Wrong Marriage Surprise Marriage: Jing Shao Chasing His Wife, Please Line Up

"After all, Qisheng Company is going to participate in the competition, and we will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future." Jing Yihong relaxed his hands, and smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "If there is anything unpleasant today, I apologize first .”

Ruan Qianya felt a little sour in her heart, but she still breathed a sigh of relief, at least Jing Yihong restrained herself from tearing up with Majesty.

"It's okay, everyone..." Meiqi licked the corner of her lips with the tip of her tongue, and she kept conveying an ambiguous atmosphere in Jing Yihong's direction.

The hidden sharpness in Jing Yihong's body exploded in an instant, his eyes flickered coldly, and he said word by word: "Then, do you want to apologize to Ruan Qianya?"

Majesty was startled by the powerful aura on his body, she was about to stand up immediately, but her legs hit the chair behind her, and they rubbed against the ground making a screeching sound.

"What do you mean!" Maggie frowned, and the pain in her wrist kept hitting her, "What are you doing?"

"Apologize." Jing Yihong didn't show any looseness on his face.

This moment reminded Ruan Qianya of the silver mask he was wearing when she first met him.Although he couldn't see his face under the mask, he could feel the icy chill emanating from his whole body.

"That's enough!" Ruan Qianya broke Jing Yihong's fingers one by one, and rescued the distorted Maggie, "Miss Maggie, I apologize to you on his behalf."

Jing Yihong turned his head in disbelief, but Ruan Qianya didn't even look at him, and looked at Meiqi calmly.

Majestic arrogance hung in her eyes, she raised her chin slightly, raised her hand and handed over the wine glass on the table: "Drink this glass of wine, and I won't care about it anymore."

Before Jing Yihong could reach out to stop him, Ruan Qianya took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

The glass of wine was not low in alcohol, and Ruan Qianya drank it without a pause, and suddenly a burning sensation rose in her stomach, she shook her body slightly, and stabilized her figure by leaning on the back of the chair.

Then she looked at Majesty with a calm face, and said softly: "The competition is not a trivial matter, and I hope Miss Majesty is chosen after comprehensive consideration and the company's design capabilities, rather than her own selfish desires."

Meiqi's eyes fluttered: "Of course, I was just joking just now. I didn't expect Mr. Jing to look indifferent, but he is also a sweetheart. It's really interesting."

Jing Yihong's face sank like water, he stood up and pulled Ruan Qianya out the door.

Majesty touched her lips with her index finger with great interest, then her eyes rested lightly on the red mark on her white wrist, and she said to herself, "What should I do next?"

Since Majesty realized her beauty, she didn't need to waste her time chasing anyone, as long as she gave a slight hint, those people would take the initiative to stick to her side, begging for her love.

Even if there are some who cannot be with her temporarily for various reasons, they will definitely not be able to last for a month.

How long can Jing Yihong last?
Majestic turned around gracefully, leaned her forehead and said to the people in the room: "Today I wanted to make a joke, but I went too far. I was too much. I never thought that Eastern men's conservativeness is beyond my expectation."

The playboy said with a playful smile: "You can't say that, not everyone is like Mr. Jing, like me, you just go over with a hook, and those who are conservative are those old and stubborn."

Majesty smiled at him, those eyes seemed to contain countless strands of affection, which made the playboy feel a little smug for a moment, even thinking that Majesty might also have a crush on him.

However, under Meiqi's smile, she secretly sentenced him to death, and then brushed off this glib and glib thing.

"Let me go!" Ruan Qianya shook Jing Yihong's hand away, because the alcohol hadn't gone down yet, her body swayed involuntarily, and directly hit the wall behind her.

Jing Yihong reacted quickly, and put his hands behind Ruan Qianya's head, but there was a cold chill on his face: "She told you to drink, so you really drink?"

"It seems that you really don't care about what I told you before." Ruan Qianya also smiled indifferently, "You know that she has all the lists in her hand, and if you want to mess with her like this, you really want you Are all your efforts in vain?"

Jing Yihong was not a person without sharpness, he just put away all the sharpness in his bones in front of Ruan Qianya.

He sneered when he heard the sound: "Then I'll just sit there and watch her blatant humiliation, am I dead?"

"I have nothing to say to you." Ruan Qianya tried her best to stand up and walked forward unsteadily.

Without saying a word, Jing Yihong directly picked up his shoulders and knees, hugged her whole body horizontally, and walked out quickly.

Ruan Qianya struggled weakly: "Put it down—"

"Don't you have nothing to say to me?" Jing Yihong's dark eyes gave Ruan Qianya a condescending look, "If you quarrel again, I'll kiss you."

Ruan Qianya had never heard such hot and straightforward words from Jing Yihong's mouth before, and in addition to the fact that she had drunk just now, her face froze and she put it away.

The whole person nestled in Jing Yihong's arms, looking a little cramped.

Jing Yihong was angry just now, and couldn't bear to say something too serious, so he made a casual threat.

Unexpectedly, this sentence made the software so hot that his face was about to blush. There was a smile in his eyes, but it didn't show on his face.

He put Ruan Qianya on the co-pilot with a blank face, and looked at him coldly.

Jing Yihong stepped on the edge of the co-pilot with one leg arched, and stood on the ground with the other leg.

The leg he was standing on formed a straight line with his back, making him look as tall and straight as a sword, and his body carried an aura like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

Ruan Qianya glanced at him, then turned her head silently, no matter what, if the two of them really wanted to quarrel, Jing Yihong had already won half of the battle in terms of aura.

Jing Yihong put his hands on Ruan Qianya's shoulders, forcing her to look at him, and said solemnly:
"Ruan Qianya, I promised you that you would not confront her head-on. But the premise is that it is within my bottom line. If it exceeds my bottom line, I don't care who she is."

Ruan Qianya's glass of wine was blown by the cool wind just now, and Jing Yihong's cold eyes stared at her, and it had already dissipated a lot, she stabilized her mood, and asked back: "Then what is your bottom line? "

Jing Yihong's eyes were as bright as cold stars in the dark night, he looked deeply at Ruan Qianya: "It's you."

Ruan Qianya sighed imperceptibly: "But at this time, a little intolerance can lead to big schemes. Her targeting is already too obvious. If you can tear your face off with her just because of such a trivial matter today, Qi Sheng The road will be difficult to walk.”