Jiang Zhimiao suddenly paused.

She raised her head and looked at the ward next to the door, and heard Shen Zhuowen's voice jokingly asking , " A date?"

The brothers wanted to say something else, but Shan Yu stopped them all, "No, they are just talking nonsense."

He was not stupid. Looking at Shen Zhuowen's attitude, he knew that people didn't have a good attitude towards Jiang Zhimiao. The less people knew about this kind of thing, the better.

Everyone still wanted to talk.

The Shan Yu puffed his beard and stared, looking like he was getting angry in a hurry.

Humanity standing beside Shan Yu said , " Brother Shen, if you want to know, you probably have to take action yourself. Look at Shan Yu like this, trapped by love, tsk tsk."

He seemed to be excusing Shan Yu, but in fact he was adding fuel to the fire.

Shen Zhuowen turned his head and his eyes fell on Shan Yu, his meaning was not obvious.

Shanyu still used the same old rhetoric.

The atmosphere became a little subtle.

Even Jiang Zhimiao, who was standing inside, was shocked and pinched his fingertips into his palm.

Shen Zhuowen said , " Since you don't want to say it, forget it."

Shan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother Shen, thank you very much." He seemed to know that he would be disappointed if he didn't say anything like this, and explained after a while , " She is quite shy. I haven't caught up with anyone yet, so I want to be cautious."

Shen Zhuowen raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

However, Shan Yu's sharp eyes noticed the mist left by the thermos on the bedside table, "The person who brought you food just left?"

Shen Zhuowen sat quietly on the bedside, his expression calm, "I haven't left yet."

After he finished speaking, he looked towards the bathroom as if he was pointing something.

Shan Yu said , " Wang Ma is still delivering food today? I miss her bite."

Mother Wang is the nanny of the Shen family, and she sometimes comes to cook for Shen Zhuowen, but she only comes to the door very rarely, usually when Shen Zhuowen is sick.

Many people present had eaten the meal cooked by Wang Ma.

Following Shan Yu's words, most people started discussing it in various ways.

Standing in the bathroom, Jiang Zhimiao's figure became stiffer and stiffer.

Nothing else.

Those people were already discussing, saying that they wanted to come and say hello to the 'Wang Ma' they called.

But Jiang Zhimiao is not Wang Ma, so she can't explain this.

However, Shen Zhuowen didn't give any explanation, as if he was waiting for the people present to misunderstand Jiang Zhimiao as 'Wang Ma'.

Once the matter is exposed, Jiang Zhimiao will definitely be hurt.

A click, a small, subtle sound interrupted their conversation.

The woman who came out of the bathroom was beyond everyone's expectations.

Jiang Zhimiao left the bathroom with a calm expression. She looked at Shen Zhuowen who was surrounded by everyone. Her voice was polite and distant , " Mr. Shen, I have washed the bowls. I will go back first and come back at night."

Silence fell.

Everyone's pupils were shocked, and they never expected that things would develop like this.

Shan was the one with the stiffest expression among them. He pursed his lips and took a step forward, but was obscured by the figure of the person next to him.

A flash of interest flashed in Shen Zhuowen's eyes, and he said lightly , " Okay."

Jiang Zhimiao nodded, walked past the men, and put the things into the thermal bag.

As long as she is not embarrassed, it will be others who are embarrassed.

But having said that, she didn't even dare to make eye contact with anyone before leaving the ward.

The figures leaving the ward looked somewhat embarrassed and flustered.

What kind of good person would leave the ward in public like this? As soon as Jiang Zhimiao walked out, her face couldn't hold back any more and she felt like her whole body was about to break apart.

But she quickly adjusted her expression.

Ding Dong sound.

Jiang Zhimiao opened his cell phone and saw a message from Shanyu.

Let her wait for him.

Jiang Zhimiao hesitated for a moment, but decided to talk it out with Shanyu. He stood in the shade not far downstairs of the inpatient department, waiting for Shanyu.

After about twenty minutes, Shanyu left the hospital building.

Following the instructions from the message on his cell phone, he quickly walked up to Jiang Zhimiao, lowered his head and looked at her, his pupils filled with complicated and difficult-to-discern emotions for a moment.

"You today -" before he could finish his words, he added , " Are you Brother Shen's secretary?"

Jiang Zhimiao raised his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and nodded , " The last time you saw me in Yayuan, it was because I was Shen Zhuowen's secretary, and he asked me to cook for Shen Zhuoxu."

Shanyu breathed a deep sigh of relief. From him, Jiang Zhimiao vaguely saw the lost tail of the puppy rising again.

"So that's it." Shan Yu changed his words , " I just ... what they just said in the ward are all lies. They are either a date or just their random imagination. Don't take it to heart."

The next sentence from the Chanyu directly blocked Jiang Zhimiao's words in his throat.

After all, none of the parties involved admit it.

If she said now that she didn't have that kind of feeling towards him, it would seem like she was being too sentimental.

Jiang Zhimiao raised the corner of his lips, "I know, but I won't take it to heart, because Qiaoqiao is still here, right?"

The Chanyu nodded like pounding garlic.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at the late sun and curled his eyes, "Okay, I understand. I'll go back first. I still have to cook lunch."

As she spoke, she pointed to an old residential area not far away.

The Chanyu asked , " Where is your home?"

Jiang Zhimiao hummed , " My home is close, so I'm the one delivering the meal today. Assistant Tang can't leave."

Shan Yu suddenly realized that his whole temperament seemed to be more lazy and relaxed than before. He measured the distance with his eyes and said, "I'll take you home."

Jiang Zhimiao thought about it and said , " Where is Mr. Shen?"

"There are a group of them there, and I am not missing any one of them," he said.

Hearing what people said, Jiang Zhimiao didn't know what to say and left the hospital with him.

Crossing an intersection, we walked under the lush green trees.

The weather in early summer is a little less cold than spring.

The breeze blows, faintly carrying the restless breath of spring.

In the meantime, Jiang Zhimiao also met many acquaintances.

Jiang Zhimiao greeted each other one by one, and Shanyu imitated her in saying hello, receiving confused looks from many neighbors.

As an acquaintance, she can naturally understand these glances.

Subconsciously, I looked at Shanyu a few more times.

Shanyu was undoubtedly excellent in appearance, and had a certain amount of dignity that was just right. He lowered his eyes, standing there quietly, and as long as he didn't open his mouth, he could still intimidate people.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his words were broken. The Chanyu smiled and said , " What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhimiao retracted her gaze, and while there was no one around, she said to Shanyu , " Don't imitate me and shout, they will misunderstand you--"

Shan Yu , " What do you misunderstand me about?"

The man looked at Jiang Zhimiao with clear eyes, which made her doubt whether he was really innocent. But she still said , " I misunderstood the relationship between you and me."

Shan Yu was heartless and said, "Then let them misunderstand."

Jiang Zhimiao choked.

Shan Yu seemed to notice Jiang Zhimiao's helplessness and explained , " You can't always live by others' faces, and if I keep explaining, they will think it's just making things worse."

Jiang Zhimiao thought about it and agreed.

Before they knew it, they were already downstairs at home.

Jiang Zhimiao looked up at home, and thinking that Jiang Yunyun was still at home, he said tactfully , " I'm home."

Generally speaking, this statement carries with it some connotation of an expulsion order.

Shanyu understood, he leaned closer to Jiang Zhimiao and stretched out his arm.

Jiang Zhimiao's slender back stiffened and he subconsciously stepped back.

A person came down the stairs, "Zhizhi?"