After the dinner, Jiang Jianhuan was scolded by Jiang Yuan. The bad news was still behind. After communicating with the brand, cold and emotional words from the person in charge came from the other end.

"The bill will be sent to your company later. Please pay the compensation according to the price, thank you."

It was already late at night, and the road was empty, and there was not even a taxi. Jiang Yuan put her at the nearest subway station and drove away. In the cold wind, Jiang Jianhuan hugged her arms and touched her shoulders.

The narrow alley, the street lights broke a few days ago, and the unknown smell was lingering in the air, like rotten garbage mixed with animal corpses. Jiang Jianhuan walked into an old dark building, as if he had walked into the mouth of a dormant monster.

A faint light lit up inside the huge black box.

It is a very simple one bedroom and one living room. It can be seen that the owner has tried his best to decorate it, but it still does not hide the roughness and dilapidation in the foundation.

Compared with the grand banquet show just now, it is like two worlds, one is bright and beautiful, in the clouds, and the other is old and dirty, stepping in the dust.

Just like her and him.

Jiang Jianhuan was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above his head, and the words in his mind were replayed.

"Don't know."

——I don’t know.

He said he didn't know him.

Su Mo's emotional face appeared clearly before her, and a more severe pain came from her chest than before. Jiang Jianhuan curled up and poured out two sleeping pills from the small bottle on the bedside table next to her.

When she went to work the next day, she was no different from usual.

The show was busy and busy at the end of the show. The clothes were cleaned and put back into place, and the matter of new products were dealing with the matter of launching new products. When Jiang Jianhuan received the call, he was dizzy in front of a bunch of data.

"Jianhuan, just send the suit jacket from Yuse series to Sumo Studio and give it to his assistant. The number will be sent to your phone later."

Jiang Jianhuan was shocked and quickly spoke.

"Sister Jiang, I..."

Doodle...

Before she finished speaking, she hung up without saying anything.

It is very consistent with Jiang Yuan's personality.

Jiang Jianhuan let go of his hand, sighed helplessly, and slowly packed up and stood up.

The brand iro has cooperated with Sumo twice, saying it was a cooperation, but Sumo wore their suits several times, and it was sent to Baba for sponsorship.

I heard that Su Mo had invited yesterday's press conference, but he refused because he had no time to go on the trip, but he suddenly came over for some reason.

Jiang Jianhuan always remembers that scene.

There was a flash that kept hitting him. The man had a handsome face, his facial features were still exquisitely crafted and beautiful. There was a faint alienation in his eyes, as if he was through a barrier, and no one could get in.

He walked from the door and was always surrounded by people. The huge crystal lamp above his head was dazzling and dazzling. He seemed to be standing at a high place, shining brightly.

With just one glance, Jiang Jianhuan lowered her eyes like a sting. The pain in her heart made her breathless. Before she could relieve the red wine in her hand was knocked over, looking in a mess. She raised her head and saw Su Mo.

It's so bad.

When I met my ex-boyfriend, I was not radiant, confident and calm, and beautiful, but I was stupid, with red eyes and a dirty skirt full of wine stains.

Arriving downstairs of Sumo's studio, Jiang Jianhuan called his assistant's cell phone. The male voice inside seemed to be very busy. He told her to go upstairs directly, and then hung up the phone.

Jiang Jianhuan looked at the blackened screen in his hand, stayed for a moment, took a deep breath before he plucked up the courage to step forward.

Su Mo's studio is very low-key. There are two-story single-family buildings in the city center where every inch of land is valuable. The gray and cold colors are circled and greened. It is a bit quiet and looks no different from an ordinary residence. It is just that the strict access control reveals a bit cold and solemn.

Jiang Jianhuan finally met Li Sa, who was "busy" and was in front of him with an ordinary-looking young man with a little bad skin, and seemed to be staying up late often.

The two of them came to a guest room. They were made of glass on three sides, with frosted tops and different patterns. They had to be very close to them to see the people inside.

Li Sa talked a little terriblely, and from this suit to Jiang Jianhuan, half an hour had passed.

"Has Miss Jiang returned to China for more than a month? No wonder she looks very special."

"Ah..." Jiang Jianhuan was a little confused and was introduced to a new topic.

"The temperament is like living abroad." Li Sa said playfully, Jiang Jianhuan blinked and smiled politely.

I don’t know what I talked about, but I feel that most of the time it was Li Sa who said she was listening. It was an hour after she came out of Su Mo’s studio. Jiang Jianhuan breathed a little relieved, and she felt a sense of indescribable loss. She took out her cell phone from her bag and prepared to take a taxi back to the company.

The ringtone suddenly rang, and the familiar melody was accompanied by vibration, and three words were displayed on the screen, Shen Zaixi.

Jiang Jianhuan pursed her lower lip and connected it, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously pulled into a straight line.

"Hey? Brother Xi."

"Jianhuan, how are you doing recently?"

"Everything is fine." She smiled lightly, but unfortunately she couldn't see the other end.

"Where is Uncle Jiang and the others?"

"Dad has also been recuperating well, and the countryside environment is pretty good."

"That's good." The other end was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something.

"Jianhuan, if you have something to do, remember to find me as soon as possible. No matter what, I am your brother."

"Yeah!" Jiang Jianhuan raised her head slightly and tried hard to smile, so bright that she couldn't tell the truth about her own falsehood.

"I will, thank you brother Zaixi."

"What are you still polite between us..."

Until the phone hung up, Jiang Jianhuan's smile had not yet stopped. She lowered her head and pressed her phone, slowly retracting her smile.

The car came soon, carrying people on the roadside, and soon disappeared. Not far away, the floor-to-ceiling curtains on the second floor of the single-family house were pulled up, and the figure behind was blocked from behind and gradually disappeared.

When Jiang Jianhuan went home for several days, he saw the inconspicuous black car downstairs, not far or near, just parked at the intersection where she was going to and from get off work every day. The doors and windows of the car were closed tightly, and it was impossible to tell whether there was anyone inside.

She was a little vigilant. She walked around very far every time she passed by, and kept a safe distance from the car.

At iro's work gradually got on track. Because of the successful completion of the last show, Jiang Yuan recognized her work ability, and gradually she would let some professional things go to her to do.

Jiang Jianhuan studied art in college. When she first arrived abroad, Jiang Xin arranged for her art major. Later, Jiang Jianhuan changed to fashion design herself and completed her studies in three years. If that hadn't happened, she would probably find a company abroad for an internship and consider returning to China after she became famous abroad.

Iro's interview has always been very strict. Jiang Jianhuan was able to break through the siege among hundreds of job seekers. What he was attracted to was his internship experience of several well-known clothing brands while abroad, and all of this was due to Chen Zaixi's arrangement.

Before the Jiang family went bankrupt, they were neighbors with the Shen family. The fathers of the two families were family relatives and bought a house in one piece, two adjacent villas.

The two children have been playing together since childhood, and even their names are chosen together, one is happy and the other is happy.

Jiang Jianhuan has been playing behind Shen Zaixi since she can remember, walking with her short legs and mouthing her brother, swinging her pigtails, and her red cheeks are particularly cute.

——This is based on Chen Zaixi’s memories.

The two were three years apart. They had never been separated from kindergarten to elementary school, junior high school and high school. Later, after Jiang Jianhuan went to college, Chen Jae-hee happened to graduate and study abroad. It was at that time that she met Su Mo.

Since the accident between the Jiang family, the relatives and friends around him have avoided it. Only the Shen family has helped him as always, and it also depends on them, which has made Jiang Jianhuan not have such a miserable life in the past few years.

Thinking of these past events, my heart felt like I had a heavy stone weighing on me. Jiang Jianhuan had unconsciously walked into the alley. Today, he was still working overtime and returning late. The street lights that had only been repaired for two days were broken. Somehow, they were broken again.

It seems that someone here specifically steals wires. After grabbing them for a few days, he simply lets them develop. The street lights are broken and they are not repaired. Over time, everyone has gotten used to walking through this dim alley.

Fortunately, there are some lights outside that can shine in, making the narrow alley look less dark.

Seeing the black car still parked in front of him from afar, Jiang Jianhuan turned on the light of his mobile phone and secretly raised his vigilance. He walked downstairs without any hesitation. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard familiar words bursting in his ears.

"Miss Jiang, why didn't the money this month be paid? Brothers have to come to the door in person to ask you what you want."

Jiang Jianhuan's hand shook and his phone almost fell to the ground.

She looked up at the four or five young people standing in the open space in front of her, pretending to be calm.

"I broke a piece of clothing from the company this month and lost the money. I will definitely return it to you on time next month."

"That won't work." The man in the leader answered without thinking, stepped forward, and a malicious smile appeared on his face.

"The money must be paid back on time. If not, Ms. Jiang can consider doing part-time jobs or something..."

He reached out to greet Jiang Jianhuan on his face.

"Ms. Jiang is so beautiful, it is certainly not difficult to make money. If there is no way, I can introduce you to it..."

Jiang Jianhuan lowered his eyes and knocked off his hand.

"I said I'll pay you back the money next month."

The atmosphere became tense in an instant, and the pretended politeness of the past was no longer relaxed, and the person who pretended to be gentle showed his true nature.

"Damn, I think you're not going to toast or not, right?"

The man spoke foul words and skillfully grabbed her hair. Jiang Jianhuan hid away and kicked him down.

The curses were about to break through the sky, and several hands greeted them at the same time. Jiang Jianhuan ran out desperately. In the darkness, he was breathing heavily and his heartbeat was about to pop out.

"Fuck, catch that little bitch!"

The footsteps behind him came in a row, with oppression and torture, as if stepping on a person's heart. Jiang Jianhuan's head was blank, and he had only one thought that he could not be caught by them.

When she passed by the familiar black car, she had no feeling at all, and had forgotten to avoid the distance from the past. She almost passed by the rearview mirror, and the footsteps seemed to be quiet at hand.

"Clang."

The door of the silent car was opened.
To be continued...