Chapter 222 - 222 You Are Welcome 3

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“I remember,” Lu Yang nodded. “My brother used to perform ‘North Bridge’ in street music variety shows.”

Jiang Yanzhou smiled. “It’s not that you trust me, it’s that you have no ulterior motives towards me, not even a bit.”

Lu Yang, feeling drowsy, closed her eyes and leaned on him. “Hmm… Did your sister ask you to go back?”

“I’ll go back in a few days to take care of things, and then I’ll come find you,” Jiang Yanzhou said. He lifted her waist and carried her, walking to the edge of the bed. He gently placed her down and knelt beside her, bowing his head and asking, “Do you like me?”

He sniffed her neck, his nose brushing against her skin. His kisses moved from bottom to top, his dry lips lightly pecking hers.

Her emotions fluctuated greatly, most notably in her physical reactions. Lu Yang felt overwhelming tiredness, becoming increasingly sleepy.

She opened her sleepy eyes and said, “How could I not like you…”

“Remove the ‘how could not’ and say it again,” he nudged her chin with his nose. “Is that okay?”

. I like you,” she replied.

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Lu Yang reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him down to lean against his chest. “I don’t remember.”

Due to physical reasons, her emotions couldn’t be too intense. If there were strong emotional fluctuations, it would consume a lot of energy, making her tired. In severe cases, it could even jeopardize her health and life.

She needed a sense of tranquility, and he could make her calm.

Jiang Yanzhou held her in his arms and lay down on the bed. He grabbed a cup and covered both of them, gently patting her back. “I’m here, go to sleep.” Time flowed silently, minute by minute, and after five minutes, Lu Yang was awakened by the heat.

A warm breath fell on her forehead, and he asked, “What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”

“Can’t you soften up a bit?” Lu Yang’s eyes were misty, and she complained, “It’s too uncomfortable to sleep like this.”

“I can’t move,” Jiang Yanzhou’s voice was hoarse. “Only you can boss me around. ”

Lu Yang looked at him, feeling drowsy.

Jiang Yanzhou’s heart was melting away. He moved his arm and hugged her tighter. “It won’t be uncomfortable if we change positions.”

The night was still long.

Jiang Ruzi sat on the revolving sofa in the office on the top floor of the Fei Group, lying down without restraint. Fei Zhen was working at the desk.

“I heard you contacted Lu Yang,” Fei Zhen asked expressionlessly. “What did you talk about?”

Jiang Ruzi played with her nails. “What she said doesn’t matter. What matters is what she thinks.”

Fei Zhen opened a drawer, took out a nail clipper, and walked up to her, handing it to her. “Jiang Yanzhou fell into her hands back then. He left Huai City, where everything was fine, and went to Yun City. The Jiang family changed too.”

Jiang Ruzi took it and glanced at him. “Even if the heavens want to change, no one can stop them.”

Fei Zhen said, “If you want to control Lu Yang, it’s simple. Just control Lu Mingyu.”

“Be careful of backlash. Lu Yang’s abilities are not limited to what we see.”

After clipping a nail, Jiang Ruzi stood up, reached out to adjust his tie, and smiled. “My dad is coming over. As his grandson’s biological father in biology, have you figured out how to deal with it?”

“What about you?”

“I’ll stick to my old stance: no marriage. However, if you can get pregnant and have a child, I’ll return the favor and give you one.”

“Qin Jue being your secretary, do you think he can gain political connections?” Jiang Ruzi asked.

“He has the ability to be a good secretary.”

“Ambition is good, but when ambition outweighs ability, it becomes overestimation of one’s own capabilities,” Jiang Ruzi chuckled. ‘My precious son is waiting for me to take him out to play. I’ll leave first.”

With a quick turn of her eyes, she suddenly grabbed his tie, looked up, and left a lip print on his chin. “Thanks for the kiss and thanks for the information.”

Jiang Ruzi took a small step back, preparing to grab her bag and leave, but Fei Zhen took a step forward with his long legs. As she turned around, she instinctively stepped back, and ended up sitting on the sofa chair.

Fei Zhen leaned on the armrest of the sofa, looking down at her for a moment, and then kissed her. It was a rough and unrefined sensation, and Jiang Ruzi’s face instantly turned red.

“No need to be polite,” he said.

Although they had engaged in more intimate activities, it was the first time they kissed while sober.

They were friends, and after a few rounds of drinks, as consenting adults, with the night in their favor, things that should and shouldn’t have happened, happened.

The next day, he said he wanted to take responsibility and marry her, but she refused.

When she found out she was pregnant, he voluntarily proposed to marry her, but she still refused.

When Jiang Jinshi was born, he said they should get married, and the child could take the Jiang surname. He had no objections, but she still refused.

Counting the number of times he had mentioned marriage to her, it was in the thousands or hundreds, but she rejected every single one.

The frequency became annoying. She decided to block him entirely..