Long time no see, Mr. Qin

Chapter 6 The encounter between me and you is like the predestined relationship between temples (6)

Then, the waiter brought in a few bottles of wine, it was vodka, full of stamina.Mr. Na Jiang seems to have studied in Russia when he was young, and he has a special liking for vodka, and he will take a few sips when he talks about having fun. It can be seen that he was also a bold person when he was young.After a few cups, the business talks were almost done, Director Jiang's hands became restless, and the big hands that were originally resting on the beauty beside him began to knead again and again, which made the beauty next to him laugh again and again. In addition, the light in the room is very dim, it is a faint orange, which makes it even more ambiguous.Unhappy, I looked at Qin Ziyang next to me, and found that he was just smiling and sipping his wine, as if he didn't notice the changes in front of him.

I thought, well, since I won't be able to get out for a while, I can only watch my nose, nose and heart, keep my eyes straight, stare at one point, and count my sheep. It's better to hypnotize myself, so as not to see That nasty scene ahead.

"Young Master Qin, who is this beauty?" Suddenly, Director Jiang asked.

"It's my employee."

"Oh..." Director Jiang pushed away the woman beside him, fixed his eyes on me, walked between Qin Ziyang and me a few times, and then raised the wine bottle at me with a smile.

"What's the lady's name?"

"Just call me Xiaosu." I replied hastily.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Miss Su." As he spoke, Director Jiang picked up another bottle of vodka and handed it to me.

"I wonder if Ms. Su can do me a favor and drink this bottle of wine with me?"

"I'm so sorry, Director Jiang, I'm allergic to alcohol and can't drink."

"Miss Su is really shameless." Director Jiang angrily put the wine bottle on the table, knocking it so hard that the table slammed.

I thought this was terrible, I must have angered Chairman Jiang, but I really couldn't drink that bottle of wine, I guess people would just pour it down after drinking it, so I had to try my best to lose my smile.

"Director Jiang... I really can't do it. Why don't I just take a sip? Your lord has a lot, so don't worry about it with me, a little girl who can't drink." The voice said softly.

Qin Ziyang next to me glanced at me, but he still looked superior, like a normal person, taking small sips, tasting the red wine in his hand unhurriedly.

"Okay, let's take a small sip first, but..." Mr. Jiang continued to make things difficult, and he stretched out his hands to hold mine like this, and a few fingers still scratched my palm as if there was nothing, which made me pause for a while. Disgusting tingling.

"Jiang Dong, please let go, you are like this...I don't feel very comfortable..." I spoke intermittently, my voice was out of tune, I was anxious and angry, and there was a nausea that started to rise from my stomach Chung.

"Miss Su's hands are really delicate, like a baby's. I just like this kind of skin..."

He looked at me with a smile, his teeth were very white, too white, very inconsistent with his age, probably fake, as hypocritical as he is.

No, they're all so hypocritical.I suddenly glared fiercely at Qin Ziyang next to me. I thought, if eyes could kill, I would have killed him long ago.Yes, I don’t know why, I hate Director Jiang, but I hate Qin Ziyang, I hate this man’s face when watching a show, I want to rush up and tear off his elegant mask, and take a look at that beautiful skin Is there a skeleton hidden under it, a blackened skeleton?

"Please be respectful!" I yelled and pulled my hand away suddenly. Because of excessive force, I even knocked over the wine bottle beside me, and the wine spilled out, splashing Mr. Jiang's arm.

"You—" Director Jiang squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth and spit out a word.At this time, the woman sitting next to Chairman Jiang hurriedly took out a tissue to help Chairman Jiang wipe his arms.

I froze, didn't speak, and my body was tense.At this moment, my brain was completely blank, but I immediately raised my head and straightened my waist.Anyway, it's like this, there is no good anyway, at worst, I will go home and eat myself, but it is a pity that I have found this hard-won job.

"You gave me the three bottles of wine left on the table in one go, and I can't do without a bottle."

Jiang Dong pushed aside the busy hands of the beautiful woman next to him, stood up, pointed at the three bottles of strong vodka on the table and said condescendingly.

"I don't know how to drink." I also stood up, with a desperate attitude.

"Okay, okay, very good. Ms. Su really has the courage." Director Jiang was furious, and said "yes" three times in a row, and the last sentence was even more gritted.

Half of Director Jiang's face was bathed in the light, and his facial expression appeared ferocious and terrifying.

"Drink or not?" he urged, with anger in his voice.

I stared at him without saying a word, just staring fiercely.

"Hehe." Qin Ziyang's lazy and elegant laughter swayed over, Director Jiang and I couldn't help but look at him, seeing him stand up, his tall and straight figure seemed to be stretched under the bright and dark lights Extraordinarily slender, his movements were still unhurried, with the usual elegance, "Why should Mr. Jiang have a hard time with a woman." As he spoke, he picked up the three bottles of wine on the table and drank them up.His throat slid up and down, still so calm, holding the wine bottle with his slender fingers, even drinking with so much momentum.

He drank it in one gulp, with a smile on his mouth, turned the bottle upside down, and it was empty except for two faint drops.

"It's bottomed out." He smiled and looked at Director Jiang.

I looked at him in surprise, but he just smiled and looked at Director Jiang opposite, without looking at me.

"Forget it, since Young Master Qin drank it himself, I won't force Ms. Su for the sake of Young Master Qin." But when he said this, there was still a faint anger in Director Jiang's eyes, which made me feel a little nervous. Frightened.

Qin Ziyang frowned, put his hands on my shoulders calmly, and brought them into his arms.I was about to struggle, but I met his eyes fixed on me, those eyes were black and bright, with inexplicable power.His hands seemed to be wrapping around me gently, but they were surprisingly strong, firmly grasping my shoulder blades, completely pinning me in his arms.

"Don't move." He turned his head and rubbed his face against my ear a few times.Taking advantage of these few strokes, he whispered next to my ear, his voice was extremely low and hoarse.

When he let me go, I felt a fire burning on my face, especially when his hands were resting on my waist, and he kept swimming. Every time he passed by, it was as if he was touched by something. It's itchy, like it's on fire, but it's not burning, it's just hot, very hot, uncomfortably hot.

"Hehe, Young Master Qin is serious, why didn't you say it earlier, it's such a joke. Haha, stop talking, come, let's drink."

Director Jiang raised the wine glass in his hand and smiled ambiguously, but what is certain is that when he looked at me, he no longer had that disgusting feeling, and the bad feeling in his heart gradually dissipated.

At around two o'clock in the middle of the night, Qin Ziyang and I got out of there and got into the Mercedes just now.In the small space, Qin Ziyang looked exhausted. He didn't talk to me or look at me. Instead, he closed his eyes, leaned against the back of the chair, and subconsciously pressed his hands on his stomach.

The silence along the way was uncomfortable, but maybe it was for the best.When I got out of the cramped car, I saw the man next to me with his mouth tightly shut, and the person in charge of the hotel led him into the elevator.The arrow goes up, climbing up from the first floor to the first floor, because it is a VIP elevator, there are very few passengers, and it is midnight, Qin Ziyang and I are the only two people in the elevator.

I tried to speak several times, but my throat seemed to be stuck by something, I didn't utter a word for a long time, I could only look at his face, feeling dim and difficult to distinguish.

While I was still hesitating, the elevator door opened, and Qin Ziyang strode out. Standing in front of the door, I saw how Qin Ziyang opened the door with his card, and finally couldn't hold back and walked over.

"Thank you."

He didn't speak, and the movements of his hands didn't stop at all. Seeing that the door was about to open, I reached out to stop him again and said loudly, "Thank you today."

He finally glanced at me, but his eyes were a little different from usual, as if he was enduring some pain.

He hummed for a moment, and accepted it. He didn't say you're welcome, and he didn't say you're welcome, as if it was so natural, and as if he was born to be appreciated and admired.I felt uncomfortable again, maybe ordinary people's hatred of wealth is at work, maybe I can't see Qin Ziyang like this, which makes me feel... a sense of distance, yes, that kind of person who can't catch up no matter what you do Sense of distance.

The card was aligned, there was a beep from the door, and the door opened a crack, Qin Ziyang pushed the door and walked in without saying anything.

I stood at the door, looking at the closed door, as if something was blocked in my heart, and rows of barriers were multiplied.The fence was so dense and complicated that it was impossible to see the other side, let alone step over it.

After standing blankly for a while, I bowed my head and walked to the other side, took out my card, opened the door, and threw myself on the big bed in a sluggish way, and then yelled a few times, but my heart felt like I had passed away. Thinking about what happened just now like a movie, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and finally jumped up suddenly, grabbed the key card, and ran out.

bang bang bang-

No one opened the door.I knocked again, still no answer.As the knocks on the door became more and more urgent, my heart became more and more anxious. Just when I was about to call someone, the door opened with a click, and Qin Ziyang was greeted with a weak look.With one hand on the doorknob and the other on the wall, he looked down at me slightly.

"Is something wrong?"

I gave him a blank look, didn't speak, turned sideways, got in, and closed the door behind me.

"Qin Ziyang, you are not feeling well." I said directly.

"No."

The dead duck's mouth is probably talking about people like him.

I stopped talking nonsense, and just pulled him to go out.

"What are you doing?" He asked me, frowning, with obvious displeasure on his face.

"Take you to the hospital."

"I don't need it," he said immediately.

I glared at him straight, with my head up.

After some time, he sighed.

"I'm fine, I just feel sick to my stomach."

"Is it because of those bottles of vodka just now?" Although it was a question, I had already given an affirmative answer in my heart, and at the same time I felt a sense of guilt.

"Not only that, but something was wrong this morning."

"This morning?" It suddenly occurred to me that his hand was always pressing his stomach intentionally or unintentionally on the plane, and it turned out that he was already uncomfortable at that time.Then why did you still help me out when you were in the club and kill those bottles of vodka one after another?I looked at him a little blankly.He is Young Master Qin, the kind of person who would stand by and watch even if you were going to die, sipping red wine leisurely, how could he help me block the wine with a stomachache?

"Since my stomach is uncomfortable, why do you need to help me block the wine?" Unexpectedly, when I was at a loss, I asked what I was thinking in my heart.

Qin Ziyang frowned, and wanted to raise the corners of his mouth, but it drooped down because of the severe pain, forming a strange expression that was fixed on that handsome face.

"Think for yourself," he said, his voice low and deep.Because of physical discomfort, the thin lips were a little dry, and the voice was hoarse, and the whole person seemed to be standing upright.

"Because I am your employee." After much deliberation, only this reason is the closest and the most expressive.

He sneered, glanced at me, turned around and staggered towards the bed.

I chased after him, "Young Master Qin, if you're really uncomfortable, I'll go buy you some medicine."

"Need not."

"But..." I always felt that his stomach pain was related to me, and seeing his pale but stubborn and stern face at the moment, I felt more and more sorry.

"Miss Su, does it have anything to do with you whether I feel bad or not?" He suddenly asked me, his eyes were frighteningly bright, obviously full of exhaustion and burnout just now, but at the moment they disappeared, just like that without blinking looking at me.

"You are my boss now." I said, and added in a low voice: "And this time, I have something to do with the illness."

(End of this chapter)