Jiang Zhi ignored the text message Sheng Xizhou sent to her mobile phone.
She felt that Sheng Xizhou had intermittent convulsions that would destroy her peaceful life when she was bored.
She didn't want him to affect her mood or disturb her life.
Shen Luyan came out of the kitchen and saw her sitting on the sofa in a daze looking at her mobile phone. Her expression was blank and she looked stupid. He sat down next to her and put his long arm around her shoulders easily: "I want to what?"
Jiang Zhi sat stiffly and straightened her back. After a while, she said, "I'm thinking about my mother."
Shen Luyan agreed: "Isn't she being treated in the hospital?"
"But now I want to take her home and take care of her." She knew this was not good, but both Jiang Suining and Sheng Xizhou made her feel very uneasy: "I can drive my mother to the hospital every day, and then leave her after every day's treatment. Take her home."
Sounds troublesome.
But Jiang Zhi is not afraid of trouble.
Shen Luyan disagreed with her idea: "Didn't the doctor tell you that she can't be discharged from the hospital now?"
Jiang Zhi didn't want to torment her mother's body like this, but there was no other way. She couldn't let Jiang Suining and the others have any chance to get close to her mother.
She was looking at the TV absentmindedly, still thinking about this matter.
After a long time, she made up a lie: "I'm not worried. We had enemies before. I'm afraid they will come to cause trouble. My mother really can't be stimulated anymore."
Shen Luyan had guessed before that she might just be in decline, so it was not surprising to hear her say she had enemies.
"It's easy to handle. I'll ask Chen Liu to send someone to guard it."
"Thanks."
Well-trained bodyguards are definitely more effective than escorts.
Even if Jiang Suining and Sheng Xizhou wanted to take action, they would have to consider whether they could go head-to-head with Shen Luyan's people.
This weekend, Shen Luyan stayed in Jiang Zhi's small apartment for two days.
Neither of them went out and lived like an ordinary couple.
Smooth and gentle.
A touch of warmth.
During the two days, Shen Luyan cooked the food, and asked Auntie Zhong to clean the dishes as usual.
On Monday, Jiang Zhi took the subway to the company.
Shen Luyan didn't drive here, but went to take the subway with her on a whim.
When Jiang Zhi reached the subway entrance, he was still helpless: "Mr. Shen, please stop making trouble."
Shen Luyan put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at wherever he stopped. He said, "Is it illegal for people named Shen to ride on the subway?"
Jiang Zhi said: "You have mysophobia."
"Then what?"
"I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." Jiang Zhi thought carefully and spoke very seriously: "The morning rush hour will be very crowded."
A young man like him who doesn't know the hardships of working as a laborer should have never experienced the early rush hours of the subway.
Jiang Zhi advised him to drive. She frowned: "It must be very bad for you."
Shen Luyan gave her a perfunctory answer, but still moved forward and entered the subway station with her.
During the morning rush hour on Monday, everyone seemed to be squeezed into sardines.
Jiang Zhi was pushed into the subway, and the men followed her step by step. The car was so crowded that there was almost no room to stay, and there were not enough handrails.
Shen Luyan stood behind her and surrounded her with his body. His hands easily reached the horizontal bar above. He whispered in her ear: "Lean on me."
Jiang Zhi's back was pressed against his chest. When he arrived at the stop, the inertia of the brakes made people subconsciously take two steps back.
Shen Luyan held her waist silently.
Jiang Zhi had never felt that the time on the subway had passed so long. Twenty minutes later, Jiang Zhi reminded him in a low voice: "We're here, it's time to get off."
Shen Luyan laughed: "It's really crowded."
Jiang Zhi nodded casually. She originally thought that Shen Luyan might not be able to stand the crowded environment and got off the bus midway.
When he arrived at the door of the company building, Jiang Zhi deliberately fell a few steps behind him, not wanting to enter the company door at the same time as him.
It's hard for people to ignore him as a person.
Downstairs in the company, all the people coming in and out are colleagues.
One spreads to ten, and ten spreads to a hundred.
This is how many rumors spread.
The two of them entered the elevator and arrived at the office, temporarily canceling their morning meeting.
Cheng An brought her a cup of hot soy milk. When Jiang Zhi saw Cheng An, he remembered Shen Luyan's night and told her not to get so close to Cheng An with an unhappy face.
Of course she wouldn't do this, she already regarded Cheng An as a friend.
"I'm still not used to Mr. Shen coming to the company."
"Me too, I still like it when he doesn't come to the company."
Cheng An quickly changed the topic to something else: "This Saturday is Valentine's Day. Don't you and your husband have any plans?"
Jiang Zhi shook his head: "No."
She almost forgot what day Valentine's Day was.
She has never celebrated such a holiday.
"Will your husband give you a surprise?"
"Won't."
"That's not necessarily true." Cheng An clasped his hands together: "I'm just praying that a prince charming will fall to me from the sky."
Jiang Zhi felt that it was fine for people like Cheng An who had no one they liked and had never been in love: "I'll go to the bathroom first."
In the company bathroom, you can always hear some gossip.
Jiang Zhi was in the cubicle and heard the sound of the door opening and closing. The person who just came in seemed to be touching up his makeup in front of the mirror: "I'm telling you, you must never tell others."
"What?"
"Mr. Shen and Jiang Zhi came out of the subway at the same time today. I saw it with my own eyes."
"I've guessed it a long time ago. Secretary Jiang is so beautiful, how could he not be afraid of bed?"
"Didn't you say that Mr. Shen is married?"
"Isn't Jiang Zhi married too?"
"It's probably because her husband's condition is not good. I haven't seen her out with anyone before. Maybe he's an ugly, fat, fat old man with a bit of money." The woman finished touching up her makeup and smiled: "I saw you before. Secretary Guo Jiang drove a black Cayenne, and at first glance it was not her car."
"What you said makes sense to me. It's probably because her husband can't take action." The woman's tone was not very good, with a bit of malice: "Secretary Jiang is not afraid of overturning the situation. Be careful that Mr. Shen's wife will come to visit you in the future. Come on, give her two slaps, it will be embarrassing then."
"Tsk, just wait. Since ancient times, third parties have never had a good end."
Jiang Zhi waited for the sound of high heels to fade away, then slowly opened the door to the cubicle and calmly washed his hands in front of the sink.
She would never take these words to heart.
In the workplace, there are friends and invisible enemies.
If you have to worry about many things, it will be endless.
I'm so busy with work that I don't have time to talk.
In the office, Shen Luyan heard that Gu Tingxuan bought a Valentine's Day gift for the young model he had just broken up with, and he didn't know that Saturday was Valentine's Day.
Gu Tingxuan hung up the phone of the young model and asked Shen Luyan unintentionally: "Didn't you prepare a gift for Jiang Zhi?"
Shen Luyan raised his eyes: "Don't call her that, she's not familiar with her."
Gu Tingxuan raised his eyebrows and said casually, "Is Mr. Shen so domineering?"
Shen Luyan was noncommittal, tapping his thumb on the table, and said in a calm tone with a full sense of oppression: "She is my wife."
