The prince of Beijing circle is unattainable, and asks her to take responsibility at night

The two girls looked at the man who suddenly appeared and frowned, "You...you are also Professor Jiang's student? But why haven't I seen you before?"

Although Shang Yanjing was wearing a suit.

However, his face doesn't look too mature.

So, when the two girls saw Shang Yanjing, they thought that he was also Professor Jiang's student.

Shang Yanjing didn't say anything, but it was obvious to the naked eye that his face was terribly gloomy at this moment.

The two men looked at each other in confusion when they saw him leaving that way.

"Do you know this person?"

"I don't know him. Maybe he came here for some unknown reason. Look, there are quite a few people here today."

There are many students who know Professor Jiang.

However, very few people studied for their master's and doctoral degrees under him.

He has strict requirements for his students and is even obsessed with academic research. Every year, he publishes no less than ten SCI papers.

Because of his sharp perspectives in discussing academic topics, he quickly went from being unknown to being well-known in terms of his professional title.

Every year, many graduate students and doctoral students apply to study under him. They need to pass the national examination first, then the interview, and finally, his own individual examination, which requires a variety of assessments before they can be admitted.

Therefore, he would only accept one or two a year. If he couldn't find a suitable one, he would simply not accept it.

Professor Jiang has been teaching for many years, but he actually has very few students.

After the accident, the two of them were transferred to other teachers.

But as for Professor Jiang, she still regards him as the most beloved one in her heart.

"Look at that girl over there, doesn't she look like Zhizhi?"

Professor Jiang's daughter is a few years younger than them.

Both men met her once.

But they were always in a hurry, either showing their papers to the professor or visiting the professor at his home.

"You're dreaming in broad daylight! Sister Jiang Zhi didn't escape from the fire."

"Why didn't this good man get any good reward? Professor Jiang's family is so kind, how could they... encounter something like this?"

"Yes, things are unpredictable. I hope that their family of four can live happily over there."

……

Jiang Zhi lost interest in the subsequent exhibits, and Shang Yanjing was no longer seen upstairs in the elegant pavilion.

Jiang Zhi left early when the event was coming to an end.

The street light brushed against Jiang Zhi's long skirt.

Zhi——!

After walking a few steps, a car stopped in front of her.

The car window rolled down, and Qian Ze's face appeared.

"Ms. Jiang, get in the car!"

Through the car window, Jiang Zhi saw Shang Yanjing sitting behind her, staring at her face, as if thinking about something.

"No need." Jiang Zhi pulled up her skirt and turned to leave.

"Don't you want the painting anymore?" The man's voice slowly penetrated, his dark eyes growing deeper. He said coldly, "Come up and I'll give you the painting."

Jiang Zhi, “…”

Perhaps the painting was too tempting to her.

So at this moment, Jiang Zhi didn't say anything, just opened the car door and got in.

The car drove forward past the lights, and Jiang Zhi's body slowly leaned back against the seat. She looked around, but did not see what she wanted to see.

"Where's the painting?"

The man's face flashed in the car window, blurry for a moment, then clear the next moment.

"It's someone else's family photo, and you're so concerned about it?"

At that moment, Jiang Zhi's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the man with a stiff upper lip, "You lied to me again."

For a long time, the environment was silent.

Jiang Zhi pulled the door handle and said, "Stop the car! I want to get out."

"Ms. Jiang, this place is adjacent to the suburbs. If you get off the bus, you won't be able to get a taxi. No driver will be willing to come here." Qian Ze's voice came from the front.

Looking out along the flower beds along the road, the road was now sparsely populated, but every corner of the port city was like home to him.

That sense of belonging made her feel not at all uneasy even if there were no cars on the road and she might not be able to get a taxi after getting off.

At worst, I can just walk back.

The man suddenly kissed her fiercely and urgently. He bit her lips and plundered her breath wantonly. His hot and wet lips touched her nerves.

He kisses and bites me all the time.

What's wrong with him?

Jiang Zhi tried to struggle, but he clamped her wrists and pressed them behind her back. Her body was pulled up, as if she wanted to get closer to his arms.

Qian Ze heard the noise and immediately raised the front barrier.

For a moment, there were only the two of them left in that narrow space of the Maybach.

In the darkness, he lowered his eyes to glance at her porcelain-white face, suppressing the desire in his eyes, but the dim light made him look particularly gloomy, "Jiang Zhi."

When Jiang Zhi heard this, her eyes became gloomy. The man's voice was a little cold and wanton, wrapping her up.

I don't know why, but this look seems a little scary.

She didn't know how she had offended him.

He suddenly opened his lips and bit the tip of her tongue.

The smell of blood spread between their lips, ambiguous and crazy.

"pain……"

Jiang Zhi was bitten inexplicably and felt her scalp numbing. She reached out and pushed Shang Yanjing's body.

But it remained motionless.

It can't be pushed open at all.

There was still a hint of rust on his lips, and Jiang Zhi's eyes were bright.

"What? Miss Zhou doesn't want to let you bite it?"

Shang Yanjing stared at her, rubbing her lips with his fingertips. The faint fragrance of the woman surrounded him, bewitching his mind.

He suddenly smiled.

"She doesn't want to, and you don't want to either?" He untied her collar, stared at her small collarbone, and curled his lips playfully.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi slapped him in the face.

For a moment, the air was heavy.

Jiang Zhi's fingers felt numb. She looked up at the marks on the man's face, and her expression grew a little gloomy.

"You hit people all the time, you have to change."

The man stared at her without saying a word, his eyes unfathomable.

"My dad said that people should live happily all their lives, not to wrong themselves. I will do whatever I want to do, without being timid. If I hit you, you can hit me back if you have the guts."

Jiang Zhi felt a sore nose as she looked at the man in front of her.

Before she could leave the man's arms for even a few seconds, she was pulled back by Shang Yanjing.

"I'm not going to hit you, why are you running?"

"However, I heard that Mr. Jiang studied finance. How come he loves educating people so much?"

Jiang Zhi's body froze for a few seconds.

She looked straight at Shang Yanjing.

My eyelids suddenly twitched violently.

"It's none of your business, let me go."

The man put his arm around her from behind, lowered his head and whispered into her ear, his voice filled with dissatisfaction, "Did I tell you to leave?"

Jiang Zhi struggled.

But the man's hands, like a pair of pliers, held her tightly.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

"Tell me about your life story."