Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 149 The Extraordinary Jiang Erye and His Sharp Heart (2)

He used to be an ordinary plate-handler in the clubhouse, and this was the first time he had done such a rush to move forward, and he was a little nervous.

Although he is always pestered by those rich women in the clubhouse, Shen Ci'en is different after all, she...beautiful.

And she didn't come for him, he was chasing after him.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if she didn't like him, or felt that he wasn't worth the price?
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhuo tried hard to adjust his expression, trying to show a flattering smile to Shen Ci'en.

"One million, you only bought him for one night, you give me the money, and I will accompany you for a month."

Shen Ci'en looked dazedly at the beautiful young man with a stinky face and pulled the corner of his mouth abruptly at her.

Not only did he not reduce the coldness around him, but he also vaguely revealed a bit of murderous intent.

If she doesn't agree, he will kill her on the spot and destroy her body...

Her mood is extremely complicated. Has she encountered a strong buying and selling?

But Shen Ci'en is also a strange person, she likes to face difficulties, the more challenging things, the more she likes them.

"Do you have abs?"

Squinting her eyes and licking her dry lips, she stretched her long legs while sitting on the carpet, raised her head slightly provocatively and drew her lower lip at the young man in front of her, asking softly.

Jiang Zhuo chuckled lightly, his eyes were cold and frighteningly cold.

Shen Ci'en thought that he couldn't stand the insult, and was about to turn around and leave, but this man didn't play his cards according to the routine.

He quickly opened the hem of his shirt with one hand, and put her hand into his skirt with the other. The soft little hand suddenly touched the hard muscle of his abdomen, and the two of them were shocked.

In the next second, Jiang Yan stared at Shen Ci'en's eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly and said coldly: "Is it okay this time?"

Shen Ci'en's response was to put another small hand on his waist, pinch it twice lewdly, and show a nympho smile.

"Okay, okay, follow me in the future, I will support you."

Shen Ci'en had no memory of what happened next, until the next morning when she woke up, the smell of food could be heard from her home after a long absence.

When Shen Ci'en moved out of the Shen family that year, he didn't know what home-cooked meals were.

She is cautious and independent, and has a strong sense of territoriality. Except for her, she has not even been allowed to enter the small villa she bought, let alone housekeeping and part-time workers. She usually cleans the house with intelligent robots.

But the machine, can't cook?

Shen Ci'en got up from the bed with his head full of question marks, and ran to the kitchen to see what was going on.

When I looked at it, I really saw a busy figure in the kitchen with a spatula in hand.

The other party was good-looking, and he was wearing a sweater and jeans of no recognizable brand, which made him look like a catwalk.

Shen Cien, who is known as the number one beauty in Hong Kong City, is a little suspicious when she looks at a face with no expression when cooking. If this person is a woman, she probably has to change her name to be called the second beauty in Hong Kong City. .

At this moment, the beauty holding the spatula spoke, it was a clear and magnetic male voice, Shen Ci'en was relieved, she kept her reputation as the number one beauty.

"Help me get the salt."

Shen Ci'en subconsciously took the salt in hand and handed it to him, then froze.

its not right!Since her house was renovated, the kitchen has never been used. Her house has always been aloof from the world. Where can I get the salt at this time?
Shen Ci'en looked blankly at the beautiful young man in front of him who had no impression at all, and then at the kitchen of his own home, which was both familiar and unfamiliar to her, and tremblingly asked this man.

"You are, Tian... the snail girl?"

Jiang Zhuo, who was cooking, trembled and sprinkled too much salt. He looked at Shen Ci'en inexplicably, and was about to say something, but Shen Ci'en shook his head and denied his words.

"Impossible, it's definitely not the snail girl." She hesitated for a moment and stared at Jiang Zhuo. Because of his outstanding appearance, Jiang Zhuo had long been used to all kinds of stares at him, and his movements were still calm.

The next second, he was not calm anymore, because Shen Ci'en pointed at him and shouted: "Snail man!"

Jiang Zhuo: "...Fuck."

With this irritable expression, Shen Ci'en finally realized that he was a normal person, not something like a ghost.

But this made her even more terrified. Subconsciously, she found a kitchen knife at hand and held it in her arms. Shen Cien looked at the irritable Jiang Zhuo, and tried to raise her voice to embolden herself: "Are you a human? What are you? People? Why are you at my house?"

Jiang Yan finally cooked a dish, and dropped the spatula in his hand with a slap, Shen Ci'en was frightened by his violent temper, took two steps back, and pointed the kitchen knife in his hand: "You... What do you want to do, let me tell you, my Shen family is a well-known rich family in Hong Kong City, my dad spends tens of millions in minutes, you, you, if you want money, it's useless for you to find me, you have to find him..."

Jiang Zhuo looked at her speechlessly, and finally realized that this person probably drank too much last night, and couldn't remember what he had done, so he naturally forgot about him.

He had already used Shen Ci'en's money to pay the medical expenses for his seriously ill mother, and there was absolutely no reason to turn against her at this moment, so he patiently explained to her: "The first club, do you remember?"

Shen Ci'en was taken aback for a moment, that was her favorite entertainment venue.

Recalling what happened yesterday made Jiang Zhuo feel more and more irritable. He looked at Shen Ci'en coldly and said in a cold voice: "Last night, you gave me 100 million there and asked me to go home with you. Have you forgotten all about it?" ?”

Shen Ci'en remembered that she fell in love with a gold-medal young master in that clubhouse, but... she looked at Jiang Zhuo blankly.

She remembered that the young master didn't look like this.

Shen Ci'en tried hard to recall, fragments of chaotic memories flashed through her fragmented mind, and suddenly, the young man's beautiful face emerged in memory, and Shen Ci'en finally remembered who he was.

"It's you!" She breathed a sigh of relief and put down the kitchen knife in her hand.

Jiang Zhuo nodded coldly with a straight face: "It's me."

Shen Ci'en followed up with another sentence, which almost made him vomit blood from anger: "Who are you?"

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, don't care about women, especially rich women!

"...Jiang Zhuo."

"Show me your ID card."

Shen Ci'en has been very out of line with the routine, unexpectedly, Jiang Zhuo is very adaptable.

He casually took out the wallet from his pocket, and threw it in front of Shen Ci'en with a snap: "Turn it out yourself."

Shen Ci'en opened it, and there were scattered pieces inside, including a few one-dollar banknotes, a few ten-cent steel coins, and an ID card.

Shen Ci'en: "..."

Good guy, those friends around her usually have to carry a card with millions of dollars when they are the poorest, otherwise they would not dare to go out.

It was the first time she had seen such a wallet with shabby appearance on it.

She took out the ID card, on which was a delicate face not much different from the person in front of her.

There are two words written on the line of the name: Jiang Zhuo.

Shen Ci'en only took a quick glance and then looked down. She was relieved when she saw that the other party was already old.

(End of this chapter)