Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

The man's hair was short and it was dry in just a few minutes.

Jiang Yuange withdrew her hand and waited for a few minutes. Seeing that the man on the sofa did not respond at all, she could only remind him softly.

"Mr. Chi, your hair has been dried."

As Jiang Yuange's voice fell, Chi Morong opened his eyes, without even looking at her, and ordered in a cold voice,

"Pour the wine."

Jiang Yuange glanced at the wine bottle on the coffee table, thought about the purpose of his visit today, lowered his eyelids, walked around the sofa and came to the coffee table.

Chi Morong's eyes were fixed on the woman who was squatting beside the coffee table.

His gaze was like a silent sharp blade, cutting across the woman's slender body and landing on her slender, white hand that was as white as a scallion holding the brown wine bottle.

Those fingers were slender and white, like a masterpiece carved by an artist. One could not help wanting to touch them, but at the same time being afraid of destroying the purity and perfection.

She half-crouched beside the coffee table with an elegant posture, like an graceful black swan, exuding a mysterious charm.

Her thick eyelashes blocked her deep eyes, making it impossible to glimpse her true emotions.

Chi Morong's gaze fell on the woman without any concealment, with a strong possessiveness in his eyes.

Thinking of the investigation report handed over by the assistant, Chi Morong put the tip of his tongue against the upper palate, an idea flashed through his mind, and then his face became a little ugly.

The man's burning gaze fell on him as if it were a real object, making it difficult for Jiang Yuange to ignore it.

Fortunately, the whole process of pouring the wine did not take much time. Jiang Yuange avoided the man's gaze by standing up to pass the wine.

Chi Morong took the wine glass, turned his wrist, shook the red wine glass, stared at the swaying red liquid, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone,

"What? Are you planning on just standing here and talking to me all night?"

Jiang Yuange knew the man's temper and she needed his help, so she didn't want to anger him at this time. So she sat down on the sofa beside her, took out the pre-printed termination contract from her bag, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it towards him.

"Mr. Chi, regarding the contract..."

Jiang Yuange's impatient action made Chi Morong furious. When he thought that this woman was so anxious to cut off ties with him for another man, the anger in his heart could not be suppressed and kept rising.

Jiang Yuange was keenly aware of the low pressure emanating from the man, and his heart suddenly lifted.

She sat there with her head lowered, trying hard to reduce her presence, for fear that she would ignite the other party's anger in the next second.

Chi Morong picked up the contract on the table angrily. He wanted to see how far Jiang Yuange could go for that man.

"Party B will return all money given to Party B by Party A during the term of the contract."

Looking at these words, Chi Morong burst into laughter.

He sat up straight, a wave of emotion surged in his deep eyes, and he stared straight at Jiang Yuange.

"Do you like that man?"

That expression, that posture, it was as if she would be torn to pieces in the next second if she dared to admit that she liked Chen Cheng.

Seeing Chi Morong's dangerous eyes staring at him and the low-pressure question, Jiang Yuange shook his head subconsciously and looked at him seriously.

"I just think of him as a brother."

Chi Morong carefully looked at the woman's expression, which did not seem fake, so he let go of his aura, threw the few pages in his hand onto the table, leaned back on the sofa, and resumed his usual lazy temperament.

"Then I don't understand why you are so determined to terminate the contract with me? Am I not good enough to you?"