The president is committing suicide

I don’t know why Shen Cong, who has a gentle and handsome face, still gives people a strong sense of oppression.

He was clearly not angry, his eyes and expression were even gentle, and he gave off an aura that told him to stay away from me.

No, it means stay away from her.

Qiao Shen didn't want to admit that he lost this scene. When he declared his possession of Ding Jiaying, he was stunned and even wanted to step back to show that he had nothing to do with it.

Ding Jiaying's eyes lit up, and seemed to be full of light. But that brilliant light was not because of herself, but because of Shen Cong.

"Is this Mr. Shen?"

"Ah, that's right." Ding Jiaying came to her senses and looked at Shen Cong's gloomy face with some worry, "Shen Cong, my husband. This is Mr. Qiao Shenqiao, a student of Teacher Zhen."

The word "Mr." suddenly pleased Shen Cong's heart. Mr. Qiao, humph.

Shen Cong hugged Ding Jiaying tighter, his eyes not looking at Qiao Shen, but at her shy earlobes: "I'm worried about you coming out alone."

He was wearing a neat suit and the ice-cold CEO who was said to be unapproachable by people and animals actually looked so warm.

We are about the same age, but he is 22 years old and mature, steady and charming. I think I have a good face and a good heart, but I become a dispensable passerby in front of his aura.

"She's already married." Shen Cong said this and left with Ding Jiaying.

Qiao Shen looked calm and smiled as he watched the rude Shen Cong and Ding Jiaying leave, holding his cell phone tightly in his hand.

It was just a joke at first, but now it seems we need to take it more seriously.

Ding Jiaying didn't know how to explain why she felt a little ashamed and wanted to explain in the midst of the chaos. Obviously nothing had happened, she was just exchanging contact information with a possible future work partner.

This is all normal.

What's abnormal is why I automatically start to put myself in the shoes of a wife, and feel as panic-stricken as if my husband suddenly discovered that I was flirting with a young hunk.

"Why is there still sweat on your forehead? Hasn't the get out of class been over for a while?"

Ding Jiaying hadn't recovered from her shock yet. She reached out her hand and wiped her forehead, and sure enough, her hand was covered in sweat.

I couldn't tell whether it was sweat on my forehead or on my hands.

It was not until Shen Cong came up to her with a towel, lowered his head and wiped the sweat off her face that Ding Jiaying woke up from her dream and found her voice: "You... why did you come back suddenly?"

"Things have changed. They decided to come here in person. So I don't have to go." Shen Cong looked at Ding Jiaying tenderly.

However, Ding Jiaying felt something cold touching her neck.

"..."

"Didn't you say you were going to work at Xiao Mimi's company? To get back your shares and your career future? To be a better person?"

With every question he asked, he moved one step closer to Ding Jiaying. With every breath he took, he was one centimeter closer to her. Unable to bear this kind of ambiguous torture, Ding Jiaying felt that her face was about to be washed away by the blood and turned into the purest red.

"I am just working normally." Ding Jiaying's voice became smaller and smaller, and she felt increasingly guilty as she said this perfectly normal sentence.

What's wrong with you?

“How can a normal job be in a dance studio?”

Shen Cong was stunned when he asked this question. Jealous? I haven't seen such a petty and aggressive guy for a long time.

Ding Jiaying didn't catch the crack in his expression, and she was thinking about how to hide the fact that she wanted to dance in front of him again. Not again, but in her current state, she would dance in front of him for the first time in her life.

Ah, it feels like no matter how I say it, it's not so fair. The more I talk, the more it sounds like I just want to please him with my beauty, and I can't wait to pack myself up and give myself to him.

"It's not..."

Let me think about how I can argue?

Shen Cong stopped her: "Stop talking. I was wrong."

Ding Jiaying looked up in astonishment, her eyes looking into a pool of boundless affection, her lips trembling slightly, unable to say a word to Shen Cong who was rushing to admit his mistake. But her heart was violently hit, and all kinds of emotions were scattered, heartache, bitterness, joy...

wrong?

She also felt that she was wrong.

But I really can't remember where I went wrong.

After thinking about it, I realized that for some unknown reason, I really fell in love with him.

Does he really like himself like this, or does he just can't bear to give up the shadow of Ding Jiaying, whom he used to like?

With fear and doubt, she looked anxiously at the person who said she was wrong.

What mistake did he want to admit?

Did he finally realize that the current Ding Jiaying would lie, and that the current Ding Jiaying would not really love him?

Is he finally going to give up?

When I was about to admit that I was falling in love with him?

How could there be someone in the world who could experience extreme heat and extreme coldness in just one look?

How is it possible to travel between heaven and hell in just a thought?

Shen Cong held Ding Jiaying's face, their breaths intertwined. His lips were a little rough, like he had walked through a grassland with only light rain and strong winds for thousands of miles, eagerly looking forward to water.

When the two separated, Ding Jiaying was a little dazed.

"I……"

Shen Cong had just said one word when Ding Jiaying stood on tiptoe and covered her lips with his, fearing that he would say a word she didn't want to hear.

The panting sound can easily make people lose their minds.

Before things got out of control, Shen Cong barely managed to break free from the huge temptation.

He held Ding Jiaying tightly in his arms, not daring to look into her misty eyes, for fear that if he looked at her any longer he would follow his heart and indulge himself.

But she didn't know what she was doing now, and maybe she didn't mean to express this.

His heavy breathing sounded behind Ding Jiaying's ears, like an agitated horse being ordered to calm down its intense emotions.

"Aying, I love you. I won't do anything to you."

His voice sounded like a mixture of indescribable tenderness and sexy restraint in Ding Jiaying's ears, and what he said made Ding Jiaying calm down a little.

He is protecting her.

After understanding this meaning, Ding Jiaying felt that she was finished.

She would never want to leave this man again.

"I know."

Her voice was very soft, but Shen Cong still heard it.

"But I will drive away every evil-minded person around you, and cut off every bad peach blossom that comes your way."

He said these extremely sour words in a serious manner, and Ding Jiaying burst out laughing.

Help me, she actually thought such a man was so cute. Was she crazy?