Kiss Rose

Chapter 133 Found you
"Assistant Chen." Jiang Qian'an walked over and called him. She didn't want to care about Jiang Yao's affairs, but was eager to know what happened that made Zhou Shiyan walk so fast just now.

Surprise and amazement flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, as if he had seen a savior.

Jiang Qian'an wore a black velvet long skirt today, embellished with a metal waist chain. It was low-key yet luxurious. Her long black curly hair was like a waterfall. She was incredibly beautiful, yet also had the fierce aura of a superior.

"Am I dreaming? Miss Jiang, why are you here in Beijing?"

Jiang Qian'an glanced at Jiang Yao outside the door. Jiang Yao, who was still struggling, stopped talking the moment she saw Jiang Qian'an, with shock evident in her eyes.

Xiao Chen realized that he was not good at talking, so he patted himself and raised his hand to point the direction for Jiang Qian.
"Miss Jiang, I'll take you to find Mr. Zhou. The guy outside just now took advantage of our inattention and splashed coffee on Mr. Zhou when he got out of the car. Then he apologized and wiped it for Mr. Zhou.

But don't worry, Miss Jiang, we stopped her quickly, and Mr. Zhou left without even looking at her, in a hurry to change his clothes."

Jiang Qi'an nodded in greeting. Sometimes she really wanted to take Jiang Yao to see her brain.

The familiar top floor suite surprised Jiang Qian. She felt like she had seen it before on the first floor. She didn’t expect that the layout of this place was really similar to Home Inn.

These two places seem to be Zhou Shiyan’s properties.

"Qian is my wife's company. I believe in her ability. Mr. Shen, don't think too much."

Zhou Shiyan's voice was still calm and gentle.

For some reason, Jiang Qian wanted to scare him.

She came here to give him a surprise.

Jiang Qian'an also liked to play this boring game of hide-and-seek when he was a child.

Then there was a ringing of the cell phone. Zhou Shiyan swiped to answer it. He took a towel in his hand to dry his hair and turned on the speakerphone without thinking much.

Xiao Chen did not dare to neglect her. Jiang Qian'an was not only Zhou Shiyan's wife, but also the person in charge of a company. She was not a plaything or vase like other CEOs.

"Boss Zhou, I just heard that when your parents came to Beijing, it was also at the instigation of the Lingchuan Jiang family.

Shen Zhouyu's voice was a little more unhappy, "Then you should ask her to come quickly. You have been putting it off for more than a month. If you keep putting it off, I won't have time to worry about this project in a few days.

The light was on in the bathroom, and the sound of water dripping could be heard.

There was a strange and slightly teasing voice from a young boy, with a Beijing accent and a cynical tone in the clear voice.

Xiao Chen took the spare room card and opened the door for Jiang Qian'an, and pushed the suitcase in.
"Please go ahead, Miss Jiang. I'll take care of the things downstairs."

Are you so generous that you would give me and your project up without any further consideration? Or do you have other plans and regard me as a pawn in your game?"

"Qian in the mainland is your best choice. Winnie is too far away, and Mr. Shen is not the kind of person who would go far away instead of near."

With evil thoughts in mind, Jiang Qian'an first found an inconspicuous place to hide his suitcase, and finally hid on the balcony outside the heavy curtains.

Jiang Qi'an sighed in her heart that a person could achieve such a level quietly within a few years, and these were only two places she could see.

You are amazing. You came to me when my wife was about to give birth. If I hadn’t owed you a favor, no one else would have received this treatment.”

The decoration inside the room is similar to that in Lingchuan. Although Jiang Qian'an is in a foreign land, he feels at home here.

The night view outside the window is different from that of Lingchuan. The temperature in Beijing is much lower than that in Lingchuan, especially after the beginning of autumn, when the temperature drops and it becomes colder at night.

The location here is spacious and well hidden.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped and footsteps were heard in the room.

Although the Shen family is a century-old family, it is just a name. The new president is completely in disarray. He doesn't fight or compete, and only cares about his own little piece of land. Many people who want to cooperate with him have been rejected by Shen Zhouyu.

The reason is to accompany my wife.

After drying most of his hair, Zhou Shiyan picked up his phone from the table.
"Sorry, she will be here in two days. Lingchuan has a lot of things going on recently. We can only cooperate with peace of mind after we have solved them."

The moment he hung up and stood up, he saw a white suitcase in the corner that did not belong to this room.

I was slightly surprised. My eyes caught the cartoon pendant hanging on the side of the suitcase. It was a cream-colored pendant that looked like a fried egg.

He had seen this pattern on Jiang Qian'an's pajamas.

He heard the door open and thought it was Xiao Chen coming in to put some documents away.

did not expect.

The corners of his lips curled up, and his nerves relaxed after a whole day of high-intensity work, and the unpleasantness of being splashed with iced coffee also disappeared.

Zhou Shiyan turned on his phone again and called Jiang Qian.

The cell phone rang in the room, but quickly disappeared.

The heavy blackout curtains opened automatically.

Jiang Qian'an held the phone in his hand and looked up helplessly.

Her thoughts were somewhat confused and complicated.

The moment I saw Zhou Shiyan, my chest felt like it was blocked by cotton and it was difficult to breathe.

The sentence still lingered in his mind: when Zhou Shiyan's parents came to Beijing, it was also at the instigation of their Jiang family.

What instigation?
Is the Jiang family also one of the culprits who persecuted Zhou Shiyan’s parents?
Yes, the Zhou family and the Jiang family have a good relationship. Such a big thing happened, and Uncle Zhou often interacted with grandpa at the time, so how could grandpa not know about it.

I will definitely get my grandfather's approval and support before I dare to go to Beijing.

Even if these don’t prove anything, what about grandpa? Did he help Uncle Zhou and the others in Beijing?

I helped him, otherwise why would Brother Yan be willing to come to the Jiang family later?

The man also spoke in a joking tone.

She collected her thoughts and looked up at Zhou Shiyan.

I haven't seen Zhou Shiyan for a month, and he seems to have lost some weight.

His lower body was only wrapped in a bath towel, and the muscular lines of his upper body were as beautiful as she had imagined. Under the light, a few drops of water could be vaguely seen on his shoulders.

His hair was half dry, and the black hair was messily swept in front of his forehead, with a few strands still wet. He walked towards me against the warm crystal lamps of the hotel, with a smile in his eyes, so gorgeous that the surroundings lost their color.

His voice was as gentle and clear as ever, "I found you."

"Brother Shi Yan."

The closer Zhou Shiyan got, the clearer the outline of his naked upper body became.

After looking for a few times, Jiang Qian'an's head became congested and he turned around in panic.

Glancing at Jiang Qi'an's red earlobes, Zhou Shiyan's smile deepened. He walked closer and rubbed Jiang Qi'an's soft hair, keeping a suitable distance.

"Be good, go sit on the sofa and wait for me."

Jiang Qian'an nodded with his back to Zhou Shiyan, shrinking like a quail.

Before coming here, she had gone over all the 18+ things that would happen after meeting someone in her mind, but when she actually met the person in person, she behaved like this.

Jiang Qian'an leaned his head against the cold wall, cursing himself for being useless.

Zhou Shiyan went to the bathroom to change clothes.

Jiang Qian'an sat down on the sofa with his mobile phone in hand, and finally couldn't help but send a message to Uncle Shen.

She still wants to understand what happened back then.

It's the end of the month, my dears, and the book needs data, so I'm asking for some monthly tickets. You can look to me for any monthly tickets you don't want or have any useless monthly tickets (looking forward to it, but being cautious). I'll also love you even if you don't have any monthly tickets or recommendation tickets. I love you, and thank you for always being with this book until now.