When Shen Zhuowen called Xie Rongzhi, he was standing at Ning Mingwei's door.

Ning Mingwei's face turned pale, and she clenched her arms tightly at her sides.

But he didn't want to say a word.

Shen Zhuowen raised his eyes and looked at her, then looked at Tang Fan beside him, the toes of his shoes grinding against the ground.

No one dared to speak first.

Ning Mingwei pursed her lips and turned away hastily.

She didn't expect Shen Zhuowen to be so fast.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhuowen realized that something was wrong and blocked his door directly.

The low pressure that Shen Zhuowen is exuding now makes people dare not say a word.

The man's voice was calm , " I heard that you are having a great time in Star City recently. How are you doing? Is it fun?"

Xie Rongzhi curled his lips, and his attitude was as calm as ever , " The plate in Star City is only so big. If someone takes over, someone will definitely give in. I think if you don't interfere, it will be fine if you end up eating two fish."

Shen Zhuowen , " It's okay."

He changed the subject and his voice was cold and cruel , " But if you have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, you have to be careful."

Seeing that the words came to this, Xie Rongzhi finally understood that Shen Zhuowen knew what he had done.

After a while, he chuckled softly, but his words were filled with sinister thoughts , " Mr. Shen, are you trying to tell me that you can lift me up or make me fall down?"

"Do you think I'm still the same Xie Rongzhi who was at your mercy?"

What responded to him was a cold hang-up tone.

No wonder Jiang Zhimiao and Shen Zhuowen can be together.

This kind of behavior is suitable for a couple.

Unfortunately, he won't let any of them go.

Xie Rongzhi looked at the distorted face of the man reflected in the glass and sneered neurotically.

Under the densely packed buildings, roads crisscross.

The car was driving on it.

One after another, one after another.

The taxi that Jiang Zhimiao took was one of them.

The place where Jiang Minbai asked her to meet was a remote teahouse in the city center.

When Jiang Zhimiao arrived at the door, there were many bodyguards standing there.

One of the waiters came out and said politely , " Ms. Jiang, Mr. Jiang has been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Zhimiao's lips tightened, he nodded calmly, and walked inside.

The waiter led Jiang Zhimiao to the third floor.

Push open one of the boxes.

Jiang Minbai was waiting inside.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at him, and Jiang Minbai also looked at Jiang Zhimiao.

After a long while, a faint smile appeared on his lips . " Ms. Jiang, I have heard your name from Renqi a long time ago. When I saw you today, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful."

Jiang Zhimiao said , " Mr. Jiang too."

Jiang Minbai pointed to the seat near the door and asked, "Sit?"

Jiang Zhimiao sat down readily.

Jiang Minbai then sat opposite her, as friendly as an ordinary uncle. It was also this kind of person who destroyed Jiang Zhimiao's last bit of confidence in the Jiang family.

With her long eyelashes drooping slightly, Jiang Zhimiao said softly , " Uncle Jiang, is there something you want me to do this time?"

Jiang Minbai smiled, "You should know Renqi's life experience."

The words he used were not questions, but affirmations.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't say anything.

Jiang Minbai didn't care. He made circles on the table with his fingers and said calmly , " Renqi told me that I was the one who helped her clean up the mess three years ago. Do you think you can really escape the Jiang family's roundup?"

Jiang Zhimiao curved his eyebrows and smiled , " What do you mean by saying these things to me, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Minbai , " Stop it now."

Jiang Zhimiao , " What if I say, I don't."

Jiang Minbai looked cold, "Then there is nothing to talk about, but Xie Rongzhi should be your man, otherwise why would he help you deal with the Jiang family, but Xie Rongzhi was promoted by someone, do you think he has the ability to protect you?"

It is both a threat and a warning.

But if Jiang Zhimiao was really afraid, he wouldn’t have come back.

She asked back , " How do you know if you don't try?"

The situation in the box was tense.

Eye contact.

Jiang Zhimiao was not at a disadvantage at all.

Jiang Minbai was provoked by a junior, and he was angry in his heart, but when he thought of his daughter, the corners of his mouth sank, and his tone was cold , " It seems that we have nothing to talk about."

Jiang Zhimiao picked up the small bag and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, she turned back to look at Jiang Minbai, her lips hardened , " I think so too."

Jiang Zhimiao walked out of the teahouse.

The bodyguard guarding the door came in and asked , " Are you just going to let her go?"

Jiang Minbai , " Don't worry, she won't live long, just like her mother."

Having said this, a hint of viciousness flashed across his eyes.

The phone on the table rang.

Jiang Minbai glanced over and immediately relaxed his expression. He picked up the phone , " Renqi? OK, Dad got it. I'll be right back."

Jiang Zhimiao walked out of the teahouse and looked back up.

Maybe I had expected it, so I didn’t feel as sad as I thought.

There is only relief and relaxation.

People may not be able to live without the necessities of life and food, but family affection and love are not necessarily necessary, and there can be substitutes. After all, the world will continue to turn without anyone, and she does not need the Jiang family as a relative.

After walking for a while, a car suddenly stopped in front of me.

Jiang Zhimiao stopped and looked up.

Song Heng's face appeared, and he glanced at her calmly, "I'll give you a ride."

Jiang Zhimiao noticed the vague gaze behind him and agreed generously , " Thank you, uncle."

Song Heng raised his eyebrows but did not raise any objections.

Jiang Zhimiao got in the car.

The driver in the front row looked back at Jiang Zhimiao, then looked back again.

Several cars followed behind.

He subconsciously asked , " Mr. Song, these cars——"

Song Heng , " Don't worry, they don't dare."

Song Heng used the word "dare not" instead of "can't".

This is enough to prove how much Jiang Minbai fears Song Heng.

The driver nodded.

Jiang Zhimiao then looked at Song Heng twice more.

Song Heng asked , " How was the conversation with Jiang Minbai?"

Jiang Zhimiao , " The negotiation broke down."

Song Heng , " Young people like to fight head-on, but they end up destroying themselves. If I were you, I would book a flight back to Country M right now. It is a good idea to save money."

Jiang Zhimiao pursed his lips and lowered his voice , " Uncle Song Heng, since you like my mother so much, shouldn't you love her as well as her family—"

Saying this actually has some gambling connotation.

Her eyes were slightly red, her face was lowered, her hair fell down, and the three-point similar outlines now became seven-point similar.

Song Heng narrowed his eyes and knocked on it with one hand.

Jiang Zhimiao felt pain for a second and was stunned. He covered his head and looked at him subconsciously.

Song Heng's tone was cold , " It's useless to pretend to be pitiful in front of me. You are Li Yan's daughter, but you also have Jiang Minbai's blood in you."

Jiang Zhimiao's breath was choked.

She could hear Song Heng's disgust and disdain for Jiang Minbai, and she also understood that as long as she had Jiang Minbai's blood in her body, he would not help her.

But this also indirectly illustrates a problem -

Song Heng helped her not because she was Song Liyan's daughter.

But it was because if something happened to her, Song Liyan would feel bad, so he helped her.

This also means that Jiang Minbai doesn't care about her, but Song Liyan's attitude towards her may be different.

Her dark grape-like eyes turned and flickered, as if she was calculating something.

This look was very similar to Song Liyan in the past. He basically knew what Jiang Zhimiao was thinking at a glance, so he said coldly , " Do you think you can see her? If I want, you will never bother her in your life, let alone use her."

Jiang Zhimiao saw that his thoughts were exposed, and pursed his lips tightly, " ... "

Song Heng didn't look at her again.

The atmosphere in the car fell into silence.

Until the car drove into the familiar driveway and stopped at the gate of the community.

Song Heng looked at Jiang Zhimiao and turned his head slightly, "Get out of the car."

Jiang Zhimiao got out of the car.

She opened her lips, her eyes clearly unwilling to give up.

Song Heng said , " Shen Zhuowen is back. This is my last reminder to you as your uncle."