Chapter 20 “Where did she touch?”

Jiang Yao is good at mathematical thinking and can count cards. He is famous for being invincible at the card table. Tonight, he rarely lost a round and was surrounded by a group of eager people, accepting the punishment of tickling.

Amy, as the winner, carried the hope of revenge for the whole village, vowing to get back her capital in one go, and didn’t show any mercy when she started.

Jiang Yao laughed until tears came out. Just as he couldn’t stand it and slapped Amy’s hand away, he saw the light in the entrance corridor come on.

He raised his eyes half a beat slow, and between the flickering of drunkenness and tears, a tall figure appeared in his vision.

The person was under the light, but there was a kind of starkness against the light.

It wasn’t until the other party walked into the living room, everyone stopped their frolicking, their expressions became shocked or inquisitive, that he realized that it was Duan Zhuxian who had returned.

Duan Zhuxian stopped two meters away, no longer approaching the chaos in the center of the living room. He just stood there immaculately, still with that refined, well-dressed elite look, except for a slight fatigue between his brows.

“What are you doing?”

He asked Jiang Yao, who was sitting on the sofa, with an unflappable tone, but the premise was to ignore the slightly dark expression on his face.

Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment.

He felt like something was wrong…

He squinted his slightly drunk eyes, carefully looked at Duan Zhuxian’s face, and suddenly widened his eyes.

Duan Zhuxian’s reaction, why does it seem a bit like a man who comes home at night and catches his fiancé having a wild party in the marriage house?

With such a comparison, Jiang Yao was half sobered up by the shock.

In the afternoon, he did indeed hold a bit of a confrontational attitude towards Duan Zhuxian, which is why he brought all these people that Duan Zhuxian looked down upon to his home, wanting to cure Duan Zhuxian’s false aloofness.

But when his anger subsided, he felt that his move was really not clever.

Duan Zhuxian, that thousand-year-old demon, would not be fooled. After all, what Duan Zhuxian wanted was surface work, just to show others. When the door was closed, they were actually unrelated.

For this reason, he even reflected a little, why does he tend to act childish whenever he encounters something related to Duan Zhuxian.

But he never expected that this provocation, which he had originally deemed useless, would have an unexpected effect.

Eighty percent is the control desire of the superior at work, or perhaps he is usually held too high and can’t stand being cuckolded in person.

Thinking back to the quarrel at noon, Duan Zhuxian misunderstood that he was having a wild time at the club. Jiang Yao slightly rearranged the motive for making Duan Zhuxian angry, and suddenly felt a little bit of satisfaction in his heart.

He usually appears bright and composed, but isn’t he just like an ordinary man who would be upset for this kind of thing?

“As you can see.”

Jiang Yao lazily scattered the cards in his hand on the table, and raised his eyebrows. With his left hand holding a beauty, and his right hand pinching a glass of red wine to his lips, like a playboy lingering in the flowers.

It’s a bit exaggerated.

But it works.

Duan Zhuxian’s face visibly darkened a few shades.

The plot is rapidly developing in the direction he expected.

“You won’t let me go to the club, so I had to invite them to play at home.”

The smell of alcohol surged up, and Jiang Yao’s playfulness became more and more intense, with a face of “look how much I uphold male virtue”.

He even raised his wine glass to Duan Zhuxian and said confidently, “Mr. Duan, aren’t you tired standing there? Why don’t you come over for a drink?”

Duan Zhuxian ignored him, glanced at the others, and said calmly, “I have something to discuss with Jiang Yao, I’ll arrange a car to send you all back first.”

Everyone present was a smart person, and they had heard more or less about Duan Zhuxian, a business elite born from a world-class prestigious school, an outstanding young entrepreneur in Lingbei, a cover figure of Economic Weekly, the youngest vice president of Huayan Group, the most promising successor to take over Huayan, a young master with a face value comparable to a star… The titles were as many as the names of dishes.

In addition to being shocked, the few of them didn’t even dare to breathe, they felt like they had a sword hanging over their heads, and they were eating melons(gossips) crazily without blinking.

Especially Amy, she had been curious all night, she couldn’t imagine at all, there was a man who could tame such a wild and unruly young master like Jiang Yao, she even guessed whether the other party would be a strong man like Tyson, who speaks with his fists.

Until she saw this legendary Mr. Duan, everything seemed to make sense.

Hearing the eviction order from the other male host, they woke up like a dream, they all got up like springs, hurriedly said goodbye to Jiang Yao, and ran faster than rabbits.

Jiang Yao didn’t stop them, he leaned on the sofa and took a sip of wine calmly, thinking to himself that they were a bunch of cowards, afraid of being eaten by Duan Zhuxian.

Before Amy left, she took one last look at Jiang Yao, her eyes full of the word “take care”, but unfortunately Jiang Yao didn’t care, at this moment all his attention was on Duan Zhuxian.

He squinted his eyes without changing his expression, his gaze followed Duan Zhuxian’s figure, watching Duan Zhuxian follow them to the door, and then watched Duan Zhuxian make a phone call to the driver to drive people away.

After driving everyone away, Duan Zhuxian picked up his suit jacket and went straight upstairs, without even leaving a glance for him.

??

What’s next?

Jiang Yao, who was sitting on the sofa watching the drama, had a question mark in his mind.

He was still waiting for Duan Zhuxian to trouble him.

Alright, if the mountain won’t come to him, he will go to the mountain.

At this moment, Jiang Yao was in a good mood, not caring about anything, and with a full body of alcohol, he swayed to the door of Duan Zhuxian’s bedroom, leaned against the door, and made a “bang” sound.

“Mr. Duan, what do you want to talk to me about? It’s not necessary to drive all my people away, is it?”

“It’s late, it’s time to end it.”

Duan Zhuxian was facing him sideways, his voice and tone were as usual, without any ups and downs.

“You say it’s over and it’s over?” Jiang Yao pouted, “The long night is so boring.”

Duan Zhuxian didn’t speak, he twisted his neck to loosen his tie, and finally turned his head to look at the table next to him.

“I brought it for you, come and get it yourself.”

Jiang Yao was stimulated by this commanding tone, he frowned and glanced, and then he was stunned.

There was a light green paper bag on the table, with “daydream” written on it.

Looking through the hollow plastic film, there was a cake inside, with snow-white cream adorned with bright red strawberries.

The design was not innovative, but it was exactly the same as the “Hidden Affection” that he had eaten eight years ago.

It was this moment of stupor that Jiang Yao’s thinking slowed down, but his legs were already eager to stride forward, as if attracted by some spectacle, he hurriedly walked a few steps forward, not noticing the corner of the carpet lifted under his feet.

The next second, he stepped on a landmine accurately.

Jiang Yao exclaimed “Damn”, and fell solidly.

Fortunately, Duan Zhuxian was just diagonally opposite, with a slight stretch of his hand, he hooked his unbalanced body, pressed his palm on his waist, and easily brought him to his chest to stabilize him.

Jiang Yao was still in shock from the cake, and then suddenly encountered an accident. He didn’t care about the embarrassment of “throwing himself into his arms”, slightly lowered his head, and said to Duan Zhuxian in a rarely soft tone, “Thank you.”

However, he waited for a while, and the long and strong arm was still around his waist, as if it had no intention of letting go.

??

He subconsciously raised his head, and unexpectedly came face to face with Duan Zhuxian, their gazes silently colliding.

This was the first time that he had looked so closely into these eyes that he had tried for many years, but had never successfully entered.

In the moment when their breaths intertwined, he even clearly saw a thin layer of gloom pressing on the surface, like cracking ice.

But what was more obvious was the surging under the darkness.

And his bewildered expression was reflected in it, about to be swallowed by the dark tide.

Jiang Yao was startled, and he didn’t care about acting anymore. The instinct of a creature to seek benefits and avoid harm prompted him to push the man in front of him.

But he didn’t push him.

“What are you doing? You…” he raised his voice to ask, but the rest of his words were choked back by the cold air he inhaled.

Duan Zhuxian was holding him with one hand, while the other hand had slipped into his clothes.

Along the spine, his fingertips moved up a dozen centimeters, then returned the same way, eventually coming to rest on the most sensitive part of his lower back.

The metal cufflink was pressed against his skin, which was heated by the alcohol, making Jiang Yao shiver from the cold.

“Where did she touch just now?”

Duan Zhuxian asked in a low voice next to his ear, then pressed hard on the soft flesh of his waist.

“Was it here?”