Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

Jiang Qing could feel that Mo Yan's body was completely stiff at that moment. After hearing Jiang Yun's voice, she came to her senses a little and her eyes became clearer.

She pushed Mo Yan with a small movement and moved a little distance away from his arms.

Mo Yan still had the leisure to rub Jiang Qing's head at this time. After sitting up, he blocked Jiang Qing on the sofa again, but his voice was a little hoarse, "It's just as you saw."

Jiang Yun's body trembled slightly, obviously she was angry.

"When did it start?" There was a growing anger in his voice, and there seemed to be a hint of noncommittal.

"It hasn't started yet." Jiang Qing had already sat up from the corner of the sofa, but Mo Yan was still standing in front of her.

He rubbed his brows and said, "Let's go out and talk, Xiaoyun."

"Qingqing is drunk."

Jiang Yun stood there in a stalemate for a while, but finally turned around and walked out.

Mo Yan turned around and looked at Jiang Qing, with a smile in his eyes, "I will be responsible for you, Qingqing."

Jiang Qing was actually still a little confused. She looked at Mo Yan in front of her, but in her mind she was listening to Xiao Qi explaining the current situation to her.

Mo Yan stood up, opened the door, and then closed it gently.

He and Jiang Yun stood in the corridor.

According to a normal scenario, Mo Yan should have a lighter in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth. He would wait for the smoke to clear before talking to Jiang Yun.

But there is nothing here. What is dry is not only the lack of objects, but also the atmosphere.

"As you can see, Jiang Qing was drunk and I kissed her."

"Snapped--"

For a moment, Mo Yan's head tilted to the right, and Jiang Yun raised her hand and slapped him.

"She is your niece! Your brother's daughter!" Because they were in the corridor, Jiang Yun was trying her best to control the volume of her voice, which sounded a little shrill.

Mo Yan poked the side of his face that was hit with the tip of his tongue and didn't respond for a moment.

Jiang Yun frowned. Yes, many things that had been ignored before suddenly became clear.

Why did Smith walk up to Jiang Qing and ask her if she was Miss Jiang, as if he had known her for a long time? Why did Mo Yan go back to work for Mo Yuanshan even though he clearly hated the Mo family...

Everything has traces, and only when the truth is revealed can it be discovered.

Seeing Mo Yan like this, it seemed like he felt guilty so he kept silent, but Jiang Yun still couldn't help but throw the small handbag she was carrying at the party at Mo Yan.

"Who do you want to piss off to death?"

Mo Yan turned around at this time, his brows were tightly knitted together, and there was some pain in his tone. He leaned against the wall and said, "What can I do? When she appeared in my nightmare for the umpteenth time, I knew there was nothing I could do."

Maybe because he was slapped, he smiled a little strangely, "No one can stop me, Xiaoyun, I just want Jiang Qing, if I don't have her, I can't sleep at night."

"There are countless nights when I close my eyes and all I see is her face. I don't know why. I must be crazy."

A rusty taste filled his mouth, and Mo Yan couldn't help but push the inside of his left cheek again.

Jiang Yun didn't know what to say. She knew about the nightmares Mo Yan had experienced. A few years after he went abroad, he started to suffer from insomnia and nightmares. He saw countless doctors but none of them could help him. He even tried metaphysics, but it was useless.

I didn't expect this to be related to Jiang Qing...

In a trance, Mo Yan seemed to see Jiang Qing's face with closed eyes in his dream again, which made him unable to help but move his jaw bones. The pain from the muscles made him wake up.

As long as Jiang Qing was standing in front of him alive, everything would be fine.

"You...Jiang Qing...Jiang Qing, are you willing?"

Mo Yan lowered his eyelids, "I do desire her, but no matter how beastly I am, I will never force her."

"Of course..." His eyes lingered with calmness, "I kissed her only after I knew she was willing."

The handbag hit Mo Yan again.

"okay!"

Jiang Yun took a deep breath and calmed down. "This matter is really too big. I won't take the initiative to tell Dad and the others, but you have to think it through and don't let Jiang Qing get hurt."

It can be said that Jiang Yun had just experienced an unprecedented struggle between her conscience and her own. She remembered how Grandpa Jiang's blood pressure had skyrocketed after Mo Yan was attacked last time, and finally decided to just let her own blood pressure rise for the time being.

Mo Yan thanked him with a smile. Perhaps it was because he had thick skin and flesh, although Jiang Yun's slap made his gums bleed, fortunately there were no finger marks on his face.

Jiang Yun closed her eyes again and again, finally suppressing the anger in her chest. She wanted to go back to the room to see Jiang Qing with an uneasy look on her face.

Mo Yan reached out to stop her, "She's drunk, let her rest."

Jiang Yun ruthlessly slapped his hand away.

Mo Yan, standing outside the door, couldn't help but look up at the sky. A smile suddenly appeared on his expressionless face, which seemed a little weird.

If you think about it carefully, his birthday is almost the same every year, but this year is different. This is the most perfect birthday he has ever had.

When Jiang Yun came in, Jiang Qing had just finished listening to Xiao Qi's analysis of the situation.

When she got drunk, things really got out of hand...she even blurted out some information about the world line.

She didn't expect that this body had such a poor alcohol tolerance and got drunk after drinking just a little.

"Qingqing."

Jiang Yun came over and sat next to her.

"aunt."

"Is my uncle okay?"

After hearing Jiang Qing's words, Jiang Yun felt that the anger that had originally subsided was burning again.

She couldn't help but ask seriously: "Qingqing, what do you think of little...Mo Yan?"

At this point, the cause and effect between her and Mo Yan can no longer be severed.

Jiang Qing could only combine the mission goal with the person he loved according to the original idea.

Jiang Qing sighed silently in her heart, "Aunt, my uncle likes me, and I think I like him too."

The next second Jiang Yun closed her eyes, and it was obvious that she was preparing herself mentally.

"Aunt...I believe Qingqing can have her own judgment. If Mo Yan forces you, you must tell Aunt, understand?"

Jiang Qing nodded obediently when he heard that, and his mind felt a little dizzy again.

Then she told Jiang Yun that she wanted to sleep for a while, so Jiang Yun had to leave.

There were still many guests downstairs who needed to be entertained, so she took some time to come up to find Jiang Qing. She didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

Jiang Yun didn't know how many times she had sighed today.

Mo Yan was still standing outside the room waiting.

"Is Qingqing asleep?"

Jiang Yun couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, and dragged him downstairs without answering.

After that day, Mo Yan seemed to have his Ren and Du meridians opened, and he would take Jiang Qing out every few days.

It just so happened that Jiang Qing's parents were about to return home after their honeymoon, so Mo Yan had an even more legitimate reason to ask Jiang Qing to go on a "date" with him.

Rather than a date, it was more like Jiang Qing accompanying Mo Yan to work overtime. Jiang Qing herself had very low expectations and desires for dates, so she later suggested that she just accompany Mo Yan to the company and sit for a while.

It has not been long since he returned to China, and many things in the company have not been sorted out yet. Mo Yan has been spending a lot of time in the company these days, so he would occasionally bring Jiang Qing to his side to watch over her.

He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't see Jiang Qing for a few days.

Although it didn't seem to be a big deal before, people are always like this. Once they get what they want, they will desire more.

But today, there seemed to be an uninvited guest in our time together.

Mo Yan was reviewing a very important plan when he suddenly heard Jiang Qing's phone ringing.

It was Zheng Yuan, who had exchanged contact information at Mo Yan’s birthday party.

"Jiang Qing? I'm Zheng Yuan."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"I happened to go visit Grandpa Jiang with my father today, and he asked me to bring you some newly blooming flowers he had planted."

A nearly perfect reason. It goes without saying that Grandpa Jiang deliberately asked him to give the flowers to Jiang Qing in order to bring Jiang Qing and Zheng Yuan together.

Even because the flowers were planted by Grandpa Jiang himself, Jiang Qing couldn't refuse at all.

Jiang Qing raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Yan. He was still looking at the plan, but the page number had not changed.

She lowered her head again and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "I'm outside, so it might not be convenient."

"It's okay, I can send it to you."

"Ok."

Jiang Qing didn't refuse anymore. After sending the address of Mo Yan's company to Zheng Yuan, he hung up the phone.

Mo Yan, who was originally working hard, dropped his pen and moved closer to Jiang Qing.

"Qingqing, are you going to meet someone else?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and it was obvious that he was holding back.