Quick Transmigration: She’s a Heartbreaker

Ling Kong looked at her coldly for a while, until her face was red and hot, he said: "Okay, you worked so hard just now, you go to rest, let Secretary Lin take you to your work station."

Jiang Xun breathed a sigh of relief as if he was granted an amnesty, sorted out the information on the table, and left after neatly arranged.

Secretary Lin took her to her office and arranged a seat for her. The office supplies on the table were all available, and they looked very tidy. I thought they had arranged it before she came.

After Jiang Xun sat down, Secretary Lin gave her some translation materials. This time it was not in German, but in English, and some French materials.

Jiang Xun looked at it, it was not difficult, especially the pile of English, she could finish it all in one hour, to be a qualified drama and slut, of course she must be qualified in business ability, she is not only good at beauty. To be sultry, charisma and strength must also be able to conquer men.

Jiang Xun thought while working. Time flies quickly. She just finished busy and it was off work.

Jiang Xun looked at the phone. There was Duan Qingchu's WeChat on it. When she asked her to have dinner with her tonight, she just wanted to reply when the phone remembered.

It was a strange number, she thought it was Ling Chen, so she hung up.

She edited "Okay, what are you going to eat?" in the WeChat dialog box, and was about to click send when the landline on her desk suddenly rang.

Jiang Xun had to put down the phone and quickly picked it up.

A cold and low voice came from the microphone, "Why did you hang up just now?"

"Huh?" Jiang Xun was taken aback, "Did you make the call?"

Ling Kong was silent for a moment, and then said: "You come in for a while."

Jiang Xun looked at the time and wanted to say that he was off work now, but he still didn't say.

"Ok."

After thinking about it, she still didn't reply Duan Qingchu, and she might as well know what else the overbearing president would use.

She pushed open the door of the president's office, and when Ling Kongren saw her, she said, "Have you finished your work?"

"Well, it's done."

"Then go."

Ling Kong stood up coldly and walked outside the door.

Jiang Xun was stunned. What rhythm is this?

She stood still, and asked suspiciously, "Ms. Ling, where are we going?"

Ling Kong looked at her coldly, and said flatly: "Eat."

Jiang Xun looked up at him in surprise, "Are we?"

"Yeah." Ling Kong glanced at her coldly, "You did a good job in the afternoon, invite you to dinner."

Jiang Xun looked at him suspiciously, and said a little embarrassingly: "No need, it's just work."

"The restaurant has been booked." Ling Kong said coldly.

"But I have an appointment." Jiang Xun whispered.

"With Ling Chen?" Ling Kong frowned coldly.

"No." Jiang Xun shook his head, "It's a friend."

Ling Kong looked at her coldly, did not speak, and responded to her with his eyes.

Jiang Xun pursed his mouth and said, "Okay, I will push it away."

"Yeah." Ling Kong Leng would never give her the opportunity to refuse, so when Jiang Xun said that he would reject the appointment with others, there was no reaction, let alone being happy because of it. In his opinion, Jiang Xun is sure today. I want to have dinner with him.

He said lightly: "You go downstairs and wait for me first."

Jiang couldn’t find it. She didn’t want to go with him. When everyone saw them walking together, they would definitely be misunderstood about their relationship, especially her two classmates passed the interview. She saw them in the dormitory group. As I said, it is inevitable that there will be trouble when they know it.

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When Jiang Xun was in the parking lot, he called Duan Qingchu and said that he had something to do in the evening. He would have dinner with him next time. Duan Qingchu has been very busy recently. It was hard to find time today, but although he felt it was a pity, he was not on the phone. It shows from the inside.

Jiang Xun heard that he seemed to be regretful, so he relaxed and explained that he could eat together tonight.

As soon as she hung up the phone, she saw Ling Kong Leng as soon as she looked up. He even changed into a black and white casual outfit and was walking towards her.

Without a suit, he looks like a twenty-six or seventeen, or even younger. Even Jiang Xun can’t believe that he is nearly forty years old. The main thing is that he has a very good skin, no creases on his face and a figure. It's also great, it looks thin when you wear it, and it's very good when you don't wear it.

Jiang Xun seemed to be fascinated, his eyes didn't blink, and his clear eyes looked like a deer in the forest, just looking at him like that.

Ling Kong Leng walked towards her slowly, and when she saw her staring at her face, she couldn't help but feel amused. As expected, a woman would like his face.

But for some reason, Jiang Xun looked at him like this, but he didn't think she was as superficial as other women, but in a good mood. He even felt that she was different, and the look of him distracted was very cute.

"What's the matter?" Ling Kong Leng took out the car key and unlocked the car.

"Nothing." Jiang Xun regained his senses as if he had first awakened from a dream, and then looked away, a little bit twisted.

Ling Kong Leng gently curled his lips, opened the door and got on the car.

Jiang Xun was about to open the rear door when he was called by Ling Kong coldly, "You sit in the front."

She paused, and Ling Kong Leng added, "Help me show the way."

Jiang Xun let out an "Oh", and embarrassedly walked around to the other side, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Along the way, Jiang Xun completely played the role of navigation, and he really found that Lingkong Leng is simply a road idiot. Every time he gets to an intersection, he has to tell him to turn left and turn right. It is not very useful to say in advance, but he drives a lot. Steady, the two finally arrived at the restaurant after half an hour.

Lingkong Leng really ordered a restaurant, and it is still the most difficult Italian restaurant in the city. The original owner has never been here, but I have heard that the Italian cuisine here is very authentic and the taste is super good.

Ling Kong Leng seemed to come often, and he was recognized as soon as he entered and led them upstairs.

Their seats are in the best place by the window. The candlelight is shining, and the band is playing. The atmosphere is very good, but the people who come here seem to be lovers. Jiang Xun's expression becomes a little unnatural.

Ling Kong Leng handed her the menu, "Look at what you want to eat."

Jiang Xun said, "Ling, I'm not familiar with this store."

Volley thought for a while, and said lightly, "Are there any restrictions?"

"I have no taboos."

"Then eat the signature dishes here." Ling Kong Leng closed the menu and directly told the waiter a few dishes. Then he paused and thought for a while, "Let's do it, and open another bottle of champagne."

"Would you like to drink?" Jiang Xun asked hesitantly.

"Drink a little, the dishes here are perfect with champagne." Ling Kong Leng ignored Jiang Xun's hesitation.

Jiang Xun seemed to be accustomed to what he said, and he didn't say anything after pursing his lips.

When it was time to serve, Jiang Xun felt that Ling Kong was looking at her all the time. She coughed unnaturally, and took a drink of water from the glass in front of her.

Her pretending to be calm looked very cute in Ling Kong Leng, so the look in his eyes when he looked at her became even more unscrupulous, and Jiang Xun's face slowly turned red.

"You seem to blush easily." Ling Kong said coldly.

"Yes?" Jiang Xun took another sip of water.

"Do you want to see how you look now? Please taste it."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Jiang Xun turned away shamefully.

Volley sneered, without speaking.

Jiang Xun lowered his head, as if he didn't want him to see his face.

At this time the waiter came over to the appetizer and brought champagne, and then left.

Ling Kong Leng motioned her to taste if it was delicious.

Jiang Xun took a bite, and it was delicious. The appetizer was small, but it was very appetizing, which made her look forward to the next dishes.

When Ling Kong was eating coldly, it seemed that he was upholding the rule of "no food and no words, no words." The two of them ate very quietly and relaxedly during this meal.

After using the dessert, Jiang Xun wiped the corners of his mouth contentedly, and he was relieved and his expression became happy.

Suddenly, Ling Kong Leng said, "Be prepared for a business trip with me to France in a few days."

Jiang Xun no longer knows how many times Ling Kong Leng has surprised her today. Even if she pretends, she is tired, okay, Jiang Xun secretly complained about him, but still continued his performance.

"In a few days?"

"Well, the ticket will be booked before tomorrow. Tomorrow Secretary Lin will tell you what to bring, and he will handle the visa for you." Ling Kong said calmly.

"But, I just went to work, will it be a bit sudden?" Jiang Xun said.

"No, I didn't tell you today. To adapt to a sudden business trip, you are my accompanying translator. You have to follow me wherever I go."

Jiang Xun sank his face and said nothing.

Ling Kong Leng poured her a glass of wine, and then raised the glass to her.

"Cheers."

Jiang Xun gritted his teeth, raised the cup in annoyance and drank it, coughing after drinking.

"This alcohol is not low." Seeing her drinking so urgently, Ling Kong frowned to remind her.

But it was too late.

Jiang Xun's physique is easy to get drunk, and of course she thought of it just now when she drank.

As soon as she stood up after drinking, the wine was on her head. This kind of person is commonly known as pouring a glass.

However, even if she is not, she can pretend to be.

Ling Kong Leng didn't expect her to faint with a glass of wine, a little helpless, so she stretched out her hand to support her.

He also drank and couldn't drive, so he had already told the driver when he would come and drive. When he helped Jiang Xun downstairs, Jiang Xun fell on him, and the familiar fragrance lingered on him. The tip of his nose, the feeling of Wenxiang Nephrite in his arms reminded him of that night.

Ling Kong's eyes deepened, her apple moved, and the hand holding her was harder.

Jiang Xun leaned on him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he had expected that the next night would not be calm.