Jiang Zhimiao looked at Jiang Yunyun and asked , " When did you get in touch with Huang Juan again?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to know that Jiang Zhimiao had returned and immediately hung up the call.

Jiang Yunyun was left alone with an embarrassed look on her face.

Jiang Zhimiao walked over.

Jiang Yunyun felt somewhat guilty. She also knew that Jiang Zhimiao didn't want her to contact Huang Juan. "Zhizhi, they are relatives after all. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected ... "

Jiang Zhimiao said , " Does she think you are her relative? Have you forgotten that she was unwilling to lend money back then?"

Jiang Yunyun was silent.

Jiang Zhimiao was furious. She looked at Jiang Yunyun with an uncertain tone , " Aunt Yun, do you know what she said about you in the hospital last time? She said you killed your sister."

Jiang Yunyun was shocked and suddenly looked up at Jiang Zhimiao, her eyes red.

Jiang Zhimiao couldn't bear it. She sighed and said in a deep voice , " We all know how my parents died. I won't listen to her nonsense."

Jiang Zhimiao's parents originally placed her in Jiang Yunyun's home so that their son could be born smoothly.

Later I heard that a person was hit by a truck driver on the road. Two adults and a child in the belly died on the spot. No one survived. The driver's family came to pay compensation and was also sent to jail. That was the end of the matter.

After that, there was Jiang Zhimiao who was raised by Jiang Yunyun.

The middle-aged woman's figure became hunched over bit by bit. She seemed to be remembering something sad. She covered her face and choked with sobs.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at it for a few seconds, turned around and went to the kitchen to get a cup of hot water and brought it to Jiang Yunyun.

She bent down, reached out and held Jiang Yunyun's hand, and softened her voice , " Let's just live our own lives, okay? Huang Juan's family is a mess."

a long time.

Jiang Zhimiao squatted for so long that his legs became numb, and Jiang Yunyun finally nodded.

Jiang Zhimiao smiled with relief, stood up and helped Jiang Yunyun back to the room.

Before entering the room, Jiang Yunyun subconsciously held her hand and said , " I bought a glass box and came back. I washed it and packed the food. You can bring the food over at noon tomorrow."

Jiang Zhimiao nodded.

Watching Jiang Yunyun fall asleep, she turned off the light, closed the door, and returned to her room.

Turn on your computer and complete your first draft.

Jiang Zhimiao stayed up all night, ordered a cup of coffee as usual, and then brought the food and coffee prepared by Jiang Yunyun to the company.

When he arrived at the company, Tang Fan looked at her with a complicated expression.

Jiang Zhimiao pretended not to see it. Shen Zhuowen should have told him the matter.

really.

Not long after she got to work, Jiang Zhimiao saw the person in charge who had embarrassed her yesterday leaving the office with scarlet eyes.

A grown man was scolded like this by Shen Zhuowen.

Jiang Zhimiao pursed her lips, and her impression of Shen Zhuowen in her heart was refreshed.

However, facing her boss at work is not something she just doesn't want to do.

At around eleven o'clock, Jiang Zhimiao walked into the office with documents.

Shen Zhuowen sat on the office chair.

He glanced briefly at the document Jiang Zhimiao handed to him and said calmly , " You will go back with me at noon today."

Jiang Zhimiao suddenly raised his eyes.

Shen Zhuowen's expression didn't change at all, he just raised his eyes and said, "Any questions?"

Jiang Zhimiao , " No."

Shen Zhuowen hummed, signed the document, and said in a calm tone , " I heard that the first draft of Wang Jie's plan has been completed. What about yours?"

Jiang Zhimiao , " It's still a little short, I'll leave it to you tomorrow morning."

In fact, the first draft was almost completed last night.

It's just that Jiang Zhimiao likes stability, so he wants to check it himself, then optimize it, and hand it over to Shen Zhuowen.

Shen Zhuowen rubbed the black pen with his fingers, and raised his hand, "Let's go out first."

Jiang Zhimiao picked up the document, turned around and walked out the door.

At noon, Jiang Zhimiao clicked downstairs and walked to the Maybach next to the second floor of the parking lot.

Shen Zhuowen was sitting inside, frowning, as if talking to someone.

Jiang Zhimiao gave up after hearing half of it.

Because Shen Zhuowen's conversations were all in foreign languages, and there were high-end specific vocabulary, Jiang Zhimiao knew nothing about finance, and it was very difficult to connect them coherently, let alone understand them.

She sat quietly next to Shen Zhuowen and placed the thermal bag on the ground.

The phone in the car was hung up at some point.

Shen Zhuowen looked up at her, "Come here."

Jiang Zhimiao blinked his eyelashes slightly and bent towards Shen Zhuowen.

Shen Zhuowen stretched out his hand and put it around her waist. He turned his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhimiao sitting down with a purple-red bag, and paused slightly.

Jiang Zhimiao naturally noticed Shen Zhuowen's fleeting eyes.

She paused and was about to say something.

Shen Zhuowen said calmly , " Afraid I won't feed you?"

Jiang Zhimiao was startled, "No, Aunt Yun specially packed it for me, so I brought it over."

Shen Zhuowen , " Don't bring it next time."

Jiang Zhimiao lowered her eyes. Just as she was about to discuss it with Shen Zhuowen, the man's palm pressed against the soft flesh of her waist, making her shiver with cold.

She subconsciously reached out and held Shen Zhuowen's hand.

The man held her fingertips with his back and intertwined their fingers.

The kiss fell, neither slow nor fast, but with a hot and sticky feeling, and gentle as water.

The strength in Jiang Zhimiao's hand weakened little by little, and his whole body collapsed in Shen Zhuowen's arms.

Almost all her weight rested on him.

As if thinking of something, Jiang Zhimiao looked at the front of the car. The partition board was raised, and the embarrassment on her face was reduced.

Arrive at Yayuan and enter the house.

Only then did Jiang Zhimiao know why Shen Zhuowen had to come back. She looked at the lady sitting in front of the dining table. She was about forty years old, somewhat similar to Shen Zhuowen, but she looked very young.

She looked at Shen Zhuowen and saw that he didn't express his position, so she lowered her head slightly.

The lady didn't look at her, but looked at Shen Zhuowen coldly.

There was a heavy sense of oppression in the room.

Shen Zhuowen turned to look at her, "Go and cook."

Jiang Zhimiao quickly entered the kitchen.

A few seconds later, she heard the lady in the living room ask coldly , " Shen Zhuowen, this is your cousin, how could you treat her like a dog and lock her in your house?!"

Shen Zhuowen's voice became even calmer , " Mother, do you have a better choice?"

"You -" the noble lady stood up suddenly, pointed at Shen Zhuowen, and said bitterly , " She is your sister!"

Shen Zhuowen raised his eyes, his eyes calm and indifferent. "Because she is my sister."

Mother Shen took a breath. She noticed the meaning of Shen Zhuowen's words and warned , " What do you mean?"

Shen Zhuowen raised his head, slowly looked at Mother Shen, and said lightly , " Literally."

If Shen Zhuoxu was not a member of the Shen family, he might not have intervened in this matter.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Jiang Zhimiao stopped putting her hands on the condiments. She had just walked to the refrigerator. Outside the refrigerator was the kitchen door, and then she heard a clear and loud slap.

Looking sideways, you can vaguely see the man's tilted face through the frosted glass window.

And there was a person standing in front of him.

Jiang Zhimiao's heart was high, and she subconsciously took a step toward the door, holding her hand on the door.

I heard Shen's mother sneer and say , " Zhuoxu, you don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it myself."

The woman slammed the door and the wall shook.