Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 171: A Beautiful Gold-Digger Who Wants to Cling to the Rich and Powerful (1)

Jingyu went out to discuss business in the afternoon, which didn't end until after ten o'clock in the evening.

It was too late and she was too lazy to go back to the dormitory, so she simply planned to go back to the apartment to sleep for the night. As a result, as soon as she got in the car and turned on her phone, she saw the message sent by Yu Zhongyang at around nine o'clock.

After hanging it up for so long, it’s time to reel it in.

In that case, there was no need to go back to the apartment.

What Jingyu didn't expect was that Yu Zhongyang came so quickly.

The doorbell rang, Jingyu opened the door, and the tall Yu Zhongyang was standing in front of the door with a flushed face.

Jingyu's eyes fell on his shirt collar, which was raised in an attempt to cover up something, and he reached out to pull the collar down, and saw the black and gold leather collar around his neck.

There is also a small golden bell hanging on it.

"Come in." Jingyu plucked the round bell with his fingers with satisfaction, and suddenly a crisp bell sound was heard.

Yu Zhongyang's face flushed as he looked around. When he found that there was no one around, he quickly slipped into the house.

He reached out and tugged at the collar around his neck; it was so tight that he could hardly breathe.

...

Half an hour ago, he was still a little confused when he saw the message sent by Jingyu.

Her birthday present?

That’s too bad. He didn’t even unpack those things. The housekeeper took them away.

Yu Zhongyang quickly called the housekeeper.

The housekeeper appeared in his pajamas at the door of the storage room on the second floor.

"Master, all the gifts have been put into the storage room. I have written the name of the giver on the package. I should be able to find Miss Jingyu."

"Hurry up, find it out quickly." Yu Zhongyang was putting on his pants and hurriedly urged the housekeeper.

The shelves in the storage room were neatly stacked with miscellaneous items, and the housekeeper quickly found the gift from Jingyu.

The gift box is small and wrapped in beautiful colorful wrapping paper.

What is this small thing?

Yu Zhongyang became interested and quickly tore off the wrapping paper. Inside was a black box. He opened the box and took a look.

The housekeeper saw that Yu Zhongyang's expression became very strange.

He was a little curious and wanted to take a look: "Master, what is it?"

Before he even saw the item, Yu Zhongyang hid it in his arms and said to the housekeeper rudely, "Why are you so curious? Come on, go back to sleep."

Then he ran back to his bedroom.

housekeeper:......

So what is it?

...

Collar!

It’s actually a collar!

The leather is of high quality and has a cool texture, while the hardware has a translucent metallic luster.

What kind of birthday present is this!

Yu Zhongyang couldn't tell whether Jingyu's original intention was to give it to the dog or what it meant.

But now her intentions are definitely not simple.

When he put the collar around his neck, Yu Zhongyang felt as if his whole body was on fire, and his heart, chest and throat were burning with dry mouth.

It was as if there was an invisible rope, one end was around his neck and the other end was in the other person's hand.

From then on, someone took control of him.

Terrible.

When driving to Tingyue, Yu Zhongyang deliberately put on sunglasses and a mask, and raised his collar high, for fear of being seen.

hotel.

Collar.

When he reached the floor where 8503 was located, Yu Zhongyang's face looked like it had been steamed.

Oh no, he felt like he was a steam engine now.

Standing at the door of 8503, he prepared himself mentally for two minutes before ringing the doorbell.

Well, there's no tempting bathrobe or sling as you might imagine.

Jingyu had makeup on her face and bright red lips. She wore a suit and skirt, sheer black stockings, and a pair of red-soled high heels.

The red of the soles of her shoes echoes the red of her lips.

She seemed to have just arrived. After hearing Yu Zhongyang close the door, she took off her gray waisted suit jacket, revealing a black slim-fit shirt underneath.

A very mature career woman style.

Yu Zhongyang was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you finish your internship?"

Jingyu ignored him, poured herself a glass of water and took a sip, then slowly said to him: "Come here."

Only then did Yu Zhongyang realize that in the huge room, there was a high-backed soft chair placed two meters in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Yu Zhongyang's face turned even redder, and he began to stutter: "What are you going to do?"

Jingyu chuckled when she heard this: "Didn't you say you wanted to meet? I thought you had already made up your mind."

He saw her leaning on the table beside him, looking at him leisurely with her arms folded, her legs relaxedly crossed.

Yu Zhongyang is a typical example of someone who says one thing and does another.

Having stood for so long, his left foot felt slightly uncomfortable. He walked forward and sat down obediently on the chair, but he still said stubbornly, "I, I just wanted to meet and talk. Also, what does this collar mean? You gave me the collar then. Did you want to do this for a long time?"

Jingyu smiled and said, "How could that be? This gift is for Black Panther."

Yu Zhongyang was furious: "Is it my birthday or my dog's?"

And he has three dogs. Who would just give him one collar? Would he have to give it to all three dogs in turn?

Jingyu approached him, and Yu Zhongyang immediately smelled the rich scent of her perfume.

"Are you wearing perfume?"

Yu Zhongyang asked.

His intuition told him that this perfume didn't seem like something she had sprayed specifically for him.

"Did you just go out to meet someone and come back to see me?" Yu Zhongyang's attention was all on Jingyu.

Strong perfume and dazzling red lips.

Until his arms were twisted behind the chair and someone tied his hands with a silk scarf.

"What are you doing!?"

Yu Zhongyang reacted strongly. He immediately remembered the scene in the Diamond Box before, where his hands seemed to be tied to the head of the bed.

Now he is tied to the back of the chair.

Yu Zhongyang is tall and strong, with bulging muscles on his arms. The width of the chair back is not even as wide as his shoulders. There is nothing uncomfortable about having his hands tied to the chair back, but it makes people feel insecure psychologically.

"Keep your voice down."

Jingyu stood in front of him, looking down at him.

The black slim-fit shirt and gray hip skirt show off her good figure.

She raised her leg and placed the tip of her shoe on the space between his legs.

The black lacquered high heels were as bright and clean as new, and the flesh-colored black stockings were visible on the instep, extending up to the calves and knees.

Before Yu Zhongyang could react to her action, she straightened her instep and pushed him and the chair back to the glass window.

"You! Be careful!"

Yu Zhongyang was still frightened. What if the chair became unstable and fell backwards?

"I told you to keep your voice down."

Before Yu Zhongyang could come to his senses, someone sat astride his legs with his upper body very close to him.

"you--"

Before he could finish his words, someone grabbed his hair and forced his head back. All he could see was Jingyu's fair face and a pair of sharp eyes.

Jingyu's right hand pulled his hair without any restraint in his strength.

Her gaze was very aggressive, as if with ill intentions, and she carefully examined his facial features.

Yu Zhongyang's features were remarkably strong, his brows sharp and his eyes sharp, and his unruly temper lent a wild quality to his appearance and demeanor.

From a close distance, Jingyu saw that he actually had a pair of long and curled eyelashes, like a small fan, casting a gray shadow when his eyelids drooped.

Yu Zhongyang felt pain and wrinkles appeared on his nose. When he raised his eyelids and met Jingyu's gaze, his eyes sparkled under the light.

Where he couldn't see, the cold fingertips pressed against his protruding Adam's apple.

[Ding—The favorability of the mission target, Yu Zhongyang, has increased by 20%. The current favorability is 85%.]