Chapter 8 He Likes Me

How could Jiang Zhimiao not hear Shen Zhuowen's naked ridicule.

However, when she looked at the dark pupils on her face, she still retained some sense.

I remember that I was still in Shen Zhuowen's car.

The biggest sadness for adults is that they can't do whatever they want because they have to support their families.

Even if it wasn't for himself, Jiang Zhimiao had to endure it for Aunt Yun.

Her biggest way to express herself is to gouge her out with her eyes.

Shen Zhuowen didn't seem to notice Jiang Zhimiao's eyes and said calmly , " You can think about it carefully. The salary will definitely be better than what you are now."

Jiang Zhimiao's lips were pursed hard and straight, and Wu Nong's soft words were a bit harsh , " Don't bother Mr. Shen."

Shen Zhuowen said nothing, nodded and said , " Miss Jiang, think about it slowly, maybe you will beg me again in the future."

Just saying "please me", Jiang Zhimiao's hair suddenly stood up.

She glanced back.

The man was at the intersection of light and shadow, and the flickering light and shadow hit his face, and the undercurrent surged to the extreme.

Jiang Zhimiao's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

At this moment, the person at the door seemed to have a premonition that they had finished talking, so he came over and asked Jiang Zhimiao to get out of the car.

As soon as Jiang Zhimiao got out of the car, a business card was stuffed into his body by a man who looked like a bodyguard.

There are gold characters on a black background, and the character "深" is in the shape of dragons and phoenixes.

She looked down and heard someone say , " Ms. Jiang, this is Mr. Shen's business card. If you change your mind, you can call this number."

Jiang Zhimiao looked at the phone in his hand, with a tense expression on his face, nodded casually, and then left.

What she didn't notice was——

Not far from the club, a slim figure was holding up a mobile phone and taking pictures of her.

More than ten pictures in a row.

...

When Jiang Zhimiao returned home, he found that he had received several photos on his phone.

They were all photos of her getting out of Shen Zhuowen's car.

Some of the photos are particularly clear, showing her disheveled appearance.

In fact, strictly speaking, Jiang Zhimiao had never done anything with Shen Zhuowen, but a man and a woman were alone in the same car, and she got out of the car like this. It was hard not to make people think about it.

Jiang Zhimiao's temples twitched, his lips tightened, and he typed a question, "Who are you?"

The next second, the heavy door behind him was pushed open.

Jiang Zhimiao was startled and looked sideways.

Jiang Yunyun came back with large and small bags of food. She looked at Jiang Zhimiao and was slightly startled, "Why are you back so early?"

Jiang Zhimiao put out his cell phone and said , " Didn't I finish my overtime work yesterday? Come back early today."

Jiang Yunyun nodded clearly, "Then sit down and I'll go to the kitchen to cook."

Jiang Zhimiao followed and helped carry the things.

However, what was unexpected was that Jiang Yunyun handed over a bottle of ointment with the word dexamethasone written on it.

Jiang Zhimiao recognized it as medicine for allergies.

She paused, nervously grabbed Jiang Yunyun's arm, and rolled up her sleeves, "Are you allergic?"

"I don't have any. I keep them at home as a backup." Jiang Yunyun looked into Jiang Zhimiao's eyes for a moment, then turned away and said in a low voice , " Today I just found out that the allergy medicine at home has run out. Please put it in the medicine box for me first. I can carry these dishes by myself."

Jiang Zhimiao breathed a sigh of relief, took the ointment and put it into the medicine box.

Jiang Yunyun always cooks according to Jiang Zhimiao's taste.

Even though Jiang Zhimiao had some doubts, seeing that there were no signs of allergies on Jiang Yunyun, he quickly relaxed under the temptation of the delicious food.

Jiang Yunyun stood up to clean up the dishes and looked at Jiang Zhimiao for a while.

"I invited Fu Shaoyu to dinner on Saturday."

Jiang Zhimiao raised his eyes suddenly. The sound of running water in the kitchen rolled down. The woman's voice was neither fast nor slow, and she did not allow for any arguing . " You were at home that day, right?"

" ... I might have to work overtime."

"Are you working overtime, or do you not want to see Fu Shaoyu?"

Of course it is the latter, but Jiang Zhimiao did not answer and chose to remain silent.

Jiang Yunyun turned off the faucet and sighed , " I don't necessarily want you to get back together with Fu Shaoyu, but there must be a reason for your breakup, so I asked someone to come to my house on Saturday to have a good talk. Maybe there is some misunderstanding."

Jiang Zhimiao thought sarcastically, what kind of misunderstanding could there be, she had caught someone cheating in the car.

But Jiang Yunyun couldn't stand the stimulation, and there was no need to tell Jiang Yunyun these words.

Jiang Yunyun softened her voice , " How about this, as long as you meet with Fu Shaoyu on Saturday, if your mind hasn't changed, I won't get involved."

Jiang Zhimiao's eyes lit up and he walked to Jiang Yunyun's side, "Really?"

"When have I ever lied to you?" Jiang Yunyun said unhappily.

But it is true.

Jiang Yunyun rarely breaks her promises and basically does what she promised to Jiang Zhimiao.

When I was a child, in order to bring chocolate to Jiang Zhimiao, I would trek several kilometers to buy it for her and then bring it back.

Jiang Zhimiao curled her lips and finally showed her most sincere smile in the past few days , " Aunt Yun, you are so good to me."

Jiang Yunyun separated Jiang Zhimiao with one hand, "Alright, go sit down, don't come into the kitchen."

Jiang Zhimiao hugged Jiang Yunyun's arm and said coquettishly , " Let me help you."

"No, you won't have to. When you get married, you will have countless housework to do. You won't be able to rest even if you want to." Jiang Yunyun scratched Jiang Zhimiao's nose, "I won't help you."

Jiang Zhimiao curved his eyebrows and said "oh", his expression showing obvious disbelief.

Seeing that Jiang Zhimiao was not leaving, Jiang Yunyun stopped washing the dishes and half-forcefully pushed her to the sofa and asked her to sit down.

Jiang Zhimiao felt a little helpless.

But she couldn't persuade Jiang Yunyun, so after weighing the pros and cons, she still sat on the sofa.

When you open the phone, the first thing you see is a straightforward opening statement.

——I am gentle.

Jiang Zhimiao suddenly felt that the name looked familiar. After looking at it for a few seconds, she remembered that this was Fu Shaoyu's current girlfriend.

Her fingers paused for a few seconds and she asked: "What's the matter?" 】

[You took refuge in Shen Zhuowen. 】

She used a period, not a question, but a decisive tone.

Jiang Zhimiao frowned and did not answer. Wenwen sent another message: "Don't look at Shen Zhuowen like this. In fact, he is impotent and can't get hard." 】

Jiang Zhimiao suddenly thought of the man's deep breath in her ear that night, and the fatal feeling of climbing into the sky.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether the person she was sleeping with was Shen Zhuowen.

Jiang Zhimiao secretly glanced at Jiang Yunyun in the kitchen, changed his position, and asked: "Why did you tell me?" 】

Wenrou did not answer her question, but said: [You should know that he likes me. 】

She added: [You should know how important I am to him. If I ask you, you will never be around him. I have no other intentions in coming here. I want both men. You'd better consider your own status.]