After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

Chapter 122 Does it hurt you?

Nian Zhi smiled and took Tang Miao into her office. She poured her a glass of water and asked, "What position did you apply for?"

"Planning Department."

Tang Miao took a sip of water, observed Nian Zhi's office, and said casually, "You know this is my major."

Nian Zhi nodded and was about to say something when Ji Yang knocked on the door and came in, "Miss Nian, Mr. Song asked you to come over."

The water glass in Nian Zhi's hand shook and the water almost spilled out. Fortunately, she held it steady. She actually saw that Ji Yang felt guilty. Subconsciously, he lowered his eyes and looked at his clothes. The new one was already prepared for her by Song Wenjing when she was in the hotel. Did Ji Yang buy it?

Does that mean that Ji Yang knows what happened between him and Song Wenjing?

A few blushes appeared on her face. Nian Zhi lowered her eyes subconsciously, with various emotions rolling in her eyes. She tightened the cup in her hand and put it on the desk beside her. She coughed lightly before nodding. "I see."

Ji Yang glanced at Tang Miao who was standing aside. Tang Miao was probably a little wary of his eyes and lowered her head shyly. Ji Yang didn't say anything, nodded to Nian Zhi and left.

Nian Zhi breathed a sigh of relief quietly, turned to Tang Miao and said, "Well, why don't you wait for me for a while? I'm going to the president's office. I'll go out in the afternoon when I get back. I'll go with you later?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Tang Miao was very happy.

She watched Nian Zhi leave the office and closed the door. Then she looked around, walked to the window, and saw Nian Zhi's back getting further and further away. Then she put down the quilt in her hand and dug into her pocket. Taking out a small black object, biting her lip, she stepped forward and placed the object at the bottom of the desk.

——Nian Zhi, don’t blame me.

I really... had no choice.

If I don't do this, my grandma might die...

sorry……

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Nian Zhi frowned and stood specifically at the door of the office.

Actually, I dare not go in.

The scenes in the hotel last night didn't happen when she was unconscious, they happened when she was drunk but completely sober, so there was no detail, not even Chu. Song Wenjing bit her ear. , she remembers every word she said clearly...

But, he wants to see himself now?

For what?

Nian Zhi admitted that she did have a bit of an ostrich mentality, but no one would be able to act as if nothing had happened in her current situation, right?

How to do?

Go in?

Or, don’t go in?

…………

Biting her lip, her hands were twisted together, and her ten fingers were almost turning into knots. She looked at the heavy oak door in front of her, and she really didn't have the courage to push it open. At this moment, her phone rang, as if it was... There was a stone stuck in her throat, and it was as if someone had suddenly moved it away. She just thought, no matter who made the call, as long as there was something wrong, she could leave justifiably, right?

When I took it out and looked at it, my little face was even pale.

The name dancing on the screen was three words - Song Wenjing.

There are so many people in the phone's address book, even if she dialed the wrong number, or even if China Unicom calls her, why is it Song Wenjing? !

If you don’t answer, just press it down.

When she thought about it, she had already called him. She must have known that she was at the door of his office, right? If Tang Miao hadn't been there just now, she wouldn't have come over, it was just a show. Now that it's been a few minutes, let's forget it. What are we going in for? Who knows what that bastard will do to him.

Nian Zhi turned around and was about to leave when her cell phone suddenly beeped and a message came in.

When she picked it up and looked at it, her already tense expression became even more ugly now.

[Standing at the door and not coming in, do you want me to go out and drag you in again, and then do it again a few times? 】

【Are you sure? 】

…………

Nian Zhi was so angry that she stamped her feet. She was so irritated that she lost all reason. She put her phone back in her pocket, turned around, and opened the office door aggressively.

The man who should be sitting there was not seen on the desk facing the door. Nian Zhi held the doorknob with one hand. As soon as he let go, his wrist was already held down before he could turn around to find someone. .

The door behind her was gently closed by the man with his feet. Nian Zhi felt a tightening around her waist, and was carried around in a circle, and then pressed against the wall.

Song Wenjing held the mobile phone in one hand and supported her side with the other, confining her within his sphere of influence. He raised the mobile phone in his hand, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, shaking people's hearts, "Stand at the door. It's been so long and you still haven't answered my call. You have to send a message before you come in. Nian Zhi, are you shy?"

Nian Zhi's body froze, she really didn't dare to look into his eyes.

He carried an overly strong masculine aura that rushed towards her face. Thinking of the madness in the hotel suite last night, Nian Zhi felt her legs trembling.

Such a strong feeling made her become cautious even with her breathing. Her eyes flickered in all directions, but her body was forced against the wall by him. She couldn't escape and could only bear his breath, "No."

"No?"

Song Wenjing chuckled lightly, and Junrong moved a little closer to her, with his sexy thin lips almost touching her cheek, and his thumb gently scratched Bai Xi's skin on her face, which brought out an ambiguous feeling. It's heart-pounding.

"Then why don't you look at me, huh? Come on, raise your head and look at me."

His fingers slowly stretched out and lifted her chin. The moment their eyes met, Nian Zhi was so forced that she didn't know where to turn her eyes. The corners of Song Wenjing's mouth slowly raised a curve, which seemed real and fake. With too many complicated and difficult-to-distinguish emotions, her voice was low but as if it was contaminated with some kind of easily addictive medicinal powder. Every word hit Nian Zhi's heart, "It's not good to be so evasive every time, you know? Yesterday? Did it hurt you tonight?"

"........."

Nian Zhi admitted that she was really no match for this man.

He can be extremely charming in every move he makes. When he flirts with others, his face does not turn red or his heart beats. He is obviously talking about those nasty things, but he is elegant and does not lose his character at all. It is as if this man is as good as his life. , that is, you can control every word of China’s profoundness.

"Ok?"

When Song Wenjing saw that she was silent, Junrong moved a little closer, put his hands down, hugged her slender waist, and lifted her up to press her against his body. The two had had close contact, so when they touched each other's body, they seemed to feel something. Nian Zhi's heart was trembling violently. As Song Wenjing came closer, this feeling became stronger and stronger. She knew She almost couldn't control all her feelings, so she reluctantly turned her face away. Song Wenjing's thin lips landed on her auricle, blowing warmly.

"Nian Zhi, I can hear your heartbeat. Are you nervous? Am I making you feel something special?"