A thirty-two-year-old woman, no matter how dignified, conservative and emotional she is, can still be charming and sexy in front of the man she likes. She just needs to be a little more reserved, but it is a different kind of style.
The same is very touching.
Jing Gao couldn't say what he said next. What a fool, he made a special trip to give Wei Minjun 75% of the shares? If Yun Ruolin and the others gave how many shares to the woman they loved, he wouldn't even blink an eye!
He wanted Wei Minjun to "secure" a way out for him in Beijing and not to go to Hong Kong Island. Before the business war was laid out, he was sued on the back foot.
But what Miss Minjun seemed to understand was that he was responding to her love, being kind to her, and specifically coming to compensate for the losses he had caused her before.
Jing Gao was also helpless. He didn't want to make it so complicated at all. Wei Minjun loved money, and he just did what he wanted. As a result, this ignited her inner fire. Made, the dignified beautiful woman became sexy
, which made him feel uncomfortable too.
However, Brother Jing is still very good at defusing bombs.
"Minjun, you mean right here? Are you going to steal sex? I'll stay here with you all afternoon. Then when that friend comes to the door, isn't it just blocked?"
Wei Minjun thought so. Many of her friends knew this about her. And the garden balcony suite she booked was immediately visible. Thinking of this, her mood cooled down a little, and she came back to her senses. This gave her another
Jinggao Doutou poured a basin of cold water down. This was the second time today.
The beautiful woman with a beautiful face and skin like gelatin pinched his waist angrily, "Jing Gao, you bastard! Can't you just obey me for once?"
Jing Gao smiled coquettishly and patted her plump and curvy breasts to help her stand up. It felt good: "If you follow you once, there will definitely be a second and third time. When you turn around, your dad will call me over.
Ask me: Jing Gao, what is your relationship with my daughter?
How do you want me to answer? I said she is my woman. Your father must not kill me!"
Wei Minjun bit her lip lightly and glared at Jing Gao resentfully. If she became Jing Gao's mistress, her family would probably explode. He would definitely not have a good outcome either.
"Let's go!" Jing Gao stood up and greeted the beautiful woman.
"Where are we going?" Wei Minjun asked in a depressed mood.
Jing Gao said: "Go upstairs to the Bvlgari suite I booked. I'll help you put out the fire, lest you say I don't care about killing or burying it."
"Fuck you!" Wei Minjun's pretty face turned pink, and he couldn't help but give Jing Gao another pink punch. How could she not understand Jing Gao's teasing? He certainly wouldn't have taken her upstairs.
Yes. But he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he still cared about her feelings and made her feel very happy.
Just like she can't change her habit of wanting to grab a profitable business when she sees it, this guy can't change his habit of being gentle towards women.
Obediently, she packed her things into her bag, including the Bulgari women's watch that Jing Gao gave her.
She changed her coat to Jing Gao, put on her fox fur winter coat, and suddenly transformed into a graceful and beautiful woman with jewels. She happily followed Jing Gao to the "Bvlgari Suite" on the 22nd floor.
The so-called "Bulgari Suite" is actually the Presidential Suite. It's just a different name. Jing Gao opened a bottle of Perrier-Jouët champagne, poured a glass for Wei Minjun, took a sip, and admired the scenery outside.
Wei Minjun took the wine glass to turn on the air conditioner, hung up her thick long coat, wore an elegant short-sleeved evening dress, her snow-white arms were like jade lotus roots, and walked to the well elegantly with the fragrance.
Gao's soft and convex figure gently leaned against him and asked curiously: "What are you thinking about?"
A man in this calm state is full of attraction to her.
Jing Gao felt the softness of this beautiful, round woman next to him, without pushing her away, and said with a smile: "I didn't think about anything, I just relaxed.
Minjun, you don’t look like a love-minded woman, why don’t you think about why I am willing to give you 75% of the shares?”
Wei Minjun glanced at Bai Jing, who was depressed, and poured out his heart: "What are you talking about! I'm not a lover! It's the first time in my life that I've cried for a man! It's the first time that I've been obsessed with a man and given up my dignity and reserve.
As he spoke, he took a sip of champagne and said, "You won't cheat me anyway!"
Jing Gao laughed, "That's true! But, Minjun, where are you now? It's all about dignity. The scenes I've faced are much bigger than what you just faced. If I want to tease you
, what do you think I will do?”
Wei Minjun said "hum" to express his dissatisfaction, and then asked: "What will you do?"
Jing Gao smiled evilly, put his arms around her slender waist, tilted his head and said in her ear: "I will ask you whether you are wearing a seamless or a T-string under the evening dress today..."
Wei Minjun's pretty face turned slightly red again, and she couldn't help but press her cheek against Jing Gao's face, and whispered: "T-word..." After saying that, when Jing Gao put some distance away from her and looked at her like this, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
His face turned red, he kicked Jing Gao angrily, and said: "Jing Gao, you bastard! You only know how to bully me."
Jing Gao calmly held the wine glass and said with a smile: "That's not the case! Okay, let's not talk about this topic anymore. I will suffer a lot if I tease you beyond control."
Wei Minjun felt embarrassed, raised his head deliberately, and said arrogantly: "It sounds like you were taken advantage of by me. Jing Gao, I was also tricked by you. In fact, as long as our relationship is not made public in front of others, it will be fine.
Privately, my dad still cares about this trivial matter of mine! My brother spends more time playing games than I do. Besides, why should I be your mistress? If my dad asked me, I would say you are my male model."
Jing Gao couldn't help laughing, "Minjun, this counterattack is quite sharp!" He shrugged coolly.
Wei Minjun chuckled to himself, holding the wine glass, and walked to Jing Gao's side, his soft and warm body gently next to him, picked up his big hand, gently put it around his waist, and said softly
: "Jing Gao, hug me again."
This fair and graceful beauty made such a humble request, and Jing Gao felt soft in his heart. He stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and immediately felt that his arms were full of warm nephrite, and the fragrance was fragrant.
Wei Minjun did not speak anymore, but snuggled gently into Jing Gao's arms, listening to his strong heartbeat through the winter cashmere sweater. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, with a peaceful and sweet smile.
She now somewhat understands how to attack him. This guy is soft and not tough!
"Jing Gao, would you like to have dinner with me tonight? It's compensation for your missed appointment at noon."
Jing Gao smiled and said: "Minjun, I have to compensate for being a male model for you!" He patted her beauty under her thin evening dress twice.
"Screw you. You didn't give it to me, so what kind of male model are you?" Wei Minjun raised his head and said shyly and charmingly, showing off the charm of a thirty-two-year-old beautiful woman.
"I made an appointment with Ruolin for dinner tonight. Ren He has died. I will attend his memorial service tomorrow morning. Then I will leave the capital. I will go to Hong Kong Island to discuss business with people."
"Jing Gao, you are such a bastard! You and Ruolin..." Wei Minjun understood immediately. Her best friend had already boarded a boat with him. Women are very sensitive to this kind of thing. She was so angry that she pinched Jing Gao's waist.
, said angrily: "You were pushing back just now, and you were unwilling! It's much more dangerous for you to be with Ruolin than with me. I am single after all. Ruolin is married."
Jing Gao was pinched so hard that he took a breath of cold air. Mu De, this beautiful woman is really a fierce horse! She will fall out when she says she will fall out, and she will get angry when she says she is angry. Those who really step on the horse need to be punished!
Jing Gao let go of her and took a step back, looking unhappy.
"Ah..." Looking at Jing Gao's expression, Wei Minjun realized that the pinch was too harsh, and he was angry! He lowered his head in resignation, but refused to apologize. He looked like a child who had been bullied.
Like a daughter-in-law.
Jing Gao was speechless for a while. She looked like this, and he couldn't keep his face to reprimand her. He held her in his arms again and said, "Minjun, if you lose your temper randomly like this again, I will spank you!"
Wei Minjun breathed a sigh of relief quietly, snuggled into Jing Gao's arms, raised his head and defended: "I was so angry just now! I was the one who knew you first."
Jing Gao became happy when he heard this, "You're asking me to get to know me first. You're obviously here to trouble me. Hey, Minjun, you really want to have sex with me..."
Wei Minjun chuckled, with a pretty pink face and bright eyes rippling, looking at him, and nodded boldly, "Yeah."
Jing Gao smiled evilly, "Then just wait!"
"Jing Gao!" Wei Minjun shouted, and he hammered Jing Gao with both hands in embarrassment: "You bastard, you! You have bullied me three times."
Jing Gao smiled and let her act coquettishly. When she was tired, he fed her a sip of champagne from his champagne glass, then hugged her soft waist and looked at the street outside the window. Wei Minjun snuggled up quietly.
In his arms.
At about four o'clock in the afternoon, pedestrians were walking on the street, and the suite was silent. Silence was better than sound at this time.
When he came out today, he actually only planned to impress Wei Minjun with benefits. He didn't expect such a situation. It felt like this beautiful woman had been PUAed by him. Now it was more than just protecting his retreat. If he wanted her to help now, it was probably just a matter of words.
It’s just that, Mad, does this count as selling out my appearance in exchange for it?
