Chapter 600 Writing
Cheng Ling didn't go anywhere.
She returned to the White Club with the White Club attendant.
Jiang Qilan was waiting for Cheng Ling.
His two uninvited guests had been sent away, and the two sides had agreed on a time to meet again. At least on the surface, they had become friends.
"Sweetheart, you're finally back." Jiang Qilan stood up from the lobby booth of the White Club, hugged Cheng Ling who rushed over, and gave her an eager French kiss.
The attendant Mark, holding a large number of shopping bags in his hands, waited for their passionate kiss to end.
After the two kissed for a long time, Jiang Qilan finally let go of Cheng Ling.
He took out a stack of US dollars from his pocket and stuffed it into Mark's pocket.
"Send the things to my car." He said to the attendant, and said to Cheng Ling, whose cheeks were flushed, "Can I invite you to visit my manor? My manor has many beautiful collections, and I can also give you a few pieces-"
"I would love to! I feel so honored, Mr. Fang." Cheng Ling said, kissing Jiang Qilan's face.
Her eyes were filled with greed, like a gold digger who had just gotten married.
Many female attendants at the White Club cast envious glances at Cheng Ling - this superficial woman was so lucky.
Jiang Qilan held Cheng Ling in his arms and walked towards the parking lot of the White Club.
The manor where he now lived was more than 100 kilometers away from the White Club, and it took about an hour and a half to drive there.
The attendant had already put the shopping bags on the Rolls-Royce in the parking lot, and he opened the back door for Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling held up her skirt and sat on it.
Jiang Qilan sat next to her.
The person in charge of driving was the old driver of the Fang family, who had been providing services for the Fang family. He knew nothing about the Fang family and Jiang Qilan's identity, and was an ordinary person who worked honestly.
After Jiang Qilan and Cheng Ling sat down and the door was closed, the driver said, "Sir, Miss, we're off."
The driver had good professionalism and did not show even the slightest surprise or curiosity about Cheng Ling who suddenly appeared.
"Yeah." Jiang Qilan responded lightly.
The car slowly drove out of the White Club.
Jiang Qilan picked up Cheng Ling's hand, squeezed it, and said, "Did you have fun shopping today? I didn't accompany you, you won't be angry, right?"
But in a corner where no one could see, he wrote on her palm with his thumb: [There are surveillance and listening equipment in the car. ]
Cheng Ling said coquettishly: "Next time, accompany me - I don't know what style of clothes you like me to wear, I was dazzled, and finally bought a few pieces at random. I don't know if you think they are ugly..."
Cheng Ling also scratched his palm with her thumb a few times: [Did Kasai cause you any trouble? ]
Jiang Qilan said: "I like whatever style you wear."
He wrote: [Done. What about you? ]
Cheng Ling: "You men are always so perfunctory, always saying that you look good in anything. It's really boring."
She wrote: [Everything went well. 】
Jiang Qilan said: "No fun? Our fun is to take off women's clothes--"
He wrote: [Was he shocked? ]
Cheng Ling shyly cursed: "Oh, disgusting!"
[He was shocked. ]
Jiang Qilan pulled Cheng Ling into his arms and kissed her.
His fingers lifted the hem of her clothes, reached in, and wrote on her lower back: [Report the patient to him as soon as possible].
The driver drove the car conscientiously and turned a deaf ear to the teasing of the two people behind.