would not even walk crookedly, and probably only familiar people could slow down the reaction from this person. In the focus of his eyes, he was found to be drunk.

Qi Shan and Jiang Mingyuan went in and out a lot of dinners. They were familiar with the boss's various reactions. Seeing him this way, he knew that it was no longer possible, so he blocked those who were still going to come to toast, and took the initiative to bring people back home.

There was a distance between the hotel where the annual meeting was held and the apartment, and it took more than 20 minutes to drive. When he reached the apartment downstairs, Jiang Mingyuan, who had looked as usual, had fallen on the back seat, and Ruan Cheng was in a puddle of mud.

Qi Shan and the driver got out of the car, and the two of them worked together to pull the person out. Jiang Mingyuan was awakened by the action, frowned and glanced sideways, stretched out his hand to push the person away, and stood by himself with the car.

"Boss, can you still go?"

The person being questioned did not respond. After the standing meeting, he took a step forward. He walked slowly but steadily. He looked like there was nothing wrong with him, but Qi Shan did not dare to leave him alone. He helped to follow up the elevator.

As soon as he entered the elevator, Jiang Mingyuan swiped his card and pressed the floor. He leaned against the elevator wall and closed his eyes to rest. The elevator walked quickly. After twenty seconds, he reached the place. Qi Shan called twice. He opened his eyes and took the elevator a step. Step out.

Qi Shan followed him out of the elevator and entered the door. After turning on the lights, he was busy to boil hot water for him to cook the hangover soup.

The cooked hangover soup was put on the coffee table, Qi Shan asked in a low voice: "Boss, do you want me to stay and take care of you?"

Jiang Mingyuan touched his forehead with his thumb, enduring waves of headaches, and shook his head after a long time: "No."

This was always the answer in the past, and Qi Shan was not surprised. He told him not to forget to drink the hangover soup, so he left home to leave.

The driver was still waiting downstairs, and when he got into the car and asked how the boss was, he started the car.

When the accelerator was stepped on, the car gradually left the apartment. Qi Shan looked at the apartment building that was going away, and suddenly found that a certain floor was still lit.

He gave an "um", suddenly thought of something, picked up the phone, found a call in the address book and dialed it.

...

Cheng Huan had just finished playing the game and was about to go to bed. The phone rang as soon as the phone was put down.

She glanced at the caller and answered the phone with some doubts: "Hello?"

"Hello, Miss Cheng, this is Qi Shan, do you remember?"

"Remember, what's the matter?" Cheng Huan's tone was a little worried. She knew that this person was Jiang Mingyuan's assistant. Now that she called, it might be that something happened to the other party, right?

"That's it." He started straight to the point: "The boss is drunk, and now he is alone at home. I would like to ask if it is convenient for you to go up and take care of him. It doesn't have to be too much trouble. Just watch him finish his sober soup."

"Okay." Cheng Huan only hesitated for a second before agreeing. She hung up the phone, got up and changed into clothes that can go out, and took the key upstairs.

When Cheng Huan came up, Jiang Mingyuan was still on the sofa. He raised his head and closed his eyes, deep furrows between his brows, looking uncomfortable.The hangover soup on the coffee table was restored to the original place without any trace of movement.

She walked over, touched the back of her hand against the wall of the bowl to try the temperature, the temperature was not hot, you can eat it.Cheng Huan walked to the person and pushed him with his hand: "Jiang Mingyuan?"

The man didn't respond at first, and after a while he barely opened his eyes and looked at her intently.

"Your assistant said you were drunk, let me take care of you." She moved closer: "You can drink the sober soup."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't respond, so he looked at her with determination, even blinking at a slower speed than usual. Cheng Huan waited for a long time without waiting for a response, but said it again, before turning around and bending over to prepare the sober soup.

A hand stretched out behind her back, wrapped her waist before she reached the bowl, and led her back.

Cheng Huan was taken into the arms of the person with a sigh of "Oh", and wanted to break free when he reacted. However, the opponent's arm circle was too tight to escape.

She tried twice without breaking the man's arm. The angry man slapped his arm: "Jiang Mingyuan, don't be a gangster."

"Yeah." The man responded in a low voice. There was no sign of loosening his arm. He leaned forward, put his chin on Cheng Huan's shoulder, and sighed, "Don't move."

He drank a lot of wine, and the breath was full of alcohol, but it didn’t smell very good. Cheng Huan frowned because of the smell, and he broke the hand on his waist harder. The result of breaking for a long time, it was that person. Ring the remaining arms.

"Jiang Mingyuan!" Cheng Huan whispered, "Are you pretending to be drunk?"

The man hummed again, still maintaining the same posture.

She just gave up her old strength and did not come out, and now she is not struggling anymore, her shoulders are pressed uncomfortably, and she stretches out her hand to push the man's face back, and the next second, the man comes over again.

Cheng Huan was anxious: "What do you want to do?"

She had prepared for the worst, thinking about how to respond if the other party had to force a relationship. However, the people behind him heard this and did not take any further action. He remained silent for a long time in his original posture. Then she said in her ear: "I want to marry you."

Cheng Huan: "..."

She has no idea whether this person is really drunk or pretending to be drunk. It stands to reason that if you pretend to be drunk, you shouldn't let this opportunity go, but if he is really drunk... Is that what he looks like when he is drunk?

Cheng Huan was suspicious and tempted. She tilted her head back, looked at his profile and asked, "What is the marriage for?"

After the words were spoken, she was surprised that there was some joy in it.

She coughed like a cover, and turned her face away, feeling that her previous refusal seemed unreasonable.However, the drunk person behind him didn't notice this abnormality at all. He frowned, pondered this question amid waves of pain in his head, and then replied: "You can be together forever by getting married."

"No." After he finished speaking, he retorted himself. An elegant figure appeared in his mind. His brows became deeper, his hands around Cheng Huan's waist tightened, his breathing became thicker, and he gritted his teeth and said: " Not even married."

There was a bit of pain in the voice.

Cheng Huan didn't know who had thought of him to say that, and she felt a little flustered for a while. She opened her mouth and said nothing for a while, and finally turned her face to silence.

She didn't speak, Jiang Mingyuan didn't speak, and kept the person in this posture.Cheng Huan sat for a long time, her legs were a little numb, she guessed if the person was asleep, and tried to earn money, and then she knew if it was not.

"Don't move." Jiang Mingyuan closed his arms, and the breath of the words hit her neck with amazing heat.

"Will you stay with me?" Cheng Huan heard him say, the man brought his face closer, his nose pressed against her chin, lips reflected on her neck, and the bass had a confusing smell: "Forever good or not?"

Listening to what he said, Cheng Huan couldn't produce any rejection in her heart. She was silent for a moment and said okay in a soft voice.

A lifetime is too long, she doesn't know if there will be any accidents in the future, but at this moment, she is indeed willing.