I really don't want a second marriage

The cold night saw that she took a step back, and her eyes were dark: "am I the devil?"

"Ah?" Shen Jiamu didn't understand what he meant and looked up at him puzzled.

Night Lin smiled bitterly, "if I'm not the devil, why are you so afraid of me?"

Shen Jiamu: "... Sorry, brother."

She's not afraid of him. She's just afraid that yetingchen will find trouble again when he bumps into him. That man... Although he doesn't like her, his possessiveness is really strong.

Because she has the title of Yeer young grandmother on her body.

"It's all right, big brother. I don't blame you." night Linhan smiled gently at her and whispered, "let me come here. You go upstairs first."

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu's face changed slightly. "How can I do this? I'll do it myself. Brother, go and be busy."

Thinking of the last time he helped himself in the canteen, Shen Jiamu didn't have time to thank him. Now he hid when he saw him. Shen Jiamu was also a little sorry, so he whispered, "by the way, brother, thank you for the last time in the canteen."

"Don't worry about it. Then Tingchen went to pick you up, didn't he?" said the night cold with a smile: "Tingchen still cares about your sister-in-law."

Referring to yetingchen, Shen Jiamu found that he was no longer in the conference room.

Maybe he doesn't want to see her now?

Shen Jiamu was depressed. She smiled at herself, "well, maybe."

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, night Linghan said with concern, "what's the matter? Why did Tingchen treat you like this? Did you quarrel?"

"No, I don't know how to say it. It's more complicated."

The night chilly cold saw that her facial features were wrinkled into a ball. This look fell into his eyes and felt cute and tight. He couldn't help rubbing Shen Jiamu's head. "Don't worry, girls still need some sunshine and smile more."

This intimate action stunned Shen Jiamu for a few seconds before he reacted, and then stepped back two steps, "thank you, brother. I know."

"Are you free after work later? I heard that eating sweets will improve your mood. The last cake..."

When it comes to sweets, Shen Jiamu's face becomes a little ugly, "that big brother... I don't want to deceive you, so I think I'd better tell you the truth."

"Huh?"

"Actually, I don't eat sweets. The last cake... I gave it to my friend, big brother. Would you mind?"

Shen Jiamu thinks it's better to make it clear, so that he won't send her cakes or take her to dessert on a whim one day. At that time, his efforts will be wasted.

Night Leng Han probably didn't expect that she would be so sincere. At first, she was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled and rubbed her head again: "sister-in-law, I'm very happy."

Shen Jiamu: "?"

"I'm glad you're willing to share your real thoughts with me."

The cold hand of the night was still on her head, and her voice was as gentle as the wind: "it doesn't matter. You don't like sweet, what flavor do you like?"

Shen Jiamu took a look at him and thought seriously: "spicy? No, brother, I have to get busy with my work first."

With that, Shen Jiamu fled and left the conference room with a coffee cup in his arms.

As a result, she ran into yetingchen outside the door. Shen Jiamu took two steps back in fear. In a moment, all the cups fell to the ground. Because she had so much in her hand, it made a loud noise.

But at this time, people were almost gone. When they heard the voice, they looked back and found that Shen Jiamu had dropped the cup and left directly.

It was the cold night in the conference room. When he heard the news, he quickly rushed out, "sister-in-law? Are you okay?"

The cold night came forward quickly and dragged Shen Jiamu away from the scene of the crime. The ground was full of debris, "be careful, don't hurt your feet."

Night Tingchen saw this scene and his thin lips coldly recalled it.

"Big brother is very concerned about his siblings."

Listen to speech, night Lin Han looked up at him, his eyes looked like helpless: "Tingchen, how can you let your sister-in-law do this alone?"

"Yeshi doesn't support idle people. What can she do?" yetingchen sneered.

Night Lin frowned, "as far as I know, she contacted Han group, and she sorted out the meeting materials. You're not right to say she can't do anything. My sister-in-law and sister-in-law are a good assistant. Tingchen must not be overqualified."

"Oh, it seems that my eldest brother knows his wife's ability better than I am a husband?"

"Tingchen, why do you make such an ugly remark? Don't you know what kind of person brother is?"

Night Tingchen's anger was heavy: "I really don't know what kind of person brother is."

Since he opened up with him that night, yetingchen has become particularly terrible. At present, talking to yelenghan is also full of thorns. Shen Jiamu thought about it and broke away yelenghan's hand.

She'd better not get into trouble with the cold night.

It is very likely that ye Tingchen will be so rude to him now because of the relationship between ye Linhan and her approach.

"Brother, I'm really fine. Go and get busy with your work. I'll clean here."

"Sister in law..."

"Please, big brother!" Shen Jiamu's voice was heavy. The cold night wanted to move forward. He looked at Shen Jiamu helplessly and looked in the direction of Ye Tingchen. Finally, he could only sigh helplessly.

"Well, I'll go first. Tingchen, sister-in-law, you have something to say."

After the cold night left, Shen Jiamu seemed relieved. He squatted down to pick up the fragments on the ground, put them one by one into the tray, and picked them up silently in front of yetingchen.

This scene made yetingchen narrow his eyes dangerously. He was very unhappy. When he wanted to scold her for not using a broom, Shen Jiamu's hand was suddenly stabbed by fragments.

Her complexion changed, but she didn't cry out, because yetingchen was still watching. She simply shook the blood on her hand and continued to pick up fragments.

Save Tingchen from saying that she sells pitifully at night.

She doesn't want to be insulted by him anymore.

Unexpectedly, yetingchen suddenly rolled the wheelchair in front of her, and then suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her up. Shen Jiamu exclaimed, and his wrist was fastened by him.

"Your hands are bleeding, don't you see?" night Tingchen asked maliciously.

"Look, I see..." Shen Jiamu stammered and wanted to take his hand back: "but it's none of your business."

"It's none of my business?" yetingchen's eyes were more ferocious than the wolf. She put her injured finger into her mouth and sucked it. Shen Jiamu's face turned red and wanted to take his hand back anxiously: "yetingchen, yetingchen, what are you doing? Let me go quickly!"

The bastard's tongue was greasy and sucked the blood off her fingers.

After a long night, Tingchen let go of her and smiled: "saliva has the effect of hemostasis. You should thank me."