Jiang Zhao turned on the faucet and rinsed each finger carefully. A woman's soft sobs came from the cubicle next to her, and her red lips slightly raised.

"Um?"

The sound of sobbing in the cubicle stopped, and then Chen Rui gnashed his teeth and cursed: "Jiang Zhao, you bitch! I will never let you go!"

"Okay," her high heels hit the ground and she slowly walked towards the cubicle, "I'm right here, come here."

The cubicle became quiet again.

Jiang Zhao tapped the door panel with his finger: "Come on."

The door panel trembled suddenly, as if someone was pulling the locked door panel tighter inside.

Jiang Zhao sneered, turned and left: "Chen Rui, considering the fact that we grew up together, I want to give you a piece of advice."

"Before you provoke others, see how capable you are."

As the bathroom door opened again, Chen Rui's curse sounded again: "Jiang Zhao, my brother will be back soon, and he will never let you go! You bitch! I will make you pay for today.

You will pay the price for your actions!”

Jiang Zhao paused and said, "I'll be waiting for Mr. Chen's arrival at any time."

When the driver saw Jiang Zhao, he still couldn't believe his eyes. Is the neatly dressed and elegant man in front of him really the Jiang Zhao who was blocked in the bathroom by Chen Rui?

Jiang Zhao, however, seemed not to notice anything wrong with the driver's expression and looked calm.

Back at the villa, Jiang Zhao simply tidied up and went into the kitchen.

When Song Muchen came back, he saw Jiang Zhao wearing an apron and busy with the nanny in the kitchen.

Regarding what happened this afternoon, Song Muchen had already heard from the driver on the way back.

Being able to beat Chen Rui to the point where she hid in the cubicle and dared not come out. Even though Song Muchen had long thought that Jiang Zhao was not as harmless as she showed, such a result still made him feel a little surprised.

"Mu Chen, are you back?"

Jiang Zhao's voice was as cute and sweet as ever: "I made pork rib soup today."

Song Muchen walked slowly to the dining table, glanced at the abundance on the table, and then fixed his eyes on the person in front of him.

The face is clean and the movements are skillful.

Indeed, as the driver said, on the surface, Jiang Zhao looked as if he had never experienced that fight at all.

"How was your day?" Song Muchen calmly put his arms around the woman's slender waist, "Did you enjoy your shopping?"

"I had a lot of fun shopping..." Jiang Zhao looked hesitant, "However, I seem to have caused trouble for you..."

Song Muchen raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Are you sure you are in trouble and not in trouble?"

Jiang Zhao pursed his lips and looked at Song Muchen who was about to speak but hesitated.

Song Muchen's brows raised even higher.

As if accepting his fate, Jiang Zhao sighed: "I knew that Zhou Wenguang must have told you, right?"

Seeing that Song Muchen still didn't speak, she pursed her lips and began to act coquettishly: "Okay, I met Chen Rui in the mall today. I really want to get along with her calmly, but she can't help but take advantage of me.

I couldn’t hold it back…”

Song Muchen narrowed his eyes, his expression dark and unclear.

This afternoon, the Chen family did not give him the answer he wanted. It was originally a done deal, but it fell short because of such a woman.

Accident? Coincidence?

Song Muchen didn't think this was a coincidence.

Jiang Zhao didn't seem to notice the change in his expression at all, still pulling on his sleeves and explaining to himself: "I have been very strong since I was a child, and I accidentally struck hard... Your relationship with the Chen family has already been established.

Very nervous..."

Seeing the cautious look of the woman in front of him, Song Muchen sneered, reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him.
Chapter completed!