Chapter 13 - Satisfy Your Imagination

From a certain point of view, Ye Zheng's facial features are very handsome. He doesn't need extra expressions at all. The corners of his eyebrows are raised and the corners of his lips are hooked, and it is curved into a smile that does not look like a smile, which is enough to make people feel the ridicule and disgust from every pore on his body.

　　All the people present had the expressions of swallowing the whole killing pills.

　　Jiang Kezhou was dumbfounded, feeling that there was something wrong with Mr. Ye's utterly loud words.

　　Let alone the obsessive narcissism and jealousy that are revealed in not talking-even the gender is different. Is a 1.9-meter tall man compared with a little girl, is he childish? !

　　Han Xuyang stared at him with red eyes and questioned: "Are you holding the injustice for him?"

　　Before Ye Zheng could answer, Han Xuyang pointed at Jiang Kezhou desolately and bitterly, almost poking his fingertips into his eyes, and cursed: "The girl coaxed the man with witty words, Jiang Kezhou, what kind of white lotus does you vixen pretend to be! Stepping on two boats, how shameless...Ah!"

　　The voice stopped abruptly, as if suddenly he was caught by someone and let out a short groan. Ye Zheng screamed, kicked and slammed him into the ground. Han Xuyang's thin skin and tender meat, where he has been treated so cautiously, was so painful that he crouched on the concrete floor and did not relax for a long time.

　　Ye Zheng lowered his eyes indifferently, and put his arms around Jiang Kezhou.

　　"Don't point fingers, or you will be accused of sexual harassment."

　　His expression is very cold, and the condescending feeling that has been at the top for a long time and the inattentiveness of the dude combine into a daunting temperament, and there is enough deterrence without anger.

　　He really doesn't put these people in his eyes. Over the years, the temperament and the vision refined by wandering through hundreds of hues as an adult, God knows what kind of monsters Ye Zheng is. To him, kicking Han Xuyang into his foot is almost the same as kicking off a nasty mangy dog. He didn't even count as a fart in his eyes.

　　Han Xuyang were torn apart, and he screamed: "You...you dare to hit someone! What about the security?! I want to call the police!"

　　Ye Zheng did not say anything, and Jiang Kezhou was startled, seeing that Han Xuyang still had the strength to swear. Knowing that he still has a sense of measure, and that he won't really make an accident, then he put his heart back in his stomach. After being interrupted like this, his anger cooled down. He cleared his throat and raised his voice slightly: "Don't shout, just point your face. I'm afraid that others don't know you are hanging up here while singing?"

　　Han Xuyang: "..."

　　Jiang Kezhou said. "Since you have listed so many crimes against me, you must have evidence in your hand. I remember that in the e-mail sent by the personnel department this afternoon, it seems that only Xu Lan who is going to stay, and there is no reason. I only sent it to the manager and the HR director. I don't even know the staff of the department. How did you come to this conclusion when you said I took the lead in squeezing you out? Or where do you see it?"

　　Han Xuyang choked. Of course he can’t take this kind of thing to the manager and director. If he offends anyone, he won’t have a good thing; but he can’t tell the truth. He saw the form from Jiang Kezhou. He didn’t say anything else, just rely on it. The act of "flipping the department head's desk privately" was enough to make him get several inexplicable hats.

　　"Why you don't speak anymore? I haven't asked you where the two documents I put in the office drawer are." Jiang Kezhou stared at him with a smile, his tone was light, but what he said was nothing more than a knock. A heavy hammer hit Han Xuyang's heart, "It's not a good habit to steal and lie at a young age."

　　Han Xuyang gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know what documents you are talking about."

　　Jiang Kezhou: "Really? Do you remember that there is a lucky cat ornament at the back of the file basket? It is a camera, which is automatically turned on after work at 7 o'clock every night. There are surveillance videos of the last week in my computer. Do you want to watch it?"

　　Han Xuyang's face was instantly became white, his heart beat like a drum, desperately recalling everything on Jiang Kezhou's desk that night, suddenly his eyes widened: "No...no, you lied, there is no file basket on your desk, and no lucky cat ornament!"

　　Finally someone in the crowd couldn't help but laugh out loud.

　　Han Xuyang looked at the source of laughter blankly.

　　The legal staff of their company held back a smile with restraint and said, "If you haven't gone over his desk, how do you know that there is no file basket or decorations on his desk? He is cheating on you."

　　Han Xuyang was instantly dumb.

　　Jiang Kezhou: "I don't need to say more after thinking about it. You are off work, Mr. Han, I wish you success in your next job."

　　Ye Zheng and Jiang Kezhou returned to the car, closed the door and let out a long sigh. When Ye Zheng turned on the air conditioner, Jiang Kezhou remembered what was going on, and asked: "Why did you come here?"

　　Ye Zheng didn't answer the question, but instead asked him, "Who is Xu Lan?"

　　Why didn't it end. Jiang Kezhou looked at him helplessly: "What do you want? It's just an intern. Don't listen to Han Xuyang's nonsense."

　　Ye Zheng, like a very upset cat, snorted noblely and coldly: "Flies don't bite seamlessly. Either you did something misleading, or that Xu Lan thought about you badly."

　　"Injustice," Jiang Kezhou said immediately, "There are only two interns in our department. One is the bastard stuff just now, and the other is Xu Lan. Han Xuyang wants to slander me, so he can only pull her into the water. I really am wronged by him."

　　Ye Zheng squeezed his mouth coldly, did not speak, and looked impartially. 　　Jiang Kezhou suffers from being too sensible. If he hadn't been so insightful, every time Ye Zheng had a temper, he would coax him obediently and would not get used to his problems.

　　"Thank you for helping me just now, otherwise this matter won't be resolved. As for the other—" Jiang Kezhou leaned close to him and sighed in a low voice, "How can I take care of others...Mr. Ye."

　　Ye Zheng turned his face. Still looking at him coldly from top to bottom: "Then how do you want to thank me?"

　　"Ah?"

　　Ye Zheng sneered, "You just want to send me when you move your mouth? Do you think my favor is so good?" "

　　Jiang Kezhou understood what he meant in an instant. After a brief shock, he calmed down. There was a burst of self-deprecation in his heart, mixed with a bit of inexplicable astringency.

　　Probably after too long, today is too chaotic, so that he almost forgot his "duty."

　　Jiang Kezhou knew in his heart that, in fact, he was no different from Han Xuyang, but his treatment today was completely opposite. It was not because he was accused, or even because the reason was on his side, but because in the eyes of Ye Zheng, he was still a valuable thing. Ye Zheng is willing to take action to keep him.

　　If he were in a different place, the person on the other side would be more favored by Ye Zheng, and he would probably be kicked away.

　　In Ye Zheng's case, the only "value" he could realize was this body.

　　The look in Jiang Kezhou's eyes slowly darkened, and the corners of his lips fell back into a flat line. He straightened up and took out his cell phone to check the time: "Where to go? To the hotel or to go home... to the apartment?"

　　Ye Zheng had a slight smile on his face: "Go home."

　　Jiang Kezhou said, "I will pass by then. Stop at the supermarket and I'll go buy something."

　　Ye Zheng said, "Should I go with you?"

　　Jiang Kezhou: "No, I will do it by myself."

　　Ye Zheng said cheerfully, " Buy more."

　　Jiang Kezhou frowned and turning his head away from the right-hand car window, it took a lot of effort to flatten his brows, and said, "Okay..."

　　Ye Zheng suddenly leaned down and pressed him down. The tall figure completely trapped him in the shadows. The narrow space was because of this. Suddenly at close range, the temperature rose sharply, and the air suddenly became hot.

　　"This brow is frowned," Ye Zheng pressed his finger against the center of his brow. "I'm just asking you to have a meal"

　　After talking with Ye Jun, Ye Zheng began to pay attention to the details that he didn't usually pay attention to. He took Jiang Kezhou's expression changes into his eyes, and immediately realized that Jiang Kezhou get it wrong, but in order to amuse him, he deliberately refused to say it clearly and insisted on talking to him. He want to drive this person to a blind spot, watching him reluctantly but unable to resist, just as he looks every time under dripping sweat and dim light.

　　It is him who is abnormal, and it is also him who is reluctant to bear it.

　　Jiang Kezhou was completely stunned, "What do you...what do you mean?"

　　Ye Zheng deliberately blew lightly in his ear, causing Jiang Kezhou to turn his head to hide, and asked: "I did you a great favor, so you can’t overdo it if you invite me to dinner, right?”

　　Jiang Kezhou had no time to study how Ye Zheng’s crosscut was upgraded to “helped a lot.” He only grabbed another word. "Eating?"

　　"How about it?" Ye Zheng couldn't help but laugh, put one hand on the back of the chair, and the other held his face. "Do you think I want to do 'it'?"

　　Jiang Kezhou thought about the conversation just now. He was suddenly embarrassed. However, Ye Zheng, the stupid bastard, refused to let him go: "Don't hide. What are you pretending to be, are you eighteen? Mr. Jiang, why are you so impure?"

　　Jiang Kezhou crossed him angrily. At a glance, but without deterrence, he had to stretch out his hand to push him.

　　Ye Zheng has been upset by too many things recently. After finally grabbing a joke delivered to the door, the depression in the past few days was wiped out. He twisted the car key. After a glimpse of Jiang Kezhou, he suddenly leaned over without warning.

　　Jiang Kezhou had just received his fright and leaned back reflexively, but behind the seat back, there was nowhere to hide. Ye Zheng couldn't help but laugh again when he saw him. He felt that his laughter was horribly low today.

　　He strained his face and said, "Seat belt."

　　Jiang Kezhou reacted. If it weren't for he was in the car, he would have found a place to hide.

　　Ye Zheng buckled his seat belt for him. Before Jiang Kezhou could breathe a sigh of relief, Ye Zheng lowered his head and kissed his lips in a very natural and smooth manner.

　　Jiang Kezhou: "..."

　　"Satisfy your imagination," Ye Zheng stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel like a gentleman, without squinting, "I save you thinking about it all the way."