C57

Sacrifice?

Wen Liang felt that there was nothing left for him to lose.

She reached out her hand, blocking Qi Ye's finger that was pinching her chin without leaving a trace behind, and asked with a calm voice: "President Qi thinks that I have any other uses?"

With these two words from Qi Ye, all of Wen Liang's beautiful dreams became clear. Then, in her eyes, Qi Ye had become a complete lunatic.

"Stop the car!" Wen Liang suddenly spoke to the driver in front of him.

Naturally, the chauffeur could not just listen to their orders.

The carriage continued to wander around in the river, but Qi Ye's clear and shallow laughter came from the side: "The reason Lin Zihao hired you, is to get me. But it seemed like Lin Zihao's plans were not enough. For Hao Lin, you couldn't even bear to give him a kiss. "It's so warm, I can't bear to have a child with no wolf in it."

"There are two kinds of wolves in the world that are not worth having children for. One was an ungrateful bastard, and the other was a pervert. Congratulations President Qi, the two wolf images are seamlessly fitting to your own. "

"Pfft …" Bao Rong and the driver Old Zhou who was at the front could not help but laugh out loud when they heard this.

The President Qi was unhappy so he immediately picked up the separation part of the carriage.

However, the car stopped steadily.

Unknowingly, they had already arrived at the entrance of a cool district.

Wen Liang opened the car door and got off, with Qi Ye following closely behind.

Qi Ye followed Wen Liang up the stairs, and only until they arrived at the front of the house did Wen Liang turn her head and look at Qi Ye. "I'm sorry President Qi, I don't allow strangers to stay here."

"That's good. We aren't too unfamiliar with each other. At the very least, we know that my surname is Qi." Qi Ye smiled towards Wen Liang.

Wen Liang emotionlessly replied, "Does President Qi not know that all the predecessors in this world belong to the category of strangers that are most familiar with each other?"

Qi Ye did not bicker with Wen Liang. Instead, he bent over and took out the spare key Wen Liang had hidden on the carpet. He then pushed her open and opened her room's door.

Wen Liang thought that Qi Ye was drunk last time, so it was impossible for him to remember where the key was. However, Qi Ye's extremely precise actions completely mocked Wen Liang's naivety.

He had already taken over Wen Liang's little love seat. He then patted the seat beside him to look at Wen Liang. "Sit."

"Let's talk about the events of the last two nights." Qi Ye said.

Knowing that he meant the night he was drunk, and the night he was drunk.

Until now, Wen Liang could not remember what kind of crazy things he had done after getting drunk, but from the footage that Qi Ye had recorded in her hands, Wen Liang believed that he definitely did not wish to regain his memories.

"You get drunk once, I get drunk once. No matter what happened, let's just pretend that it never happened and write off all of it! " He said in a cool tone.

He had thought that he would receive a positive answer to his suggestion, but this man unexpectedly said to her, "It might be a little difficult to write off everything. After all, what you did to me that night already constitutes a level of sexual harassment."

Sexual harassment?

This man really had the face to say so!

"Then what do you want me to compensate you for your mental loss? In any case, I don't have enough money to repay the debt I owe you right now. I don't mind adding on more money. " Wen Liang said very generously.

Qi Ye replied with a smile: "I'm not lacking in money, but I'm a little hungry now. The main thing is that I've let you eat the last bit of food. "

"..." He was the one who forced her to eat at noon, how could a person be so shameless as to reach such a level?

Wen Liang simply looked at Qi Ye and asked: "Do you think that if I were to also treat President Qi to a meal, you would be able to be magnanimous and forget about our grudges just by smiling at each other?"

"If you make it yourself, you can consider it."

Without another word, Wen Liang turned around and headed to the kitchen.

She knew that Qi Ye could not eat spicy dishes, but for some reason, she suddenly added a few spoonfuls of chili sauce into the tomato egg noodles, waiting for Qi Ye to take the first bite!

Wen Liang placed the noodles in front of Qi Ye: "Eat, after you eat, quickly scram."

Two identical bowls of tomato and egg noodles were placed on the table. Qi Ye picked one up casually.

Wen Liang's gaze landed on Qi Ye's face with a bit of anticipation, looking forward to what kind of reaction he would have after he ate such a spicy chili.

He still remembered the first time he shamelessly brought Qi Ye to eat hot pot. This man almost drooled and crumbled, but at that time, he was too focused on feeling guilty and wronged that he had completely forgotten to take a look at Qi Ye's expression. Now, he really couldn't wait to see it again.

However, he did not wait for Qi Ye to become especially embarrassed. Instead, he watched as elegantly picked up the chopsticks, and then calmly put the egg noodles into his own mouth.

The expected scene never appeared.

On the contrary, looking at Qi Ye who seemed to be satisfied with his meal, Wen Liang felt that he was in a bad mood.

"Aren't you afraid of eating chili?" In the end, Wen Liang couldn't help but ask.

Qi Ye put down the chopsticks in his hand, his lips curled up slightly, and his gaze landed on Wen Liang's warm face.

In reply, Qi Ye gave a gentle and shallow smile: "Could it be that President Qi expects me to pretend to be very friendly to a person who trespasses into this house? "I'm sorry, I can't do it!"

Qi Ye lifted his head and looked at Wen Liang.

With that, he stood up, touched his head, and calmly walked towards the door.

In the carriage downstairs, Bao Rong and Old Zhou were talking about food in earnest.

"Thin Secretary, do you think that since young madam is so disgusted with young master, he will be directly chased out?"

Bao Rong was silent for two seconds, then decisively shook his head: "That won't happen, after all, the young master is so shameless."

Just as Thin Secretary finished his sentence, a head suddenly popped out from outside the car window: "Give me the bottle of water!"

Bao Rong, who was quite frightened, quickly passed a bottle of mineral water to Qi Ye.

Qi Ye unscrewed the cap on the bottle, and drank half of the bottle in one breath, only then did he recover.

He opened the car door and got in, then looked coldly at Bao Rong who was in the front passenger seat: Who did you say was shameless?

"Old Zhou is shameless, saying he wants you to give him a raise." I said that the treatment that Young Master has given us is so good, we shouldn't be so greedy! " Bao Rong said in all seriousness.

Old Zhou turned his head towards Qi Ye with a wronged expression, "No, young master …"

"Then what does Thin Secretary think of the salary I gave you?" Qi Ye interrupted Old Zhou, and instead focused on Bao Rong.

Bao Rong immediately expressed his loyalty, "As long as it's Young Master's offer, I'm satisfied!"

"Yes." Qi Ye unscrewed the cap of the water bottle, and drank two more mouthfuls, before saying: "Since that's the case, then Thin Secretary's future salary will be increased by two percentage points to Old Zhou. "Drive on, back to Hao Yuan."

Bao Rong: "..."

Not only was the young master shameless, his heart was also dark!

If the Young Madam were to fight with the Young Master, it would only be a matter of time before the Young Master devours her along with her bones.

… ….

The next day.

Zhao Qiao persisted as usual, but luckily he pulled her up before six-thirty this time, and pulled her to Sempe Group before seven-thirty. On the way, he even affectionately brought her two pieces of whole-wheat bread.

The two of them skillfully entered the Sempe Group Main Hall and walked towards the direction of the sofa.

On the way here, Zhao Qiao had been hesitating whether he should ask him about the incident of Wen Liang getting on the President Qi's carriage yesterday afternoon.

After a moment of hesitation, he finally could not help but open his mouth. "Junior Sister, yesterday afternoon …"

"Brother Zhao, I'm sorry, but I need to go to the washroom first." Wen Liang suddenly covered her stomach and ran in the direction of the restroom.

Only Zhao Qiao was left with a confused expression. Seeing that his previously cold face was indeed somewhat pale, Zhao Qiao could not help but be worried.

More than ten minutes later, Wen Liang's pale face appeared in Zhao Qiao's grasp, and his forehead was still dripping with beads of perspiration.

"Junior Sister, what's wrong?" "Is there something wrong?" Zhao Qiao hurriedly held onto the crumbling Wen Liang.

Wen Liang forced a smile and shook his head.

Zhao Qiao released his hand to try and test the temperature of her forehead, but he didn't expect her legs to suddenly soften, and then fall back to the ground …

"Junior Sister!" Zhao Qiao just about to reach out to support Wen Liang.