"What's the matter?"

That end smoked a cigarette: "help me accompany her to stroll."

"She?"

"Zhang Shuwen."

Listen to the person on the other end of the phone saying these three words in a very stiff voice, Mu Jiutian smiles: "go to the mall or where?" With that, she seems to have thought that one day, the towel will be put on her head again and she will be comfortable in the sofa: "she can't stand your temper at last, so is she going to strike?"

"I have said for a long time that if you like it, you will be better to others. It's always like knowing how to cherish it after you lose it."

One or two sentences about what happened tonight were not clear to mujiutian. He simply didn't open his mouth and just repeated: "she's not in a good mood today. I want you to accompany her to see which day you are free."

Mujiutian pondered the time: "how about the day after tomorrow?"

"That's settled."

Hang up the phone, yalman stayed in the study for a while, all the documents will be processed, just out of the door of the study.

A smell of smoke, he looked at the door in charge of security work bodyguards, light asked: "she?"

In the villa, everyone knows who the word "she" refers to.

Voice respectfully back: "Miss Zhang is still in the room, did not come out."

"Good."

Push open the door of the master bedroom, the headlamp on the top of the head is turned off, leaving only the bedside lamp on his side. In the dim yellow light, he can clearly see the cold and alienation on her face, even in her sleep. The hand that wants to reach out to touch the woman's hair stops in the air, and the ruffian eyebrows slightly frown.

For a long time, there was a dead silence in the bedroom.

The woman adjusted a posture on the bed: "yalman." She suddenly opened her mouth, without warning: "if you want to touch it, you can touch it. If you don't touch it, you can go away. I still want to sleep."

His hand curled up in mid air: "are you not asleep?"

"You wake me up." Zhang Shuwen slowly got up from the bed, a small face with a big palm in the background of black hair seemed to be more indifferent and alienated. She gave him a light look and was totally disgusted: "you don't smell the smoke on your body, let alone fall asleep. I'm afraid that the dead can also be fumigated by you."

He just thought about things in his study. He was so fascinated that he never thought about how many cigarettes he smoked.

When he looked at her, there was an indescribable feeling spreading from the bottom of his heart. His thin lips moved, and the words he vomited out were the most disliked explanation: "when I saved you, I didn't know you were Zhang's daughter."

"So now you know." She closed her eyes and got up from the bed with a low smile, with the most primitive irony: "I'm just a young man who accidentally broke into your room in an American underground slave farm and was bought by you. How can I be compared with your wife? So after sleeping, I can take the deed of sale as the exchange condition and send it out without hesitation, right?"

Her voice is calm and aggressive, thin is put on her belly, and her eyes look at him with deep coolness.

Forced yalman's face as if it was stained with ink, raised his hand to touch her face, but she did not hesitate to hide in the past.

His hand was empty, and his voice was squeezed out from the deepest part of his throat: "Zhang Shuwen."

"Am I right?" Her eyebrows ironically show a little smile, clear cool attitude: "you plan these things Mu Jiutian know?"

After a long time, he shook his head: "I don't know."

"What if I told her?"

"Zhang Shuwen." The expression on his face did not know whether he was angry or angry. He clasped her wrist and pinched her bone tenderly: "it's none of her business. Don't make trouble."

"Make trouble?"

Zhang Shuwen's deep smile, regardless of the tears of bone pain, would like to Qin out: "such a thing, if exposed, I even pay not only fame, but also life. You don't care about it. You don't have too much emotional reaction to my repeated opposition. On the contrary, when it comes to mujiutian, you are so angry. Since you love your wife so much, why do you provoke me for no reason? "

Yalman didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. Last time in the twilight, he implicated mujiutian in it and almost hurt her. No matter whether they had such a relationship or not, they were always the best-known sister and the most important daughter of the Wayne family. How could he ignore her life one after another.Not to mention, because of Gu Shaoqing's affairs, she had no idea how long she could last.

"I warn you, Zhang Shuwen." His voice sank and sank again. After his ruffian Qi was all over, all that remained was a fierce force: "don't try to say something inexplicable in front of xiaojiutian, otherwise, you don't want your contract of sale and the video that was thrown on the stage to be known to everyone in the whole Xicheng District."

Looking coldly at Zhang Shuwen's tears under his eyes, he somehow got some heartache, but subconsciously ignored it, adding: "at that time, the eldest lady of Zhang's family will become a woman who can do her best..." tut tut two times: "I think you can't accept it, you might as well follow my arrangement, After all, it can protect the reputation of yourself and the Zhang family. "

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm talking to you."

From the moment when yalman mentioned the deed of sale, it was already a threat.

Zhang Shuwen doesn't know why there is surveillance in the underground slave farms in the United States, and why she will stay to monitor the video, but she will not be involved in mujiutian after all.

That woman, she has more or less understood, Gu Shaoqing as a high-ranking man, who seems to love her like life, Mu Jiutian can resolutely choose divorce because of the intervener who can hardly be called "intervener" in marriage. I'm afraid I will never tolerate it if I know about yalman and myself.

Injustice has a head, debt has a master, she Zhang Shuwen has not reached the point of right and wrong.

It's just that she's curious about how Aerman fooled that woman with a clever mouth.

After all, she looks so smart.

Zhang Shuwen looked at the air behind him through yalman's shoulder and said with a wry smile: "since it's a discussion, the answer here is not to agree." Before he could speak, she continued: "it's getting late. I'm sleepy. Does Mr. yalman want me to accompany you?"

With you.

Two words, how can yalman not understand what she means, pupil a shock, a time do not know why did not speak.

Zhang Shuwen looked coldly. When she couldn't get the answer, she refused. She lay down again, turned over and soon fell asleep.

All that remained was yalman, with a complicated look on his face.

……

When she saw the mojiutian in the wheelchair with her legs and feet still injured, there was a plain satire brewing between her clean eyes: "Mrs. yalman, what a coincidence."

"Clever." Mujiu sweet smile, also did not put it bluntly, voice temperature lazy: "is to buy something, since we have met, it is better to go shopping together?"

Zhang Shuwen carefully observed Mu Jiutian's eyebrows, calm and cool, without the slightest hostility and displeasure, and without the slightest trace of knowing. It seems that yalman really protected her well, and did not let her know her existence or the dirty means he used on her.

I don't know why, the bottom of my heart suddenly floated a little different mood, Zhang Shuwen suddenly lost a smile, without saying a word directly press her wheelchair push hand, without permission directly toward the elevator direction, lip hook smile: "since Mrs. yalman said so, then I'm more respectful than obedient."

The bodyguards behind each other looked at each other and quickly followed.

Between the two women know their own point of mind, but tacit understanding did not say to each other.

As for shopping

But Zhang Shuwen pushed her wheelchair around at will, and she didn't look at anything very carefully. She walked through the women's clothing and came to the men's clothing department unconsciously.

Through the thick glass, Mu Jiutian's eyes suddenly saw something: "push me over."