The president is committing suicide

The man became more and more passionate as he kissed her, and he couldn't let go of her blushing face.

When Ding Jiaying was sent away panting and with tears in her eyes, Shen Cong blew into his ear: "Can you tell me why you are jealous now?"

Ding Jiaying didn't want to admit it, but with a feeling of being bullied and tenderness, she said incoherently: "You and her, you and that..."

But when the words came to her lips, she didn't want to say that name easily. It was as if after saying it, this person would stand between them forever and become a clear issue.

"No." Shen Cong answered simply and crisply, just like the kiss he placed on her ear.

"She's not qualified to be a problem yet. I didn't even give her a second thought until you paid attention to her. She was transferred farther away just because there was a vacancy there, and she'll be in Poland soon."

Shen Cong explained all possible questions, even the question about the snowman in Murmansk that Ding Jiaying had not had time to ask.

He told Ding Jiaying all the truth that she wanted to know, and now he wanted to hear the answer he wanted from her mouth.

He was like a puppy chasing dandelions, persistently trying to know the direction of her heart.

"So, are you jealous?"

He seemed aggressive yet somewhat pitiful: "Aying, you have to tell me the truth."

Ding Jiaying was locked in his strong scent and couldn't move. "Do you have to ask this question?"

"Yes, I want it."

He is now like a child who won't give up until he gets candy.

Being pestered by him, Ding Jiaying stiffened her neck and gritted her teeth as she groaned, "That's right, what's the matter?"

She raised her head proudly to get some fresh air, revealing a very seductive white and smooth neck.

Shen Cong did not respond, and Ding Jiaying felt that she had to say something more to strengthen her voice.

She opened her mouth and was about to continue, but the sudden warmth on her neck silenced her.

A pious head lowered on her neck, the warmth on her neck gradually deepened, and the sound of broken teeth scraping against blood vessels seemed to echo in the back of her head. A tingling sensation spread from her spine to her scalp, and Ding Jiaying's body was almost too stiff to move. Her mind and eyes seemed to be in a chaotic world with sparks and lightning.

Ding Jiaying couldn't help but let out a soft voice.

He was kissing her, but she was the more wanton one.

"Aying, you are like this. Just like now, I am actually very happy."

"..."

Ding Jiaying felt that her brain had lost its ability to think and had crashed.

All she could see was the man in front of her. She watched him hold her face tenderly, turning her to the point where she could see the sun shining brightly through the shadows of the trees, dancing happily.

The scene was like the happy moment of accidentally entering wonderland and encountering elves.

His eyes rushed in, like a deer, causing the tranquility in Ding Jiaying's heart to jump out of control with joy.

"You have me in your heart."

Ding Jiaying didn't dare to respond. Hadn't she said that before?

His lips roamed over her face like a king inspecting his territory.

He kissed her eyebrows, the tip of her nose, and her eyelids...

If possible, he wanted to kiss every one of her eyelashes.

No matter how hard Ding Jiaying tried, she couldn't straighten her body. She felt limp, both physically and mentally.

She didn't answer out loud, but her instinctive and spontaneous reaction pleased him.

Now it was his and her world. She fell into his tenderness and was stuck in his spider web.

The night was so easy to fool people, and when the next morning came, both of them felt that the world seemed completely different.

Ding Jiaying didn't say a word the whole morning, and as soon as she got out of the car, she flew away as lightly as a butterfly.

Shen Cong knew that she was shy, and he found her back particularly cute as she walked away.

When Shen Cong returned to the company, his face wasn't so good.

When Luo Yan was reporting on his work, he stood aside trembling with fear, completely losing his usual calmness and composure.

"Who arranged for Shen Luxi to be with me?"

Luo Yan swallowed nervously: "We are investigating."

I really haven't thought about it in this regard.

"Investigate? I want you to investigate?" Shen Cong snorted.

His slender fingers tapped on the table regularly, neither fast nor slow, causing Luo Yan's temples to throb.

"I don't know when the Ding family became so familiar with the people around me and got the news faster than you. Luo Yan, are they faster or are you slower?"

In one sentence, Luo Yan's heart suddenly rose to his throat and hung ten thousand meters in the air. He didn't even know that the person next to the president had been released. He deserved to die.

"I don't care what she did. Now that she's out, you have to keep a close eye on her."

"Yes."

"Then tell me what I asked you to stare at?"

"We have left a position vacant, let's see who will take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in."

Shen Cong didn't even look at him: "Not stupid. But you're not staring at the empty seat, you're staring at somewhere else."

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What about Shen...what about the one from Murmansk Company?"

"There's a lack of a supervisor in Poland. Let her go over there."

"But we don't have a company in Poland." Luo Yan didn't understand.

Shen Cong paused tapping the tabletop for a moment, and Luo Yan immediately understood: "Our company in Poland is being established, and a new leadership team will be stationed there soon."

"We are not doing this specifically for her. It is because the friction between the two countries around it is bound to escalate and will probably affect it. Whether it is the rear or the front line, it will definitely have some demand for special equipment. We need to do our work in a forward-looking manner."

Luo Yan suddenly realized, "Yes, Mr. Shen, I will do it right away."

"You should do it yourself. The fewer people know about it, the better."

"Yes."

When Luo Yan walked out of the office, he felt like he was reborn. It was simply incredible that the big devil didn't get angry today.

After Luo Yan left, Shen Cong was still thinking about Ding Jiaying.

I was not indulging in her tenderness and passion, and I didn't have any messy or unreasonable thoughts.

He simply missed her and wanted her to be by his side, even if it was just to breathe.

It was strange that they were not closer than the last time or the time before that, but gradually a kind of silent understanding was reached between the two.

They have each other's people in their grasp.

I read in a book a long time ago that love is a very exclusive and possessive emotional bond.

It seems to make some sense.

He feels happy