MTL - Deliberately Contaminated-Chapter 75

When Mingshuang came home, she accidentally saw a Mercedes-Benz parked in front of her garage, and two men got out of the car. When she saw her, she was stunned for a while, and she didn't know what to call her.

Mingshuang looks extremely beautiful, very flamboyant and eye-catching. She is wrapped in a cashmere coat, with a pointed little face and a very lazy expression. At first glance, she is not a character that ordinary people can raise, so she just stands there In front of the steps of this villa, he looked at them lightly.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law is good." Xiao Zhun said for a while, looking at her a little dumbfounded.

No wonder, this is the Su Daji who has been widely rumored in their company. He can fascinate the pure-hearted President Jiang into this. The former workaholic, who has been reluctant to return to the company for two consecutive months, thinks it is outrageous.

"We have something urgent to come to President Jiang." Xiao Zhun said, "I'm really sorry, but I couldn't get in touch on the phone, so I had to come over in person.

Mingshuang didn't correct him, "Come in."

There was a faint yellow halo in the villa. Mingshuang took out the key, but before inserting it into the socket, the door had been opened from the inside, and it was Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai was dressed at home, with sweaters and trousers, but no formal clothes. His face was good again. It seemed that college students could not see much difference. He even wore an apron around his narrow waist. smell.

Like a very virtuous, housekeeper.

In the past, Xiao Zhun's impression of Jiang Huai was that of a noble man in the company, cold-blooded, neat and cruel. Instead of this pretty and soft Jiang Huai, who looks inoffensive and washes his hands and makes soup.

Jiang Huai was waiting for her.

When he saw the person behind her, his beautiful eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and his tone changed, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Huai never talks about work at home. He separates work and family very well. In the past, he talked about work and contracts, and he was never in a private mansion.

Being stared at by those cold black eyes, Xiao Zhun said bravely, "Mr. Jiang, it's about Suiqing, there is an echo from them, I can't get through by calling you, so I can only come here. already."

"Go out and talk." Jiang Huai looked at him for a moment, ready to go back to the house to put on a coat and go out with them.

The cold wind was cold, it was already December, and before he could walk, Mingshuang grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Come in and talk." Mingshuang said lightly, "Do you think my house is too small to be worthy of your company?"

"Of course not." Xiao Zhun said immediately, worthy, completely worthy. "

Mingshuang frowned, "The study on the first floor is at your disposal."

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Xiao Zhun said immediately, Mingshuang was noncommittal, and immediately saw Jiang Huai looking at her, those beautiful pupils were pitch-black, she understood what Jiang Huai meant, closed her eyes and pretended not to see , went straight back to the bedroom.

in the study.

"Let's talk." Jiang Huai sat down.

"Mr. Jiang, there is news from Suiqing tonight." Xiao Zhun said, "With an additional 500 million yuan, we will be able to win their new project."

Suiqing is developing artificial intelligence chips. Xiao Zhun knows that Jiang Huai has been paying great attention to technology companies recently. The new chip developed by Suiqing is also a promising project. Xiao Zhun and the person in charge of Suiqing have been in contact for more than a month. Obviously, I also understand that my own project is a sweet pastry, and finally I was relieved tonight.

Suiqing's chip, used in the drone developed by Mingshuang, can raise the quality to a higher level.

They also understand why Jiang Huai pays special attention to technology companies recently. He wants to provide convenience for Mingshuang's career development to the greatest extent.

Xiao Zhun was a little nervous. This matter involves a large flow of funds and requires Jiang Huai to make a decision, and he cannot make the decision.

After a while, Jiang Huai said, "You can give it to them."

"But there are conditions." He stood up. "Make an appointment with them for an interview at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay." Xiao Zhun said immediately, and the person relaxed. When Jiang Huai came forward, there were few contracts that could not be negotiated.

The conversation didn't last long, Xiao Zhun and Huang Ji left, and Mingshuang walked out of the bedroom on the second floor slowly. She was finally not so busy these days. She put on a mask in the bedroom and made a spa appointment with Xu Duanduan, intending to save her beauty that was destroyed by work some time ago.

Her villa is very big, and the environment is quiet. It is a bit lonely to live alone, but it is just right for two people.

Jiang Huai came out of the study and saw Mingshuang. She was wearing a mask, pulling rabbit slippers, and wearing a nightdress. Under the skirt, a calf that was as bright as the moon was exposed. His eyes followed her, a little burning.

Mingshuang also saw him.

"Wait down and take the medicine." Mingshuang hooked his finger at him, one pointed to the refrigerator, and a post-it note was pasted on the double-opening refrigerator door.

On it was Mingshuang's handwriting, detailing the medicine, type and time he needed to take.

Jiang Huai stared at the small note for a long time, then.

"Shuangshuang." He whispered her name and turned to look at her.

Mingshuang pulled off the mask and washed her face. The woman's face reflected in the mirror was fair and her eyes were watery. Her skin was always very good, and it could be broken by blowing a bullet. Lived her, buried her head in her hair.

He was very sour in his heart, but full of sweetness, and hoarsely called her name, "Shuangshuang."

Mingshuang wanted to push him away, but suddenly remembered the photo. She was silent, but Jiang Huai immediately noticed that his wet and thin lips fell on the back of her neck, gentle and slender.

Mingshuang didn't mention the matter of telling him to go.

The next day, it started to drizzle in a drizzle, Jiang Rucong slid his wheelchair, pushed open the door of the cafe, and focused his eyes on the woman.

Frost has already arrived.

"Unexpectedly, there will be a day when Miss Ming takes the initiative to find me." Jiang Rucong said.

Mingshuang is very efficient in doing things, and she will do it almost immediately when she thinks of it.

She didn't get too poor with him, and said directly, "How much did you hide about Jiang Huai?"

"Jiang Chengting and Yu Yan didn't get married at all back then." She pushed a thin piece of paper to Jiang Rucong with a smile on her lips, "Yu Yan was unmarried until his death, Jiang Chengting and Bai Qing were unmarried back then. It's a first marriage."

"Does he know that you came to ask me about this?" Jiang Ru smiled lightly.

Mingshuang didn't say anything, her amber pupils narrowed slightly.

"Don't you despise this kind of person the most?" Jiang Rucong chuckled, "But it's okay, I know, you didn't despise him in the first place, did you?"

"Ms. Ming is so proud and aloof, how could she look down on a lowly illegitimate child." He said, "Especially when this illegitimate child has not recovered his identity and has nothing."

Mingshuang looked at him slowly, "What do you mean?"

"Xiaohuai shouldn't hide from you." Jiang Rucong said, "but why didn't you tell you, you should be able to guess the reason."

When he was in high school, the eighteen-year-old Mingshuang was flamboyant, saying whatever came to his mind, proud and bright.

At that time, it was Jiang Huai who was actively chasing after her. However, the humble party who worries about gains and losses has always been Jiang Huai.

Mingshuang suddenly remembered that one night, when she and Jiang Huai were on the terrace of her house, when she saw Jiang Chengting, she disgustedly talked about his rumored illegitimate child, saying that it was disgusting and dead, it was a pile of dirty things.

Jiang Huai didn't speak at that time, she recalled it, and found that she didn't pay attention to his expression at all at that time, Mingshuang seldom cared about other people's emotions.

"Mingshuang." Jiang Ruzong said gently and gently, "If you don't like him, you can completely reject him and let him die."

"Xiaohuai has had a bad time these years."

"After he was separated from you, he became seriously ill." Jiang Ruzong said, "It is said that he was ill, but in fact, he doesn't want to live anymore."

"You remember the scars on his wrist." Jiang Rucong said, "He was not normal from the beginning."

"At that time, I told him that it's not that I can't see you anymore. You will definitely return to China in the future. What you said back then was just angry words, and there must be some hidden feelings." He raised his lips slightly, "I don't understand, why he believed me. ."

"Later, when he got better, he began to wait for you wholeheartedly. He felt that he was not worthy of you, and he wanted to work hard to build a career so that he could match you, and he could go to the Ming family to propose marriage in the future."

Therefore, it is necessary to hide the identity of his illegitimate child. Jiang Huai is also a human being. When facing her lover, she will naturally be a little selfish. She wants to show her best side and hide those unbearable pasts, so that she can only see the beautiful white flowers seen on the mud, not The rotten rhizomes below it.

"Then what's going on?" Mingshuang took out the photo from her bag and pressed her fingers on it.

Jiang Rucong just glanced at it and didn't seem to care, "What do you want to ask?"

"It's what you see," he said. "It's impossible to fake a photo like this."

"Why don't you care?" Mingshuang went straight in.

"Because I don't know." Jiang Rucong said.

"Xiao Huai's date of birth has been changed, do you know?"

Mingshuang remembered Jiang Huai's birthday, which was a few days younger than her. In high school, she even teased him about it, saying that they were in love with each other.

Jiang Rucong said, "Actually, he was originally older than Jiang Qianzhang."

His birth date was delayed by nearly a year, in order to distance himself from Jiang Chengting and to make him the child of another man.

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When Mingshuang returned home, she took off her coat and tucked her fingers into her long hair.

The floor heating is turned on indoors, and it is warm and warm, which is incomparable with the cold wave temperature outside.

Jiang Huai was in the office, and when he saw her, he stopped typing, finished the document, and then put the computer on.

It was rare that Jiang Huai did not work in the study, but in the living room.

Jiang Huai was at home, wearing a light gray, soft linen shirt, with two cuffs untied, you could see the slightly concave thin collarbone, and the cuffs were rolled up, Mingshuang stared at his right wrist, Jiang Huai originally Wanting to hug her, he stopped.

"Stand out your hand." Mingshuang said, seeing him stretch out his left hand. She said, "Right hand."

Jiang Huai stiffened.

His complexion was extremely fair, and the old, interlaced scars on his wrists, after so many years, showed no signs of fading at all.

Mingshuang glanced at him, "How did you do it, you probably don't remember it yourself, don't you have amnesia?"

He pursed his lips and looked at her without saying a word.

Mingshuang suddenly stretched out her hand, and the woman's slender and soft hand gently stroked his skin, occasionally stopping, causing a burst of numbness.

She remembered that Jiang Huai couldn't bear skin-to-skin contact with him before, so he looked at her nervously. Mingshuang just lowered her eyes, without disgust. Her fingers, as delicate and clean as fresh snow, rested on the ugly scar on his wrist and stroked gently.

Needless to say, sometimes it only takes a small movement, and the human body's response doesn't lie.

He gasped slightly, and looked at her with moist eyes, he couldn't stand it, Mingshuang treated him like this.

"Shuangshuang." He called her name softly and repeatedly, with a little hoarseness in his voice.

"Don't seduce me there." Mingshuang said, "Have you taken the medicine at night?"

"Eat," he said.

"Is the headache better?"

Jiang Huai said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Then Mingshuang squinted those delicate and beautiful cat eyes, "Jiang Huai, you have amnesia yourself, do you think I'm a fool too, so easy to fool?"

He shook his head, kissed her ear, and sent himself to her. Insinuate that she can continue stroking his wrist.

"Shuangshuang, I don't have to worry about you," he said. "It will be all right soon."

With her, nourished by her love, his withered heart seems to be refilled with spring water, and everything will be fine.

Jiang Huai likes to take care of her and treat her well. He also likes that Mingshuang loves her, but he doesn't want her to be tired because of his own affairs.

Mingshuang woke up early the next day. At 8:30, Jiang Huai was still sleeping. It was very rare. Mingshuang stood by his bed and saw his sleeping face with a complicated expression.

It seems to be the first time in so many years. She saw Jiang Huai's sleeping face, because he would always get up before her and tidy everything up.

Dawn came out of the window. The man's eyelashes were long and thick, and a row of neat shadows fell on his pale complexion. Compared to when he was awake, he was not so cold, but looked softer and more beautiful. The wound on her lips that was bitten by her has not healed, a little bit, especially on the thin pink lips.

Mingshuang closed the curtains for him.

Jiang Huai rarely gets a good night's sleep. Yesterday, he took medicine, but he didn't leave. Mingshuang finally moved his computer to his bedroom and worked at his desk. Later, in a blink of an eye, he saw Jiang Huai was already asleep. The medicine he took had ingredients to help sleep.

She tore a note, picked up a pen and wrote a few words, and stuck it on the edge of Jiang Huai's bed.

"I've gone to work, I'll come back for dinner at night, remember to take medicine."

Looking up is a little rabbit she drew.

Mingshuang had lunch with the producers of Tanzhou Huanjia TV, with Chen Hexuan and Lu Sijia.

Tang Chen is the producer of "Shenzhou Records". This program is Huanjia's most famous program. It mainly records the local customs and customs of various places. There are a lot of aerial shots in it. The drones they made are very suitable for this program.

Moreover, "Shenzhou Records" is extremely famous and can be called the industry vane. As their first user, it can play a very good advertising effect.

"Miss Ming, hello, nice to meet you." Tang Chen is a man in his thirties, he cleans up neatly, and at a glance, he knows that he is a very shrewd and capable business man.

Mingshuang shook hands with him, then took a seat.

Hearing that Mingshuang was about to go to Beijing University to study for a PhD, Tang Chen laughed, "After that, we will be alumni, little junior sister."

It turned out that Tang Chen was a graduate of the Journalism Department of Beijing University, and he and she sighed, "Most of my classmates stayed in Jingzhou back then, but we also have a Beijing University alumni association in Tancheng. ,welcome any time."

"Our alumni circle in Dancheng is quite good." Tang Chen said, "There are people in all walks of life, and they are doing very well."

Mingshuang knows how to talk about business. For the first meal, he only talked to Tang Chen about the product, and showed him the video of their prototype. Tang Chen was obviously very satisfied, especially after knowing that Mingshuang personally participated in the development, he praised it repeatedly.

The meal was quite satisfactory. Before leaving, Tang Chen asked about the price, and Mingshuang quoted the price. They made an appointment for their next meeting, and Mingshuang invited Tang Chen over to see the drone test flight in person.

"It's going well." Lu Sijia patted her chest, very excited, "It should be almost done."

However, the smile on Mingshuang's face slowly disappeared.

Mingshuang has been fascinated by her since childhood, and she is no stranger to shopping malls, "Old fox."

"He thinks it's expensive, here it is." Mingshuang said.

"Huh?" Lu Sijia said, "I think our pricing is very reasonable."

Mingshuang was silent.

Jiaoyue is a brand new company with no endorsement behind it. Although Tang Chen is very satisfied with their shooting results, it is debatable whether he is willing to take the risk of product quality and spend so much money to buy it.

However, there is another meeting, and things may not turn around.

On the way, she received a call from Jiang Huai and asked her if she wanted him to pick it up, saying that he was off work.

He can't wait for her to come home for dinner and come over to see her.

Before I knew it, it was already the end of December, and when Christmas came, the streets were very lively with people coming and going. Mingshuang and Jiang Huai were walking side by side. It was originally a short distance. Jiang Huai suddenly took her hand and put it in his own.

There was a slight smile in his eyes, making him even more beautiful.

Mingshuang thought absentmindedly, how many years has it been since she and Jiang Huai came out like this?

When passing a brand store, Mingshuang glanced at him and led him in.

This is a luxury brand, and Mingshuang's daily patronage is where the clerk is familiar with her. When she enters the door, three or four clerks immediately come around.

"Is this your boyfriend?" The clerk looked at Jiang Huai and praised him sincerely, "He's so handsome."

Mingshuang is an old svip customer here. They have kept her new products every season, but this is the first time they have seen Mingshuang bring a man here.

Jiang Huai is very eye-catching. He is tall and has a protruding temperament.

Mingshuang didn't say anything. She took a scarf, gestured at Jiang Huai, and changed it. She felt that the second color was more suitable for Jiang Huai, and he was more suitable for cool colors.

She tied a scarf for him. The man was wearing a straight dark coat with a shirt and trousers. With this scarf, he looked a little more gentle and scumbag. His clear eyes swept over her, thin and thin. She pursed her lips slightly, the wound on which she bit her still hadn't healed.

"It's quite appropriate," she said, frowning.

Jiang Huai let her play with it the whole time. He asked the clerk, "Are there any women's models?"

"There are some." The clerk said immediately, and went to pick up three or four models. "These models are very suitable for Miss Ming, and they also match well with this one. You can try them all."

"Pretend it all." Jiang Huai glanced slightly.

Mingshuang leaned against the counter, lazily, unable to hear much emotion, "Mr. Jiang is really generous."

Jiang Huai went to swipe the card, but was stopped by Mingshuang, and asked in a flat tone, "Jiang Huai, do you like paying so much?"

"It used to be like this in high school."

Jiang Huai shook his head and said softly, "It didn't cost much." At that time, his economic situation was not good, and he was always worried and embarrassed. He always felt that Mingshuang could only use the best, including her man. . Therefore, for so long, he has been so humble, carefully hiding his past.

It was clearly that she bought him gifts, and in the end, it was Jiang Huai who settled the bill again, which seemed to be exactly the same as before.

Mingshuang was absent-minded, thinking about Jiang Huai.

She remembered his elementary school, the photo, and Yu Yan's diary.

How could this man grow up to look like this.

I don't know when, snowflakes swirled in the sky, and the two returned home.

On the terrace, you can see a clear moon in the distance, and the deep river water in the night. Mingshuang stands on the balcony and looks into the distance.

The door behind him was pushed open, and Jiang Huai came over. Mingshuang could smell the faint scent of his hair and body, which belonged to Jiang Huai. It seemed that nothing had changed over the years.

There is a small bar on the balcony with wine and wine glasses on several sides. Mingshuang has a habit of drinking, and occasionally drinks a little bit against the snow and mountains at night.

Jiang Huai sat down opposite her, and Mingshuang poured him some sake, not too high. Jiang Huai can't drink alcohol that is too high in strength.

Jiang Huai's wine seems to have grown a little over the years, but after a few glasses of wine, Mingshuang did not change, but he saw that his fair complexion as snow had quietly spread to deep and shallow red.

"Jiang Huai, how much have you lied to me?" She nibbled at his Adam's apple lightly, Jiang Huai couldn't take it, and softly called her, "Shuangshuang."

"I hate men lying to me the most." She said softly, "If I find out, you will be miserable."

His voice was hoarse, "Never again."

His neck was slightly raised, extremely tight, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Liar to you."

Reflecting the mountains and rivers behind him, the moonlight and snow were reflected in his eyes, and his pure face was dyed with desire, like a fallen immortal who fell from Yaotai and was dragged into the world by her. Completely dyed her color.

"Will you marry me? Shuangshuang." He stared at her, his eyes were dark and misty, and he called her name loudly, "Shuangshuang."

He drank some small wine, and he seemed not to be sober, but he seemed to be sober again. There was a refreshing taste of wine in his breath, mixed with the fragrance on his body. He grabbed her waist and slowly pressed her into his arms.

He was deliberately seducing her. Hint, marry him, you can do anything to him in the future.

He wants Mingshuang to love him like this again, and love him a little more.

Like a fragile dream, even so, he wanted to make this dream last longer and give him more.

The author says:

Well, twenty red envelopes~

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