Bankrupt ex-husband chases after her

"do not move."

Jiang Yuxing raised his hand and hugged the naked body out of the bathtub, causing Mu Jiaxi to scream again.

"Old husband and wife, it's not like I haven't seen it."

Jiang Yuxing made a teasing laugh, put her on the bed to dry off, and then carefully squatted down and rubbed her calf: "Is it better?"

The man's palm was rough and warm, and the feeling of rubbing against his calf seemed to be carrying an electric current, which made Mu Jiaxi blush: "Okay, it's much better, let me go."

"I've been hired by you for a week, but I haven't done any real service yet."

Jiang Yuxing restrained the enthusiasm in his eyes and pretended to be serious: "It's no big deal to give the rich woman a massage."

Mu Jiaxi only felt her whole body go limp, and the alcohol that she forcibly suppressed in her mind suddenly surged up, as if it wanted to burn her up.And those mischievous hands slowly moved up the calf, with numbing enthusiasm, as if they wanted to break through the last line of defense in her heart.

"Jiang Yu, please..."

Before she could finish her words, a pair of thin lips blocked what she was going to say next, and the man's cold and familiar breath wrapped her tightly, making her completely powerless to resist.

"Hee Hee, be obedient."

The hot air from Jiang Yuxing's mouth slowly blew on her face, and Mu Jiaxi felt her body gradually becoming soft and hot, so she could only close her eyes in resignation.

Just... let him fulfill his employment obligations?

The spring night was once, lingering and lingering.

That delicate little face was sleeping beside him, and the corners of Jiang Yuxing's lips curled into a light arc, and he gently placed a small pillow on the woman's waist, and then slowly pressed his lips against the woman's lower abdomen.

"Baby, it's up to you whether Daddy can get Mommy back."

Early the next morning, Mr. Mu got his wish and saw the red marks all over his son-in-law's neck. He coughed and turned his head away: "Young man has good physical strength."

With a dry smile, Mu Jiaxi pinched Jiang Yuxing's waist, pulled him to say goodbye to his father, and walked out of the Mu's mansion, cursing secretly that he couldn't concentrate, and was about to put Jiang Yuxing down downstairs in the community, but saw a car The Bentley drove slowly towards them.

"Jiang……"

The assistant looked at Mu Jiaxi who was beside Jiang Yuxing, and forced himself to swallow the last word. He coughed and mustered up the courage to say, "Xiao Jiang, the company sent you on a business trip. I'm in a hurry."

"You and this gentleman?"

Mu Jiaxi looked at the man in front of him in surprise, and recognized him as the assistant president of Ruiyang Investment, which has been in the limelight recently.

"Oh, I'm working in Ruiyang now, I forgot to tell you before."

Jiang Yuxing glanced at his assistant, and held the soft little hand with a calm expression: "My wife, I'm on a business trip, so please wait for me when I come back?"

"Who is waiting for you!"

Mu Jiaxi glared at him, then broke free from that soft hand and walked into the elevator, only to feel his face flushed with dryness.

He works in Ruiyang, and he can still get in touch with the assistant to the president, so he doesn't need to be a fool at all, so why is he...

Watching the elevator slowly go upstairs, Jiang Yuxing straightened the smile on his face and said lightly: "Tell me, what happened again?"

"It's something happened to the second young master."

The assistant returned to his respectful expression, and raised his hand to help the man open the car door: "The board members knew that you were not here, and they saw the second young master jumping out, so they started to make moves."

A trace of murderous intent appeared on Jiang Yuxing's face, and his tone was ruthless and cold: "Book the nearest flight back home."

The atmosphere in the Jiang family's old house in Lincheng was condensed.

"Jiang Yuxing, you're not doing well... ah!"

The arm of the young man kneeling on the ground was violently twisted behind his back, Jiang Yuxing's gaze was condensed: "Jiang Yucheng, can't you have a better memory?"

"You're just a lost dog who was kicked out of the house by me! What qualifications do you have to be Ruiyang's president!"

The young man's eyes were cold and gloomy, and Jiang Yuxing glanced at him leisurely: "Send him to the branch in South America."

The unbearable scolding continued, Jiang Yuxing raised his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows and took out his mobile phone.

It's been three days, and that heartless little woman hasn't called him?
"President, there is a woman surnamed Cheng at the door asking to see you."

The bodyguard stood respectfully in front of Jiang Yuxing, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Let it in."

Cheng Jiao shivered and walked in beside the bodyguard. Seeing the cold and long voice standing in place, she pinched her arm severely and squeezed out two lines of hot tears.

"Mr. Jiang, I know I was wrong! I will never dare again! Please let me go back to the company for the sake of accompanying you to start a business. Now no company is willing to keep me. I really have nowhere to go. !"

A trace of disgust flashed in Jiang Yuxing's eyes, but he just said calmly: "I will ask my assistant to arrange a position for you. You'd better be honest in the future, understand?"

"I see, thank you Mr. Jiang."

Cheng Jiao hurriedly wiped away her tears, obediently followed the assistant and walked out, but her eyes greedily looked at the magnificent Jiang family mansion and the figure that made her yearn day and night.