Chen Jing understood. Though the contract was strict, it was still acceptable. She quickly finished reading and signed her name at the bottom.
After signing the contract, signaling her agreement, Dr. Wang collected it and exchanged a glance with Yan’s mother.
Yan’s mother smiled warmly: “It’s fine. Chen Jing knows everything now. Please proceed.”
“Okay,” Dr. Wang relaxed, directly asking: “Are you curious about why that electronic voice occasionally appearing in your mind seems non-existent?”
Chen Jing: “…Something like that.”
“Because it never actually existed,” Dr. Wang couldn’t help but laugh. “That voice was a small program I modified. Not very skilled, and afraid of being exposed, so I made it speak as little as possible.”
Chen Jing understood and asked further: “What about the happiness value and good deeds tasks?”
“Those were for the previous you,” Dr. Wang became particularly candid after signing the contract.
Wang nodded and initiated the procedures to send her in. The atmosphere around them shifted as Chen Jing prepared for the task ahead.
Her mind raced with potential strategies. She needed to connect with Xu Cheng’an on a deeper level and understand his underlying fears. Although the task seemed daunting, she felt a sense of determination. As she was immersed in the nutrient solution, she focused on her breathing, ready to embrace the challenges ahead.
The transformation began. Colors blurred and her surroundings enveloped her.
Wang nodded, approached closer, took something unknown, and suddenly electrocuted her unconscious.
Outside the car, Chen Jing smiled slightly, and said nothing. The car stopped in front of the Jiang residence, and Jiang Dongling got off the car aggressively, walking around to the passenger side. Chen Jing had just opened the car door when he bent down, picked her up, and walked away.
“Hey!”
The doorman quickly stepped forward and gently pushed it closed. “Hey.” Chen Jing tugged at Jiang Dongling’s sleeve, indicating he should put her down. Jiang Dongling didn’t even look at her and walked straight to the bedroom.
The housekeeper Agui seemed to have something to say but was too scared to speak given Jiang Dongling’s expression. Jiang Dongling kicked open the door, went in, and then closed it with a back kick, locking the door.
After doing this, he threw Chen Jing onto the bed and began to unbutton his clothes. Chen Jing climbed up, looking confused and about to speak when a piece of clothing was thrown over her head, and Jiang Dongling pushed her. He moved quickly, tying her hands with his coat and continuing to remove her clothes.
“Hey!
“Seeing his expression and manner, she wondered if he was so angry that he was going to discipline her on the bed? Chen Jing was slightly shocked, struggling twice without success, and half of her clothes were already removed. She was wearing a cheongsam, and the outer cloak had long been stripped off. With her hands tied, she couldn’t take it off, so he simply unbuttoned the side and pushed it up. Her skin touched the air, instantly causing goosebumps. Chen Jing shivered from the cold, and being stared at by his gaze, she felt tormented. Jiang Dongling’s eyes were deep, his lips slightly curved, carefully examining her before spreading the blanket to cover her, then diving in himself…
Chapter 27 Snake Disease 9 “Get out… mmm.” Jiang Dongling was determined to teach her a lesson, easily restraining her legs that tried to kick him, and fiercely kissed her. In the pitch-black quilt, the air was hot. Chen Jing’s hands were tied above her head, with a restless man pressing down on her, feeling utterly uncomfortable… well, with a hint of pleasurable discomfort. Until Chen Jing felt she was about to suffocate, Jiang Dongling reluctantly let go, bit her chin, and coldly snorted: “I won’t get out.” He had figured out that this woman had no patience with him at all.”
This time, even though he meant well, she was only thinking about someone else, not believing him and even getting angry at him for someone else! Jiang Dongling thought about it and felt hatred. His long fingers danced across her body, leaving burning and tingling sensations where they touched… Chen Jing struggled half-heartedly, seeing he had no intention of letting her go, found it amusing, and simply lay still. Now was just right.
Seeing her become docile, Jiang Dongling’s eyes grew deeper, with a fierce light hidden in the darkness. Chen Jing felt she was going to die. That bastard Jiang Dongling had used all his strength to ignite a fire on her body, but once the fire started, he wrapped her in the blanket, got up to dress, and was actually going to leave her behind. Chen Jing’s face was flushed, her eyes full of disbelief: “Where are you going?”
“I’m going out for a bit.” Jiang Dongling forcibly ignored the discomfort in his lower abdomen, trying not to look at her. “How long will you be out?” Chen Jing asked. “I won’t tell you.”
“Jiang Dongling said coldly: ‘This is the punishment for you helping others bully me.’ Hmph, he wanted her to know that he has a temper too! Don’t think that just because he can’t bear to hit or scold her, she can do whatever she wants to him!
Chen Jing laughed: ‘Fine, go quickly. But, Jiang Dongling, I warn you, if you dare to walk out that door, I’ll immediately find someone else.’ ‘How dare you!’ Even knowing she was threatening him, Jiang Dongling was still angered by the words ‘find someone else.’
He angrily paced a few circles and couldn’t help but kick over the screen beside him. ‘What wouldn’t I dare?’ Chen Jing didn’t even blink as she coldly snorted. This guy, even when tying her wrist, was afraid of hurting her, so he only tied a loose knot.
Chen Jing easily pulled it off and, wrapped in the blanket, was about to leave. Jiang Dongling immediately pulled her back, pressing her onto the bed, his eyes sinister: ‘Who are you going to find?’ Chen Jing pushed him: ‘Get off! It’s none of your business who I find.'”
There are plenty of good-looking men, not just you. I’ll find whoever I want.” Jiang Dongling’s face twisted with anger: “Qin Guo’er!” Chen Jing glared: “Try growling at me again.” Jiang Dongling felt aggrieved, took a deep breath, didn’t dare to growl again, but his tone was still hard: “…who made you deliberately anger me.” ”Alright, alright.” Chen Jing knew what he was angry about, her expression softened, “It’s all my fault, I apologize. Don’t be angry, okay?” She touched his chest, her voice soft: “I’ll be heartbroken if you’re angry.”
Jiang Dongling didn’t believe a single word, but his little heart couldn’t help but jump uncontrollably, with a delightful feeling surging in his chest.
He reluctantly kissed her on the lips, blaming her for being too good at sweet talk, with honeyed words that came out effortlessly, catching people off guard.
Chen Jing smiled softly and kissed him back.
Jiang Dongling glanced at her, feeling somewhat unwilling.
She always did this, saying sorry with her mouth but not taking it to heart at all. Yet he himself was not strong-willed, falling for her tricks easily.
All his emotions were written on his face, and Chen Jing could naturally see them. She asked with amusement, “Do you really want to punish me?”
Jiang Dongling nodded without changing his expression, determined not to let her see his true thoughts.
This woman was too cunning.
She was already riding on his neck, and if he let her know he was hesitant about punishing her, she would definitely take a mile.
Chen Jing had no idea about his inner turmoil. Seeing him nod, she laughed.
“If you’re going to punish me, make it practical,” she raised her lips, her hand slipping into his pants, pulling out his neatly tucked shirt. Her fingertips lightly pinched a sensitive spot on his waist, whispering: “Possess. Me.”
