Zhou Jingsheng did not respond, and his face was even more impassive.
Indifferent.
His tall and tall figure slowly sank into the soft sofa.
Zhou Jingsheng tied up his waist belt slowly and went to touch the cigarette on the coffee table.
He lit the cigarette and took a sip of smoke near his mouth: "How do you plan to stop it?"
"I want double the money this time. I'll take the money and leave. You should get married."
Hear the sound.
Zhou Jingsheng chuckled lightly, his laughter filled with imperceptible contempt: "You were raised and grew up in the Zhou family since you were a child. Do you really think that our relationship can be broken off by just taking money?"
Jiang Ning's eyes were a little hot and he took a deep breath.
She also said readily: "I will move out and won't disturb you."
Zhou Jingsheng didn't speak again, his eyes were dark and unclear.
His tone was indifferent: "Have you found a good place?"
"I'm looking. I'm currently interested in two good locations. I plan to talk about it in the next few days. If the price is right, I can book it directly."
Zhou Jingsheng is just 31 this year, which is the best age for a man.
In terms of seniority, Zhou Jingsheng and her father are the same generation.
She had to call him Uncle Zhou.
Thirteen years ago, the Jiang family went bankrupt, and his father, Jiang Shuhai, could not bear the burden and committed suicide by jumping off the building.
Her mother, Shen Huixin, was unable to raise her, so she had no choice but to ask Zhou Zhengqing for help.
Zhou Jingsheng's eldest brother Zhou Zhengqing was Jiang Shuhai's best friend in business.
Jiang Ning and his mother have lived in the Zhou family for thirteen years.
She and Zhou Jingsheng also lived under the same roof, and they had not seen each other for thirteen years.
"Are you really planning to break it off?"
"Um."
"No regrets?"
"No regrets."
Jiang Ning has known since he was a child that men are unreliable.
Although she really admires Zhou Jingsheng and has loved him for eight years, she is also very clear-headed. A man like him will definitely not marry her. What he needs is a well-matched family.
To consolidate his position in the Zhou family.
Zhou Jingsheng was born outside Mr. Zhou.
His mother has no name or status, and even his identity is claimed to be "the adopted son of the Zhou family".
Everyone said that he repaid his kindness and helped his eldest brother Zhou Zhengqing take care of the family business.
Only Jiang Ning understands.
Zhou Jingsheng's wolfish ambition is hidden under the Buddha's clothes.
He wants everything from the Zhou family.
Therefore, his marriage must be a well-matched one.
Jiang Ning was very honest: "Even if Yu Zixin doesn't come to me, I will take the initiative to bring it up. After all, I can't ruin the marriage you finally asked for. I know what to do and what not to do."
Zhou Jingsheng didn't expect that she had so many thoughts.
With a flick of his finger, the ash fell into the ashtray.
He said: "Since you want to leave, I have no reason to trap you. Just make your own plans. I will ask Secretary Jiang to call you the money tomorrow morning."
"Thanks."
Jiang Ning bent over and walked up to the man without any hair.
Pick up the clothes on the floor and then dress them up in an orderly manner.
In order to be a little more romantic, she specially wore a pair of eight-centimeter stilettos tonight.
My feet were shaking a little now.
Zhou Jingsheng looked at her dressing: "I won't go back to Zhou's house for the next few days."
She held the armrest of the sofa with one hand and sat on it with her butt halfway up.
Jiang Ning picked up his shoes with his feet and gently pushed them in.
"good."
Zhou Jingsheng didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were complicated and blurred.
The smoke loomed over his face, and it seemed a bit diffuse in the whiteness.
Jiang Ning looked sincere: "I will try my best to avoid suspicion in the future. If I really can't avoid it and I see you, please help me say something in front of Miss Yu so that she doesn't misunderstand."
Zhou Jingsheng turned to look at her.
Compared to the look in his eyes when he was sleeping on her bed, it was more serious and profound.
