Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

The girl's eyes were full of magnanimity, her tone of voice was not heavy, but every word was clear to her ears.

The moment the aura around her dissipated, the woman across from her raised her eyebrows imperceptibly, with a flash of a smile in her eyes.

Instead, he asked, "Can you play chess?"

Jiang Yun's expression remained unchanged: "No."

The other party smiled, "I remember that Jiang Shang is good at chess."

Jiang Yun didn't expect that the other party knew her grandfather, but she didn't blush and said, "He never plays with me."

"Really?" The woman smiled unexpectedly, but didn't bother with the question any more, motioned her to drink tea, and said at the same time, "Don't be so hostile to me."

Her eyes fell on the necklace around Jiang Yun's neck, and she took the initiative to open the topic: "I was just surprised to see [blood] worn on a girl here."

The other party took the initiative to speak, and Jiang Yun restrained her edge a little.

"My boss lent me one to support the scene, and I will return it when it is used up."

The woman raised her eyebrows: "He asked you to pay it back?"

This is definitely her most emotionally revealing sentence so far.

He seemed a little speechless in the accident.

Jiang Yun couldn't tell whether she was an enemy or a friend.

Speaking is also in control: "He didn't say return it, and he didn't say give it away."

"For such a valuable thing, it is right to pay back the original when it is used up."

The woman smiled.

"You have put this set in the merchant's old house for 22 years."

"Even I saw it for the second time."

Having said that, she raised her eyes and looked straight at Jiang Yun: "Since it was taken out, it should be for you."

Jiang Yun frowned, and the more she listened, the more she felt that the person in front of her spoke with an attitude of taking it for granted.

It seems that he really knows Shang Yan like the back of his hand.

It's like... the attitude of the elders towards the younger ones.

What elders does Shang Yan have?

Jiang Yun's brain worked quickly, and she became lonely.

How does she know what elders he has.

Unexpectedly, the person on the opposite side spoke again: "I heard that you are a retired major general?"

"That's right." Jiang Yun didn't hide what everyone knew.

"Can you tell me where you served before retiring?"

Jiang Yun thought about it, and this is not a secret, so she answered: "Border."

"Border." A clear look appeared in the woman's eyes: "A few years ago, Shang Yan seemed to often go to the border to handle business."

Her casual sentence caught Jiang Yun's attention instantly.

Unconsciously sitting up straight, Jiang Yun was about to take the opportunity to inquire about something, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in." The woman looked away from her, and looked towards the door with a half-smile.

The door of the lounge opened, and Shang Yan appeared beside the door with a sullen face.

The woman glanced at the watch time, with a smile in her eyes: "3 minutes—"

The words without beginning and end turned into teasing: "Why, are you afraid that I will bully her?"

Shang Yan pursed his thin lips, ignored the woman's words, and walked straight towards Jiang Yun.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Yun stared back at his constricted black pupils and raised her eyebrows.

Shang Yan stood beside her, looking down at the woman opposite: "When did you come back?"

The woman shrugged, picked up the teacup and handed it to her mouth, took a sip calmly, and then said slowly, "Not long."

Shang Yan stared at her with a warning hidden in his eyes: "Since you just arrived, go back and rest."

The implication: don't mind your own business.

"Don't look at me like that." The woman didn't care about his attitude at all.

Every gesture is full of amorous feelings: "I just saw [blood] coming out of the old house, and I'm curious."

She looked at Jiang Yun with a deep meaning: "After all, this is not something that people can wear casually."

"As you can see, you can go." Shang Yan didn't speak at all, and glanced at the woman coldly, the warning in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Jiang Yun was completely relaxed after Shang Yan came in.

The whole person rested his chin lazily, as if watching a play.

"Stinky boy, I'm getting more and more lacking in attitude." The woman rolled her eyes and made an expression of losing control for the second time today.

But he put down his teacup and stood up.

When Jiang Yun heard the word "brat", her ears perked up.

Those eyes rolled around, wondering what he had heard.

Shang Yan's face completely sank because of her words, but he said coldly: "Let Xu Feng take you back."

The woman waved her hand, her eyes fell on Jiang Yun, and she smiled deeply: "You have good eyesight."

After saying that, she stepped on her high heels and left.

Xu Feng, who was acting as the door god by the door, glanced at the brows of his president's raised eyebrows because of her words, rolled his eyes silently and sighed, and followed the woman away with his legs open.

But he couldn't stop complaining in his heart: Those who knew it was Ms. Kua Jiang, those who didn't know thought it was their own president who was praised.

With Ms. Jiang at the side, the smile on the president's face never went away.

Jiang Yun tilted her head and stared at the woman's leaving back, thoughtfully, not noticing that Shang Yan sat down opposite her.

"You can go with anyone."

In a word, there is no emotion.

Jiang Yun withdrew her gaze, curled her lips, and said truthfully, "Curiosity."

Just curious about who it is.

Shang Yan glanced at her, and ruthlessly poked at her: "Is it curiosity or gossip?"

Jiang Yun came casually: "Nothing."

Shang Yan sees through everything, and sneers to expose it: "You think I can take care of all ages?"

Jiang Yun: "??"

He installed a monitor in his stomach.

Muttering in her heart, Jiang Yun was serious on the face: "Boss Shang really knows how to joke, how could I be that kind of person."

Shang Yan just smiled and said nothing.

He picked up a sunspot and played with it in his hand, "Will you?"

"That must be possible." Jiang Yun grabbed a handful of white pieces and held them in her palm, eager to try.

Shang Yan glanced at her with long eyes, raised his eyebrows, and took the lead.

Jiang Yun immediately fell down, feeling that the distance was a bit far, and immediately grabbed the sofa and moved forward.

Shang Yan raised his head and saw her wearing a dress and pulling the sofa forward regardless of her image, he couldn't help lowering his head and laughing.

Jiang Yun heard the movement, stopped moving forward, raised her head and glared at him: "What are you laughing at?"

The smile in the corner of Shang Yan's eyes didn't fade away, but he was serious: "I didn't smile."

Jiang Yun dropped Bai Zi, her small face disgusted: "It's a lie."

While Shang Yan dropped sunspots, he answered fluently: "To each other."

She glanced at him suspiciously, somehow, Jiang Yun suddenly felt that he knew what she told the woman just now that she couldn't play chess.

Before she could think too much, Shang Yan said, "She has always been good at tempting others through chess games."

And this chess game is placed on the table, but it has not been moved.

The only possibility is that the girl opened her eyes and told nonsense.

Jiang Yun felt a sense of embarrassment about being caught.

The white chess pieces surrounded by the sunspots in his hands did not show mercy at all.

Shang Yan pays attention to step by step when playing chess.

But Jiang Yun likes to go on a rampage.

Halfway through the chess game, the whole situation was a mess.

For the first time, Shang Yan experienced the feeling of being out of control and incomprehensible in the situation he had set up by himself.