The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

Shen Jing felt his heart beating violently, and his eyes looking at Tang Qiaoer were gentler than ever before.

But her sharp and cold words hurt my heart so much that I was in a trance as I gazed at her affectionate eyes.

"Master, Master!"

When Wen Qiang saw Tang Qiao'er appear, her expression was extremely complicated. She had a lot of things to ask, but she didn't know how to ask.

"Shen Jingjue, why are you here?" Tang Qiaoer asked with a cold voice.

Shen Jingjue saw that she didn't show any nostalgia for him, as if the life and death they experienced last time didn't exist at all. Shen Jingjue felt even more uncomfortable, but he still answered her affectionately: "Looking for you. I want to see you."

"Stop talking about it, do you believe what you said?" Tang Qiaoer's red lips curled up into a sneer, not bothering him at all.

Shen Jingjue: "..."

"Okay, you've seen me, so leave here immediately." Wen Qiang also issued an eviction order angrily.

This scumbag was entangled with that bitch surnamed Jin before. After Jin's downfall, he immediately came back to take advantage of her. It was so unsightly that she was afraid of dirtying her own land just standing here!

"I won't leave." Shen Jingjue's eyes darkened and his attitude was firm.

"You're a loser! Do you have to let me hit you with a golf club?" Wen Qiang is usually an iceberg goddess in front of outsiders, but once someone bullies the people around her, her fiery temper will come out. .

In this regard, she followed her master.

"Qiao'er."

Shen Jingjue ignored her and only looked at his ex-wife eagerly, "I have something to tell you."

Tang Qiaoer's heart shrank, and she met the man's hot gaze in disbelief.

Qiaoer?

Is this... calling her?

During the three years they were married, he always called her by her first name, and sometimes even omitted her first name. When he spoke to her, he always got to the point directly.

Han Xian was also shocked, but in his heart he was happy for the CEO!

Boss, your heartless and desireless wooden fish brain has finally enlightened you!

"Hey, who are you calling? Be respectful. You are divorced now and my master doesn't seem to want to talk to you. You should call me master..."

"If you have anything to say, come up and say it."

Tang Qiaoer ordered coldly, turned and left.

Shen Jingjue felt as if he was being favored by heaven. Although he tried to calm down his mind, he could not hide the joy on his brows and followed him without saying a word.

Han Xian's grin reached the back of his head. He loved to see Mr. Shen look so cheap when he was chasing his wife.

Seeing that she couldn't stop him, Wen Qiang could only vent her resentment on Han Gouzi and gave him a fierce look. "You wait outside the door. People and dogs like Shen Jingjue are not allowed in!"

……

Shen Jingjue caught up with Tang Qiaoer as quickly as possible.

But Tang Qiaoer never looked back at him, and it was difficult for him to get a ray of attention that belonged to him.

But, it doesn't matter.

The fact that she asked him to stay today shows that his efforts have already received some response. Even if there is only a slight turning point, he must firmly grasp it!

After three years of marriage, he let her go with his own hands.

Now, he wants to chase her back personally!

As she approached the door of the studio, Tang Qiaoer paused suddenly, but did not look back.

"Qiao'er, I..."

"Who allowed you to call me that?"

Tang Qiaoer slowly looked towards the embarrassed man behind her, her eyes cold and not angry at all, "You don't think it's disgusting, but I also think it's disgusting."

"I just... don't want to be so unfamiliar with you." Shen Jingjue's heart trembled, and he didn't understand why she was angry again.

He is not very good at coaxing people. He is a great CEO who makes decisions in shopping malls and speaks eloquently at international business summit meetings. Now when facing the woman he likes, he becomes at a loss and clumsy-tongued.

"Qiao'er... Rou'er... Hehe, please don't call me that, Mr. Shen. It makes me feel like I'm equated with some green tea bitch, and it makes me feel that my personality has been insulted." Tang Qiao'er's eyes were sharp again. It's cold.

Shen was surprised to find that his dry thin lips tightened, and his throat hurt as if he had been pierced by an awl.

He found that the hurt he had caused her had not disappeared at all. It was even as deep in her heart as it was when they first divorced.

As long as there is any clue that reminds her of the past, she will hold on to it and magnify it infinitely.

She never thought about forgiving him, or in other words, she ordered herself not to forget the past that they both felt embarrassed about. If she didn't forget it, their relationship would not be able to take a new step.

"Qiao'er, it has nothing to do with anyone else that I call you this. I just..." Shen Jingjue explained with a dry mouth.

"enough."

Tang Qiaoer opened the door and interrupted him coldly, "Don't think too much, I asked you to come over, but I understand your character. If I don't let you do what you want to do today, you are It is absolutely impossible to leave Ah Qiang's place.

I just don't want to cause trouble to Ah Qiang. "

Shen Jingjue looked at Tang Qiaoer's lonely back, his expression darkened.

She brought him into the studio for no other reason than because Aunt Rou's birthday was coming soon. She usually had to attend to many things in the hotel during the day, and only had time to come to Wen Qiang's place to make clothes after dusk, so she had to race against time.

Tang Qiaoer picked up a high-quality white jade hairpin on the table, tossed her hair elegantly, and skillfully pulled her watery black hair into a full bun.

Shen Jingjue's eyes were full of tenderness and he moved his fingertips slightly.

Her hair is dark, dense and thick, like water and silk, making people want to touch it.

He remembered that when they were newly married, there was a time when they slept together. Tang Qiaoer didn't sleep well at night, and her hair fell to his side like splashes of ink. He was afraid of pressing her hair, so he carefully gathered it together.

The man's nose was filled with soreness, and his eye circles were silently red.

At that time, Tang Qiaoer was sleeping next to him, like a pearl and jade at his side, easily accessible. Now he was not even qualified to touch her.

"Hey."

Tang Qiaoer held a fixed needle between her lips and used it to sew some decorations on the dress, "How is your health lately?"

"It's okay." Shen Jingjue's voice was hoarse and he replied in a low voice.

"Ah."

She kept working on her hands, raised her long eyelashes and looked at the man who was standing there blankly, "If you don't want to tell me, do you have something to tell me? Tell me."

"..." Shen Jingjue was silent for a moment.

"Oh, why are you mute again? You'd better not lie to me. You'd better really have something to say."

The man's breath tightened. He felt that if he really didn't say something, he would be kicked out. He hurriedly said, "Actually, I came here this time to find Ms. Wen Qiang and inquire about someone."

"Who?"

"Sharon."

Tang Qiaoer remained calm, but her fingertips trembled slightly, "Sharon? That internationally renowned fashion designer? Why are you asking about her?"

"I want to ask her to come out and help me design a dress." Shen Jingjue said seriously.

"She has no time. She should give up on this idea." Tang Qiaoer lowered her eyes and snorted coldly in her heart.

This doggy man wanted to ask Alexa to design jewelry before, but this time he asked Sharon to design clothes for him.

Does he really dare to think that he thinks the earth revolves around him? Is he the big sun?

Shen Jingjue frowned slightly, "How can you be so sure? Do you know her?"

"Why do you want her to make clothes?" Tang Qiaoer did not answer directly, but asked tactfully.

"I...an elder I know is having a birthday, and I would like to ask her to design a dress. Then I would like to give this dress to that elder." Shen Jingjue's tone was somewhat covert.

He didn't want to tell her about designing a dress for Chu Rou, but wanted to give her a surprise when the time came.

But the people who say it are like a flower, but the people who listen don’t think so.

Tang Qiaoer laughed jokingly, "Oh, yes, I almost forgot. This weekend is the birthday of the noble Mrs. Shen Dong.

I guess you want to take this opportunity to show off in front of Director Shen and offer a birthday gift to your stepmother, right? I'm interested. "

"Tang Qiao'er." Shen Jing felt his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he was filled with anger.

It's not that he can't bear her narrow-minded ridicule, but he doesn't like this feeling of being misunderstood!

"When you contact Sharon, don't tell her that you are preparing a birthday gift for Qin Shu. I'm afraid she will turn you into a dog's head."

Tang Qiaoer was holding her breath in her heart, and turned her back and stopped looking at him, "Are you done? Let's go quickly, I have to continue working, and you are annoying me by being here.

what! ”

Suddenly, she was distracted for a moment, and the needle tip pricked her fingertips, and she couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Shen Jingjue hurriedly walked to her side and grabbed her delicate little hand with anxious eyes.

As expected, Yingying's jade finger was pricked by a needle and secreted a drop of bright red blood.

Shen Jingjue's eyebrows tightened, and the needle seemed to have pierced the tip of his heart, "Does it hurt?"

"Let go." Tang Qiaoer's slender little hands tried to escape from his palm, but it was useless.

The blood droplets were spreading, like a richly colored rose blooming in front of him, making his eye sockets heat up.

The next second, Shen Jing felt that he had the courage to take Tang Qiao'er's finger into his mouth.

"You..." Tang Qiaoer's pupils suddenly trembled, and her heart beat violently.

An indescribable, moist and soft warmth gently wrapped around her index finger, sucking gently.

Tang Qiao'er felt a tingling electric current flowing from her fingers into her heart and quickly traveling throughout her limbs.

Her breath gradually became messy, her cheeks burned crimson, and her fingers trembled uncontrollably in the man's hot mouth...

Shen Jingjue clearly felt her trembling. He couldn't help but narrow his peach blossom eyes, and rubbed her knuckles with his thin lips, going from deep to shallow, then from shallow to deep.

When their eyes met, Tang Qiaoer felt a little weak in her body and a little dizzy in her head.

The loving look on his face at this moment was just like the look in his eyes that made her sink under the moonlight that night when they were holding the rain and the clouds.

They obviously didn't do anything, but they felt like they had done everything.

Shen Jing felt that his breathing had become rapid, and the heat in the air was also rising silently.

"enough!"

Tang Qiaoer panicked in her heart and pulled away her hand as if she was waking up from a dream.

She had just taken half a step back when Shen Jingjue stretched out his long arm, hooked her waist, and pulled her into his arms!

"Shen Jingjue! What do you want to do?!" Tang Qiaoer's beautiful eyes flashed with panic.

The man was so excited that he couldn't help but stare into her eyes like stars. Their bodies touching each other conveyed each other's strong heartbeats and each other's hot body temperature.

"Tang Qiao'er, I want to kiss you." He made no secret of it, his eyes were full of desire and frankness.

The eldest lady's heart twitched and she gritted her teeth, "Hugh..."

miss you.

The sudden kiss blocked her red lips, swallowed up her words, and pried open her teeth.

Then deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper...