Magnate Tycoon: How Did Simply Enjoying Life Make Me a Male God?-Chapter 622 - 426: Methods

Li Jing heard the discontent in her tone and grinned:

"Didn't I specifically come back to Tianhai to keep you company? Otherwise, I would have directly gone abroad and stayed there for so long."

Wei Jia crossed her arms, snorted coldly, but couldn't hide the concern in her eyes:

"If you dare go abroad without even seeing me, I'll dare chase you down and drag you back."

Li Jing shook his head helplessly. That familiar strong personality hadn't changed at all. He casually turned his head and met Wei Jia behind him.

Due to the angle, his gaze inadvertently swept across her low neckline, where the large area of fair skin was even more tempting supported by the lace, the barely visible outline made him catch his breath.

A surge of impulse rose in him, and he suddenly reached out and pulled Wei Jia onto his lap.

Wei Jia cried out in surprise, her hands instinctively braced against Li Jing's chest, the lace hem of her dress fluttering up and down with the motion, exposing her fair, slender calf.

She frowned and complained: "What are you doing? Can't you be less rough?"

Li Jing held her tightly, his gaze greedily sweeping over her exquisite collarbone, seductive red lips, and the faint curves under the slip dress:

"With a strong woman like you, if I'm not rough and strong, how can I handle you?"

Saying this, his hands began to wander restlessly over Wei Jia's body.

Wei Jia blushed slightly, forcefully pushed him away, stood up and tidied her somewhat disheveled dress, sat back down beside him, her arms crossed, her eyes contained anger and grievance:

"I see you're forceful with me, but very tender with other women, huh?"

Li Jing reluctantly moved his gaze away from her, a teasing smile on his lips:

"Does President Wei hope I'm forceful or hope I'm tender? I can be either."

Seeing the heat in Li Jing's eyes, Wei Jia twirled the lace edge of her dress, knowing he was up to no good again, she deliberately diverted the topic:

"Enough, enough. You kept me busy for quite a while last night, my body isn't as durable as yours."

She flicked Li Jing's forehead with her fingers, a playful look in her eye, "Speaking of which, your high-rise apartment is grand, but isn't the room a bit too cramped?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Li Jing leaned back against the leather sofa, a low laugh escaped his throat: "I don't live here often, a space of about a hundred square meters is enough. Besides, you're the only one living here."

His fingers brushed across Wei Jia's hanging strands of hair, "Even An Tong and the others have to go back to their rented apartments at night."

Wei Jia propped her elbow on the sofa armrest, her silk dress slipped down a few inches on her crossed long legs, revealing her pearly white ankle:

"Sitting on assets worth billions, still holding onto an apartment?"

She recalled the rose-covered manor in Lishui City, her eyelashes fluttered lightly, "You've stayed at my place, houses with gardens are much more comfortable. This high rise doesn't even have a spot to bask in the sun."

Li Jing pondered for a moment, then leaned in close, his warm breath brushing past her ear:

"Since President Wei is so knowledgeable, why not help me find a villa?"

His eyes flashed with pride, "And a car, that Maserati has run for over half a year, getting dull. I've heard you need connections for limited edition sports cars? President Wei, you're capable?"

"So you think of me as your procurement assistant?"

Wei Jia slapped away his wandering hand, her red lips curved in a faint smile, "So much money, but never seen it spent on a decent gift for me."

Before she finished speaking, her chin was lifted by Li Jing, meeting his eyes filled with smiles: "What do you want? Should I directly gift you a suite as a palace?"

"Stop joking."

Wei Jia turned her head to dodge, her hair brushing against Li Jing's hand, "What's yours is mine, right? Would you dare keep me out even if you bought a villa?"

She regained her usual sharp demeanor, her fingertip poked at Li Jing's chest, "Remember to leave me a south-facing room with a terrace, so I can put a coffee machine and bookshelf."

Seeing her seriously planning, Li Jing nodded helplessly: "Alright, alright, President Wei's exclusive VIP suite."

He suddenly remembered something and looked at Wei Jia's always perfectly tailored suit with a few notes of concern in his voice,

"Honestly, want me to tailor some casual clothes for you? Always wearing business attire, you need to change your style."

Wei Jia chuckled softly, stood up, straightened her dress, and walked toward the kitchen:

"No need. Watching the company's quarterly reports rise rapidly is more satisfying than wearing any high fashion gown."

When she turned back, her brows and eyes were full of commanding presence, but the smile on her lips was filled with tenderness.

She leisurely brewed a cup of coffee, took a sip, leaving a neat lip print on the rim.

Then she gently placed the cup on the gold-rimmed tray with a crisp sound.

"By the way, about Zhang Fuqiang whom you asked me to investigate recently, finally some progress."

She lazily stretched, the lace slip dress sliding down half an inch, outlining a hint of curve below her swan-like neck.

Li Jing's fingers, originally resting casually on the sofa armrest, twitched, sitting up straight with eyes blazing: "Let's hear it."

"Zhang's Prop Rental has been rooted in Tianhai for over ten years, on the surface it's his uncle acting as the named legal representative,"

Wei Jia slid through the tablet, "But in reality, the network Zhang Fuqiang's amassed over the years in the entertainment industry has all become a living billboard for the family business.

Whenever there's a project linked by him in those crew purchase lists, the quoted prices soar to thirty percent above market price."

Li Jing's brows narrowed in concern: "So he dares flaunt in the crew relying on this?"

"That's just the tip of the iceberg."

Wei Jia pulled up a few screenshots of chat records, her slender fingers tapping the screen, "Yang Xiaoxiu's participation in that xianxia drama had props supplied by Zhang's.