Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

Jiang Yan was silent from the time he got in the car at Mo's house to the time he returned to the villa. In the car, he crossed his legs, clasped his hands together, and kept his eyes closed without opening them.

Jiang Qing felt strange. She didn't think Mo Yuanshan had the ability to make Jiang Yan so unhappy with him.

But Jiang Yan seemed to refuse to communicate, like a frozen iceberg, and his behavior was full of indifference and coldness.

It wasn't until they had dinner that he started to feel better.

He took Jiang Qing to the greenhouse garden in the backyard of the villa, pulled out a chair for her and motioned for her to sit down. Jiang Qing did everything he asked.

Jiang Yan knelt down on one knee in front of her. The coldness from earlier had completely melted away, leaving only a gentle warmth.

His gaze was gentle, and a hint of nervousness flashed in his peach blossom eyes: "Qingqing." He paused, as if the words he had thought about were not so easy to blurt out.

"I heard what you and Mo Yuanshan said today."

"That day you asked me why I returned to the Mo family. I could have made up countless reasons, either to deceive you or to put you off, but I couldn't do it.

I can't even look you in the eye."

Having said that, Jiang Yan raised his hand and touched the corner of Jiang Qing's eyes. His voice became tense and his hands trembled slightly.

"In fact, there is only one real reason - for you.

Only when I return to the Mo family will I be qualified to stand in front of you and love you justifiably. "

Jiang Yan's eyes were filled with brokenness at this moment. He didn't know whether Jiang Qing would accept him, but he still told everything as he wished.

The moment he opened the door today, he felt heartbroken when he saw the light flashing in Jiang Qing's eyes when she found out it was him.

Yes, it was within Jiang Yan's expectations that Mo Yuanshan would ask Jiang Qing to leave and show up today.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the attack would cause Jiang Qing to stay with him.

Since Jiang Qing came by herself, he would not let her go. He wanted to lock Jiang Qing up tightly.

But the look Jiang Qing gave him today made him regret a little. He regretted using Mo Yuanshan to test Jiang Qing, and regretted not being able to design a better plan and causing Jiang Qing to be frightened for nothing.

So he kept being hard on himself in the car, and couldn't reflect on himself, so he decided to let Jiang Qing know everything.

But Jiang Qing just reached out and gently pulled away the hand on her cheek, and the last bit of light in Jiang Yan's eyes disappeared.

"So why was my uncle angry this afternoon?"

Jiang Yan was stunned. He didn't expect Jiang Qing to ask such an irrelevant question.

Jiang Qing noticed that Jiang Yan didn't dare to look at her, so she grabbed his hand that was resting on the armrest of the chair after it was pulled away, and used a little force to signal him to look up.

In fact, she understood a little bit of what Jiang Yan said just now, but she could only understand a little bit of the many emotional things.

For no reason, Li Qianxue's face flashed quickly in her mind, making her purse her lips subconsciously.

"Of course... because of Qingqing."

"I'm sorry, Qingqing, I made you suffer today."

Jiang Qing then smiled without any emotion and said, "I don't feel wronged. Moyuan Mountain is quite interesting."

"Did you understand what I just said?"

Jiang Qing turned her gaze towards him with a faint expression, "Uncle, I know you may have some..." She seemed to be thinking about the words, "different feelings for me, but I still hope we can be like before."

"That would be nice."

It's not that she hadn't thought about agreeing to Jiang Yan and being with him. This would not conflict with her mission in this world.

But the moment she wanted to agree, she thought of Li Qianxue.

Very similar to Jiang Qing in the original world line, isn't it?

They are all in love but cannot get it. In the endless wait, they watch the people they like, or even the people they love, getting farther and farther away from them.

Jiang Yan did not speak for a long time. His hand, which was held by Jiang Qing, unconsciously exerted force, squeezing Jiang Qing's hand so tightly that it hurt a little, but Jiang Qing did not say anything.

"It's okay..." He raised the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but he looked a little sick because he was suppressing his emotions.

it's OK.

Hadn't he already thought about how to make Jiang Qing go with him if she refused, and even made the worst-case plan to keep her locked up by his side forever?

Anyway, Jiang Qing is with him now and can't run away.

But why does my heart still feel like it's being torn apart?

Jiang Yan's usually gentle and peaceful eyes lost focus. He slowly stood up, let go of Jiang Qing's hand, closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, he had returned to his normal appearance.

Elegant and gentle, as always.

He did not touch Jiang Qing again. When his eyes met Jiang Qing's hand which turned red from his holding, he felt a flash of heartache, but he suppressed it.

"It's late. Go back and have a good rest, Qingqing."

Jiang Qing nodded, left the chair and walked past him.

The next moment, someone hit Jiang Qing on the back of his neck and he fainted.

As her body went limp, Jiang Yan behind her gently caught it. He used his strength skillfully, not letting Jiang Qing feel much pain, yet making her fall into a coma.

Half of his face was exposed in the dim light and half was hidden in the darkness. His expression was reluctant but also showed his obsession with the person in front of him, and his voice was low and hoarse.

"My dear, I will never let you go again."

Jiang Yan hugged her and then wrapped his arms around her legs, carrying her back to the villa.

Jiang Yan, who came out of the greenhouse garden, exuded a sense of depression.

He didn't like to invite too many people to his villa. Apart from the outer security, he only hired a Chinese aunt to live in the villa and occasionally help him with meals when he didn't have any dinner parties.

At this time, Aunt Wang was preparing ingredients for tomorrow morning. She was stunned when she saw Jiang Yan carrying Jiang Qing in.

"I haven't asked Miss Jiang Qing what she wants to eat tomorrow morning."

Jiang Yan paused, "Let's have millet porridge, it's lighter."

Aunt Wang agreed, and Jiang Yan carried Jiang Qing upstairs.

After gently putting Jiang Qing down on the soft big bed, Jiang Yan sat beside her and gently stroked Jiang Qing's cheek as she fell into sleep.

He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became somewhat painful.

Those horrible nightmares invaded his mind like a tidal wave after Jiang Qing rejected him.

Every moment it hurts to breathe.

He bent down and stopped just a few centimeters away from Jiang Qing.

No.

His hands clutched the bed sheet tightly and again, and finally he moved away from Jiang Qing.

"It's okay if you don't agree, just...stay by my side."

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When Jiang Qing woke up the next day, he was still a little confused, and his memory stayed at the second before the dull pain in his neck.

[Ahhh, Qingqing, you're awake! Jiang Qing is crazy! He knocked you out and wanted to kiss you! Fortunately he didn't! Otherwise, I would have rushed out and beat him up!]

Jiang Qing sat up and said, "Is he... okay?"

[I don't know either, Qingqing. Why did the mission target go crazy all of a sudden...]

Xiao Qi was frantic on the spot. This was not written in the original world line information! It also did not say that Jiang Yan would go crazy because of Jiang Qing's rejection!

Just as Jiang Qing was about to get out of bed, she saw a pair of anklets around her ankles. She paused and thought for a moment before getting out of bed to wash.

Just as I came out of the bathroom, Jiang Yan came in with an elegant smile on his face, impeccable.

"Qingqing is awake? Aunt Wang cooked millet porridge."

Jiang Qing's eyes moved from his face to the bowl of porridge in his hand.

I also saw Jiang Yan lock the door behind him when he closed it.

She frowned barely audibly.

"Uncle, I want to go downstairs to eat."

"Let's eat here." Jiang Yan put his arm around her shoulders in a rare, forceful manner and led her into the room.

"It will be very dangerous when I return to the Mo family." He pulled out a gun from his waist and handed it to her with the muzzle facing him. "Do you know how to use it?"

Jiang Qing nodded, then shook his head.

She had learned shooting, but she had rarely used this type of pistol and was a little rusty with it.

So after Jiang Qing finished her breakfast, Jiang Yan came up from behind, took the gun and put it in her hand.

Teach her how to use the pistol again, step by step.

"I will, thank you, uncle."

Jiang Yan had been fine so far, but Jiang Qing felt that something was a little abnormal about him and couldn't help but move away from his arms.

Just like that, Jiang Yan's eyes jumped violently, and he immediately grabbed Jiang Qing to stop her from moving.

"Don't move, you still have a gun in your hand."

Then he let go of Jiang Qing, stood in front of her, held Jiang Qing's wrist and asked her to point the gun at him.

"If someone wants to hurt you, remember to aim at him and shoot."

Jiang Qing's hand holding the gun trembled, and the feeling that Jiang Yan was strange came back. She easily broke free from Jiang Yan's hand and moved the gun to the side.

"I know, uncle."

"Aren't you going to shoot?"

"I hurt you last night."

Jiang Qing frowned her beautiful eyebrows and looked at him in confusion.

"I knocked you out, held you, and wanted to kiss you."

"I'll put an anklet on you and won't let you go out."

"I..."

"I won't shoot my uncle." Jiang Qing interrupted him, "I always hope that my uncle can be healthy and safe."

Jiang Yan froze in place.

He admitted that he did it on purpose, deliberately letting Jiang Qing point the gun at him. He liked this kind of temptation, testing his weight in Jiang Qing's heart.

But my dear, why don’t you love me and wish me a long life?

He closed his eyes, asked Jiang Qing to put away the gun, and left in a hurry.

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