They all want to control me!

Chapter 92 Come here, get in bed

Tao Zhiyao knew about Jiang Qiaoqiao's situation, but it wasn't Lin Ran who told her; rather, Jiang Qiaoqiao herself confessed it.

In this respect, Jiang Qiaoqiao and Lin Ran did the same thing.

Lin Ran didn't know how Jiang Qiaoqiao had persuaded Tao Zhiyao, but the latter had obviously accepted the situation and wasn't angry that Jiang Qiaoqiao was competing with her. Except for the strategist Wang Hui, who was so angry that she stomped her feet and was about to slap her best friend on the head and yell, "You little thing, you're about to get your big business, and you have to squander it, huh?"

Lin Ran was completely overwhelmed by being caught between two girls.

Fortunately, Su Lingle went home; otherwise, if there had been another Three Kingdoms period, that would have been a true "golden age."

"Mr. Lin, we've arrived. Please move over," said Aunt Zhao, who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"Thanks."

Lin Ran got out of the car.

It's not clear from the outside, but once you get closer, you realize that this small estate is fully equipped with all kinds of facilities. It has a three-story villa that provides accommodation and daily life services, a small sanatorium next to it, and a garden and fountain for walking and playing on the other side. It is exquisitely beautiful.

The servants looked curiously at the man who was appearing in the villa for the first time, whispering among themselves.

"Is this the young lady's boyfriend?"

"I don't know, I've never seen him before. Aunt Zhao said a man came today, and I thought he was a relative of the young lady, but I didn't expect him to be a young and handsome guy."

"Stop guessing. The young man is wearing the same safety amulet as the young lady, which the old lady got from the temple. The fact that she gave it to him means it's obvious, isn't it?"

Aunt Zhao overheard their discussion and went over to say a few words. The servants left in twos and threes, but they were still observing Lin Ran out of the corner of their eyes, very curious about the first man to visit the villa.

"They've been staying in the villa for a long time, and since it has everything, they rarely go out, so they're quite curious. I hope Mr. Lin won't mind."

"Let me ask, how much do they earn in a month?" Lin Ran was very curious about the salaries here.

Aunt Zhao was taken aback, not expecting him to ask that question. After thinking for a moment, she replied:

"New employees earn 15,000 yuan a month, while seniors who have served in the villa for more than a year earn 20,000 yuan a month, plus an annual bonus of 30,000 yuan. Their annual salary is approximately 200,000 to 300,000 yuan."

"Tsk."

Lin Ran clicked his tongue. He really earned a lot. No wonder he had a smile on his face when he was working.

The only person serving this villa is Jiang Qiaoqiao. She doesn't seem like a girl with bad living habits. The work isn't tiring, food and accommodation are free, and the annual salary is over 200,000 yuan. Lin Ran was tempted.

He followed Aunt Zhao into the villa.

"The first floor is the study and music room, which is where Qiaoqiao spends most of her time. The second floor is the living area. The third floor is currently empty and can be used whenever needed."

Where is she now?

"The music room," Aunt Zhao said. "Qiaoqiao just renovated the music room into a recording studio a while ago. Are you writing songs?" There was a gossipy glint in her eyes.

Lin Ran smiled but did not answer.

Aunt Zhao had other things to do in the morning, so she left after dropping Lin Ran off at the music room, and he went in alone.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard the clear and melodious sound of a piano; it was Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata".

Jiang Qiaoqiao, dressed in a white nightgown, sat in a sunlit spot playing the piano, with a beautiful garden visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the background.

Two calves were exposed outside the hem of her skirt, as white as lotus roots, and swayed slightly with the music.

Her long, beautiful, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her pretty face was expressionless, her eyes were closed, and she was completely immersed in the music, the glass-like jade amulet on her chest swaying gently.

Lin Ran walked over, and Jiang Qiaoqiao was playing the piano.

I walked up to her; she was still playing the piano.

He breathed on her face, but she continued playing the piano.

At this point, Lin Ran understood that Jiang Qiaoqiao was just showing off and trying to impress others.

Of course, I won't indulge her.

Lin Ran reached out and pinched her cheek. Unlike Tao Zhiyao's soft and juicy cheek, hers was elastic, like jelly.

噔——!

It was this pinch that caused the music to become disordered.

Jiang Qiaoqiao sighed, opened her eyes, her gaze filled with helplessness, and pointed to the black piano bench next to the piano.

"A beautiful girl is playing the piano, can't you just sit there and quietly enjoy it?"

"have no idea."

Lin Ran continued to pinch her cheeks.

Even a clay figure has some temper, let alone the proud Jiang Qiaoqiao. She slapped Lin Ran's hand away without hesitation, glaring at him with fierce eyes, as if she would bite him without hesitation if he reached out again.

Jiang Qiaoqiao closed the piano, stood up, and walked to the area enclosed by transparent glass on the other side of the music room.

This is the recording studio she transformed.

Although it looked somewhat rudimentary, the equipment was all top-of-the-line and expensive. Lin Ran tried recording a short audio clip, and the effect was no worse than that of a professional recording studio.

The two began recording "The Promise of Dandelion".

They practiced on their phones and while controlling their bodies over the past two days, and the recording was completed quickly.

After listening to the completed piece once, Lin Ran pondered for a moment and asked, "What do you think?"

Jiang Qiaoqiao frowned: "Something's strange, but I can't quite put my finger on it." She looked at Lin Ran, "By the way, Su Lingle asked me to tell you that she's coming back tomorrow."

"Didn't Su Lingle just go back?"

"I don't know either," Jiang Qiaoqiao said helplessly. "She called me yesterday and said she would be back tomorrow, asking if I could provide her with free accommodation."

"What did you say?"

I said get lost.

"Great, awesome!" Lin Ran gave a thumbs up.

"Then she said she was coming to find you." Jiang Qiaoqiao crossed her arms and sneered, "She hung up the phone immediately after saying that, as if she was afraid I would find her a place to stay."

"The Demon Orb," Lin Ran commented.

"Accurate."

After they finished speaking, the two fell silent for a moment.

This is their second meeting, yet they can talk every day. They are somewhere between familiar and unfamiliar. Many topics that they could talk about before meeting suddenly become impossible to discuss after meeting.

"Um...would you like to go upstairs to my room and take a look?" Jiang Qiaoqiao turned her head to the side, her earlobes slightly red.

Lin Ran nodded in agreement.

Jiang Qiaoqiao led him upstairs.

Aside from running and jumping, her legs are fine for walking and exerting a little force.

Lin Ran followed behind her, watching her fair legs cross as she moved forward, barefoot in slippers, her ankles visible.

"Qiaozi, your legs are so white."

Lin Ran's tone wasn't that of a lewd person; it was very frank, as if he were telling his roommate Xiao Nan that Xiao Nan looked really sexy in his briefs, using a teasing tone.

Jiang Qiaoqiao suddenly stopped, waited two seconds, continued upstairs, and then went into the bedroom alone, blocking Lin Ran at the door.

When the door opened again, she had changed her clothes, wearing a loose top, fitted straight-leg pants, and white lace-trimmed socks, covering herself up completely.

Jiang Qiaoqiao glared at him without saying a word, but her meaning was clear.

Lin Ran clicked his tongue: "There's no love left. I treated you like a brother, but you treated me like a hooligan."

"Okay, you said it yourself."

Jiang Qiaoqiao closed the door, clicked the lock shut, walked to the window, lay down on her back, kicked off one slipper and placed it on the bed, while the other slipper was draped diagonally over the edge of the bed.

"Come here, strip me naked, leave me with nothing. If you can hold out for ten minutes without flinching, I'll admit you're not a pervert. Dare you?"