Chapter 5: The snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman gains

Jiang Zhimiao's first reaction was to escape.

She turned around and pretended to go upstairs.

Fu Shaoyu sneered, forcing her to stop again.

"You can try taking one more step."

The threat is strong.

Jiang Zhimiao's slender back was stretched tight and straight. She slowly turned her head and looked at the woman beside Fu Shaoyu, and at the same time at their tightly clasped hands.

The woman grabbed Fu Shaoyu's arm very hard, rubbing it deep enough to leave some lines.

Jiang Zhimiao raised his eyes and said in a calm tone , " We have broken up. You have no right to order me."

She tilted her head and said, "Besides, your new love is here now. Why don't you coax your new love to come to me again? Aren't you afraid that she will be jealous?"

Before Fu Shaoyu could speak, the woman said gently , " Fu Shaoyu is also worried about you. I can understand it. After all, you left the bar with a man rashly yesterday. If this spreads out, it will have a bad reputation for girls."

This is eye drops without leaving any trace.

Fu Shaoyu also thought of the phone call Shen Zhuowen made to him this morning, his eyebrows furrowed and his face showed anger.

He checked the bar's surveillance.

You could only see Jiang Zhimiao going out with the man, but the light was too dim and you couldn't see clearly who the man was.

The woman's eyes flashed with satisfaction. She pretended to be generous and let go of Fu Shaoyu's arm. She patted his shoulder and said, "Do you need me to leave for a while? It will be convenient for you to talk about some things."

Fu Shaoyu turned his head to look at the woman beside him, nodded, then pointed to the private room at the end and asked the woman to go first.

The woman was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Fu Shaoyu to really let her leave.

But in this situation, she couldn't go down the stairs unless she left.

You can only go there first.

Just before she passed by, she still smiled at Jiang Zhimiao and said something disgusting , " Don't worry, Miss Jiang. I'm not here to steal your man. I'm here to join you. I hope we can live in peace in the future."

Jiang Zhimiao immediately frowned and took a step back in disgust.

The juice churning in my stomach rushed straight up my throat.

Jiang Zhimiao and Fu Shaoyu were the only ones left in the corridor. The others, observing the atmosphere here, did not dare to get close at all.

Jiang Zhimiao could only watch Fu Shaoyu step up the stairs step by step.

The dull sound of each step was like a hammer, hitting her heart hard.

Jiang Zhimiao's panic grew even worse as she continued to back away. She didn't dare to think about whether Fu Shaoyu recognized that the person in the box was her.

My back hit the cold wall, with nowhere to retreat.

Fu Shaoyu's big palm landed on Jiang Zhimiao's shoulder with such great force that she could almost feel her bones crackling.

Jiang Zhimiao's face turned even paler because of the pain.

The man looked down at her, his expression stern and murderous, "Were you in Shen Zhuowen's box just now?"

His gaze moved downward to the pair of straight, slender legs, and then he raised his hand to unbutton Jiang Zhimiao's collar.

Jiang Zhimiao stretched out his hand to cover his chest, clenching his teeth little by little , " Fu Shaoyu, even if Shen Zhuowen and I sleep, it has nothing to do with you."

The coldness on Fu Shaoyu's lips became even more intense, and his eyes seemed to be frozen , " It doesn't matter?"

Chewing these two words repeatedly, he raised his hand and ripped open Jiang Zhimiao's shirt.

Buttons shattered.

Jiang Zhimiao squatted down and hugged his chest with both hands, but the marks on his collarbone were bright and clear.

Those were the kiss marks that Shen Zhuowen left on Jiang Zhimiao last night.

The red color stung Fu Shaoyu's eyes deeply, and he was filled with anger. The fingers on the back of his hand were bulging, and the veins with distinct meridians were bursting out. He grabbed Jiang Zhimiao's arm with one hand, and she lifted it up with a gloomy voice , " Jiang Zhimiao, are you looking for a man behind my back? "

Jiang Zhimiao groaned in pain.

She raised her long eyelashes, the corners of her eyes were red, and the hatred in her pupils was no less , " So what? I asked you, and you said you didn't care and agreed to break up with me. So, are you playing with your double standards now?"

The sound of wind whistling echoed in the corridor.

Jiang Zhimiao's lip lines were cold and straight. She was no longer afraid of etiquette or morals. She was already so embarrassed that she couldn't be any more embarrassed.

No matter what Fu Shaoyu wanted to do, the worst that could happen was that she would be killed.

Fu Shaoyu narrowed his eyes, a ferocious and cold expression hung on his eyebrows, "I've spoiled you, you don't know what pain is."

Jiang Zhimiao wanted to sneer out loud, the pain in her wrist came one after another, as if it was going to crush her bones.

She held her breath, endured the pain, and said nothing.

Even if she wanted to speak, she couldn't now.

It hurts, it really hurts.

It hurts twice as much as the pain of a soft knife grinding flesh in the morning.

A circle of red appeared on the fair skin, which was soon covered with purple, and cold sweat was dripping on his face.

There were slow footsteps behind him, and a clearly audible sneer.

"Fu Shaoyu, we are in public now, please pay attention." There was gloating in the man's words.

Jiang Zhimiao looked up, passed Fu Shaoyu, and saw a group of men standing at the entrance of the corridor, led by Shen Zhuowen .

They surrounded Shen Zhuowen, seemingly trying to help Jiang Zhimiao out of trouble, but in fact they were waiting to see Fu Shaoyu's joke.

Fu Shaoyu looked back and saw the woman in Shen Zhuowen's arms.

The clothes on Jiang Zhimiao were not much different.

So, Jiang Zhimiao could not be the woman who rode Shen Zhuowen violently in the box, but think about it, Jiang Zhimiao has always followed the rules, how could he hook up with Shen Zhuowen, Shen Zhuowen also doesn't like pure and clear styles.

Fu Shaoyu's hand relaxed.

As soon as he let go, Jiang Zhimiao fell to the ground. Her feet were weak, and she was still in the turbulent emotions just now, and she couldn't stand up.

A body-warming coat covers the body.

Jiang Zhimiao was startled and looked up.

A man hurried over and returned to Shen Zhuowen's side. It was obvious who ordered him.

He flashed his white teeth and said , " Girl, put it on, it's cold outside."

He said it politely, but in fact he was mocking Fu Shaoyu for his rude behavior.

Two dogs fight, play off.

Jiang Zhimiao was not polite. She gathered her coat and wrapped herself tightly.

Put your arms on the wall and stand up.

She didn't look at Fu Shaoyu again and walked towards the steps step by step, very slowly and firmly.

Now that Shen Zhuowen and his party are here, Fu Shaoyu can't be too presumptuous. Otherwise, if they ask his old man for help, what will happen if the old man doesn't let him go out?

Fu Shaoyu is not afraid of heaven or earth, but he is afraid of his own old man.

He gritted his teeth and took a step forward, just as he was about to grab Jiang Zhimiao's wrist.

Don't let her go.

Shen Zhuowen raised his eyes lightly and said in a calm tone , " Don't you mean to give me the piece of land to the east? It was inconvenient just now, so let's talk now?"

Fu Shaoyu raised his eyes and looked at Shen Zhuowen for two seconds, "Okay."

Jiang Zhimiao can run away, but the monk cannot run away from the temple.

No matter how hard your bones are, you will eventually give in.

There's no rush for this moment.

...

Jiang Zhimiao went downstairs and out of the club. Looking back, Fu Shaoyu didn't catch up with her.

She breathed a sigh of relief and took a taxi home without stopping.

At this point, Aunt Yun has already fallen asleep.

Jiang Zhimiao opened the door very quietly and tiptoed in.

Suddenly, the light in the dim living room came on.