Jiang Zhimiao's motionless figure attracted several makeup artists who had not left.

They looked at each other.

Finally, someone was sent to inquire about Jiang Zhimiao's situation.

Jiang Zhimiao forced a smile, said a few words to comfort them, and sent them out.

The room returned to calm.

Jiang Zhimiao pinched his brows and held the phone tightly in his palm.

The out-of-control emotions in her heart were like a derailed train, and her heartbeat was about to jump out of her throat, making her want to explode.

Taking a long, deep breath, she suppressed her emotions.

Then, he turned sideways, walked into the bedroom, looked for medicine, unscrewed the cap with trembling fingers, and swallowed the capsules raw.

Ding Dong sound.

The notification sound of the mobile phone is extremely harsh in a quiet environment.

My hand was shaking and the phone almost slipped out of my palm.

Jiang Zhimiao then realized that her palms were covered with sweat. She wiped them clean and turned on her cell phone.

A capital letter 'Fu'.

The content of the text message was a video.

He was well-dressed and dressed in a suit.

It's a few seconds short video of a man and a woman holding their arms. The woman has an admiring smile on her face, and the man is looking down at her. They look a good match, but also very dazzling.

Jiang Zhimiao pursed his lips.

After a moment, she stood up and sent a message to Fu Shaoyu.

【What do you mean by sending me this video? 】

Fu Shaoyu: [Help you recognize their true colors. ]

Jiang Zhimiao: [Can you take me into the venue? ]

Fu Shaoyu: [Are you sure? ]

When Jiang Zhimiao typed twenty-six keys, she found that her palms were about to loosen their grip on the keyboard. She looked at the flickering screen and replied: [Hmm.]

Fu Shaoyu: [I have a price. ]

Jiang Zhimiao: [What?]

Fu Shaoyu: [Marry me.]

When Jiang Zhimiao saw this message, his phone seemed to finally lose control and slipped directly from his palm.

The soft rubber phone case hit the ground.

Jiang Zhimiao picked it up and looked at the screen carefully, finding that it was completely unharmed.

She took a deep breath and typed a reply: [Sure, but it has to wait until my plan is completed.]

Fu Shaoyu: [Send me the address.]

Jiang Zhimiao lowered his eyes and pressed his thumb on the light screen, revealing mottled fingerprints.

Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Zhimiao walked over and opened the door.

Fu Shaoyu was standing at the door, looking down at his phone.

Just at this moment, Jiang Zhimiao's cell phone rang. She glanced over and saw that it was Fu Shaoyu asking her if she was inside.

Jiang Zhimiao met Fu Shaoyu's gaze.

Fu Shaoyu raised his eyebrows, grabbed Jiang Zhimiao's arm, and planned to take her away.

Jiang Zhimiao said , " Wait a moment."

Fu Shaoyu was stunned.

Jiang Zhimiao reached out and untied the tie around Fu Shaoyu's neck, then tied a tie of the same color as his clothes around his collar.

Fu Shaoyu lowered his head following her force.

The dark blue tie and pure black shirt have little color difference, which makes him look more stable and reserved.

Fu Shaoyu pulled at his tie, looking a little uncomfortable. "For me?"

Jiang Zhimiao was originally reserved for Shen Zhuowen, but now it seems that someone else is suitable. She raised her eyes and said softly , " I told you, do you believe it?"

Fu Shaoyu , " I believe it."

He answered so decisively that Jiang Zhimiao was stunned.

After looking at the time on his watch, Jiang Zhimiao couldn't help but tilt his head and reminded in a low voice , " We are almost late."

Fu Shao's eyebrows were raised high. He clasped Jiang Zhimiao's arm, passed the other arm under his knees, picked her up, and started running away with her.

"Won't."

Jiang Zhimiao's voice was stuck in her throat the moment her body reached the air. She stretched out her arms and she couldn't help but hug Fu Shaoyu's neck tightly.

Fu Shaoyu's steps were very steady.

He held Jiang Zhimiao in his arms and walked in quickly at the point where the elevator had just come down.

Jiang Zhimiao pulled Fu Shaoyu's sleeve and said, "Put me down."

Fu Shaoyu glanced at her sideways, his eyes full of excitement, "No, you're wearing high heels, it's hard to run, and the car is still some distance away from the elevator."

Jiang Zhimiao , "... "

The elevator went down very quickly.

Just as Fu Shaoyu said.

As soon as they got out of the elevator, Fu Shaoyu carried her and ran to the car.

Jiang Zhimiao buried herself in Fu Shaoyu's arms like a quail the whole time.

Fortunately, there are not many cars in the garage.

Most of the guests had gone out to attend the party, and only a few cars were parked in the garage.

Jiang Zhimiao was sitting in the passenger seat and looked out.

Fu Shaoyu reached out and took out the drawer under the car and handed her a candy. The pink tin foil made Jiang Zhimiao frown and look at Fu Shaoyu.

"This is ... "

Fu Shaoyu remained calm and said, "I prepared it for you."

Jiang Zhimiao's heartbeat had not slowed down yet and she had no desire to eat. After taking the candy for a while, she stuffed it into the drawer.

Fu Shaoyu asked , " What is the plan you mentioned in the text message?"

Jiang Zhimiao turned her head to look at Fu Shaoyu. She met the eyes in the rearview mirror and said softly , " If I say that I am the daughter of the Jiang family, would you believe it?"

Fu Shaoyu , " I believe it."

Jiang Zhimiao , "... "

The dark night was heavy, pressing on my heart, with an indescribable depression, but it seemed to be dispelled a lot because of Fu Shaoyu's words.

Jiang Zhimiao , " You believe everything I say."

"Yes." Fu Shaoyu tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He turned his head and spoke calmly, as if he was talking about something insignificant. "I believe everything you say. If you want to use me, that's fine."

"But there is a prerequisite——"

Jiang Zhimiao pursed her lips into a line and glanced over there.

She knew what the premise Fu Shaoyu was talking about was.

He also knew what kind of deal he had just made with Fu Shaoyu.

There was a faint smell of tobacco in the air.

That didn't come from the outside world.

But on the man beside him.

Jiang Zhimiao curled up her slender fingers slightly and gently closed her eyes.

The banquet was held in front of a villa not far from the hotel, about twenty minutes' drive away.

Fu Shaoyu said in a low voice , " If you need me to do anything, you can tell me and I will help you."

Jiang Zhimiao , " Not for now, I can handle it myself."

As these words fell, the carriage fell completely silent.

Fu Shaoyu glanced at her sideways.

Jiang Zhimiao had a calm expression as she looked outward. She was no longer the girl who trembled all over when facing him. Now she was tough and gentle, and even if she encountered problems, she would make decisions quickly.

The car drove to the gate of the villa.

There were quite a few cars parked outside the door, and the sound of violins could be faintly heard from inside.

Jiang Zhimiao got out of the car and looked around. Men and women were mixed together, seemingly discussing something. Fu Shaoyu walked up to Jiang Zhimiao, raised his arm, and looked back at her.

"You can't go in there by yourself."

Jiang Zhimiao took a deep breath, lifted her skirt, and went in with Fu Shaoyu.

The man's hot body temperature passed through the fabric to his fingertips.

Jiang Zhimiao's loosely folded arms shrank for a second, and he turned around to look at Fu Shaoyu in front of him.

Fu Shaoyu seemed unaware and took Jiang Zhimiao into the banquet hall.

In the magnificent banquet hall, lights were shining, a band was playing on the stage on one side, and two or three couples were dancing in the middle.

Seeing new people coming, they looked over.

However, the eyes are normal.

He only took a glance and then looked away.

Although the incident the day before yesterday caused a big fuss, in reality, they didn’t know who was taken away, and naturally they didn’t know who the protagonist was.

Walking to the corner, Jiang Zhimiao let go of Fu Shaoyu's hand.

Fu Shaoyu looked at his loosened hand and said , " Throw it away after use."

Jiang Zhimiao , "... "

Where did he learn this phrase? She steadied her tone, lowered her voice, and soothed him , " I have something to do."

After saying this, without waiting for Fu Shaoyu to speak again, Jiang Zhimiao quietly left the crowd.

Fu Shaoyu glanced at her, but someone behind him patted his shoulder.

"What are you looking at?" Matthew complained with a purple face, " You value women over friendship. I was beaten so badly because of you the day before yesterday, but you didn't even come to see me. Now you are standing there looking at a beautiful woman."

Fu Shaoyu retracted his gaze, the smile in his eyes faded a lot, and glanced at Matthew, "I gave you all the profits from that line, isn't that enough?"

A hint of viciousness flashed across Matthew's eyes. "Of course this is not enough. I heard that my uncle is going to decide on announcing the heir today. You have to help me."

"how do you want to do it?"

As soon as Fu Shaoyu finished speaking, a scream came from upstairs!