"Wensu?!" Anjie was also watching, and she recognized the woman she had just met at a glance.
Jiang Shu's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her, tacitly revealing the same message...
Wensu is here, what about Fu Shiyan?
Of course it's there too.
Jiang Shu soon heard his melancholy voice and couldn't hear clearly what he was saying, but the tone was extremely recognizable and unforgettable.
She clearly remembered that this voice gasped in her ears over and over again and said all kinds of embarrassing things.
Now it feels strange.
Jiang Shu's expression suddenly turned cold, and he realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap.
The party inside was very lively. The more wine was served, the more fun it became. There was no intention of breaking up. Minister Chen drank happily and suddenly asked loudly: "I would like to ask, is something good for Mr. Fu and Miss Wen about to happen?"
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Jiang Shu poured a glass of wine down his throat.
Anjie pulled her and said, "Sister, you can't drink anymore."
At this time, Wen Su Fengying's words came from inside: "I will definitely send wedding candies to Minister Chen when the time comes."
Jiang Shu smiled sweetly: "Drink to strengthen your courage."
Their banquet lasted until ten o'clock.
Probably because they were afraid of having a negative impact if word spread, they quickly dispersed.
Jiang Shu quickly walked to the underground parking lot with An Jie. She walked very quickly, as if she didn't intend to give herself a chance to regret.
Anjie originally wanted to gossip, but when she saw Jiang Shu's expression was not right, she shut up.
They searched for one car after another and finally found Minister Chen's car. Jiang Shu held the documents and knocked on the car door, but no one answered.
She knocked twice more and the car door lowered. The person in the driver's seat was not Minister Chen, but the ugly-looking Fu Shiyan.
Jiang Shu's smile froze on her face, and the tip of her nose was filled with the smell of alcohol. She couldn't tell whether it was hers or his.
An Jie was left outside and didn't hear any movement for a long time. She peeked her head out, only to see Jiang Shu calmly nodding, "Excuse me."
Then he left quickly, and Anjie followed in confusion, "Sister...sister!"
Wensu's makeup on the passenger seat was messed up, and she was hurriedly adjusting her clothes at the last second when she lowered the window. Even a fool knows what happened and what is about to happen.
Why did Fu Shiyan do this to spite her?
"Is it interesting?" This was the first thing Jiang Shu said to the man.
But she had to admit that the moment she saw it, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
"elder sister……"
In the dimly lit basement, Anjie ran after Jiang Shu with a pile of documents in her arms. She walked crookedly and almost fell down. She subconsciously reached out and tugged, and somehow managed to catch the corner of her clothes.
She looked up in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Shu was really angry, and his brain was a little lack of oxygen. He raised his forehead and said, "I fell into the trap. That's it for tonight. Can you take a taxi back by yourself?"
Anjie blinked, and the next second she had taken the information in her hand, turned around and walked into the crowd outside, walking away in a blur of sight.
When she reacted, she remembered to shout: "Well, be careful yourself! Remember to drink hangover soup!"
Her response was a light: "I know."
"Beep——"
Suddenly the sound of a car horn came from behind, so close that Anjie was startled and moved to the side to block the fierce headlights with her hands.
It was a Porsche 918. When it passed by her, she saw the man in the driver's seat through the lowered window, and her eyes lit up with surprise!
"Mr. Fu!"
Fu Shiyan naturally didn't hear it, his profile was extremely cold.