After work, Song Guanchao, Wu Qiangwei, and Zeng Li entered the elevator one after another.

A figure hurriedly ran in as well; it was Jiang Yiren.

She glanced at Song Guanchao, her eyes seemingly hiding something.

Song Guanchao didn't pay attention.

He had already made things clear to Jiang Yiren.

Romance, don't even mention it.

He didn't have the time or energy, nor did he have any interest in her.

Body, he wouldn't refuse.

When someone throws themselves at you, there's no reason to push them away.

As they left the building, Wu Ming had already pulled up the car, and Wu Qiangwei and Zeng Li got inside.

Song Guanchao headed towards the parking lot, just as he opened the car door, he heard crisp footsteps behind him.

"Song Guanchao, do you have a date tonight?"

Song Guanchao sighed and looked back at her: "Secretary Jiang, I think I've been clear enough."

Such a relentless woman, he truly was encountering for the first time.

He knew he had charm, otherwise he wouldn't have so many women around him.

But he really didn't expect his charm to be so great that even a woman of Jiang Yiren's level would pursue him so madly.

Jiang Yiren's beautiful eyes lowered: "I just want to invite you to dinner."

"Just dinner?"

"Yes, just dinner."

"What to eat?"

"I'm inviting you, you can eat whatever you want."

"Missy, you're inviting me, shouldn't you have set a location and then informed me?"

"I'll... I'll do it now." She took out her phone and quickly made a reservation.

"I've booked it."

"Get in the car."

It's still early, Qu Xiangru also had a dinner engagement tonight, accompanying her for a meal wouldn't take long.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a private restaurant.

Song Guanchao was quite surprised, he thought Jiang Yiren would choose a restaurant with a chic ambiance; this kind of private restaurant didn't match her temperament.

The service led them to a private room.

As the door to the private room opened, Song Guanchao suddenly froze.

Inside the private room, there were already people.

And they were acquaintances.

Jiang Xiuwen and Jiang Sheng!

Song Guanchao's expression immediately darkened, he understood the purpose of Jiang Yiren's invitation now.

Indeed, as she said, she was just inviting him to dinner, with no other intentions.

But she didn't tell the whole story.

This meal wasn't being hosted by her, but by Jiang Xiuwen and Jiang Sheng.

"That's my third uncle and my cousin."

Noticing his unpleasant expression, Jiang Yiren introduced them hesitantly.

Song Guanchao looked at her coldly: "Is it fun?"

"I..."

"A meal from the Jiang family, I don't have the privilege to eat, Miss Jiang should enjoy it herself."

Song Guanchao turned and walked away.

Jiang Yiren never expected this, reaching the door only to leave directly.

She hurriedly chased after him, all the way out of the restaurant, to the parking lot. Seeing him get into the car, Jiang Yiren caught up, opened the car door, and pleaded with her eyes: "I know you have conflicts with Jiang Sheng, that you're angry, but they really came with sincerity today."

She held onto the car door, tears almost falling in her anxiety.

Song Guanchao said: "I am indeed very angry, but not because there is a conflict with them. I'm angry because you played mind games with me."

"They invited me to dinner through you, you could have said it directly, no need to hide it from me."

"Instead of letting me arrive, only to find myself in a difficult situation."

"What, do you think you have a big face, or do you think I, Song Guanchao, am thin-skinned and unwilling to walk out angrily?"

Jiang Yiren anxiously said: "No, I didn't think that way, I was afraid that if I told you the truth, you wouldn't agree."

Song Guanchao said: "Whether I agree or not is not a reason for you to lie to me, let go."

"I won't!"

Jiang Yiren sat inside the car, saying: "Jiang Sheng really needs this money, without it he'll be marginalized by the family. Song Guanchao, please help him, okay?"

Her pitiful appearance amused Song Guanchao.

"If I refuse, would it instead make you feel, like it's my fault?"

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't say it, but that's what you're thinking."

"Let me be clear with you, I won't help with this, nor can I."

"For the sake of our work relationship, relay to your uncle and cousin that if they see me, they should take a detour. Lingjiang doesn't welcome the Jiang family, and if they continue investing in Lingjiang, such things will keep happening."

Just based on what the Jiang family did to Qu Xiangru, Song Guanchao wouldn't show the Jiang family any kindness.

Jiang Yiren felt a bit desperate, she knew there were conflicts, but wasn't aware they ran so deep.

All the time she had known Song Guanchao, she had never seen him act so definitively.

Obviously, the conflicts in her view hadn't reached an irreparable level, so why did he hate Jiang Sheng so much?

Could it be that Jiang Sheng hadn't told her the truth?

She quickly shook off these thoughts; it wasn't the time to dwell on them.

"What will it take for you to help?"

"I've said, I'm limited in ability, can't help."

"I know you can help!"

Jiang Yiren bit her lip, suddenly closed the car door, lunged at his body, and pressed her lips against his.

Her clumsy attempts at kissing Song Guanchao and grabbing his hand to place it on her chest were interrupted almost immediately, as Song Guanchao pushed her away, causing her to fall on the seat.

"Are you nuts?" Song Guanchao wiped his mouth.

She even saw from Song Guanchao's eyes a look of disgust.

Jiang Yiren suddenly felt a bit hurt.

She always thought that, though Song Guanchao didn't like her, he at least didn't dislike her.

But now she realized I was wrong.

He seemed... to dislike her very much.

She felt like a clown, so ridiculous.

Song Guanchao didn't dislike her, just purely loathed the Jiang family.

Jiang Yiren sniffed, looked at him sincerely: "You help Jiang Sheng, and I'll sleep with you."

Song Guanchao squinted his eyes: "Jiang Yiren, what kind of illness are you suffering from?"

"That's your cousin, not your real brother!"

"For the sake of a cousin, you're wagering your body to trade with me?"

"Do you really think, if I help them, they will be grateful to you?"

Song Guanchao shook his head, suddenly feeling a bit sorry for this woman.

Jiang Yiren lowered her head, softly saying: "Because it's you, I'm willing to trade my body."

Her answer left Song Guanchao a bit speechless.

So Jiang Sheng was just an excuse?

Going to bed with me was the goal?

He didn't know what to say for a moment, wondering again, whether his charm had truly reached such an extent?

While he was lost in thought, Jiang Yiren reached into her pocket and placed something in his palm.

Looking down, it was actually a small umbrella.

Jiang Yiren's shy voice also came from the side: "I don't want to get pregnant."

"..." Song Guanchao's mouth twitched uncontrollably, but a sentence slipped out: "One isn't enough."

Jiang Yiren raised her head, her face confused: "What?"

This confused look made Song Guanchao feel a slight sense of guilt.

This girl really understands nothing.

It's practically a crime.

Jiang Yiren wasn't clueless, she just hadn't reacted immediately.

Understanding his words, her pretty face turned red as she stammered: "I, it's my first time, I'm afraid... afraid I can't handle it."

A girl's shyness has a deadly effect on an old hand like Song Guanchao.

Just a few naive and awkward words had an embarrassing physiological impact on him.

Clutching the small umbrella in his hand, Song Guanchao asked: "Are you sure?"

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