Chapter 1354 - 1351: The First Place Prize Is In Hand

Chapter 1354: Chapter 1351: The First Place Prize Is In Hand

But in his mind, like light speed, countless thoughts flashed by.

"I really didn’t know about this." Zhou Yanhong admitted candidly, then, with a playful tone, she guessed, "I didn’t expect Uncle Ye to be so interested in the black market race! It’s quite rare."

"Whether he’s interested, I don’t know. Anyway, the first prize money is in hand." Yang Jinfeng said honestly. He didn’t have the kind of business secrecy and probing. He quite disliked this kind of guessing; as a professional in the national team, he preferred such a simple environment.

Then, Yang Jinfeng put his hands in his pockets and shrugged lazily.

"Miss Zhou, I should be going. Bye!" Yang Jinfeng said casually. The other party politely nodded, responded with a smile as a farewell. Then, Yang Jinfeng smiled carelessly, tilted his head, and with a graceful turn, left in a hurry. He didn’t have much impression of this Miss Zhou. It was rather the amazing moment of that kiss that lingered in his mind. Why, wasn’t she Brother Qiao Muyun’s number?

Thinking of this, Yang Jinfeng unconsciously wore a frivolous smile, a look that did not match his handsome appearance. It turns out that women are all the same, so fond of money! She pretended to be so high-minded that night, damn!

Here, Zhou Yanhong watched Yang Jinfeng’s disappearing figure, her heart spreading with some unsolved mystery. By Zhou Yanhong’s woman’s intuition, this must be some kind of conspiracy? She would definitely find out.

Unconsciously, Zhou Yanhong’s gaze followed the floor-to-ceiling glass window again, looking at that spot, the goose-yellow sports car parked there, but the scenery had already disappeared. Qiao Junlie and Zi Ruoxi had already gone upstairs, hadn’t they? Unexpectedly, a single voyage had captured her heart. Could it really be that simple?

Qiao Junlie, oh Qiao Junlie, what trick did you play? Is it worth all your efforts to win over such a woman who doesn’t love you?

A soft sigh turned into a trace of melancholy in her heart, Zhou Yanhong’s watery eyes felt vacant, without doubt, seeing their sweet kissing scene, she was very jealous, and also very helpless.

Why is she never in his eyes, not even a shadow, is that too much to ask for?

She, Zhou Yanhong, born into a noble family, well-read and polite, a business elite, in what way is she inferior to Zi Ruoxi? And not to mention Zi Ruoxi, what about that Han Feifei? Why do you prefer such poor choices and won’t even take a good look at her?

Zhou Yanhong stayed in place for a while, her beautiful face swept over with a flash of jealousy, then she raised her elegant eyebrows, turned around, and walked upstairs with graceful steps.

...

In the CEO office, Zi Ruoxi accompanies Qiao Junlie at work; this wasn’t Zi Ruoxi’s request, but rather Qiao Junlie sweet-talked her into coming.

Zi Ruoxi sat slantwise on the sofa opposite him, flipping through a magazine. Gee! Honestly, these financial news were dull enough to make her sleepy, but didn’t it also show his dedication to work? There wasn’t a single entertainment magazine.

Qiao Junlie was about to ask Secretary Rose to bring some magazines she might be interested in, but was stopped by her, she didn’t want others to think she only liked those things. Qiao Junlie smiled and gave up.

When Qiao Junlie worked, he was extremely meticulous, even if she sat across from him, he could continue working without being affected, never lifting his head for a long time, looking over reports. Occasionally, he’d sign his name, obviously for some agreement.

Suddenly, Zi Ruoxi boredly lifted her head, unexpectedly meeting those watching blue eyes.

The silent language was laced with an ambiguous warm tone.

Qiao Junlie stood up, walked to her side, resting a hand on the back of the sofa, elegantly crossing his legs, gazing at his beloved beside him.

"What’s wrong, Ruoxi, are you tired?" Qiao Junlie asked with concern. Her fatigue couldn’t escape his eyes.

Zi Ruoxi smiled.

"I’m okay!" Zi Ruoxi replied, suddenly thinking of a question, she looked at him with some puzzlement.

"Is there a problem?" Qiao Junlie found her gaze a little strange.

Zi Ruoxi thought for a while, sitting slantwise on the sofa, holding her head with one hand.

"Didn’t you always dislike being interrupted during work? Why did your habit suddenly change? This is totally out of your character." Zi Ruoxi slowly said.

Upon hearing such a question, his handsome face broke into a charming smile.

"Ruoxi, you’re not ’others’, you’re my wife. Before, I was too busy, not giving you the chance to know me." With that, Qiao Junlie grinned cunningly, a mischievous idea sprouted up, "Now, we finally have time together. I hope you can know everything about me. Not just physically..."

Upon saying the last part, Qiao Junlie pulled her strongly into his arms, hugging her tightly.

Sweat.

Zi Ruoxi’s delicate ears turned red with shyness. She remembered something. Although she’s with Qiao Junlie, she still hasn’t forgotten another person.

"I want to visit Brother Qiao Muyun and Aunt Yun." Zi Ruoxi considered and said. Now she had to think about Qiao Junlie’s feelings, for some reason, the voice inside told her, even though she and Qiao Muyun were just pure siblings, Qiao Junlie didn’t think so. This was evident from his usual attitude. He’s her boyfriend now, so she should consider avoiding potential conflicts.

Qiao Junlie remained silent for a while. Suddenly, a light smile appeared. His beloved finally was willing to share her thoughts with him. She also learned to respect him. How could he not be happy? Though outwardly he maintained composure, inwardly he was overjoyed.

Zi Ruoxi looked at him for a long time, without a response.

"Why aren’t you talking? If you don’t want me to go, then forget it." Zi Ruoxi returned somewhat dejectedly.

Qiao Junlie lovingly pinched her cute little nose.

"Silly, why would I not want you to go? Now I know your whole heart is with me, for others... can’t steal it." Qiao Junlie said mischievously, lovingly kissing her hair.

His words made Zi Ruoxi’s heart tremble; yes, her whole heart, whole being had already given to this man before her.

Suddenly a warm flow crossed her heart, Zi Ruoxi turned in his arms, looked at him seriously but still with a playful glint.

"How do you know others can’t steal my heart?" Zi Ruoxi challenged teasingly. Her eyes held a mix of perplexing clarity and shadow.

Qiao Junlie gently brushed his fingers on her cheek. Each bit and piece was kissed and loved, a treasure he wouldn’t dare damage.

"Because... I’m Qiao Junlie, I’m your one and only—sky." Qiao Junlie spoke word by word with warmth penetrating the heart.