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

Chapter 318 Talk is cheap and action is not enough

Two hours later, only one bedside lamp was on in the master bedroom of the suite, casting a dim and soft light that divided the spacious space into areas of interwoven warmth and darkness.

The air was still filled with the lingering fragrance of roses, mixed with the languid, warm scent of roses emanating from Dilraba.

On the spacious double bed, Reba nestled like a lazy Persian cat in Jiang Qing's arms, her cheek pressed against his warm chest, where she could clearly hear his steady and powerful heartbeat.

She was only casually draped with a corner of a thin blanket, her smooth back gleaming delicately in the dim light, her beautiful shoulder and neck lines disappearing deeper into the blanket.

A long, firm leg straddled Jiang Qing's legs, her entire body almost dominating half of his, displaying an intimate yet domineering possessive posture.

Jiang Qing closed his eyes, one hand loosely resting on her lower back, his fingertips unconsciously caressing her smooth skin, his other arm behind his head, his chest rising and falling slightly with his breath, and a hint of post-coital relaxation in his eyes.

The bedroom was quiet, with only the sound of their breathing.

"Hello~"

Reba's voice was a little hoarse, as if it had been sanded. She didn't look up, but just rubbed her nose against his chest.

"Ask you something."

"Ok?"

Jiang Qing responded with a sound of agreement, her eyes still closed.

"That 'Prosecution' document..."

Reba raised her head, resting her chin on his chest, her eyes, which shone brightly even in the dim light, staring intently at his face so close to hers.

"When I took it down, were you behind me... um, did you give me a push?"

She asked directly, her eyes filled with inquiry and a hint of expectation.

For a serious drama like "Public Prosecution," she has absolutely no advantage, and Jiaxing Media is unlikely to offer her any assistance.

However, she landed the lead role very easily, so there's only one possible explanation.

Someone helped her, and that person could only be the man in front of her.

Jiang Qing slowly opened her eyes and looked down to meet her bright gaze.

The dim light in the bedroom made his eyes appear exceptionally deep.

"I heard you're trying to win it over."

He spoke casually, as if he were talking about something trivial, and gently patted her waist with the hand that was on her back.

"I just said hello casually."

He paused and added.

"It mainly depends on whether you are suitable and capable; otherwise, it won't matter if you make a request."

Dilraba couldn't help but curl her lips upwards, like a kitten that had stolen a treat.

Her heart felt as if it were being soaked in warm honey water, so sweet it was almost overwhelming.

This man did something and then downplayed it so much.

"Oh~"

She dragged out the tone, deliberately teasing.

"So it was President Jiang doing a good deed anonymously? I thought it was some kind of divine intervention."

Jiang Qing chuckled softly at her teasing tone. Reba, nestled against his chest, could clearly feel the pleasant resonance within him.

"What, you're not satisfied?"

He raised an eyebrow and lightly pinched the soft flesh on her side with his fingers.

"I'm very satisfied, extremely satisfied!"

Reba giggled, twisting her waist to dodge his "attack," then leaned back down, her tone serious.

"You wouldn't believe it, but I'm actually... quite anxious."

She sighed softly, her fingers unconsciously tracing circles on Jiang Qing's chest.

"I'm almost thirty. I can't keep playing the naive and sweet characters in idol dramas or the fairy in historical romance dramas, right? The audience will get tired of it, and I'm tired of playing those roles myself. I want to play some more profound and challenging roles. I want to change my image."

She paused, her tone tinged with helplessness.

“But our company… Jiaxing, as you know, has limited resources. For truly good, in-depth projects, they simply don’t prioritize artists like us who come from idol dramas. Even if they do offer us roles, they’re mostly supporting characters. If they find a script for me, nine times out of ten it’s still a historical or modern romance drama, pretty much the same.”

Jiang Qing listened quietly, his hand gently stroking her smooth back with a soothing touch.

He could sense a hint of helplessness in her words.

"That……"

He hesitated for a moment, carefully considering his question.

"Have you considered leaving Jaywalk Studio? With your current status and influence, there must be quite a few big companies wanting to sign you. Or, why not start your own business?"

Jiang Qing turned his head and looked intently into her eyes.

"If needed, I can help you make connections or provide some start-up resources."

Dilraba met his calm and serious gaze, and felt a warmth in her heart.

She knew he wasn't just saying it casually; he genuinely had the ability and was willing to pave the way for her.

She was silent for a few seconds, then slowly shook her head, a complex smile on her face, tinged with gratitude.

"never mind."

She shook her head slightly.

“Jaywalk... Although its resources can't keep up with my ambitions, it was also the platform that gave me the opportunity to get to where I am today. Without Jaywalk, there might not be the Dilraba I am today. My contract has less than two years left, so let's finish it peacefully. When the contract ends, I won't renew it. There's no need to tear each other apart now; let's both save face.”

Her words exuded a carefree spirit.

After listening, a hint of appreciation flashed in Jiang's eyes.

"Yes, I respect your decision."

He nodded and said no more.

Since she already has a plan, he will not overstep his bounds.

Reba seemed to feel a bit tired from talking while lying down, so she suddenly supported her upper body with her hands on his firm chest.

The thin blanket slipped off, instantly exposing large expanses of snow-white skin and alluring curves to the cool air, which shimmered with a lustrous glow under the dim wall lamp.

She paid no heed to the sudden glimpse of spring, her thick, seaweed-like black hair falling down with her movements, a few strands brushing against Jiang Qing's neck and chest, bringing a slight tickle.

Reba looked down at him.

"but!"

She changed the subject, her tone becoming more serious.

"If I ever encounter something as unpleasant as 'The Long Ballad' from last year again, I'm not doing it again!"

Jiang Qing's gaze lingered uncontrollably for a moment on her exposed upper body before he turned his attention back to her words.

"The Ballad of Everlasting Sorrow?"

He frowned slightly. He knew about the drama; it starred Dilraba Dilmurat and was quite popular. However, he didn't pay much attention to the details of the entertainment industry's disputes.

"The makeup and styling were terrible!"

Dilraba gets angry just thinking about it, and her beautiful brows furrow.

"I'm supposed to be a princess from the Tang Dynasty, but they gave me two wispy bangs, like I offended the stylist! And the plot, towards the end, they kept adding scenes for the second male and female leads, practically squeezing out the main storyline! What's most infuriating is that they made me subtly and overtly promote Zhao Lusi! Why should I? I worked so hard to play the female lead, and in the end, her marketing stole all the limelight, as if she were the main character! I'm practically doing all the work for someone else!"

She grew angrier as she spoke, her full breasts rising and falling with her breath, tracing a breathtaking arc in the light and shadow.

Jiang Qing listened quietly. Although he didn't know the specific details, he instantly understood most of the common tactics used in the entertainment industry to promote newcomers and step on old ones when the keywords "adding scenes," "raising stars," "poor makeup and styling," and "doing the work for others" were combined.

Looking at the person in front of her, puffed up with anger, her bright eyes were full of grievance and resentment, like a little leopard whose territory had been taken away.

He reached out and gently stroked her cheeks, which were slightly flushed with excitement. His fingertips, with a soothing touch, brushed across her brow.

"I will not do it again."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a heavy weight.

"With me here, I will never let you suffer such injustice again."

This brief promise, like a red-hot branding iron, instantly burned into the deepest part of Dilraba's heart.

All the grievances, resentment, and anger seemed to be smoothed out by this short sentence.

A huge surge of warmth rushed up and instantly broke through all her defenses.

Her nose tingled, and her eyes instantly felt hot.

She suddenly bent down, with an almost reverent force, quickly finding her target. Jiang Qing wrapped his arms around her waist, responding to her passion.

Both of them were breathing somewhat unsteadily.

Reba propped herself up, looking down at him with her eyes sparkling and glistening with tears. The emotion she had just felt had transformed into a seductive allure tinged with a desire to conquer.

A captivating smile curved her lips, her eyes piercing Jiang Qing's gaze like tiny hooks.

"Mr. Jiang..."

Her voice was soft and alluring, with a seductive husky quality.

"Talking without doing is not enough."

As she spoke, her slender fingers slowly slid down her swan-like neck, her fingertips lightly brushing against her delicate collarbone, and then... she suddenly raised her hand, sweeping all her long hair back and gathering it over one shoulder.

This movement instantly revealed her graceful neckline, rounded shoulders, and large expanses of snow-white skin to Jiang Qing without reservation.

She slightly puffed out her chest, her full curves almost bursting out.

After doing all this, she looked at him with a provocative yet alluring gaze, her red lips slightly parted, offering a silent invitation.

Jiang Qing's eyes instantly became incredibly deep, like two dark flames burning within them.

He tightened his grip on her waist with his other hand, and pulled her back towards him.

He leaned close to her ear and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"As you wish."

The moment the words were spoken, a new round of barrier-free communication began under the dim light.

Dilraba's passion is like a fiery passion, like an exotic rose blooming in the dark night, responding to his weighty promise with her captivating beauty.

The darkness of night surged, completely engulfing the two of them.

The next morning, just after seven o'clock.

Jiang Qing's biological clock woke him up precisely on time.

He opened his eyes, his consciousness quickly snapping out of his slumber, but regaining its clarity in a moment.

The spot beside me was empty, leaving only a slight indentation in the pillow and a faint, almost imperceptible scent of roses in the air, proving that last night was not a beautiful dream.

Jiang Qing sat up and habitually rubbed his temples to dispel the last trace of sleepiness.

His gaze swept over the empty space beside him, then over the slightly messy bed, and the intense scenes from last night flashed through his mind.

He threw back the covers, got out of bed, and walked barefoot onto the soft carpet toward the bathroom.

The cool water washed over my body, taking away the last bit of languor.

After washing up and changing into a clean shirt and trousers, he went into the living room.

On the coffee table, his phone screen was lit up, displaying an unread message from "Reba".

Jiang Qing picked up her phone and unlocked it with her fingerprint.

A photo pops up on the screen.

The background of the photo is clearly the master bedroom of this suite, with the light being the clear, cool white of early morning.

In the center of the image, he lies on his side in the dark bed, his eyes closed, clearly still fast asleep.

In the foreground of the photo is Dilraba's bright and radiant smile.

She was very close, taking up most of the frame.

Her face was bare of makeup, her skin glowing in the morning light, and her long, black hair was loosely draped, with a few strands playfully brushing against her cheeks.

She smiled at the camera with her eyes crinkling like a child who had secretly eaten honey, the upward curve of her lips revealing a hint of smugness.

Below the photo is a line of text:
"He's so handsome even while asleep! Successfully snapped a picture! (*^▽^*) Off I go, catching my flight~ See you next time, my big shot~"

It also ends with a playful wink emoji.

Jiang Qing's gaze lingered on the candid photo for a few seconds, and as he looked at her bright and flamboyant smile, the corners of his lips involuntarily curved upwards.

He tapped the screen with his finger and replied with four words.

"Have a safe trip."

Even after putting down his phone, a slight smile lingered on his lips.

He walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the capital city, which was gradually waking up in the morning.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting golden glints on the glass facades of skyscrapers, while traffic began to converge into a shimmering river on the elevated highway.

A moment later, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Qing turned around, walked to the entrance, and opened the door.

Outside the door, Chen Duo had already tidied himself up and stood at the door looking energetic.

"Good morning, Mr. Jiang."

Chen Duo greeted him with a smile and handed him a paper bag.

"Your breakfast is soy milk and vegetarian buns, as you instructed yesterday."

"Ah."

Jiang Qing took the paper bag and stepped aside to let him in.

"The car is ready downstairs. The traffic to Xiaomi Science and Technology Park is green, and it should take about forty minutes."

"it is good."

Jiang Qing carried the breakfast to the coffee table in the living room and deftly untied the bag.

"Have you eaten?"

"I've already eaten, Mr. Jiang."

"Chen Duo replied with a smile.

Jiang Qing nodded, said no more, picked up a still warm vegetarian bun, took a bite, and quickly and efficiently finished her breakfast with soy milk.

Breakfast was finished in about five minutes.

Jiang Qing took a tissue and wiped her mouth and fingers, then casually tidied up the trash.

"Let's go."

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

"Ok."

Chen Duo responded and opened the door ahead of time.

The two stepped out of the suite, the door closing gently behind them, shutting out all the romance and tenderness of the previous night.

The elevator descended smoothly, and the numbers kept changing.

Jiang Qing stood in the middle, her posture upright, her gaze calmly fixed on the gleaming elevator door in front of her.

With a soft "ding," the elevator arrived at the lobby on the first floor.

As the door opened, the fresh, clean scent of the hotel lobby, mingled with a subtle fragrance, wafted out.

There weren't many early risers, making the place quiet and spacious.

The two walked across the gleaming marble floor toward the revolving door.

Outside, a discreet black sedan was quietly waiting under the hotel entrance.

When Zhou Zhengkai saw them come out, he immediately got out of the car and respectfully opened the back door.

Jiang Qing bent down and got into the car, Chen Duo got into the passenger seat, and Zhou Zhengkai got into the driver's seat.

The car door closed, shutting out the sounds from outside.

"Go to Xiaomi Science and Technology Park."

Jiang Qing's voice rang out in the quiet carriage, clear and steady.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Zhou Zhengkai responded and skillfully started the car.

The black sedan smoothly glided into the morning traffic of Beijing, heading towards the Xiaomi Science and Technology Park.

Outside the car window, the city's outline gradually became clear in the morning light.

A new day begins.

(End of this chapter)