King Crazy Game

Jiang Zhiyan looked away and smiled, "I don't know, but it's a bit too much for you to tease each other in front of your former blind date."

Lin Zicheng squinted his peach blossom eyes and looked at him: "Young Master Jiang must have a sea at home."

"You're meddling too much." Shen Qingning continued Lin Zicheng's words and laughed, "You've been watching for so long, and now you come to help Miss Jiang, your purpose is too obvious."

Jiang Zhiyan was not angry because of his words. Instead, he looked at Shen Qingning with a smile.

Jiang Yunyun was not a simple, naive young lady. She saw the fight between the three people. She knew Shen Qingning's feelings for Lin Zicheng from the moment he came in. She was not the kind of girl who would cling to him. In her heart, if she couldn't have him, she would change him.

So like an outsider, she made a wise decision and left here quickly.

"A friend called me. You guys chat, I'll go over and take a look. Have fun." Jiang Yunyun smiled brightly and left.

"Miss Jiang doesn't care about it, I wonder what Young Master Jiang is still dissatisfied with?" Lin Zicheng stepped forward slightly and stood in front of Shen Qingning.

"I'm sorry. I was rude just now. I apologize." Jiang Zhiyan said and drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, apologizing sincerely.

To retreat in order to advance is what smart people do.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, we don't accept your apology."

Lin Zicheng smiled and took the wine from Shen Qingning's hand, and poured it on the ground along with his own wine.

Jiang Zhiyan still smiled and said apologetically, "It's right not to accept it. There is no law that says you have to accept an apology."

"Mr. Jiang, it's okay. My fiancée and I are leaving first."

Lin Zicheng emphasized the word "fiancée" as if he was deliberately pointing out the relationship between him and Shen Qingning.

Seeing this, Shen Qingning couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Every time he saw Lin Zicheng declare their relationship like this, he felt extremely happy.

The person in front of him completely belongs to him, Shen Qingning.

After the two left, Jiang Zhiyan threw the wine glass in his hand into the trash can, looked at the two people not far away, and laughed: "Jiang Tan said it was delicious, I thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems that it is really good."

Lin Zicheng and Shen Qingning left before the birthday party was over.

Because it was snowing, Lin Zicheng drove very slowly. Shen Qingning leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

"That Jiang Zhiyan just now was obviously coming for you. I didn't expect that the charm of Shen's wife was not enough to attract one Jiang Tan, and now here comes Jiang Zhiyan." Lin Zicheng's tone was mixed with an inexplicable sourness.

Shen Qingning enjoyed Lin Zicheng's jealousy and said lazily, "Now you know how good I am, Master Lin, please cherish me. If I can't serve you well one day, I will change you like changing clothes."

Lin Zicheng slammed on the brakes. Although the car was going slowly, Shen Qingning still leaned forward suddenly. He leaned back in his chair, turned his head and looked at Lin Zicheng and asked, "Master Lin, are you upset?"

"Hmm..." Lin Zicheng dragged out the last word and blinked his peach blossom eyes at Shen Qingning, "Qingning, you just said that changing people is like changing clothes? I am just a piece of clothing for Shen's wife?"

Shen Qingning sensed the overly gloomy gaze beneath his warm smile, and turned her head to look forward: "Master Lin is not a piece of clothing, but a cotton-padded jacket, a warm little cotton-padded jacket, the only one he has."

Lin Zicheng restarted the car, and the smile on his face became even weirder: "What does Shen Jiao's wife mean, there are other clothes? There are small cotton-padded jackets in winter, small shirts in spring, small short-sleeved shirts in summer, and small autumn clothes in autumn?"

Shen Qingning's body was a little stiff, as if a casual remark she had just made had caused Lin Zicheng to feel uneasy.

"Qingning, don't be nervous, I was just joking." Lin Zicheng stretched out his hand and pinched Shen Qingning's ears, which were red from nervousness. "Shen's lovely wife, you are with me almost 24 hours a day, so how can you have the chance to wear other clothes?"

Shen Qingning glared at him, grabbed his hand, and bit it hard: "If Young Master Lin had less bad taste, I wouldn't be so nervous."

"Qingning, I never worried that you would leave before, but just now you said that changing people is like changing clothes, and suddenly I feel scared." Lin Zicheng tightened his grip on the steering wheel, "I'm afraid that one day you will get tired of me, or one day someone better than me will appear, and maybe our relationship will become dull, and we will go our separate ways."

Shen Qingning looked at him in disbelief.

Lin Zicheng, who was aloof and cunning and hid his feelings deeply, actually said these words for the first time. Shen Qingning wanted to secretly take out his mobile phone and record it.

"After all, I'm not a good person. I wasn't very nice to you in the past. Even after we were together, it seemed that I always made you feel uncomfortable. I'm sorry." Lin Zicheng looked forward, but Shen Qingning could still clearly see that the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

Shen Qingning put her hand on Lin Zicheng's leg and slowly moved it up. After listening to Young Master Lin's heartfelt words, she was very happy: "Zicheng, if you believe me, then that day will never come. You are the one I have given my all to have. There is no such thing as separation here. Even if you want to separate, it's impossible."

Lin Zicheng was startled, and the smile in his eyes gradually deepened: "It seems that Shen's wife is not suitable for wearing clothes."

Shen Qingning smiled evilly and pinched his index and middle fingers slightly: "Then trouble Master Lin to keep me warm."

The temperature was particularly low tonight, so Young Master Lin used his own warmth to keep Shen Qingning warm.

Shen Qingning was afraid that Mr. Shen would arrange some messy party for him again, so he followed Lin Zicheng's example and took charge of his own company. Every time he entered the office and saw a thick stack of documents on the table, he had to admire Lin Zicheng's perseverance. He was flipping through the documents while drinking tea, and suddenly saw a project document about real estate. The other party's signature was very interesting, Jiang Zhiyan.

This person is somewhat similar to Lin Zicheng. He knows how to hide himself and yet can achieve his goals.

When he was discussing other project contracts with the financial director, his secretary suddenly informed him that someone was visiting.

Shen Qingning could only pause the discussion and go to the reception room.

As soon as the door to the reception room opened, Jiang Zhiyan's pleasant voice was heard: "Hello, Mr. Shen. I hope I didn't disturb you by visiting you."

Shen Qingning smiled and spoke hypocritically.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you want to talk to me about today?" Shen Qingning sat in front of Jiang Zhiyan, crossed his hands on the table, looking like he was negotiating.

"I wonder if Mr. Shen has read the project documents I handed over. Is he interested?" Jiang Zhiyan smiled politely and showed a serious attitude towards cooperation.

"Not really interested." Shen Qingning leaned back in his chair and refused decisively.

Jiang Zhiyan seemed to have expected this, and said with a little regret: "It's a pity that I don't have the opportunity to work with Mr. Shen."

"Jiang Zhiyan is 28 years old this year. He divorced at the age of 25 and has been keeping himself clean since the divorce. Now it seems that Mr. Jiang keeps himself clean because he has a special hobby."

Shen Qingning's phoenix eyes curved slightly, and she smiled calmly, "You may have misunderstood me. I don't like men. I only like Zicheng."