Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 163 The Extraordinary Jiang Erye and His Sharp Heart (16)

Shen Ci'en raised his eyebrows, did not refuse his action, took him by the hand and led him to the door of the guest room, letting him in.

"Did you always live in this room before? Pack up everything that belongs to you, and then you go, leave my house, and don't come here again."

Jiang Zhuo was stunned, all the charming thoughts in her heart were smashed by her cold words.

He stared at her blankly for a moment, seeing that her expression was cold and her eyes were firm, she didn't look like she was joking, he fell silent for a while, then lowered his tone and spoke in a low voice with difficulty.

"Is it because of what happened yesterday?" He pursed his lips and looked at her with resignation in his eyes: "If you don't like it, why didn't you reject me..."

"No." Shen Ci'en raised his eyebrows irritably, interrupting his guess with a loud voice.

Although what happened yesterday was an accident in her cognition, it was not difficult to accept.

What she really couldn't accept was Jiang Zhuo's background, but how could she tell him about it?
A person, figure, appearance, emotional intelligence, wealth, all of these can be changed through his acquired efforts.

But only his birth was something he couldn't choose, and it couldn't be changed throughout his life.

Jiang Zhuo is actually not bad. Hearing what the people in the Jiang family said, it seems that he has only known about it for a short time, and he is not willing to join forces with those people.

Therefore, Shen Ci'en knew that if she told him at this time that she resisted him because she could not accept his background, it would be like killing him.

But she really couldn't pass the test in her heart.

Therefore, she chose to tell a little lie to Jiang Zhuo.

"I told you a long time ago that I like the new and dislike the old." Shen Ci'en raised her head and looked at Jiang Zhuo. After looking at him frivolously for a while, she showed a cynical smile.

Jiang Zhuo heard her overtones, and his face was extremely embarrassing.

When the two first met, she used this reason to drive him away once. At that time, there was no such deep bond between him and her as now, and he could get away with it.

But right now, the relationship between him and her has become... that kind of relationship, but she suddenly said such words to him, how could she be like this.

"Shen Ci'en, I don't understand what you mean."

He pursed his lips, lost the light in his beautiful eyes, and looked at her steadily with red eyes, his expression was full of pleading and pain.

"Is it something I didn't do well enough? I can change it."

Shen Ci'en had already guessed that he would have such a sentence, so his understatement became more and more indifferent.

She looked at him lazily, from the beginning to the end, under his stubborn gaze, raised the corners of her lips: "Jiang Zhuo, you are fine, if it weren't for your fineness, I wouldn't waste it on you." for over a year.”

"But no matter how fun a toy is, it's almost enough to play for a year. I still say the same thing. I like the new and dislike the old. Now I'm tired and don't want to play with you. I hope you can be more sensible and take yours with you as soon as possible." things, move out of my house."

Thinking of the identity of Jiang Zhuo's mother, Shen Ci'en's brows became irritated again.

Unexpectedly, she donated so much money to charity with all her heart, but in the end she was helping a mistress she hated the most to keep alive.

"After you leave this time, I won't continue to pay your mother's medical expenses. You should be mentally prepared."

"Like the new and dislike the old, heh. I'm old, so I was rejected by you..."

Jiang Zhuo, who had been staring at her from the opposite side, finally became numb in Shen Cien's ruthless and hurtful words, lowered his eyes in pain, and his voice was very cold.

"So, Shen Ci'en, do you have a newcomer?"

When he raised his eyes again, there was already a cold and sharp light in his eyes, as well as other emotions that Shen Cien could not understand.

Shen Ci'en felt that his idea of ​​solving the problem was very good, and nodded indifferently following his meaning: "Since you have thought of it yourself, then I will not say unnecessary words, Jiang Zhuo, you can go."

In the eyes, the gloomy young man entered the room silently, took his water glass and books, and walked out of her villa little by little.

When the person really left, Shen Ci'en didn't feel happy because of his departure, but became more and more irritable.

Hupenggouyou were having fun in the nightclub again, of course they didn't forget to send her an invitation, but Shen Ci'en, who usually likes the lively atmosphere the most, has no desire to fool around with them today.

She drove aimlessly around Lan Kwai Fong, and finally wandered to Kowloon Tong, where she entered an elegantly decorated bar that looked like a clean bar.

Qing Bar is different from nightclubs. The purpose of people coming here is to simply chat and drink, and the atmosphere is relatively quiet. There is no deafening music, and there is only one resident singer, playing and singing with a guitar in his arms in a leisurely manner.

"Just let me follow you closely, let me write a horror novel for you, whoever is suspicious will be pitiful, whoever is innocent will live, I have seen the final result..."

The singer sang his songs hysterically with a husky voice that was surprisingly amazing.

Shen Ci'en became a little interested, went to the bar to order a glass of wine, sat at the bar and slowly sipped the wine in the glass, while looking at the singer from time to time.

The singer noticed her gaze and looked back with a smile. After seeing Shen Cien's radiant appearance clearly, his eyes trembled, and the guitar in his hand abruptly missed a beat.

Shen Ci'en raised an eyebrow at him, and returned his attention to the wine glass in his hand.

At the end of the song, another singer was replaced on the stage, and the sound condition was just so-so, not very listenable. Shen Ci'en felt bored and turned around to leave.

Suddenly, a glass of wine slid over beside her, and the cold liquid splashed onto the back of her hand, causing Shen Ci'en to frown, and she turned her head to look to the side.

The singer who just played the guitar wrong because she didn't know when sat beside her, looked at her with raised eyebrows and a warm smile, with surprise in his eyes.

"Beautiful girl, are you alone? I wonder if I have the honor to buy you a glass of wine?"

Shen Ci'en glanced at him lightly. He pushed over the glass of cocktail with bubbles, then looked back with a lack of interest, and then fell back on the singer.

She didn't look carefully just now, but now that the two of them are getting closer, she realized that the singer's attire was very unusual.

He wore a dreadlock that was just as long as his shoulders, and he wore a dangling earring on his right ear. His facial features were stiff and deep, with an exotic taste, paired with healthy wheat-colored skin, he was handsome and sexy.

Shen Ci'en rarely saw a man dressed like this, his whole body exuded wildness. He was sitting on her left side, and she could see the earrings hanging from his earlobe when she raised her eyes.

She reached out her hand curiously: "Can I see your earrings?"

The man raised his eyebrows and smiled, and confidently moved his face closer to her: "It's a great honor."

Shen Ci'en curiously stretched out her fingertips, wanting to touch his earrings. The next second, a voice of cold anger and strong unwillingness came from behind her.

"Is this your new love?"

(End of this chapter)