Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 153 The Extraordinary Jiang Erye and His Sharp Heart (6)

At the end of the song, Shen Cien's body was hot from the heat of the brilliant lights, and it happened that the alcohol was also on her head, so she took off the short shawl coat she was wearing, and threw it into the cheering crowd below.

The people below were scrambling to get her clothes, Cheng Xiao took the opportunity to come to her, and the two ran out of the store holding hands and smiling all the way.

"My home or a hotel?"

The atmosphere has reached such a point, of course Cheng Xiao doesn't feel that Shen Ci'en is going with him, he just wants to go for a run with him.

Unfortunately, he really thought too much.

Although Shen Ci'en loves to play, she has wandered around various nightclubs since she was an adult, taking two or three days off at most in a month, but she has never really hung out with anyone so far.

It's not that she is clean, but she has congenital heart disease, and her personal doctor advised her not to do some strenuous exercise until she finds a suitable heart source for heart replacement surgery.

Shen Ci'en felt that he was so good-looking, if he died young because of such things, it would be a bit violent and disrespectful, so he has always followed the doctor's advice.

Facing Cheng Xiao's invitation, she was not indifferent, but in the end, in order to live longer, she regretfully told him that she had to go home.

The other party laughed. Instead of being annoyed by the rejection, she also decided that she was a good girl, and then asked her private driver to take her home.

He didn't leave, Shen Ci'en really liked him, and he was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Since he couldn't get her, he had to find a similar bad girl in a nightclub to let off his anger.

Shen Ci'en is actually a little unhappy. A person like Cheng Xiao loves to play just like her, and he is just as rotten as clearly. Moreover, he has an advantage, that is, he is honest.

Even when sending her home, he was blunt that the reason he couldn't send her himself was because he had to find someone in the nightclub to do things for her that she didn't want to do.

Shen Ci'en didn't feel offended by his frankness. On the contrary, she felt that people like him were far better than those who didn't say anything when they thought in their hearts, who clearly put all the nasty things in their minds, and who were innocent on the surface. Much better to be prudish—someone like her father.

Jiang Zhuo saw Shen Ci'en twice, and both times she smelled of alcohol and was as drunk as mud, but this time, he felt that her drunkenness was different from the last time, as if she was ignited.

She was so drunk that she couldn't even stand upright when she was walking. He stretched out his hand just before she was about to fall, and supported her. Shen Ci'en looked at him blankly for a while, and threw out two words.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Zhuo frowned and asked her, "Why do you drink so much again?"

Shen Ci'en stared at him provocatively with a drunken face: "If you want to be troublesome, my mother can't control me, who are you, and you control me?!"

Jiang Zhuo's face darkened, and she silently told herself not to care about the drunkard, and helped her all the way back to her villa. Shen Ci'en's house was full of voice-activated lights. The moment she came in, all the crystal chandeliers were lit up. Brightly lit.

Shen Ci'en squinted his eyes in the bright light, and leaned on Jiang Zhuo in a daze. Jiang Zhuo's body was tense, and he pursed his lips and looked at the woman beside him with an unclear expression.

Shen Ci'en was originally wearing a two-piece dress, but she threw away the coat at this time, leaving only a silver-gray low-cut suspenders on her body.

The cool fabric perfectly wraps her fiery body curves, and with Jiang Zhuo's superior height, which is one head taller than her, she can have a panoramic view of the scenery in front of her just by lowering her eyes slightly.

Jiang Zhuo's breathing became heavier, but Shen Ci'en, who was leaning on him, still didn't notice it. After squinting his eyes to adapt to the sudden bright light, his eyes gradually focused on the decorative bookshelf in the living room, which contained a photo of her and her father. focus on the photo frame.

"What the hell are some broken things..."

Just because of Shen Cien's unconscious intimacy and dependence, Jiang Zhuo had a charming thought that even he was unfamiliar with, when he saw the woman who was still leaning on him softly just now, as if she had no bones on her body, she got up angrily and went straight to away from the bookshelf.

Cursing, he started to overthrow the entire bookshelf.

Jiang Zhuo was stunned, a look of bewilderment flashed across her pretty face, and then she frowned slightly, not knowing what she was playing.

The things on the bookshelf, including a cabbage decoration made of pure jade, fell to the ground, knocked and smashed into pieces, and the things that were worth a thousand gold just now turned into rubbish and worthless.

Shen Ci'en looked at this scene, and laughed haha. Then, like crazy, she ran all over the living room, smashing everything when she ran to it.

Hundreds of thousands of purple jade coffee tables, kicked, kicked over!

Antique porcelain vases from the Qing Dynasty, lift it up and drop it!
There are ancient books and famous classics one after another on the bookshelf, throw them out, step on them!
Anything that can be destroyed, don't even think about leaving a whole body tonight!
While tearing, a stack of envelopes tied with rubber bands rolled out of a grocery basket in the corner. Shen Ci'en didn't even look at it, kicked it away, the rubber bands ruptured, and the envelopes scattered in all directions.

Jiang Zhuo originally hid aside and watched her go crazy silently, until the scattered envelopes were scattered, revealing strings of delicate handwriting on them.

There are different signatures on the envelopes, but without exception, there are three words written on the envelopes - thank you letter.

Jiang Zhuo's eyes fell on one of the envelopes, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He stepped forward, picked up the letter, hesitated, and put it in his pocket.

Shen Ci'en just used smashing as a vent, the more messy things were made, the happier she was.

She loves flowers, especially roses, pink roses.

At home, there is a transparent vase made of pure crystal, which is generously placed on the table, and inside is a bouquet of pink roses.

It was because of this bouquet that the vase remained intact amidst the ruins of the house.

At this moment, apart from this vase, there is nothing that can be destroyed in the living room, and it is completely reduced to ruins.

The resentment in Shen Ci'en's heart was not vented, but his heart became more and more blocked, and his restless eyes finally fell on the only intact vase on the table.

She licked her lips and stretched out her hand, but her slender wrist was grasped by another strong hand.

"enough."

The young man's cold voice sounded from behind her.

Shen Ci'en struggled in dissatisfaction, but she couldn't break free, and her irritability became heavier again. It's fine to be disobeyed in Shen's house, but this is in her own house. Who else dares to stop her from doing things?
Shen Ci'en turned around angrily, without even thinking about who was behind him, he slapped him in the face with a slap.

There was a crisp slap, accompanied by a bright red palm print, blooming together on the youth's porcelain-like luminous skin.

"Let go!"

Shen Ci'en glared at Jiang Zhuo with an arrogant tone.

Jiang Zhuo didn't let go, and there was no anger or anger on his face after being beaten, he just pursed his lips and stared at Shen Ci'en with a pair of narrow eyes, and asked her with a frown.

"Why do you want to be drunk? Did someone bully you?"

Shen Ci'en was taken aback.

　Shen Damei has never lacked anything since she was a child, but her spiritually deficient growth environment and precarious heart disease doomed her to play games in the world and have fun.

　　Jiang Meiren is very poor and has nothing, but she has received the most sincere love from her mother, so he knows what liking, what is affection, and what is responsibility. In terms of loving and being loved, he is more beautiful than Shen Damei. Transparency is also destined to be hurt.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)