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

Chapter 438 The nickname wasn't wrong, but the burden was unbearable.
Jiang Qing strolled back to the banquet hall, where he was once again enveloped by numerous burning gazes.

He seemed oblivious, his face once again displaying that gentle yet aloof social expression, nodding to each person who tried to strike up a conversation, but his steps did not falter.

His gaze swept across the room and he saw Zhang Jingyi standing with Fangfang, whispering something. Occasionally, she would look up in his direction, and when she saw him looking over, her eyes would ask questions.

Tian Xiwei and Li Yitong remained close together, whispering to each other with their heads touching. Tian Xiwei seemed to have completely recovered from her earlier gloom, her face beaming with a bright smile, showing no trace of her previous distress.

Dilraba was talking to a man who looked like a director, her demeanor elegant and composed.

He didn't approach anyone else. After making a phone call gesture to Zhang Jingyi, he walked towards Cao Guowei's location.

When Cao Guowei saw Jiang Qing approaching, he immediately smiled and stepped forward to greet him.

"President Jiang, it's windy on the terrace, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, just getting some fresh air."

Jiang Qing smiled and then took the initiative to talk to him about intelligent search.

He knew perfectly well that if he didn't come back soon, there would probably be a long queue on the terrace.

At this moment, Yang Mi also swayed her hips back to the banquet. She glanced in the direction of Jiang Qing, then flicked her long hair to the side of her face and walked casually toward Liu Sisi, who was talking to someone.

Many people believed that she had probably also run into a wall with Jiang Qing, and there was an undeniable schadenfreude in their exchanged glances.

Seeing that Jiang Qing was talking to Cao Guowei, no one dared to go forward and disturb them. The news about Tang Yan had already spread at the scene, and no one dared to risk offending Cao Guowei at this time.

Liu Yifei was having a lively conversation with a brand's Asia regional manager, but she kept glancing at Jiang Qing's movements out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that Yang Mi had suffered the same setback as her, she felt much more at ease.

In the tense atmosphere, time slowly passed.

Another half hour passed, and Jiang Qing raised his hand to look at his watch. Seeing that it was almost 11:30, he said goodbye to Cao Guowei.

Upon hearing this, Cao Guowei naturally dared not insist on keeping Jiang Qing; Jiang Qing's presence today was already a great honor.

"President Jiang is very busy, I understand. It's an honor that you could take time out of your busy schedule to come today! Let me see you out."

Jiang Qing nodded to a few acquaintances nearby, and then, accompanied by Cao Guowei and several Weibo executives, walked towards the exit of the banquet hall.

His departure, just as his entrance, drew the attention of the entire audience.

Many people were restless, especially the female celebrities who had not yet had a chance to speak with Jiang Qing; their faces showed undisguised disappointment.

But seeing that even celebrities like Liu Yifei and Yang Mi only stood at a distance and watched before Jiang Qing left, without going up to talk to her, he felt much more at ease.

That's right, that's Jiang Qing, how could she get close to her so easily?
Zhang Jingyi watched Jiang Qing's departing figure, her lips moved slightly, but in the end she didn't say anything, only a faint sense of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

She had naturally seen Jiang Qing's earlier gesture, but since they hadn't seen each other for a long time, she still wanted to see him more, even if it was just from a distance.

Seeing this, Fangfang gently patted her arm and whispered words of comfort.

"Alright, it's good enough that we were able to talk today. There's plenty of time in the future."

Zhang Jingyi thought it made sense, and immediately smiled and nodded emphatically at her.

"you're right."

Tian Xiwei also saw Jiang Qing leave, pouted, and complained to Li Yitong in a low voice.

"Hey, that bastard, he left without even saying goodbye!"

Li Yitong chuckled and pinched her cheek.

"With so many people around, how can he greet you? Besides, don't you have his WeChat? Just ask him yourself."

Tian Xiwei snorted, but didn't actually take out her phone.

She understood, of course, but it was just a habitual grumbling.

Dilraba's gaze followed Jiang Qing's retreating figure until he disappeared through the doorway, then she slowly withdrew it, picked up her glass, and drank the remaining champagne, a smile playing on her lips, revealing no emotion.

Yang Mi stood not too far from the entrance, holding her phone, watching Jiang Qing leave, her heart still pounding.

The words "Wait for my message later" echoed repeatedly in her mind, making her both expectant and somewhat apprehensive.

Surrounded by Cao Guowei and others, Jiang Qing took the elevator directly to the underground parking lot.

A black sedan was already waiting there quietly, and Zhou Zhengkai stood beside it like a statue.

"President Jiang, please forgive us for the poor hospitality tonight."

Cao Guowei personally opened the car door for Jiang Qing, his face beaming as he spoke.

"Mr. Cao, you're too kind. Tonight's event was a great success."

Jiang Qing smiled and shook hands with him, then bent down and got into the car.

The car door closed, shutting out the outside world.

Zhou Zhengkai started the car smoothly and drove away slowly.

The car was very quiet, with only the faint sound of the air conditioning system.

Jiang Qing leaned back in the comfortable rear seat, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples.

Dealing with this kind of situation can be a bit troublesome.

He took out his phone, and the screen lit up, showing several unread messages.

There was a puffed-up cat emoji sent by Tian Xiwei, a concerned message from Zhang Jingyi asking him to let her know when he got to the hotel, a simple "goodnight" from Dilraba, and a joke from Li Yitong that he was "incredibly charming, causing all the beauties to swoon."

He glanced at it briefly and did not reply immediately.

I swiped my finger and found the newly added contact whose nickname was "M".

He opened the chat window, thought for a moment, and sent a question mark.

Less than a minute after the message was sent, my phone vibrated; a reply had arrived.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang. What are your instructions?"

It was followed by a cute, waiting emoji.

Jiang Qing stared at the screen, her face expressionless, her fingers rapidly tapping the screen.

Send me the hotel location and room number.

This time, the reply came even faster; the other party seemed to have been holding their phone and waiting.

A location and a string of numbers immediately appeared in the dialog box.

Jiang Qing glanced at it but did not reply.

He put away his phone, told Zhou Zhengkai in the front row the name of the hotel, and asked him to take a walk and get some fresh air before going over.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Zhou Zhengkai responded meticulously.

The neon lights outside the car window flashed across the window, casting flickering shadows on Jiang Qing's face.

He closed his eyes again, his face expressionless, only his fingertips tapping unconsciously on his knees.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in the underground parking lot of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

Jiang Qing did not keep Zhou Zhengkai waiting and told him to leave directly.

After getting off the bus, he thought for a moment, opened his phone, found another contact, and sent a message.

Since she's so enthusiastic, let's give her a chance.

Then, they took the elevator directly to Yang Mi's floor.

It was already past midnight. The corridor was covered with thick carpets, completely absorbing the sound of footsteps, and there was complete silence.

He found the corresponding door, but instead of ringing the doorbell, he raised his hand and knocked three times with his knuckles, neither too hard nor too soft.

Almost the instant the knocking sounded, the door was opened from the inside.

Yang Mi appeared behind the door.

She had changed out of her formal red dress and was now wearing a silk burgundy nightgown. The nightgown's belt was loosely tied around her waist, and the neckline was quite low, revealing a large expanse of fair skin and an eye-catching, deep cleavage.

The robe reached her knees, revealing a pair of straight and slender calves.

She removed the heavy makeup from the banquet, but still wore light makeup. Her eyebrows were neatly trimmed, and her eyeliner outlined the alluring contours of her fox-like eyes. She wore a moisturizing mauve lip gloss, making her look less aggressive and more relaxed and feminine than before.

Her wet hair was draped over her shoulders, the ends still dripping water, indicating she had just taken a shower and still smelled of fresh shower gel.

"President Jiang, you've arrived."

Yang Mi's voice was even more delicate and softer than it had been at the banquet, with a hint of deliberate hoarseness.

As she spoke, she stepped aside to make room for her.

"Please come in quickly."

Jiang Qing stepped into the room and looked around at the surroundings.

This was a suite with a spacious living room, luxurious decor, and the same fragrance she wore in the air.

He walked to the center of the living room, stopped, and turned to look at Yang Mi, who was walking towards him after closing the door. Yang Mi stood very close to him, looking up at him with eyes so alluring they seemed to drip with moisture.

She gently bit her lower lip, a gesture that, when made by her, was full of suggestive allure.

"Mr. Jiang, would you like something to drink? There's water and red wine here..."

She asked softly, her already distinctive voice sounding even more delicate due to her deliberate control.

Jiang Qing did not answer. His gaze fell on her again, this time scrutinizing her closely and without any obstruction.

The soft, clinging silk robe accentuated her high, firm breasts and slender waist.

Her two long, straight legs were slender yet fleshy, and her buttocks were plump and full, with an alluring curve, like two white peach petals. The wine-red fabric covering them made her skin look even more rosy, and they swayed gently, creating an enticing curve.

Her skin had a healthy rosy glow after her shower, and her damp hair clung to her collarbone, adding a touch of messy beauty.

"Need not."

Jiang Qing rejected her directly, his voice not loud, but conveying an unquestionable tone.

"Let's go to bed."

Such a direct order caused Yang Mi, who was well-prepared, to blush instantly and her heart to pound like a drum.

She hadn't expected Jiang Qing to go straight to this point without any foreshadowing.

But she quickly realized that now was not the time to be coy.

Wasn't all her hard work for this moment?

"it is good……"

She responded softly, her voice trembling slightly, then turned and walked towards the bedroom.

As she walked, she didn't forget to increase the force of her waist twisting, just like a model walking on a catwalk.

The hem of her bathrobe fluttered and fell with her movements, occasionally outlining the smooth and graceful lines of her thighs.

Jiang Qing followed behind her and slowly walked into the bedroom.

The bedroom was more private than the living room, with the lighting dimmed to a warm, yellowish hue. Neat white sheets covered the large bed, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

He raised an eyebrow, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

Yang Mi stopped at the bedside and turned to face Jiang Qing.

Her hands gripped the sash of her robe tightly, her breathing quickened, her chest rose and fell slightly, a captivating sight.

Jiang Qing stood in front of her, a head taller than her, looking down at her with deep, unfathomable eyes, like a bottomless, icy pool.

He raised his hand, but instead of touching her, he gently hooked the end of the belt of her nightgown with his fingertips.

Yang Mi's body stiffened slightly, and she subconsciously held her breath.

Jiang Qing watched as her body tensed instantly, her cheeks flushed, and with a slight pull of her fingers, gently tugged at the ribbon tied into a bow.

The silk belt came undone, and the front of the robe slid open to the sides, revealing... a body that was almost completely naked underneath.

She was wearing only a very minimal black lace bra underneath, the thin fabric barely covering her ample bosom, the deep cleavage captivating the eye, her slender waist seemingly impossible to encircle, and further down, the edge of the lace fabric revealed her fair, flat abdomen and sexy V-line.

This was clearly meticulously prepared.

Sure enough, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

Da Mimi's reputation is well-deserved.

Jiang Qing's gaze swept over her body, from her heaving chest to her slender waist, and then to her long, straight legs...

His gaze remained devoid of warmth, as if he were admiring an exhibit.

Or rather... toys.

Yang Mi felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze. A mix of shame and a strange excitement caused small goosebumps to rise on her skin.

She instinctively wanted to cover herself with her arm, but ultimately forced herself to lower her hand, standing there trembling slightly as he scrutinized her.

"Let me see it more clearly."

Jiang Qing spoke again, his command brief and direct.

Seeing that Jiang Qing had no intention of communicating with her, Yang Mi's last remaining hope was completely shattered.

She clearly understood that, to him, she was nothing more than a tool.

This realization brought a bitter feeling to her heart, but she quickly suppressed it.

Didn't she already think it through before she came?
Since we came here with impure motives, why should we pretentiously ask for more?
Spending a night with someone like Jiang Qing is an opportunity that countless people dream of.

I should seize this opportunity and do my best.

Having figured this out, Yang Mi quickly adjusted her mindset.

A charming smile returned to her face, her foxy eyes sparkling with captivating allure.

Instead of backing down because of Jiang Qing's bluntness, she relaxed and stretched her body even more, displaying her curvaceous figure to him in full.

She has always been very confident in her figure, especially her impressive bust, which is the envy of many.

Jiang Qing stood there, calmly appreciating her performance.

His eyes held no infatuation, no eagerness, only scrutiny.

This gaze made Yang Mi feel a little flustered, but also inexplicably more excited.

She watched as he slowly unbuttoned his suit jacket, took it off, and casually draped it over the armrest of a single sofa next to him.

Next, he took off his watch strap and gently placed it on his suit, his movements unhurried and even exuding elegance.

Then he began to unbutton his shirt, starting with the first button below his Adam's apple, one, two...

He didn't say a word throughout the entire process; the only sounds in the room were the soft rustling of clothes and the intertwined breathing of the two of them.

As Yang Mi watched his finger movements, her heart involuntarily quickened.

"Get down."

Jiang Qing gestured with his chin toward the spacious bed, his tone remaining flat.

Yang Mi's heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

She quickly composed herself, giving him a flirtatious glance with a hint of reproach.

But she didn't hesitate. Instead, she deliberately slowed down her movements, twisted her waist, turned around as instructed, and slowly bent down to lie on the bedding.

This pose naturally raises her full, perky buttocks high, while her waist sinks in, forming an extremely alluring curve that perfectly showcases her figure.

She even deliberately turned her head back, gently biting her rosy, full lower lip, her eyes glistening as she looked at Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing watched her deliberate performance, a flicker of emotion passing through his eyes.

He stopped hesitating and stepped forward.

Yang Mi couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Everything began to become hazy and unclear.

Until Yang Mi lost her support, her legs went weak, and she collapsed directly onto the living room carpet.

She breathed in the air greedily, her eyes glazed over as she stared at the magnificent crystal chandelier on the ceiling, too weak to even move a finger.

In her daze, she heard the rustling sound of clothes being put on.

She struggled to turn her eyes and saw that Jiang Qing was already dressed and standing by the sofa, buttoning up his shirt cuffs.

He looked refreshed and energetic, almost exactly the same as when he arrived, except for his slightly disheveled hair, as if what had just happened was just a dream.

Jiang Qing buttoned up her clothes, picked up her suit jacket from the sofa and draped it over her arm, then put on her watch.

Just as he was about to leave, he paused slightly as he passed Yang Mi, who was lying on the ground, and glanced down at her.

"Message me if you need anything."

He left those words in his voice, which had returned to its usual gentle tone, but there was no trace of emotion in it.

Without lingering for another second, he opened the door and walked straight out.

The door closed gently with a soft "click".

Only Yang Mi remained in the room, along with the lingering, alluring atmosphere.

She was panting heavily, too preoccupied to notice Jiang Qing pulling up his pants and leaving.

An overwhelming sense of exhaustion washed over her, and her consciousness finally gave way, plunging her into complete darkness.

Before that, only one thought had crossed my mind.

Is he really a tech guy?
Ok?
(End of this chapter)