CH 32

This was the first time Jiang Zhao had received such a clear and intimate kiss after that night.

No, he drank that night, and he could barely remember what it was like.

But he felt that all of this… as if it should not be like this.

The door is closed.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom turned into a cold light in the dark night and merged into the traffic in the capital.

Jiang Zhao sat in the passenger seat, his voice was slightly cold: “Xiao Siye.”

Xiao Siye subconsciously sat up straight, his fingers were lightly clenched on the steering wheel, and then he said casually: “What’s the matter? ?”

Jiang Zhao stared at him.

This outrageous kiss just now made him almost uncontrollably recall the night when Xiao Siye began to be involved, and his heart began to rage.

What’s wrong? He dared to ask what happened?

Doesn’t this person want resources, so what is he doing here??

When there was a gap between the red lights, Xiao Siye turned his head to look at him. A second before Jiang Zhao was about to explode, he suddenly said, “I was wrong.” Jiang Zhao stopped scolding.

He glared at Xiao Siye, and Xiao Siye looked at the red light not far away, and quickly explained in the limited time: “In the situation just now, I think we need to use more intimate interaction to prove our relationship, so I added the drama without asking for permission in advance.”

“And when I was provoked by him, I did have some emotional ups, so I was impulsive. I’m sorry.”

His words were sincere, and his words were reasonable, and he recognized it so quickly that Jiang Zhao’s brewing anger was suddenly poured by a basin of ice water, and most of it was extinguished immediately.

At the intersection not far away, the red light turned to yellow and then to green.

In the silence, Jiang Zhao suddenly remembered that he also boasted, “I will grant him any request”.

… Compared to riding a rocket, it seems that this requirement is indeed a little simpler.

He said that part of the reason why Xiao Siye did this was to deal with Han Tingfeng. Thinking of this, Jiang Zhao couldn’t blame him.

His thoughts were surging for a long time, and then he suddenly turned his head: “Hello.”

Xiao Siye immediately retracted the gaze that quietly fell on him, pretending to stare at the road ahead: “Huh?”

“Next time you see this kind of thing,” Jiang Zhao deliberately changed into a fierce tone and threatened, “Even if you want to do it, I have to take the initiative, understand?”

Xiao Siye’s expression relaxed a little, and said: “Well, I understand.”

Jiang Zhao snorted, leaned back on the seat, and said after a few seconds, “And that’s the same as your kissing skills.”

Xiao Siye replied affirmatively: ” Then wait for the boss, and don’t hesitate to teach me.”

Jiang Zhao: “…”

Jiang Zhao naturally has no such experience, all the real kissing in his life has only been practiced on Xiao Siye, the bastard.

However, this did not prevent him from continuing to maintain the character of a veteran in love, and said coldly: “Next time, there is a chance to teach you right now.”

Xiao Siye curved his lips and did not speak.

Jiang Zhao wanted to kick him.

What to laugh at, is it great to have had an intimate relationship before?

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help frowning: “By the way, this car…is your own?”

Although Xiao Siye is also a movie king, Jiang Zhao remembers that his family is not a wealthy family, and according to his flat behavior, he shouldn’t buy a luxury car that costs nearly ten million.

He doesn’t know why, but at this moment, he really doesn’t hope that he will hear an answer like “This car was sent by Sister Zhao” from Xiao Siye’s mouth.

Xiao Siye said: “A friend bought it and then left it idle. He gave me a discount for buying it.”

This sounds reasonable, and he doesn’t look like he’s lying, Jiang Zhao’s brows can’t help but raise a little.

He didn’t know why he suddenly started to care about this, maybe because of the change in the relationship between him and Xiao Siye, he gradually developed an inexplicable… possessiveness towards Xiao Siye.

Jiang Zhao suddenly remembered something: “By the way, I didn’t give the contract we agreed to before. I’ll give Xiaoqiu a call.”

After Zuo Xiaoqiu and Xiao Hu heard him say that he wanted to take care of Xiao Siye, the two almost knocked the roof off as if they heard the three-body invasion.

Zuo Xiaoqiu directly supported his forehead, as if the head of the copy palace had a turbulent attack: “Xiao Hu, what date is today? April Fool’s Day has changed?”

Xiao Hu’s mouth could hardly be closed: “Brother! Are you crazy? Brother Jiang! Don’t you have a fever?! I brought ibuprofen, so eat it!”

It took Jiang Zhao half an hour for the two to accept the fact that he wasn’t crazy and that he was fine.

After a long silence, Zuo Xiaoqiu picked up the phone tremblingly: “Wait a moment, I have to call the public relations department…”

Jiang Zhao wondered: “What are you doing?”

“Over there? There are more than a dozen announcements that are ready to be slapped on the other’s family and haven’t been sent out,” Zuo Xiaoqiu said with a numb expression, “Oh no, it’s the person who has been slapped was slapped.”

Jiang Zhao: “…”

And Xiao Hu also cried and took out his mobile phone, poked the screen and started to cut numbers and delete Weibo.

Jiang Zhao: “…What did you delete ?”

Xiao Hu looked very guilty: “Brother, I’m sorry, I didn’t expect this kind of relationship between the two of you in private, I used to open eight trumpets all the time. I scolded Emperor Xiao on Weibo…”

Jiang Zhao: “…”

Yes, as expected of his confidants, this salary is really not white.

But it’s very bloody to think about it like this. Who would have thought that he would develop such a relationship with his rival?

Things are impermanent.

Jiang Zhao sighed inwardly as he waited for Zuo Xiaoqiu to pick up the phone, and asked, “Xiaoqiu, how is the contract you talked about earlier?”

“It’s all done,” Zuo Xiaoqiu said. The voice was low, and it seemed to show indescribable exhaustion: “I asked Xiao Hu to print it out, and it has been stamped. If you need it, I will send it to you tonight.”

Jiang Zhao frowned, feeling that something was wrong: “What’s wrong?”

Zuo Xiaoqiu paused for a while, then smiled: “What? It’s nothing, I’m going home.”

President Jiang Zhao felt something wrong. Weird, but Zuo Xiaoqiu has always been a person who can take care of everything in an orderly manner, and has never made any mistakes.

He had to say: “It’s fine, then I’ll ask the driver to go to Xiao Hu’s house to get it.”

After a while, he said again: “If there is something, remember to tell me, do you understand?”

Zuo Xiaoqiu said: “What can I do? Yes. Now, did you have a drink tonight? It will be Taozitai’s New Year’s Eve party in a few days and the latest shaping training…”

Jiang Zhao hurriedly ended the conversation in a few words, before Zuo Xiaoqiu was about to enter the chanting mode, he rescued his ears that were about to come out of the cocoon.

After half an hour, the Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped in front of Jiang Zhao’s house.

Jiang Zhao’s driver was already waiting in another car at the door. As soon as he saw him, Jiang Zhao got out of the car and handed him a folder: “Boss, the contract you want.”

“You worked hard,” Jiang Zhao said, nodded and took it, “Go home, isn’t your daughter home alone? Don’t let the little girl wait.” The driver was a middle-aged man he scratched his head with a smile. Scratching the back of his head, he drove away immediately.

Jiang Zhao returned to Xiao Siye’s car, sat down from the co-pilot, and threw the folder into his arms: “Come on, sign it.”

After signing the name, the relationship between him and Xiao Siye was finalized.

Xiao Siye took out a black pen from the glove box, turned on the ceiling light, and neatly signed his name on the paper.

It is still in the pen-like calligraphy style of dragon and snake, with black and white characters on white paper, which is pleasing to the eye.

He signed it without hesitation, and when the contract was handed over to Jiang Zhao again, Jiang Zhao didn’t even sit still: “Have you finished signing?”

Xiao Siye nodded: “Well, it’s signed.”

Jiang Zhao opened the contract and wrote his name on the other side of the page. He always thought it was a bit strange that he and Xiao Siye signed by turns.

It wasn’t until he signed the two contracts that he suddenly realized what was wrong-how could this scene look a bit like going to a political situation to talk about evidence?

Jiang Zhao was shocked by his own thoughts.

After he signed it, he took one of the contracts and stuffed the other with the folder to Xiao Siye: “It’s a one-year term, if I’m in a bad mood and I’m too lazy to continue, take this document to me for liquidated damages.”

Xiao Siye took it and said thoughtfully, “Suddenly stopping is ruthless.”

Jiang Zhao: “…Fuck off, the contract didn’t allow him to do this.

Xiao Siye looked at him earnestly, his amber eyes extremely innocent: “If the boss has this demand, even if it is something outside the contract, I can try my best to satisfy it.” Jiang

Zhao looked at him speechlessly: “In the evening, wear some pants.”

Xiao Siye burst into laughter, and Jiang Zhao couldn’t help rolling his eyes at him.

He took his own contract, opened the door and got out of the car, went out to his own yard, and waved the contract in his hand without looking back: “It’s done.”

Xiao Siye agreed, but he didn’t immediately left, he lowered the window, sat in the car and watched Jiang Zhao leave.

Even if Jiang Zhao is tired, he always looks like a handsome guy. He has a good manner and a straight and wide back. Even if he walk a few steps from the yard to the door, he can still be captured by him. It’s like receiving an award on the red carpet.

After his figure disappeared into the villa, a few seconds later, bright lights lit up in the living room, and a line leaked from the gap in the curtains beside the window, which was warm.

The cold wind from the window poured into the car, making the warm air from the air conditioner a little weaker, but he always felt warm in my heart.

Xiao Siye recalled how Jiang Zhao was forced to interrupt when he was halfway angry, like a kitten with its teeth and claws.

The cat narrowed his eyes in comfort, and although he pretended to be fierce, his voice softened.

Xiao Siye held back the smile on his lips. He opened WeChat and sent Jiang Zhao a message: “Good night.”

As he expected, Jiang Zhao did not reply.

Xiao Siye was not surprised. He had discovered this long ago. Jiang Zhao didn’t like politeness, so he never bothered to reply to a greeting. Even in the fan comments on Weibo he only selected cute replies.

After he finished doing this simply out of habit, he put down his mobile phone, turned around, and drove to his house.

The moment he stepped into the house, his mobile phone suddenly rang indicating a WeChat alert tone.

Xiao Siye was slightly stunned.

He ran to meet Sister with one hand in his arms, unlocking the screen with the other.

In the dialogue window, Jiang Zhao just sent a message:

“Good night.”