"How would I know such a big shot?" Song Liangjiang was shocked. It was impossible for her to know Chu Jingmo!
The professor called and Tang Yi answered.
"Get Jiang Miao'er to prepare to return to City A earlier. President Chu said that he's very satisfied with her previous designs. He wants her to go to the Chu Corporation to focus on designing and it's easier to communicate."
Tang Yi looked at Song Liangjiang with a faint smirk. How dare she lie saying that she didn't know him?
Song Liangjiang's little fists began to clench again. Why was Chu Jingmo so sly?
Regardless of what, the next day, Song Liangjiang was sent to the airport. The professor looked as though he was sending his child to the college entrance examination, waiting for his child to bring him glory two months later.
After sending Song Liangjiang to the counter, the professor turned around without another glance, and went back to work with Tang Yi and her other senior.
Song Liangjiang was speechless.
"Help Mrs. Chu to upgrade her seat."
Song Liangjiang took a big step back when Chu Jingmo approached. She puffed up her cheeks and glared at him. "You went back on your word."
"How did I go back on my word? Professor Cheng doesn't know about our relationship." Chu Jingmo looked at the angry little puffer-fish in front of him and his mood improved instantly.
"You…" Song Liangjiang took a deep breath. She finally understood why Little Rice Ball had so many evil ideas. Song Liangjiang was angry, yet she was timid. She quickly took out a document from her bag. "Sign it."
Chu Jingmo looked at the document that was thrust at him. This was the first time someone had dared to ask him to sign something in this way.
"From the day of the contract, Song Liangjiang promises to cooperate with Chu Jingmo for a year and chase away the women he doesn't like. When the contract expires, Chu Jingmo will have to sign the divorce agreement and promise that the two of them will have nothing to do with each other after the divorce. He will also give Song Liangjiang a compensation of 30 million yuan." Chu Jingmo read each word and looked at Song Liangjiang with disdain.
He made no secret of the fact that he'd never seen a terrible contract.
The contract was handwritten, and her handwriting was plump and cursive. Does that even count as a contract?
"Why a year?"
"It would be even better if you found true love within a year, but someone like you…" He was more suitable to be alone. She wasn't stupid. How could she keep chasing away random women for him indefinitely?
Chu Jingmo looked at her. Song Liangjiang shivered and quickly hid behind Li Chuan, who had returned after upgrading her seat. "I mean, who doesn't set a deadline for a contract?"
"Come out."
"I won't." Song Liangjiang didn't believe that he would resort to violence in public.
Li Chuan stood still and broke out in cold sweat. If she wanted to hide, she shouldn't hide behind him!
"Sign it first. We'll only work together after you sign it." Song Liangjiang pointed at the piece of paper and asked him to sign it. She had made up her mind to keep hiding until he signed it.
Chu Jingmo looked at Li Chuan, who immediately handed over a fountain pen while trembling.
With a wave of his hand, Chu Jingmo signed his name next to her childish handwriting and handed it to Song Liangjiang.
Song Liangjiang peeked around Li Chuan warily. She tiptoed to look at his signature and stretched her hand. However, he pulled it away before she could touch it. "How can there only be one copy of the contract?"
Song Liangjiang was speechless.
On the plane to City A, Chu Jingmo closed his eyes to rest, while Song Liangjiang sat and copied the contract.
As an adorable genius in the construction industry, she had never suffered such grievances.
Only sleep could solve her worries.
Therefore, Song Liangjiang fell asleep. In her dream, there would always be a brave knight who killed the tyrant.
…
The children at the entrance of City A's Happy Kindergarten had all been picked up by other parents. Only Little Rice Ball and Little Rice Bun were still waiting for the professor's wife to pick them up.
The elder brother, Little Rice Bun, was jumping around on the steps, but the younger brother, Little Rice Ball, was frowning as he stared at the man in the advertisement on the screen across the road.
"Little Rice Ball, what are you looking at?" Little Rice Bun looked at his brother and ran over to pinch his brother's chubby face.
Little Rice Ball frowned. He didn't know why his mother and brother liked to pinch his cheeks. Every protest he made only made it worse.
"It's nothing. Grandma Lin is here. Let's go." Little Rice Ball took her brother's hand and walked to find the old lady.
"Little Rice Ball, you have to smile more. Look, if you continue to keep a straight face, you'll become an old man." Little Rice Bun ran in front of his brother and made a face to cheer him up.
Little Rice Ball's face was solemn as he looked at his brother, who had been acting cute in front of him. He sighed and held his brother's hand tightly. "Watch where you're going."
Professor Cheng's wife's surname was Lin. After she retired, she had been helping to take care of Little Rice Bun and Little Rice Ball.
"Who's that, Grandma?" Little Rice Ball asked, pointing at the man on the big screen.
Grandma Lin took a look and said, "He's Chu Jingmo, a particularly powerful big boss."
"Wow, is he very rich?" Only then did Little Rice Bun take a serious look at the person on the screen. His eyes were about to burst into stars.
The old lady smiled and patted Little Rice Bun on the head. The two children looked exactly the same, but their personalities were completely different. One was an innocent money-grubber, and the other was quiet and wise.
Chu Jingmo. Little Rice Ball lowered his head and recited the name.
…
Song Liangjiang got off the plane and disappeared swiftly.
Chu Jingmo looked at the person running away. "She's quite fast with her short legs."
Li Chuan was speechless.
Was a height of nearly 1.7 meters considered short-legged? he wondered.
But looking at his President's long legs, he understood.
Song Liangjiang ran out of the airport in one breath. Seeing that no one was chasing after her, she instantly tidied up her appearance and walked out.
"Quick, quick, quick. It's Xie Yu."
A group of young girls holding banners swarmed forward, knocking into Song Liangjiang and making her stumble several times. The laptop in her hand fell to the ground.
"My laptop!" Liangjiang shrieked and hurriedly bent to pick it up.
The laptop slid all the way to someone's feet, and Song Liangjiang was pushed forward in that direction.
Song Liangjiang exclaimed. She had finally picked up her laptop, but she bumped into a man's leg.
The surroundings seemed to have instantly quietened down. The group of bustling fans looked at the woman who had pounced on Xie Yu and wished they could chop her into pieces with their eyes. That was Xie Yu, their idol. That woman had actually pounced on him.
"Are you all right, Miss?" Xie Yu asked gently, taking off his sunglasses.
Song Liangjiang's foot was hurting from being stepped on, and her shoulder was hurting as well. "Who are you? Don't you know that in public…" Her voice became softer and softer. The distance between her head and Xie Yu was only inches apart. She could even glimpse the delicate skin on his face and the faint scent on his body. "It's crowded."
Xie Yu was also stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect his fan to be so beautiful. She was even more good-looking than a celebrity.
"I'm sorry." Xie Yu came back to his senses and reached out to pull Song Liangjiang up.
Song Liangjiang gazed at the fair hand in front of her. Before she could reach out with her arm, she was pulled up…