The president is committing suicide

He was in a high position, looking down on the world, yet he was so polite to the mortals present, instantly gaining countless fans.

Kuang Zheng looked at his group of unsuccessful female colleagues with shining eyes and contempt in his heart, but he had to admit that President Shen was a magnanimous and graceful person, but it was a pity that he was not his leader.

The marriage between the Shen family and the Ding family made many people suspicious. What kind of magic could allow a small company that has not yet gone public to be connected with the Shen family?

Shen Cong's domineering declarations back then can easily win the hearts of many young girls today.

Sure enough, the Ding Group went public the following year, and the speed of its asset expansion was astonishing.

Although the company itself and Ding Yumin have contributed to this, outsiders tend to exaggerate the influence of the Shen Group on this matter.

The love between wealthy families is really enviable and jealous.

I heard that the Han family is going to stage a gender-swapped version of the story of the prince and Cinderella. Kuang Zheng was shocked. He wondered when such a good thing would happen to him.

Seeing Shen Cong protecting Ding Jiaying behind him, some people, who didn't need to be so polite to these small employees, drank one cup after another with a smile, and their hearts were like surging tides.

This man is not naturally cold, nor does he not smile. It's just that all his tenderness and condescension are just for that damn Ding Jiaying.

Gao Liuzi is not an ignorant person. One of the advantages of dating in the circle of CEOs is that you can see more clearly the nature of so-called love.

Shen Cong only married Ding Jiaying for profit, but he could be gentle in order to maintain this relationship.

True or false, false or true, she was jealous even of false tenderness and care.

Ding Jiaying just felt dizzy, but her mind was still clear. When he came, she couldn't hide the smile on her face along with the alcohol.

Her smile was like peach blossoms in the wind, with curved eyebrows and eyes.

The girls present were not inexperienced, but they could not hide the admiration, worship and love in their eyes.

Why is he so likable?

Ding Jiaying didn't want so many pairs of meaningful eyes staring at him anymore.

"Are you jealous?" Shen Cong asked knowingly after getting in the car.

Of course Ding Jiaying would never admit it.

Even if Gao Liuzi is really pretty, and Xiaoqian and Mulan are really cute, that cannot be the reason for them to look at Shen Cong more.

The car was driving in the quiet night and the driver made no sound.

Alcohol makes people involuntarily get closer to each other in a tipsy atmosphere.

Shen Cong quietly held her in his arms, and Ding Jiaying leaned obediently on his shoulder.

As the car glided smoothly through each turn, they swayed with the light and shadow and the wind outside.

Every time they looked at each other, their eyes sparkled and revealed thoughts that only the two of them could understand.

No kissing, just leaning gently and snuggling in the night.

The car drove smoothly into the underground garage, and Shen Cong asked the driver to go back first.

He didn't have the heart to wake her up right now, so he covered her with a small blanket and held her in his arms while he continued to sleep in the car.

Ding Jiaying woke up not long after she slept. She looked up and saw Shen Cong's sleeping face, which looked even more charming in the dim light.

She quietly traced the ups and downs of his outline with her eyes over and over again, once again marveling at the craftsmanship of the goddess Nuwa.

Finally I couldn't help but use my hands to draw his eyebrows. How could he have such a beautiful eyebrow shape? If he opened his eyes, it would be as if thousands of stars were in his little universe.

Ding Jiaying and I were in his arms, feeling warm and at ease, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

"Are you satisfied?"

Shen Cong's voice suddenly sounded in the darkness, with the laziness of having just woken up, and his breathing naturally moved towards Ding Jiaying's eyebrows.

"It's okay." Ding Jiaying closed her eyes and enjoyed his kiss on her face.

Shen Cong smiled slightly: "What are you dissatisfied with? Tell me, can't I change it?"

Ding Jiaying raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

The ambiguous light and the lights in Hunan made it difficult to see the expressions on each other's faces. Both of them seemed to be more relaxed and spoke directly without restraint.

"Okay. Don't love me anymore."

"This won't work."

"Anyway, there are so many girls who like you..."

Shen Cong leaned down unhappily, held her chin and made her look at him.

"Jealous?"

Ding Jiaying snorted, twisted her hand on his leg, and looked up at him provocatively: "Who asked you to come in? Can't you just stay at the door? You came in on your own initiative. You're attracting a lot of peach blossoms."

Shen Cong rubbed circles on her face with his fingertips and said slowly, "What about you? Are you staring at me too? You like it too, right?"

"What do you say?"

Shen Cong held her shoulders and wrapped her in his warm embrace: "I said you just like me. Otherwise, you wouldn't ignore that big star and only have me in your eyes. You're alert to the people around you like a cat."

Ding Jiaying was dressed very beautifully today, and the silk skirt made her look gentle and elegant. Shen Cong felt that the most wonderful thing was the delicate touch under his hands, which was very similar to the feeling of Ding Jiaying's skin.

But he was a little unsatisfied, and the strength under his palms became unbridled.

"Ah." Ding Jiaying cried out softly and slapped his hand away in annoyance.

"Who is that big star? You're not jealous of him, are you? Are you trying to make me laugh to death?"

"Do not laugh!"

Shen Cong turned over and blocked his voice in his mouth.

"what?"

"What did you say I did?"

Ding Jiaying's face was burning hot.

She was no longer an ignorant girl, and the burning breath from each other and his kiss made it impossible for her to ignore it and pretend to be stupid.

"Wait...wait!" Ding Jiaying pressed his head, which was about to move in front of her, to prevent him from going any further.

Shen Cong hugged her waist, unwilling to let her go: "What are you waiting for? I can't wait."

Their bodies were intertwined, and the burning sensation on Ding Jiaying's legs made her know what he was talking about.

"Are you a little angry today?"

Shen Cong did not deny it: "Yes, what's wrong?"

'Why are you still so proud? ' Ding Jiaying couldn't avoid his kiss on her heart.

"Of course. I'm angry that you came to such an event for your friends and you drank when I wasn't around. What? Is your woman more important than your man?"

Shen Cong pulled her closer to him and bit her earlobe: "Do you take what I said to heart?"

After hearing what he said, Ding Jiaying felt a little guilty and regretted the days when she made those casual promises.

“My man is just as important as my woman.”

But she still insisted.

Shen Cong is different. He is cold to others but warm to her, so he feels wronged.

He would take to heart any words she said casually and really think that she was his only one.

Faced with her sophistry, Shen Cong has his own way, which is to make her pay the price for her actions.