Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 238 Dilraba's Hesitation, Jiang Qing's Promise
The next morning at six o'clock, light slanted through the gaps in the curtains and fell obliquely on the dark carpet of the Four Seasons Hotel's penthouse suite.

A faint scent of roses lingered in the air, mixed with an indescribable, intimate aroma.

In a hazy state, Reba was awakened by a strange sense of satisfaction and a feeling of weakness all over her body.

The moment she regained consciousness, those intense images from last night, so vivid they made her scalp tingle, flooded her mind like a tidal wave.

From her slipping into the room wrapped in a coat, to her deliberate teasing by the French windows, to her indulgence on the sofa, and finally to their passionate entanglement on the big bed in the bedroom...

Every detail is so clear it's almost blinding.

Her cheeks instantly burned, and she instinctively buried herself deeper into the warm, firm embrace beside her, almost wanting to hide herself away.

What kind of honest and dull science student?

What kind of gentle and refined AI genius?

What kind of elegant double PhD?

It's all an illusion!

It's practically a human-shaped bull!
She felt the steady heartbeat against her back and the strong, muscular arm wrapped around her waist, and couldn't help but grumble to herself.

This guy's energy was frighteningly abundant, like an insatiable perpetual motion machine. He tormented her for most of the night before finally letting her go to sleep.

Looking back now, I realize that my little fishing tricks were utterly insignificant in the face of his absolute power.

She carefully and very slowly turned her body slightly to the side, holding her breath as she observed the still-sleeping man up close.

In the soft light of the early morning, Jiang Qing's sleeping face appeared exceptionally peaceful, devoid of the all-knowing sharpness and subtle detachment she possessed when awake.

Thick eyelashes cast a light shadow under the eyes, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the jawline is clear and smooth.

He was sleeping soundly, his breathing even and deep.

No matter how many times she saw that face, it would make her heart beat faster involuntarily.

Reba's gaze traced his features closely, her thoughts drifting away involuntarily.

A 26-year-old double PhD from the University of Science and Technology of China, he founded Wuwen Technology from scratch, which is now valued at nearly 20 billion yuan. He is a world-renowned AI genius, chatting with industry giants and discussing the future in lectures at top universities...

His life story is so dazzling it seems unreal.

Not to mention his effortless confidence when speaking eloquently on stage, his ease in the world of fame and fortune, and his singing voice that rivals that of professional singers on stage...

Oh, by the way, he's also a very good cook.

Her motive for approaching him at the Tencent Pictures annual press conference was crystal clear.

What is the entertainment industry?
Today you may be the center of attention and a top celebrity, but tomorrow you might be swept away by the next generation.

She may seem to be living a glamorous life, but the higher you climb, the colder it gets. Without a strong backer and a constant stream of top-tier resources, how long can she hold onto that top position?
Jiang Qing is undoubtedly the most perfect and promising guarantee she can get her hands on.

Young, powerful, with a clean background, and connected to her circle.

Last night's events were less a matter of passion and more a tacit "contractual agreement" between two intelligent people who, fueled by alcohol, an ambiguous atmosphere, and their strong attraction to each other, reached a kind of "contractual agreement."

She initially thought it was just a mutually beneficial transaction, a rational investment.

but……

Reba refocused her gaze on Jiang Qing's face, her fingertips tracing his brow bone in the air with a slight distance between them.

Deep within my heart, a strange stirring began to grow quietly, like a vine.

She found herself... becoming somewhat infatuated with this man who was four years younger than her.

It's not just because of the resources and power he represents, but also because of him as a person.

This realization made her feel a little uneasy, yet also secretly sweet.

Just then, the arms around her waist tightened suddenly, and a hoarse, nasal voice, as if just waking up, sounded above her head.

"Have you seen enough?"

Reba was startled. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but her long eyelashes trembled nervously.

A low laugh resonated from her chest; Jiang Qing had clearly seen through her trick.

He opened his eyes, still misty from just waking up, but his sharp, clear mind quickly returned.

He lowered his head and gently rubbed his chin against the top of her soft hair, his voice carrying the lazy, magnetic quality unique to the early morning.

"You were so bold last night, and now you're shy?"

"Who, who's shy!"

Reba suddenly opened her eyes and tried to remain calm as she retorted, but her flushed cheeks and evasive eyes betrayed her.

Jiang Qing smiled but didn't expose her. He simply tightened his arms, pulling her closer into his embrace, and placed a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead with his warm lips.

Good morning, Ms. Reba.

This simple and natural kiss carried an intimate sense of possession, instantly soothing Dilraba's slight awkwardness.

She relaxed and snuggled closer to him, muttering softly.

"Good morning~"

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of sleepy innocence.

The two embraced quietly, neither of them speaking, enjoying the rare tranquility of the early morning.

Golden rays of sunlight moved slowly across the carpet, while tiny dust particles floated in the air.

Dilraba's fingers unconsciously traced circles on the fabric of his pajamas, while Jiang Qing gently stroked her smooth back.

After cuddling for a while, Jiang Qing gently patted her back.

"Time to get up. Shall I call for breakfast?"

"Ah."

Reba responded, but remained still, her head still resting in his arms.

Jiang Qing shook his head and chuckled, looking down at her.

"What? Is Teacher Dilraba... still not satisfied?"

Reba playfully punched him, the force soft and weak.

"Nonsense! It's just... I don't really want to move."

She paused, then looked up at him with her watery eyes, a hint of probing in them.

"You...you're going back to Luyang today?"

"Yes, the flight is at ten o'clock."

Jiang Qing nodded, looking at her calmly.

The air seemed to quiet down for a moment.

Those unspoken questions about "relationships," "the future," and "resources" hung like a thin veil between the two.

Dilraba opened her mouth as if to say something, but then felt that saying anything in the current atmosphere would be too out of place and would make her seem too eager for quick success.

Although she went all out last night, her inherent pride remained.

Jiang Qing understood her thoughts at a glance.

He raised his hand and gently stroked her smooth, delicate cheek with his fingertips, the gesture carrying a hint of soothing.

His gaze was focused, without the slightest hesitation.

"Reba".

He called her name, his voice not loud, but carrying a heavy sense of promise.

"As long as I am here."

He paused, each word perfectly clear.

"You will never lack resources. The movies you want to act in, the stages you want to perform on, the endorsements you want to get... as long as you want them and as long as they are suitable, they will all be yours."

There were no flowery words, no exaggerated guarantees, and not even any specific mention of the word "relationship".

But these words, straightforward and powerful, fell like a boulder, striking precisely where Dilraba cared most and needed the most security.

Her career, her top-tier status.

This was his answer, and also the unspoken message they shared.

Reba's heart skipped a beat, followed by a huge sense of relief.

She looked into his deep and open eyes, where there was no condescension, no condescension, only a promise that was taken for granted based on strength and control.

She even felt that this was more moving than those empty vows of eternal love.

"you……"

Her throat tightened, and all her words were reduced to a single, rising tone at the end, tinged with a hint of coquetry.

"You said it! Don't regret it!"

"A gentleman's word."

Jiang Qing smiled and pinched the tip of her nose.

"Hurry up and whip your horse!"

Reba immediately chimed in, her face finally breaking into a bright and radiant smile, like a fully blooming rose, radiant with the amazing glow of being thoroughly refreshed the night before.

She leaned in and planted a loud kiss on his lips. "Mua~ This is a reward for you!"

"Isn't this reward a bit perfunctory?"

Jiang Qing raised an eyebrow, making a move to deepen the kiss.

Reba laughed and dodged away, slipping out of his arms like a nimble fish, her bare feet stepping onto the soft carpet.

"Get up! I'm hungry!"

She stretched, her graceful curves revealed in the morning light. Her mint green dress had long been discarded in the corner, and now she was only wearing Jiang Qing's oversized men's T-shirt, the hem barely covering her buttocks, revealing a pair of straight and slender legs.

Jiang Qing lingered admiringly on her for a moment before smiling, lifting the covers, and getting up.

"What would you like to eat? Cantonese dim sum?"

"Okay!"

Reba happily agreed and walked lightly towards the bathroom.

At 6:30, the round table in the suite's dining room was filled with exquisite Cantonese dim sum.

The dishes included translucent shrimp dumplings, soft and chewy chicken feet with black bean sauce, fragrant honey-glazed char siu buns, crispy durian pastries, and two bowls of steaming hot fish congee.

Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere that made you want to take a nap.

The two sat facing each other, quietly eating their breakfast.

The atmosphere was relaxed and natural, lacking the ambiguity and excitement of last night, but filled with a tacit understanding as if they had known each other for a long time.

Reba sipped her porridge, occasionally stealing glances at the man across from her who was eating slowly and methodically.

He was wearing a simple white shirt, the sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms, and one button undone at the collar. The morning sunlight outlined his clear jawline and angular profile.

This ordinary, homely scene made her feel even more tender-hearted than the madness of the previous night.

"What are you looking at so intently?"

Jiang Qing put down her spoon, looked up at her, and smiled.

Dilraba wasn't embarrassed when she was caught; instead, she casually and openly confessed while resting her chin on her hand.

"You look good. President Jiang is a walking embodiment of masculinity in a suit, and in a white shirt... well, he's a perfect family man."

She blinked, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

Jiang Qing smiled and handed her a tissue.

"You have some porridge on your lips. This is a reminder from your good husband to pay attention to your image, you big star."

Dilraba subconsciously licked the corner of her mouth, but missed, and looked somewhat bewildered.

Jiang Qing leaned over and gently wiped her lips with a tissue.

"here."

His movements were natural, with an intimate and casual feel.

This small gesture brought a sweet feeling to Dilraba's heart.

She watched as Jiang Qing withdrew his hand and continued to leisurely drink his porridge, while she herself lowered her head and stirred the porridge in her bowl, but couldn't help but smile.

As breakfast was nearing its end, Dilraba's phone, which was resting on the table, lit up briefly; it was a schedule reminder from her assistant.

She picked up her phone and glanced at it quickly, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

"Is something wrong?"

Jiang Qing keenly noticed the change in her expression.

"Ah."

Dilraba put down her phone, her tone tinged with helplessness.

"I have a brand event this afternoon and need to rush back to Shanghai. I have to go to the airport soon."

Jiang Qing nodded in understanding.

"I'll have Chen Duo arrange a car to take you."

"No need for that."

Dilraba waved her hand.

"My assistant and driver are waiting downstairs."

She paused, looking at Jiang Qing with deep reluctance in her eyes, and her voice softened.

"I really don't want to leave... I haven't had enough time here yet."

Jiang Qing felt a warmth in her heart as she looked at the rare, girlish expression she had shown.

He reached out across the table and took her hand, which was resting on the tabletop, his warm palm enveloping her slightly cool fingertips.

"There is ample time."

He looked at her and said only four simple words.

These four words, however, acted as a reassuring pill.

Dilraba grabbed his large hand and squeezed it hard, a sly smile returning to her face.

"It's a deal then, next time... I want to stay even longer!"

"it is good."

Jiang Qing agreed, a indulgent smile in her eyes.

In about ten minutes, Dilraba was dressed and ready again.

She changed into a low-key black fitted dress, with a beige long trench coat on top. Sunglasses and a mask completely covered her highly recognizable face, and she returned to her powerful and charismatic top female celebrity look, only with a touch of languid charm in her eyes, as if she had been well-nourished.

She stood at the door of the suite and looked back one last time at Jiang Qing, who was standing in the entryway.

"I'm leaving."

The sound came through the mask, sounding a bit muffled.

"Well, be careful on the road."

Jiang Qing nodded with a smile.

Dilraba stepped forward and quickly planted a kiss on Jiang Qing's cheek through her mask.

Remember to think of me!

Before Jiang Qing could react, she darted out like a graceful butterfly, leaving behind only a faint scent of rose perfume.

The door closed gently, shutting out the outside world.

Jiang Qing stood there for a few seconds, feeling the lingering scent in the air and the barely perceptible warmth on her cheek through the fabric.

He shook his head, but his eyes held a gentleness he himself was unaware of.

She turned around, walked back to the living room, picked up her phone, and saw a WeChat chat window lying quietly on the screen. The contact name was "Jing Tian".

The latest message is a location address, which is Zhuyunxuan, a high-end tea house in a quiet and secluded spot in the city center, and the time is set for 7:30.

At this point, there were less than thirty minutes left until the agreed time.

Jiang Qing did not set off immediately.

He walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the bustling street scene of Shenzhen in the early morning.

The sunlight had become quite dazzling, and the traffic flowed like a shimmering river on the overpass.

Last night, Reba's captivating charm and bold passion flashed through my mind, along with the shy yet infatuated look in her eyes when she woke up this morning.

This thorny rose was more passionate and more interesting than he had expected.

As for Jing Tian...

This woman, a woman of great wealth and beauty, had no prior connection with him, yet she deliberately followed him during the banquet and requested a private meeting. Her words were earnest, her expression solemn, and she even carried a hint of barely perceptible anxiety.

What is she asking for?

He picked up the dark gray suit jacket draped over the back of the sofa and put it on neatly, then straightened his shirt collar.

His tall figure was reflected in the full-length mirror, and his eyes had regained their usual calm and composure.

A moment later, Jiang Qing walked out of the Four Seasons Hotel lobby alone.

Chen Duo had already parked a discreet black sedan at the entrance and was standing by the car door waving at him.

"President Jiang, shall we go to Zhuyunxuan?"

Chen Duo opened the car door for him.

"Ah."

Jiang Qing sat in the back seat, and Chen Duo helped him close the car door before getting into the driver's seat.

Soon, the car smoothly merged into the traffic and headed towards the city center.

Jiang Qing leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes to rest, and unconsciously tapped her fingers lightly on her knees.

Jing Tian...

This mysterious actress, with incredible resources, yet always hovering on the fringes of the inner workings of fame and fortune, suddenly approached him. It seems she's encountered some trouble that neither she nor the forces behind her can resolve.
Moreover, she seemed to think that he could help her with this problem, perhaps in his area of ​​expertise?
I'm rather curious.

(End of this chapter)