Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

He moved his fingers stiffly, and the light in his eyes dimmed in an instant.

Qing Wan pretended not to see anything and smiled sweetly at the other side, "When will you finish your work? I miss you so much."

"boom!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground startled Qing Wan. She turned around subconsciously and saw Jiang Si, whose eyebrows were sunken in the shadows and the curve of his lips was very strange.

"Sorry." He squatted down and picked up the cup again, then turned around to get a tissue to wipe the water off the ground.

Seeing that there was no problem, Qing Wan withdrew her gaze and walked out of the dance studio with her phone in hand.

"Why aren't you talking?" She asked, blinking her eyes. "You look so pale, are you too tired?"

Jiang Mosui's expression changed several times, and he finally asked sullenly, "How come your phone is in my father's hands, and he was waiting outside the door for you to change clothes?"

"I have to prepare a program for the school celebration. Mr. Jiang has prepared a lot of clothes for me and wants me to try them on to see if they fit me."

Qing Wan looked frank and had no strange reaction at all when Jiang Si was mentioned.

Was he overthinking? But his father's behavior...

Jiang Mosui couldn't shake off the bad premonition in his heart, but before he could ask more questions, the secretary knocked on the door hurriedly.

He said that there was a big problem with the project he took over and the situation was very urgent. All the board members had already arrived and they needed to discuss a solution quickly.

Jiang Mosui was annoyed by being urged. He untied his tie with one hand, said goodbye to Qing Wan hastily and was about to hang up the phone.

But in the second before she pressed the button, Qing Wan didn't hold the phone firmly, and when it fell to the ground, the camera just happened to capture the skirt she was wearing.

She is slim and plump, lively and charming, with a low neckline and a tight waistline, which makes Qingwan's every move pure and charming.

Is this a gift for my daughter-in-law?!

Jiang Mosui's eyes widened, but before he could ask any questions, Qing Wan hung up the phone.

After that, no one answered the phone no matter how hard he called.

The secretary was still urging me, as if he was demanding my life.

No matter how dumb Jiang Mosui was, he could sense that something was wrong, so he rushed back immediately, grabbing his coat.

Before Keren walked out of the office, the secretary with glasses smiled politely.

"Master Jiang, this project is worth 30 billion. You should know what it means to step out of this door."

The emotion in Jiang Mosui's eyes suddenly turned cold. He turned back abruptly, his cold gaze almost murderous.

"He arranged all this, didn't he?"

The secretary's expression remained unchanged, and his smile seemed to have been measured.

"I don't understand what you mean, but I hope you can understand that this project for you to practice was also completed bit by bit with our desperate efforts. If something happens to you, I think there will be no less than ten people jumping off this building tomorrow."

"I'm sure you'll have to spend some time thinking about the consequences of this, so I'm just reminding you in good faith."

These words immediately angered Jiang Mosui. He clenched his fists so tightly that his fingertips drew blood from his palms. After a while, he let out a deep breath and turned to walk towards the meeting room.

At the same time, Qing Wan returned to the dance studio and threw away her silent cell phone.

Jiang Si, who was preparing to use the camera, took a quick look and then silently withdrew his gaze without saying anything.

Qing Wan knew.

He is angry.

She pretended not to notice anything, turned to face the mirror, and tapped the beat absentmindedly, as if she was recalling the movements.

Jiang Si kept looking at her, and in less than five minutes, he took the initiative to come over.

"Baby." His voice was dull and hoarse, and inexplicably made people feel a little aggrieved. "Why don't you talk to me? Are you angry with me?"

This posture of turning the tables made Qing Wan almost laugh out loud, but when she turned to face Jiang Si, she looked as soft as a little white rabbit again.

"How could that be? I just saw you working on the equipment and felt embarrassed to disturb you."

Jiang Si's eyes were still gloomy, and the smile on his face was a little strange, but fortunately he didn't dwell on this issue.

In a blink of an eye, he was the gentlemanly and reliable elder again, accompanying Qing Wan in choosing songs, giving her some suggestions on dancing from time to time, and so on.

I went downstairs to get some drinks, all of which were beautifully colored fruit wines.

Qing Wan took a look and indeed, did not see any water around.

She calmly withdrew her gaze, pretended to practice a few unfamiliar movements, and then shouted that she was thirsty.

Taking the fruit wine handed to her by Jiang Si, she took a sip out of curiosity. It was sweet but not too strong and tasted very good.

It seemed like a very suitable drink for people who were drinking for the first time, but Qing Wan knew that this thing had a strong aftereffect.

However, she just happened to need an opportunity to let loose.

After all, she had hardly eaten any "food" since she came here. If it weren't for the spiritual energy in Jiang Si's body, she would have starved to death long ago.

But just absorbing it from a close distance like this is obviously laborious and time-consuming. If you can go a step further, the effect will be drastically different.

However, you still have to strike a balance.

Because if a succubus has sex with someone, then she can only feed on that person's love from now on.

Qing Wan didn't want to experience this feeling of being controlled by others again.

Qing Wan looked at her fruit wine with surprise, eyes wide open and exclaimed: "What is this? It tastes so good."

Jiang Si was amused by her expression, "This is called summer wine, a kind of fruit wine, very suitable for girls to drink."

When Jiang Si said this, Qing Wan greedily drank a few more sips, her beautiful eyes and eyebrows filled with joy.

“It’s really delicious.”

"You can't drink so much at once."

Jiang Si responded to the little drunkard with a smile, his gaze falling into her bright eyes, which were clear and transparent, reflecting his figure.

She looked so focused, as if he was the only person in her world.

Jiang Si's throat tightened, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, pressing heavily on his eyes. Suddenly, he raised his hand and lightly brushed the corner of Qing Wan's mouth with his fingertips.

"Ok?"

Qing Wan subconsciously took a step back, her smile slightly stiff, "Why, what's wrong?"

Jiang Si looked at her steadily, then suddenly smiled in a gentle tone.

"There's some wine on the corner of your mouth, I just wipe it off for you."

"Oh, so that's it." Qing Wan's smile was still a little unnatural, and the warmth just now seemed to linger on the corner of her mouth for a long time.

Her eyes became a little flustered, and she quickly put down her own little teacup and went back to practicing, trying to ignore the strange feeling.

Jiang Si stood there, following her closely with his eyes, the obsession, fanaticism and morbidity surging in his eyes.

He smiled meaningfully, and when Qing Wan wasn't paying attention, he gently brought the fingertips that had touched the corner of her mouth to his lips and sucked very hard.