Wen Zhiyao lay weakly on the bed, with chapped lips and bloodshot eyes spilling from the gaps. Her tired eyes saw the water glass on the bedside table. There was half a glass of cold water left in it. She tried her best to reach for it, but pushed the water glass further away...

Jiang She's eyelids twitched slightly.

My heart was touched.

He took a cigarette out of the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, but he couldn't find a lighter anywhere.

Damn it, it must have been stolen by Wen Zhiyao.

Jiang She took his coat and left the office.

In the most obvious place on the desk, there is a lighter.

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Wen Zhiyao finally fell asleep at seven o'clock in the morning. She slept so deeply that she could not hear the noise outside at all.

At this moment, Jiang She made a phone call in the underground parking lot.

Inside the reflector, the man's thin lips opened slightly, "I'll give you three minutes to send the address of my secretary Wen Zhiyao."

Immediately, Jiang She hung up the phone, turned on the engine, and drove out of the parking lot.

Standing in front of the door, Jiang She raised his hand in the air and couldn't knock it down.

If Wen Zhiyao saw him and asked him why he came here, he would answer that it was for a lighter.

Will it be considered weird?

However, if he doesn't have a lighter, he won't be able to light a cigarette, and if he can't smoke, he won't be in the mood to work. If he can't work, he will definitely collapse a deal worth tens or hundreds of millions...

Therefore, this lighter is very important!

Jiang She raised his hand again, this time obviously a little tougher than before.

Dong dong dong...

After knocking several times, there was no response from Wen Zhiyao.

Jiang She's heart skipped a beat, and that weird scene flashed in his mind again. He didn't care too much, and took a few steps back. After a while, he kicked the door hard.

Bang!

The door was kicked open, and Jiang She hurriedly broke into the house, looking around for Wen Zhiyao's figure.

The bedroom door suddenly opened, and Wen Zhiyao revealed half of his head, looking confusedly at the living room until he spotted Jiang She appearing in the living room.

"Mr. Jiang? Why are you here?" Wen Zhiyao's eyes fell on the fallen door, and then looked at Jiang She. The result was self-evident. Wen Zhiyao was shocked, "Why did you kick me?"

Door?"

After Wen Zhiyao had a good sleep, his energy and blood had recovered a lot. Except for the faint dark circles under his eyes, he was in good condition.

Jiang She was embarrassed for a moment.

He really thought Wen Zhiyao had passed out in the room just now, so he didn't open the door for him.

Jiang She casually took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it to his mouth, then took it out again. He stared at Wen Zhiyao with his peach blossom eyes, the story flashing in his eyes, attracting people to interpret.

"My lighter was stolen by you. I can't smoke. Of course I have to come to you to pay for my lighter. Otherwise, my company may not be able to continue running." He raised the corners of his lips and revealed a mischievous smile.

Wen Zhiyao's head was filled with questions, how could a lighter be related to the company's collapse?

"Mr. Jiang, how can you say that your mismanagement is caused by me? You think too highly of me." Wen Zhiyao calmly threw this hot potato to Jiang She.

Jiang She always likes to hang out in bars and has contact with many women. If the company really has a problem in the future, Jiang She will definitely be responsible.

For Wen Zhiyao, the most is one less job.

Perhaps Jiang Jingyan would transfer her back to her original company, which would be a blessing in disguise.

Jiang She threw the cigarette into the trash can, stepped closer to Wen Zhiyao, and studied her expression.

He suddenly came closer, and Wen Zhiyao instinctively ducked back, his eyes widening due to nervousness.

Jiang She was amused by her appearance and deliberately made trouble, "I wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve my fatigue after work, but found that the lighter was gone and I couldn't smoke. I was in a bad mood. When I was in a bad mood, I couldn't continue working. I lost a lot of money.

If the price of the order is tens of millions or hundreds of millions, do you think it is because of you that the company cannot continue to operate? If you are not responsible, who will be? "

Jiang She's words sounded reasonable and well-founded at first, but after reading them carefully, I found that they were not as fart as those of a wild ass.

Wen Zhiyao secretly cursed in his heart that Jiang She was deliberately targeting her.

Wen Zhiyao rolled her eyes and her brain was working rapidly. She walked around from in front of Jiang She to behind her. Suddenly, a good idea came to her mind.

"Mr. Jiang suddenly kicked in the door. I was so frightened when I heard the banging on the door. It will cause irregular heartbeats and even heart attacks. If I am not sent to the hospital for rescue in time, and I die in the end, does that mean, Mr. Jiang, you

A murderer?"

Wen Zhiyao's eyes flashed cunningly, and he used Jiang She's logic to defeat him!

Jiang She turned around with a trace of panic on his face and nervousness hidden in his eyes. He wrapped his big hand around Wen Zhiyao's hand and scolded, "Don't curse yourself to death!"

Their eyes were facing each other, very close to each other, and their breaths seemed to be intertwined at this moment.

Wen Zhiyao was shocked by the sudden concern. Although she was scolded, her heart felt warm.

"I was joking with you, but I didn't expect you to take it seriously." Wen Zhiyao smiled, with bright eyes and white teeth, and his whole person exuded attractive charm.

Jiang She let go of his hand, sat casually on the chair, and looked around. The furniture was simple and the space was small.

It turns out that Wen Zhiyao has always lived in a place like this.

Jiang She frowned slightly, wondering why she was living in such a miserable life.

"What about the two hundred thousand I gave you before? Isn't it enough for you to rent a bigger house?" Jiang She asked back.

Wen Zhiyao lowered his head, his eyelashes fluttering, covering his eyes full of sadness.

The surroundings instantly became quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.

After a while, Wen Zhiyao gathered his mood and looked into Jiang She's eyes again.

She took the initiative to step forward, put a hand on Jiang She's shoulder, and then sat on his lap. Seeing that Jiang She did not refuse, Wen Zhiyao became bolder.

"Mr. Jiang, how about we discuss a deal?" Wen Zhiyao was beautiful and moving, and her already stunning face became even more charming and charming at this moment.

Jiang She was aroused and followed her words, "What kind of deal? Tell me and listen."

Wen Zhiyao took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, and Jiang She knew what kind of deal there would be.

But he wanted to hear Wen Zhiyao say it himself.

Wen Zhiyao hesitated for a moment, then raised her eyes, her eyes sparkling, she approached Jiang She's ear and said softly, "I want to be your lover."

The warm breath sprayed on Jiang She's ears, causing a tingling sensation, like a cat scratching.

Jiang She's eyes tightened, his big hands tightened around Wen Zhiyao's waist, and he deliberately carried him into his arms.

Their eyes met, Jiang She's eyes were full of what he wanted.

Wen Zhiyao put a finger on his lips to prevent him from suddenly kissing her forcefully.

She had to wait until Jiang She gave a definite answer before moving her finger.

Jiang She looked at the fingers on her lips, then he deliberately stepped forward and kissed her fingers.

"Really?"
Chapter completed!