Quick Wear: Beautiful cannon fodder, she is always coveted by crazy critics

Jiang Zhiyue thought she must be hallucinating, but when she noticed the faint smile on Qin Beizhou's face, she suddenly understood.

So they are acting here.

Could it be that he knew Qin Yan would come back from another province today and was waiting for him here on purpose to cause the other party to misunderstand?

It's so tiring to deal with people like them. It's really not easy to be rich.

Jiang Zhiyue saw the two people confronting each other in mid-air, and was afraid that the invisible war would spread to her, so she put on her seat belt and prepared to get out of the car.

"Don't leave."

Qin Yan's voice was low and cold. When she thought of the man's particularly intimate "Yueyue", she felt jealous and angry.

If I call her like that, I guess she'll be eager to slap me again, right? !

So he said in front of Qin Beizhou: "Don't you understand what I'm saying? You can't control a person like him. He will play you to death."

"I have nothing to do with him. I'm not some brainless gold digger, and you don't need to worry about me."

Jiang Zhiyue's voice, as clear as spring water, seemed to extinguish the man's anger. He instantly calmed down and his light red lips moved slightly, "That's not what I meant."

After watching the show through the car window for a while, Qin Beizhou took advantage of the opportunity to open the car door for the girl, but she glared at him unhappily, "I have nothing to do with you. Once your wound is healed, leave quickly."

Catching the annoyance in his eyes that he had never shown before, Qin Beizhou took long steps to catch up with him. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Are you angry?"

"Is it important?" Jiang Zhiyue stopped and looked at the other party warily, "You have tried out the answer you want, so don't follow me anymore. I will not be of any use to you."

"I will never do anything to backstab someone for you."

The man's eyebrows twitched slightly, looking at the charming pair of brown fox eyes, his mood turned cold due to displeasure, and an inexplicable feeling grew and spread in his heart.

She seemed different.

*

Jiang Zhiyue retorted a few words to Qin Beizhou in annoyance, but when she entered her own hallway, she caught a glimpse of a porcelain plate on the dining table with a prepared ham sandwich on it.

Still two servings.

She pursed her lips uncomfortably.

Based on his original personality, is he the kind of person who would do such a thing?

Before I could think about it, my thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of my cell phone. It was an unfamiliar number from Beijing, so I picked up the phone in confusion, "Hello, how are you?"

Jiang Zhiyue was called to a high-end coffee shop. Although it was still open, there was no one inside and only soothing music was playing quietly.

I opened my phone to confirm my location, then I noticed the person sitting in the corner waiting for me, so I pulled out a stool and sat down opposite him.

"You are quite resourceful."

As soon as she came up, she heard the previous person's sarcastic voice. She touched her earlobe impatiently, "From what Miss Tang said on the phone, I thought she wanted to apologize for pushing someone, but she didn't expect that she was here to challenge me?"

An inescapable sense of superiority.

Tang Yu pursed her lips in frustration. The seven or eight-digit brands on her body supported her lofty self-esteem, and she couldn't even open her mouth to say a word of begging.

Why?

Seeing this, the girl pretended to yawn and was about to leave with her bag on her back. "It's late. Since Miss Tang hasn't made up her mind, let's talk about it another day."

"wait wait wait!!"

Tang Yu hurriedly stood up to stop the man. People who didn't know the truth thought she had suffered some kind of humiliation. "I was impulsive that day. I shouldn't have let the bodyguard push him into the lake."

"Can the Qin family show some mercy and let my father go? Otherwise, the Tang family's assets will be ruined."

Jiang Zhiyue suppressed the surprise in her eyes and guessed that Qin Yan would punish the Tang family for this matter, but she didn't expect that this man would take the blame directly. No wonder the other party had a tone of impatience on the phone.

But how can this matter be easily turned over?

She tilted her head, pretending not to understand, "Were you apologizing just now? You didn't mean it at all. How come I didn't hear it?"

Tang Yu had never spoken to anyone so humbly since she was born. Seeing that the other party was about to take advantage of her, she bit her lower lip tightly, her jaw muscles moving slightly with her teeth, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, sorry to whom?"

"The bodyguard pushed someone else, so I'm not the one who should apologize in person."

Tang Yu's face instantly turned cold, and she said unhappily, "Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Zhiyue pushed her long hair behind her ears and smiled innocently, "How dare you?"

*

Thinking that she would be able to watch a good show later, Jiang Zhiyue arrived at the villa half an hour early with great enthusiasm. When she passed by Qin Yan's room and walked towards the innermost storage room, she suddenly heard a "click".

Then the person was dragged in.

The scene flashed before her eyes, and in a second the girl let the man press her shoulders against the wall. She looked up and saw a faint bruise under his eyes.

"Will beating me make you feel better?"

"Ok?"

She was overwhelmed by the other party's unexpected words.

No, you really are a masochist, brother?

Qin Yan held the girl's hand and pressed it against the side of his face, feeling her palm struggling to free herself, and her distinct eyelashes drooped and were hidden in the shadows.

You don't even want to do this?

"I said something a little careless yesterday, but I definitely didn't mean to say that you're brainless or a gold digger. Please don't be angry, okay?"

The curtains in the master bedroom were not drawn, and only a dim light from outside the floor-to-ceiling window shone into the room. Qin Yan held her in his arms, his already low voice becoming hoarse, and his coaxing tone made Jiang Zhiyue's ears numb.

She shrank her shoulders to avoid the hot breath that kept spraying on her skin. Her fingertips touched something slightly cool. She looked down and saw that it was a new hair tie.

A huge six-sided diamond is half-embedded, which is several sizes larger than the ones on ordinary wedding rings.

"Do you like it?" The man stared at the girl with his dark eyes: "If you don't like it, there are other styles. I bought 366 of them, so I can wear a different one every day."

“This year is not a leap year.”

"Give me one you've worn."

Jiang Zhiyue couldn't help but chuckle, "Wearing a hairband on the wrist is a hobby among campus lovers. How old are you still learning this?"

However, Qin Yan is 22 years old this year. He is a senior student, but he finished his studies a year early. He is actually the same age as me who is working and studying.

"Don't be angry if you laugh, okay?"

Qin Yan's words were full of temptation, and his soft hair made him itch. "I saw Qin Beizhou standing outside the community waiting for you, and I got jealous."

"You're not my boyfriend, why are you jealous?"

The other person's back stiffened, and his expression was somewhat resentful. "Yes, it will be. Can't I be jealous for my future self?"

He bent his body and buried his head in the girl's neck, smelling the faint fragrance on her body, and the feeling of depression that lingered in his heart calmed down.

The muffled voice sounded like she was acting coquettishly, "Coo me a little, I didn't sleep all night last night."

Jiang Zhiyue was caught off guard by his show of weakness. Due to the established plot, she did not take any action. Then she heard him speak in a domineering tone.

"Jiang Zhiyue, coax me."

"..." As a maid, she has a lot of work to do.

"Then how do you want me to comfort you, young master?"

Hearing the girl's consent, Qin Yan looked up at her, his gaze wandering uncontrollably on her petal-like red lips, his dark eyes showing a bit of heat.

The hot fingertips pressed open Jiang Zhiyue's lips, "Open your mouth."

"kiss Me."