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

Seeing that Chen Jue couldn't answer the first question, Jiang Qingyan jumped directly to the second question.

"If you want to express your kindness to your wife but don't want her to notice, what would you do?"

Chen Jue racked his brains. "Will you try to think about what she's facing from her perspective and help ease her burden?"

He sounded a little uncertain. After all, he and his wife weren't having an affair, so was there a need to be secretive?

"Perhaps letting the other person know your efforts can enhance the relationship?"

Jiang Qingyan nodded thoughtfully: "Letting her notice might even backfire. It's better for her to be psychologically unaware of your kindness, but physically addicted to it."

Chen Jue felt that he shouldn't be here. He was an outstanding graduate of a prestigious business school, and here he was listening to his once wise and great boss talk about the brain-burning matter of pursuing someone.

Jiang Qingyan pretended not to notice Chen Jue's shocked expression and asked his third question.

"If your living environments are very different, how would you usually put yourself in her shoes and think about things?"

Chen Jue was about to collapse. It turned out that Li Zhen’s performance was not good enough, not because Fu Miaoxi was difficult to deal with, but because President Jiang’s thinking process on this matter was really different from that of ordinary people.

"Just...just respect her and think of more ways to treat her well..."

Jiang Qingyan pondered and said, "Be good to her..."

Chen Jue really wanted to emphasize that the key point is to respect her.

But Jiang Qingyan's image of being the one who has the final say was deeply ingrained, and he really didn't have the courage to offend.

"You go out and let Li Zhen in." Jiang Qingyan seemed to have thought of something and raised his eyes and gave the order.

Chen Jue secretly glanced at Jiang Qingyan, who was still as handsome as a jade, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. There were orchids in the courtyard and jade trees along the fence.

She does look like his boss, but her brains are not necessarily the same.

"Mr. Jiang..." Chen Jue hesitated and stammered.

"Speak directly if you have something to say."

"I, I think... there doesn't need to be so complicated in love, right? There's no need to win or lose in love."

Chen Jue thought that his boss was used to being superior and always having success, so he applied this way of thinking to his relationships.

Jiang Qingyan raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she disliked him: "Who told you I'm in a relationship?"

Li Zhen saw Chen Jue walking out of Jiang Qingyan's office with a deathly pale face, and suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

"What's wrong with you?"

Chen Jue just broke down over and over again: "He was killed three times by President Jiang in the spring."

Li Zhen had the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. President Jiang wants you to come in." Out of sympathy for his fellow sufferer Li Zhen, Chen Jue kindly reminded him, "It's probably related to Miss Fu."

"Oh." Li Zhen understood. It turned out that Chen Jue was being tormented by Jiang Qingyan.

It's okay, as long as there are no problems in the company that will endanger his wallet.

Seeing Li Zhen so calm, Chen Jue suddenly felt that he had really wronged him!

"You..." Chen Jue didn't know how to ask. Should he ask why you were fooling around with the boss, or should he ask himself how he should fool around with the boss in the future.

Li Zhen, an experienced person, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just do what the boss tells you to do. The rest of the time, at most, you can burn a few incense sticks for Miss Fu."

"Boss Jiang, you're looking for me?"

Jiang Qingyan was reading a document when he heard Li Zhen push the door open. Without even looking up, he said, "Go ask the logistics staff who usually supplies the fruit for the company's afternoon tea."

"From now on, every Tuesday and Thursday, except during winter and summer vacations, order a portion of fruit for Fu Miaomiao and send it to her school."

Li Zhen thought about it and couldn't understand why Chen Jue seemed to be frightened out of his mind over such a small matter.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang. Does Miss Fu have any dietary restrictions?"

Jiang Qingyan paused his pen. He really had never asked.

Thinking about his policy of being in the dark and thus taking the initiative, Jiang Qingyan said as a matter of course: "Go ask her yourself, everything will be based on her preferences."

"Ok."

Li Zhen was so willing to accept advice only because he broke into pieces a long time earlier than Chen Jue.

Early in the morning, Jiang Qingyan was sitting at his desk with a tablet and glasses on, looking stern, as if he was making some important plans.

But Li Zhen, who was forced to stand aside and offer advice, smiled reluctantly.

Because Jiang Qingyan was picking a mosquito net for Fu Miaoxi.

At first, he even suggested without any knowledge of the situation that Uncle Zhong or even Liu Fang could be asked to do this kind of thing.

Jiang Qingyan flatly refused.

When he gave his reasons, his voice was calm but powerful: "Why should we let others make the decision about Fu Miaomiao's affairs?"

Jiang Qingyan even selected spare items for Fu Miaoxi, such as a desk lamp, a water cup, and even an umbrella.

In J City, there is hardly any rain throughout the year except during the thunderstorm season.

His meticulousness and consideration only reminded Li Zhen of the time when he was a child and saw girls in his class playing with their Barbie dolls.

Her hair must be combed into the style her owner likes, and she must live in the house chosen by her owner. Barbie dolls have no independent consciousness and all her preferences are dependent on her owner.

It had only been a few days, but Jiang Qingyan's desire to control Fu Miaoxi was already becoming pathological.

What made Li Zhen shudder even more than the fact that Jiang Qingyan actually valued Fu Miaoxi so much was the fact that Jiang Qingyan had absolutely no intention of restraining himself.

He is like a child who has just discovered interest, rushing around in exploring the unknown.

Li Zhen sighed softly in his heart.

Jiang Qingyan's parents never taught him what love is. I'm afraid Fu Miaoxi will have to learn this lesson.

"Buzz."

After the little episode, Jiang Qingyan quickly got back to work. When her personal cell phone vibrated, she realized it was already time for dinner.

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【Tonight's dinner is stone pot tofu bibimbap! 】

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Fu Miaoxi reported three meals a day according to Jiang Qingyan's request.

Fu Miaoxi has excellent photography skills and can always make the simple student meals look colorful and mouth-watering.

But Jiang Qingyan had been eating porridge for a long time, so she was not satisfied with Fu Miaoxi's dinner.

But seeing that Fu Miaoxi reported so obediently, he could not blame her any more. After all, the school restaurant could not be compared with a private chef.

Jiang Qingyan took a look, hung up the phone and continued with the work at hand.

"Boss Jiang," Li Zhen knocked on the door and came in. "Boss Ming just called to ask if you have any plans tonight. He wanted to invite you to join him for the welcome party for Boss Pei."

"Is Pei Yunjing back?"

"Yes, this morning's flight."

Jiang Qingyan thought for a moment and said, "Where is the location? I'll drive there myself."

He tidied up the documents on his desk and took out his cell phone.

Since he was going to meet Ming Tongchen tonight, he definitely wouldn't have any time to look at his phone. He better finish giving the necessary instructions first.

What are you doing tonight?

Fu Miaoxi finished her meal and was looking at homework models in the classroom with Jiang Wanyi and others, preparing to go back to the library to continue working hard.

"This place isn't very rounded, so the rendering and lighting won't be very good. I'll adjust it."

Fu Miaoxi held the mouse in one hand and typed on the keyboard with the other, with her cell phone placed aside.

The modeling team member nodded behind her and said, "I didn't know the curvature from the diagram, so I just drew it randomly."

Fu Miaoxi saw the message displayed on the mobile phone screen only after she finished adjusting the model.

She swallowed and was glad that she didn't change the note for Jiang Qingyan, so that even if someone saw it, they wouldn't take it to heart.

Fu Miaoxi gave up her seat in front of the computer and took the phone to reply seriously.

I'm currently participating in group discussions in the classroom. I'm going to the library tonight to review linear algebra and general statistics. I have a midterm exam the day after tomorrow.

She glanced at the previous record again, which was the dinner she took of Jiang Qingyan. After thinking about it, she asked another question:

【Uncle, have you eaten yet? 】

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