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Chapter 89 Are you still angry?

Jiang Zhimiao deleted the text message directly.

She had no intention of playing tricks with Fu Shaoyu, nor did she intend to delve into the reasons for his engagement to Wen Wen, so it was best to pretend she hadn't seen it.

She put down her phone and looked at the soft quilt on the sofa.

After looking at it for a long time, she bent down, put away the soft quilt, and knocked on the door of the master bedroom.

There was no movement in the room.

Shen Zhuowen didn't seem to be in the room.

Jiang Zhimiao listened for a while, then pressed the door handle with his palm and walked into the room.

Shen Zhuowen was not in the bedroom. The quilt was neat and without any wrinkles. She must have been up for a long time. She glanced around, took two steps forward, walked to the cabinet, and tiptoed to open the cabinet door above.

Jiang Zhimiao also lived in Shen Zhuowen's house for several days, and he knew the basic placement and arrangement of things clearly.

Looking towards the cabinet, there was an empty space on the upper right side of the neatly arranged cabinet, which should correspond to the quilt in her hand.

Just as she thought, Shen Zhuowen brought her a quilt from above.

Jiang Zhimiao put the quilt back in its place and closed the door.

As soon as she turned her head, she heard the man ask , " Why did you come in?"

Jiang Zhimiao looked back.

Shen Zhuowen only wore a loose nightgown. His hair was hanging in water, winding from his neck down to his upper abdominal muscles, and then to the end of the muscle lines, going deep inside, but was blocked by plain black underwear.

Even so, the land cannot be completely covered.

Jiang Zhimiao looked away in embarrassment, her voice trembling , " I'll come over and put the quilt down."

She seemed to want to change the subject, stabilize her mind, and then asked , " Last night——"

"You fainted last night." For some reason, Shen Zhuowen added with ease , " You were dizzy."

Jiang Zhimiao , "... "

An inexplicable feeling of shame arose in her heart. She looked at the man in front of her and gritted her teeth slightly.

Shen Zhuowen looked back at her, then stretched out his hand, as if to take off his nightgown and change clothes. Seeing Jiang Zhimiao still standing there in a daze, his eyebrows were raised slightly, and there was no sign of happiness or anger, but his expression was slightly lowered.

"Still not leaving?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhimiao left quickly without looking back.

They bumped into each other one after another, and she accidentally touched Shen Zhuowen's shoulder, but she didn't care and didn't look back, as if she was really worried that he would take off his clothes if he disagreed.

Shen Zhuowen turned around and saw the door closing.

After staring for a few seconds, he took off his coat and took out a black shirt. His eyes paused and fell on the collar, and then he gave another faint smile.

Jiang Zhimiao walked out of the room.

She walked so fast that she didn't hear the almost joking chuckle in the room.

She entered the kitchen and prepared the ingredients. When the cold water rushed over the knife surface, her face showed on the refracted surface. It was very poor, so pale that it was a bit scary.

It was also at this moment that Jiang Zhimiao's shaken mind slowly calmed down.

She slowly exhaled her breath and recalled the horrific and disgusting scenes last night. The forgotten emotions rushed back to her again, creating a nauseating fear.

His left hand covered his right wrist, covering up every strand of trembling.

No matter what, she was still afraid.

Even though she knew that Shen Zhuowen was not someone who used women to please others, and that his current position was completely unnecessary, she was still afraid that he would send her out in a rage.

She has seen many such men around Fu Shaoyu.

Will Shen Zhuowen really be an exception?

Jiang Zhimiao lowered his eyes, watching the water rolling over the knife surface, and pursed his lips into a straight line.

Turning off the faucet, she cut the green pepper and shredded meat into shreds and started cooking the soup again.

The mechanical approach made Jiang Zhimiao gradually forget this emotion.

After she put the noodles on the table, she looked just like a normal person, as if she was no longer affected by yesterday's emotions.

Shen Zhuowen sat at the table.

Jiang Zhimiao put her portion on the table. She lowered her eyes and ate slowly without looking at Shen Zhuowen.

Shen Zhuowen also ate slowly by himself.

No sound was made during the whole process, as quiet as a strange couple living apart.

Everyone washes dishes individually.

After Shen Zhuowen finished doing this, he didn't look at Jiang Zhimiao, but simply told her about today's work, and that she needed to go back to the company temporarily to get some documents for Shen Zhuowen. These documents must be signed today. Tang Fan will come and take it away later.

After Jiang Zhimiao finished handling official duties for Shen Zhuowen, he was about to get up from the computer desk and go to the company to get documents for him.

The man is reviewing the email she just sent.

When the high body temperature touched her skin, Jiang Zhimiao subconsciously avoided it. Her movements were so large that the chair was moved out.

Shen Zhuowen's eyes fell on her, without any emotion, but it made people feel cold and uncomfortable for no reason.

"Still angry?"

Jiang Zhimiao also responded coldly , " No."

Shen Zhuowen sneered , " Then who are you showing this to?"

His gaze fell appropriately on the chair that Jiang Zhimiao knocked aside, and then he raised his eyes and fixed them on the woman. This gaze seemed to strip Jiang Zhimiao completely, leaving her with nothing to hide.

Jiang Zhimiao wanted to say that he didn't have it, but just like yesterday, if she said it, would he believe it?

The answer from the bottom of my heart is ready to come out.

Jiang Zhimiao lowered his eyes appropriately and said in a calm voice , " It's the documents for the East Bank project, as well as the high-speed rail and the land in the southern district, right?"

Shen Zhuowen suddenly smiled, "Yes."

Jiang Zhimiao nodded, indicating that he understood, and then turned around and left.

The moment she left, Shen Zhuowen's face turned completely gloomy, and his dark pupils seemed to have stirred up a storm. He looked at the tightly closed door and heard the opening and closing of the entrance hall and the last creak. .

With a sneer on his lips, he picked up the cigarette case and lit a cigarette.

In the flickering light and shadow, the scarlet color on the cigarette butt seemed to be burning not the air, but his heart.

...

Jiang Zhimiao left Yayuan and went directly to the hospital.

She planned to go to the company after visiting Shan Yu, so that they would not notice.

When I got to the hospital entrance, I asked the nurse.

Only then did Jiang Zhimiao know that as soon as they left yesterday, Shan Yu was picked up by the Shan family and transferred to the hospital overnight.

She was stunned for a moment, but still nodded to thank the nurse, turned around and walked out, taking a taxi to the company.

The online taxi will arrive in more than ten minutes.

Jiang Zhimiao stood by the road waiting.

This scene happened to be seen by the man standing by the window. He clicked his tongue twice, took out his cell phone and was about to take a photo.

After a while, he put his phone down again and watched the woman leave in the car.

It was at this time that Jiang Zhimiao finally realized something was wrong. The online car-hailing driver couldn't possibly know her name, and this driver called her "Miss Jiang" before she even got in the car.

He knew her, there was no way he would take her to the company.

Just at this moment, the cell phone rang.

When I answered the phone, it was the online car-hailing driver asking where Jiang Zhimiao was and that he had already arrived.

Jiang Zhimiao's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened. She looked at the man driving in front of her, her mouth opening and closing.

The driver saw her panic through the rearview mirror and smiled , " Miss Jiang, someone wants to see you."

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