Conquering the cold male god by selling cute

Chapter 61 Tang Miaomiao's super power?
Wen Jin's voice fell, and the air around him froze in an instant.

There was endless darkness hidden deep in the cold and deep brown pupils, Wen Jin lowered his head embarrassingly, not daring to say another word.

Jing Yuchen looked at him for a while, and then calmly withdrew his warning eyes.

When he spoke again, he had already returned to his usual indifferent tone.

"She is the good medicine that can control my illness so far, and there will be no more others."

Jealous?

Oh, it doesn't exist.

Wen Jin nodded and answered, "Yes."

But he didn't believe that this was Jing Yuchen's sincere words.

It's just the 'medicine', it's enough for someone to take good care of it. Why do you have to do it yourself, get a thermometer and come by yourself, and the 'medicine' is smiling at him?
Wen Jin shook his head and laughed.

I don't know if that Miss Tang has this superpower, not only can heal Mr. Jing's strange disease, but also heal his duplicity.

Wen Jin's eyes flickered for a moment, he was looking forward to it.

……

As if to prove that what he said was true, and that he really didn't care about Tang Miaomiao, Jing Yuchen ordered Wen Jin to take good care of her, without further questioning.

Little did he know that if he was not careful, he would annoy the volatile big benefactor, and the lively kitten would become a dehydrated fish, whining and chirping every day.

five days later

A diamond box in a high-end club
Jing Yuchen sat there holding the wine glass in his hand, and settled it like a stone for a while.

Si Lixun swung his club and knocked the white ball into the belt by mistake, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

Just break up the rest of the billiard balls, the dignified young master of the Si family, the figure whom many people at the top of the celebrity circle are fawning on and looking up to.

"Don't hit it, don't hit it, this pole doesn't work at all!"

Hang Jibai debunked it calmly, "This is the cue you put here yourself, and you said that you specially found someone to tailor it for you."

"..."

Si Lixun rolled his eyes and smirked, "What's the matter with that guy Jing Yuchen? Recently, a business with a profit of more than ten figures deserves his brows to be furrowed?"

Hang Jibai glanced at it, and hit the nail on the head again, "Besieged by love."

"Oh~?" Si Lixun drew the end of his voice, "How do you say that?"

Hang Jibai raised his index finger, shook his head, and walked towards Jing Yuchen.

Si Lixun caught up curiously, "Tell me quickly."

Hang Jibai sat down beside Jing Yuchen, raised his wine glass, and touched the glass in Jing Yuchen's hand.

The man who was wandering in his mind raised his eyebrows and turned around slowly.

Hang Jibai said, "Is that little classmate of yours sick?"

Si Lixun sat down: "What are you talking behind my back!?"

Jing Yuchen ignored him, "I have a fever."

"Have you had a fever for five days?"

Jing Yuchen was taken aback.

Because of what Wen Jin said that night, Jing Yuchen got angry and didn't ask about Tang Miaomiao again.

In addition, several new projects happened to be underway, and Jing Yuchen really didn't think about it again when he got busy.

When Hang Jibai asked this, he realized that five days had passed?

He thought it was even longer.

but……

Jing Yuchen turned back and greeted Jing Rong who was not far away, "Is Tang Miaomiao still ill?"

These days, Jing Rong has been waiting for Jing Yuchen to ask this question.

Now, the frowning Jing Rong finally had a chance to vent, "Master, Miss Tang has been suffering from a low-grade fever for the past few days, and she doesn't want to eat, so she's just lying in her room. Doctor Wen Jin can't help it..."

Hearing this, Jing Yuchen slammed the wine glass on the table, sharply and coldly.

(End of this chapter)