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

When the cocktail party was about to end, Li Zhen came back to report.

"Checked it out."

"explain."

Ming Tongchen was also very curious about what had happened, so he followed Jiang Qingyan all the way just to get some fresh news.

"On Wednesday afternoon, Ms. Fu and Ms. Jiang had a final report for their course. Bai Qiongzhi and her roommate stole Ms. Fu's computer."

"Then, on the way, he threw Miss Fu's USB drive into the canal. According to the surveillance footage, there was a small pendant on the USB drive. Comparison and analysis show that it should be a peach wood rabbit carved by her grandmother, which Miss Fu had treasured for many years."

"After Ms. Fu and Ms. Jiang got their computers back, they successfully completed their final report. Then, Ms. Fu, presumably out of revenge for Bai Qiongzhi, spent several days studying Bai Qiongzhi's final course assignment."

"This morning, I gave a lecture on Bai Qiongzhi's topic before she gave her report."

"The instructor of Bai Qiongzhi's course once required that any case of plagiarism be awarded a zero score. Their assessment is divided into a report and an exam, each accounting for 50%. If Bai Qiongzhi's report is awarded a zero score, she will fail the course."

Haha, Jiang Qingyan was so angry that he almost laughed.

He didn't know whether to praise Fu Miaomiao for her courage and strategy, or to praise her for knowing how to hit a snake.

He even beat people up so much that they came to him to gossip about other people, but he didn't even think of saying a word to him.

Fortunately, he thought Fu Miaoxi was studying hard and was so pampered this afternoon. He felt sorry for her and did not let her come to the party to suffer. He sent her back to the mansion early so that she could have a good rest.

He should have dragged her over, kept her by his side, and let her listen. If she didn't complain, some evil people would be the first to confuse right and wrong.

"This... this Miss Fu can be considered as..." Ming Tongchen was stunned. At such a young age, she has such counterattack speed and ability. He thought she was a soft girl before, but now it seems that she is also a white-cut black.

"What is that?" Jiang Qingyan asked in a cold tone.

"She knows how to fight back." Ming Tongchen quickly added, "But the little girl might just be shy and think she can't trouble you with things she can handle, so she didn't tell you."

"Can she handle it? If she could, would Bai Xuzhi come to me and scold her by name?"

"That's the shamelessness of the Bai family father and daughter, not your little girl's fault."

"What does it have to do with you whether she is wrong or not?"

Well, you still want to scold me, Ming Tongchen said innocently: "I just saw that you looked like you were going to go back and beat her up."

Jiang Qingyan calmed down and said calmly, "She suffered such a great injustice and still doesn't know how to complain. I think she will accept it if I beat her up."

Ming Tongchen could only roll his eyes in his heart, then go back and beat her up, I’m afraid you can’t accept it.

Jiang Qingyan instructed Li Zhen: "Go find a craftsman to make a red anklet for Fu Miaomiao to help her suppress these villains."

"I'll use that piece of mutton-fat jade I found in France a few days ago to carve a little rabbit for her."

When Jiang Qingyan returned to the mansion, Uncle Zhong came to greet him: "Master, you are back."

"Ah."

"Do you need me to make you some hangover tea?"

Uncle Zhong asked, smelling the alcohol on Jiang Qingyan.

Jiang Qingyan nodded: "Has Fu Miaomiao had dinner?"

"I have. Miss Fu has a good appetite today. She felt a little full after eating. She took a walk in the garden to digest the food."

I get angry when I mention Jiang Qingyan. He spares no effort in scheming against others. I work hard outside, but I can eat and sleep well by his side.

Jiang Qingyan didn't show it on her face, but suddenly she saw that Uncle Zhong was holding a bottle of medicine for bruises and injuries.

"Who's hurt?"

Uncle Zhong followed his gaze and understood, "It's Miss Fu. She accidentally hit her knee on the table in the garden today. I noticed her walking posture wasn't right when she came back, so I thought I'd give her some medicine."

Jiang Qingyan's tone was calm, seemingly without any emotion: "Oh, that's what a saw-mouthed gourd is like. It won't say anything even if it hurts."

Uncle Zhong was a little confused: "Did you have a fight with Miss Fu?"

"Why would I argue with a saw-mouthed gourd?"

Uncle Zhong had cold sweat on his forehead. That means you were angry unilaterally.

"Give me the medicine, I'll go see her."

Oh, even when you are angry, you still have to coax your saw-mouthed gourd.

Fu Miaoxi was busy in her room.

Someone just saw the dolls she had made in the past on her social media and wanted to customize an image of her character in the game.

After carefully inquiring about whether Fu Miaoxi could do it, as well as the price and production time, he readily paid the deposit.

Fu Miaoxi is drawing a manuscript, transforming the flat graphics into three-dimensional figures, and then conducting preliminary process design.

When she heard a knock on the door, Fu Miaoxi had hastily marked the color numbers on the drawing with colored pencils and was about to proceed to the next step.

"Who is it?" Fu Miaoxi put down her pen and opened the door: "Uncle? Good evening, you're back."

She forced a sweet smile and said, "Welcome home."

Jiang Qingyan narrowed his eyes and looked at Fu Miaoxi from above.

Seeing her being as obedient as ever in front of him, Jiang Qingyan's anger subsided a little. But when he thought that this obedience might just be an act to deceive him, Jiang Qingyan snorted in anger.

"what's wrong?"

Fu Miaoxi saw that Jiang Qingyan had a strange expression on her face, so she peeked in like a curious baby.

"Nothing." On the way back, Jiang Qingyan thought of a good opportunity to expose Fu Miaoxi's concealment. It was not tonight, so he would not question her right away.

Jiang Qingyan shook the medicine in his hand: "Uncle Zhong said you hit your knee, let me see."

Fu Miaoxi ushered Jiang Qingyan into the room: "It's nothing, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Sit on the chair and let me see."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade Jiang Qingyan, Fu Miaoxi had no choice but to sit on the chair and pull up her trouser legs herself.

"Look, I told you it's nothing. Ah!" Fu Miaoxi saw a blue bruise on her knee. She looked up innocently and explained to Jiang Qingyan, "It wasn't there when I was taking a shower just now."

Jiang Qingyan looked at her helplessly, squatted down, and prepared to apply medicine to Fu Miaoxi.

Fu Miaoxi put her hands on his shoulders: "No, no, no, uncle, I can do it myself."

Jiang Qingyan raised an eyebrow: "You come by yourself?"

Fu Miaoxi nodded her head like a rattle.

She had just taken a shower and had blow-dried her hair, which was draped over her shoulders. As it swayed, the scent of her shampoo became even stronger in the air.

Jiang Qingyan drank the wine, and the subtle aroma made his mind sway.

His throat moved, and he suddenly poured some medicine on his hand and pressed it on Fu Miaoxi's wound.

"It hurts, it hurts." Fu Miaoxi resisted even more and pushed his shoulders again and again with her hands.

How could such a mosquito-like strength possibly shake Jiang Qingyan? He remained indifferent and rubbed the medicine slowly.

"Fu Miaomiao, I haven't done anything else to you, why are you crying out in pain?"

Anything else?

Fu Miaoxi was stunned for a moment: "What else can I do? It really hurts."

Jiang Qingyan didn't want to continue the dangerous topic. In front of someone like him with ulterior motives, Fu Miaomiao's innocence seemed to be recruiting him to become her lover.

"It hurts so much, don't you think you could have taken care of it sooner?"

Fu Miaoxi nodded and said, "I really didn't feel anything just now. It was you who rubbed it and it hurt."

"If you don't rub the medicine in, you'll be in pain for several days."

After hearing the advice, Fu Miaoxi withdrew her hand and watched Jiang Qingyan bend down and rub her knees.

The angle of the woman on top and the man on the bottom made Fu Miaoxi feel uneasy. Jiang Qingyan's eyes were focused and serious, and he treated her like a pearl in his arms, as if she was very important to him.

No, Fu Miaoxi shook her head. She was too ungrateful. Jiang Qingyan was obviously very caring and considerate towards her.

She should learn to accept Jiang Qingyan's kindness and repay him, instead of pretending to be deaf and dumb, hypnotizing herself and wasting his kindness.