Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

The voices in the party venue could be heard, and everyone seemed to have noticed Jiang Zijin's existence, and turned their attention to her.

The invisible debuff covering Jiang Zijin's body disappeared in an instant.

Her appearance is already outstanding, but simply standing can attract the attention of many people.

At this time, there was no systematic cover-up, and the sight that fell on his body gradually became a bit blatantly hot.

"Who is this? I've never seen it before..."

"It looks familiar."

"Why didn't I find out that there is such a beautiful one just now? She looks better than Miss Yunxi..."

The prying or coveting eyes traced Jiang Zijin's body inch by inch, making her a little uncomfortable, and the tip of her nose was filled with the familiar cold woody fragrance of the man in front of her.

She whispered, "Thank you, Xie Jing..."

Perhaps because of the guilt of missing an appointment, Jiang Zijin was a little afraid to look at him.

The corner of her mouth still had the warmth from Xie Jing's fingertips, and it was a little numb.

Three years have passed, Xie Jing's appearance is more cold and mature than before.

He was much taller. He was half a head taller than Jiang Zijin when he was only sixteen before. Over the years, he had skyrocketed like a rocket. Standing face to face in front of Jiang Zijin, he was actually more than 20 centimeters taller.

"Let's go somewhere quieter."

The bright yellow lights at the party softened the man's sharp facial features, Xie Jing took out a handkerchief from the lining of his suit, wiped his fingers slowly, and then glanced around.

"It doesn't look like a conversational environment here either."

An assistant-like man in the crowd opened his mouth in embarrassment, "Master, the master is still..."

Xie Jing looked back at him indifferently, "Then tell the old man, I'll go back first if I have something to do."

The assistant opened his mouth, "I'm afraid this is against the rules..."

As soon as the words were finished, the bodyguards surrounding the party rushed in, completely blocking the surrounding area.

They all bowed in unison, and said loudly, "Young Master Xie."

Xie Jing nodded, then turned to look at Jiang Zijin: "Come with me."

Jiang Zijin was a little confused, as dull as she was, and could clearly feel that Xie Jing's attitude towards her was 'wrong'.

Xie Jing was the one who yelled 'Sister, Sister' most diligently before, but since this meeting, Xie Jing has never called her once.

Even the expression on her face was colder than three years ago.

Jiang Zijin: "Where are you going?"

She stood still, feeling uncontrollably nervous.

Xie Jing turned around, frowned, "Go home."

Jiang Zijin's wrist was held by someone, and all the eyes of the people around her fell on her, as if being pricked by a needle.

She struggled with her wrist, but it didn't twitch.

Xie Jing: "Do you want to stay here?"

Jiang Zijin shook her head again and again, for fear that he would be left here alone by her.

With those bodyguards with vicious faces, no one dared to stop them from going out along the way.

"Thank you Dong..."

On the bench not far away, the middle-aged man watched the situation here from a distance, and said to the man in the main seat beside him:

"It's probably inappropriate for Xiao Xie to go out like this."

"That's right, I didn't take you seriously. Is it possible to leave casually on such an occasion? With so many bodyguards, I don't know who is guarding..."

Xie Mingyuan's temples were silvery white, and there was no emotion on his face, neither refuting nor responding.

The man next to him hesitated to speak: "I see, Xiao Xie has been studying abroad for the past two years, and his heart has followed suit. If you hadn't protected him openly and secretly in the market, how could he be as good as he is now?" Achievement......"

"Nowadays, a woman of unknown origin is brought to this kind of occasion. It's really... well, it's not an exaggeration to say a white-eyed wolf."

The middle-aged man shook his head resentfully.

Xie Mingyuan let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity, and said coldly: "I didn't help him, he got what he is like, you don't need to put money on my face."

The middle-aged man froze, "Mr. Xie, I..."

Xie Mingyuan drank the wine glass in one gulp, and said calmly.

"The child is old enough to have his own ideas and measures. Instead of saying these things in front of me, why don't you tell him in front of Xie Jing, and see if he will listen or not?"

Xie Mingyuan has a long ending, he looks more refined and elegant, and when he speaks, it seems like he has been shot, and he is offensive.

"As for the white-eyed wolf you mentioned..."

"I have never cared about him since I was a child, and I have raised him, so why do you say something like a white-eyed wolf?"

"Manager He has this spare time, why don't you take care of your son who smoked D and was arrested and guarded."

The middle-aged man's face turned blue and purple, and he restrained himself abruptly when he wanted to say something. He snorted coldly, had no face to continue sitting here, shook his sleeves and strode away.

Xie Mingyuan looked at his son's back, stroking the expensive suit fabric with his palm, wondering what he was thinking.

......

"Thank you."

The driver was leaning on the car to smoke, but when he saw Xie Jing came back, he quickly extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

"You came out so soon?"

Xie Jing hummed, and said: "You get off work early today, I will drive the car, and you go back."

The driver was taken aback for a moment. He saw the person behind Xie Jing, and he was stunned.

"Miss Jiang?"

He still remembers Jiang Zijin, and he was deeply impressed by Jiang Zijin in just a few meetings three years ago.

"Are you here too?"

Jiang Zijin's appearance is the first person he has ever seen, who is amazing at just one glance. It is still hard to forget after a few years. It seems that she will not change. Her appearance is small, almost the same as before. .

Another point is that three years ago, Jiang Zijin asked him to buy the three-rated movies that were said to be given to Xie Jing, which caused him to look at Xie Jing with weird eyes for several months.

To be honest, after so many years with Xie Jing, this is the first time the driver saw a girl like Jiang Zijin.

"Mr. Zhang."

Jiang Zijin also quickly recognized him, she shrank behind Xie Jing in embarrassment.

The driver was also a little embarrassed. He touched his head and said honestly: "Then please drive, and I will go back first."

Xie Dian nodded.

After the driver left, Xie Jingcai let go of her hand. He opened the rear seat and threw the crutch from his other hand into it.

Jiang Zijin subconsciously wanted to open the door of the back seat of the car, Xie Jing said, "Sit in the front."

She had no choice but to close the door again, walked to the passenger seat, opened the door and sat on it.

Xie Jing sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and held the steering wheel with both hands.

The sleeves were bent to the elbow by him, revealing the smooth muscle lines on the arms, and a luxury watch was worn on the left wrist.

Jiang Zijin didn't see the string of silver bracelets that she gave to Xie Jing when she left.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit too quiet, Xie Jing's face made her feel familiar yet strange.

Teenage years are the time of fastest growth and development.

For her, the last time she saw Xie Jing was just three hours ago, but for Xie Jing, it was three long years.

Three years have brought about earth-shaking changes in his appearance, he has lost the immature aura of a student, and gradually has the stability and maturity of an adult.

Jiang Zijin: "The string I gave you when I left—"

Xie Jing: "Why didn't you tell me when you were leaving?"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time.

Jiang Zijin grabbed the clothes on her body and whispered, "I didn't find a chance to tell you..."

"It's not that I didn't come here on purpose for the past three years, I—"

Xie Jing interrupted her, "I know."

He squeezed the palm of the steering wheel slightly harder.

Jiang Zijin: "My..."

She wanted to talk about the system, but felt that Xie Jing might not understand, so she changed the word, "My friend said, he already told you that I will be late to come down, I—"

Xie Jing didn't speak.

Jiang Zijin looked at his face carefully, and asked, "Didn't it say anything?"

'Gah--'

The car braked suddenly at an intersection, Xie Jing stopped the car on the side of the road.

Xie Jing: "I said it."

Jiang Zijin was taken aback, but luckily she had fastened her seat belt beforehand, and her body only leaned forward slightly.

Xie Jing's long eyelashes drooped, and his voice was low, "Your wound got worse when you left?"

Jiang Zijin was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I'm fine now, I'm fine now, if you don't believe me, look..."

As she spoke, she unbuckled her seat belt and turned around, "Don't worry, I've healed the wound a long time ago, and there's nothing wrong with it."

Xie Jing glanced at it, Jiang Zijin's back skin was as white and delicate as jade, as if it was shining, there was no wound on it, not even a scar left.

Xie Jing: "Is it your 'friend' who treated you?"

Jiang Zijin felt that his tone was strange, so he let go of the hand that was holding the collar of his clothes.

Her wound was indeed healed by the system, so she nodded slightly.

"I can't come out from there until the wound is healed, I..."

Jiang Zijin's voice trembled suddenly.

Xie Jing's face was hidden in the darkness, her dark eyelashes were drooping, and her fingers gently slid from her bare shoulders and neck to her back.

"It hurts?"

The atmosphere in the car fell into an eerie silence.

Xie Jing's fingertips were a little rough, and when his fingertips touched down, the area where the skin touched seemed to explode with crackling electric current.

He pulled down the clothes with one hand, and scratched her skin recklessly with the other.

Jiang Zijin's breathing fluttered, her fingers clenched tightly, and her nails turned white.

She trembled: "Thank you, Xie Jing..."

Xie Jing's touch made goose bumps all over her body, the quality and elasticity of the dress were very good, and the ivory pearl buttons were held in his palm and pulled downwards.

Xie Jing: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zijin flinched, but was forcibly held down again.

Xie Jing: "Don't move, I'll just take a look."

Fingers linger on the smooth back, which is a simple 'look'.

Xie Jing's upper body almost moved to Jiang Zijin's body, and his right hand pressed Jiang Zijin's back lightly, with a deep and slow voice.

"It really is......"

"Not a single wound."

He got too close, so close that Jiang Zijin could clearly feel Xie Jing's gradually hot breathing.

As if he would force her in the next second, he pressed her back and kissed her from above——