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

Jingze took out a mobile hard drive and handed it to Ji Tingqiu, his face expressionless.

"You are relatively close to Director Feng. Send these two copies of information to Director Feng. I won't trust others."

In other words, if it weren't for Feng Yuchen, Jing Yunkang would probably use his connections to settle the matter.

Ji Tingqiu took the mobile hard drive and put it into his suit pocket.

"Then, what you have to do isn't that simple, right?" He looked at Jingze and guessed.

Jingze spoke slowly, "I will be the first to sell Jing's shares. When the stock price plummets, you can buy more. It's best to sell them all and transfer the shares to Cong Rong. Treat it as my return to Uncle Rong and her. A little favor.”

"Before I came, Cong Rong asked me to tell you not to blame yourself."

"Don't tell her,"

Jingze took the cigarette from Ji Tingqiu and smoked it slowly, with determination in his eyes.

What he did was not enough.

Compared with the harm suffered by Cong Rong's family, one Jing family is nothing. The price he wants Jing Yunkang to pay is more than one Jing family.

What Jing Yunkang cares about most is money, face and his son.

Then let him lose everything.

Perhaps, only if he died would he not be tortured by this shame.

Cong Rong was already asleep when Ji Tingqiu came home, but what happened today lingered in her mind, causing her to sleep much lighter than before.

After the bedroom door opened, she was awakened by the rustling sound.

"You're back, what's Aze doing with you? Has he not untied his knot yet?" Cong Rong reluctantly turned over and sat up, her thighs still hurt a little.

Ji Tingqiu pinched her cheek and said,

"Good boy, you go to bed first, and I'll take a shower. I'll talk to you when I'm done, and I'll hold you to sleep."

He said it seriously, and Cong Rong blushed a little after hearing it.

"Well, let's go."

Cong Rong fell into deep thought while listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom.

After much deliberation, she took out her cell phone from the bedside table and sent a text message to Jingze.

When Ji Tingqiu came out, the woman on the bed was holding her cell phone and typing with concentration.

"doing what?"

While she was talking, Cong Rong was already hugged by a naked person and slipped into the quilt.

The quilt stirred up a gust of wind, carrying Ji Tingqiu's pleasant ocean fragrance and a warm masculine scent.

Cong Rong couldn't help but dig into his broad chest.

"Think about it?"

Ji Tingqiu's muffled voice came from above his head.

One of Cong Rong's nerves became tense. She just rubbed and hugged her, but somehow it turned into active seduction.

"No, I just want to lean in." She shrank back a little scared.

There was always something on her mind right now, and she was not in the mood to do that.

"Just tell her after you think about it. I'll let you use it anytime, day or night, at home or in the car." Ji Tingqiu deliberately teased her.

The words were very ambiguous.

"Tingqiu, don't make trouble. I'm asking you about Aze. How is his mood? Shi Yu's death has already been a big blow to him."

Cong Rong took away the restless hand on his body with a serious expression.

"The mood is quite good. It looks very combative, which is good for the recovery of the legs. I suggest you let him vent it out and do what he wants. This is better than keeping it in your heart for a lifetime. Maybe the person will be depressed in a few years. .”

Ji Tingqiu told Cong Rong truthfully Jingze's thoughts in order to make her mentally prepared not to persuade her anymore.

After a long time, there was no response from Cong Rong. Ji Tingqiu stood up with his arms and saw that Cong Rong had fallen asleep like a kitten.

Years later, he often thought that if he could have known in advance that this decision would cause Cong Rong more pain, he would have stopped it anyway.

Three months later…

In the conference room of Jingshi Group Building, a shareholders' meeting is being held inside.

At the conference table, shareholders nodded with joy as they listened to the quarterly report completed by senior executives.

Jing Yunkang couldn't hide his joy when he saw Jing's stock price rising steadily.

This is also due to his desperate fight.

Ji Tingqiu obviously angered Ji Tingqiu when he and Chen Ming kidnapped Cong Rong last time, but he calmly persuaded him and let him go for Jingze's sake.

Ji's family was indeed wealthy, and afterwards they also returned the Jing's shares that Rong Hua had annexed.

Now that Jing has a large amount of capital to intervene, he will soon rebuild a glorious business empire.

"Aze's legs have recovered very well. Soon the Jing family will continue to grow under the leadership of our father and son, and will eventually be equally divided with the Ji family."

Jing Yunkang thought that he was in a good mood and felt that his whole state was ten years younger.

"Now, let's ask the chairman to summarize the meeting." The voice of the meeting host came from the stage.

There was a burst of warm applause in the conference hall,

Jing Yunkang came back to his senses and stood up slowly. He straightened his forehead, straightened his suit clothes, walked to the front of the conference table and sat down, looking high-spirited.

"Okay, let me do it next..."

Just after saying a few words, the door of the conference room suddenly opened from the outside.

A few seconds later, a group of reporters swarmed in and surrounded Jing Yunkang.

There was an explosion in the conference hall. Jing Yunkang raised his hand and slapped the table angrily and stood up.

"The top management is having a meeting, who has the guts to let the media in!"

His face was red, and his blood pressure had risen a lot.

As if they didn't hear him, the reporters handed dozens of microphones to Jing Yunkang's mouth in a tacit understanding, and the cameras also adjusted the angles.

"Mr. Jing heard that you were involved in a high-speed car accident ten years ago. What do you want to say about this?"

A female reporter took the lead and asked.

The next questions come one after another.

"Mr. Jing heard that you had a close personal relationship with Rong Sheng, the then chairman of Rong's. What do you think of his death in that accidental car accident?"

"Yes, Mr. Jing, please tell us about your relationship with your old friend's widow?"

The reporter's words were straight to the point. Jing Yunkang was startled at first, and then a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

In order to cover up the nervousness in his heart, he yelled,

"Nonsense, which station's reporter are you from? Wait for my lawyer's letter!"

Staring at his scarlet eyes, the reporter who asked the question was frightened and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

They all glanced in the direction outside the door.

Thinking that it can alert the big shots outside to come in person, the evidence must be solid, so why panic!

"Mr. Jing, are you scared?" The reporter felt motivated again.

"An informed source revealed that Chairman Rong Sheng's wife is very beautiful. I heard that you repeatedly tried to force her to have an underground relationship with her through investment gimmicks. After being rejected by Mrs. Rong, the couple had a car accident soon after. Is this true?"

As soon as the reporter's words came out, all the senior officials were in an uproar.

"This...is this true?"

"I have an impression of Rong Sheng from Rong Rong's enterprise back then. His wife was truly astonishing..."

"The two families are engaged and have always been close, right..."

The shareholders at the conference table were whispering to each other and discussing in low voices.

The sound reached Jing Yunkang's ears, and his shoulders trembled with anger.