Jiang Zhimiao never expected Shen Zhuowen to love him much.

Keren is an emotional creature after all, and seeing him driving away without looking back, no matter how much he didn't care, he still felt some secret pain.

Like a small piece of glass breaking silently.

It wasn't very violent, but it was like ants crawling over her, entangled in threads.

Jiang Zhimiao's crow-green eyelashes blinked hard, and Jiang Zhimiao's hand holding the phone slowly tightened.

She walked out of the room expressionlessly.

The people who had been watching the fun before were now gathered around the room on the outer floor. When they saw her coming out, several people had complicated expressions, and a few showed contempt.

At a glance, there was another person who looked familiar.

Lin Anqiao, a person who has had a relationship with both sides.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't care what role she played in this incident. When she was sure that there was no one she knew among the crowd, she turned around and went downstairs.

Shen Zhuowen's deterrence is very good.

Not only Fu Ruo, but other people also knew clearly that she still had a third place in Shen Zhuowen's heart. Therefore, no one dared to stop her when she left the gate of the mansion.

Standing at the door, the tight string in Jiang Zhimiao's heart did not relax at all.

It's not over until she leaves here.

Turn on your phone, pull out the taxi app, and locate the mansion.

The drizzle was still falling, and the cicadas were chirping one after another. However, the outside world was completely dark, and there were not even two cars.

The summer heat mixed with the tide fell along the eaves.

Makes people feel restless.

Jiang Zhimiao pursed her lips, lowered her head, and looked at her phone again.

This place is quite far from the city center. It took Fu Ruo just over an hour to drive there. It was still four or five kilometers away until he finally waited for someone to take the order.

Suppressing the surging emotions in her heart, she took a deep breath and waited for the car to arrive.

It was already early in the morning when Jiang Zhimiao returned home.

She was soaked all over and came out of the shower, but Shen Zhuowen hadn't come back yet.

Jiang Zhimiao tried to make a phone call.

A long time passed and the phone call was automatically hung up silently.

After staring for two seconds, Jiang Zhimiao closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She originally thought she couldn't sleep, but unexpectedly she slept unexpectedly deeply, so deeply that she didn't want to get up.

An Qiaoqiao's voice was still echoing in my ears.

"Don't sleep anymore, you're going to be late, get up quickly, I bought you some buns!"

Then, she seemed to see An Qiaoqiao walking towards her quickly, as if trying to wake her up.

The moment An Qiaoqiao put her hand on her shoulder, Jiang Zhimiao suddenly opened her eyes. She took deep breaths and sat up. She picked up the ringing cell phone on the bedside table and turned off the alarm.

The window was not closed last night, and the cold wind blew in through the window, making her feel a chill on her back.

Jiang Zhimiao later realized that she was sweating all over. When she got out of bed, her body felt extremely heavy and her mind was even more muddy.

It must be a cold.

She pursed her lips slightly and looked at her phone. As usual, Shen Zhuowen didn't reply.

It seems that taking care of Jiang Renqi can prevent him from replying to messages all night.

Leave your real girlfriend behind.

Jiang Zhimiao tugged at the corners of her lips and found that she couldn't laugh. She went to the bathroom and washed her face with water. Her eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes.

After looking at herself in the mirror for a few seconds, she checked her ankle.

There are also slight signs of swelling.

But it's not very painful and I can walk.

Jiang Zhimiao went to the living room and took a few more pills before going out to work.

When she arrived at the company, she happened to see Shen Zhuowen at the company.

The difference is that this time there is one more person in the office: Jiang Renqi.

Jiang Zhimiao glanced at it twice, lowered his eyes, and sat back at his workstation.

Song Rou muttered , " Why do you look so bad? Didn't you get enough rest?"

Jiang Zhimiao , " It rained a little."

Song Rou asked nervously , " Have you taken the medicine?"

Jiang Zhimiao nodded and gave a soothing smile, "I've eaten, don't worry."

Song Rou finally breathed a sigh of relief. As if she had thought of something, she took out a document from the desk and handed it to Jiang Zhimiao. "Zhizhi, I remember you had a document to sign this morning. Can you come with me? I have a meeting this morning. Please, please!"

Jiang Zhimiao , " Okay, I'll go there in a minute."

Song Rou nodded vigorously, took the files on the table, turned around and left.

Jiang Zhimiao lowered her head and started busy with her work. She didn't have much work in the morning. The most important thing was to deliver documents.

She waited until nearly eleven o'clock before knocking on the office door.

Shen Zhuowen , " Please come in."

Jiang Zhimiao pushed the door open and put the documents on Shen Zhuowen's desk. She lowered her head slightly and said in a calm voice , " Mr. Shen, documents."

Shen Zhuowen raised his eyes and looked at her, "Did you go back yesterday?"

Jiang Zhimiao felt ironic, so she curved her lips just right and said, "I'm going back."

"There was an emergency yesterday and I didn't come back." Shen Zhuowen's voice was light as the tip of the pen scratched the paper.

Jiang Zhimiao was noncommittal.

Jiang Renqi, who was resting on the other side, stood up in time and walked to the table. She looked at Jiang Zhimiao with a smile on her face and said, "Ms. Jiang, I'm sorry. Yesterday, I had chest tightness and did a series of tests. It was found that there was a heart problem, so Zhuo Wen has been waiting for me for a long time, don’t blame him.”

Jiang Zhimiao raised her eyelashes slightly and said with a smile , " No, Miss Jiang is worrying too much."

Be at ease and not slippery.

Even if Jiang Renqi wanted to say something else, Jiang Zhimiao couldn't say anything in Jiang Zhimiao's overly magnanimous expression, and was speechless for a while.

Jiang Zhimiao smiled, looked at Shen Zhuowen, and reminded in a low voice , " Mr. Shen, if you finish signing the document, I will take the document back first."

Shen Zhuowen turned his head and looked at her. The woman's eyes were still clean, but it was as if he was not there.

As soon as the pen tip stopped, the ink unconsciously stained the paper.

A larger piece of ink.

It does not affect the effectiveness of the signature, but it reminds Shen Zhuowen that he has just been distracted.

Shen Zhuowen closed the pen and handed the document to Jiang Zhimiao, "Let's have lunch together."

Before Jiang Zhimiao could refuse, Jiang Renqi magnanimously assumed the attitude of a hostess and said, "Yes, we are very sorry about Secretary Jiang's incident yesterday. Let's have a meal together."

In response to this, Jiang Zhimiao just smiled politely and distantly, "Sorry, I have an appointment."

Jiang Renqi asked , " Isn't he your boyfriend?"

"No." Jiang Zhimiao said calmly , " It's another secretary. Let's have lunch together."

Jiang Renqi's eyebrows tightened. She was a little unwilling and wanted to say something else.

Shen Zhuowen said , " Go down."

Jiang Zhimiao nodded, turned and left the office.

Before she left, a vague gaze fell on her ankle.

When she returned to her workstation, she raised her head and glanced at the office. The two were still talking. She didn't know what they were talking about, but judging from Shen Zhuowen's expression, it should be something serious.

After just a few seconds, Jiang Zhimiao looked back at the screen in front of her, waiting for Song Rou to come back and asking her to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

Jiang Zhimiao returned to Yayuan at night.

In fact, she had nowhere to go and nowhere to return to.

Whether it's family affairs or Fu Shaoyu's affairs, the two things are mixed together, like the sword of Darkmos hanging above your head, and you don't know when it will fall.

Jiang Yunyun didn't say anything on the surface, but in fact he was asking about when she would go back every day.

Although Jiang Zhimiao believed her seven or eight times, she always felt that things were not as simple as Jiang Yunyun said, and she always felt that there was a missing link in the middle.

As for Fu Shaoyu—

Even if Jiang Zhimiao knew that Jinsen was very important to the Fu family, no matter how important he was, could he be more important than Fu Shaoyu?

She was worried that Shen Zhuowen would agree to Fu Ruo's request.

Looking at the sky outside, she suppressed her emotions, changed her clothes, moved her ankle for a while, and found that it didn't hurt much anymore. She went downstairs and walked slowly along the path in the community.

Maybe it just rained yesterday, but there are not many people there now, except for two or three people exercising.

Jiang Zhimiao was walking forward when someone suddenly tapped him on his shoulder.