Strong love, the president deceives people too deeply

160. Come home and wait for me (Gagen) Although their marriage has not been officially made public, it is no longer a secret in the company.

Of course, no one dared to underestimate the strength of the Rong family, so many people came to curry favor with Jin Pingting after they knew Rong Shaoqian was married.

Jin Ruowei's face darkened slightly, and he turned away coldly.

After Rong Shaoqian and Jin Pingting exchanged glances, he stood up and walked out of the meeting room. He had to go back to his company for a meeting.

After he left, the meeting continued.

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When it was time to get off work, Jin Pingting stayed and worked overtime because she hadn't finished the work at hand.

"Qingyu, get off work first." She looked at Feng Qingyu who had just walked in.

"President, it's okay. I'm renting a house here by myself, and I'll be alone when I go back. I might as well stay with you." Feng Qingyu's voice was as fresh as a spring, just like hers.

"Okay, you can help me check the accounts of the East District Mall. I have corrected it a few times, and it is different every time." Jin Pingting has always been impatient. Apart from her cooking skills, numbers are her biggest headache. thing.

"Well, I'll bring it in for you when I'm done with it." Feng Qingyu took the ledger.

"No, just sit here, so you don't have to walk around."

"Ok."

For some reason, although they have worked together not long ago, they have an inexplicable understanding and have a good impression of each other.

It may be because they are similar in age, they can also talk.

"Qingyu, in the future, when no one is around, you can call me by my name." Jin Pingting smiled lightly.

"Okay." Feng Qingyu looked at her and smiled faintly.

They worked overtime until [-] o'clock in the evening before reconciling the accounts.

"Come on, I treat you to dinner as a thank you for working overtime with me."

"Then I won't be polite." Feng Qingyu smiled softly.

The two women walked out of the company side by side. With their beautiful faces and graceful figures, they are a beautiful sight wherever they go.

As soon as she left the office door, Jin Pingting's cell phone rang on time. She slightly raised the corners of her lips, and took out the cell phone from her bag. Seeing the expected number, her smile couldn't help but widen. .

"Hey, Shaoqian, where are you?"

"Are you off work? I asked Shen Ya to pick you up. I'm socializing. I'll be home later."

"Oh, I saw Shen Ya." Jin Pingting looked around the door with bright eyes, and saw Shen Ya standing beside the black car.

"You're still socializing, drink less, you know?" She reminded again worriedly.

"Understood, wife, wait for me at home, I'll be back soon." Rong Shaoqian's deep voice carried some heavy metal music into Jin Pingting's ears.

She frowned slightly, knowing that he must be going to some fun-seeking places again.

I don't know if he felt the woman's uneasiness, or the woman suddenly fell silent, Rong Shaoqian's deep voice came again: "Don't worry, wife, I will be obedient."

"Who's worried? That's it, Qing Yu and I went to eat first, we're starving to death." Jin Pingting pouted slightly, but the expression on her face relaxed because of Rong Shaoqian's words just now.

"Okay, see you tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Jin Pingting took Feng Qingyu's hand and walked towards the car together.

They asked Shen Ya to drive to a nearby restaurant.

After sitting down in the restaurant, the two women chatted.

"Pingting, I really envy your relationship with President Rong." Feng Qingyu's big clear eyes were full of envy.

"We're alright." Jin Pingting sweetly hooked the corner of her mouth, lowered her head to fork a small piece of steak, and chewed slowly. She glanced at Feng Qingyu who was eating with her head down, and asked: " Oh, by the way, you are as old as me, so you should have a boyfriend too, right?"

Feng Qingyu froze for a moment, a faint sorrow suddenly appeared between her brows, she lowered her head, and after a long time, she raised her head and looked at Jin Pingting, with a faint smile on her face, she shook her head.

Jin Pingting was a little surprised, she thought that for a woman as beautiful as Feng Qingyu and with such a good personality, there must be a man who loves her behind her.

"It's okay, you are so beautiful, you will definitely find a man you love and love you."

"Actually, I have someone I like, but it's impossible for me to be with him." Feng Qingyu's beautiful eyes were stained with a touch of loneliness.

"Oh..." Jin Pingting said "oh" in a daze, she didn't know how to comfort Feng Qingyu, for some reason she felt a little distressed seeing Feng Qingyu like this.

"Hehe...it's okay, I'm used to it." Feng Qingyu suddenly pulled out a sour smile.

Jin Pingting opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't ask. What she wanted to ask was: Why is it impossible to be together?

But seeing Feng Qingyu's sour look, she couldn't bear to dig other people's scars.

"Eat, President Rong is still waiting for you to go home." Feng Qingyu smiled softly again.

"You eat too."

Until she separated from Feng Qingyu and got in the car home, Jin Pingting's thoughts were still lingering on her question.

"Why is it impossible to be together?" She muttered, and suddenly, her eyes widened.

It's impossible to be together. Could it be that the other party is a married man?

But Feng Qingyu doesn't look like someone who can be a mistress, she is so good, she won't destroy other people's families.

"Young Mistress, I'm home." Shen Ya parked the car at the entrance of the villa in the middle of the mountain. He didn't know when it started. In private, he called Jin Pingting to be the Young Mistress.

"Oh, thank you." Jin Pingting brought her unrestrained thoughts back to reality, and after she got out of the car, she said to Shen Ya, "Be careful on the road."

"I will." Shen Ya nodded politely, and drove away. He still had to pick up Rong Shaoqian.

Jin Pingting turned around and walked back home. As soon as she entered the door, before her shoes had been changed, Meng Sang greeted her with a bowl of soup.

"Young Mistress, you are back, I have already warmed up the soup."

As soon as she heard the word soup, Jin Pingting's expression collapsed, and she felt her stomach tumbling a few times. After changing her shoes, she frowned when she looked at the bowl of yellow soup with a strange smell. wrinkled.

"I'm so full I can't drink anymore."

"Young Mistress, this is what the old lady told me to stew for you every day." Meng Sang persisted conscientiously, but in his heart he was somewhat dissatisfied that Jin Pingting didn't know the blessings.

"Meng Sang, I don't need to make this soup for me anymore, I don't want to drink it." Jin Pingting has always been straightforward and asked any questions directly.

After she finished speaking, she didn't take the bowl of soup in Meng Sang's hand, and went straight to the stairs.

"Young Mistress, what the old lady told me to do, I don't dare not to do it, if you don't want to drink, just tell the old lady." Meng Sang's tone was obviously displeased.

Jin Pingting noticed it, she turned her head to stare at Meng Sang, and said flatly, "Okay, I'll tell her, you go back and rest."

After speaking, she went upstairs.

Looking at Jin Pingting's graceful back, jealousy flashed across Meng Sang's deep eyes. She stood firmly in the middle of the living room until she could no longer see Jin Pingting's figure. Then she looked away, looked at the soup in her hand, and suddenly , she brought the soup to her mouth.

Hmph, a woman who doesn't know how to cherish blessings, she will drink if she doesn't drink.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Sang drank up the bowl of soup.

After Jin Pingting returned to the room, taking advantage of Rong Shaoqian's absence, she took her nightgown and walked to the bathroom.

It's been a long time since she took a bath, and she's going to enjoy it tonight.

Filled the bathtub with water, squeezed some rose essence into it, and then added some bubbles, before she slowly took off the clothes on her body.

Looking at the graceful Tong body in the mirror, Jin Pingting's little face flushed slightly.

I don't know if she has been with Rong Shaoqian more recently, she seems to have become a little plumper before, and her already proud breasts seem to be a little fuller again.

She sat in the bathtub, and the moderate temperature water made her sigh comfortably.

"Oh... so comfortable..."

Rong Shaoqian is usually at home, and every time she wants to take a bath, she can't take a bath. In the end, because of his evil participation, it will turn into a passionate scene that is out of control.

Jin Pingting soaked in the bathtub, remembering the fiery intimacy between her and him in the bathroom.

The little face couldn't help but gradually became hot and numb, and it rose from the bottom of my heart.

"God, what am I thinking? It's too shameless..." Suddenly, she realized that she was thinking about something dirty, and she couldn't help but raised her hand to cover her hot face.

After soaking for a while, she was afraid that Rong Shaoqian would come back suddenly, so she got up and stepped out of the bathtub, walked to the shower, and rinsed off the bubbles on her body.

A moment later, she came out of the bathroom in a sexy silk nightdress.

Seeing the coldness of the room, the little face couldn't help but pull down in disappointment.

It was almost ten o'clock, and Rong Shaoqian hadn't come back yet.

She stepped out of the balcony and looked around, except for the scattered lights, occasionally one or two cars would pass by the road outside the villa.

Oh, forget it, don't wait.

She sighed softly and went back to bed to sleep.

She was so sleepy that she fell into a deep sleep not long after.

It was past 11:30 when Rong Shaoqian returned home. When he returned to the room, he saw the sleeping woman, his cold and arrogant expression softened, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

It was such a good feeling to be home and see her.

He walked to the side of the bed, gently pulled the quilt for her, and then stared deeply at her sleeping face for a long time before heading to the bathroom.

After a while, he came out of the bathroom with only a white towel around his waist on his strong body.

He walked to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt, lay down on it, stretched out his long arms, and hugged the woman's delicate body.