After Wen Ning finished writing, she stood up from the carpet and handed the agreement in front of Jiang Shu with both hands.

"Sign, sign it...don't be angry..."

Jiang Shu took it coldly and glanced at the fruit bowl on the ground: "Go with your things."

When Wen Ning left, there was only a faint fruity scent left in the bedroom.

Jiang Shu held the agreement tightly in his hand, and the originally flat white paper was wrinkled. He casually swept over the name Wen Ning had just signed, and the displeasure became more and more intense. He rubbed the ground, but suddenly frowned and stopped. The trace seemed familiar, and it was somewhat similar to his...

The author has something to say: Awesome boy, he has a good temper, and the fire on my stove is lit.

Jiang Shu: As for me, I am here to kowtow to Ningning and everyone. By the way, Jiudouxing, get out of here for Lao Tzu! If I don't kill you today, I don't have the surname Jiang!

Don't panic, small scene!

Chapter 6

Wen Ning knew that he was unhappy, so she didn't even dare to go up to the second floor. She stayed in the guest room on the first floor for a day, and returned to the master bedroom tremblingly after nine o'clock in the evening to fulfill the legendary duty of husband and wife.

Jiang Shu's mood has not improved. He played it three times in the night, and the previous three-point teasing and seven-point smile disappeared during the work. There was no trace of emotion. Pity Xiangxiyu.

Wen Ning couldn't stand him at first, but now he has a temper, and it is even more difficult to resist. After a few times, she returned to her exclusive small sofa and was relieved.

At night, Wen Ning fell asleep with the thin quilt in her arms. It was only slightly bright the next morning. Before the man on the bed woke up, the little girl dressed well and went back to the first floor.

September in Hancheng is still a season for wearing short sleeves. Wen Ning changed two T-shirts back and forth, and the clothes were washed and deformed a little.

Xu Ma was making breakfast in the kitchen. She started to fight with the past, and her movements were bigger. The neckline slipped to the left shoulder unconsciously, and a large pink was exposed on the white collarbone.

Xu Ma immediately got an aunt's smile when she saw it, and reached out to pull up her clothes for her.

Wen Ning tilted her head and looked at her eyes, and her ears instantly turned red.

Her skin was thin, Jiang Shu's movements were rough last night, and pink like this was almost all over her body.

Xu Ma fried a plate of soft-hearted eggs and brought them out, smiling reassuringly: "It's okay, you young people, when you like it too much, it's really not serious or heavy, and it will disappear in two days."

Wen Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly, if only because she liked it...

The atmosphere at breakfast was a little awkward, Jiang Shu didn't say a word, and Wen Ning didn't dare to look up.

For several days, Jiang Shu went out early and returned late, and he almost lived in the company. Every time he came back, he only took out a few hours at night to bully Wen Ning, and the rest didn't say a word of nonsense.

After venting that night, he stayed up all night and smoked half a pack of cigarettes on the balcony. When he came back, Wen Ning was already asleep. He stood beside her small sofa for a while, and couldn't help reaching out and gently lifting the thin layer on her body. Quilt, the little girl's arms and waist are full of traces that belong to him.

He frowned for a while, and then lightly covered her with the quilt, knowing that she couldn't really blame her for what happened during the day, but he couldn't hold back his anger for a while, but he was never a person who would bow his head, even if Knowing that my temper has gone too far, there is no word of apology in my life.

Later, heard that there are many things that the little girl likes at the charity auction in the near future. thought that when brought Wen Ning there, what she liked, bought it for her with some money.

There is no girl who can resist material things and problems that can be solved by spending money. In Jiang Shu, this is not a problem.

Time flies, and it's another weekend.

The charity auction banquet is scheduled for 6pm on Sunday.

During dinner in the evening, Jiang Shu rarely returned to Yuganwan early. The man he hadn't seen at the dining table for so many days suddenly came back. Wen Ning couldn't help but glanced at it a few more times, with a pleasing expression and carefully served him a bowl of rice. .

Jiang Shu didn't refuse, and he ate it after taking it.

After three rounds of dinner, he put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue: "Come with me to a banquet tomorrow night."

The next evening, Ren Tiangao came to Yuganwan with a stylist.

Wen Ning had never seen such a scene before, so she had to be at the mercy of her honestly.

After all, she is a beauty embryo, and she is eye-catching enough when she is not dressed up. At this moment, her hair is so hot that it is slightly curled and draped over her shoulders. The sling of the diamond pendant outlines the perfect shoulder and neck curve.

At half past five in the evening, Ren Tiangao sent Wen Ning downstairs to Jiang's Building.

Jiang Shu came out of the company and went straight to the back seat of the black Maybach. Today, he called high-level executives to work overtime for a whole day's meeting. At this moment, he was somewhat tired. When he got into the car, he twisted the mountain root with one hand and frowned slightly, and he didn't pay attention to the little woman beside him for a while.

When he released his hands and opened his eyes to look to the side, a nameless fire suddenly ignited, followed by the heat in his body.

The man raised his eyes to meet the eyes of Tian Gao who kept glancing at him from the rearview mirror.

"Ren Tiangao."

"Yes, President Jiang."

"Am I short of money?"

Ren Tiangao: "?"

Before he could think about it, he saw Jiang Shu's fingers pinching the corner of Wen Ning's dress fabric, with a slightly disgusted expression: "You are so poor that you can afford such a piece of fabric?"

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously touched the small white part of Wen Ning's waist, his face was even more ugly: "Why isn't there even a piece of cloth here?"

Ren Tiangao was wronged. Madam, this dress is just the diamonds on the shoulder straps, and each of them costs hundreds of thousands...

Wen Ning's earlobes were red from his touch, but she didn't have the guts to hide.

Jiang Shu: "Isn't it cold to dress like this? I'm freezing for you when I see it."

The skirt is just that short, and the two slender white legs are not covered at all.

Wen Ning whispered, "It's still summer..."

Ren Tiangao almost couldn't help laughing, there was a kind of coldness called your husband thinking you were cold.