However, as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly smashed a soup bowl in front of her.

"—Ah!" The hot soup spilled on the back of Hui Fen's hand, and she screamed subconsciously, but before she could react, she raised her head to look at Shang Jiangshu's ruthless cold eyes. .

"What a big temper." The man snorted lightly, with a chill all over his body. "The rules of the Jiang family? When will my wife, Jiang Shu, have your turn to teach me?"

Hui Fen was so frightened that she lost the air she had just now, her eyes widened and she was at a loss.

"Jiang...Jiang Shu?" Wen Ning didn't expect that he would come back at this time. At this moment, there was surprise in his eyes. Seeing him, he felt a trace of grievance inexplicably.

Jiang Shu tilted his head and glanced at her. The little girl was wearing a large white T-shirt, which didn't seem to fit well for some years, but it made her more petite and cute. The temperament of the wedding dress is different, and the appearance in front of him is even more irritating.

Jiang Shu walked to her side in a few steps, and pulled her wrist over, tsk, it felt soft, not different from what he imagined, even a little more tender: "Is it hot to you?" He raised his eyebrows and became angry with Fang Cai. The appearance is diametrically opposite, and inexplicably sees a rare human nature.

Wen Ning shook his head, and his cheeks were a little hot when he saw him.

Jiang Shu hooked his lips and grasped her small hand in his palm, but it happened to catch the tiger's mouth that was cut by the broken bowl a few days ago.

Wen Ning couldn't hold back the pain, she shrank her hand, and the man immediately lowered his head and took her hand to check.

The tiger's mouth was wrapped in gauze, and Jiang Shu frowned and asked, "How did you do it?"

Hui Fen was so frightened that she hurriedly looked at her and begged her for mercy, motioning her not to say anything, but before Wen Ning could speak, Xu's mother rushed over and told everything that happened that night.

Jiang Shu lowered his head, his expression was cold with a bit of hostility, and in the next second, he raised his foot and kicked the dining chair next to Hui Fen's calf, and the chair fell to the ground with a bang.

"sit."

"... Ang?" Hui Fen endured the pain in her leg, so frightened that her voice trembled.

Jiang Shu's eyes were contemptuous, his tongue pressed against his cheek, and his whole person had an inexplicable arrogance, and his aura was overwhelming: "Eat, you are not allowed to leave the table if you can't finish eating. Of course, the Jiang family's rules are the servants of the Jiang family."

Hui Fen didn't dare to say more than a word, and buried her head in stuffing her mouth.

The assistant Ren Tiangao, who came with him, glanced at him. The table was full of things that were scorched, charred, and alternating between hot and cold. : "Mr. Jiang, forget it, the little girl is ignorant..."

Jiang Shu snorted coldly, looked down at the petite and quiet Wen Ning, and felt a sense of dryness in his heart: "My wife is also a little girl."

Ren Tiangao: "..."

Wen Ning stood there and looked at Jiang Shu.

She had never been protected by anyone, and she should have been relieved and moved, but he didn't show up at the wedding during the day, and the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward.

Jiang Shu was inexplicably uncomfortable in her eyes. He had done countless bastards in his life, and he had never felt guilty, but at this moment, this feeling was extremely strong.

When his eyes met Wen Ning, his guilty conscience became stronger, and then he simply tugged at his tie irritably, and said, "I'm tired." He planned to go back to the room, but turned his head before leaving, "Xu Ma, take care of her. change the medicine."

He just left without saying a word to her, Wen Ning's eyes drooped slightly, clenched his palms, and followed behind him timidly.

Jiang Shu felt a little dry all over, he took off his suit jacket and hung it at his elbow.

Wen Ning hesitated for a while at the bottom of the stairs, but in the end he could only watch his back drift away.

During the two months she lived in Yuganwan, she never dared to set foot on the second floor.

Jiang Shu took a cold shower.

The icy water was pouring from head to toe, but it still failed to sweep away the annoyance in my heart. It was obvious that he was extremely repelled by the dolls arranged by the old man from the beginning to the end, but he just couldn't control himself and took the lead for that woman.

To be honest, since the day he brought Wen Ning back from the small village, the whole person was somehow not quite right.

Jiang Shu sat on the sofa in the bedroom wearing a nightgown for a while.

After more than ten hours of flight, he was already exhausted, so he had to rest early, but at this moment he didn't know what he was waiting for.

After waiting for a while, he still didn't see Wen Ning coming in. Then he got up and looked around. The furnishings in the master bedroom were the same as when he left a few months ago. There wasn't even a toothbrush in the bathroom, and there was no Wen Ning at all. Condensed traces of life.

The man frowned slightly, his face a little unsightly.

Mother Xu knocked on the door and came in with a cup of tea.

"The soothing tea brewed with herbs, my wife said, can relieve fatigue and make you sleep better."

Jiang Shu didn't lift his head: "Where's your wife?"

"My wife has been living in the downstairs guest room for a while now, and I dare not come up without your consent, or... why don't you let her move up? My wife is cowardly, this villa is big, and she will always be afraid of living alone. ."

"Why, do I have to invite it myself?"

Jiang Shu snorted coldly, and didn't even want to touch the teacup, his attitude was light: "No need, let her know, and come back to the old house with me tomorrow night."

In the evening of the next day, Wen Ning changed into a clean and simple white dress, which was the most decent dress she could get her hands on.

Jiang Shu only glanced at her, then went out on his own, without stopping for a moment to wait for her.

The two are going to see the old man at the old house this time.

The back seat of the black Maybach was silent, Jiang Shu frowned and closed his eyes, while Wen Ning sat up carefully and neatly, pursing his lips and not even daring to bend his back. man beside him.

The car passed a bustling commercial street. Wen Ning caught a glimpse of a pastry shop on the side of the road, with a little joy on his face. Seeing that Jiang Shu seemed to have fallen asleep, he bravely asked the driver in a low voice, "Uncle Lin, can I stop here for a while? ? I want to go down and buy something."