The smile on Jiang Zhimiao's face never fell since he entered the door.

Looking around, she saw that there was no one on a small balcony in a corner, so she walked over in a few steps.

In the meantime, she still met a lot of people saying hello.

They may have all heard that Jiang Zhimiao was Shen Zhuowen's new female companion, and they were a little more pleasant to her.

Even if there is a secret squeeze, it is not too much.

Jiang Zhimiao pretended not to hear anything, nodded with a tight-lipped smile, then nodded and left.

After about ten minutes, Jiang Zhimiao finally arrived at the corner balcony. She rubbed her face, feeling that she had frozen in laughter and her muscles were sore.

At this moment, a vague gaze fell behind him.

Jiang Zhimiao looked back and saw that there was no one she was familiar with in the banquet hall where people were standing in groups of three or three.

Muttering in her mind, she looked away and turned on her phone.

The messages on the phone are still the same as usual.

Lowering her eyes, Jiang Zhimiao thought of what Shen Zhuowen said in the underground parking garage. She rubbed the screen with her fingertips and then switched to the WeChat account of the female colleague next to her. The female colleague's name was Song Rou, and she was somewhat similar to her. Extroversion is the complete opposite.

Jiang Zhimiao greeted his female colleague and asked her when she would arrive at the company tomorrow.

Song Rou was probably resting at home and answered quickly.

Jiang Zhimiao simply entrusted Song Rou to bring him a breakfast. It was from a noodle shop downstairs in the company. In return, she brought her a piece of braised pork ribs at home to try. If it tastes good, she will try it with her next time. She shared it together.

Song Rou quickly agreed.

Jiang Zhimiao started some other topics based on Song Rou's avatar and circle of friends, until Shen Zhuowen's message popped up from the top.

——He asked her to go to the second floor.

After a moment, Jiang Zhimiao told Song Rou that he would go ahead and go out to the balcony.

As soon as I walked to the small table not far in front of the balcony, I suddenly felt the fabric behind me being soaked.

Jiang Zhimiao frowned slightly and looked back.

A waiter stood in front of her with an apologetic look on his face, holding half a glass of red wine in his hand. One could imagine what was poured on her skirt.

There was a sneer in his ear.

Jiang Zhimiao pursed her lips slightly and turned her head to look not far away.

The man who had just been warned by Xie Rongzhi was standing not far away, holding a glass of identical red wine in his hand, and his eyes glanced down at her with malice.

The movement in the banquet hall caused many people to turn their heads and look over.

In this kind of banquet hall, no matter what kind of noise is made, it is embarrassing.

And this may be the other party's purpose.

Jiang Zhimiao lowered his eyes to send a message to Shen Zhuowen, then looked up at the waiter.

The waiter took a step forward and said, "I'm sorry, lady, I didn't pay attention just now. I'm really sorry."

Jiang Zhimiao said , " It's okay."

The waiter looked uneasy, "Really? Otherwise, I'll take you upstairs to change your clothes."

With that said, she was about to reach out to catch Jiang Zhimiao. Jiang Zhimiao turned sideways and the expression on her face became lighter. However, she remembered what the scene was and her expression did not change , " No, I have already informed my boyfriend." Come on, he should be coming down soon."

The waiter suddenly turned around and looked at the man standing over there.

This time, Jiang Zhimiao did not miss the violence that flashed through the man's eyes.

The waiter in front of him also reacted very quickly, as if breaking a jar, he stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Zhimiao, and dragged him out, shouting apology words like sorry while dragging him out.

The other party seemed to be very sure that Jiang Zhimiao did not dare to cause trouble, so he held her tighter.

Jiang Zhimiao did have some scruples compared to him.

This kind of occasion is not suitable for making too big a fuss, because the person behind her is Shen Zhuowen, and it will not be her who will be embarrassed, but Shen Zhuowen.

Seeing that the door was getting closer and closer, Jiang Zhimiao pursed her lips, let go of her resistance, and followed him out step by step, seemingly accepting her fate.

The moon is bright and there are few stars, and the night is as dark as ink.

The headlights at the door were on, but they only illuminated the area in front. Looking from the side, there was a flower bed surrounded by thorns. There were dark shadows, like a bloody mouth that was about to devour people. The waiter's purpose was clear, which was to take her to the flower bed.

He said righteously , " Sorry, it's too conspicuous to walk into the hall. There is a staircase on the side. We can go up from the side. When we change our clothes, you can also come down this way."

Jiang Zhimiao didn't say anything, just looked at his back as he pulled her.

Then, she looked at her wrist which was already turning slightly blue and lowered her eyes.

The waiter took Jiang Zhimiao for quite a long distance. Most of the flowers in the flowerbed had thorns, which scratched the delicate skin and left mottled blood marks. Even the waiter himself was pricked several times and cried out.

But Jiang Zhimiao didn't say a word.

At this time, she still felt that Shen Zhuowen would come.

They walked through the flowerbed and saw a spring of water, with tree shadows lingering and swaying beside it.

There was a figure standing there, it was the man from the banquet just now.

The man's eyes were sinister as he glanced at the waiter coldly, "You can leave."

The waiter bowed, turned around and left.

Jiang Zhimiao turned around instinctively, planning to leave with the waiter.

My scalp tingled.

She looked back and saw the man grabbing her long hair and dragging her towards the spring. He sneered and said , " Who are you looking at with that expression? You think Shen Zhuowen is covering you, so you can just stare at her." Is it higher than the top?”

Jiang Zhimiao's heart sank, "I am Shen Zhuowen's woman."

The man smiled a little, "I am playing with Shen Zhuowen's woman, don't you know?"

Of course, if Shen Zhuowen brought a woman with a background, he would definitely not touch her.

Unfortunately, Jiang Zhimiao has no background.

He didn't think Shen Zhuowen would quarrel with him because of such a woman with no background. Although his family was at the bottom of the circle, he was still one of them.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at the man's eyes and almost stripped herself naked, so she turned to another topic.

"Why are you so hostile to Shen Zhuowen? Are you from Fu Shaoyu?"

The man said , " You guessed it right."

He dragged Jiang Zhimiao step by step under the tree.

The moment he let go of his hand, Jiang Zhimiao suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the man to the ground, then ran out fiercely.

But, not even two steps yet——

A strong hand grabbed her wrist and threw her back.

Jiang Zhimiao was also thrown out and fell heavily to the ground. She raised her head and looked at the man who was striding towards her.

There has always been a disparity in power between men and women.

Jiang Zhimiao wanted to resist, but she had no strength to do so. The man easily rode on her, grabbed her hands with his palms, and the fabric was torn apart.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew overhead.

The weight on his body suddenly disappeared, and Jiang Zhimiao raised his head belatedly and looked forward.

The man was kicked away.