Chapter 75

Jiang Mingyuan said that Cheng Huan was frightened when he got the marriage certificate. The first reaction was to refuse, but when he said that he was joking, she was relieved, and she felt a little lost in her heart.

Cheng Huan secretly sighed that she was really cheap, she took a deep breath, pressed down those strange feelings, put aside her face, and asked him when to leave.

"That's gone." Jiang Mingyuan didn't go to the company today, but he was going to meet a guest in the afternoon. About three o'clock, he had to leave early.

"Then you are careful on the way." Cheng Huan got up and sent him.

The elevator stopped on the first floor. After waiting for a while, Jiang Mingyuan, holding on to the constantly beating number, suddenly turned back and asked, "How to arrange for the New Year?"

"Huh?" Cheng Huan left his phone screen with a doubt, then replied, "There are no special arrangements, it should be the same as before."

She has no close friends here, and her original relatives have only one mother, but she remarried for many years. The two have long been out of touch. Even if Cheng Huan wanted to go and see, there was no place.

"Is that so?" Jiang Mingyuan raised his eyebrows and hesitated. "I will go back to my hometown to worship the ancestors on New Year's Eve. I want to take the stars back and let my father see."

"Is it far?"

"Two provinces apart."

Cheng Huan gave a sigh, thought for a while, then nodded and agreed: "This is the right thing, you can take it."

"how about you?"

"Me? I'll be alone at home." Cheng Huanman didn't care.

After his grandfather's death in the last life, Cheng Huan came to the New Year all by himself, and he was used to it, and didn't feel anything.

"Which one is at home for the Chinese New Year." Jiang Mingyuan stepped aside and stepped out of the elevator's exploration range. The elevator door, which kept opening and closing, finally closed completely. He walked to Cheng Huan, and said something pleasurable. How about you going back home with me? "

Cheng Huan was standing in the corner. Jiang Mingyuan was standing in front of her, blocking almost all her space. In front of him was the man's wide chest. Cheng Huan pressed against the wall and looked down at the lines on his suit: "I ... Inconvenient. "

"There is nothing inconvenient, just to see if you want to." Jiang Mingyuan reached out and put her shoulder on her shoulders, until she died: "And the stars certainly don't want to be apart from you."

"I ..." Cheng Huan was stuffed, and the hand on his shoulder gave him great pressure. She glanced sideways, her ears were reddish, and she thought about it.

"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan raised his lip corner, put his hand to her ear and said, "I'll wait for your good news."

The man's breath hit his ears, making the piece warmer, the redness spreading from his ears to his neck, and signs of moving towards his face.

Cheng Huan felt that the skin was about to burn. She leaned her head back, her hand rested on the other's chest, and her eyelashes trembled: "You go quickly, you are going to be late."

Jiang Mingyuan was pushed away and did not feel angry. He glanced over the earlobe of the other person, and his face smiled deeper. He said good, press the elevator again, and when he got down the car, he hit Qi Shan. A phone call said to give him a 10% year-end award.

Qi Shan, who received two raises in a short period of time: "... thanks the boss."

...

Jiang's holiday starts on the 29th of the lunar month, which means that the annual meeting is the last day to go to work. The employees who have no concerns are obviously open and drink more than usual.

This kind of lively occasion basically does not talk about any superiors or subordinates. Even Jiang Mingyuan, who has always been very dignified, has been toasted a lot of wines. Too many employees have come to toast. Fortunately, he can drink a lot.

After drunk, Jiang Mingyuan didn't look any different from usual. His face was not red, his words were clear, his expression was normal, and he would not even crook when he walked. Probably only a familiar person could take a slow response from this person. In the eyes of the focus, he was found drunk.

Qi Shan and Jiang Mingyuan went in and out of many dinners and knew the boss's reactions. Looking at him this way, he knew that it was no longer possible, so he blocked those who were still preparing to toast, and the owner took the person home.

There is a distance between the hotel and the apartment where the annual meeting is held. It will take more than 20 minutes by car. After arriving downstairs, Jiang Mingyuan, who had watched as usual, has fallen on the back seat, and Ruan Cheng is a mess.

Qi Shan and the driver got out of the car. The two pulled together to pull out the person. Jiang Mingyuan was awakened by this action, frowned, and stretched out his hand to push him away.

"Boss, can you still leave?"

The person questioned did not respond. After standing for a while, he took a step forward. He walked slowly, but steady, and looked fine, but Rao was so afraid that Qi Shan didn't dare to leave him alone. Fu followed the elevator.

Upon entering the elevator, Jiang Mingyuan swiped the card and pressed the floor. He leaned against the elevator wall and closed his eyes to rest. The elevator walked very fast. After 20 seconds, he reached the place. Qi Shan called twice. He opened his eyes and helped the elevator to take a step. Step out.

Qi Shan followed him out of the elevator and entered the door, turned on the light and was busy going to boil him hot water to boil hangover soup.

The cooked hangover soup was put on the coffee table, Qi Shan whispered, "Boss, do you want me to stay and take care of you?"

Jiang Mingyuan held his thumb against his forehead, endured a wave of headaches, and shook his head after half a ring: "No."

This was the answer every time in the past, and Qi Shan was not surprised. He told him not to forget the hangover soup, and he left.

The driver still waited downstairs, watched him get in the car and asked the boss how he was, and then started the car.

Stepping on the accelerator, the car gradually left the apartment. Qi Shan looked at the apartment building that was going away, and suddenly found that a certain floor was still lit.

He said "um", suddenly thought of something, picked up his cell phone, found a phone call in the address book.

...

Cheng Huan just finished playing the game and was ready to sleep. As soon as the phone was put down, the phone rang.

She glanced at the caller and answered the phone with some confusion: "Hey?"

"Hello, Miss Cheng, I'm Qi Shan. Do you remember?"

"Remember, is there anything?" Cheng Huan was a little worried, she knew that this person was Jiang Mingyuan's assistant, and now he called, wouldn't it be something wrong with the other party?

"That's it." He opened the door to see the mountain: "The boss is drunk. Now that he is at home alone, I would like to ask you if it is inconvenient for you to go up and take care of him. Don't worry too much. Just watch him finish the sober soup.

"Okay." Cheng Huan only hesitated for a second and agreed. She hung up the phone, got up and changed out of clothes, and went upstairs with the key.

When Jiang Huan came up, Jiang Mingyuan was still on the sofa. He closed his eyes with his head raised, and his eyebrows wrinkled a deep gully. He looked uncomfortable. The hangover soup on the coffee table is restored to its original place without any traces.

She walked over and touched the back of the bowl to test the temperature of the bowl. Cheng Huan walked to the person and pushed his hand: "Jiang Mingyuan?"

The man didn't respond at first, and after a while he barely opened his eyes and stared at her.

"Your assistant says you're drunk. Let me take care of you." She stepped closer. "You drink the sober soup."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't respond. He just stared at her with such a constant speed that he blinked a bit slower than usual. Cheng Huan waited for a long time without waiting for a response, but said it helplessly, then turned and bent to prepare for the sober soup.

A hand stretched out from behind, wrapping her around her waist before she reached the bowl, taking her back.

Cheng Huan was taken to someone's arms with a bang, and when he reacted, he wanted to break free, but his arm was too tight to escape.

She tried twice and didn't open the arm of the man, and he slaps on the angry man's arm: "Jiang Mingyuan, don't play hooligan."

"Um." The man gave a low reply, his arm showed no sign of loosening, he leaned over, put his chin on Cheng Huan's shoulder, and sighed, "Don't move."

He drank a lot of alcohol, and his breath was full of gas. In fact, it didn't smell very good. Cheng Huan was frowned with the smell, and he pressed his hands on the waist even harder. After a long while, he was the man. Loop the remaining straight arm up.

"Jiang Mingyuan!" Cheng Huan whispered, "Are you pretending to be drunk?"

The man hummed again, still keeping the same posture.

She had just lost her old energy and did not come out, and now she is not struggling. Her shoulders were uncomfortable. She reached out and put the man's face on her hind legs. The next second, the man came over again.

Cheng Huan was anxious: "What do you want to do?"

She had made the worst plan, thinking about how to deal with if the other party was forced to have a relationship, but the person behind him did not react after hearing this, and no further action. He remained in the same posture for a long time, Then she said in her ear, "I want to marry you."

Cheng Huan: "..."

She didn't know whether the man was really drunk or pretending to be drunk. It is reasonable to say that if you were drunk, you shouldn't let go of this opportunity, but if you were really drunk ... Is this what it looks like when you are drunk?

Cheng Huan was skeptical and deliberately tempted. She tilted her head back and looked at his side and asked, "What's the matter for marriage?"

Then she realized that there was some joy in it.

She coughed like a conceal, turned her face, and felt that the previous refusals seemed unjustified. However, the drunk man behind him did not notice this abnormality at all. He frowned, thinking about this question in the waves of pain in his head, and then answered, "Marriage can be together for a lifetime."

"No." After he said it, he refuted again, an elegant figure appeared in his mind, his frown deepened, his hands around Cheng Huan's waist tightened, his breathing became heavy, and he gritted his teeth and said, " Marriage will not work. "

There was a bit of pain in the sound.

Cheng Huan didn't know who he thought of it before. He was a little panicked at the moment. She opened her mouth and said nothing for a while, then she turned her face to silence.

She didn't speak, and Jiang Mingyuan didn't speak, so she kept this posture and held people in her arms. Cheng Huan sat for a long time, and his legs were a little numb. She guessed whether the man was already asleep, and tried to earn money before they knew he didn't.

"Don't move." Jiang Mingyuan closed his arms, and the breath when he spit was hit her neck, the heat was amazing.

"Will you be with me?" Cheng Huan heard him say, the man moved his face closer, the tip of his nose was against her jaw, his lips reflected on his neck, and the bass sounded confusing: "a lifetime good or not?"

Listening to his words, Cheng Huan could not give up a little rejection in her heart. She was silent for a moment and said softly.

Her life is too long, she doesn't know if there will be any accidents in the future, but at this moment, she is really willing.