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She was embarrassed by what was said, buried her head and ate a few mouthfuls of food indiscriminately, but her thoughts kept drifting to the matter.
After dinner, Wen Ning stayed in the restaurant and didn't dare to go upstairs. Mother Xu knew her fear and said quickly, "If your wife is free, you can go to accompany your husband. The two of you spend less time together and cultivate more feelings."
Wen Ning has no experience in this area, and Jiang Shu is not a man who is easy to get along with, so she has never had the courage to take the initiative.
"Sir should be working in the study at the moment. You can bring some fruit to eat with him, and let him pay more attention to rest."
The little girl's brows were dyed with a touch of joy, and she happily went to cut the fruit.
In the study, Jiang Shu frowned, the smoke in his hand was emitting a faint spark, and the ashes were scattered all over the place.
A few minutes ago, the phone call from his father Jiang Jianchuan was immediately scolded.
He scolded him for not knowing how to help his brother, turning his elbows out, wanting to fly when his wings were hard, and being arrogant and arrogant.
Jiang Shu's expression was indifferent, with a sneer on the corners of his lips. If he had to turn his elbows out, who could have the ability of his biological father? From childhood to adulthood, he always favored Chen Li. It seemed that Chen Li had the same blood as him. .
When the cigarette burned to the end, it burned into his fingers. Jiang Shu didn't lift his eyelids, and directly smothered the cigarette butt.
He got up and went up to the third floor, into the room that was locked all the year round.
Furnishings
warm
Dreams, you can see at a glance that they have been carefully arranged.
Jiang Shu was upset and walked to the bedside, picked up the photo frame placed on the bedside table, stared at the photo in a trance, his expression was a little more gentle.
The photo looks a little old. The teenager in it is smiling and smiling, a little ruffian, carrying a childish little girl. The little girl smiles and her eyebrows are curved, but her cheeks are bulging and a little swollen, and there is a faint blue .
Jiang Shu curled his lips and smiled softly. He remembered that the little boy lost two teeth at that time, and his speech was still leaking. He covered his mouth with a smile to prevent him from laughing.
He was still young that year. On the day he left, the little girl didn't come to see him. When he was taken abroad by his mother, he was unable to find her and take her with him. Later, he searched for her in China for many years, but there was no news.
I don't know how much hardship that little guy will endure all alone in these years, maybe even already... Thinking of this, Jiang Shu's palms tightened unconsciously, he put the photo frame back in annoyance, took a pack of cigarettes, and went to the terrace outside to breathe .
Wen Ning took a plate of freshly cut fruit and walked around the second floor a few times, but couldn't find the study room.
When he reached the stairs, he seemed to hear a movement on the third floor and walked upstairs happily.
The door at the end of the third floor was not closed, and what saw was a girly room.
The white gauze powder curtain is adorned with crystal beads, and the ivory white finely carved dressing table has everything from big brands to new products. The open cloakroom on the right and the glass windows on three walls are neatly arranged with various colors of luxury and expensive shoes and bags. Jewelry, rich and direct Men's aesthetic pink skirts are listed one by one according to size and length. If you look closely, you can find that the size and style of these skirts range from seven or eight years old to eighteen or twenty, which seems to accompany a girl's growth.
Although Wen Ning had never used any good things and didn't know much about them, she knew that these must be valuable, so she stayed where she was and didn't dare to take another step forward.
The whole style of this room is different from other places in the villa. She knew that she must have found the wrong place.
Jiang Shu was still in a bad mood after smoking half a pack of cigarettes, but when he turned around and entered the door, he saw Wen Ning standing in the room.
The man's brows and eyes were instantly stained with sullenness, and the smirk he had used to tease her earlier was gone, replaced by the coldness and cruelty that are most common in this man.
He walked to Wen Ning in a few steps and grabbed her wrist.
Wen Ning was taken aback, the fruit bowl in her hand was not steady, and all fell to the ground in an instant, and the clean light pink carpet was stained wet by the juice.
Jiang Shu glanced down, his expression became even more terrifying, his unique military voice was deep and cold: "Who allowed you to come in?"
"I just wanted to give you something—"
Jiang Shu pressed his tongue against his cheek, very impatient, and didn't seem to want to listen to her explanation, he sneered coldly, his words full of emotionless sarcasm: "Will you give you a good face for a few days, it's really a goddamn treat. You are the hostess of the house, why do you think you can enter anywhere?"
"What happened?" Jiang Shu asked with a cold face.
Wen Ning was so scared that her hands were shaking: "I didn't..."
"I warn you, Lao Tzu is not a good-tempered person."
After he finished speaking, he let go of her with cold eyes.
The girl's fair and slender wrists were clenched red all over, juice spilled all over her body, but she couldn't take care of herself at all, and squatted down to deal with the scattered fruits, embarrassed and pitiful.
Jiang Shu didn't have the slightest idea of pity on Xiangxiyu, he turned around and took a document from the drawer, with no emotion in his eyes.
A few pieces of paper were thrown in front of Wen Ning, with the agreement densely written on it, and then Jiang Shu said, "I thought you were quite obedient." He sneered coldly, with contempt in his eyes, "I bookmarked the agreement, I I don’t have time to waste time on this matter, until the old man is sick, I will provide you with delicious food and drink, fulfill your obligations, and take the money and leave after the grandfather is sick.”
Twenty-year-old Wen Ning left that terrifying little village for the first time, entered the palace of marriage for the first time, became someone else's wife for the first time, and received a "divorce agreement" for the first time.
She looked up at Jiang Shu cautiously, and the latter didn't even give her half a look. She only knew that she had made Jiang Shu angry and was very angry, so she hurriedly put away the agreement and folded it up, no matter what. Whether the contract in it is good or bad for him, he asks her to sign it, then she signs it obediently, and his anger may be relieved.
The little girl picked up the pen that rolled in the corner of the cabinet, flipped to the last page a few times to find the place for the signature, and wrote the name with a trembling hand.
Jiang Shu looked down at the little boy who was lying on the ground with the signature. Seeing that she had signed the agreement without hesitation, the long-awaited relief did not come, but became even more annoyed.