Jiang Zhiyue nodded at him with a slight smile.

Facing Chen Chi, she really couldn't laugh.

She felt that Chen Yan and Shen Chi were like two extremes, one was extremely cold and the other was extremely fickle.

Chen Chi blinked at her: "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful, don't follow my brother's wood, just follow me."

After saying that, he smiled maliciously.

The female companion beside Chen Chi leaned against him softly and gave him a angrily look: "Young Master Chen, you'll get angry if you say this."

The beauty was in her arms, Chen Chi pinched the woman's waist and said frivolously: "Just kidding, can a bankrupt lady have my baby?"

Qin Xin also covered her mouth and laughed: "Chen Chi, why are you talking? Isn't it embarrassing that you can't get out of the stage?"

She looked at Jiang Zhiyue again and said with a smile: "Miss Jiang, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

The laughter of several people came, Jiang Zhiyue's hand, which was pinching chopsticks, collapsed and turned white. She bit her lip, feeling a burst of soup in her stomach, and she was so disgusting that she wanted to vomit.

The hand under the table pinched his thighs tightly before he restrained his urge to stand up and pour the vegetables on her head.

She smiled: "It's okay, I don't mind."

Qin Xin seemed to have not expected Jiang Zhiyue to be so tolerant. She was stunned for a moment. Just as she was about to say something, Chen Mingzhou coughed and said coldly: "Eat."

The dining table finally became quiet, and the little girl had a tasteless meal.

After dinner, Su Yuqing suddenly grabbed Jiang Zhiyue and asked her to come to the study to find her later.

The little girl walked to the door of the study and wanted to raise her hand to knock on the door. Suddenly, she heard the sound of talking inside, and her and Shen Yan's names were vaguely heard. She knocked on her hands and stood outside the door and listened for a few seconds.

In the study, Qin Xin held Su Yuqing's hand and acted coquettishly: "Aunt Su, when will that Jiang Zhiyue divorce Brother Chen Yan? How can I get close to Brother Chen Yan like this?"

Su Yuqing changed her sharp look when facing Jiang Zhiyue, and held her hand and comforted her softly: "What's the hurry? Your brother Chen Yan doesn't like her anyway. Divorce is not a matter of time."

She paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, and said, "I will ask your uncle to help you talk about it another day and arrange a position for you at Shen Yan Company. Then you don't have time to get close to him."

Upon hearing this, Qin Xin's eyes lit up: "Really! That's great, aunt is so nice!"

Su Yu counted her forehead and said pamperingly: "You kid."

Jiang Zhiyue heard all the conversation between the two.

She stood outside the door, her head slightly lowered, her long eyelashes drooped, and the dim light hit her face, her expression was blurry and unreal.

Only slightly trembling shoulders exposed the owner's emotions.

Jiang Zhiyue let out a sigh, her palms were pinched red by her nails.

For a moment, she seemed to be unable to hear anything, her mind was blank, and there was only a harsh buzzing sound, sharply tearing her few dignity to pieces.

It took a long time before she knocked on the door.

The voices in the study ended abruptly.

Jiang Zhiyue walked in, as if she had heard nothing, and gently shouted: "Mom, are you doing something to me?"

Su Yuqing's eyes signaled to Qin Xin. Qin Xin knew that she was going to talk to Jiang Zhiyue alone, so she stood up and left.

When passing by Jiang Zhiyue, Ni, who was wearing his hands and his chest and toes, looked at her with a arrogant look, arrogant and hostile.

Jiang Zhiyue was still unmoved. She felt that she had been with Chen Yan for a long time and had to learn how to manage facial expressions from him.

After the person left, Su Yuqing waved her over and said earnestly: "Zhiyue, mom knows that you are a good child. At that time, the old man didn't mind your Jiang family being in trouble. He kindly took it in. You also know that Chen Yan's status, you are like this..."

Su Yuqing's tone was very long, with some meaning, and her bankrupt daughter was not worthy of Chen Yan.

Jiang Zhiyue knew what Su Yuqing meant. The remaining arrogance in her bones wanted her to refute, but everything Su Yuqing said was true.

A pale feeling of powerlessness filled my heart, and the little girl stared at her fingertips, and it took her a long time to find her voice: "I know, mom...Madam Chen."

Jiang Zhiyue's skin was already white, but now it was a little whiter. She looked down and didn't speak, which made Su Yuqing soften her heart. It was rare that she didn't criticize her again.

She didn't say anything more and waved her hand to let Jiang Zhiyue go out.

Jiang Zhiyue closed the door and saw Qin Xin standing outside the door, not knowing how long it took to listen.

Seeing her, Qin Xin snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Miss Jiang, the phoenix is ​​a phoenix, and the pheasant is a pheasant. Even if the pheasant used to be a phoenix, he is now just a dyed pheasant."

Jiang Zhiyue didn't even hold her smirk, and she spoke expressionlessly: "Miss Qin may not know that some pheasants can't become phoenixes even if they jump."

Her eyebrows and eyes were very light, her expression was also light, her body stood straight, and her eyes were beautiful amber. Just a glance at Qin Xin, and Qin Xin's inexplicable breathing trembled.

Jiang Zhiyue raised the corner of her mouth, with a little ridicule, with a little ridicule, she retracted her gaze and stopped looking at her, and walked straight forward: "Give me aside, blocking the way."

Qin Xin subconsciously turned her side and gave way to her. After she left, she realized what she had done. She blushed and cursed in anger: "Do you think it's great to marry Brother Chen Yan? Isn't you going to divorce sooner or later!"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyue paused, turned her head and smiled sincerely at her: "Even if we divorce, Chen Yan will not look down on you."

No matter what she said, she left without looking back.

Standing in front of the carved iron door again, Jiang Zhiyue looked at the thick moonlight, and the feeling of fatigue came quickly and urgently, wrapping her tightly.

She felt that she couldn't bear it anymore.

Her emotions were all piled up, and her expression was extremely tense.

Jiang Zhiyue opened her mobile phone address book and found Chen Yan's phone number. She stared at her for a long time, but still couldn't help but dial it out.

She really wants Chen Yan to come and pick her up now.

The phone rang a few times before it was connected, and a familiar low voice rang out: "Hey."

Hearing Chen Yan's voice, Jiang Zhiyue's tense string in her mind snapped and tears almost fell out. She suddenly felt very aggrieved: "Mr. Chen Yan,"

The little girl sniffed and restrained her urge to cry: "Can you come... come and pick me up?"

The opposite side of the earpiece was quiet for two seconds.

In fact, it was only two seconds quiet, but Jiang Zhiyue felt that it had been a long time, so long that she almost forgot what she would say next.

Two seconds later, Chen Yan spoke: "Sorry, the company is busy."

He paused for a moment and said, "I'll ask Xiao Xu to pick you up."

"That's it," Jiang Zhiyue's voice was very soft, "Then you go and be busy with Mr. Chen Yan, I won't disturb you."

Chen Yan vaguely noticed that her mood was wrong, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: "You..."

Just as I was about to say something, the next second I heard Jiang Zhiyue laugh as before and said softly: "Goodbye Mr. Chen Yan, work goes smoothly."

It seems that everything just now was Chen Yan's illusion.

He didn't think much about it, but just ordered Xiao Xu to pick up his wife. After finishing the order, he took a look at the employee who was halfway through the summary and was afraid of disturbing Mr. Chen's call and did not dare to send him out. He said lightly: "Continue."

At the old house, Jiang Zhiyue had just hung up the phone, and the tears she had been holding back fell down, hitting the ground one by one, and her vision gradually blurred.

If Chen Yan had hung up the phone for a second just now, she would not be able to control herself from crying.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't want to cry in front of Shen Yan. She had nothing left. Her pride and indulgence seemed to have been completely wiped out in the years when she was isolated and helpless.

Jiang Zhiyue bent her lips, her eyes fell and focused to a point, and Su Yuqing's words echoed in her ears.

In fact, what she said was right, and it was not only her that she felt that everyone thought that this marriage was a high-ranking match by Jiang Zhiyue.

Jiang Zhiyue remembered that when she first got married, she sneered at Gao Pan in their mouths with a sincere heart. She thought at that time that Chen Yan would fall in love with her if she worked hard.

If you like it, you like it, there is nothing that can be achieved by climbing or not.

A gust of wind blew, Jiang Zhiyue wrapped her coat and buried half of her face in her furry scarf.

She suddenly felt that the fate between her and Shen Yan was entirely up to her love and had to hold on until now.

In fact, she doesn't know how long she will last without responding.

The wind was not strong today, it was very gentle, but it made her feel the biting cold.

When Xiao Xu drove the car and dared to come, he happened to see his wife standing alone in front of the gate of the old house, with a slender figure, which formed a strong contrast with the magnificent iron gate.

He was anxious inside, and the car stopped too, so he trotted forward to pick up his wife.

Jiang Zhiyue got into the car. The temperature inside was very high. She moved her cold fingertips before she felt like she was breathing.

Xiao Xu glanced at his wife from the rearview mirror, but couldn't bear it and decided to say something nice to his boss.

"Madam, Mr. Chen is too busy today. He had an afternoon meeting. Actually..." He paused for a moment and said hurriedly, "Actually, Mr. Chen is very worried about you. Before I came, he specifically told me to pick you up soon."

The first half of the sentence was added by himself, but the second half is indeed true.

Xiao Xu felt that for the sake of Mr. Chen’s temporary overtime salary paid by him, he would have to help Mr. Chen anyway.

Jiang Zhiyue listened to Xiao Xu's nervous explanation and smiled to express her understanding: "I know Mr. Chen Yan is very busy."

So she doesn't blame him, she blames herself.

Xiao Xu breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his wife seemed to be unhappy, so she felt relieved.

He saw his wife's eyebrows and eyes were a little tired, and he didn't say anything anymore, and played a gentle and gentle song.

Jiang Zhiyue turned her head and looked at the overlapping shadows of the trees outside the car window in a daze.

She suddenly said softly: "You said, am I really not worthy of Chen Yan?"

If she hears too much from others, she will believe it herself.
To be continued...