Tomorrow can be expected + extra episode

What catches the eye is a red mark.

Fortunately, it is fortunate that there is a wool blanket as a cushion, otherwise I am afraid it will be bruised.

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"You're not her, I know that."

The drunkard made no move to refuse Jane’s listening.

Drunk is drunk, but someone moved her pants just now, she can still feel it.

"Why am I not her?"

Jane Ting sat back on the sofa.

She was afraid that if she didn't respond to the drunkard, something bad would happen in a while.

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"...This is China, she is in England, how could you be her?"

Jane paused, but couldn't say any rebuttal words for a while.

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"But you do look like her. You also have a special scent about you."

Jiang Chen turned around unconsciously, pillowed on Jane Ting's lap, and nestled into Jane Ting's abdomen.

She rested her head on the top of the sofa, breathing back and forth through Jane's shirt through the tip of her nose.

"That's the smell, the smell of Jane Ting."

The person in the arms is still murmuring how similar the fragrance is, but the person sitting there is extremely complicated.

Jane didn't know how to let it go.

She could clearly feel the light breath on the abdomen.

Gently, through the silk material, it hit her abdomen, and hit her heart.

In that instant, even the palms of her hands turned pink.

She raised her hand, not knowing where to put it.

In the end, I could only hook the hair end of the other party farthest away from me, tightening and loosening.

She was thinking about how to speak, but felt something wet her clothes.

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Jane Ting hurriedly lowered her head, but the person in her arms was buried in her abdomen.

"Are you crying?"

"What's the matter, kid?"

Although the person in her arms was quite drunk, and although the emotion might not be real pain, Jane Ting just couldn't see the other party's unhappy appearance.

Can't see the other party's tears, not even a little bit.

She didn't hesitate any more, and shouted hard at the person in her arms, determined to pull Jiang Chen out of her arms.

But the other party hugged her so tightly that she couldn't take advantage of any loopholes.

However, when he wiped Jiang Chen's face, he took away a hand of tears.

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"What's the matter?"

Jane panicked. What could be more difficult than communicating with an unconscious person?

She could only think, did the other party hurt too much just now?

She was so anxious that she wanted to leave the sofa to get the mobile phone on the coffee table.

She has to call an ambulance.

But Jiang Chen didn't give her a chance.

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"...Why haven't you come back yet?"

"……I miss you so much."

"……never mind."

"The UK should be more suitable for you. If you don't come back, don't come back."

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At this moment, Jane Ting suddenly felt that the person who needed to call an ambulance might be herself.

Otherwise, how could her heart be in such pain?

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After mumbling these few words, his breathing gradually became steady, and Jiang Chen fell into a lethargic sleep.

But Jane Ting has been staring at an unknown place on the TV, her mind turning a thousand times.

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Xu felt that this position was uncomfortable, so Jiang Chen turned over and left Jane Ting's calf, and lay his pillow on the sofa.

Jane heard the opportunity, and went upstairs to fetch another pillow.

He lifted her head and put her on the cushion again.

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The phone rang suddenly, and before Jiang Chen realized it, Jane heard it right and pressed the answer button.

It was only after answering that I felt strange that this was not my mobile phone.

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"Boss, are you okay?"

Perhaps it was this title that brought Jane back to her senses. She took down her phone and glanced at the name on the screen: Wen Yang.

She suddenly remembered that Wen Yang was the life assistant Qiao Mujun had mentioned.

"Hi, I'm not Jiang Chen."

Wen Yang was startled.

Someone at Jiang Chen's house in the middle of the night?

"Then who are you?"

Wen Yang did not forget Director Qiao's entrustment.

After leaving Jiang Chen's house, Qiao Mujun remembered that he forgot to tell Jane to listen to Wen Yang's call.

In order to avoid disturbing the two people in the room, she had no choice but to turn her head and ask Wen Yang to pay more attention.

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"Maybe your surname is Jane? Are you Jane Ting?"

Wen Yang didn't know where he got the inspiration from, so he sent a question first when Jane Ting was thinking about how to reply her.

"Yes, I am Jane Ting."

Jane Ting had never had contact with Jiang Chen's assistant before, and she had never met face to face, let alone a conversation?

But where did the other party get the intuition to recognize it as hers?

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"Hello, Miss Jane. I heard Director Qiao mentioned you, and she said that you are now with my boss."

Only Wen Yang knew that he was lying.

She was inexplicably familiar with Jane's voice, and it was this unusually familiar feeling that prompted her to recognize the voice.

Where did Qiao Mujun tell her?

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"Director Qiao asked me to see if the boss is not feeling well?"

"She's sleeping now... She's in a much better state than before, she should just be drunk."

"Okay, that's good, thank you."

"It's okay, it was originally..."

Jane was a little dazed, what did she want to answer?

This was originally my business?

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Jane Ting spent the night with Jiang Chen in the living room.

She didn't leave the living room to change clothes in the bedroom until the room was brightly lit.

After a night of ups and downs, the clothes on my body are too wrinkled, doesn't it look like someone who just woke up would wear them?

Dressed neatly, when passing by Jiang Chen's room, Jane Ting suddenly stopped at the door.

She was nervous, but she had never felt so confident.

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The combination lock on the door is six digits.

Jane Ting reached out and pressed six buttons.

"di"

The door opened.

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“9、1、0、4、1、7”

Jane listened to her birthday.

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She did not enter the house.

He just reached out and closed the door again, just like it was when it was not opened.

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And at the same time as the automatic locking sound fell, were her tears.

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☆、Chapter 159

The author has something to say: today's second update

At the evening banquet, Jiang Chen didn't eat two bites of food at all.

Between emptiness and arrogance, only care about worldly sophistication.

As the top leader of the company, she has to manage the food problems of more than 150 people and more than 150 families, and she can't do whatever she wants.

Facing those two glasses of Moutai, she really wanted to explain that she hardly drank alcohol.

But in the current situation, there is no room for her to retreat.

She doesn't like the wine table culture of the Chinese people, but she can only let herself float in it.

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That night, drunk people didn't sleep well.

It didn't take long for Jane to hang up Wen Yang's call, and the person on the sofa woke up in pain.

What woke Jiang Chen up was not a nightmare, but a burning sensation in his throat and stomach.

Even if he only drank two glasses tonight, he still hurt his body, which has almost no ability to resist alcoholism.

Jiang Chen snorted dully, sweat covered his head again.

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Along with the feeling of nausea, there is also a trace of clarity.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a hand resting on her forehead.

The physical discomfort could no longer allow her to think too much, and she couldn't even make a subconscious resistance reaction.

She could only let that hand wipe off the sweat from her face, and she didn't see the person kneeling by the sofa until she removed the warm towel.

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"Jane listen?"

The man who clenched his lower lip nodded in sadness,

"it's me."

Jane wiped the sweat from Jiang Chen's forehead again, but couldn't help but ask a silly question,

"Feeling okay?"

She was terribly worried.

She woke up from Jiang Chen's subconscious cry of pain.

Seeing the faces of the people on the sofa change and change, she is also suffering from the same torment.

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"never mind."

Jiang Chen really recognized the other party now.

It is this "nothing" that seems extremely perfunctory.

How can she be called "nothing" in her current appearance?

Even when he was talking, his hands were still tightly covering his stomach.

Jane knew that Jiang Chen was comforting herself.

She didn't want to poke it.

At this time, she can only do her best to protect her and do her best.

However, the burning pain in the body did not give the two of them a chance to deliberately ignore it. In the next second, a strong nausea rushed up from the stomach.