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

The next day, Fu Miaoxi's biological clock malfunctioned and she woke up a little late. Jiang Qingyan had already returned from exercising outside.

When Fu Miaoxi came out after washing up, she saw Jiang Qingyan holding her hand cream, sitting on the sofa and waiting for her leisurely.

"Uncle?"

Fu Miaoxi tilted her head, not understanding what Jiang Qingyan meant.

Jiang Qingyan patted the seat next to him and said, "Come sit here and give me your hand."

Fu Miaoxi obediently stretched out her hand and let Jiang Qingyan rub her hand into a round and flat shape under the pretext of applying hand cream.

"What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Fu Miaoxi was a little confused: "Isn't there a buffet in the morning at the villa?"

Jiang Qingyan glanced at Fu Miaoxi as if she were an idiot. "If Ming Tongchen's chefs can only cook buffets, they're not worth the wages they get paid."

This is to give her special treatment.

Fu Miaoxi shook her head: "Mr. Ming spent a lot of time promoting the buffet breakfast yesterday, saying it was quite unique. Let's just have the buffet."

"alright."

Jiang Qingyan took Fu Miaoxi's hand and walked out of the yard and headed towards the restaurant.

There seemed to be more bodyguards along the way than Fu Miaoxi saw yesterday.

"Uncle, are these all your people?"

Jiang Qingyan nodded: "Indeed, they all get their salaries from me."

"Why did you arrange so many people here? Is there any danger in this villa?"

Jiang Qingyan didn't care: "Arrange them to kill mosquitoes."

It's almost winter, and there are still mosquitoes? Fu Miaoxi guessed that it might be related to what happened last night, but it was inconvenient to ask further, so as not to make it seem like she still cares a lot.

When Jiang Qingyan brought Fu Miaoxi to the restaurant, she could feel that the eyes of the people around her were a little more respectful than before.

"Xixi!" Jiang Wanyi, who had already started eating, waved happily at Fu Miaoxi.

"Uncle," Fu Miaoxi turned to look at Jiang Qingyan: "I want to sit with Wanyi."

Jiang Qingyan didn't let go and took her to Jiang Wanyi's table and sat down.

Most of the people at this table were good friends with Jiang Wanyi and Shen Qihuai. When the young ladies from aristocratic families saw Jiang Qingyan sitting down, they couldn't help but look at him with their eyes and noses, and buried their heads in eating like a bunch of quails.

Chen Jue and Li Zhen hurried over: "Mr. Jiang, Ms. Fu, what would you like to eat?"

Yesterday, because of their work mistakes, Jiang Qingyan felt sick for the whole night. He contacted several shareholders and rivals of the instigator's family overnight and sold millions of US dollars of stocks.

Now, those who disgusted President Jiang will probably disappear from J City in the future, but the two of them still have to beg for mercy from President Jiang.

Jiang Qingyan had no interest in eating at the buffet, and said to Fu Miaoxi in a calm tone, "You go and choose."

Fu Miaoxi stood up as she was told and looked at Jiang Wanyi, "Shall we go together?"

Jiang Wanyi was about to stand up with great interest, as she had a lot to say to Fu Miaoxi.

Jiang Qingyan glanced over and said, "Jiang Wanyi, stay. Let Li Zhen and Chen Jue accompany you."

Li Zhen and Chen Jue immediately stood behind Fu Miaoxi, one on the left and one on the right, forcing Fu Miaoxi to leave even if she didn't want to.

After Fu Miaoxi left, Jiang Qingyan looked at the somewhat nervous Jiang Wanyi and said calmly, "Don't tell Fu Miaomiao that I sold all the Dou family's stocks."

Jiang Wanyi seemed to be choking, and asked unwillingly, "Then, can I gossip with her about that woman from last night?"

"Whatever, don't say anything you shouldn't."

After saying that, Jiang Qingyan glanced around at the girls around him who were about the same age as Fu Miaoxi. His meaning was self-evident.

The girls around immediately started eating at double the speed. Their posture was still elegant and standard, but their chewing speed was as if they had grown an extra row of teeth.

After they finished eating and said goodbye to Jiang Qingyan, uncle and nephew, and Shen Qihuai, they were able to make room for Pei Yunjing and Ming Tongchen who had just walked into the restaurant.

"Oh, how come you've finished eating?" Ming Tongchen sat down and yawned.

Pei Yunjing also quickly poured himself a cup of coffee, obviously very sleepy.

"After all, they live on local time, not American time."

Jiang Qingyan was a little curious when he saw that the two men looked sleepy. Ming Tongchen, a frequent visitor to nightclubs, stayed out late, but why did Pei Yunjing, a doctor who always kept himself clean and paid attention to health preservation, also look like he had not slept all night?

"Did you two go out and steal something last night?"

Ming Tongchen rolled his eyes: "You must have slept well last night, right?"

Pei Yunjing also laughed: "You got so angry last night and left early. Bosses kept coming to us to inquire about the wind direction. Ah Chen and I were about to break our golf clubs."

Jiang Qingyan raised an eyebrow: "They also want to force women on me?"

Ming Tongchen rolled his eyes even wider. "We're not some idiot attractors. They just can't believe that President Jiang is just being so angry for his beloved."

When Jiang Qingyan saw Fu Miaoxi coming back, he raised his hand and gestured to the two of them to pause: "Silence."

Fu Miaoxi returned with a small cake and nodded to Ming Tongchen and Pei Yunjing: "Mr. Ming, Dr. Pei, good morning."

The two of them responded with a smile.

Pei Yunjing's occupational disease came back: "This cake has too much cream. Miss Fu should eat some main course first to fill her stomach."

Fu Miaoxi secretly glanced at Jiang Qingyan, put the cake down, pushed it in Jiang Wanyi's direction, and whispered, "I know, I just brought it over first."

Jiang Qingyan couldn't bear to see her looking so pitiful and submissive, but when he thought about it, it was for her health, so it couldn't be considered as an injustice: "Listen to the doctor."

Soon, Li Zhen and Chen Jue brought out the dishes that Fu Miaoxi had just liked, and Ming Tongchen asked the kitchen to add a few more dishes.

The table was full, more than enough for three grown men and one girl.

When Jiang Wanyi saw that Jiang Qingyan had already started chatting about business with Ming Tongchen and others, he also pulled Fu Miaoxi over to chat about gossip.

"Xixi, let me tell you, the person who gave that girl to my uncle last night was actually her boyfriend!"

Fu Miaoxi was shocked: "Ah? Didn't you say yesterday that the girl came here voluntarily?"

"That man's family's business has been bad recently, and the rivals are putting pressure on him. He thinks his girlfriend looks a lot like you, so he asked her to come and see if she could cheat some money out of his uncle to help him make ends meet."

"It's said that when I asked that girl for help, I cried and acted very emotionally. I don't know if she was mean or stupid, but she actually agreed."

Fu Miaoxi felt like her brain was about to burn out: "What if this succeeds, then that man wouldn't be..."

"What if it succeeds?"

Jiang Qingyan put down his chopsticks and said in a cold tone: "Fu Miaomiao, can you say it again?"

Fu Miaoxi only dared to face him with the back of her head, feeling the gaze behind her that seemed to be real, and she wished she could crawl under the table.

Oh no, I was so engrossed in eating the melon that I forgot the victim was right next to me.

It seemed as if he saw the word "I'm sorry" from the back of a head, and Ming Tongchen was trying to hold back his laughter so hard that he almost choked.

Pei Yunjing and Shen Qihuai wanted to help Fu Miaoxi get away with it, but it is difficult for a judge to judge family affairs, and they don't want to become the target of Jiang Qingyan, the fire-breathing dragon.

Fu Miaoxi put one hand under the table and desperately reached in the direction of Jiang Qingyan. Jiang Qingyan didn't understand what she wanted to do, but still followed her wishes and extended a hand.

Fu Miaoxi felt as if she had pulled Jiang Qingyan's hand, so she quickly grabbed it tightly, drawing circles in his palm with her fingers to beg for mercy.

Jiang Qingyan's heart skipped a beat when she teased him, and he grabbed her fingers that were causing trouble: "Alright, eat well."