Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

Fu Chiyan clearly saw that at that moment Jiang Qing's slender body became stiff, and the steps she had taken before also hesitated in place.

As he approached, the sound of his military boots hitting the wooden floor rang in Jiang Qing's ears. When Fu Chiyan was about to approach her from behind, he suddenly turned around.

The slender, jade-white hand was just between her and Fu Chiyan.

"What are you afraid of, my sister Jiang?"

"You act like this when facing Old Man Fu?"

Fu Chiyan smiled meaningfully, and stretched out his big hand to hold Jiang Qing's waist. The warmth of his palm came through the thin fabric, making Jiang Qing dodge to the side.

"Mr. Fu, don't be like this."

Jiang Qing pretended to be calm from beginning to end.

"Jiang Qing, don't forget that everything here is my inheritance. If I feel uncomfortable at all, you and your things will all be kicked out."

"To be precise, your things have also been inherited by me."

Fu Chiyan deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke, and the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became charming.

"Is this all you learned when you went abroad?" Jiang Qing raised his head and glared at Fu Chiyan, his cheeks finally showing a hint of color because of anger, "You lecher!"

Fu Chiyan's character is too stubborn, and Jiang Qing still has a long way to go before he can tame him.

At least now, Fu Chiyan's face suddenly changed after hearing the scolding, and he moved one step closer to Jiang Qing, ignoring her hand that was almost powerless against his chest.

As his Adam's apple rolled, a hand grabbed Jiang Qing's chin again and pressed her against the wooden railing of the corner stairs.

"Jiang Qing, don't use the same trick you used to confuse Fu Jizhong on me." He lowered his head, and his hot breath sprayed in front of Jiang Qing, and his thin lips brushed across her smooth face. "Just listen to me, I won't make things difficult for you."

The intimidating aura suddenly disappeared, and Jiang Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to raise her uninjured hand to slap Fu Chiyan, someone grabbed her other hand by the wrist and lifted it up.

"how did you make it?"

Fu Chiyan's voice became low and it was impossible to tell his emotion, but it was definitely not heartache.

"I was hurt accidentally. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Fu." Jiang Qing lowered his eyebrows and calmed down, as if he was a little afraid of him. "If Mr. Fu is okay, I will go up first. I still need to change the medicine."

Before Jiang Qing left, the doctor specifically reminded her that changing the dressings on knife wounds frequently would prevent scars, and his tone was full of regret.

"I'll help you."

Fu Chiyan stared into Jiang Qing's eyes as he said this, with a wicked smile on his face.

He stood up and turned his head to signal Yue Ze who was still standing in front of the prisoner. Yue Ze understood and quickly pulled up the prisoner who was lying on the ground and his life or death was unknown and took him out.

Yue Ze witnessed the whole process and couldn't help but be shocked. The atmosphere between Commander Fu and Miss Jiang was too weird!

He knew that Fu Chiyan had always had a grudge against Jiang Qing, but the way he looked just now didn't seem like an enemy...

Fu Chiyan forcefully pulled Jiang Qing to sit on the sofa, causing Jiang Qing's slender legs to show through the slit of her cheongsam.

He held Jiang Qing to prevent her from moving, and called the servant to organize the medicine that Jiang Qing brought home from the hospital and put it on the coffee table.

Fu Chiyan moved quickly and untied the bandage applied by the doctor in a few seconds, revealing the scarlet knife wound again.

But after taking medicine for a few hours, the condition now looks much better than when I was in the hospital.

Fu Chiyan frowned so slightly that it was almost invisible. The moment he saw the knife wound on Jiang Qing's palm, his heart felt as if someone was clutching it tightly.

Feel sorry for this woman?

He forced himself to suppress the pain. He would not feel sorry for a woman who was taken home by Fu Jizhong.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously increased the force with which he applied the medicine. Jiang Qing felt a little pain from the pressure and pulled his hand back to avoid Fu Chiyan's attempt to continue applying the medicine.

"pain...."

Fu Chiyan ignored her and grabbed her wrist to apply medicine. Two of his fingers fell on the warm jade bracelet.

Jiang Qing argued with him and refused to let him apply the medicine. "Mr. Fu, let me go. I'll do it myself."

"Don't move." Fu Chiyan's eyebrows finally frowned visibly, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I'll be gentle."

Fu Chiyan couldn't explain what was going on. It seemed that whenever he saw the wound on Jiang Qing's hand, his heart would be filled with pain.

So weird.

Jiang Qing had no choice but to soften her strength and let Fu Chiyan continue to apply the medicine to her.

Fu Chiyan's bandaging movements were very skillful and neat, even as good as those of a doctor. After he finished in a few moves, he stood up a little irritably and looked at Jiang Qing deeply.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu."

Jiang Qing sat on the sofa without looking up at him, but lowered his eyes to look at the wound that had been re-bandaged.

This time, Fu Chiyan did not mock her. The sound of military boots stepping on the wooden floor was clear and gradually faded away.

Fortunately, Fu Chiyan never came back after he left, and Jiang Qing spent two days in peace.

On the third day, Fu Chiyan returned to the Fu residence in a rage. No one dared to offend him. The servants all ran to Jiang Qing, who was reading in the courtyard, and waited for him as if asking for help.

"what happened?"

Jiang Qing gently closed the yellowed pages of the book and asked softly.

"Madam, Master Fu is back."

Hearing this, Jiang Qing nodded, put her slender right hand on the edge of the table and stood up.

The shoes with medium and thin heels made a sound as they left the courtyard. Jiang Qing changed into slippers before going upstairs to Fu Chiyan's study.

The door was ajar, perhaps because they thought no one would dare to approach here.

"Commander, who are those foreign invaders looking for? They are threatening us... We still have to think carefully."

"During this period of time, let the soldiers under your command train according to actual combat."

"Yes, Commander! We are not going to agree to help them..."

"Just pretend first."

Jiang Qing was stunned by what he heard and accidentally got too close, causing the half-open door to move slightly.

"Who?"

The wooden door was suddenly opened by Yue Ze, and Jiang Qing raised his hand as if to knock on the door at that moment.

"Ms. Jiang? What can I do for you?"

After being carefully cared for for a few days, Jiang Qing's spirits improved a lot, and his lips, which had originally been pale, became rosy.

Her smile is as sweet as water.

"I'm looking for Master Fu, is that convenient?"

Yue Ze looked back at Fu Chiyan, and only when he saw him nod did he step back to make room for Jiang Qing to come in.

Fu Chiyan's study was not the one Fu Jizhong used during his lifetime. He did not like the four treasures of the study as much as Fu Jizhong.

The room was filled with bookshelves made of dark, precious wood, carved with delicate patterns, and filled with books written in foreign languages.

There is an orchid in the corner, and next to it is a matte gold gramophone. There is a thick carpet on the floor, which blends the styles of different countries very well.

Yue Ze stood at the door and thought for two seconds. Then he saluted Fu Chiyan and left immediately, closing the door of the study.

Yue Ze felt that this must be one of the best choices he had made in his career!

"——Miss Jiang is looking for me, what's the matter?"

This was the first time Jiang Qing saw Fu Chiyan take off his military uniform.

Fu Chiyan was wearing a white cotton shirt with three buttons on the collar unbuttoned and his sleeves folded to his elbows. His bulging muscles were clearly visible on his bronze skin, with a few blue veins bulging out, all of which showed his wildness.

Seeing Jiang Qing come in, he leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and rested his bony hands on the armrests casually on his forehead, with his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Young Master Fu."

"Mr. Fu, can you help me get some medicine?"

Jiang Qing sat sideways on the chair next to the tea table. From Fu Chiyan's perspective, he could see her exquisite figure clearly.

His Adam's apple rolled subconsciously, but Fu Chiyan himself didn't even notice it.

"how?"

"Last night I accidentally threw away the medicine I got from the hospital a few days ago. Western medicine is under strict control now, so it's not easy to go to the hospital anymore."

Jiang Qing then turned her head to look at him. Although the two of them were clearly separated by more than a desk, Fu Chiyan felt that he could clearly see the uneasiness in Jiang Qing's eyes.

It seemed like it took a lot of courage for her to walk in here, into his territory, and ask him for help.

Fu Chiyan suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure in his heart.

"I told Miss Jiang that day, show your worth, you won't forget it, right?"

His thin lips once again raised up into an evil smile, as if in deliberate provocation.

Jiang Qing lowered her eyes and stopped looking at him. Fu Chiyan felt inexplicably amused. He put away his stance, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked closer to Jiang Qing, leaning down beside her.

"What will my good sister do to prove her worth?"

For the first time, Fu Chiyan's unique minty scent invaded Jiang Qing's surroundings so clearly.