Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law

Chapter 1310 1310: Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder!

"Hehe!"

Nangong Qingcheng looked at Jiang Feng's dissatisfied expression and couldn't help but burst into laughter!

She charmingly said, "Look at you! Your wife is off on official business, what are you thinking about? President Geng came all this way, I must show some sincerity, otherwise, it wouldn't look official!"

In Qingcheng's imagination, as long as she showed enough sincerity tonight, along with facts and reasoning, Geng Duojin should be reasonable.

Everyone is in it for profit; for Fengming's long-term development, setting a good example in negotiation is essential, so she took it seriously.

However, she didn't realize how captivating she appeared at the moment!

Under the light, she smiled softly, her arched willow eyebrows exuded tenderness, her straight and elegant nose seemed to twitch slightly, and her cherry-like lips, lightly glossed, appeared more defined and blush, like cherries ripe for picking, inciting anyone to want to kiss them!

Jiang Feng couldn't hold back any longer; in such a moment of "no one home," facing his fairy-like wife, how could he still control himself!

He took a bold step forward, seized Qingcheng's soft arm, and without a word, pulled her into his embrace, aiming at her tender, luscious red lips for a kiss.

"Mmph! Don't..."

Qingcheng was startled, hurriedly covering her mouth with her hand, and slightly dodged, shooting Jiang Feng an exasperated look: "Troublemaker! I just got dressed, don't mess it up..."

Jiang Feng was both amused and helpless, messing up, what does that mean? He just wanted a kiss, didn't intend to get hands-on, why was she worried he'd mess up her outfit?

"Look at the time now, President Geng is almost here, and we still have to oversee the room, stop fooling around!"

Qingcheng, with a hint of pleading and helplessness in her tone, told Jiang Feng, truly at her wit's end with this mischievous man!

However, absence makes the heart grow fonder, seeing herself still charming in Jiang Feng's eyes, and with him eager to "devour" her, Qingcheng secretly felt pleased, her lips slightly curling up.

"So you're saying, if we weren't rushing for time, I could do whatever I want?" Jiang Feng asked, pretending to be serious.

"You... wish!"

Qingcheng blushed, then wriggled out of Jiang Feng's embrace, pushing him with a shy yet playful glare: "Go out! I still have to change my underwear, just letting you see without touching, torturing you with desire!"

Now it was Jiang Feng's turn to be surprised!

He didn't expect his own wife could utter such words, was she... teasing him?!!

Qingcheng realized she had misspoken a bit, hurriedly blushed and pushed Jiang Feng out, even purposely shutting the door behind him.

But, Jiang Feng, standing outside the door, could still hear her shy, giggling laughter from inside.

...

When Qingcheng came downstairs, having changed and finished her makeup, it was already slightly dark outside.

Jiang Feng almost lost his balance on the sofa!

Seeing Qingcheng all dolled up like this after a little makeup, her beauty had leveled up several notches, like channeling the world's splendor!

Jiang Feng dared to swear, even surrounded by countless beauties, none could rival Qingcheng in pure beauty, truly a one-of-a-kind fairy!

"Let's go, President Geng just messaged me, he's almost landed at the airport, and we haven't even left yet!" Qingcheng looked at Jiang Feng with a hint of reproach.

All blame to this guy for messing around, causing her to delay unexpectedly, now time was even tighter.

Qingcheng quickly walked to the shoe cabinet, taking out a pair of high-heeled sandals she bought long ago but never wore.

Jiang Feng watched as she slipped her perfectly fair little feet out of the slippers, into those at least ten-centimeter-high heels, her slender fingers gently fastening the straps around her heels, exuding indescribable allure.

Wife's little feet were already born beautiful, and stepping into these stylish, cream-colored strappy sandals made her toes even more delicate and emery; the straps wrapping those fair ankles, as sexy as can be!

Too bad, such jade-like feet, if twisted, it wouldn't be good.

But Jiang Feng underestimated his wife's natural aura and power-woman vibe; even if rarely wearing heels, Qingcheng could naturally handle them.

She took a few practice steps, seeing Jiang Feng still unmoved, she urged: "Stop dawdling, hurry up!"

She linked arms with Jiang Feng, picking up her purse from the sofa, hurriedly leading Jiang Feng out of the house.

...

Because heels were inconvenient, it was Jiang Feng's turn to drive.

He felt somewhat uneasy, feeling like sending such a beautiful wife to dine with another man was insulting.

But still, this was Qingcheng's career, he promised to support her, and couldn't interfere with her right to resolve crises herself.

On the way, Qingcheng intentionally discussed with Jiang Feng, having him pretend to be her bodyguard...otherwise, saying he was her husband would be awkward at the table, and if Geng Duojin mentioned it to Sister Zhiqing later, their relationship would be exposed.

Although Jiang Feng felt uncomfortable, he could only agree, reminding Qingcheng to be cautious, and if Geng showed any ill intent, to immediately guard against it, giving him no chance for bad intentions!

"Got it! President Geng is a legit CEO, not like what you're imagining,"

Seeing Jiang Feng getting jealous again, Qingcheng smiled exasperatedly.

This guy, she didn't know why, seemed especially eager to protect her tonight!

This made Qingcheng feel both happy and find Jiang Feng overly sensitive.

Jiang Feng however kept a straight face, knowing one sees the face but not the heart, doubting any man could resist his wife's allure!

Just then, Geng Duojin messaged again, saying he'd arrived, asking Qingcheng to pick him up at the airport.

Qingcheng felt as the host, she indeed should show some hospitality, but when she told Jiang Feng, he flat-out refused!

A small-time newcomer, yet so demanding, what right did he have for Jiang's wife to pick him up?

Jiang Feng directly ignored it, drove to the city, randomly picked a hotel, and booked a room.

After ordering food, they didn't wait long in the private room before the famed President Geng finally arrived.

Don't mind long cooperation with Fengming, this was the first time meeting in person!

Geng Duojin, typical of Southern build, not tall but very fat, pot-bellied, bald, his eyes seemed weak yet showed the cunning and savvy of business battle experiences.

Behind him, four bodyguards followed, showing off impressive ostentation!

Following the address Qingcheng sent, Geng Duojin directly pushed open the private room door, entering with a displeased sneer: "What a big shot Manager Nangong is! I, Geng, came from afar, no car was sent, I had to cab here?! Amazing!"