I really don't want a second marriage

Night Tingchen stopped with a wheelchair. He raised his eyes, and Sen Leng's eyes fell on Shen Jiamu's white face.

He looked at Shen Jiamu sarcastically, and even his tone was full of sarcasm.

"Deliberately? Second marriage, you overestimate yourself."

Shen Jiamu turned pale, clenched his lower lip and said, "you know whether what I said is true or not."

Night Tingchen's face was cold: "go away."

Shen Jiamu: "

Endured, Shen Jiamu didn't retreat, but turned and left him behind.

Before he came, he closed the elevator and thought angrily, let him wait below again.

Asshole!

When Shen Jiamu returned to his room, he immediately went to take a bath. After washing, he hurried into the quilt.

As soon as she lay down, Xiaoyan sent her a wechat and asked her if she had slept and whether tomorrow's dress was ready. She said she would come to her to make up and go to the scene together.

Shen Jiamu thought of Han Xueyou's appointment and asked Xiaoyan.

After learning that she can take her family, Shen Jiamu's mood gets better.

So Shen Jiamu asked Xiao Yan to make up with Han Xueyou tomorrow, and then went to the activity site together.

After that, when Shen Jiamu was preparing to rest, he saw a new message in his friends list. It was a very strange avatar.

She clicked the message.

{is tomorrow's dress ready?}

Shen Jiamu thinks this news is a little puzzling. She doesn't know this person, does she? So Shen Jiamu plans to ignore each other. When he just wants to withdraw, he suddenly thinks of adding his own Han Qing with his account a while ago.

Click in and find that the other party's circle of friends is blank, and the role account is also a string of English.

Shen Jiamu was silent for a while and replied: {president Han?}

Then I didn't get a response for a long time. After a while, the other party directly sent a message.

{I asked Su Jiu to prepare a dress for you and ask her to send it to you tomorrow.}

Shen Jiamu: "

Han Qing asked Su Jiu to send her a dress? Did she read it wrong?

{excuse me... Are you really president Han?}

The other party didn't respond. Shen Jiamu sent two more messages and didn't reply. She had to give up.

Before entering the bathroom, yetingchen saw that she had been holding her mobile phone. After coming out, he saw that she was still holding her mobile phone and staring at it. His sharp and cold eyes showed a cold mood and scattered like a broken bamboo.

Shen Jiamu is looking at his cell phone and suddenly feels the air pressure around him cool.

She glanced in the direction of the cold air pressure and found that yetingchen was staring at her coldly. She thought of talking with Han Qingzheng just now. When his eyes swept away, she suddenly felt guilty.

Shen Jiamu took back his eyes, then turned off the mobile phone screen, pulled up the quilt, turned his back to yetingchen and closed his eyes.

It's really autocratic to have a chat and show her face.

This man has a really big temper.

Shen Jiamu quickly fell asleep with his cell phone.

The next day, Shen Jiamu was still sleeping. Han Xueyou came over. Yetingchen directly let her into the room and dug Shen Jiamu up from the quilt.

"When are you still sleeping?"

Seeing Han Xueyou, Shen Jiamu thought he had an illusion: "Xueyou, why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here to get you up!" Han Xueyou poked her head with a finger. "You sleep like a dead pig."

Shen Jiamu looked around and found that this was her room, and she was making a floor shop.

"How did you..."

"I'm fine today, so I came early. Grandpa ye asked me to come up, and yeshao agreed to let me in."

Yetingchen also agreed? Shen Jiamu is searching for yetingchen everywhere.

"Don't look, he's not in the room."

Shen Jiamu finally breathed a sigh of relief. When she sat up and was ready to change her clothes, Han Xueyou came up mysteriously and asked, "didn't you sleep in the same bed with yetingchen?"

Shen Jiamu paused and shook his head.

"I didn't know that the relationship between you two was so bad." Han Xueyou's words seemed sorry, but her tone was very light.

"Yes, it's not a real couple. The relationship is naturally poor."

Shen Jiamu mocked himself in his tone, "he can give me a place to sleep. It's already calculated."

Like at the beginning, she could only sit outside.

Han Xueyou was in a good mood when she saw that their relationship was so bad. After all, the worse the relationship between Shen Jiamu and yetingchen, she wouldn't have to break them up. But now she feels bad when she sees Shen Jiamu's low mood and self mockery.

Thinking of this, Han Xueyou's lip flap moved and suddenly felt very bad.

"Twilight... You had such a miserable time at night's house, or..."

Shen Jiamu took his clothes and got up: "wait for me. I'll change my clothes first, and then go to breakfast with you."

Shen Jiamu went directly into the bathroom. Han Xueyou saw that the door of the bathroom was closed, so she got up and looked around. Finally, she opened the wardrobe curiously and couldn't walk when she saw yetingchen's suit hanging inside.

These are all yetingchen's things

At the thought that those suits and shirts had stayed on yetingchen, Han Xueyou couldn't help reaching out and touching those suits and shirts, wiping his fingers one by one, and finally staying on a suit.

She felt vaguely familiar when she saw the buttons on the suit.

The next second, Han Xueyou suddenly thought of something and stared at the suit in her hand. Isn't the golden button that Shen Jiamu gave her before?

Unexpectedly, the button of this suit was lost and it was saved here.

If Shen Jiamu sees this

no way!

Han Xueyou's face immediately turned pale. Hearing the sound from the bathroom, she quickly reached out to get the suit down, folded it and stuffed it into the lattice below.

When Han Xueyou closed the cabinet, Shen Jiamu just came out of the bathroom, "Xueyou, what are you doing standing there?"

After hearing this, Han Xue took a deep breath and looked back at Shen Jiamu: "I just saw that the clothes you took from the cabinet are very beautiful. I wanted to come and have a look. Unexpectedly, you share a wardrobe. And these clothes are not cheap? Did ye Tingchen buy them for you?"

Mentioned those clothes, Shen Jiamu was stunned for a while before nodding.

"Yes, he thinks I didn't dress decently before."

"So it is. He... Is actually very good to you, but... It's too much for you to make a floor. He's not a gentleman at all."

Gentleman? For yetingchen, he probably never knows how to write the word "gentleman"?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu turned around with a sneer: "let's go downstairs and have breakfast."

"OK, OK." Han Xueyou looked back at the cabinet and thought about the suit. She wanted... How can she take the suit away? Or -- take the button off the top.

"Twilight, I suddenly feel sick. You go downstairs and wait for me first. I'll go to the bathroom."