Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Jiang Que put on a new set of pajamas.

Song Yuan had already wiped his hair until it was no longer dripping. He squatted at the entrance with his wet clothes on to deal with his dirty clothes. He put them in a clean garbage bag and placed it at the door, probably intending to take them back when he left later.

The dust he brought in with him at the door was cleaned up, and he looked very polite and tactful.

Jiang Que held the pajamas in his hand and looked at his buttocks that were raised when he bent over to wipe the floor for a while. He didn't say anything and just watched.

When Song Yuan cleaned up and turned around, he saw him leaning against the wall, looking at him with interest.

Song Yuan thought of his butt that had been raised just now, and his face turned slightly red with a hint of anger.

"Anything else? If not I'm going back."

Jiang Que threw the clothes to him: "Yes."

Song Yuan took it: "What?"

Jiang Que opened his phone and walked closer, showing him the photos that others had taken of him walking with the rich woman, and once again blocked Song Yuan at the entrance.

"I heard that you went bankrupt and owed a lot of money. You work during the day and at night. You are very busy, Mr. Song."

When Song Yuan saw these photos, his face darkened. He looked at Jiang Que who kept approaching him and looked at him: "What kind of job I work has nothing to do with you? Isn't Mr. Jiang's management a little too lenient?"

Jiang Que has an older brother, and the family company is managed by his elder brother. He is a useless rich second-generation who only knows how to spend money. He also thinks he is capable, but his father is partial to him and gave the company to his elder brother. He is just a useless person who works in the company and waits for dividends.

The name "Xiao Jiangzong" is undoubtedly like shining a light in the toilet to look for shit.

But this guy doesn't seem to care much.

She lowered her shoulders towards him and moved closer: "I can lend you some money."

"..."

"How much to borrow?"

"I will lend you as much money as you owe me."

Song Yuan looked at Jiang Que with suspicion, as if asking, do you have so much money?

Song Yuan returned the phone to him: "First V 50 million to see the strength."

The next second, someone who had nothing but money actually transferred 50 million to him.

For fear of being suspected of money laundering, Jiang Que transferred the money in batches. Every once in a while, he would hear news of deposits into Song Yuan's several bank cards.

The man listened to the news, raised an eyebrow and asked him: "Now...are you strong enough?"

Song Yuan frowned: "What do you want me to do?"

He was a businessman before, so he knew there was no free lunch in the world.

When he was in the most difficult time, the more generous Jiang Que was in his support, the more he felt that there was something fishy going on.

This person is not a good person.

Song Yuan didn't think that after they had been at odds for so many years, this man suddenly became a good person after he went bankrupt.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Jiang Que, who was questioned by Song Yuan in return, just smiled, raised his hand to touch his lips, lowered his eyes to stare at his face, rubbed his lips back and forth with his fingertips, and whispered: "I want you to speak up and do me a little favor."

Song Yuan had heard that this guy liked men.

His face flushed as he thought of something.

"You, please change someone else, I am not suitable."

Asking him to give it to this guy... might as well be stabbed to death.

Jiang Que saw his face suddenly turn red and knew that he was thinking wrongly.

Can this male lead be as simple-minded as me?

What dirty words are on your mind.

However, Jiang Que did not expose it, and continued with this line: "There is nothing else, just this one condition. If you can't do it, return the money to me."

If there was even a dime left in Song Yuan's card, it would be completely deducted by the creditors. So the 50 million that had just arrived in his account, including the money he had received before, would probably be gone.

Song Yuan looked conflicted.

I felt anxious inside.

That little bit of shameful self-esteem was finally defeated by poverty.

With Jiang Que's stern look as if he could just pay back the money if he couldn't do it, Song Yuan half-knelt down, raised his head and kissed him.

With his hands on the waistband of Jiang Que's pants, he was about to pull them down, but someone looked at him as if he had seen a ghost and quickly pulled up his pants and stepped back a few meters away from him.

She blushed and yelled at him: "Song Yuan, are you sick?!"

"I asked you to help me scold a few people, you kissed me and got into trouble!!"

After cursing, she went to the bathroom with a look of disgust on her face and slammed the door in resentment.

In Song Yuan's eyes, Jiang Que's actions seemed like he was angry and humiliated, and he fled in a panic, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Song Yuan, who was still kneeling on the ground, was stunned by the scolding.

She pursed her lips and her face turned red.

he looks like……

I misunderstood.

Seeing Jiang Que's reaction...

He can't be a straight man.

Who the hell spread the rumor that he was gay?

Curse him for being bent too.