"I don't know if you can help me."

"Well, if you get angry at me, I won't help you, and I will even scold you."

Luo Weige was speechless and found that what he said made sense.

She swallowed her grievance and spoke honestly: "She sent you intimate photos and said that you secretly broke your heart into several pieces.

She is one of them, and I am one of them."

Jiang Lingchen chuckled: "She deserves it."

Luo Weige couldn't help but ask: "Then which one of them am I?"

Jiang Lingchen leaned back, the curtains blocked the light from his side face, and his whole body was submerged in the dark night.

He looked calm: "For you, there are many things more important than being jealous or questioning men to gain a sense of security.

You saw clearly just now that as long as I hook up with you, I will have countless opportunities to be closer to anyone than to Qin Kerui.

I won't cheat on you after getting married, there's no need.

Don’t ask about this kind of thing again in the future, it’s meaningless.”

He was so patient that he even wiped away the tears from Luo Weige's eyes with his fingers.

Luo Weige did not ask any further questions.

In the world of people like them, the rules are very clear. If you don't answer directly, it's unnecessary.

Jiang Lingchen has taught her enough.

She nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, I understand."

As she said this, her eyes subconsciously glanced at Jiang Lingchen's waist.

Fortunately, the buckle of the belt is still in good condition and is still a clean cucumber.

Jiang Lingchen looked playful: "What do you think will happen between me and her in such a short time?"

"No, I was just thinking that Mr. Jiang is not as skillful as the first time."

He frowned and was about to explain, but Luo Weige shook her head to herself.

"But don't worry, Mr. Jiang, I know you are not this kind of person."

"You do have a plan." Appreciation flashed through Jiang Lingchen's eyes.

"Uh, not really."

Luo Weige hesitated and said, "Mr. Jiang, your skills are actually very average, you just have the advantage of long hands.

I didn't say it before because I was afraid of hurting your self-esteem."

Veins appeared on Jiang Lingchen's arms, and his desire to win was actually aroused by a little girl.

A smile appeared on his lips: "Luo Weige, you are the first person to smash the table after eating.

Rotten? Do you want to try something that’s not rotten?”

Luo Weige struggled hard: "I mean, you are generally..."

Jiang Lingchen's body had already bent down quite oppressively.

Luo Weige wanted to hide, but Jiang Lingchen directly lifted her up with one hand and pressed her backhand on the piano.

The velvet fabric was very soft, but Luo Weige still subconsciously tightened her toes, fearing that the sound of the piano would be heard by the outside world.

Jiang Lingchen kicked off the piano bench and placed his hands on her sides.

He lowered his voice: "Don't be afraid, this piano is silent most of the time."

"Then how to play?" Luo Weige asked subconsciously.

"Who told you this was played?"

There was a smile in Jiang Lingchen's narrow eyes, "This velvet red cloth is softer and more skin-friendly than ordinary ones. Do you understand?"

He glanced at the cabinet next to him and checked it casually.

The cabinet popped out, containing all kinds of supplies, including drugs for pleasure.

Luo Weige tightened her grip on the fabric under her body and finally understood.

This piano is not for the public relations lady here to display her talent, but for her posture display.

Everywhere is serving guests.

Jiang Lingchen lowered his eyes and kissed her earlobe.

Luo Weige's body trembled, but she pressed her chest and pushed him away.

"Mr. Jiang, I don't like this."

She refused, "Here, let me feel like I am a commodity."

"You are my wife."

"But the way they looked at me made me feel like a commodity."

Luo Weige emphasized, "If there must be something, I hope it will be equal and voluntary."

Jiang Lingchen said nothing and pressed down further.

Luo Weige's body curled up even more, and her hands pinched the velvet fabric underneath until it became wrinkled.

The next second, his slightly cold fingers touched Luo Weige's empty fingers.

"Wear the ancestral ring with you at all times. If one day you feel like it's the right time, wear it on your hand."

Jiang Lingchen's lips brushed her hair, "I'll let you try again to see if my skills are bad."

Let alone the day of battle, right now, Jiang Lingchen's slender fingers tracing across her inner thighs can make Luo Weige's body tremble.

She could endure it all because of her iron-clad heart.

The two of them went out quickly, and the manager hurriedly came to see them off.

Jiang Lingchen's VIP card passed in front of him, and his tone was calm: "Add a person's name to the secondary card."

The manager responded quickly, but couldn't help but gossip.

"President Jiang used to like to be alone, but now he adds people to the secondary card like Mr. Lin and others?"

Without looking back, he stretched out his hand to Luo Weige: "ID card."

He responded to the assistant's words expressionlessly, "I am different from Lin Yi'an and others."

While handling the matter enthusiastically, the manager said to him: "Mr. Jiang, then I have to gossip. Why are you different?"

"They add girlfriends and lovers to their secondary cards. Changing people is like changing clothes. I don't know how to change them."

No need to change, it means the relationship is fixed.

It's either a stable relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, or it's a married relationship.

The manager's face suddenly changed as he was entering his ID number, and he looked up at Luo Weige beside him in surprise.

He has seen many beauties like this, but they are just playthings of rich people, and he has never taken them seriously.

But at this moment, his expression became more awe-inspiring.

Luo Weige was even more shocked than him. When she got the secondary card, she just felt heavy.

Jiang Lingchen strode onto the bus and said calmly: "In the future, you no longer have to think of yourself as a commodity, but as their God of Wealth.

Look for the name of this club. You can enter any place of the same brand with this card."

Just at this time, a message popped up on the phone, which was the balance on the secondary card.

Luo Weige counted the numbers and took a deep breath.

"The last time I saw such a long number was the same QQ number I used ten years ago."

Jiang Lingchen was noncommittal and lowered his head to process documents on his tablet.

Luo Weige looked at the card up and down and found a word engraved in the corner.

is a capital y.

Luo Weige tried her best, but it had nothing to do with her or Jiang Lingchen's names.

She complained in a low voice: "Mr. Jiang really likes carving. What is this hobby?"

"Did I engrave elsewhere?"

"Qin Kerui said that the piano you gave her had engravings on it." She couldn't help but say it.

Jiang Lingchen put down the tablet, turned his head and smiled softly.

The neon light flashed across his face, giving him a bit of surprise that was both real and fake.

"I asked you to find a way to make trouble with me, but it turned out that Qin Kerui just opened her mouth."

He pressed Luo Weige's neck closer to him, "Qin Murong told me to carve it, and he would contact the piano manufacturer himself every year.

I am only responsible for selling favors, and Lou Wen handles all orders."

Luo Weige just relaxed for a moment and soon realized that this was the ruthlessness of businessmen.

Jiang Lingchen treats everything very calmly.

He is so calm that he can provide solutions from the perspective of a bystander at any time.

If you treat others this way, you should probably treat her the same way.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Lingchen thought she hadn't gotten over it yet, so he flicked her on the head.

"If you really still mind, I can engrave it for you for free. I will definitely think of it myself and won't leave it to others."

You can tell by the look in his eyes that he has bad intentions.
Chapter completed!