After Wen Yuan left, Jiang Shu sat there for a long time. This was the third time she came to a hotel owned by the Wen family, but it was the first time she took a good look at the furnishings here.
Luxurious but not extravagant, every place has a Zen feel, which is Jiang Lingyu's style.
Presumably Wen Jing must love her very much... If Wen Shu was still here, maybe she wouldn't have to live in seclusion in a temple and be isolated from the world.
Jiang Shu thought of this and smiled bitterly.
She wanted to go find Qingying, but as soon as she stood up, her foot suddenly sprained. Part of the heel was broken, making it difficult to walk. She looked around in frustration, but no one could help her.
At this moment, Jiang Lingyu happened to enter surrounded by several ladies. When she looked up, she saw the slender girl with her head bowed at a loss. She changed from her confident and calm state on the stage just now.
"Mrs. Wen, this is..." Several ladies saw her pause and couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, it's okay. You go in first, I'll come back later." Jiang Lingyu sent the people away, then walked to Jiang Shu, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Shu was surprised when he heard the voice. When he met Jiang Lingyu again, he seemed a little nervous, "I..."
Jiang Lingyu looked at the fire and immediately noticed the awkwardness in her feet, "...wait for me here."
After walking away, Jiang Shu stood there feeling very annoyed. Although Jiang Lingyu was Wen Yuan's mother, their behavior styles were quite different. She had repeatedly done inappropriate things on her daughter's important occasions.
I'm really sorry for her.
While waiting for Jiang Lingyu to come back, Jiang Shu's cell phone rang suddenly. She felt like she was being amnesty, thinking it was a message from Fu Shiyan. However, when she opened it, it was a text message, and the content of the text message was only a clear photo——
The man, dressed in home clothes, pushed the woman down on the big bed, put one hand on her chest, lowered his head and kissed her neck.
No matter how you look at it, they are a man and a woman who are deeply in love.
The photo is clear and you can completely see the man's profile.
Jiang Shu's legs just went weak. She squeezed the phone tightly. This man was so familiar to her that she didn't need to distinguish him at all.
She swallowed and zoomed in carefully to rule out suspicion.
There is no trace of Photoshop, the movements of the two people are so natural.
The number that sent the text message belongs to Haicheng.
Jiang Shu called immediately.
No one heard.
At this moment, Qingying came down from upstairs. She put on a coat and walked up to Jiang Shu. "I have to leave. Come with me."
Jiang Shu froze on the spot and never came back to his senses.
"Jiang Shu? What's wrong with you?" Qingying waved her hand in front of her.
Only then did Jiang Shu react, "Say."
"I said I have to leave, you come with me."
Jiang Shu turned on his phone and said, "I...I have to wait for Fu Shiyan."
"Their men's socializing won't end after waiting for another two hours. How about you come with me to see the house."
"...That's fine." Jiang Shu didn't know what he was feeling, and his steps were frivolous. As long as he could leave this place, anything would be good.
"Why is the heel broken?" Qingying clicked her tongue, gave her his shoes, and then left the hotel together.
Jiang Lingyu asked the waiter for flat shoes and hurried back to the place, but no one was waiting.
She was lost for a moment, then saw Jiang Shu's high heels left on the ground, and asked the waiter to put them away, and then wrote down the address, "Take them, fix them, and deliver them to this address."