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Qian Xun bit his lip as he entered the tent. When he heard his chuckle, he glared at him and laughed. This was a joke.

In such a small space, although the two of them each had their own corner, they could still reach out and touch each other.

Ji Junyang took out two large white plastic bags, "Stop staring. Your eyes are about to pop out. Eat something first, I think you're hungry too."

Qian Xun opened the door and took a look. Yo, he had eaten quite a lot. There was dessert, cooked food, drinks, water, even wine and candles. He had also eaten quite a lot.

He didn't know if it was because he had ordered his men to prepare it, or because those people were flattering him. Most probably, those people already thought that if the boss didn't want to follow the rules, she wanted to become a sparrow and become a phoenix.

The human heart was indeed the most evil thing.

Qian Xun wasn't courteous at all. He was hungry to begin with. Only after he had eaten his fill would he have the strength to make a fool of himself. Right now, she didn't want to discuss why she didn't have to set up a tent with him. It would be a waste of saliva if she said it, so she indifferently said, "As expected of the boss, you can have whatever you want."

"Why shouldn't I find someone to work for, pay, and enjoy the fruits of my labour?"

"That's why being the boss is awesome."

Ji Junyang's expression darkened, "However, there is a saying that goes, high places are not very cold."

Life is short of the person with whom you are willing to share the joy of success, short of the person who knows you, loneliness and loneliness are always like a shadow.

"Director Ji, you don't feel any pain in your back when you sit at a high place and watch the world. With just a single order, there will be people around to take care of everything for you, and we small commoners have to watch the expressions of the people around us for the sake of living. We have to be extremely careful, and we won't be able to make a sound out of it even if we suffer a loss, so we can only swallow our teeth."

How could Ji Junyang not understand the sarcasm in her words? "It looks like you have a big problem with me, do you think I'm bullying you?"

So you also know your own limits, but your mouth was dryly laughing, "You are the boss, how would I dare?"

"But why do I feel like you've never regarded me as your boss?" Ji Junyang leisurely sat on the ground and propped up one of his legs. He casually put one of his arms on top of his leg and calmly looked at her.

"Is there?" Qian Xun looked like he had been wrongly accused, but he was feeling very guilty, so he used the act of drinking water to cover it up.

"I think you treat me like an old friend you haven't seen in a long time."

Qian Xun almost spat out water. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand and said, "I would like to, maybe I can get some connections and go to the back door. The position will go up a bit more, the salary will go up a bit more, and the job assignment will be a bit easier."

"Do you want that?"

"Well, you transferred me from the Sales Department to the CEO's office, and already I'm covered in saliva. I don't want to be drowned."

"Are you afraid?"

"Words are fearsome." The three words' unwritten rules' were always related to women, especially those who were too close to their bosses. Even if they were to be cleared to the point, they would still be overshadowed by others.

"But if you have the ability to do so, how can you be afraid of others' words? You don't seem like a woman that lives in the eyes of others."

Actually, he understood her quite well. She didn't care much about how others talked about her behind her back. Her mouth was always on others' back, and it was impossible to cover up what she said. There were always people gossiping about her in the office.

However, she cared about her family. Her strength was limited, but she wanted to protect them limitlessly.

What Ji Junyang didn't know was that last night, her phone received a text message with an unfamiliar number: Stay away from him.

Just these four words made Qian Xun's limbs go cold. She felt that behind her back, there was a pair of invisible eyes that was monitoring her, or it could be said that they were monitoring Ji Junyang's every move.

The distance between her and him was as wide as the heavens.

Qian Xun chuckled as he gulped down the bitterness in his throat. "Director Ji is overestimating me."

"Do you dare to drink with me?" Although he sounded like he was going to ask, he poured two glasses of red wine and passed one to her.

Qian Xun hesitantly looked at him. Who said that he wasn't smiling? His perfect lips were slightly tilted upwards at this moment. His smile was like a cunning fox. He even slightly raised his eyebrows at her. "Hmm?"

So what if she drank it? In any case, this little bit of wine was not enough for her.

Thinking back to when Hai Yu and the others set up a trap for him to tell her who An Xin's real father was, to pull her out and risk her life for real, she didn't want to answer the question. She wanted to be punished for drinking. But in the end, she was the only one who put down the table. No one dared to ask who Ann's father was anymore.

Her good alcohol tolerance had helped her a lot in her future work. But how could it be so easy for a woman to beg for food amongst the men?

Although she often said that she didn't know how to drink, but in order to get a high commission in the business, there was no lack of socialising. Drinking alcohol was inevitable, and she had to be on guard against those ill-intentioned pig hands.

In the beginning, Qian Xun couldn't understand why those men, who clearly already had wives and children and had families behind their backs, would be so carefree, loitering about in the name of work and sex, doing despicable things.

Later on, when he saw it more, he became numb. A man was just like that. He looked like a righteous man, but he might also be a beast in disguise.

However, if Ji Junyang also became like this, how disappointed would she be?

Holding the wine cup in his hand, Qian Xun hesitated for a moment before raising his head to drink it. Then, he made a provocative move with a hint of elegance.

Ji Junyang laughed, "Aren't you afraid of my drunken stupidity?"

Qian Xun picked up the bottle of aged Romanee-Conti and poured it for each other again. "It's a waste if you don't drink good wine, but the man's messy nature after drinking wine is just an excuse. If it's not to use alcohol to build up his courage, then it's to use alcohol to commit murder. May I ask, Director Ji, are you such a dirty person? "

Ji Junyang slowly swirled the wine cup in his hand as he looked at her meaningfully, "If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be interested. "But you, it's hard to say."

Qian Xun felt the blood vessels in his temples throbbing. She gave a dry laugh. "You are joking again, Director Ji."

"I'm telling you very seriously." Ji Junyang looked deeply at her, his dark eyes unfathomable. It was like a deep well inside, calm and serene, but in reality, it had long been turbulent.

"Then am I considered as a sheep that has entered the mouth of a tiger? Am I to just sit and wait for death?" Qian Xun smiled. He wasn't afraid of him, it was just that he couldn't figure out the hidden thoughts behind his serious expression. He could only use a joking tone to conceal his panic.

However, he said, "Drink, as you said, not drinking good wine is a waste."

Qian Xun found it difficult to keep up with his pace of speech.

It's just that on a night like this, drinking a little wine is intoxicating.

Everyone is drunk.

As for Qian Xun, he tried his best to keep himself awake after a few cups of wine. This man, she told herself, was another woman's. And that woman could turn her family upside down overnight.

She couldn't afford the risk.

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, she gathered the garbage they'd made together into a plastic bag and placed it in a corner. Such a beautiful island should not be contaminated by human garbage.

There weren't many Pure Land in the world to begin with.

With nothing else to do, the atmosphere in the tent immediately became oppressive. Qian Xun looked somewhat awkwardly at this narrow space. It wasn't that he had never shared a bed before, but in the end, the meaning of this was different at that time.

He was no longer the man that she could pursue willfully and willfully in her youth. He was no longer someone who could bear the consequences of bravery and love.

A few scenes from the television suddenly popped into his mind. Qian Xun's eyes lit up as he placed the bottomless bottle, two wine cups, a few mineral water bottles and some snacks that had yet to be opened into a straight line in the middle.

"You sleep over there, I'll sleep over here. We can't get involved in each other's business."

"Childish." With a sweep of his long leg, her tri-eighth line immediately vanished into thin air, and her body that had not had time to retreat was also flipped over by him. He flipped over and tightly pressed her down. "Do you think that if I really do something to you, you'll be able to escape tonight?"

Qian Xun struggled nervously, but he could not break free. He could only conserve his strength. "But you also said that if I wasn't willing, you wouldn't do anything to me."

"But like I said, there are some things about you that are really hard to say." At the bottom of his eyes, something blurred.

Looking for her for five years, only she gave him a sense of déjà vu, so intense.

Ji Junyang clearly remembered how breathtaking he was when he first met her. In order to vent his anger on his friend, he scolded a righteous man until his face turned ashen. If it wasn't for the circumstances, he would have applauded her.

At that moment, he only thought of one sentence. The crowd had been searching for her for thousands of times, but when he suddenly looked back, that person was actually here, standing in a place devoid of light.

In order to get close to her, he had bought her company at a high price. This was probably the most unprofitable transaction he had ever made in his business life. It was not for profit, but to get to know a woman, a stranger.

Now that this woman was right below him, his years of self-control, which he prided himself on being strong, had suddenly become fragile.

He wanted her.

But he didn't want to have her like this.

Whether or not she was a girl was not certain, even though he felt strongly that she was.

That feeling didn't make any sense. Even though she always looked as if she didn't understand what he was talking about, as if they had met on a different path, that feeling was strong enough to leave only one thought in her mind: The person I wanted to find in my previous life is right in front of me.

And back then, the girl had left without any warning, so there must have been something hidden that he did not know about.

Regardless of whether it was forced or deceived, there was only one truth. He would definitely find out.

He reached out and gently placed his hands on her face. His slightly callused fingers, which carried the scent of tobacco, caressed her cold skin.

Qian Xun stood there stiffly. Although there was a blanket on his back, he was still trembling. She closed her eyes and felt resigned to her fate.