Chapter 117: Please Behave Yourself, Mr. Jiang

ned around, and squeezed out a word from his throat with red eyes, "That... one... named... Lin... Tian... Tian... Where is she!"*Ge Hanchuan went back to change his clothes, every cell in his body wa...As it neared six in the evening, Xiang Wan encountered Jiang Qifeng in her room. Or rather, he seemed to have come looking for her intentionally.

In the spacious room, Jiang Qi Feng sat alone in the corner, with no lights on. The room was dim, and in front of him were seven crooked wine glasses.

The air in the room was thick with alcohol, making Xiang Wan wrinkle her nose. She glanced at the man who was already showing signs of intoxication, then turned and walked out. She didn't want to see him, she wanted to switch places with her colleagues so they could come over instead.

"Did I let you leave" Jiang Qi Feng swayed to his feet, holding a bottle of wine and pointing it at her.

Moona lowered her head, "I went to the wrong room. Someone else will be here to serve Mr. Jiang soon."

"You didn't get lost, I called you over!" Jiang Qifeng threw the bottle on the table, stumbling towards her with blurry eyes. His hand hovered above her head before retracting.

He sat back down again, then patted the seat beside him, his voice tinged with a hint of raspy suppression, "Come here, sit here."

Toward Evening didn't move, but instead raised her head to look at him and asked, "Mr. Jiang, what do you need"

"I told you to come sit here, didn't you hear me!" Jiang Qifeng's voice rose an octave, his amber eyes tinged with a hint of redness from drinking too much.

向晚 still stood there, motionless. After a long silence, she let out a cold snort directed at him, "If Mr. Jiang summoned me here just to indulge in drunken revelry, I'll take my leave."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked toward the door.

At this, Jiang Qi Feng suddenly stood up, strode a few steps toward her, slammed the door shut, pinning her against it, his gaze fixed on her.

The pungent smell of alcohol instantly enveloped Xiang Wan's whole body. She pushed him, but he didn't budge. "Mr. Jiang, please control yourself," she said.

“Self-respect” Jiang Qifeng squeezed out two words from between his teeth, as if her words had ignited the fire in his heart. He clenched her hand tightly, his breath, thick with alcohol, spraying onto her face. “You were thrown out naked, and you’re talking to me about self-respect!”

"!" A-Wai's pupils constricted, she bit her lip tightly, and with a sudden burst of strength, pushed Jiang Qi Feng away.

His grip on her wrist was bruising it purple. She frowned, moving her wrist a few times.

Jiang Qi Feng was pushed by her, stumbling and falling to the ground. He propped himself up on the ground, swaying unsteadily as he stood up, looking at her with disappointment and anger, "Is it true what they said Did you seduce He Hanchuan Tell me!"

He slowly walked up to her, gripping her shoulders tightly, his voice a notch higher than before, "Answer me!"

向晚 disliked the way he phrased his question. She pushed him away forcefully, standing farther back. "Yes."

She looked at him with cold eyes and said indifferently, "But whether it is or not, it has nothing to do with you."

The Jiang siblings were like dog excrement to her, something she wanted to avoid at all costs. Even from afar, the stench was overwhelming, and getting close would be a nauseatingly sticky and repulsive experience.

Wawen didn't want to get involved with Jiang Qi Feng again, lest Song Qiao or someone from the Jiang family arrived and gave her the label of seducing Jiang Qi Feng.

She turned and walked away, but as she reached for the door, a long, white hand was quicker, slamming it shut with a loud bang.

With a frown, Xiang Wan forced down her anger and said, "Mr. Jiang, what are you trying to..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was pressed against the wall by Jiang Qifeng. He held her face in his hands, breathing heavily as he leaned in to kiss her. His light-colored eyes were now filled with intense desire and anger.

>>> Huanhuan couldn't push him away. All she felt was that his handsome face now made her feel nauseous, like a fly. She turned her head, and his hot kiss landed on her neck.

Sopping wet, sickeningly like a worm had slithered across it, she wanted nothing more than to shower ten or twenty times right now.

"Jiang Qi Feng, don't go too far!" Xiang Wan gritted her teeth, using all her strength to only keep an arm's distance from him, unable to push him away at all.

Jiang Qi Feng lowered his head, looking at her with undisguised desire in his eyes. "You seduced He Hanchuan just to get back into this circle, didn't you You don't need him; you can seduce me too. He can give you what I can give you!"

His hand caressed her waist, and as he spoke, he lowered his head to kiss her.

Slap!

Before Jiang QiFeng's kiss could land, Xiang Wan slapped him across the face. Taking advantage of his stunned expression, she raised her right knee without hesitation and aimed it at his groin.

Pain, pain that felt like thousands of ants gnawing at his heart, Jiang Qifeng clenched his legs together, bending over and clutching the wound. Sweat streamed down his forehead uncontrollably.

Bang!

At the same time, the door to the room was flung open, and Song Qiao rushed in with a flurry of anger. Her gaze fell upon the somewhat disheveled front of Xiang Wan's clothes, her eyes seeming to burn with fury.

"Before Miss Song accuses someone, she'd better figure out if I'm the one trying to seduce them, or if someone is trying to force themselves on me." Xiang Wan spoke first, before Song Qiao could open her mouth.

Song Qiao looked at Jiang Qi Feng's appearance and had almost guessed what was going on, but she still said to Xiang Wan: "Do we even need to ask The fact that you seduced He Hanchuan and ended up being thrown out has already spread throughout the circle. Since your last target didn't work out, you just changed your target to my fiancé."

"Miss Song's skill at lying with her eyes wide open is truly impressive," mocked Xiangwan, turning to walk towards the door.

Song Qiao was so angry at her words that her face flushed red, but she didn't retort or chase after her. She only slammed the door shut with a bang after she left.

向晚 rubbed her ears, which were buzzing from the stimulation. She frowned and scrubbed the place where Jiang Qifeng had kissed her until the outer layer of skin was almost worn through. Only then did she let go, biting her lip tightly.

She's already done her best to avoid their circles, why are they still not letting her go

"Wawen" Meng Lan called out, then as she approached, her brows slightly lifted, and she said softly, "I still have some things to deal with, you send the chicken soup to the hospital for me."

The only person who could get Menglan to personally deliver chicken soup is He Hanchuan.

Towards the end of her sentence, A-Wan bowed her head and said softly, "I'm really sorry, Lan Jie. I have a few hours left before work is over. Why don't you ask someone else to help you"

"Too lazy to look for anyone else." Menglan shoved the thermos into her hand and stretched lazily, "You go then."

The thermos wasn't that hot, but clutched in Xiang Wan's hand it felt like a burning coal. Her other empty hand nervously fiddled with the edge of her clothes, her palm already slick with sweat. "There's no need for you to go yourself, Yuan Simeng doesn't have class today. I'll take the chicken soup to her and then..."

"That's too much trouble," Menglan smiled, winking at her. "I'm going to go find Manager Zhou anyway, I'll just tell him that you're booked after six. He won't say anything."

She tidied up the clothes for Xiangwan, not giving her a chance to refuse, and walked away humming an old song with great joy.

After walking a distance, Menglan turned around and winked at Wan. "I believe in you!"

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