I really don't want a second marriage

If she refused directly, he would be very sad as a brother.

So Shen Jiamu didn't say anything at last, which was acquiescence.

Han Qing didn't stay long. After watching her drink the porridge, he left. Before leaving, he said, "I've sent someone to protect you nearby. Don't do anything like opening the door without seeing clearly."

Before, Shen Jiamu was too confused and didn't think so much before she did that kind of thing. Later, she was glad that Han Qing came. If she wanted to harm her, she might be finished tonight.

So she had no objection and nodded, "I see."

After Han Qing left, Shen Jiamu closed the door and returned to the bed. He found that his mobile phone was already charging, and a laptop stood quietly on the bedside table.

It looks like it's not new. As soon as Shen Jiamu took it out, he saw a note floating out with the login password written on it.

She logged in like a demon and found that there were some unfinished data on the desktop.

Is this Han Qing's work book?

He just gave it to himself? Is he not afraid that he will see any trade secrets?

Or because I found my sister, I put all my thoughts on her, and I can't care about everything else?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu's heart began to get confused again. She turned off the power directly and put the notebook back.

When the mobile phone was almost charged, Shen Jiamu turned it on.

As soon as the phone was turned on, Xiaoyan's phone and information rushed out. You can see her anxiety between the lines. Shen Jiamu called Xiaoyan back.

After calling, Shen Jiamu suddenly remembered that it was already midnight. How could someone answer her call?

Just when Shen Jiamu wanted to hang up, his cell phone was connected.

"Hello? Is it twilight?" Xiao Yan's voice was very impatient.

Shen Jiamu inexplicably felt his nose sour and nodded right: "it's me."

"Is it really you? Are you okay? Twilight... Do you know we're worried about you? I just turned around and called and you disappeared. How are you now? Where are you?"

"Don't worry." Shen Jiamu lightly explained, "I'm in the hotel now. I'm fine. It's just... I want to be alone, so I'll leave by myself. I'm sorry to worry you."

Xiao Yan sighed: "of course I know you want to be alone, but I'll be afraid in that case. You didn't call me until now. Fortunately, you still have a conscience. If you don't report peace to me tonight, I don't have to sleep all night."

"Well, I'll report peace to you now. It's getting late. You can rest early."

"No! You have to send me a location and let me know where you are before I can sleep at ease."

Shen Jiamu's heart was warm and nodded: "I know. I'll hang up later and send you a location."

"Hang up now and send it now."

Bar!

She hung up the phone directly over there. Shen Jiamu heard a busy tone before she responded. Then she reluctantly logged in to wechat and sent Xiaoyan her current positioning.

After receiving her positioning, Xiaoyan was relieved.

Then he warned her to pay attention to safety, or he would kill her in her room in the middle of the night. The two ended the conversation.

After tossing around for a day, Shen Jiamu was also tired. In addition, she was a little sleepy recently, so she was very sleepy at the moment. After putting down her cell phone, she soon fell asleep.

However, the dream is still not beautiful as usual, and even... So cruel that she just wants to wake up.

"From now on, we have no relationship. After signing this divorce contract, you are no longer the second young grandmother of Yeshi."

"Go away, how can I see a second-hand woman like you?"

"I'm pregnant with Tingchen's child, and you're pregnant with a wild seed. If you have to compete with me, you can't compare with me."

After a night's dream, Shen Jiamu finally woke up. When he woke up, the room was bright. The whole hotel room was full of sunshine from the window. Shen Jiamu touched his forehead falsely. It was another cold sweat.

She got up, went to the bathroom, washed her face, and came out after washing.

When she came out after taking a bath, she heard the doorbell ringing. Shen Jiamu looked at the time and found that it was already 7:30. She went to the door and wanted to open the door directly. As a result, she thought of what Han Qing told her before leaving last night, so she opened her cat's eye and looked outside. She found a kind and peaceful woman standing there.

After a pause, Shen Jiamu opens the door.

"May I speak to you?"

"Miss, you're awake." the woman smiled and shook her bag. "I'm Mr. Tohan's order to bring breakfast to miss."

Sure enough, someone was responsible for her three meals a day. Unexpectedly, he was really ready, but... It was midnight when she came to the hotel yesterday, but Han Qing did all these things.

Did he go to bed in the middle of the night?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu turned sideways and said, "thank you. Come in."

The woman came in without glancing at her eyes. When she came in, she opened the bag and put out the food boxes one by one. She said, "I don't know your taste for the first time, but Miss Shen can tell me what she likes and I'll make it for you."

"Thank you."

"Don't be so polite. Just call me aunt Lian."

"Thank you, aunt Lian. I don't choose anything except sweet ones."

Aunt Lian nodded and smiled: "OK, aunt Lian remember, Miss Shen has just got up? Have you washed yet?"

"Yes."

"OK, I'll put breakfast on this table for you. Does Miss Shen have anything I can buy for you?"

"Thank you, lotus. I don't need anything for the time being."

"Then Aunt Lian left first?"

"Aunt Lian, go slowly."

In the middle of aunt Lian's walk, Shen Jiamu suddenly remembered what stopped her. Aunt Lian stopped for unknown reason, "Miss Shen?"

Shen Jiamu got up and went to the bedside table, picked up the notebook on the bedside table, put it in the briefcase and handed it to Aunt Lian: "this is Mr. Han... The notebook left here last night. Can aunt Lian help me return it to him?"

After listening, aunt Lian looked at the notes in her hand and said with a faint smile: "I don't dare to send Mr. Han's notebook for Miss Shen. Please forgive Miss Shen. I'm a rough hand and foot. I'm usually just a rough worker. In case I break this notebook..."

Listening to her, Shen Jiamu understood that she was rejecting herself. She thought she was careless. If Han Qing used this notebook for work, she could not tell what secrets would be in it. She really shouldn't give it to others casually.