The domineering president meets her

The moonlit night on Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years was very bright, but for some reason it was covered with dark clouds tonight.

The dewy evening breeze felt a bit biting on her face. It blew up a few yellow fallen leaves, which scratched Su Yin's delicate and white ankles.

She couldn't help shivering and pulled her shawl closer.

If Liu Meifeng hadn't called my father and said that she would not cooperate, I would not have obeyed her orders and worn this dress that was almost naked. Fortunately, after my strong request, she was willing to let me put on a shawl.

Liu Meifeng supervised her dressing and makeup throughout the whole process. Later, seeing that she was dawdling and deliberately delaying time, she simply called a makeup artist for help.

"Don't you see the girls around you who are your age? They are married to rich men, wearing mink and gold, so noble. ..."

Without waiting for her to finish, Su Yin directly said, "You are not my mother, you are my father's bedmate, what do you have to do with it?"

Liu Meifeng pointed at her angrily and said, "Your wings and beak have hardened when you go out to work."

He urged and scolded Su Yin all the way to the restaurant where the other party had arranged to have dinner.

Su Yin subconsciously glanced at the surroundings. It was pitch black and she felt panicky for no reason. She instinctively didn't want to go in.

"Don't waste time. I'm telling you, don't try to play tricks on me. I'm doing this for your own good." As she said this, she winked at the two men beside her.

Just like that, Su Yin, "accompanied" by two men, entered the agreed box.

"Oh, Mrs. Su, you are here at last." A middle-aged woman with thick lips and a huge butt came towards him. She had a pair of drooping eyebrows and her calculating eyes were moving around.

Although she was dressed elegantly, her face could not hide the sinister and cunning look.

Liu Meifeng greeted them with a flattering smile: "Mrs. Jing, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. We were stuck in traffic on the way and were delayed for a while."

The two women exchanged a few pleasantries and complimented each other before sitting down.

When Mrs. Jing glanced at Su Yin, a flash of surprise and brilliance flashed in her eyes.

She waved happily at Su Yin: "You are Brother Qiang's daughter Su Yin, right? Come and sit next to me."

Seeing that Su Yin didn't move and wasn't angry, he walked straight to Su Yin with a smile and took her hand in a familiar manner: "A tiger father will have a dog daughter. The daughter raised by Brother Qiang must be excellent. This Shui Lingling is really beautiful."

Hearing Mrs. Jing, who was always harsh and taciturn to her, praising her wins and losses, Liu Meifeng, who had a sullen face, suddenly came up with an idea.

Time passed by minute by minute, and she sat stiffly on the sofa, feeling very uncomfortable, not daring to move, because she was afraid that the clothes would tear if she moved.

Su Yin felt very uncomfortable as she felt that Mrs. Jing was looking at her all over as if she were a commodity. She instinctively wanted to pull her hand away, but she was holding her hand too tightly.

"Ms. Su is about the same age as my son. Her looks and figure are a good match for my son. You two should be able to get along well soon."

"Son, come over here and say hello."

Su Yin looked up and found that there was a person sitting opposite the round table. His bangs almost covered half of his face. Only one ear had a mace-shaped earring. He held a mobile phone in both hands, and his fingers were pressing the screen quickly back and forth to play a game. There were dark and blue tattoos on his neck and wrists that were not covered by his clothes.

When the other party heard Mrs. Jing's voice, he lazily raised his head and muttered disdainfully: "Tsk, what's so good about it?"

But when I glanced sideways, I saw Su Yin.

He immediately dropped his phone as if he had lost his soul, and stood up in a panic; he stretched out his hand across the table and said, "Hello, Miss Su. My name is Jing An, you can just call me Xiao Jing."

The other person smiled and stretched out his hand. His sleeves rose up, revealing a clearly visible black snake tattoo with red tongues spitting out of it on his wrist.

Su Yin has been afraid of snakes since she was a child, and she has an even worse impression of people with tattoos. She sat still, frowned slightly, and politely replied, "Hello, my name is Su Yin."

"Which groan?"

"The long song sings the pine wind, and the song ends with the sparse singing of the river stars."

"Oh, Miss Su is different because she is well-educated. She speaks in a very elegant way." Seeing that the other party did not respond to his handshake, Jing An did not mind and walked over to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Looking at her pink ear tips, I couldn't help but want to pinch them: "Miss Su, your name really lives up to your name. Not only is your name nice, you are even more beautiful."

Su Yin wanted to get up and sit further away, but Liu Meifeng saw through her thoughts and pressed her down on the seat, holding her shoulders to prevent her from getting up. She smiled calculatingly and said, "You young people have something to talk about, so sit closer."

Jing An took good care of Su Yin, picking up food and serving soup for her, and taking care of her in every possible way.

Sometimes he asked her what she wanted to eat, and sometimes he asked her whether the dishes were to her liking and whether she wanted more dishes.

Looking at her attentive son, Mrs. Jing smiled from ear to ear.

Su Yin was worried, thinking about how to refuse and how to explain that she had no intention of dating.

Mrs. Jing put down her napkin and said, "Son, Mrs. Su and I have an appointment to play mahjong. You can take Miss Su home later."

Liu Meifeng was very considerate: "Su Yin, after dinner, let Mr. Jing take you there." After saying that, she completely ignored Su Yin's expression as she opened her mouth to say something.

"No problem." Jing An agreed immediately, leaned back, and put his hand on the back of the chair behind Su Yin.

As soon as Liu Meifeng and the others left, Su Yin immediately stood up and dodged the hand that Jing An extended to her. She said to him apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jing. This is the end of my meeting with you today."

Jing An was not stupid either, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"

"My father arranged the meeting with you today without my consent."

Jing An looked up at her. Just the sound of her voice made his ears feel numb.

He had been involved in numerous affairs of beauty, and based on his experience he felt that if he could get this woman into bed, it would be truly a delight.

The reason why he had such a dirty idea was because he just received a text message from his mother: "Mrs. Su said that if you are willing, you can arrange the wedding as soon as possible. From now on, you can do whatever you want as long as you are willing."

"Is that so? No wonder you looked so absent-minded. It turns out you were forced to come here." Jing An stood up slowly, leaned sideways towards the dining table, and smiled sensibly: "It's okay. I was forced to come here just like you."

Su Yin didn't expect the other party to be so easy to talk to. She felt that she had judged him by his appearance before. Looking at his black tattoo, she felt that he was the kind of cynical young man.

Su Yin was about to apologize again when she saw Jing An shaking the car keys in his hand.

"No matter what, you have to let me take you home, right? It's late at night, and you're a girl going home alone. What will others say about me? If the news gets out, how can I still save face?"

Su Yin thought about it, and finally nodded and gave his home address.