My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day-Chapter 570 - 562 Chen Jiayan He is Mine

Nice, she even thinks of her when she’s bored.

And not some other woman.

Since she’s thinking of her, doesn’t that mean she’s captivated by her?

She knew Chen Jiayan’s only tough feature was his mouth.

Chen Jiayan nodded again, his tone casual, "Yeah, we’re good friends, aren’t we?"

It wasn’t surprising that he would think of her.

Only she could bring sound to his quiet world.

And add a different layer of color to his monochrome life.

This ’good friend’ seemed pretty nice.

He had never been friends with a woman before, Baola was the first.

Baola’s smile had just begun to form on her face when she heard Chen Jiayan’s words, and then her expression fell, her demeanor turning frigid.

To hell with good friends!

Who said they were good friends?

Being ’good friends’ with a man she liked, was she crazy or was he?

No matter who was crazy.

This ’good friend’ would have to be cut off sooner or later!

Baola closed in on Chen Jiayan, who stepped back with one long leg. Seeing Baola continue forward, Chen Jiayan retracted his other foot, his long legs gathered together, hands pocketed, and just stood there.

There was nowhere left to retreat.

Chen Jiayan’s eyes watched her calmly.

Baola tilted her head and smiled; he looked somewhat at her mercy.

Baola boldly wrapped her arms around Chen Jiayan’s neck.

She was slim-waisted and long-legged with a perky behind, the kind of figure that was perfect and alluring.

When she stood in front of him, it was as if she sculpted an enticing curve.

Her wasp waist was fatally seductive.

Chen Jiayan’s hands remained in his pockets, posture unyielding, as if he was restraining something.

Even though at this moment she exuded an aggressive air.

Dinner drinks hadn’t made Baola lose her senses.

But looking at Chen Jiayan’s composed face, it was as though something in her was stimulated.

She wanted to see him go wild.

She wanted to see him lose his composure.

She wanted to see his emotions fluctuate because of her.

Baola stared at his crimson lips and suddenly kissed them.

Chen Jiayan had anticipated she might do something, but didn’t expect a kiss.

Without warning.

Baola, like a person parched for a long time, upon touching his lips, deepened the kiss.

Finally, Chen Jiayan’s hands emerged from his pockets, his warm palms resting on her waist.

Baola felt him pushing her away, her arms tightened around his neck, her body pressing closer to his.

Not a single gap could be seen between the two.

The unignited flame in her heart was suddenly lit, and in an instant, it blazed fiercely.

Burning each other.

Baola’s kisses grew deeper and deeper.

Chen Jiayan, who had intended to push her away, ended up pressing down.

His palms pressing her waist more tightly to his own.

The kitchen filled with the sound of water.

Chen Jiayan changed from passive to active.

As if for a moment, all the emotions buried deep inside suddenly became uncontrollable.

They kissed for a long time.

Baola, her lips against his, asked lazily, "Do ’good friends’ kiss like we do?"

"Hmm?"

Her cheeks were rosy.

Her lips too, red and gleaming with a provocative sheen.

Chen Jiayan stared at her, her fox-like eyes gleaming with allure.

He chose indulgence over restraint this time.

Baola tossed the question at him, and Chen Jiayan didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

"Hmm?"

Baola raised her eyebrows.

"I don’t know," Chen Jiayan said.

Baola laughed in amusement.

One hand caressing Chen Jiayan’s face, she initiated another kiss.

"Admit it, Chen Jiayan, you like me."

Her words struck his heart one letter at a time.

...

"Bang—"

Baola angrily threw the pillow onto the floor.

She had dreamt.

Of the kiss they had shared a few days ago at Chen Jiayan’s house.

Just like then, without an answer from Chen Jiayan, Baola woke up.

She was nearly driven mad with frustration.

Baola checked the time.

It was just after nine.

Still early.

Feeling restless, she got up, ordered takeout, and came back.

After breakfast, Baola drove furiously to Yuanyang Technology.

This wasn’t her first time at Chen Jiayan’s company.

She went to the same guest room as last time.

This time, a young girl was there to receive her.

Xiao Qiu brought over a cup of tea and set it on the coffee table: "Our boss is still busy."

Busy again?

Baola nodded, smiling at her, "That’s fine, I’ll wait for him to finish."

After all, she had nothing else to do.

She had come today specifically to settle accounts with Chen Jiayan!

"Okay then, you wait here," Xiao Qiu said, turning to leave but then suddenly stopped, "Oh, by the way..."

Baola raised an eyebrow, "Hmm?"

"What’s your relationship with our boss?"

Baola watched her quietly.

Her legs crossed, composed and serene.

She exuded a confident and assertive aura.

Xiao Qiu felt dwarfed by her exquisite appearance, stirring up a sense of inferiority within herself. The boss liked this kind of flashy woman?

Baola responded with a direct question, "Little sister, from what position are you asking me this?"

Her question was straightforward.

And imperceptibly erected a barrier.

Within that barrier lay her and Chen Jiayan.

The young girl before her had nothing to do with it.

"I..."

Baola’s calmness made her blush with embarrassment.

Steadying herself, Xiao Qiu smiled, "Nothing, I just heard some male colleagues call you ’sister-in-law,’ and I was just curious if you’re my boss’s girlfriend or not."

"Not yet," Baola stated.

There was no need to hide anything from her.

Her and Chen Jiayan indeed weren’t a couple yet.

"Ah, not yet..."

Not yet, so did that mean they would be in the future?

No, wait.

Not yet, then why did she act as if she had a rightful claim?

Xiao Qiu smiled harmlessly and said, "Our boss is indeed outstanding. There was once a woman who came to the company to chase after the boss. Our boss clearly rejected her, and she still didn’t give up. But eventually, we never saw that woman again here at the company."

So, it would be the same this time, right?

The boss had been single for so long, obviously uninterested in dating.

Sure, the woman in front of her was beautiful, but that didn’t necessarily mean the boss would favor her type, did it?

Baola could easily read the little girl’s thoughts.

Resting her hand on her cheek, she smiled faintly, "Is that so? But I’m not that woman, and I’m not like the woman you mentioned, either." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Baola leaned slightly forward, looking at her with a smirk, "Do you have a crush on your boss?"

"I do not!"

Her denial came with a blush.

Baola laughed softly, "You don’t even dare to admit your crush."

She shook her head, clicking her tongue.

"Chen Jiayan prefers it when women are straightforward. Your secret crush on your boss..."

Baola pursed her lips, her smile languid, "That’s pointless, you know, Chen Jiayan is mine."

She declared her territory with absolute assertiveness.

But why was she so certain?