Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

After thinking about it again and again, he couldn't remember any man who had ever interacted with Cong Rong except Gu Yuyang.

Ji Tingqiu was very curious,

How important would it be for a man to make Cong Rong smile so brightly and purely.

In the coffee shop in the morning, he just reminded Cong Rong to stay away from that playboy, and Cong Rong started to quarrel with him.

What can I say, they are not married yet, now it all depends on self-consciousness.

When he mentioned this, he felt evil.

What kind of messed up person he was before, and he even married an ex-wife named Qi Yu.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on Zhang Yuting at the workstation next door.

This girl seems to have a good relationship with Cong Rong.

"Whose call did she answer? Apart from that ruffian, what male friends does she have? Find an A4 piece of paper and list down everything you know about her."

Ji Tingqiu's light words fell on Zhang Yuting like a thousand pounds of iron and stone, almost causing her to spit out half a mouthful of old blood.

She and Cong Rong have known each other for a long time, but their interaction was limited to the time they were in the company.

Moreover, Cong Rong never reveals her emotions or complains to anyone. As long as she comes to the company, she concentrates on her work and she knows nothing about private matters.

"Uh... Dong... Chairman, I don't know much. I can't even write a single line, let alone a single word. Haha."

Besides, who else could be pestering Cong Rong besides Ji Tingqiu?

However, Zhang Yuting certainly did not dare to say it.

"Then write a line. If I know it, I don't need to ask you." After speaking, Ji Tingqiu took out a piece of paper and put it on Zhang Yuting's workstation.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

It seems that it is no longer possible to rely on others, but on oneself.

He stood up, straightened his clothes and walked out the door, leaving Zhang Yuting staring at the blank paper in a daze.

A few seconds later, an idea flashed through her head, and then she picked up the pen and started writing furiously...

In the corridor, Cong Rong had just hung up the phone, still retaining the smile she had when talking to Jingze on the corner of her mouth. She was thinking about how to get rid of Ji Tingqiu and pick up Jingze.

The moment she turned around, she bumped into a hard chest without hesitation. The stinging pain on the tip of her nose filled her eyes with tears.

"What makes you so happy?" A cold voice came from above.

Cong Rong rubbed her nose in pain and looked up at him, her brows furrowed into a "sichuan" pattern, her mouth drooped as if she owed him eight million, and she wished she could eat her alive with just one face.

"Why didn't you say anything? You scared me."

"Why are you so frightened when you have done nothing wrong? Who are you so happy to talk to on the phone?" Ji Tingqiu asked after a breath.

Cong Rong pursed her lips and wanted to explain to him, but when the words came to her lips, she felt it was unnecessary.

Anyway, he always has his own set of thinking habits, and no amount of talking can change his preconceived views.

"Oh, it's okay. The flower base in the suburbs said that the imported flower seeds have been successfully cultivated and we can save a lot of costs. I will go over and take a look in person after work. After work, you can take a taxi and go back to the hotel. I have already paid for one month's renewal at the front desk."

Cong Rong was afraid that her secret would be revealed, so she lowered her head and ran away.

She felt very tired and didn't want to argue anymore.

Before Ji Tingqiu lost his memory, they spent most of their time arguing.

Now that he is back, Cong Rong feels that if he can say one less thing, he will say one less thing. He will never be able to distinguish between right and wrong despite arguing, so he might as well keep his mouth shut.

"Where are you going back to at night? Are you still coming to the hotel?" Ji Tingqiu asked.

The moment the words came out of his mouth, he didn't know why.

After last night's lingering love,

He found that his body was very familiar with every sensitive point on her body, and the memory engraved in his body led his hands to explore every beauty. Except for Cong Rong's insufficient physical strength, the relationship between the two people was really It's an extraordinary fit.

After that, his feelings for Cong Rong seemed to have changed.

This morning I faced an empty bed and the woman’s blue face,

He admitted that his possessiveness was running wild.

Cong Rong thought for a moment and nodded.

If she couldn't tolerate Ji Tingqiu's incompleteness, it would be even more difficult for him to recover his memory in the future.

"I will go back. Oh, by the way, this is the bank card you left for me before. There is enough cash in it. You can use it first. Ji Linyuan said that he will renegotiate your return to the company when he comes back. Please wait for a while. wait."

Cong Rong took out the card from her bag and handed it to him with both hands.

Ji Tingqiu was dubious, was he so happy at work?

He wanted to ask again, but he was afraid that Cong Rong would complain that he didn't respect personal privacy, so he held back.

"Okay, I'll listen to you this time."

Driven by consciousness, Ji Tingqiu raised his hand and scratched her nose.

After completing these two actions, both of them were stunned for a while, and Cong Rong's cheeks turned red unexpectedly.

The feeling of having an affair behind Ji Tingqiu's back reappeared in her heart.

The scene of the two loving each other was clearly seen by the colleagues in the office, and everyone couldn't help but sigh.

"Damn it, how can the abstinent tyrant be so sweet?"

"What kind of incense did Cong Rong burn in her last life? To be able to meet a man like the chairman who only has eyes for her. Oh my God, I'm so envious... A middle-aged woman clasped her hands together and looked at the couple outside the door. Made a nymphomaniac.

At this time, the woman who originally belonged to Li Yuan's small group snorted disdainfully,

"Wake up, your children are already in elementary school. Doesn't the chairman like to have a good skin? There's nothing special about being good-looking. There are no couples in this world who love each other until they grow old..."

"First of all, you must have the ability to be reincarnated into a good skin."

In the corner of the office, a male colleague wearing glasses couldn't stand the vulgar thoughts of these gossiping women and couldn't help but sneered at them.

He joined the company earlier than Cong Rong.

But he had never seen Cong Rong do anything to bully a small group because of his beauty.

From this alone, he knew that Cong Rong was a good woman.

However, only a man with both wealth and ability like Ji Tingqiu could be worthy of her. He looked at himself dressed as a social animal, and he could only keep this appreciation in his heart silently.

"Cut~"

The office is gradually becoming more popular, but Zhang Yuting is the only one who is still writing hard...

Half an hour later, when the clock-in time came, Cong Rong smiled, patted Ji Tingqiu's shoulder and quickly rushed into the elevator.

With her leading the way, other colleagues also packed up and left for get off work one after another.

In the end, only Ji Tingqiu was left standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and Zhang Yuting, who had just finished writing.

"Chairman, I have finished writing. Please read it. I will get off work first."

After speaking, she handed over the eloquent memoir of more than a thousand words in her hands.

The girl grabbed her backpack and rushed out of the office. After that, the office suddenly became quiet, and the noise of the increasingly busy evening rush hour outside the building could be heard.

The handwriting on the white A4 paper is neat and the layout is very comfortable, making the viewer feel refreshed.

Ji Tingqiu casually pulled up a chair and sat down, silently watching the past about Cong Rong.

When he saw the first few characters, several black lines were drawn on Ji Tingqiu's face, and the veins on his forehead twitched faintly.

Zhang Yuting actually wrote a hymn praising him...

In the evening, Qingcheng Airport.

The pink and purple sunset gradually faded from the horizon, and the last halo of light was gradually swallowed up by the night sky. ,

Cong Rong lay on her tiptoes near the airport pick-up port and looked around.

The airport pick-up gate today was packed with people for some reason.

When she arrived, she had already been surrounded by people from three floors inside and three outside. These people were chatting in groups and discussing a man's name. She seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

Sometimes they were screaming, sometimes shy, and they were holding colorful graffiti hand-painted pick-up signs in their hands.

Cong Rong didn't know why, so he just wanted to get in with all his strength and rush to the first row.

"Aze will come out later. How can his legs withstand the pushing and pushing of these crowds after they have just recovered? No, I have to squeeze in to protect him."

Fortunately, she has an advantage because of her long arms and legs.

Cong Rong pushed away the crowd, squeezed into the outermost layer of people with her shoulders, and then moved towards the second layer with difficulty.

"Stop squeezing, okay? Which group are you from? Why are you squeezing? You're not the only one who wants to see Shi Yuze. If you don't follow organizational discipline like this, don't participate in subsequent fan support activities."

A girl with turquoise hair and twin tails next to Cong Rong shouted at her, seemingly extremely angry.

She looked as if Cong Rong had taken away her husband first.

"Yes... I'm sorry, you are picking up celebrities, right? My friend has some health problems and I'm worried that he won't be able to squeeze out." Cong Rong smiled awkwardly.

She didn't know that there was a big star at the airport today, and fans blocked the airport, so she was the victim.

However, it is better to do less than to do more.

This woman is worthy of being the leader of the organization, and her voice is as strong as a loudspeaker.

She didn't want to make a noise, but she couldn't.

"What a coincidence, your friend is not in good health, and Shi Yuze is not in good health either. We are all adults, and we have to let each other go. Don't disturb us when you go over there to pick up the plane. What if Shi Yuze sees me at a glance? "

The girl with twin ponytails laughed like a silver bell, with stars twinkling in her eyes.

Cong Rong wanted to move aside, but unfortunately, there were so many people. At this moment, she had turned into a sandwich burger, and she couldn't move an inch, let alone use her mobile phone to notify A Ze to wait for the celebrities the fans wanted to pick up to disperse before coming out. .

I have a headache and am wondering how to escape,

Cong Rong's ears rang with a wave of cheers, and then the crowd began to commotion. The fans around him held up their light signs and shouted in unison,

"Shi Yuze! I love you! I love you! Husband! Ah~"

My ears were buzzing and tinnitus due to the sudden loud cheering.

Cong Rong covered his ears with both hands to block out the noise, and then followed the direction of everyone's hands to find the mysterious star.

A few seconds later, a man wearing a white shirt and blue jeans was pushed out in a wheelchair.

The man in the wheelchair always has a faint smile on his face, and his sculpted facial features carry a sense of dignity in his movements.

Cong Rong's eyes lit up in surprise.

"Aze!"

It was Jingze who came out, and pushing him behind him was Uncle Zhang, the housekeeper of Jingzhai, who had watched Jingze since he was a child.

At the same moment,

The fans who were crowded around the scene began to commotion, and they all shouted

"Shi Yuze! Shi Yuze! We will always be your backing! Come on! Stand up!"