Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1857: Chapter 1859: Business Isn’t About Feelings

There’s a saying that the biggest fear for a lady is befriending a client, because once they become friends, it’s difficult to charge for transactions, ending up providing services for free.

Chiang Qing shares this sentiment; she continually reminds herself that her relationship with Bi Xiaojin is just a transaction, devoid of emotions. She won’t develop feelings, and she hopes he won’t either.

Because, once emotions get involved, many things become corrupted and problems arise.

She doesn’t want problems and refuses to accept them. Her sole goal is the child—to gain more through the child. To put it bluntly, it’s exploitation.

That’s why she always sets boundaries. Once out of bed, she dresses and leaves. This person has never said anything, fully aware of his boundaries.

But now, what’s going on with Bi Xiaojin’s expression?

Chiang Qing furrowed her brows and said coldly, "You must understand, my relationship with you is not for chatting."

Bi Xiaojin’s eyes dimmed slightly as he replied, "I know, but I want to stay here if you need me!"

She doesn’t need it!

But does she really not need it? What woman doesn’t need comfort, doesn’t need warmth? Especially a woman so broken like her.

Chiang Qing glanced at him indifferently and sharply said, "I advise you not to invest too much affection. Once I get pregnant, take your money and leave immediately. Sometimes, too much affection may harm you."

Bi Xiaojin’s expression shifted several times, and his hand paused on her arm.

"You know whose woman I am, right? Think about it, if he finds out, what will happen to both of us?" Chiang Qing sneered coldly, "Aren’t you afraid?"

"If I were afraid, I wouldn’t have stepped into this room in the first place," Bi Xiaojin looked at her and said.

Chiang Qing’s breath hitched slightly as she met his bright gaze, her heart skipped a beat, causing her to feel somewhat flustered. She looked away, her face darkening.

Her waist was encircled by a pair of strong hands, and the person behind whispered near her ear, "I’m not afraid of him; I’m only afraid of you."

"What do you mean by that?" Chiang Qing tilted her face slightly, mocking, "A man just like a cowherd boy talking about feelings with me? What do you amount to?"

Why is it that the person who speaks of feelings to her is a man with this kind of relationship—why not someone else?

This kind of emotion wouldn’t make her feel sweet inside; it only felt dirty and humiliating.

A transaction is just a transaction, talking about feelings—isn’t that a joke?

Chiang Qing pried his hand away, got out of bed, and dressed while saying coldly, "I don’t think we should continue this relationship any longer. Chiang Tian will write a check for you!"

Bi Xiaojin’s expression slightly changed.

He watched her get dressed, watched her face cold as ice, lowered his eyelids, and said, "I’m sorry. I won’t bring it up again, I’ll focus on my role!"

"There’s no need! Chiang Tian will find someone else for me!" Chiang Qing said indifferently.

Other people wouldn’t talk nonsense about such ridiculous feelings, wouldn’t delay and seduce her.

"Others might not be as reliable and secretive as I am," Bi Xiaojin said.

Chiang Qing paused the movement of dressing.

Bi Xiaojin said, "Can you guarantee that others won’t leak anything? If it gets leaked, what would be the consequences? But I won’t leak anything."

"And how do you guarantee that?"

"Because I don’t want to hurt you, don’t want to put you in a difficult situation. You know I... I won’t." Bi Xiaojin said, "If you get pregnant and want me to leave, then I’ll go, not causing you any trouble."

Chiang Qing looked down at him from above; Bi Xiaojin’s servile attempt to please her entertained her. She started to take off her clothes again, saying, "Kiss me..."