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Although Ouyang Jingyu had warned the media, the events that occurred during the banquet were still widely reported by the media.

Ouyang Jingyu forcefully threw the newspaper on the table. His black pupils had already turned blood-red, and his entire body was emitting a cold chill that made people not dare to approach him.

"Isn't this the result you wanted to see?" Qiao Chuyang slowly put down the knife and fork in his hand, his bright eyes fixed on Ouyang Jingyu's handsome face.

"I don't like to read about women in newspapers."

Ouyang Jingyu was like a demon from hell as he shouted, causing Qiao Chuyang to jump in fright.

"Gangzi, purchase this media immediately. I want it to become a subsidiary of the Ouyang Group. As for that reporter, I don't want him to be hired by any other media from now on."

Ouyang Jingyu icily ordered Gangzi, who was standing beside him. His pair of dark red eyes were shining with an unfathomable smile.

"Ouyang Jingyu, am I protecting me?"

Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips curved up into a cruel smile.

"Even if you are only a plaything in my hands, I will absolutely not allow anyone to bully you like this."

The word "play" was like a bolt of thunder that fiercely struck Qiao Chuyang's body. His heart, which was already in pain, suddenly felt an even stronger pain.

"Young Mistress, this is your flower."

A servant walked into the dining room with a bunch of roses in his hands.

"Flower?" Who sent it? " Looking at the dewdrops still on the rose, Qiao Chuyang was a little surprised.

Seeing this beautifully wrapped rose symbol of love, Ouyang Jingyu's large hand slammed down on the table. His originally ugly face had turned even more ashen.

"Qiao Chuyang, you better explain yourself. Who was the one who sent the flowers?"

Ouyang Jingyu shouted at Qiao Chuyang.

"I don't know. There are no cards on it." Qiao Chuyang also had a look of helplessness.

"Throw it down. I don't like the smell of flowers."

The servant nodded and threw the big bouquet of roses into the trash can. Then, he returned to the Ouyang manor.

He had been standing in the corner with a cold expression as he watched the servant throw all the roses he had gotten into the trash can. A look of disgust and determination flashed across his gloomy eyes.

"Qiao Chuyang, the more you reject me, the more I want Ouyang Jingyu to know that I'm a man that wants to steal women from him."

From that day on, at breakfast time every day, Qiao Chuyang would receive a bouquet of roses without any cards.

Looking at Ouyang Jingyu's increasingly livid expression, Qiao Chuyang had no choice but to hand over the roses to the servant.

Ouyang Jingyu put down his knife and fork with a gloomy expression.

"If I hadn't known that Pei Zhanyue wouldn't dare to have any more fantasies about you, I would have made you suffer the same fate as those flowers." Ouyang Jingyu's voice was ice-cold, and his pair of long and narrow black eyes shot out a furious light.

Qiao Chuyang let out a cold snort and curled his lips into a cold sneer without any trace of warmth.

"Do you think that under your design, Pei Zhanyue would do such a thing?" Thinking about how Ouyang Jingyu's cruelty had caused him to lose his good friend, Pei Zhanyue's clear black eyes were filled with hatred.

A cruel light flashed through Ouyang Jingyu's lips.

"I want to break all of your wings, so that you will never find another man in your life besides me."

In the face of Ouyang Jingyu's swearing words, a thought-provoking smile appeared on Qiao Chuyang's delicate face.

"Ouyang Jingyu, I'm afraid that your plan is going to fail again. In your eyes, I am just a slut. Do I need a man? Especially with your tune. My bed, my bed. "I believe that by putting in the effort, they will be able to bring a lot of joy to those men."

Qiao Chuyang purposely hooked up with a hint of sex. Her seductive smile unconsciously displayed her enchanting charm and beauty.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" His tempting smile and the slight curve of his waist perfectly showed the beauty on his chest.

"You don't like it?" In order to achieve his goal, Qiao Chuyang purposely stuck out his tongue and lightly licked his rosy lips.

This action caused Ouyang Jingyu's eyes to gradually become clouded with an uncontrollable desire. Fire.

"Looks like I didn't feed you last night?" A deep voice that was as mellow as red wine rang out beside Qiao Chuyang's ear.

Qiao Chuyang smiled. His slender arm boldly hooked onto Ouyang Jingyu's neck. Small body. His body coiled around Ouyang Jingyu's chest like a tail bear.

A plump, towering seduction. Bewildered, he rubbed Ouyang Jingyu's well-built chest.

"If I didn't have an important meeting to hold in a while, I would have definitely suppressed you right now. Beneath us. "

Ouyang Jingyu's voice was filled with repressed desire. "Yes."

A complacent smile appeared on Qiao Chuyang's rosy face. He had finally found out Ouyang Jingyu's trip and achieved his goal.

"Alright, go to the meeting."

Qiao Chuyang took the initiative to jump down from Ouyang Jingyu's body. Since he had achieved his goal, there was no need for him to act like there was no man around.

"He left just like that?"

Before her legs could even touch the ground, a large iron pincer like hand at her waist pulled her back into its embrace.

A scorching heat energy overbearingly sealed Qiao Chuyang's lustrous cherry lips, his long, dense, and curling eyelashes were due to this sudden heat. The kiss made her tremble slightly.

After the hot kiss, a proud smile flashed across Ouyang Jingyu's carving-like handsome face.

However, a hint of sadness appeared in Qiao Chuyang's clear black eyes.

"In bed. "Just wait for me, I'll be back."

Finished speaking, Ouyang Jingyu took the documents from the servant and left the restaurant without looking back.

"Young Mistress, where are you going?"

Just as Ouyang Jingyu left, Qiao Chuyang also walked out of the restaurant. This made the servant who was following her a little anxious, and he quickly blocked her path.

"I'm just going into the courtyard to get some fresh air. You won't deny me, will you?" Qiao Chuyang's voice was cold, his bright eyes filled with an aura that could not be refused.

"But …" The servant was hesitant, his mission was to stay by Qiao Chuyang's side.

"Don't worry, I won't leave the yard. I just want to get a feel for the fresh air and sunlight by myself. Prepare some snacks and send it to the swimming pool."

After he successfully dismissed the servant, Qiao Chuyang quickly arrived at the side door of the mansion.

As she had expected, she leaned gracefully on the car with her sunglasses on and a frightening smile on her face.

"You're still as smart as ever. You didn't waste my time waiting here for a few mornings." His cold body exuded a strong sense of coldness, especially the rose in his hand that was initially in the trash can, which gave off a desolate aura.

"Leng Ran, what exactly do you want to do? Giving away roses is one of your plans? " Qiao Chuyang walked in front of him coldly and looked at the man with a face full of sarcasm.

Suddenly, he used his strength to hug Qiao Chuyang in his arms. A strange light flashed across his black eyes that were as deep as a lake.

"I flew over here to personally pull out the roses, but you were so merciless that you made people throw them in the trash. Chu Yang, do you have anything to do with me?"

Qiao Chuyang let out a cold snort. A mocking smile appeared on his face like the petals of a flower. He forcefully pushed her away.

"Leng Ran, stop acting here. What you are acting will only make me feel disgusted. Speak, what are you doing?"

"I don't think that a man that is constantly being attacked by Ouyang Jingyu will simply send me flowers."

His cold, sword-like eyebrows were slightly raised by the disdain in Qiao Chuyang's words.

"Do you look down on me that much?"

The corner of Qiao Chuyang's lips curled up slightly, revealing an ice-cold smile.

"I've never put you in my eyes." With just one sentence, his cool and high-spirited handsome face turned ashen. The big hand with clear joints reached towards Qiao Chuyang's face.

"Pa …" Before his cold hand could touch Qiao Chuyang's face, he received a strong slap on his face.

"Don't touch me, you aren't qualified to touch me. Leng Ning, I am not a chess piece that you can play around with. Give up, don't appear in front of me again in the future, otherwise, you should know the consequences."

The pain in his hand allowed Qiao Chuyang to be certain of the strength of the slap he had given her. The cold, cruel light in his eyes was enough to give her a creepy feeling.

"I will remember this slap. Qiao Chuyang, you should remember that I once said that I will take away everything that belongs to Ouyang Jingyu in this life, including his woman. Even if I don't get you, I won't let him have you."

A cold voice filled with malice escaped from her cold lips.

Qiao Chuyang frowned deeply.

"I am not a toy you two are fighting over. Calm, I have not forgotten what happened five years ago. Don't force me to attack you."

After saying that, Qiao Chuyang walked into the Ouyang manor without looking back. He then closed the side door firmly in front of the cold face. A loud noise was heard.

As he looked at the tightly shut door, his cold eyes emitted a bone-chilling coldness. His large hands were tightly clenched.

Qiao Chuyang only stayed outside for a while before returning to his room. He grabbed the bottle and poured it into his mouth, allowing himself to immerse himself in the world of alcohol.

Her cold body exuded a cruel aura, instantly surrounding Qiao Chuyang. She could not have predicted that she would do such a thing.

The slight drunkenness dyed Qiao Chutian's face red. The tender skin.

After receiving the call, Ouyang Jingyu quickly returned to the mansion.

He had never thought that after giving up such an important meeting, the one he would be facing would be an unconscious woman who was already drunk.

"What's going on? Who gave her the wine? " Ouyang Qing icily asked the servant beside him, his long and narrow black eyes flashing with a furious light.

"I …" I didn't know that when I came in, Young Mistress had already drunk a bottle. "

Ouyang Jingyu's face was ice-cold, and the servant who was scared stiff knelt in front of him as he spoke with a trembling voice.

"Gangzi, bring out all the surveillance videos. I want to know what happened during my absence."

He carried Qiao Chuyang back to the bed. After he had finished, Ouyang Jingyu turned around and gave the order to Jangzi.

Gangzi quickly transferred all of the surveillance footage onto Ouyang Jingyu's computer.

Ouyang Jingyu was so angry that his face turned ashen when he saw the scene of Qiu Chuyang and Leng Ning hugging each other. A look of disgust and determination instantly flashed across his gloomy eyes.

"That damnable woman, how dare she kiss Leng Ran like this right under my nose. Mi, it seems like you don't know your own identity. "

Ouyang Jingyu tightly clenched his fist and slammed it on the table. His eyes flickered with a trace of craziness. Wild and cruel blood-red light.

"Wake her up with cold water."

Ouyang Jingyu's pair of sharp black eyes were filled with incomparable coldness. They were like sharp blades that pierced Qiao Chuyang's face.