Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

"Ahem...Sis, I don't see what's good about him."

Li Qianxue originally wanted to find someone to help Qi Ziyi out and let him go home first, but he refused to do so and said that he could just sit down and take it easy. Li Qianxue had no choice but to obey him.

Qi Ziyi didn't wait for Li Qianxue's response, he just watched her get hot water from the waiter and hand it to him.

In fact, the business between the Li family and Mo Yan had always been negotiated by Li Songqing, but Li Songqing couldn't come today, so Mo Yan handed over two more invitations. When Qi Ziyi saw them, he wanted to follow.

He just wanted to see what kind of man Li Qianxue said liked to talk about love.

After Li Qianxue handed him the water, she sat there in silence without refutation. She looked from afar at Mo Yan, who looked dazzling under the light.

He suddenly realized that what Li Qianxue said might be more appropriately described as love, which was real and could not be faked at all. He had never seen Li Qianxue and Mo Yan's expressions when they stood together before. This sister who had been kind to him since childhood, taking care of him and obeying him in everything, looked like this when facing the person she liked.

He lowered his head to look at the hot water in his hand. The light reflected in the water and then onto the wrist of the hand holding the water, where there was a bruise left by having his blood drawn two days ago.

"feel better now?"

Li Qianxue withdrew her gaze and looked at him, with a hint of helplessness on her delicate face.

Qi Ziyi nodded, but he didn't dare to look into Li Qianxue's eyes. He thought of the silent confrontation with Mo Yan just now, and for a moment he felt it was not worth it for his sister.

Li Qianxue grabbed his hand to feel his body temperature, and it felt a chill.

Some people saw Li Qianxue sitting in the corner instead of going out to socialize and wanted to go up and say hello. The Li family is one of the best in the city, not to mention that Li Qianxue's appearance and talent are among the best in the circle. She has a good family background and appearance, not to mention that all the Li family's assets will most likely belong to her in the future.

When Li Qianxue appeared in front of Mo Yan, Jiang Qing saw her as soon as he turned his head.

Xiao Qi just told her that Qi Ziyi was also half a madman in the original world line. He suddenly showed up at a drinking party just like today, saying that he was accompanying Li Qianxue for a social event. In the end, he beat a rich second-generation who had touched Li Qianxue during the party half to death, and his second half of life would be ruined.

After the fight, he was admitted to the hospital, almost unable to breathe in or out. If you didn’t know, you would think that he was bullied by a rich second-generation kid.

As Jiang Qing was listening, she saw Mo Yan coming over and waving for her to come over. It was almost nine o'clock, and a waiter brought in the cake and waited for the birthday boy to cut it.

She walked over, and Mo Yan took her hand in front of everyone, with a smile in his peach blossom eyes, "Let Qingqing cut the cake, don't children like these nowadays."

Those who don’t know would think that Jiang Qing is just eight years old this year and is still at the age of childishness.

Almost all of her peers in the Jiang family went abroad to study, and she was the only one who insisted on taking the college entrance examination and staying in China to study. Therefore, she was almost the youngest member of the Jiang family at the entire banquet.

Jiang Qing did not refuse. He took the knife and cut the cake neatly, dividing it into several pieces symbolically.

When handing it to Mo Yan, Jiang Qing looked at him. The gorgeous crystal chandelier behind him reflected light onto him, and there was an invisible burning sensation in his eyes.

Jiang Qing felt as if he was burned by this heat and his heart began to palpitate.

She took the cake and sat down with Grandpa Jiang, eating in small bites. A young man approached. He had a tall figure and looked gentle as jade, but with some youthful spirit.

"Grandpa Jiang, Miss Jiang Qing."

Jiang Qing looked up when he heard that, and heard Grandpa Jiang say, "Zheng Yuan? You've come just in time." Grandpa Jiang patted Jiang Qing gently, "This is Zheng Yuan, the grandson of Grandpa's good friend."

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but you have become more mature and stable."

The Zheng family is involved in politics. Since Grandpa Jiang stepped down from the group, the interactions with the Jiang family have not been as intense as before. Zheng Yuan also went abroad to study in high school. Now he is just a senior and it is a good opportunity for him to come back to work on the project.

Jiang Qing nodded, "Hello, I'm Jiang Qing."

"I know. We met when we were kids." Zheng Yuan showed his two canine teeth when he smiled, and he looked very honest. "But you probably don't remember it. You were very young at that time."

He gestured slightly with his hands, causing Grandpa Jiang to laugh softly.

"Qingqing, you two can chat for a while while Grandpa goes to see your aunt."

Grandpa Jiang stood up and left, leaving Jiang Qing and Zheng Yuan sitting and looking at each other.

"Ms. Jiang Qing is preparing for her freshman year?"

"Well, you can call me Jiang Qing."

"Okay, Jiang Qing."

The young man did not hide his admiration for Jiang Qing at all.

"You can participate in more activities in your freshman and sophomore years, which is very interesting."

Jiang Qing just smiled and nodded when she heard that. She didn't know how to respond. "If there is, I will."

She saw someone walking up to the second floor from the corner of her eye, and turned to look at Zheng Yuan, "I want to go upstairs and rest for a while, I'm a little tired."

Zheng Yuan had no choice but to stand up with Jiang Qing. Before Jiang Qing left, he asked Jiang Qing for his contact information.

Jiang Qing walked upstairs. She had just drunk a little wine for the first time and felt a little hot all over.

The room that Mo Yan prepared for the Jiang family was on the third floor. She found an empty room and went in. Just as she was about to close the door, she saw Mo Yan following her quietly, right behind her. Because Jiang Qing's five senses were dulled due to drinking, she didn't notice him.

"Uncle?"

"Qingqing."

Mo Yan followed Jiang Qing into the room and closed the door gently.

"Qingqing, which one do you like that grandpa introduced to you tonight?"

Jiang Qing was stunned. For a moment she didn't understand who Mo Yan was asking about.

"Everything seems to be fine."

"What about Zheng Yuan? I saw that you exchanged contact information, right?" His voice was hoarse, and he approached Jiang Qing step by step. "You only left him your contact information, why?"

"He asked me for it, so I gave it to him."

Jiang Qing sat on the sofa in the room and looked at Mo Yan with confused eyes.

"So Qingqing likes him the most?"

"He's pretty good." Jiang Qing thought about it seriously, "He's a very good person and he gave me advice."

"but..."

Before she could finish her words, Mo Yan came close to her, his hot body temperature made her feel even hotter. At this moment, the madness in his eyes was no longer hidden. He grabbed her shoulders with trembling hands and pressed her into the corner of the sofa.

"How do you feel about him, Qingqing?"

“He’s a very nice guy.”

"What about me?" Mo Yan's tone was stubborn and gloomy, yet also somewhat fragile and pitiful.

Jiang Qing blinked and her hand touched his face uncontrollably. It was cool and made her hot palms feel comfortable.

"My uncle is also a very good person."

Mo Yan's breathing became heavier, and his voice became hoarse, "Are he and I the same?"

He should have thought of it earlier. In Jiang Qing's eyes, there should be no difference between him and other people.

"That's definitely different."

"I have to look after my uncle..."

Jiang Qing's mind began to become confused, and his eyes were a little blurry, "Seeing my uncle live a long life..."

Mo Yan paused as he was about to touch her earlobe, "...Why?"

Only then did he realize that Jiang Qing's face was flushed abnormally. He turned his head and let his lips brush against the corner of Jiang Qing's eye.

The faint smell of red wine lingered at the tip of Mo Yan's nose.

He curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, then stepped away from Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing's hand that was originally placed on his face slipped away.

"My dear, what is this?"

Mo Yan stretched out his index finger and waved it at Jiang Qing's face.

"It's my uncle's hand."

"Do you hate your uncle?"

"Not annoying..."

"Do you like it?"

Jiang Qing suddenly stopped talking, and Mo Yan's eyes became dark again.

Forget it.

He smiled bitterly and decided to be tougher in that case.

He reached out to hold Jiang Qing's chin and was about to move forward, but Jiang Qing grabbed his hand.

At this time, only a few spotlights were on in the room, and the lighting was actually a little dim, but Jiang Qing's watery almond eyes seemed to be shining.

"I don't know...what is love..."

"But my uncle likes me."

Jiang Qing smiled lightly, as if she had thought of something, "Li Qianxue also likes my uncle."

"I don't want Li Qianxue to end up like Jiang Qing. I hope she can have a happy ending..."

Jiang Qing was completely intoxicated by the few sips of wine she drank. She had no idea what she was saying. Only Xiao Qi was listening with half an ear between her and Mo Yan, trembling with fear.

Why did Jiang Qing tell everything when he was drunk?

What do you mean you don't want Li Qianxue to be like Jiang Qing! Qingqing, wake up! You are the Jiang Qing of this world!

But Xiao Qi didn't dare to speak. The ambiguous atmosphere between Jiang Qing and Mo Yan made it want to escape, but Jiang Qing was drunk, so it could only listen secretly.

Its life is really rough...

"...Li Qianxue?"

This time it was Mo Yan who was confused, "What does Li Qianxue liking me have to do with you? Qingqing..."

Jiang Qing pulled Mo Yan's hand and slid it towards his heart. "I should like you, but I don't know what love is..."

Mo Yan was truly frozen in place, but his beautiful peach blossom eyes were flashing with a moving light at that moment.

Did he hear it right? Jiang Qing said she liked him?

"What about Zheng Yuan? Does Qingqing like Zheng Yuan?"

"..Who is Zheng Yuan?"

Drunk Jiang Qing only remembered some familiar people.

At this moment, Mo Yan seemed to have received the most precious gift in the world and suddenly smiled.

That smile was crazy, a little paranoid, and full of surprise, but more of shock.

He finally dared to move closer to Jiang Qing's lips without distraction, and then stopped at a distance.

"Qingqing, can I kiss you?"

Jiang Qing didn't say anything, but Mo Yan's hot breath and thick sandalwood scent sprayed around her.

The familiar breath made her feel inexplicably at ease. The next moment, she leaned forward gently and pressed her lips against the corner of Mo Yan's mouth.

At this moment, Mo Yan also remembered that the fragrance on Jiang Qing's body seemed to be the scent of a flower, but he could not remember the name of the flower.

He had no more scruples. He turned his head and pried open Jiang Qing's lips with some restraint, then attacked her.

After a long time, he let go of Jiang Qing. Jiang Qing's lips were red and swollen, and she was breathing lightly. The sound of her rapid heartbeat could be heard from her chest.

She stared at Mo Yan in front of her in a daze.

His face was still calm, but his ears were red as if blood was about to drip out. As they were kissing, the hand that had been on Mo Yan's shoulder just now moved up to touch his red earlobe.

Maybe this part was a little sensitive to Mo Yan, and he dodged it slightly, and then let Jiang Qing do it.

Jiang Qing hooked his earlobe a few times and wanted to let go of her hand, but before her hand could completely fall, Mo Yan hugged her in his arms and kissed her again.

"Qingqing, do you know what it means to touch someone's earlobe?"

Mo Yan's voice was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to tell what his original voice was.

Jiang Qing didn't want to talk, just shook his head.

"It means seduction." Mo Yan smiled, his peach blossom eyes looked even deeper and more attractive at this moment, and the light mole at the corner of his eye seemed to have become darker in color.

But in Mo Yan's eyes, no matter how beautiful the world was, it was not as beautiful as Jiang Qing's rosy cheeks and tearful almond eyes.

Just at this moment, the closed door was suddenly pushed open and a person walked in. It was Jiang Yun.

She came up to find Jiang Qing, but she didn't expect to see Mo Yan and Jiang Qing hugging each other intimately on the sofa.

She took a deep breath, her eyes and tone full of surprise, and asked: "What are you doing?!"