novelraw Chapter 1309 1309: Wife-Doting Maniac!
Chapter 1309 1309: Wife-Doting Maniac!
"Qingcheng, why don't I go with you? You have no negotiation experience, and if you fall into the opponent's trap, it will only make things more passive," Bai Zhiqing thought for a moment and said to Nangong Qingcheng.
"No need, it's good for me to get some practice. There will be more of these situations in the future."
Nangong Qingcheng shook her head and said to Jiang Feng, "Let's go, come home with me to change clothes."
Jiang Feng understood and "justifiably" followed Nangong Qingcheng out, leaving the office first.
...
Inside Nangong Qingcheng's car.
This time, Nangong Qingcheng was driving, taking Jiang Feng home—rare time alone for the young couple.
"Why didn't you tell me anything about such a big event at home over the phone?"
Jiang Feng pondered for a moment and asked Nangong Qingcheng.
"You have a lot of things you don't tell me either, right?" Nangong Qingcheng rolled her eyes at him.
"Ahem," Jiang Feng, knowing he was in the wrong, quickly feigned a cough to cover it up, "What I mean is, you're carrying so much pressure alone, I'm afraid you'll wear yourself out."
As he spoke, Jiang Feng gently placed a hand on Nangong Qingcheng's fragrant shoulder.
She shivered slightly but showed no expression of reproach.
Nangong Qingcheng's most immediate feeling was that Jiang Feng's gentle solace brought her immense comfort and empathy.
For a moment, the heavy pressure in her heart, the emptiness and loneliness she had been trying hard to conceal, were greatly alleviated, and even the grievances she didn't want to admit were somewhat relieved.
"Do you think I'm that fragile? I believe Sister Feng had it much harder when she started her business, but didn't she make it through? Fengyu's development is going well. I've always had it too smooth; having bumps is normal," Nangong Qingcheng replied calmly.
Jiang Feng thought to himself that it's different; Feng Yueji is a Martial Artist, with more leverage at hand, but Nangong Qingcheng really only has these few sisters around her and nothing else.
"Challenges are indeed normal, but you're never fighting alone. You have me. I've always believed in your ability and didn't want to interfere too much in your career, but when something happens, don't bear it alone. I'm right behind you, ready to support you. No matter how vast the world is, it's not bigger than you."
Jiang Feng wasn't just saying this to please Nangong Qingcheng; it was sincere, from his heart.
Yet, after hearing this, Nangong Qingcheng couldn't help but hit the gas, almost stopping the car in the middle of the road!
Thankfully, there was a traffic light ahead, which kept her abrupt stop from seeming too out of place.
"Cough, cough! Jiang Feng, are you... are you okay? ... Why say something like this out of the blue?"
This time it was Nangong Qingcheng's turn to cough awkwardly. She looked at Jiang Feng in surprise, though her heart was sweet and moved, it was a bit too much!
She had known Jiang Feng for so many years, yet it was the first time she'd heard him speak such "mushy" words!
"What, is there a problem if I care for my own wife?"
Jiang Feng also felt he was a bit over the top, but still deliberately asked with a straight face.
"... It's just not like you. Where did you learn these lines from? Are you sick?"
As she spoke, Nangong Qingcheng earnestly extended her fair little hand to feel Jiang Feng's forehead.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Feng smoothly grabbed her cool, soft hand and placed it on his chest, saying seriously, "It came from here, try it if you don't believe me."
Nangong Qingcheng's face turned even redder; she subconsciously tried to pull her hand back, but unable to do so, she had to bow her head and feel Jiang Feng's heartbeat. Her heart was already moved deeply, yet she murmured, "You're getting more and more silver-tongued, this really isn't like you~"
However, despite saying this, after Jiang Feng's antics, the pressure in Nangong Qingcheng's heart was genuinely lighter, as if the upcoming, first important negotiation of her life wasn't so terrifying, having this troublemaker by her side was enough.
And Jiang Feng, looking at the close Nangong Qingcheng, instinctively wanted to embrace her tightly, but as it happened, the green light suddenly came on, followed by honking horns, so Nangong Qingcheng quickly left Jiang Feng's arms, flushed, and started the car to continue forward.
"You can't be so mushy in the future, I almost got goosebumps all over~"
Nangong Qingcheng, who was almost taken advantage of by Jiang Feng again, gave him a reproachful look to assert her dignity, yet her eyes were gentle and endlessly charming.
...
The two returned home, and it was already getting late.
Jiang Feng watched Nangong Qingcheng pace back and forth in the house, taking a bath, putting on makeup, and then going upstairs to change.
This made him quite disgruntled. Was it really necessary to be so serious just to meet a shady boss?!
When he came upstairs, he saw Nangong Qingcheng in a rare outfit—women's professional attire, the classic ensemble of a white shirt paired with a short skirt.
This signature workplace outfit perfectly outlined her slender, elegant figure, with her skin resembling snow and cream, possessing strong allure. Her bare, white arms gleamed under the light, while her sleekly long legs, smooth as jade and white as snow, glistened under the light, radiant and captivating like the moon.
Jiang Feng's eyes moved up, fixing on his wife's elegant face.
Her perfectly flawless face was hard to look away from; her facial features were impeccable, tender, and soft, exemplifying the term "peachy complexion".
Most captivating were her eyes, like black gemstones, timeless and mesmerizing!
Her ice-like, glowing face was without blemish, especially with the enchanting charm emanating from Nangong Qingcheng, like a melting snow mountain or a noble, blooming flower, exuding elegance and grace with every move!
Gulp!
Jiang Feng noticeably swallowed hard, feeling a bit useless!
"You're here? Just in time, how does this outfit fit me? I've never worn it since I bought it and never had such an occasion either,"
Nangong Qingcheng, seeing Jiang Feng upstairs, was not surprised and twirled in front of Jiang Feng and the mirror, barefoot.
"You're wearing this to go?" Jiang Feng frowned, feeling a bit annoyed.
"Why not? Doesn't it show importance?" Nangong Qingcheng found it amusing, as if she'd wear a T-shirt and jeans to a negotiation.
"That surnamed Geng person doesn't deserve to see my wife like this, does he?"
Jiang Feng was a bit jealous, bursting with the urge to become a wife-protecting maniac!