Headline Marriage Contract

The sunlight outside the window squeezed out of the clouds, and the gray sky became transparent.

However, this did not clear away the gloom in Jiang Xi's heart.

She was worried and never thought that she would encounter such a choice.

The coveted opportunity is right in front of her, but she is afraid of touching it.

"Not willing?" Sheng Jianian asked.

Jiang Xi shook his head hurriedly, Sheng Jianian smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "That's willing, Yue Zhulin, drive."

"Yes."

Jiang Xi opened his mouth to stop, but the words got stuck in his throat.

My heart was tightly filled with melancholy, and I was restless.

What can someone like Sheng Jianian need her for?

In Jiang Xi's heart, it was already quite certain that Sheng Jianian meant that to her, and he first gave her favors, and then made unreasonable demands on her. I have almost guessed what Sheng Jianian wants her to do, her melancholy is densely covered like a giant net, not only the palms are sweating, but the forehead and back are also full of cold sweat.

She took a long breath and finally breathed out, she whispered: "Mr. Sheng, what do you want me to do, please tell me straight."

Sheng Jianian turned his eyes slightly and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I haven't thought about it yet, it's not too late to think of telling you."

Jiang Xi immediately turned his head and asked, "Do you have to torture me like this, let me accept your kindness, and at the same time be anxious?"

"I'm making you uneasy?" Sheng Jianian reacted, and her scrutiny gaze fell on her face, she was indeed terrified.

Jiang Xi's lips tightened, not knowing what to say.

Sheng Jianian changed the subject and asked: "What do you want to do after graduation, anchor?"

Jiang Xi was taken aback, staring at him in surprise.

He had no intention of holding a cold aura, but she still felt the pressure in his eyes.

"No, I just want to be a livelihood reporter who tells the truth. I never thought about being an anchor." Jiang Xi said, staring at the back of the chair in front of him.

Sheng Jianian knew it, "Well, respect your ideas."

It's just that the outlook for Minsheng reporters is not so...

Sheng Jia-nian looked away from her face. He is a very democratic person. He would only give her appropriate suggestions and would not force her to make adjustments to her future career plan.

Jiang Xi suddenly asked him: "Will you...help me?"

"meeting."

In a simple word, Jiang Xi sounded as if he had been promised. The vast road ahead was illuminated by a bright light, and the whole person was relaxed.

She never thought of being an anchor and living a more exciting life, but just wanted to be a people's livelihood reporter to tell the truth for the people. Although naive, she still wants to live and needs a place that provides her with such opportunities.

"Do you want me to be your underground lover?" Jiang Xi asked bluntly.

Yue Zhulin, who was driving in front of him, was startled and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror, trying to find the slightest trace of Sheng Zong in the rearview mirror.

Sheng Jianian's slight anger came up again, this time his face was straight down, his tone was cold.

"You are eager to pack yourself up in this way, what is the reason? Because you are too lonely, or do you want money?"

Jiang Xi opened his mouth slightly, surprised and puzzled in his pupils.

Think about it in another way, and save others by oneself. Of course, a person like Sheng Jianian would feel that a woman is eager to throw herself out so irresponsibly because of loneliness and money.

Jiang Xi sank his heart and shook his head, "No, I'm afraid that if you don't use valuables for equivalent exchange, the backer that fell from the sky will leave at any time."

She looked at him with sincere tone and eyes.

Jiang Xi turned away, stared at the back of the chair in front, thought for a while, and then confessed his heart.

"I know that you may find it ridiculous when I say this, but I don’t like to squeeze my own thoughts with you. If you can communicate with you and my thoughts, I think we will be more relaxed in the future. What do you think?"

Sheng Jianian met her serious eyes, and after a moment of silence, he asked: "Do you think I am close to you because you are young and beautiful?"

"Then Mr. Sheng, why do you favor an ordinary female student for no reason?" Are you full?

Sheng Jianian paused slightly, and there was nothing to say.

The driving Yue Zhulin couldn’t help but speak to his boss: “Miss Jiang, you’re misunderstanding. Our President Sheng has no purpose, but simply wants to make friends with you. What kind of underground lover, you think too much, our President Sheng is not that Kind of people."

Jiang Xi turned his gaze around Yue Zhulin and Sheng Jianian suspiciously, and then shook his head.

"Zong Sheng has a lot of opportunities, how can I believe you have that leisurely heart?"

Sheng Jianian said: "What exactly do you mean by the underground lover? You doubt my intentions and are afraid of losing my backer. Then, do you think that as long as you become my underground lover, you can feel at ease?"

Jiang Xi bit his lip and lowered his head.

Sheng Jia sighed lightly and put his hand on her shoulder to give comfort.

However, as soon as she touched her shoulder, she shuddered sensitively, and almost at the same time, she pressed the side car window to open the distance between them at the fastest speed.

Sheng Jianian's two eyebrows were knotted at the moment, and the whole mood was sinking.

"Am I uncomfortable?" he asked, his hands still awkwardly paused in the air.

Jiang Xi twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, smiling reluctantly.

"Yes, sorry."

She also knew that she had overreacted, which made the atmosphere instantly fall into embarrassment.

Sheng Jia-nian lowered his hand, his tone of helplessness: "What should I do to make you relax? You can let go of yourself and go to the bar and pull a man casually to promote those messy things. Is it even more embarrassing for you to face me? "

Jiang Xi wrinkled his face into bitter gourd strips, scratched his hair and took a deep breath, adjusting his tone and emotions.

"Well, well, maybe it's my own problem. It's because I still don't know your purpose, so I always feel awkward and embarrassed when facing you."

She confessed, then raised her eyes to look at him.

Sheng Jianian's face was as serious as ever, and most people couldn't discern happiness or anger. His eyes were still cold, and it was creepy to look at people more.

"You dare to tell the truth." Sheng Jianian said with emotion.

Jiang Xi immediately asked: "You have been scornful when you mention this topic twice, so what is your purpose? I don't think you need me."

"It's just a feeling of wanting to be close, without purpose. Perhaps as you said, I may like you and have special emotions. But currently I have no plans to let you be an underground lover. I am honest and open, and I have said that I will be full. Respect you. If I am intentional and will not tuck in, I am not afraid of any, why should I hide my purpose, am I?"

It is rare for Sheng Jianian to cut the words so carefully, only hoping to eliminate the worries in her heart.

The doubt in Jiang Xi's eyes didn't decrease much, because he didn't completely digest his meaning.

"So, you mean, you have a good impression of me, but you don't want to possess me yet, do you?"

These words...

Too frank, Sheng Jianian was slightly startled, and his ears became red inexplicably.

He was afraid that he would be too direct and offend her. But she was hit with one blow. "The ignorant is fearless" is talking about a stunned chick like her?

Sheng Jianian coughed dryly and concealed his guilty conscience: "It's a good feeling... Jiang Xi, not everyone has a purpose, and people's hearts are not so sinister."