How could Jiang Zhimiao agree?

After that, Fu Ruo brought her here by force.

Jiang Zhimiao raised his eyes and saw fine rain falling from the sky. Close at hand was a brightly lit mansion.

On the second floor, there were several figures reflected vaguely by the window.

Jiang Zhimiao curled up his fingertips and had some suspicions in his heart.

Fu Ruo held an umbrella and walked past her.

Jiang Zhimiao raised her eyes and looked over, but someone pushed her hard on the back. She staggered, her ankle hurt, and she almost fell down.

She looked back and saw several of Fu Ruo's bodyguards.

Fu Ruo was also attracted by the noise and said , " Be gentle to Miss Jiang. After all, she is Shen Zhuowen's lover."

When Fu Ruo said the word 'lover', he emphasized the pronunciation of the word very hard.

Ruoyouruowu's sarcasm slapped Jiang Zhimiao straight in the face.

Others don't know it, and Fu Ruo doesn't know it either. The way Shen Zhuowen looked at Jiang Zhimiao was not clear to begin with.

Thanks to that stupid boy Fu Shaoyu who said that Xie Rongzhi begged Shen Zhuowen, Jiang Zhimiao was Xie Rongzhi's man!

It was clearly Jiang Zhimiao, a woman who was dealing with several men. Thinking of this, Fu Ruo gave Jiang Zhimiao another look of disgust.

She was flawless in her polite words, but her voice was very sarcastic , " Miss Jiang won't be able to walk after being pushed, right? There is no one else around now, so there is no need for her delicate body to be pushed down easily, right?"

Jiang Zhimiao dug her nails into her palms and stood up on her ankles.

Fu Ruo was probably venting her anger on Fu Shaoyu and deliberately walked quickly. As if she had thought of something, she turned back to look at Jiang Zhimiao and said , " It doesn't matter if you don't agree. Do you really think that you are the only one in Shen Zhuowen's heart?" "

Jiang Zhimiao's heart sank.

After a while, they went up to the second floor.

She took the stairs, and Jiang Zhimiao could only take the stairs with her.

But with every step she took, the discomfort in her ankle became more severe. She took this opportunity to take a quick look at the corridor here.

The lights are bright and the place is magnificent, and the overall decoration still maintains the European aristocratic style.

There was only smoke in the air, and I could vaguely hear the man's swearing and the woman's flirting in the room.

Jiang Zhimiao frowned and looked up at Fu Ruo in front of him.

Fu Ruo stopped in front of a private room. She turned her head to look at Jiang Zhimiao, curled the corners of her lips meaningfully, and raised her hand to knock on the door.

The door opened quickly.

There was a lot of noise inside, but the moment they saw Fu Ruo, everyone fell silent.

Fu Ruo said , " Not welcome?"

Several people looked at each other and forced a smile. "How could that be? Welcome, welcome, but you came here today-"

Fu Ruo's red lips curled up slightly, "I'm here to give Shen Zhuowen a gift. Shen Zhuowen's secretary was just downstairs and I brought him up along the way."

With that said, she grabbed Jiang Zhimiao, who was standing outside the door, and pushed him in front of the public.

Jiang Zhimiao also saw the people in the house.

Several men and women were sitting together, some were drinking, some were playing cards, and some were singing.

At a glance, few looked familiar.

But yes.

The circle can be called big or small. People in the outside room are all relatives, which is normal.

In addition to them, there seems to be another room in this room, and the door is in this room.

The Fu family has suffered heavy losses recently and cannot compare to the Shen family, but a emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, so it is not something that a small family can afford to offend.

Fu Ruo's eyes moved to the door and asked , " Is Shen Zhuowen and Jiang Renqi inside?"

Several men were a little wary of her, and then they nodded slightly as if they thought of something.

Fu Ruo said , " You and I go in."

Jiang Zhimiao's suspicion in her heart came true. She tightened her lip lines and subconsciously took a step back.

As soon as he retreated, everyone present looked over.

Jiang Zhimiao is not the white and thin type. She basically has everything she should have. She got a lot of rain before getting in the car and before getting off the car. Her clothes are light-colored, and her long silky hair is , tightly attached to the body.

The man's eyes were a bit coveted.

If Fu was not blind, she saw it, frowned slightly, turned to look at the woman standing on one side, and said , " Take her to change into a set of clothes."

Jiang Zhimiao was about to refuse.

Fu Ruo interrupted coldly , " Do you want the men here to strip you naked?"

With just one sentence, Jiang Zhimiao was successfully stopped.

Jiang Zhimiao followed the woman pointed at by Fu Ruo to change her clothes.

The woman thought Jiang Zhimiao had just entered this circle. After giving her a skirt, she told her a lot of things about this place.

This place is similar to a club, a place for rich kids to have fun.

But, unlike the club, this place is even more lawless and is a man-eating den of devils.

If Fu Ruo really left her to that group of men, whether she could get out was one thing, but she might even lose her life.

Jiang Zhimiao lowered her eyelashes, raised her head after a while, and said , " Can I answer your phone?"

Her cell phone was taken away by Fu Ruo at the very beginning.

The woman was very cautious. "What do you want the phone for? If you want to escape now, I advise you not to think about it."

Jiang Zhimiao shook her head. "I sent a message to my boyfriend. He is also in this circle, but he is not as powerful as the Fu family—"

" ... " The woman didn't know what she was thinking of, and a hint of pity flashed across her eyes.

After considering for a moment, she handed the phone to Jiang Zhimiao.

Jiang Zhimiao sent a message to the familiar phone number.

Immediately, she checked her ankle and found it was not particularly swollen.

Jiang Zhimiao went out with the woman.

What the woman lent Jiang Zhimiao was a red fishtail dress with suspender style. Jiang Zhimiao's graceful figure was perfectly outlined, and the waves on her chest were ready to be seen. The extremely gorgeous red and white intertwined, even in the dim night, it was bright. bright eyes.

She walked up to Fu Ruo, who couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. She took Jiang Zhimiao's arm and led her through the door.

As he pushed the door open, the sound in the house suddenly stopped.

For a moment, all eyes turned over.

Fu Ruo looked calm. She pulled Jiang Zhimiao to the side of the man on the innermost floor. She chuckled and said , " Mr. Shen, I brought your secretary to you."

Jiang Zhimiao's eyelids trembled and he lowered his head.

As if to shrink himself.

Shen Zhuowen was sitting at the mahjong table, with his slender thighs crossed and his head slightly lowered, making it difficult to see his expression. Sitting on the small sofa next to him was Jiang Renqi, who had a faint look on his face. Jiang Renqi was surrounded by several girls. , seemed to be talking to her.

The two of them are like the king and queen in chess.

They didn't speak, and others didn't dare to speak, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

The bright yellow chandelier hung in the middle of the mahjong table, shaking slightly, as if to remind them, but the atmosphere became increasingly depressing.

Seeing this, Fu Ruo put on a smile and said politely , " Shao Yu has already received the punishment he deserves at home. There is no need for you, Shao Shen, to kill him all."

Shen Zhuowen raised his eyes slightly.

Jiang Renqi, who noticed this scene, felt tense. She looked calm and stood up, "Some people deserve to be punished when they make mistakes. Miss Fu, shouldn't Fu Shaoyu's character and Shen Zhuowen be punished for so many years? "

Then, she continued , " Also, even if he apologizes, he should come in person. It's not good for you, a sister, to come here and bring Secretary Jiang here specially."

She emphasized Jiang Zhimiao's identity.

If Fu can tolerate Shen Zhuowen, it doesn't mean that she can tolerate Jiang Renqi.

She didn't say anything, just took a step back with a smile, stretched out her hand, and pushed Jiang Zhimiao hard on the back.

Jiang Zhimiao could barely stand firm.

With such a push, the pain in her ankle worsened, and her body instinctively leaned forward!

In desperation, Jiang Zhimiao put her hands on Shen Zhuowen's shoulders. She took a step forward and fell straight into Shen Zhuowen's arms.