There was silence all the way in the car. The driver seemed to sense something and the car drove very fast.
After a while, the car returned to Jiang Zhiyan's villa area - Shuitianhua Mansion.
After the car stopped, the driver trotted over, opened the door, and helped Jiang Zhiyan to the wheelchair under the car. Jiang Zhiyan did not wait for Shen Wanwan, but went in first.
"Miss Shen, please," the driver quickly asked Shen Wanwan to get out of the car.
After Shen Wanwan got out of the car, she looked up at the villa she had visited frequently recently.
Although it was for different reasons each time, she had been coming here more recently than going back to her own home.
She lowered her head, looked at her left hand in her trouser pocket, remained silent, and walked in.
When Shen Wanwan walked to the door, Tong Yanqiu was already waiting there with a smile.
Seeing Shen Wanwan coming, Tong Yanqiu leaned over and took out the pair of ladies' slippers that belonged to Miss Shen and placed them in front of her.
"Thank you," Shen Wanwan said thanks.
Tong Yanqiu personally selected the style, with a cute little felt poodle embroidered on the velvet on the left and right feet, pure white.
Tong Yanqiu felt that she felt very similar to Miss Shen.
But I don’t know if it’s too similar. Young Master Simon also likes to bite and play.
Every time the servants put them into the shoe cabinet properly, but the young master would always take advantage of others not paying attention, use his big black nose to open the cabinet door, take out the slippers and hold them in his big paws with his body pressed down. Playing with each other.
In order to solve this problem, Tong Yanqiu really put in a lot of effort.
Fortunately, the final effect was good.
He...printed a photo of his third master and pasted it inside the shoes. Not to mention young master Simon, even the servants couldn't help but respect these shoes when they saw it.
"Woof woof!"
The legendary young master Simon heard the sound of daddy and mommy coming back, and the patter of footsteps followed from upstairs.
Mianmian's big, thick paws stepped on the marble floor. Logically speaking, it should be silent, but Mianmian ran hard, her voice had a dynamic rhythm, and her weight of several dozen kilograms was very heavy, and she could even feel the ground. Tremor.
"Woof woof woof!"
Mianmian straightened up next to her father's wheelchair, pulled the wheelchair and screamed a few times. Seeing that her cold father ignored him, she ran to her mother again.
Of course Shen Wanwan is not as cold-blooded as a certain man. She loves her dog and would reach out to touch its big furry head.
But just as Shen Wanwan reached out, the pink tongue that was waving excitedly suddenly stopped.
It smelled the smell of blood, and stared at the hand hovering above its head, whimpering very sadly in its throat.
Through the gauze, Mian Mian licked Mommy's injured hand, and the Samoyed's unique long eyelashes were also moistened, looking pitiful and pitiful, like little green tea.
Shen Wanwan smiled and patted its head, "Mommy's love for you is not in vain."
Several male servants couldn't help but clicked their tongues when they heard her address to themselves in these words.
"I didn't expect Miss Shen to be so proactive and already call herself Young Master Simon's 'mommy'."
"But it's understandable. How can we keep our husband's heart if we don't take the initiative?"
"But I think girls should be more reserved..."
Shen Wanwan changed her shoes and looked up again. The man who was in the room just now was gone, and the door from the balcony to the back garden was open.
Before Shen Wanwan could ask, she heard Tong Yanqiu say, "Miss Shen, follow me. The third master is waiting for you in the flower room."
After saying that, Tong Yanqiu walked in front to lead the way for Shen Wanwan.
Arriving at the door of the flower room, Tong Yanqiu nodded slightly and stepped back, automatically adding the invisibility buff to himself.
Shen Wanwan gently pushed open the glass door of the flower room. The furnishings here were still the same as when she came before, and the flowers smelled pleasant. However, one thing was different from before. Shen Wanwan noticed that there were more books on the bookshelf next to her than before. Some.
Jiang Zhiyan was sitting among the yellow lilies, looking a little evil.
The "monster" was staring at Shen Wanwan at the moment.
Seeing Shen Wanwan walk in, the man glanced at the seat next to him expressionlessly, "Sit over here."
Shen Wanwan hesitated and sat in the seat furthest away from Jiang Zhiyan.
"Ms. Shen, are you afraid that I will eat people?" Jiang Zhiyan's face was still serious, making Shen Wanwan unclear whether he was joking with her.
Shen Wanwan raised her right hand and touched the tip of her nose, then stood up again, walked to the seat next to Jiang Zhiyan and sat down. She asked with a good attitude, "So, are you satisfied with sitting here?"
Jiang Zhiyan didn't reply to her and directly grabbed Shen Wanwan's left wrist.
The force was strong and precise, making the atmosphere that was originally like reminiscing about old times become tense in an instant.
Shen Wanwan tried to retract her hand as if on conditioned reflex, but to no avail. Instead, it was because she used too much force that fresh red oozed out from the previously bandaged gauze.
Jiang Zhiyan frowned.
Very dissatisfied.
But he still didn't let go.
He used his other hand to open the medical kit on the table in front of him and gave Shen Wanwan a warning look.
When Shen Wanwan calmed down, Jiang Zhiyan slowly removed the gauze from her hand.
This unexpectedly tender scene made Shen Wanwan's heart waver a little. At this moment, she confirmed that Jiang Zhiyan brought her home... to bandage her wounds!
Everyone in Beijing doesn't know that Mr. Jiang is ruthless, never shows mercy, and treats everyone and everything very calmly and rationally. The word "gentle" has nothing to do with this man. He treats the weak. There is no patience at all.
But at this moment, all Jiang Zhiyan's careful movements were so natural and uncompromising, as if he was born to be such a person, and the things others said were just misinformed rumors.
Shen Wanwan didn't know why this man did this to her.
Most likely it was just a whim, and he used her as a substitute who looked somewhat similar to Dr. Ling to relieve his boredom. After all, she was not disfigured in this life and was not ugly, and Shen Wanwan also remembered deeply that she was not ugly in the previous life. After being disfigured, she bumped into Jiang Zhiyan's wheelchair. Jiang Zhiyan looked down at her with such cold eyes.
"What do you think of Diao Qinglong?"
Jiang Zhiyan spoke with unclear meaning, and his voice brought Shen Wanwan's thoughts back to reality.
Shen Wanwan looked at him, with a professional fake smile on her lips, "Very good, with rich practical experience and good teaching. The only flaw is..."
"What is it?" Jiang Zhiyan glanced sideways at her.
Shen Wanwan smiled slyly, "It's because he's too expensive, otherwise I would consider signing up for a class with him."
After Jiang Zhiyan cleaned Shen Wanwan's wounds, he shook his head with a half-smile, "It's good to practice some self-defense skills. If you're interested, you can take classes from him at any time. You don't have to worry about money."
Shen Wanwan saw that he was about to apply medicine to herself, so she took out her bottle of special ointment and put it on the table, "Use this, it will be more effective."
Jiang Zhiyan paused slightly, and Shen Wanwan realized that she seemed to be instructing this man. She cleared her throat and said, "I can do it myself."
Then, just before she was about to take back the bottle of ointment, Jiang Zhiyan reached out and covered it.
The big palms have clear bones, and the tendons on the back of the hands are faintly protruding, which are particularly obvious under the cold white skin. They are a pair of hands with both beauty and strength.
"I'll do it," Jiang Zhiyan said only two words about this matter, and then returned to the previous topic, "You can think about the course yourself."
Shen Wanwan couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a card with Director Diao?"
After asking, she felt it was impossible.
It's not that she looks down on people, but with her fiancé's current physical condition, he probably wouldn't be able to apply for a card at that kind of venue...
Jiang Zhiyan calmly took out a dab of ointment and applied it on her, and said rather profoundly, "There is no card, but there is a humane..."
Shen Wanwan nodded in her spare time, as if she understood.
Jiang Zhiyan is indeed a powerful person, and his network of contacts is so extensive.
Jiang Zhiyan's actions in treating wounds seemed to be more skillful than ordinary people, as if he had learned some skills, and he had already reached the stage of wrapping gauze.
At the same time, he put a business card on the table.
That was Diao Qinglong's business card, with Diao Qinglong's contact information on it.
"Will it cause you any trouble?"
Shen Wanwan asked sensibly, but she had already honestly put the business card into her school uniform pocket.
Jiang Zhiyan did not answer, but curled his lower lip without any trace.
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After Tong Yanqiu left the flower room, he went to deal with several civil servant matters assigned by his president.
Soon, [Palm] received an email reply from Manager Han——
The latest business plan has been approved and can now enter the implementation stage.
This news can be said to have detonated the entire planning team under Shen Zong in an instant.
They have worked hard for so long, and the three plans they proposed have finally been passed!
Emperor Tian pays off his conscientious people!
When the leader of the planning team got the news, he immediately stopped the secretary who was about to go to the president's office, and asked with watery Kazilan eyes, "Secretary Du, I don't know what was finally approved... is plan A, B, or C?" Which one? Let’s get ready quickly!”
The secretary looked at the leader of the planning team. Although he had a happy and relaxed expression on his face at the moment, this happiness and relaxation obviously had nothing to do with the leader of the planning team.
"neither."
Leader of the planning team, "?"
What does this mean?
But the secretary didn't explain much. He just patted him on the shoulder and said, "I will email you the specific content of the plan later. You don't need to ask anything else. Just follow the plan in the future."
The leader of the planning team had more questions, "???"
Is it possible that the one that was finally approved... wasn't the plan developed by their planning team?
But the company only has a planning team under him, and he is the team leader. How could there be some magical project that he doesn't know about? ? ?
In the president's office at this moment, Shen Zong had just hung up the phone with Manager Han. After confirming what Manager Han meant, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he opened the email and wanted to share the good news with his close friend.
However, after the message is sent successfully, it shows that the other party has not read it.
And Ni Zuzong is not online either.
I am a workaholic who is always online no matter how late at night. I don’t know what I am busy with today.
The secretary knocked on the door and entered the room. Seeing that his president was still staring at the computer screen waiting for the other boss's reply, he smiled and said, "President, why don't you wait until tomorrow? The boss may be busy with other things, maybe... he is accompanying you." Taking a walk with your girlfriend?”
Shen Zong heard this and looked at his secretary.
The secretary smiled naively and scratched the back of his head, "Don't mind, President, I just saw that the President has been too serious recently, so I made a joke."
It's this time now, who would take a walk with his girlfriend at night?
...At this moment, Shen Wanwan is pushing Jiang Zhiyan for a walk in the outdoor venue in the back garden...
Although it is getting late, it is indeed a good weather today.
Shen Wanwan was in an inexplicably good mood as soon as she came here. In addition, she had just received the business card of Director Diao Qinglong and Diao Qing. Whether it was Shen Qingxi, the Qin siblings, Zhu Miaohan... or the enemies so far, Shen Wanwan was in a state of inexplicable good. I am more convinced of one thing in the evening, it is indeed very important to learn self-defense skills!
And without Jiang Zhiyan's introduction, even if Shen Wanwan was willing to spend money, it would be difficult to get an appointment with Diao Qinglong's personal instruction.
Shen Wanwan took advantage of Mr. Jiang, so he naturally wanted to repay his favor.
She pushed Jiang Zhiyan and slid around the yard contentedly.
She originally planned to walk for more than ten minutes, but the area of the villa was much larger than she imagined.
It took nearly half an hour just to walk through the entire backyard and then go back.
Later, Jiang Zhiyan's cell phone rang. It was Lu Zhiwen calling to report on his work.
In the meantime, Shen Wanwan heard Jiang Zhiyan mentioning that he wanted to receive a certain document, so he shrewdly pushed him to Jiang Zhiyan's study room on the third floor of the villa.
After entering the study, Jiang Zhiyan went directly to his desk. He turned on the computer and answered the phone in a low voice.
Shen Wanwan got free time and looked at the study room.
This was the first time she entered the study room in Jiang Zhiyan's private residence. She was interested in books and walked towards the bookcase unconsciously.
A dazzling array of books came into view, many of which were original and out of print, covering many fields, which made Shen Wanwan's eyes light up.
The bookshelves in the flower room are just the tip of the iceberg, this is the real Sutra Pavilion.
But his eyes moved to the side, and Shen Wanwan noticed a photo frame placed diagonally in the display grid.
I don’t know if it was intentional, but the photo frame was placed sideways in the display grid with its back facing outwards. It was in sharp contrast to the neatly placed ornaments in other grids and seemed a bit abrupt. Shen Wanwan either wanted to look at the photo album inside, or subconsciously. I want to help straighten things out.
She reached for the picture frame.
However, before they could touch each other, a hand came over first.
When Jiang Zhiyan hung up the phone, he made a "click" sound and flipped the photo frame onto the grid.
Shen Wanwan looked at the photo album, and for some reason, he suddenly felt blessed.
The photos in that album...should be of people who are very important to Jiang Zhiyan...
