Chapter 306 The strategy of enduring humiliation
He Chen left, Nankang's eyes shifted to Zheng Yue.
Zheng Yue didn't speak, but with a smile on her lips, she lowered her head and slowly took a sip of the coffee she just made, her movements were polite and elegant.
Nan Kang watched her movements, and unconsciously shifted his eyes to Zheng Yue's lips that had been painted with lip glaze, with a bright color that made people unable to help but fantasize about its softness.
Then, the lips hugged the edge of the cup and released, leaving a pink lip print.
The lip print turned into a wire, and it only ignited the flame in Nankang's heart in an instant, making it burn blazingly.
Four days are left before Murong Qiao's birthday, Murong Chen and the others are busy preparing for his sister's birthday party and gifts, trying to give Murong Qiao an unparalleled surprise.
Murong Qiao was considerate and didn't bother his brothers, so he would go to Huo Yichen when he was bored or had anything to do.
I don't know if it's her illusion, Murong Qiao always feels that Huo Yichen seems to be busy these two days.
【are you free tomorrow? 】
Murong Qiao's gaze fell on the chat box between the two of them. This was the last message she sent to Huo Yichen, which was at noon today, but the other party never replied.
She sat in front of the computer in deep thought, looking at the densely packed words on the screen for the first time, she didn't have the heart to continue typing.
The irritability in my heart has been restless, always pretending to be something.
Murong Qiao simply stopped what he was doing, looked at the phone screen and couldn't help calling Huo Yichen.
The beeping didn't last long, and there was a sound of connecting.
"Jojo?" Huo Yichen was puzzled.
Murong Qiao pursed her lips, and heard Huo Yichen's background sound was a little noisy, with some human voices, and she didn't know what she was doing.
"Are you - busy?" Murong Qiao asked after hesitating for a moment.
Actually, it’s okay not to reply to messages for two or three hours, but Murong Qiao really wants to know what Huo Yichen is doing, and wants him to take care of himself.
It took a while for Huo Yichen's voice to come through the phone, with an obvious apology.
There seemed to be fewer noisy voices in the background, and Murong Qiao guessed that Huo Yichen must have walked a little further.
His voice is low, so pleasant that it makes one's ears pregnant. "Sorry, I'm in a meeting here. I just saw your message. Of course I'm free tomorrow."
Huo Yichen apologized and explained the reason, and at the same time answered the question Murong Qiao sent in the message.
He spoke every sentence very slowly, with full patience.
"Okay, let's talk later when we have time, the meeting is more important." Murong Qiao expressed his understanding.
Naturally, the meeting cannot be delayed, and Murong Qiao also heard Huo Yichen himself say a few days ago that he has an extra company matter in his hands.
Although the direction of business is different, as the boss, Murong Qiao knows how busy the company is at the beginning.
But after she finished speaking, Murong Qiao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when the other end of the phone answered and hung up quickly.
"It's pretty fast." She mumbled.
Since knowing that Huo Yichen is busy, Murong Qiao is too embarrassed to harass him any more.
She put down her phone and looked around the dormitory, now she was alone, Zheng Yue didn't come back, Yang Xin and Leng Yan didn't know why they went there.
Helpless, Murong Qiao had no choice but to forcibly follow the code words carefully.
It's getting late.
After processing the last document, Zheng Yue slowly got up and walked outside.
It is already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and even the overtime employees have already left.
Zheng Yue looked around, found the only light in the darkness, and walked towards Nankang's office.
"Are you still off work?" She whispered.
Nankang looked up and saw Zheng Yue, and relaxed a little. "There are still some items that need to be determined personally."
Zheng Yue walked up to him and squeezed his shoulders for him. The strength in her hands was light and heavy at times. It wasn't highly skilled but it was enough to make Nankang relax.
Zheng Yue's comfortable pressing made Nankang gradually relieve his tense nerves, and his frowning brows also unfolded and became smoother.
It's just that the massage changes its taste after being pressed.
Two dishonest hands slid down from the neck, Zheng Yue bent down and leaned against Nan Kang's body, as if leaning on his side.
Nan Kang, who had relaxed and closed his eyes at first, also noticed the difference. He opened his eyes and looked at her with a half-smile and a little interest in his eyes.
"I miss you so much—" Zheng Yue stretched her voice coquettishly.
She rubbed Nankang's palm with a smile, and looked at Nankang eagerly with her bright and clear eyes, making his throat itchy slightly.
Nankang has not touched a woman for a long time.
Looking at the obedient and cuddling Zheng Yue in front of him, Nankang's eyes darkened.
He reached out to touch Zheng Yue's lips, and his fingertips felt soft.
"Only you miss me? Huh?" Nankang asked meaningfully.
Zheng Yue smiled shyly, but didn't flinch, but took the initiative to kiss Nankang's fingertips.
Then what happened, it all became a matter of course.
The temperature in the office was getting hotter and hotter. Zheng Yue was lying in Nankang's arms, stroking her hair with one hand.
"During this time...you have changed a lot." Nankang asked casually.
After the tenderness, Nankang hugged Zheng Yue, feeling very happy.
It may also be the sage's time, which made Nankang notice the difference between Zheng Yue and before.
He propped up his body with one hand, making it easier for him to see Zheng Yue's face, and he didn't want to miss every expression of her.
"You didn't like that very much before." Nan Kang said again.
He mentioned the enthusiasm just now, Zheng Yue's proactive attitude is very rare, even just now when Nankang was rising and wanted to try some new things, Zheng Yue agreed one by one with a good temper.
Zheng Yue just leaned into his arms and smiled, her eyes were shining brightly, she was not good.
Seeing her like this, Nankang also smiled, and simply didn't expect to get an answer.
He only thought that Zheng Yue had learned a lesson, so he also learned to be good and recognized the reality.
But Zheng Yue lowered her eyes, but the warmth from just now was vented in her eyes, only a little cold light remained, indicating that her mood at the moment is far from as good as before.
It’s just going to bed, as long as you can see the scene of Nankang’s death and pain, what is this effort?
Nan Kang stroked her soft long hair, "I'm sorry about the child."
He was in a good mood at the moment, so he took the initiative to bring up this matter.
Zheng Yue behaved so well, which made Nankang feel at ease, and he was also willing to apologize for leaving Zheng Yue behind.
"At that time, there was a fierce competition for a commercial contract. If we could get the company, we would be able to turn around." Nankang explained the reason, "If the opponent knows about us..."
He looked at Zheng Yue with apologetic eyes, which also made Zheng Yue understand what he didn't finish.
Their affairs were not aboveboard, and Zheng Yue was pregnant at the time, and Nankang was desperate to save her. If this kind of experience was caught by the opponent, he would definitely fail in the bidding.
In this way, Nankang ran away in a hurry at that time, also because of the company.
"I understand." Zheng Yue said softly.
After she nodded to show that she understood, she stuck to Nankang and didn't move, as if she was attached to the temperature of his body, and Nankang was very useful for this.
She even smiled, "I don't think you did anything wrong by sacrificing the small self to achieve the big self."
Nankang looked down at her, and after Zheng Yue didn't see any anger on her face, he felt that she was understanding and understood her previous decision, and felt a burst of relief in his heart.
(end of this chapter)