The beauty god is forced to love every day

Chapter 198 Commander, You Have Violated the Rules 20

When Yan Qing woke up, it was already the second night. Her misty eyes were filled with tears and she shouted subconsciously.

"Zhong Yuan..." The voice was hoarse and husky, and incredibly low.

After a while, I found that no one responded to me. I reached out and touched the place next to me, but there was no warmth. The person had left long ago.

My body was in pain and my waist was sore. I stood up and walked to the fitting mirror, and found that my whole body was covered with marks, most obviously on my collarbone and chest.

It got to the point where the slightest touch would hurt, and even the roots of my thighs were hurt, leaving the skin broken.

Looking at herself who had been tortured beyond recognition, Yan Qing had the urge to kill someone for the first time, and angrily lifted her scattered long hair.

Tie at the back casually.

I turned around and looked back, and found that the injury seemed to be more serious, especially on the back of my neck, where there was a large tooth mark.

Because Zhong Yuan just likes to pin him down... and bite the back of his neck, like a wolf.

I feel very annoyed when I think about not being able to go out for the next few days, especially since there is an important occasion tonight.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get. This bastard Zhong Yuan will die if he doesn't bite someone!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Madam, you should get up and eat something, or your body won't be able to bear it."

"Got it." Yan Qing responded, then casually found a white pajamas to wear, washed up quickly and went downstairs.

Looking at all the tonic foods and medicinal food on the dining table, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and a look of speechlessness flashed in his eyes.

He is only in his early twenties, so he doesn't need to replenish his kidneys! And it's obvious that Zhong Yuan is just too gifted.

How can you blame him? It's not his fault that he's impatient...it's Zhong Yuan who should reflect on why he is the only one who is so energetic.

Seeing that Madam had not touched her chopsticks for a long time, Wang Ma thought that she disliked the taste of Chinese medicine, so she quickly explained, "Madam, the commander has invited a Chinese doctor to see you."

"He said that his body was too weak and needed to be replenished. Look! This medicinal meal has been stewed for eight hours and there is no trace of Chinese medicine anymore."

“Very delicious.”

Yan Qing hummed and stopped talking, eating quietly. The food tasted good, and even he, who didn’t like meat, ate a few more chopsticks.

Aunt Wang watched silently from the side, seeing which dishes Yan Qing ate the most, which he ate the least, and how much he ate.

Everything needs to be recorded every day to make it easier to cook next time. Also, the commander will ask about it when he comes back every day, and if you can't answer, your salary will be deducted.

But the treatment here is the best, and even her son was arranged by the commander to go to school.

Yan Qing had just finished his meal and put down his bowl and chopsticks when a glass of milk appeared in front of him. He looked up with a bit of surprise.

"Madam, the commander said, if you don't like soup, don't drink it. Just drink a cup of hot milk every day." Aunt Wang said with a smile.

Yan Qing took the milk and whispered, "Thank you."

Wang Ma looked at the person in front of her with a smile, "Madam, what are you talking about?"

The lady was actually a very nice person, just a little cold and quiet. She was very pretty, the most beautiful person she had ever met.

After drinking the milk, Yan Qing got up and went back to his room. He was thinking whether he should go today as he felt a little tired.

He would miss an opportunity and feel it was a pity, so after thinking it over, he decided to go.

He changed into a suit quickly and went out.

In the most prosperous area of Haicheng, bright lights flicker and outline unique architectural contours, and huge neon signs are particularly eye-catching in the night sky.

Entering inside is a spacious and magnificent hall, where golden decorative lines and sparkling crystal chandeliers complement each other, creating a luxurious and dreamy atmosphere.

Yan Qing was wearing a white suit and talking to the chubby man in front of him, his black eyes flashing with impatience and disgust.

He calmly avoided the man's touch, with a standard smile on his face, "Master Wu, are you joking? How could that be?"

Vanness Wu looked at the person in front of him without any hesitation, "Xiao Yan! This is the current market situation, if you are willing."

"Come back with me tonight, and I promise that your goods will be the best and most exclusive in this industry."

"You..." Jing Jie was so angry that he wanted to teach this man a lesson, but was stopped by Yan Qing's eyes.

Yan Qing drank the wine in the glass and stood up slowly, "Master Wu, I'll think about it. I'll excuse myself for a moment."

The moment he turned around, the smile on his face fell, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. Jing Jie followed him tactfully.

The two left one after the other.

In an empty corner, Yan Qing rubbed his thumb irritably and reached out for a cigarette, but just as he raised his hand, he realized that he didn't bring any.

Zhong Yuan didn't allow him to smoke, so there were no cigarettes at home and he was not allowed to buy any.

Jingjie tactfully took out a cigarette and handed it to him. The sound of the match being struck was particularly obvious, and a bright yellow flame ignited instantly.

With a woody scent accompanied by the smell of gunpowder, Yan Qing held the cigarette in his mouth, tilted his head, lit it, and took a slow puff.

"My Lord, do you want me to bring the brothers..." Jing Jie made the gesture of wiping his neck.

"No need." Yan Qing slowly exhaled smoke, his low and hoarse voice was cold, "It's not good to have a quarrel. He has a way to get so many department stores."

"It proves that there is someone behind this. Let's do this for now! I'll try it. If it doesn't work, we'll proceed according to the plan."

"Okay." Jingjie nodded.

When she returned to the front hall, Yan Qing regained her cheerful look and said, "Sorry for keeping Master Wu waiting for so long. I will drink a glass as punishment."

As the strong wine rolled down his throat, the burning sensation was very obvious, causing him to frown involuntarily. It seemed that he had drunk a little too much today.

My stomach feels a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Vanness Wu raised his lips slightly, "It's okay. As I said before, I was too absolute. Let's discuss it."

Yan Qing was surprised at the change in this man's attitude. As soon as she sat down, she felt something strange in her body, and her eyes hidden by her eyelashes were full of frost.

He bent his fingers slightly, and Jingjie behind him received the instructions, turned around quietly and left to prepare.

There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you insist on breaking in.

He continued talking to the man calmly, and even though his skin beneath his suit had turned an unnatural pink, he still had a smile on his face.

Be versatile and graceful without losing your manners.

It was not until Vanness Wu was called away that he quickly went to the bathroom.

His steps were a little unsteady, and the hot feeling made him pull at his tie. His breathing became heavier and he turned on the faucet with trembling hands.

Before he touched the water, his legs went limp and he fell straight to the ground, about to make direct contact with the ground.

He closed his eyes subconsciously and fell into a familiar embrace.