Desire possesses, unable to escape from the palm of my roommate's uncle

When Jiang Qingyan returned to the mansion, Fu Miaoxi was still in a daze in the cinema.

"Master, you are back."

"Well, where is she?" Jiang Qingyan took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie.

"Miss Fu is in the home theater. She seems a little nervous, so I thought watching a movie might help her relax."

"nervous?"

Uncle Zhong was a little speechless: "Excuse me for being blunt, but Miss Fu seems... not very receptive to your kindness."

Jiang Qingyan said indifferently: "What did she eat for lunch?"

"He Xun said, let Miss Fu cook the hot pot for herself."

"Cook hot pot?" Jiang Qingyan couldn't think of when this option had ever been offered at home.

"He Xun said that simply asking Miss Fu about her preferences wouldn't reveal anything, so he simply let Miss Fu pick out what she likes herself."

"Aunt Xun is very thoughtful," Jiang Qingyan thought for a moment, his expression becoming somewhat compassionate. "She has had a hard life since she was a child, so it's easy for her to be content. But I hope that at least here, she won't feel wronged."

"I'll go see her and arrange dinner according to her preferences."

After saying this, Jiang Qingyan went downstairs, leaving Uncle Zhong alone to ponder the meaning of Jiang Qingyan's words.

When Jiang Qingyan arrived at the screening room, he saw Fu Miaoxi sitting alone on the sofa with a blank face, not knowing what she was thinking.

It was obviously a light-hearted and cheerful film with a very high rating, but it couldn't attract Fu Miaoxi's attention at all.

Seeing Fu Miaoxi like a wooden man, Jiang Qingyan became a little impatient. He turned on the ceiling light in the projection room with a click, which scared Fu Miaoxi.

"Mr. Jiang...Mr. Jiang." Fu Miaoxi looked at him blankly, and quickly stood up barefoot on the floor.

But she had been sitting cross-legged for too long. When she stood up, she felt a tingling sensation in her legs and her knees softened, and she was about to kneel down.

Seeing that she was in an unstable position, Jiang Qingyan quickly stepped forward and grabbed her.

"Are you in such a hurry to perform a formal ceremony?" It was clearly a joke, but when Jiang Qingyan said it, it sounded serious.

"No...no." Fu Miaoxi's cheek brushed against Jiang Qingyan's shirt, and the bitter fragrance from his body lingered and tickled her nose.

"So? Are you just eager to throw yourself into someone's arms?" Jiang Qingyan dragged out the last few words.

But his tone was so calm that Fu Miaoxi couldn't tell he was joking at all, and she thought Jiang Qingyan thought she was indecent.

He raised his head and hurriedly explained: "It's really not, my legs just felt numb just now."

Jiang Qingyan was a head taller than Fu Miaoxi. Seeing the red eyes of the little girl in front of him, he frowned and asked, "Why are your eyes so red? Are you crying again?"

Fu Miaoxi's nose felt sore when she heard this, and the emotions that had just been suppressed almost surged up again. She lied with a stiff upper lip: "Maybe it was because of crying last night."

Jiang Qingyan snorted lightly, picked up Fu Miaoxi by the waist with one hand, put her on the sofa, and gently tapped Fu Miaoxi's lower eyelid with the other hand.

"Yesterday at the hospital, I had someone apply a compress to your eyes. When I left this morning, I didn't see your eyes were so red."

"If you have something to say, can't you just tell me directly?"

Jiang Qingyan looked straight at Fu Miaoxi.

Fu Miaoxi was stared at so closely that the emotions that had just surged up in her were completely gone.

She then realized that Jiang Qingyan's pupils were blue-gray. After looking at someone for a long time, even the most indifferent eyes could reveal a hint of tenderness.

"I……"

Jiang Qingyan didn't move, just looked at Fu Miaoxi, waiting for her to confess.

"I just want to thank you, Mr. Jiang, for saving me yesterday and giving me a new phone."

"Thank you?" Jiang Qingyan stepped back a little and said, "Fu Miaomiao, have you forgotten that you said yesterday that you wanted to be my canary?"

"But...But Wanyi said that your private life is very clean and you don't have such habits. I can also choose other ways to thank you, Mr. Jiang!"

"Other ways?" Jiang Qingyan raised his eyebrows: "Have you read the news?"

"what?"

"The Gu family's child has been arrested. After the trial in a few days, he will probably go to jail for four to five years. If you leave me, the Gu family can crush you in J City with just one finger."

"Or are you planning to give up this hard-earned opportunity to study and hide away in some unknown place?"

"I also sent Fu Jiacheng to prison. Do you think your mother will still treat you as her daughter?"

Fu Miaoxi pinched her fingers in her palm: "Do you know the situation at my home?"

Jiang Qingyan looked at Fu Miaoxi, her three-dimensional and clear features becoming even more distinct under the light. "Why do you think I gave you my business card? Was it just because I overheard you?"

"I..." Fu Miaoxi felt like she was about to be cornered by Jiang Qingyan's aura, and subconsciously said something nice: "I thought you were being kind."

"Kindness?" Jiang Qingyan stretched out his hand to support the back of the sofa behind Fu Miaoxi, and leaned close to her, their breaths could be heard: "I don't have that kind of thing."

"Why don't you think that I'm using such a harsh hand just to force you to go nowhere except under my wings?"

Jiang Qingyan's expression was indifferent, and his tone was as unyielding as if he was discussing business: "Now, do you still think that you have other ways to repay me?"

Fu Miaoxi was almost driven to tears by Jiang Qingyan. Compared with Jiang Qingyan, she was not only unable to twist Jiang Qingyan's thigh, but was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Fu Miaoxi shook her head: "But, but, you can obviously find a woman who is much better than me, who will be in love with you and have a family background comparable to yours. Why did you choose to come to me?"

"We're not even related, and I have a lot of troubles to deal with. What are you trying to do?"

Seeing that Fu Miaoxi looked like she was about to be driven to tears by him, Jiang Qingyan did not give in at all. He frowned and repeated her words.

"Not relatives or friends?"

Jiang Qingyan suddenly lowered his head and moved closer, pinched her chin with two fingers, lifted it slightly, and kissed Fu Miaoxi directly on the lips.

As they cuddled together, Fu Miaoxi widened her eyes in disbelief. This was her first kiss!

But she didn't dare to resist.

Although they were doing something as intimate as kissing, Jiang Qingyan's aura was still so terrifying that even if she closed her eyes, she could still be frightened.

"Do you still think we are not related?" Jiang Qingyan gently bit Fu Miaoxi's lip before separating, and just stuck to her, whispering these words.

"I will help you, of course, because you have interests that no one else has." His fingers brushed across Fu Miaoxi's cheek, then across Fu Miaoxi's collarbone, around behind her, gently tapping on Fu Miaoxi's spine, sliding down inch by inch until they were gathered at her waist.

He placed his hand on Fu Miaoxi's waist, pulled her towards him, and whispered coaxingly, "Isn't it good to be with me? I have money, so you don't have to work so hard; I have power, so I can also save you from the dirty things that happened yesterday."

What I want is nothing more than to break off the beautiful flowers of you, and refine your pure bones into something soft and silky in my hands.