Putting aside the paper towel mixed with coffee stains, Jiang Ning relaxed all over.
In the most indifferent tone, he said the most arrogant words: "If something happens to Ah Xun, I will prevent you from getting married to Zhou Jingsheng."
The most poisonous thing is this.
Yu Zixin's domineering attitude suddenly dropped several degrees.
Her eyes were splitting with anger: "Jiang Ning, how dare you."
"See if I dare."
Yu Zixin felt that Jiang Ning was really crazy. Why was she, a lost dog brought back by the Zhou family, so arrogant in front of her?
Jiang Ning's words touched people's hearts: "If you still don't want to leave, let me ask the security guards to carry you out?"
Zou Qiao was smoking at the entrance of the corridor.
After a quick glance, he saw Yu Zixin coming down from the stairs with a bad look on her face.
She followed closely upstairs.
Jiang Ning was hunched over and cleaning up the mess in the house. He rolled up a handful of paper towels and wiped the coffee table.
Zou Qiao handed her the paper: "Hey, did you beat her up?"
"I feel like my hands are dirty even if I hit her."
Hearing this, disappointment flashed across Zou Qiao's face: "No, what does she mean by that? I can't control a man, so why are you coming here to show off your anger? Are you sick?"
"You are really right, she is indeed sick."
"Do you feel better?"
Jiang Ning opened her black eyelashes: "Absolutely."
"Should we clean it tonight?"
The beautiful eyes under his eyelids were plain and clear. Jiang Ning sighed: "I won't go. I don't like to go to that kind of place to have fun."
Zou Qiao put her head under her face, with a serious and simple expression: "Ning Ning, Shen Qingzhan is a very nice person. If you get in touch with him more, I can't guarantee that he will be richer than Zhou Jingsheng, but he is not short of money either."
"It's not mine."
"Then what style do you like?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Jingsheng's face suddenly appeared in Jiang Ning's mind.
What's even more outrageous is the scene where he comes out of the bath.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, lean and stylish.
He has a young and handsome face, yet still manages to be elegant and calm.
She took a breath to herself.
Holding back the strange emotion: "Auntie wants me to marry Ah Xun. People have always treated us mother and daughter well. If I get involved with Shen Qingzhan at this time, what will people think of me?"
Zou Qiao sneered: "Jiang Ning, you are quite conscientious!"
yes!
Jiang Ning never does anything unconscionable.
But she also remembered that Zhou Jingsheng always liked to scold her for being heartless when he was torturing her in bed.
She didn't know why she couldn't help him.
In other words, this is what he thinks is a sentiment.
…
Goodbye Zhou Jingsheng half a month later.
Zou Qiao's birthday was that night, and the birthday party was scheduled to be held at "Yangnan Banquet", with five tables set up.
At the banquet, she solemnly introduced Jiang Ning: "My good sister Jiang Ning, from now on all the rich and powerful brothers and sisters, please take good care of her."
Although everyone is very fond of Zou Qiao's face.
But this made her feel particularly embarrassed.
Jiang Ning and Zou Qiao have been classmates for four years.
Jiang Ning never thought of forcing his way into her social circle.
What others are selling is the face of Zou Qiao's parents. Even if she integrates, she won't have the capital to maintain it.
So Zou Qiao often says that she is sober.
Everyone present came up to her one by one to toast and talk warmly.
Jiang Ning drank until he was 70% drunk and staggered to the bathroom to vomit.
"Ugh... vomit vomit..."
Zou Qiao helped her caress her back and said happily: "Ning Ning, tonight is my birthday, and it is also your new life. Congratulations on getting rid of Zhou Jingsheng, the plague god, and welcoming a new life."
Jiang Ning held the sink with one hand, his face deeply smoked.
There was a trace of mist in her eyes: "Ah Qiao, I... don't love him anymore."
"real?"
"Of course, four-legged dogs can't catch them. Two-legged men are everywhere."
There was constant laughter in the bathroom.
Zhou Jingsheng was walking in front, and Jiang Ruan was three or four steps away from him, unable to see his facial expression.
"Mr. Zhou, do you want me to..."
"No, let's go!"
"Miss Jiang..."
Jiang Ning didn't know why she was so crazy. Suddenly her steps were uncontrollable and she wanted to come out. She laid her hands on the cold wall and faced Zhou Jingsheng's straight and broad back.
She opened her eyes foolishly, looking a little dazed.
After a long time, he muttered: "Ah Qiao, what the hell."
There was no response from behind.
Just listen to the man's snort of laughter.
Zhou Jingsheng didn't even look at her, and his tone was extremely cold: "Miss Jiang's skills are really good. There are quite a few second-generation ancestors from Jiangzhou in the room tonight. How many of them have you hooked up with?"
Jiang Ning's throat burned.
The alcohol and acidic water mix in the saliva and are swallowed together.
She forced herself to straighten her body: "Don't worry about a few, anyway...everyone is better than you."
A thousand times better, ten thousand times better.
Zhou Jingsheng sneered and lowered his eyes. His seemingly calm face was actually full of turmoil.
He turned his head and pressed her eyes hard.
That noble and calm face now looked as cold as a snake.
Zhou Jingsheng: "Everyone is better than me, so do they like you?"
Almost instantly, Jiang Ning suddenly took a breath.
She was obviously drunk, but she could still think about his words seriously, so she felt distressed.
All the blood coagulates from the mouth to the stomach.
With her twisted face, she squeezed out a weird and extremely ironic smile and looked at Jiang Ruan: "Secretary Jiang, do you think I look good? Those men just like my face, including him."
"He" refers to none other than Zhou Jingsheng.
He had admitted it himself back then, that he loved her face that could subvert all sentient beings.
"Ms. Jiang, you..."
"Jiang Ruan, let's go."
Zhou Jingsheng's tone was like running away from a madman.
He really doesn't love her at all, that's why he can be so cold-blooded.
Jiang Ning felt like a sharp knife piercing his heart, the pain was hundreds of times worse than that.
After Zou Qiao finished vomiting, she saw her eyes were dull and she was sitting on the bench outside. She asked, "Ning Ning, did you call me just now?"
