Chapter 7 Going to a Hotel
Chapter 7 Going to a Hotel
Song Qiao deliberately glanced at the phone in his hand. Even if she couldn't see the content on WeChat, she wanted to make him feel a little threatened.
"N-nothing?"
Jiang Ming picked up his phone and lowered his head to eat.
But the constant notifications on his phone made him feel restless and itchy, like he was being scratched by a cat.
"You eat first, I'm going to the restroom." Jiang Ming finally couldn't resist, put down his chopsticks, and went into the restroom.
Jiang Ming forgot that he had once lectured Song Qiao, telling her not to use the restroom while eating, as it was neither clean nor hygienic.
Song Qiao turned around and watched him take his phone into the bathroom, quickly finish his braised pork and stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork, and then clean up the dishes to wash them.
About an hour later, Jiang Ming came out of the bathroom and was dumbfounded when he arrived at the restaurant: "Song Qiao, where's the food?"
"It's fallen!"
Song Qiao looked bewildered, meaning, "I didn't know you hadn't finished eating."
"I haven't finished eating, why did you throw it away?"
Realizing she had been in the bathroom for too long, she quickly explained, "My stomach was upset, so I stayed in the bathroom a little longer than usual. You just threw the food away like that? That's so inconsiderate!"
Song Qiao didn't want to ruin things right now, so she immediately went to open the refrigerator: "Wait a minute, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."
"Forget it! I'm not eating. I'll eat out."
Jiang Ming angrily left those words behind, then turned and walked towards the door to change his shoes.
After leaving the house, he complained on the phone, "Xiaoya, Song Qiao seems to have taken the wrong medicine. I hadn't finished my meal, and she threw it all away."
Zhao Xiaoya, sitting opposite, immediately realized her chance had come: "Ming-ge, don't be angry. I haven't eaten either, so I'll treat you to a meal at a restaurant."
Zhao Xiaoya's virtuousness and Song Qiao's coldness made the scales in Jiang Ming's heart tip even further.
After watching Jiang Ming leave home, Song Qiao went to Jiang Xiaoran's room and saw that she was still playing a game of destroying toys. She had to find a way to settle her down.
She went to the Overseas Chinese Hospital in the afternoon to find Zhao Yanyan's cousin, and Zhao Yanyan had already sent her the number to her phone.
After thinking about it, I suddenly had an idea.
"Ranran, shall I take you to kindergarten this afternoon? I heard that a new girl joined the kindergarten and the teacher made her the class monitor!"
Judging from her competitive nature towards Jiang Xiaoran, she must be furious. Although she has never been elected class monitor, she has always coveted that position.
"Damn it! I'm going to kick her out. I won't let her be the class monitor."
As expected, like father, like daughter; a person who is rotten to the core cannot be changed.
Jiang Ming arrived at a fast food restaurant and saw that Zhao Xiaoya had already arrived.
Seeing him go inside, Zhao Xiaoya waved and said, "Hey! Over here."
At the company, Zhao Xiaoya was his secretary. During the day, she arranged his daily life, and at night she was busy with things in bed. Jiang Ming called this mutual support.
Zhao Xiaoya and Jiang Ming both came from rural areas. After being admitted to university, Zhao Xiaoya went to the same school as Jiang Ming, while Song Qiao went to another university. All of this was planned in advance; she wanted to accompany him to university in the same city.
But she didn't know that someone was at the same school as Jiang Ming.
After graduating from university, Jiang Ming followed Song Qiao back to Jiangcheng and officially announced their relationship. It was from then on that Zhao Xiaoya also returned to the city.
Jiang Ming and Song Qiao discussed having Zhao Xiaohui work at her father's company. At the time, she didn't consider anything else, always thinking that helping Zhao Xiaoya was also helping Jiang Ming, so that he could save face in front of his classmates.
After leaving his home, Jiang Ming went to a hotel called Qixi.
After finding the room Zhao Xiaoya had booked, he entered and saw her wearing a business dress, revealing her sexy, shapely buttocks. Jiang Ming immediately hugged her, his desire surging uncontrollably.
"Why are you dressed so revealingly today? I don't want other people to see my wife's fair thighs."
Jiang Ming used his body to support Zhao Xiaoya.
Zhao Xiaoya deliberately dodged away, smiling foolishly: "I'm not going to work this afternoon, I'll wear it for you to see."
Jiang Ming's eyes widened as he asked, "What are you going to do if you're not going to work? I have things to do today, so I can't stay with you!"
"Isn't the housing project from the city construction company about to be completed? Hurry up and find a way to get me one, so I can take care of you more easily!"
Zhao Xiaoya whispered in Jiang Ming's ear, "Let Ranran stay over for a couple of days this weekend too."
Zhao Xiaoya smelled wonderful, and Jiang Ming was momentarily confused: "Okay, the property certificate will be in your name later, I'll take care of it!"
Zhao Xiaoya dressed like this today because she wanted that house, hoping to seduce Jiang Ming into helping her get it.
“It’s not just about the house. You need to figure out a way to get that old man to give up as soon as possible, take over the company, and then we can do whatever we want. Song Qiao won’t have a chance to interfere.”
Jiang Ming ate the dishes on the table, all of which were his favorites. He picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put down his chopsticks.
"Sweetie, come here and sit over here!"
Zhao Xiaoya walked over and sat directly on his lap. As he ate, he touched his thigh. Jiang Ming suddenly had a whim and wanted to do something exciting in the room.
Zhao Xiaoya cooperated throughout, with her back to Jiang Ming, her hand on the wall, revealing her pale yellow panties.
The two men's voices attracted the attention of three young men in the next room.
"Damn, what's that sound? It sounds like they're doing *that*."
Is it right next door?
"Let's go take a look!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ming pulled Zhao Xiaoya's skirt and returned to the opposite table.
The boy next door opened his door, looked around, then turned back and went back to his room.
After the boy sat down, he kept thinking that Jiang Ming looked familiar and whether he had seen him somewhere before, but after thinking for a while, he had to give up.
When Jiang Ming and Zhao Xiaoya came out of the room, she had a men's shirt tied around her waist.
Although it was late autumn and a bit chilly, Jiang Ming tied his shirt around Zhao Xiaoya's waist so that she wouldn't be seen by others.
Once inside the car, Zhao Xiaoya unbuttoned her top and handed it to Jiang Ming.
"Honey, are we still going to the hotel?"
"Go! I'm going to have a good time today!"
Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhao Xiaoya looked at him and said, "After I've served you, I won't go to the company. If the old man asks me, you can cover for me."
"Don't worry, I can make this decision even if it takes a month, let alone just an afternoon."
"really?"
Zhao Xiaoya's parents called her from her hometown, saying that her cousin in the south had returned and asked her to come home. The round trip would take at least a week, so she wanted Jiang Ming to write her a note.
"Is this even a lie? Once I become the chairman of the urban construction company, my wife won't even need to go to work."
Jiang Ming's words immediately reminded Zhao Xiaoya of Song Qiao. Wasn't it because Song Qiao didn't work that she gave her a chance?
"I can't bear to leave you alone at the company. I don't trust anyone to take care of you, whether it's in your life or at work."
Jiang Ming smiled and said, "My Xiaoya still loves me the most."
Zhao Xiaoya's nickname is Huihui, and her daughter is also named Huihui. They are homophones but different characters, which shows that she deliberately wanted to annoy Song Qiao.
Whenever Jiang Ming calls out "Huihui, Huihui," it's as if he's calling her.
Jiang Ming drove the BMW that Song Qiao's parents had given her as part of her dowry; at the time, it was the most expensive car available.
"We're here! Let's stay at this hotel."
They never booked rooms at the same hotel, precisely because they were afraid of being seen and told, which would bring Song Jianguo the end of his good days.
The two got out of the car together. Zhao Xiaoya went in first, while Jiang Ming went to book a room.
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