NOVPUBChapter 420: 406, Promise Me the Last Thing (3)_1
Chapter 420: 406, Promise Me the Last Thing (3)_1
She wrapped her arms around his neck, her clear eyes meeting his purple ones.
“Was the company busy today?”
He usually wouldn’t be in the study at this hour, but today seemed different.
She had just taken a bath, her delicate little face blushing pink with a faint fragrance lingering in the air. His gaze became even deeper.
“It’s fine.”
“Are you sure?” Jian Qing curved her lips.
As she spoke, she reached out to pick up the mobile phone on the table, entered her birthday, and then gently tapped a few times on the screen.
“Then do you want to explain what this is?”
The screen that popped up on the phone showed Hen Lian and someone else visiting JK International today, followed by a series of reports.
The headline was about JK International being suspected of using radioactive jewelry.
Quan Jingwu’s gaze darkened as he reached out, picked up the phone, turned it off, and threw it back on the table.
“Don’t worry, it’ll be solved by tomorrow.”
Jian Qing smirked, “I’m not worried about that.”
She knew that her Xiaojing was very capable, and such a small matter wouldn’t bother him at all.
“So you’re worried about me?”
He gently pinched her tender cheek, his smile wickedly wild.
“You didn’t answer me just now, you said I’m your idol, right?”
Jian Qing was speechless, wishing she could wake up the sleeping woman and give her a good beating.
“I never said that.”
“So who is your idol, hmm?”
Clearly, the man was starting to get worked up over this.
“Just talk, don’t get so close to me.”
The man moved in closer, his dominant male pheromones assaulting her.
Jian Qing pushed against his shoulders, subtly moving forward, looking for the best opportunity to escape.
“Sweetie, don’t change the subject.”
“It’s you, it’s you, it’s you, okay?” Jian Qing closed her eyes and yelled.
Quan Jingwu gave a satisfied smile, his gaze landing on her enticing lips, a flicker of flame ignited in the depths of his eyes.
He tightened the arm around her waist, his thin lips accurately capturing hers.
“Xiaojing…”
Noticing the changes in him, Jian Qing’s ears turned red.
“Behave, concentrate.”
He held the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
Unable to resist, she succumbed.
With the man’s aggressive advances, Jian Qing was soon left in a daze from the kiss.
After a while, she rested on his chest, a light mist in her eyes, a rosy blush on her cheeks, making her delicate face even more bewitching.
She was supposed to discuss business, but somehow, it had turned into this.
Frustrating.
Quan Jingwu gently caressed her damp hair, a smile playing at the corners of his lips, “Let’s go back to the room and dry your hair.”
“Wait.”
Jian Qing grabbed his hand and looked up at him.
“There’s something I want to discuss with you.”
“Hmm?” He looked at her, puzzled.
“What do you think of JK International collaborating with us in March?” She had a faint smile on her face, an air of confidence in her eyes.
“Jewelry?”
“Right,” she nodded.
Although March’s main business was clothing, their jewelry was also quite famous.
Today’s incident was clearly a malicious attempt to slander the reputation of JK International, why not take the opportunity to severely teach the people behind this a lesson and in the process, enhance the reputation of JK International, to spite those despicable villains.
Quan Jingwu laughed lightly, “What do you want to do?”
“We should collaborate, but I won’t interfere. You guys can handle the negotiations,” Jian Qing replied.
He smiled knowingly and leaned in closer to her.
Their noses touched and their breaths intertwined.
“My wife is so considerate, I need to repay you.”
“No, no need.” Jian Qing leaned back, “No need for repayment.”
“No need to be polite, you’ll definitely like this form of repayment.”
Before his words had even faded, he picked her up and started walking out of the room.
“I really don’t need it, you…”
Her words of refusal were cut off by the bedroom door shutting, concealing the flirtation inside.
…
On the other side of the ocean, someone else also stayed awake.
Daisy was holding a glass of water as she came out of the kitchen, her gaze landing on the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a strange light flashing in her eyes.
“Khan, have a drink.”
The man turned around and glanced at the glass in her hands, but didn’t take it.
“Daisy, there’s something I want to tell you.”
As soon as he began to speak, an ominous feeling rose in Daisy’s heart.
“From now on, unless there’s something special, we should stop contacting each other,” Khan said indifferently.
“Crash–”
Daisy’s face turned pale and the glass slipped from her hand.
The glass hit the floor, scattering into pieces.
“Khan, you…”
Khan glanced at the shards on the floor and continued calmly, “I’ve taken care of you because you have no one here and because of our previous relationship. I have someone I want to protect for the rest of my life, so…”
“Don’t say any more.”
Tears flowed down her cheeks. She covered her ears, her voice full of sorrow.
“Daisy, consider this house as a gift from me. I won’t come here again after this. Take good care of yourself.”
With that, Khan left with no sign of attachment.
“Don’t go, please don’t go.”
The frantic sound of footsteps could be heard as Daisy rushed to hug him from behind.
Khan looked down at the hands wrapped around his waist. He gently pushed her away and turned around to look at her.
“Daisy, some feelings are just gone once they’re gone. You’ll find your own happiness someday.”
“You’re going to look for her, aren’t you?” Daisy looked at him with tear-streaked cheeks. Her naturally delicate face, now wet with tears, looked especially pitiful.
“Yes, I’ve lost her for too long,” Khan confessed.
Jealousy rose in Daisy’s heart, but her face still showed an expression of heartbroken aggrievance.
Wiping the tears from her eyes, she put on a brave face. “Khan, I understand. But before you leave, can you promise me one more thing?”
Khan, “What is it?”
“Can you turn around first,” Daisy requested.
Khan looked at her, and finally, he turned around.
Daisy looked at his tall stature, took a deep breath, and slowly unzipped her dress.
She let go and the dress slid off her shoulders.
“You can turn around now.”
Khan turned around and his handsome face instantly fell.
He turned back around sharply, his voice harsh. “Daisy, what are you doing?”
Daisy looked down at her curvaceous body and suddenly threw herself into his arms, “Khan, can we do it one last time?”
