Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 262 The Notorious Two-Faced Fairy 25

Song Jingheng, who was panting against Qingwan's neck, also heard the insults. He gently pressed his eyes and suddenly a bloody murderous aura surged up in his eyes, mixed with an uncontrollable strong desire, as dark and terrifying as a man-eating evil spirit.

Qing Wan noticed his change in mood and casually touched his head. In an instant, the vicious dog, who had originally had fangs exposed, became obedient in the blink of an eye, hugged her tightly, and kissed her neck gently to please her.

The person on the other end of the phone was still chattering off all kinds of accusations, but Qing Wan didn't get angry. She waited until he finally stopped before pretending to respond obediently.

"Uncle San is telling me that I was wrong in the past. I have already raised part of the money, but I am in the hospital now. Why don't you go to my house and wait for me?"

Now that Qing Wan's personal information has been completely leaked, combined with what Zhuang He said, she knows that someone will definitely rush into her house tonight regardless of the consequences.

After all, she had just taught Tan Yu a lesson this morning. Given her personality, how could she possibly endure it?

As for whether Tan Chenmo and his wife are dead or alive, disabled or injured, what does it have to do with her?

After all, she is also a victim. Not only was she cyber-bullied, but her home was also forcibly broken into by this group of extreme fans with the intention of committing violence.

How pitiful she is.

Qing Wan's eyes were filled with a wicked smile, but the words he spoke were gentle, as if he was a soft persimmon that could be squeezed at any time.

"I'll have someone deliver the key to the security guard. I might be back a little later tonight."

When Tan Chenmo heard Qing Wan was so sensible, his anger subsided a little. He and his wife looked at each other, and they both saw the calculation in each other's eyes.

They knew that Tan Qi was doing some shady business and had ambiguous relationships with those big bosses. The house she mentioned might have been used by those bosses to support their mistresses, and would definitely be transferred directly to her name.

They could take this opportunity to visit the house. They heard that the location was good and the decoration was nice, so they could give it to their son.

With such thoughts in his mind, Tan Chenmo looked reluctant and lectured Qing Wan in the tone of an elder before he reluctantly agreed.

After Qing Wan hung up the phone, Song Jingheng said sullenly, "I can help."

He pressed tightly against Qing Wan, his long eyes filled with hostility, but his tone was soft and gentle.

"You can ask me to do whatever you want."

Qing Wan curled the corners of her lips slightly, "Then can I stay at your house tonight?"

Song Jingheng raised his head suddenly, not knowing what he was thinking of. The blush that had originally subsided spread uncontrollably to his face again.

His eyes were filled with excitement, but his face pretended to be shy and innocent. He just moved closer to Qingwan and rubbed her again.

"Well, you can stay as long as you want."

It would be perfect if I could live there my whole life.

Song Jingheng's pupils trembled slightly, and the strange and excited breathing in his chest was almost uncontrollable. He wanted to do something to vent it like a madman.

But he couldn't let Qing Wan discover his true appearance, so he found an excuse to go to the bathroom. While Qing Wan was looking down at her phone, he quietly took her thin jacket.

Qing Wan indeed did not notice this scene. As she was flipping through her phone, she caught a glimpse of the black mist rubbing against her wrist. It looked restless and was emitting a scent that was trying its best to seduce her.

Qingwan has not eaten any food so far today, and is indeed a little hungry now.

The black mist keenly noticed her hesitation and tried even harder to arouse her appetite, even climbing up to the corners of her mouth and trying to get between her lips and teeth pitifully.

Qing Wan lowered his eyes to look at it, and finally followed its wishes and opened his mouth to take a bite.

The extreme stimulation rushed straight to the brain, along with the uncontrollable groans and heavy gasps in the bathroom, making the nasty little succubus curl the corners of her lips in satisfaction.

Hearing the sound of the shower, she became even more playful and teased Hei Wu, almost driving the man in the bathroom crazy.

After playing tricks on him for a while, she mercifully let Song Jingheng go and instead ate leisurely while browsing her blog.

The last drawing I took on received a very good response. The blogger loved it so much that she generously added an additional 50,000 yuan to the original fee of 50,000 yuan and also helped Qingwan promote it on her blog for free.

So much so that overnight, Qingwan's number of fans increased by tens of thousands. Up to now, she has only posted two videos, neither of which showed her face, only sketches, but each video has been played over a million times.

The first video she released received nearly 500,000 likes, and her number of followers has now grown to more than 100,000.

This is an incredible miracle for a newcomer.

However, Qingwan also knew that the reason for such good feedback was definitely because Lu Jinan invested money to increase the popularity of the video.

Just like the law that says speak of the devil and he will appear, Qing Wan just thought of Lu Jinan when his phone call came in.

According to Tan Qi's personality, now that she has a better support, she will naturally kick out the previous ones.

So Qing Wan didn't hesitate at all, hung up the phone directly, and deleted and blocked all contact information of Lu Jinan.

However, within ten minutes, the other party changed his mobile phone number and sent messages to Qing Wan continuously.

[Don't break up! Baby, I was wrong. Can we not break up? ]

[I just said things I didn't think of because I was mad. I will never be jealous again. I will change. I really will.]

[Talk to me, baby, I’m really going crazy…]

Every word of the messages that kept popping up seemed extremely humble and pitiful, but Qing Wan didn't even look at them. Her eyebrows were charming, but her satisfied eyes were indifferent. She blocked the number again and turned on the do not disturb function.

After waiting for a long time, the sound of water in the desire room finally stopped. Song Jingheng came out, all wet and cold, obviously having been taking a cold shower.

Suddenly meeting Qing Wan's gaze, he looked away quickly as if burned, and said in a hoarse voice with red ears: "Sorry, I was delayed inside for some time."

Qing Wan looked at him teasingly, pretending to be ignorant and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

There was a hint of spring in the corners of her eyes, and the smile on her lips was lazy and wanton. She deliberately used an ambiguous and tactful tone to tease Song Jingheng.

"I just heard Professor Song gasping for breath in there, and she kept crying and gasping for breath and calling 'baby'. Teacher, are you doing something bad in there?"

The tips of Song Jingheng's ears turned red as if blood was about to drip out. He turned around awkwardly and pretended to pack his things.

It seemed like he was running away, but when he turned his back to Qing Wan, the blush on his face became so eroded that it seemed like it was about to break.

He's not being shy.

He was excited, the kind of excitement that made his heart explode.

She heard...