allonlinenovel Chapter 214: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 22
Chapter 214: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 22
The so-called office is just a house with a canopy built casually. Probably because the new factory has not been completed yet, they have to make do with it.
After opening the door, Ma Yanqing stopped and said, "Are you going to cut your skirt? I won't go in. The scissors are in the second drawer. Be careful."
He was quite a gentleman. Meng Jiaojiao had a better impression of him, and even her smile became more sincere.
"Okay, thank you very much."
Ma Yanqing's face turned red again. He was too embarrassed to say anything more and just held the door tightly for her.
Song Yuanzhou happened to see this scene when he passed by. He tightened his lips, suppressed his anger and walked towards him.
Ma Yanqing was holding the door handle with one hand while carefully fiddling with his hair and adjusting his collar.
"What are you doing here?" Song Yuanzhou's voice sounded from behind him.
Ma Yanqing was so scared that he almost let go. He turned around and quickly greeted him.
"Brother Song, it's you. You scared me."
Song Yuanzhou glanced at the closed door, then turned his gaze back and smiled: "Your uncle is looking for you."
Ma Yanqing was stunned: "Uncle is looking for me? What do you want from me?"
Song Yuanzhou looked away and answered casually: "I don't know, maybe I'm asking about your work situation."
Ma Yan glanced at the door hesitantly, feeling a little embarrassed: "Is it urgent? How about I go over later..."
Song Yuanzhou's face darkened, he took two steps closer and stared at him: "What do you think?"
Everyone knew what kind of person Song Yuanzhou was in the army. An honest man like Ma Yanqing who had never seen the world was naturally afraid of him. When he was stared at like that, his hair stood up instantly.
So he could only whisper: "Brother Song, can you help me guard this door? There is a girl inside..."
Song Yuanzhou's eyes fell on the door again, and he seemed to have seen the scene inside through the door.
He pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, with a natural look: "Of course I have to help my co-workers."
Ma Yanqing was delighted and quickly let go: "Thank you so much, Brother Song! I'll treat you to a meal next time!"
After watching Ma Yanqing walk away, Song Yuanzhou walked to the door, half leaned against it, and held the door handle tightly, imitating Ma Yanqing's behavior just now.
After a while, there was a gentle knock on the door, followed by a gentle female voice.
"I'm fine, you can let go."
The hand holding the door handle paused slightly, and with a light press of the fingertips, the door opened from the inside out.
Meng Jiaojiao didn't realize that someone else was outside the door. She walked out of the door holding Ma Yanqing's clothes in her arms with a smile on her face.
"I'll give you your clothes back. Thank you so much for what you did just now..."
Turning her eyes, she found Song Yuanzhou leaning against the wall, looking at her quietly.
"Song Yuanzhou? Why are you here?"
Song Yuanzhou did not answer. When his eyes fell on the hem of her skirt, which was obviously too short, there was a hint of ambiguity in his eyes. His tense jaw moved slightly and he smiled.
"Are we finally going to have a new goal?"
Meng Jiaojiao was stunned by the question, and suddenly she thought of something and her face fell.
"You've discovered this. Comrade Xiao Ma seems to be much easier to deal with than you. What's wrong? Are you upset?"
Song Yuanzhou's eyes tightened, his jaw tightened even more, and he suddenly smiled: "How could that be? It would be great if you didn't bother me. Do you need my help?"
Meng Jiaojiao raised the corners of her mouth and smiled gently, picked up the clothes in her arms and patted them, looking at him leisurely: "I want to find a man, do I still need your help? Do you look down on me or think too highly of yourself?"
She took two steps closer and stared straight at his face, which was almost unable to hold back.
"Song Yuanzhou, don't think that all men are as difficult to deal with as you. Believe it or not, countless men want to be with me just by beckoning my finger. Also, I pursue you because I respect you, not because I am cheap!"
After saying that, she snorted coldly and turned away.
As if she was afraid of not angering him to death, she twisted her waist and walked towards the group of men, smiling and greeting every man who looked at her.
Song Yuanzhou waited until she walked away before he kicked the wood next to him hard. However, the endless anger in his chest made him feel uncomfortable all over. He held his forehead and stood there for a long time before he finally calmed down and walked out.
Unable to find Ma Yanqing, Meng Jiaojiao gave his clothes to the gatekeeper.
Uncle Song has been waiting at the door for a long time, so she has to go and tell him quickly.
"You go back first. I have to go buy something, so I won't go back with you."
Uncle Song nodded: "Then you..."
Meng Jiaojiao was about to say something when Ma Yanqing hurried over from behind.
"Don't worry, I'll take her back."
Meng Jiaojiao turned around and found that Ma Yanqing had sweat on his forehead, but his face was obviously much happier than before.
Uncle Song understood it as soon as he saw it, laughed twice, started the tractor and left.
Ma Yanqing touched his head again and cautiously asked, "Where are you going? I'll take you there."
Meng Jiaojiao had just used him to anger Song Yuanzhou, and she was feeling uneasy. Seeing him take the initiative like this made her even more worried.
"No, I've been here a few times. It's still early. I'll call a taxi back later."
Ma Yanqing smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay. My uncle told me to send you home safely. Otherwise, he will scold me."
It turned out that it was arranged by Boss Ma. That didn't matter. Boss Ma said that he wanted to take her to do business together, and it would be inevitable to deal with his relatives. Since he had asked, she shouldn't offend him.
"Well, my skirt is torn, and I want to buy two new ones."
Ma Yanqing was so happy that he was at a loss for words. "Well... I'll go change my clothes first. Wait for me. I'll drive the car over."
Meng Jiaojiao was surprised: "You have a car too?"
Ma Yanqing nodded embarrassedly: "Yes, my dad bought it for me."
Okay, it’s confirmed that he’s another rich second generation.
Meng Jiaojiao couldn't help but envy in her heart: Why does everyone have money, but I don't! No! I also want to get rich and buy a car quickly!
Ma Yanqing went to change clothes, and Meng Jiaojiao waited by the roadside.
A car stopped in front of her, and she looked up and saw it was Song Yuanzhou.
"Get in the car and go back."
His face had returned to calm, but it was not difficult to hear from his brief words that he had not gotten over the unpleasant experience just now, and even his tone seemed to carry a hint of command.
Meng Jiaojiao was about to speak when another car stopped behind her and honked several times.
Seeing her looking over, the people in the car leaned out and waved at her.
"Jiaojiao, come up!"
Song Yuanzhou saw the entire scene through the rearview mirror, then he turned his eyes and stared at her through the car window, his words filled with indescribable urgency.
"boarding."
Ignoring him, Meng Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at his face, and then walked towards the back car without hesitation.