Deliberately Contaminated

It was still raining outside, and it fell on the window glass, making a rustling sound, and the inside of the car could not be seen.

Mingshuang hooked him with both hands, staring at the man's beautiful and misty black eyes, her red lips curved slightly, "Here?"

"Jiang Huai, I really saw you right." She said meaningfully, "Is it so impatient?"

This man should not have been satisfied for a long time. He was in his twenties, and when he was in his prime, Mingshuang could feel it when he occasionally got close to him. She maliciously pretended not to know, and Jiang Huai forcibly endured it, never taking the initiative to ask her for anything other than kisses.

There was a touch of red on his jade-white skin, Mingshuang reached out and touched his beautiful lips, feeling that his breathing was getting faster and faster, "...Go home."

He held her hand, pulled her into his arms, sniffed the scent of her hair, and was extremely nostalgic.

"Jiang Huai, do you remember?" Mingshuang said softly, "We went out to play before, but you never asked me to pay."

She said, "You're so good, and cheap."

"You know what? I'll spend money on the man I like." Mingshuang stroked his long eyelashes with her fingers, "The more you spend, the more I like it."

Even if he knew that she didn't love him, Jiang Huai didn't want to hear her say this. Thinking of An Yi, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and unspeakable sourness filled his heart.

"I treated you badly in the past." Mingshuang blinked and said lightly, "You don't remember."

Mingshuang said, "I also dumped you when I broke up."

Jiang Huai held her hand tightly with her fingers, her voice a little hoarse, "You are fine."

She wasn't what she said, and Jiang Huai didn't feel how bad she was to him.

On his eighteenth birthday, as she remembered, in the empty room, there was more of her breath and smile. She will remember his taboos and care about his body. She brings different ripples to his stagnant life.

There were only the two of them in the car, and the sound of the rain outside began to gradually subside. Jiang Huai put her hand on her slender waist, breathing slowly and steadily.

"It's about today." Mingshuang was referring to the fact that he came to the cafe to look for her, with an inexplicable tone, "Is it a fake to send me documents? It's true that you want to catch a rape."

Jiang Huai pursed his lips and said nothing. He lowered his eyes slightly, looking beautiful and quiet.

After Mingshuang discovered that Jiang Huai had lost his memory, his tolerance for him seemed to increase.

She said, "I don't care about you this time, you go home obediently."

"Wait for me at home." Her delicate fingers caressed his soft and clean black hair, and her cat's eyes were sly. Jiang Huai grabbed her hand, brought it to her lips and kissed it, and replied, "Okay."

"I'm coming back for dinner today." Mingshuang said.

"I want to eat crucian carp soup for dinner." She ordered the food confidently, "It's better to make it fresh."

"Then I want you to do it yourself." Mingshuang said, "Don't make it by others."

Mingshuang has never cooked before, and there are special aunts at home who come to cook on time, or not at home, but after experiencing Jiang Huai's cooking skills once, she begins to ask him to cook from time to time.

Jiang Huai cooks according to her taste. Apart from some inedible taboos, he doesn't seem to have any taste preferences. Basically, he does what she likes to eat.

Because she lived independently early, Jiang Huai's ability to take care of herself is extremely strong, which is completely different from Miss Mingshuang, who has never done housework since childhood.

He is very virtuous. When he is at home, he can go to the kitchen, go to the hall, and has an extremely beautiful face. He can serve her in bed in the future. He is very versatile.

"Hmm," he said.

Mingshuang made a request to him, and he accepted it completely - even, he would be very satisfied, proving that he was needed by her and had a place in her heart.

Mingshuang came to Jiaoyue and was about to go to the laboratory. Just ten minutes after entering, she heard Lu Sijia's voice from outside, "Boss."

"Didn't you say don't call me?"

"Yes. It's from Lin Quan." Lu Sijia stammered.

Mingshuang's pretty brows furrowed, "Tell them to wait, I'll come out right away."

She put on makeup and tidied up her clothes. The woman in the mirror was extremely beautiful - Yang Tianyu was stunned when she saw her coming out.

"Hello, Xiao Lu, serve tea to the guests." Mingshuang said.

"Hello, I'm Lin Quan's manager of the investment department." Yang Tianyu said, "The contract signed by our company and your company has almost arrived, so our company wants to come over to check the progress."

"Can samples come out before December 31?" he said. "I just had a chat with them, and I heard that things are not going well?"

"Are you from Lin Quan?" Mingshuang took a sip of tea and didn't answer, looking at Yang Tianyu, a man of thirty-eight or nine years old in a suit and leather shoes, but quite an elite fan of venture capital, "I remember, and we Isn't it Jiuheng Vision who signed the contract?"

"Jiuheng is our subsidiary." Yang Tianyu said, "You can check."

It's no wonder that Jiang Huai can call the shots and sign Jiuheng's technology to her in one sentence, Mingshuang smiled lightly.

Yang Tianyu frowned, Jiaoyue's old man was always such a young and beautiful woman, which made him a little suspicious of Jiaoyue's ability. Does the company led by such a woman really have the ability to make high-tech products?

"Manager Yang, don't worry." Mingshuang said, "There will be products before the deadline."

One more month is enough.

"Miss Ming, we are also willing to believe you." Yang Tianyu said, pointing to the man behind him, "This, Xue Kai, is our company accountant, you can get to know him."

The smile on Mingshuang's face slowly disappeared.

"Which bank card did your company open an account with? There are also the company's account book, income and expenditure details, and bank flow. You can give it to me now." This is a man named Xue Kai, because Lin Quan's brand is well received everywhere, and over time , he couldn't hold back his arrogance.

The date on the contract was clearly a month away, so someone came, and wanted to come to their company to take over the finances.

Is this the default that they can't make a product?

"I'm sorry." There was no smile on Mingshuang's face, "Manager Yang, we are all civilized people, so we have to act according to the contract. The contract is written on December 31, not November 30. I can't agree to your request. "

"If you want to change the contract, call your boss over here," Mingshuang said.

Yang Tianyu didn't smile anymore, and his words were sarcastic, "Miss Ming, President Jiang is on vacation now, and, even if he is not on vacation - our Linquan Jiang is always very busy, you know how much one hour of his time is worth. numbers?"

Ask him to come to this small company in person? dream.

Mingshuang laughed, but couldn't hear any tone, "It's so powerful, it opened my eyes."

Lu Sijia, "..." She remembered the beautiful man she saw that day, and in front of Mingshuang, she was obedient enough to describe her. She swallowed her saliva, glanced at Yang Tianyu, and gave him a second of silence.

"I only accept the contract." Mingshuang stood up, no smile in his pupils, "Manager Yang, please come back."

She went back to the lab and ignored him.

Yang Tianyu was also very annoyed. His new official took office as three fires, and he planned to do some performance. Seeing that the contract was about to expire, he planned to use them for surgery.

After leaving the bright moon.

"What should I do?" Xue Kai asked. After running for a while, he thought that such a small company would definitely not want to offend Lin Quan, but he didn't expect that the boss didn't look like a mortal, and he didn't give them face at all.

Yang Tianyu frowned, "Go back first."

"Come back when the time comes. It's been a month anyway. I don't believe they can come up with anything." Yang Tianyu replaced Xiao Zhun as the new manager of the investment department. Very disappointing.

Yang Tianyu took Xue Kai back to the company.

As soon as he entered the door of the company, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Mr. Jiang is back." A young girl at the front desk whispered to him, "There is a meeting in the conference room on the tenth floor."

Yang Tianyu also paused in his footsteps. He was very afraid of this young boss, "Isn't President Jiang on vacation?"

The front desk laughed bitterly. She first applied for a job in the company, and when she first saw Jiang Huai, she was as amazed as countless others, and then she became addicted to that face, but she was soon cured. The whole company is like this, and they are afraid of him. In the past two months when Jiang Huai was away, Lin Quan's atmosphere was completely different.

Jiang Huai's temper is not violent, and there will never be scenes of yelling and angering him. But they were all afraid of him, especially when he looked at people with a cold face.

Yang Tianyu's office was on the fifth floor. Before he could push the door in, he saw a man walking towards him as soon as he got out of the elevator.

"Mr. Jiang asked you to come." It was Jiang Huai's personal secretary, Huang Ji, who looked around him and didn't say a single extra sentence.

Yang Tianyu knocked on the door and went in, lowered his eyebrows, and saw Jiang Huai reading a document at his desk.

He didn't dare to disturb him, and stood quietly at the desk, waiting for Jiang Huai to call him.

After a while, Jiang Huai looked up from the document, "Where is Zhunren Xiao?"

Xiao Zhun is Lin Quan's former manager of the investment department.

"He, he's on vacation." Yang Tianyu was horrified when he looked at him, and his lips were trembling.

Jiang Huai put down the document in his hand, and those cold, dark eyes stared at him, "I'm not here, who approved your transfer?"

Jiang Huai's voice was not loud. In the weather in November, Yang Tianyu's shirt was soaked with cold sweat.

Jiang Huai's work style is neat and tidy, and quite assertive, not a good boss to talk to. When Jiang Huai first inherited Lin Quan, many people saw that he was young and did not obey. However, later, they were all obedient, and the entire Linquan and even the financial and economic circles in Tanzhou would automatically ignore his age and appearance when dealing with Jiang Huai.

"Call Fan Le." Yang Tianyu heard Jiang Huai's voice.

Fan Le is Lin Quan's Personnel Manager.

Five minutes later, Fan Le trotted out panting, "Mr. Jiang."

The man's slender fingers clasped the table, "Minutes of Yang Tianyu's reassignment meeting."

Fan Le said immediately, "I brought it, President Jiang."

"At the meeting, who agreed to this transfer. Report the names to me one by one." Jiang Huai said, his voice was cold and his words were slow and slow.

There was silence in the office. All of Lin Quan's senior management were basically there. Except for Fan Le, no one dared to make a sound.

Yang Tianyu knew that his position was probably gone. In Tancheng's financial industry, and even the entire industry, it may be difficult to get along. If Jiang Huai wants to rectify him, he will not have the slightest chance to survive.

Jiang Huai was angry, and when he got angry, he was silent, but the consequences were something they couldn't bear at all. It was the opposite of thunder and rain.

Despair spread in Yang Tianyu's heart, and he suddenly remembered a rumor, the glamorous female boss he saw in Jiaoyue just now.

Jiang Huai is known for his lack of desire and lack of love, so when he heard the outrageous rumor, Yang Tianyu didn't believe it at all, and even thought it was funny, otherwise he would not dare to go to Jiang Huai's woman if he borrowed ten courage from him. door.

But this time, when he went out, Jiang Huai happened to be returning to the company, and it was like this when he came back. Is it because he knew that he was going to Jiaoyue to find trouble?

"Mr. Jiang, you are making company decisions because of personal feelings, do the shareholders know?" In desperation, Yang Tianyu broke the tank, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Is this contract really reasonable?"

He looked around, hoping in the bottom of his heart that someone could say something to him to save him, but everyone kept their mouths tightly shut, and Yang Tianyu was completely desperate.

"Personal feelings?" Jiang Huai raised his lips, without a smile in his pupils, and said softly, "My personal feelings, it's your turn to point fingers?"

"Is it reasonable, it's your turn to suspect?"

No one dared to speak up.

However, they all stirred up stormy waves in their hearts, and the seemingly outrageous rumor of lace turned out to be true.

…

After sending the man away, Mingshuang went back to the studio to continue debugging the prototype.

She was programming, constantly tweaking the underlying algorithms, while many oscilloscopes were connected to the prototype.

Mingshuang stared at the waveforms on the screen without blinking. The algorithm is mature, so what is the problem?

She suddenly remembered what Jiang Huai said that day, and frowned.

Is there a problem with the console signal transmission? She had never suspected it before. What if there was some kind of unpredictable interference that caused the signal transmission problem, and then caused the drone to lose control and not obey the command to crash?

Mingshuang thought along this line of thought.

Mingshuang checked a whole page of waveforms, and suddenly, her pupils widened—her vision caught a missing corner of the waveform, Mingshuang stood up, tapped her fingers on the keyboard, and immediately reproduced the program just now.

She immediately double-checked all the circuits.

The door of the laboratory was suddenly slammed open.

Lu Sijia was eating a boxed lunch and was shocked when she saw Mingshuang. It was the first time she saw Mingshuang so happy. Because of the high-intensity mental work, she was a little tired, but she couldn't hide her joy.

"Found the problem."

Everyone in Jiaoyue has arrived, surrounded by Mingshuang.

"Damn it." Qi Jian widened his eyes after hearing Mingshuang's words, "Damn, it's really a signal problem? I said, how can the products we develop fall inexplicably."

Mingshuang rubbed his forehead. It's absurd to say, because the signal interference of the telecommunications led to the error of the control signal, the waveform was flawed, and then the rotor received the wrong command.

"It's enough to add a capacitor to filter out the interference signal." Mingshuang said, "I will test the flight again on Monday. If it doesn't work, I will write the name upside down."

"It's definitely no problem this time." Lu Sijia blushed with excitement, "Our machines are of such good quality."

She seems to be able to imagine that in the future, the products will sell well, their market value will double, and there may be opportunities to go public in the future.

"I'll try it tomorrow." Chen Hexuan was also excited.

"Monday." Mingshuang said, "I have to rest on the weekend."

She pointed to her face, the woman's skin was white and delicate, and she couldn't see anything, Chen Hexuan said "Huh?"

"I have dark circles under my eyes." Mingshuang asked, "Can't you see?"

I really can't see it, I just think her skin is very good, but Chen Hexuan blushed when she saw her cats. Mingshuang is so beautiful, there are a few men who can't be attracted, even if she just stands there, she has a style of her own.

"I've also lost my hair." Mingshuang picked up a strand of hair and looked at her smooth curly hair, distressed to the point of death, "It's all down to that surnamed Jiang."

Lu Sijia, "..." She suddenly remembered that when President Lin Quanjiang came, Mingshuang's attitude towards him was extremely bad, which was a hundred times worse than that of Manager Yang who came here today.

And at the press conference, Mingshuang scolded him mercilessly, using very ugly words.

Thanks to President Jiang's good temper, I don't mind.

But she was really curious about the relationship between Lin Quan's President Jiang and their boss.

Mingshuang rubbed her eyes and finally sat down. After working hard for so long, she relaxed and felt exhausted.

Because of the product development, she also postponed her doctoral admission. When the first batch of products is ready, she can start studying in Jingzhou.

Mingshuang thought absentmindedly, at that time, Jiang Huai should also go home. Two months have passed, and his memory loss seems to have no color, and he has not mentioned the matter of leaving to her.

However, he has good living habits, and now he is obedient. He is even learning to pet her slowly. It is a bit jerky, but Mingshuang is very useful. He pays for all the household expenses, and the secretary even gave her extra fees. Not a loss either.

...Speaking of Jiang Huai. He was a mathematician and an investor, so he even thought of going with her.

An unhappy and unwilling mood emerged, and Mingshuang suddenly felt that this victory was a little boring.

Why is Jiang Huai only amnesiac for a fragment, can't just throw his brain, it's better to be a fool. Mingshuang thought endlessly that she could only be a pet for the rest of her life, so she couldn't be separated from her. Although she wouldn't marry him, she would still keep him by her side.

She remembered his beautiful face and what he said at noon. When she was in the company for the first time, she was a little absent-minded.

I don't know what Jiang Huai is doing at home, can she bear the loneliness, she seduces her on the street at noon, and sure enough, she did not see him wrong, he is a serious man.

Maybe she was wrong at the beginning, she shouldn't have met Jiang Huai, the first student of their grade, in the corridor of Tanfu.

Jiang Huai should be a little more pitiful. It is best to have nothing and can only rely on her. Mingshuang prefers this amnesia version of Jiang Huai.

When Ming Shuang arrived home, about seven o'clock, the driver stopped the car.

The lights are lit indoors, and on a winter night, this dim yellow makes it extra warm.

Mingshuang's beautiful nose moved. She smelled a very fragrant smell, Mingshuang took off her coat, kicked off her shoes, wore only socks, and ran quickly to the restaurant like a kitten.

She deliberately didn't call Jiang Huai, and walked over lightly, wanting to peek at what he was doing.

Jiang Huai was in the kitchen. The man was holding a spoon between his long, well-jointed fingers. After adding the seasoning, he put the spoon down and slightly adjusted the heat. And when I was a teenager, when I held a pen in the classroom, it didn't seem to be much different.

He will do all Mingshuang's requirements seriously. He was originally a type of special focus on work, no matter work, study or life, he is very serious in everything. But at this time, Mingshuang wanted to make trouble with him.

Jiang Huai really made her crucian carp soup in the evening. The air was full of fresh and strong fragrance. After boiling for a long time, the soup was milky white. The surface of the soup was dotted with tender red wolfberry and fresh green onions, which made people appetite. wide open.

Why does this man seem so good-looking in everything he does. Mingshuang thought.

She tiptoed, leaned in, suddenly reached out, and wrapped her arms around his narrow waist from behind.

"Did you have a good time at home today?" She stood on tiptoe and breathed at the back of his neck. Jiang Huai's skin is white, and a little bit of redness is particularly obvious. When she went to trouble him, her voice was soft and sweet, "Are you waiting for me at home?"

"Waiting." Jiang Huai said softly, the warm yellow light in the dining room shone down on his jade-white and flawless face, he pursed his lips slightly, his ears were red, and Mingshuang made a mess on him with his hands. .

Very satisfied, this scene satisfies his previous fantasies.

Mingshuang laughed, and the little pear vortex was looming, looking beautiful and a little bad, "Who are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for Mingshuang." He kept staring at her, seeing Mingshuang frowning at him.

The tip of his ear got a little red again, "...waiting for Shuangshuang." Jiang Huai can't speak love words. He was very thin-skinned in this regard when he was a boy. He hasn't seen him for a few years, and he doesn't seem to have changed much.

His voice was clear and smooth, and when he called her this way, it sounded very nice, showing a little flattering taste.

Mingshuang was satisfied, and laughed out a small pear vortex again.

She doesn't do anything. While waiting for Jiang Huai to serve the food, she was still making trouble with him. There was a basket of washed cherries on the dining table. She picked one up and fed it to Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai's lips are the most delicate and soft part of his facial features. They are very attractive. The shades of red are very moist and moist. Mingshuang remembered that when she first saw Jiang Huai in the corridor, she first noticed it. , is his lips.

These lips added popularity to his pale, fresh-like facial features, and were the source of his contradictory and alluring temperament.

Xu Duanduan may be right, she was downright jealous of Jiang Huai at first.

Jiang Huai obediently hugged the cherry, but Mingshuang didn't withdraw her finger, just staring at him like this, he understood, and then kissed her finger, letting Mingshuang play with it.

Mingshuang thought to himself, even if his brain is broken, there should be quite a market to be a cowherd. He is also very professional and good at it anyway.

"No wonder people want you." Mingshuang said, "Jiang Huai, may I give her to her?"

Jiang Huai lowered his eyes and didn't speak, Mingshuang liked to torture him and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Not good," he said.

The man's thin jaw lifted slightly, and he looked away, and the arrogant and cold taste emerged again. Mingshuang smiled and said delicately, "Jiang Huai, didn't you say, listen to me and promise me everything."

"Sure enough, a man's mouth, a deceiving ghost." Her gaze twirled on his slightly wet lips, which was meaningful.

It's a pity that no matter how much she tossed, he just wouldn't let go, and he wouldn't even allow a perfunctory promise.

After eating, Mingshuang took a shower and changed into her home clothes. Her long seaweed-like hair fell on her shoulders, and her face looked extremely delicate and bright. She sat down on the sofa in the living room. During this time, she was occupied by work. , She hasn't rested for a long time, she plans to watch a movie.

Mingshuang took the remote control and picked it up casually.

She was barefoot, her little feet were tender and delicate, stepping on the soft white cashmere carpet.

Jiang Huai also finished taking a bath, and his whole body was clean, exuding a pleasant aroma, Mingshuang called him, "Jiang Huai, come here."

Jiang Huai didn't know if she was still angry, she said she would give him to others, and she didn't come over without saying a word.

Recently, perhaps because of living together for a long time, he actually began to learn to be petty occasionally. The amazing thing is that she didn't seem to find it annoying. Before Mingshuang, it was completely intolerable for men to treat her like this.

When the sofa beside him sank, he sat far away from her, stretched out his long straight legs, and even dressed so tightly that he didn't show her anywhere, and his black hair was filled with a touch of dampness.

Mingshuang raised her eyebrows, kicked him with her feet, and when he held it with one hand, Mingshuang discovered that Jiang Huai's hands were so big, and she always thought her bones were slender and slender.

"Jiang Huai, why are you so temperamental?" Mingshuang said lazily, "No one wants a man with a bad temper."

Jiang Huai pursed her lips, but said nothing.

"I know, you don't love me." He lowered his eyelashes, the living room was dimly lit, the light and shadow hit his pretty face, and his voice was hoarse.

So, there is no need to remind him again and again, especially when he is full of joy and enjoys the stolen, good things she gave him.

He was heavy, Mingshuang sat on his lap and hooked him, a little smile in her pupils, "But you still love me, don't you, love me crazy."

"So pitiful." She stroked his Adam's apple with her tender fingers and said softly, "No one hurts you, you can only endure it."

"In the future, I will definitely treat the man I love very well, I will spoil him very much, and I will not make him feel so uncomfortable." She was sweet and hateful, raised her face and looked at him, "If he wants, I will give it to him. I don’t say it, but it’s very clingy. I like to kiss him, so I will kiss him more; I remember what he eats, what foods he can’t eat and what to avoid; he likes to suppress his emotions often, so I will accompany him to talk; He has learned to get angry occasionally, and I can tolerate it, and it's quite cute."

Jiang Huai's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the back of her hand was tightly stretched.

His eyes turned to her, it was deep black, "...What about me? What should I do?"

"Mingshuang, can't you love me?" His voice was hoarse and desperate.

People are like this. When you get some, you have to go further, and you will only want more.

Mingshuang left him. In those years, he felt that as long as Mingshuang came back, he could ignore everything. As long as he can stay by Mingshuang's side.

Now, he has achieved this goal through various means, and even occasionally gets some intimacy from her charity, which should have been satisfied, but this kind of thing is like drinking poison to quench thirst.

Just listening to her description, he was going crazy with jealousy.

Why, he will only throw it away mercilessly after being tired of playing, but others can get her love.

He also wanted her to love him.

The author says:

qwq, Fifteen will hurt you so much.

Poor Xiao Huai couldn't even believe it at all. Even after marriage, he was worried about gains and losses. He couldn't believe that it was what he could get.

But now you still think about how to solve the problem of amnesia in the future.

Twenty red envelopes~~

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