According to the scheduled itinerary, Nankang took Zheng Yue to entertain clients.

The contract on the dinner table is always drunk three rounds, and Nankang drank it without hesitation.

"Then this matter is settled?" Nankang looked at the customer.

This time the client liked to drink, but he had a straightforward and generous personality. In order to negotiate this contract, he didn't ask Zheng Yue to help, but he drank a lot of wine himself.

The customer raised his glass and took a sip before answering, "Of course!"

It was rare to drink so happily, and the contract went smoother than expected.

Zheng Yue sat on the side, looked at Nankang worriedly, and reached out to caress Nankang's back.

"Did you choke?" Zheng Yue handed over a glass of water, expressing concern.

After talking about the cooperation, the customer couldn't hold back the itch in his throat as soon as he walked out of Nankang, and coughed twice.

He took the cup and took a sip of water, his throat, which had become hot from the attack of alcohol, seemed to have really healed a little.

Nankang turned his face to look at Zheng Yue. She was wearing a dress, a tube top with a little ruffles, and she looked quiet. Sitting there, she had a pure and ignorant temperament.

Nankang coughed twice, and a fire burned in his heart when he was touched by her obedient hand.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

After drinking like this, she couldn't go back, so Zheng Yue helped Nankang to find a hotel and open a room.

Things were developing in an orderly manner according to the steps she thought in her mind. Nankang was helped to the bedside by her, and she seemed to be a little drunk due to the smell of alcohol all over her body.

She put Nankang on the bed and turned to leave when she was pulled by the arm.

"Well..." Nankang instinctively pulled her back.

Alcohol can magnify the desire in people's hearts, and Nankang's hidden liking for Zheng Yue in the past seems to have found a gap, and they have come out one after another.

Zheng Yue followed his strength and fell to the side of the bed, her whole body pressed against Nankang, and the two looked at each other.

Young, beautiful and energetic.

The soft and white skin was close at hand, and a faint fragrance invaded Nankang's sense of smell silently, making his thoughts even more chaotic and letting his instincts dominate.

Everything after that happened smoothly.

It's just that Zheng Yue deliberately didn't drink much alcohol, she was more sober than Nankang, she bit her lower lip and a burst of pain awakened her reason.

Nankang next to him was in a deep sleep, Zheng Yue stretched out her hand and pushed, but she didn't see him wake up and felt relieved.

She got up, stretched out her hand to take out the utility knife for eyebrow trimming from her bag, and pricked her fingertips lightly.

The dark red blood flowed out little by little, and dripped onto the bed sheet, and Zheng Yue wiped it away with her hands, making it a little messy to be considered satisfied.

The last bit of "evidence" has also been supplemented, and now it only needs to wait for Nankang to discover it himself.

Nankang is her best choice at present.

After confirming everything was correct, Zheng Yue returned to the bed, finally closed her eyes slowly, and let herself fall asleep.

Early the next morning, Nankang opened his eyes first.

"Hiss." He sat up covering his head.

The consequence of drinking too much is waking up with a splitting headache. Fortunately, Nankang quickly overcame the discomfort and looked around the surrounding environment.

The strange hotel, and the clothes that were obviously thrown on the ground, when Nankang saw these, fragmented memories also began to emerge in his mind, and he vaguely recalled what happened last night.

Zheng Yue seemed to be awakened by the sound of him getting up, rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up from the bed while supporting her sore body.

She sat up naked, staring in a daze, and fumbled for a long time beside the pillow with her hands, probably looking for her mobile phone.

Nankang sighed and handed the phone to Zheng Yue. "At this."

He handed the mobile phone on the bedside table to Zheng Yue, and his brows have not been loosened since he woke up.

Zheng Yue took the phone blankly, glanced at Nankang and then at the bright red on the bed sheet, her face paled a little.

"You, I—" She stammered and couldn't complete the words.

Zheng Yue pretended to be surprised, imitating her reaction when she woke up on Ji Fei's bed two days ago, she pulled the sheet to cover her body, blushed and looked at Nankang.

Nankang never thought that things would happen so suddenly, and he would come to this point by being drunk.

The development of the matter far exceeded his original plan. Before Nankang could think about what to do next, he saw the sparkle in Zheng Yue's eyes from the corner of his eye, leaving behind two lines of clear tears.

It wasn't the kind of crying, Zheng Yue just curled up on the bed, hugged her leg and cried silently, sobbing and looking extremely pitiful.

But the more it was like this, the more Nankang felt soft and blamed himself in his heart, secretly blaming him for not restraining himself last night.

In all fairness, the age difference between the two is big enough for Nankang to be Zheng Yue's father, and now Nankang is clearly taking advantage of the situation.

Moreover, when Nankang was clearing his mind just now, he glanced at the bed sheet, and a touch of bright red made him feel a secret joy in his heart.

The person Murong Qiao sent to watch Zheng Yue sent a report to Murong Qiao early the next morning.

【Zheng Yue and Nankang stayed in the same room in the hotel all night and did not come out...】

Murong Qiao saw this message as soon as she woke up, and she quickly read the message at a glance.

When seeing Zheng Yue bring the drunken Nankang to the hotel to open a room, Murong Qiao could guess what her plan was.

This is exactly what I want.

She typed a line to reply, 【You keep an eye on it, and let me know if you have any new news. 】

The corners of Murong Qiao's mouth curled up, and his mood also improved with joy.

The matter is now more than half done, and Zheng Yue has reached the corresponding progress as Murong Qiao expected.

Murong Qiao was strategizing in her heart and regarded Zheng Yue as a pawn in her hands, and she could only obediently follow the path she had planned.

Fortunately, Zheng Yue did not disappoint her.

At this moment in the hotel, both Zheng Yue and Nankang had put on their clothes, tidying themselves up as neatly as possible.

"Can you go home and have a good rest today?" Nankang lowered his voice, looking less serious. "I'll see you after I get off work."

Nankang could see all the bruises and bruises on Zheng Yue's body, and felt pity for the little girl when she thought it was her first time, so she must give Zheng Yue a holiday.

Zheng Yue stood stiffly, and when she heard Nankang say this, she couldn't help reaching out and grabbing his sleeve.

"I—" she was about to speak.

Nankang looked at her, "Don't worry about salary or anything else, are you afraid that I won't support you after all this?"

At this time, he was standing neatly by the bed, lowering his head to look at Zheng Yue, and he saw the panic deep in Zheng Yue's eyes at a glance, and he understood the source.

"Relax at home honestly, call me if you need something." Nankang hugged her.

In his opinion, Zheng Yue's first time belonged to him, and Nankang had already raised Zheng Yue from the position of assistant to a higher position in his heart.

Hearing Nankang's words, Zheng Yue immediately felt relieved.

"Okay." She replied.

With Nankang as her backer, Zheng Yue's heart that had been hanging high also fell down.

What she wants is for Nankang to be responsible for herself.

Zheng Yue followed Nankang's words and returned home. After tidying up, she lay down on the bed. Seeing that the plan was a great success and Nankang believed in it, Zheng Yue felt relieved a lot.

She remembered that she hadn't spoken to Murong Qiao for two days, so she quickly sent a message.

【I blocked Ji Fei, it's good for this kind of scumbag to forget. 】

Anyway, she has Nankang now, and Zheng Yue's mood is much lighter when she thinks that her plan has succeeded.

As soon as the news on her side was sent out, the transfer from Nankang on the other side was also sent over.

[Not enough to say. ] These are the words of Nankang.

Now that the relationship between the two has changed, Nankang has indeed taken responsibility as he said.

He transferred a sum of money to Zheng Yue, and the money in it was several times higher than Zheng Yue's current salary.

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