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

Jiang Qingyan left the backstage contentedly. Li Zhen was now increasingly unable to fathom his thoughts, so he could only weakly ask, "Are you going back to the front?"

Jiang Qingyan folded the handkerchief and put it in his pocket, then replied, "Yes."

He walked in front and instructed Li Zhen: "Say hello to Principal Lin later and tell him that today's scene with Concubine Yu was not well arranged and will be re-edited later."

Li Zhen was confused: "But Miss Fu behaved very well today?"

Jiang Qingyan paused and glanced at him calmly: "Oh? Then what do you think of me playing the King of Western Chu who committed suicide by slashing his throat at the Wujiang River?"

Li Zhen really wanted to advise his boss. Drama is drama, life is life, and Yu Ji and Xiang Yu both have bad endings no matter how you look at it. It's pointless for him to care about it so much.

But Jiang Qingyan has always been a stubborn and tyrant ruler when it comes to Fu Miaoxi's affairs and will not listen to advice.

"Forget it." Jiang Qingyan suddenly spoke, and Li Zhen thought he had suddenly changed his mind.

"It's easy for people to think that I'm dissatisfied with Fu Miaomiao. I'm saying that Xiang Yu's emotional line doesn't show his domineering spirit, so let's remove it."

If the screenwriter were here, he would definitely regard Jiang Qingyan as his best confidant in his life, and with just one sentence, he could change it back to the version that he was most satisfied with.

But Li Zhen's eyes went dark. Xiang Yu had a weird love scene in this drama! Wasn't he just dissatisfied with Fu Miaoxi's love suicide?

Jiang Qingyan was not interested at all until the end of the play, when the actors came on stage to take their bows amid thunderous applause. Only then did he raise his hand and clapped three times.

Fu Miaoxi appeared three times, and he clapped three times. Li Zhen curled his lips speechlessly. He was really stingy.

But soon, Li Zhen's speechlessness shifted to Jiang Qingyan.

He waited for Fu Miaomiao outside the auditorium for a long time, and received a message saying that he had to go back to the dormitory to pack up his things.

So Jiang Qingyan asked Li Zhen to drive the car to the downstairs of Fu Miaoxi's dormitory and waited for a long time, but still no one showed up.

Jiang Qingyan bit his back teeth and smiled, "Okay, you really have a temper."

After Fu Miaoxi finished her bow, she hesitated for a moment. She still hadn't figured out how to face Jiang Qingyan, so she quietly hid in the crowd and returned to the dormitory.

Jiang Wanyi was taken away by Jiang Qingyu and his wife. She thought that Jiang Qingyan was still there after all, so Fu Miaoxi should be fine.

The biggest surprise in the end was Jiang Qingyan.

Fu Miaoxi couldn't calm down. She was not mentally prepared to live under the same roof with Jiang Qingyan tonight, so she hid in the dormitory and acted like an ostrich.

But how could Jiang Qingyan allow such a big living person to turn into an ostrich?

Just as Fu Miaoxi packed and emptied the things in her schoolbag three or four times, a phone call came in.

Fu Miaoxi's body trembled, and when she looked over, it was Li Zhen.

She breathed a sigh of relief and answered the phone: "Hello, Mr. Li..."

"Miss Fu!" Before Fu Miaoxi could finish, Li Zhen hurriedly interrupted her: "Please come down quickly. Mr. Jiang said that if you don't come down, he will go up himself."

Fu Miaoxi was so frightened that her hand slipped and her phone almost fell to the ground. She quickly stuffed the things on the table into her schoolbag and replied to Li Zhen with forced calmness: "I'll be right down."

Fu Miaoxi opened the dormitory door at the speed of a 100-meter sprint and ran downstairs with a thud.

After a while, Jiang Qingyan saw a white ball running towards him.

He opened the car door and was about to get out when he saw Bai Tuantuan suddenly accelerate, almost hitting him and pushing him back into the car.

"Uncle...Uncle..." Fu Miaoxi ran out of breath: "Don't get out of the car, I'm getting off."

Jiang Qingyan stepped back, patted the seat next to him, and motioned Fu Miaoxi to get in first.

Li Zhen followed behind, closed the car door, sat in the driver's seat tactfully, and raised the partition between the two rows of seats.

He shuddered. A jealous old man, so scary~~~

After Fu Miaoxi got in the car, she was panting heavily. Jiang Qingyan took out a cup from her schoolbag, opened it and saw that there was still warm water, so he handed it to her.

Fu Miaoxi took the cup of water, shrank back into her seat, whispered thank you to her uncle, and started drinking the water sip by sip.

Jiang Qingyan leaned sideways and looked at the little girl hiding so far away from him, feeling very unhappy.

Seeing that Fu Miaoxi had rested enough, he took the cup with one hand, screwed it on for her, put it aside, then stepped forward and pushed Fu Miaoxi against the car door.

"Uncle...uncle..." Fu Miaoxi closed her eyes tightly, not even daring to look at Jiang Qingyan.

Jiang Qingyan sneered and grabbed Fu Miaoxi's chin: "You look like you're afraid of seeing a ghost. In order to avoid going back, you're trying to be cunning in front of me. Fu Miaomiao, you're getting more and more capable."

Fu Miaoxi shook her head, but she was helpless as her whole body was pressed against the car door. When she moved her head, it hit the car window with a loud bang.

The thunder was loud but the rain was light. She herself did not feel any pain, but it scared Jiang Qingyan. He quickly stepped back a little and hugged her in his arms.

While rubbing the back of her head, he scolded her: "Why are you moving around? You didn't even say anything when you got hurt. Don't you know how to be more careful?"

Fu Miaoxi cried a little, as if she was frightened by Jiang Qingyan, but because of his gentle attitude, she became spoiled: "Just talking about it, my shoulder hurts."

Shoulder? Jiang Qingyan was stunned for a moment. He bit her today?

"Miao Miao, be good, let me take a look." Jiang Qingyan lowered his voice and coaxed gently, "Let me see if the injury is serious."

For some reason, the moon tonight was so bright, shining into the car and casting a soft glow on Jiang Qingyan's expression.

Fu Miaoxi seemed to be bewitched by the beauty, and suddenly wanted to indulge herself in Jiang Qingyan's arms without any hesitation.

She leaned in Jiang Qingyan's arms, raised her arms, and motioned Jiang Qingyan to help her take off her coat.

Jiang Qingyan was happy to serve her, just like a poop scooper serves his cat.

He helped her sit upright on his lap, unbuttoned Fu Miaoxi's coat, and pulled open her shirt. Sure enough, he saw that there was still a red spot on her shoulder.

There were a few broken skin spots on the collarbone, no wonder Fu Miaoxi said it hurt.

Jiang Qingyan frowned, held Fu Miaoxi in his arms, and took out a medical kit from the storage box next to him.

There are some commonly used medicines inside, such as alcohol balls and Band-Aids.

"Hold the clothes down."

Jiang Qingyan picked up an alcohol ball with a pair of tongs and carefully pressed it gently on the wound on her shoulder.

"Hiss." Fu Miaoxi grabbed her clothes tightly and groaned in pain.

Jiang Qingyan frowned even tighter: "Bear with it, it won't hurt after I put on the band-aid. Be good."

Fu Miaoxi snorted, "I'm not being obedient." She was already acting like a pure little girl.

It was rare for Fu Miaoxi to act coquettishly with Jiang Qingyan, which made Jiang Qingyan's heart soften and he had no choice but to coax her.

While carefully treating the wound on Fu Miaoxi's shoulder, he quietly admitted his mistake: "I didn't control myself well. When I thought about you dying for a useless man, I used too much force."

After Fu Miaoxi's performance, her nerves suddenly relaxed from being extremely tense. Now she was even more certain that Jiang Qingyan would not hold it against her, and she began to feel sleepy.

She rubbed her eyes and muttered, "That's not a useless man, that's Xiang Yu."

"So what about Xiang Yu?" Jiang Qingyan did have the confidence to say this. After several years, his achievements would eventually leave a strong mark in history books, and would not necessarily be inferior to Xiang Yu's.

"Fu Miaomiao," Jiang Qingyan put a bandage on the broken skin, "Your eyes for choosing men can't be that bad."