All Chapters of My Stranger Lover: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Jiang Zhimiao's heart has been in a state of confusion since Shen Zhuowen left.The ethereal lamp shone on the dark quilt, forming different shades of light and shadow, like a large dragnet that wanted to wrap her tightly.At this moment, there was a soft knock on the door.Jiang Zhimiao looked up and saw the shadow of the man pushing the door open touching the edge of the bed. He closed the door and looked sideways at her."What's wrong?"Jiang Zhimiao asked , " Do you have a work phone number?"Shen Zhuowen hummed, "I have a temporary project, and I asked Assistant Tang to do it."Not hearing the news she imagined, Jiang Zhimiao's expression went blank for a moment. After a while, she smiled and said, "Okay, I understand. It's been a hard day today."She stepped forward to him and seemed to take off his coat.Shen Zhuowen lowered his eyes to look at her. Under the drunken light, his bright red lips opened and closed gent

When Jiang Zhimiao took his temperature and came out, he almost didn't dare to look at the workstation next to him.She had never told Song Rou about Shen Zhuowen.Song Rou didn't know either.Therefore, she was very worried that Song Rou would break up with her because of this incident. The best result might be that the two parted ways and just became ordinary colleagues.But raising her eyes, Jiang Zhimiao looked at the screen, and Song Rou's words of tiger and wolf instantly made her cough.——Sister Niu, Mr. Shen has taken care of everything. Please tell me what happened in your bed. Do you want to sleep comfortably?Jiang Zhimiao , "... "She turned her gaze slightly and looked at Song Rou.Song Rou raised her lips and looked at her with a wink, her eyes full of excitement and gossip.It seemed that she was overthinking it, but Jiang Zhimiao thought it truthfully.Some questions couldn't be answered, so Jiang Zhi

Jiang Renqi had never realized that Jiang Zhimiao looked so similar to Jiang's mother.The same upturned eye corners, high nose bridge, and extremely similar facial contours. The only difference may be the shape of the eyes and the mouth. Also, the corners of Jiang Zhimiao's eyes usually droop slightly, giving people a harmless feeling, while Jiang's mother has the fierceness of a wealthy wife!Jiang Renqi was shocked by this discovery.Before Jiang's mother noticed, she stepped forward and stood in front of Jiang Zhimiao.Similarly, it also blocked the view of Jiang's mother.Jiang Renqi dug her nails into her palms. She knew that she couldn't mess around now.So, taking a deep breath, she forced a smile, raised her face to look at Shen Zhuowen, and hinted , " Zhuowen, Miss Jiang is the secretary after all. When we talk, it is inconvenient for her to be around, so you can let Miss Jiang How about going downstairs to the coffee shop for a d

It was half an hour later when Jiang Zhimiao came out of the shower.Her face was pale, her lips were purple, and her body was shaking uncontrollably. The bone-chilling cold was running everywhere, making her want to curl up.It was clearly summer, but Jiang Zhimiao was extremely cold.Even though the sun was shining on me, there was no warmth at all.The servant forcefully pulled Jiang Zhimiao up, wiped her briefly with a towel, put on her skirt, and dragged her down.In the middle, Jiang Zhimiao remained silent.Fu Shaoyu was sitting in the hall downstairs, talking to someone on the phone."Sister, I have a sense of propriety.""Didn't you also say that she is not important to Shen Zhuowen? The last time Jiang Renqi was hospitalized, Shen Zhuowen left her in the mansion all night, so how could he find her?"When Jiang Zhimiao walked behind the sofa, Fu Shaoyu glanced sideways at him. He crossed his legs and ignored Jiang

Fu Shaoyu did not stay in the villa that night.When Jiang Zhimiao heard the vague sound at the gate of the courtyard, he paused for three or four seconds before getting up and walking to the window to look. The car went down the narrow mountain road and disappeared into the night.Fu Shaoyu's departure made Jiang Zhimiao feel a little relieved.Even so, she still couldn't fall asleep and could only keep her eyes open and look up at the dark ceiling.The moonlight slanted into the room, illuminating the patterns on the artistic paint.Time passes by every second.Jiang Zhimiao finally became too sleepy and closed his eyes around five or six in the morning.Fu Shaoyu hasn't come here in the past few days, and he hasn't even sent anyone here. The maid may be dissatisfied with Fu Shaoyu's concern for her, so she hasn't taken care of her in the past few days. She just provides three meals on time and comes to see if she is there every hou