Cold Husband, Don't Seduce Me

The originally calm lake in her heart was suddenly thrown into the lake like a stone, causing circular ripples.

Yeah, she didn\'t seem to have thought about it. In her relationship with Jiang Jun, what should she do?

Xia Qingchen had also said something similar, every day together, they would inevitably develop feelings for each other. If one\'s emotions were not controlled by reason, but controlled by the heart, then one would often lose control of them in the end …

At the moment, even though she knew that it was just a trade between her and Jiang Jun and there was absolutely no room for a relationship between them, she had to admit that Jiang Jun did have the charisma to attract her …

Putting aside his excellent looks and rich background, the way he treated her so respectfully, she felt that she had adapted to it …

Also, just like what An Yaru said, she felt that he was still a little tolerant of her. He wasn\'t angry when she said that his appearance and heart were different. He had also laughed it off when she accused him of being "despicable" regarding Sheng Jingchuan. In addition, this time, in order to let her see her mother\'s true appearance and get rid of her mother\'s demand, he didn\'t mind wasting a million dollars …

She was really grateful to him.

If it wasn\'t for his help, she wouldn\'t have been able to \'pay back\' her mother\'s life. Perhaps she would never have been able to see her mother\'s true appearance …

The fact that he had let her see might have been cruel to her, but it had given her a bright future. From then on, she would be free from the shackles of her mother and could finally live for herself.

In the small living room that was illuminated by the faint yellow window, Gu Qingyou hugged his pillow and leaned on Bu Yi\'s sofa, and fell into his own thoughts for a long time.

In the end, she took out her phone and sent him a message of thanks.

Boss Jiang, thank you for helping me. Then a million, just treat it as my second advance.

She had originally pla

ed to call him, but because of An Yaru\'s reminder, she chose to send him such a simple and concise text message.

An Yaru was right, in her relationship with Jiang Jun, her mental state needed to be handled carefully.

She definitely could not have any presumptuous thoughts towards Jiang Jun, and to prevent this kind of situation from happening, she could only maintain a trade relationship with Jiang Jun, and had no other co

ections.

After sending that message, without considering whether Jiang Jun would reply to her, Gu Qingyou went straight to the bathroom to shower and sleep.

As the lanterns lit up, the neon lights lit up the entire city. N City entered into a bustling and noisy night.

Jiang Jun stood alone in front of the large window with his hands in the pocket of his suit pants that had a high-end feeling. His tall and straight handsome figure emitted a cold and detached feeling.

Xia Qingchen stared at Jiang Jun\'s dark figure, which was in stark contrast to the bright world outside the glass curtain. After a long while, she raised her hand and lightly knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Jiang Jun\'s indifferent voice came out.

Xia Qingchen pressed on the button on the electric wheelchair, and the wheelchair headed towards Jiang Jun.

The sound of the wheelchair rolling pierced through the silence of the presidential suite, but Jiang Jun did not turn his head back.

Xia Qingchen stopped his wheelchair at Jiang Jun\'s side, and followed his gaze towards the lights of the house, he slowly spoke, "I couldn\'t sleep, I wanted to go to the balcony to take a breather, but seeing that your door was not closed, I knew you weren\'t asleep either."

Jiang Jun calmly opened her mouth, "It\'s time for you to return to New York."

Xia Qingchen turned his head and looked at Jiang Jun\'s lonely and cold silhouette.

He was high up in the sky, and his entire body was exuding a cold and serene aura. His heroic expression was overbearing, but it was also firm and cold.

Xia Qingchen\'s throat moved, "Are you blaming me for coming back without your permission?"

Jiang Jun\'s serene black eyes did not waver in the slightest and did not answer.

A flash of disappointment passed through Xia Qingchen\'s eyes. She lowered her gaze and said hoarsely, "You know that I don\'t want to be separated from you … But don\'t worry, even if I were to stay in the country, before the conclusion of the transaction between you and Gu Qingyou, I will definitely not expose myself and make Director Jiang\'s couple suspect anything. "

"If you can\'t do it, I will ask Ye Shuo to send you back to New York." With that, Jiang Jun turned around coldly.

Xia Qingchen still wanted to say something to Jiang Jun, but Jiang Jun\'s figure had already turned into ice.

Jiang Jun directly sat down in the luxurious and exquisite living room. He lit up a cigarette. The blue light of the fire illuminated his handsome face.

Xia Qingchen looked at him from afar, his heart was in extreme pain.

From the perspective of outsiders, they had been together for a very long time. But who could have known that there was no love between them? No, to be exact, there was no love between them at all. In fact, he had always kept her at arm\'s length.

However, she didn\'t regret it.

As long as she could stay by his side and watch him every day, she would be satisfied.

Thinking about it, Xia Qingchen took a deep breath and left the room.

Jiang Jun rarely smoked, unless his heart was unable to calm down.

In today\'s meeting with Qi Yuanheng, his chest felt as though it was being burned by raging flames. It was torture, and even after seeing the gloomy and gloomy expression on Qi Yuanheng\'s face when he lost to him, his heart still did not feel any better.

That\'s right, when he saw Qi Yuanheng again, that memory that was buried deep within his heart and was not willing to remember once more, was clearly played inside his mind …

If not for Qi Yuanheng …

His current life would not be like this.

He must already have a happy and happy family, and a simple life that he once wanted to lead …

"Ding", a cell phone message sounded, pulling Jiang Jun\'s hazy thoughts back to reality.

The light from his cell phone illuminated the dark living room. Feeling that the light was somewhat dazzling, he put out his cigarette and picked up the phone from the white marble coffee table.

A simple text message appeared on the screen of his cellphone.

Boss Jiang, thank you for helping me. Then a million, just treat it as my second advance.

When there was no reply, he turned off the light on his cell phone and casually threw it aside. Then, he collapsed onto the back of the sofa.

His black eyes, which had always been shrewd, now seemed to have lost its original flowing light as he stared wearily at the light reflected from outside the window …

Gu Qingyou did not know why, but she kept tossing and turning the bed tonight, unable to fall asleep.

After struggling in bed until two in the morning and still not falling asleep, she finally turned on the bedside light and sat up.

At this time, other than the still flashing neon lights, even City C outside the window had already quieted down.

She quietly leaned against the headboard. After a long time, she finally got out of bed and went to the living room. She then picked up the phone from the sofa.

There were no text messages on the screen.

Jiang Jun did not reply her.

After a moment, she sat down on the sofa.

She asked herself as she frowned slightly.

What happened to her?

Why was he so eager to see his reply? Even if he only replied with a single word?