Married can split room

Chapter 176 No high heels or black stockings allowed
It was raining in the school, and there were not many people going to and from the dormitory. But every time someone walked by, their eyes would unconsciously look at Chen Shuqian and Zhang Jiamu, who were having breakfast together next to them, with special envy.

"Open your mouth." Zhang Jiamu picked up a dumpling and put it in Chen Shuqian's mouth, "Where did you buy it? I think the dumpling you bought is very delicious."

"Our school is here." Chen Shuqian took a bite of the dumplings Zhang Jiamu gave her and ate them in her mouth. "If you like to eat, we can eat together every afternoon."

"Okay." Zhang Jiamu reached out and pinched the tip of Chen Shuqian's pink pen, and said dotingly, "It's agreed."

Breakfast was quickly finished by Zhang Jiamu and Chen Shuqian, the rain gradually subsided, and there were more students on the road.

"After we finish eating, let's go to the library to eat." Chen Shuqian suggested.

The library of Jiangnan University is a very popular place. Many students with ideals and pursuits stay in the library almost every free time and work very hard.

Everyone chooses a different life. Like Chen Shuqian, she worked hard when she was young, but she doesn't want to work so hard when she grows up. It's better to be plain.

There are also many people who only begin to realize their shortcomings after entering an excellent environment, and work very hard to keep up with the pace of most people.

Of course, there is another kind of person who is the most paranoid, and that is the person he likes in his heart, and the person who sets lofty standards is the most terrifying.

Such people are often very cruel to themselves and enjoy loneliness until the day they achieve success and fame.

"Okay." Zhang Jiamu agreed, "I've been in school for so long and I haven't been to the library yet."

"Let's go." Chen Shuqian stood up first, took Zhang Jiamu's hand, and opened the small umbrella.

Zhang Jiamu held a garbage bag in one hand and ran into the rain with Chen Shuqian in his other hand. However, this girl had a fiery temperament. She refused to walk on a good road and insisted on running.

Helpless Zhang Jiamu could only follow her footsteps from behind.

"Slow down." Zhang Jiamu warned. Although the rain was much lighter now, the water stains on the ground were not yet dry, so it was easy to fall. "Why are you so anxious?"

Suddenly, Chen Shuqian stopped suddenly. Zhang Jiamu didn't brake quickly and leaned forward several steps, but his foot slipped in the puddle.

Fortunately, Zhang Jiamu was dexterous. At the moment when he was about to fall to the ground, he let go of Chen Shuqian's hand and instinctively used his two hands to support the ground to escape the disaster.

But the two palms were not spared, and were covered with stains and water drops.

Zhang Jiamu stood up without any external force, spread his palms in front of Chen Shuqian, and stared at her angrily, "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" Chen Shuqian suppressed a smile. Seeing Zhang Jiamu's accusation, she pretended to be innocent and ignorant, and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? "

"What do you think?" Zhang Jiamu rolled his eyes at her. It was clearly her sudden braking that caused him to lose his balance. "Why did you suddenly brake suddenly when you were so good? Did you do it on purpose?"

"Did I do it on purpose?" Chen Shuqian's eyes widened and he stared at Zhang Jiamu with an incredulous expression, "Obviously you told me to stop, I stopped, and now you're blaming me again."

"Me!" Zhang Jiamu opened his mouth, as if he was the one who asked Chen Shuqian to slow down. Her explanation was reasonable and well-founded, and she couldn't find any loopholes at all, but it always felt like she did it on purpose.

"Isn't what I said right?" Seeing Zhang Jiamu's hesitation, Chen Shuqian took the opportunity to say, "You fell down yourself, how can you transfer the conflict to me? Do you think what I said is right?"

"Uh..." Zhang Jiamu was speechless, "But."

"But as your girlfriend, I should take care of your emotions, so it's right for you to vent your unhappiness on me." Chen Shuqian took out a tissue from his bag, wiped off the stain on Zhang Jiamu, and laughed. , “Is my partner very competent?”

At first Zhang Jiamu thought he had misunderstood Chen Shuqian, but when she smiled slightly, he understood everything. It was her intention just now.

She almost disguised herself.

A deep smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Jiamu's mouth, he raised his hand, and wiped some remaining stains on Chen Shu's pale and tender face, "Pretend, you continue to pretend."

Chen Shuqian was completely dumbfounded. She had put a lot of effort into putting on her makeup when she got up in the morning, and now Zhang Jiamu actually destroyed it.

"You!" Chen Shuqian was very angry. She took out her phone and looked in the mirror. She couldn't accept that there were stains on her delicate face, and she was furious. "I'm so angry."

"Who told you to tease me on purpose?" Zhang Jiamu turned his head proudly, his clothes gloating, "We are even."

"Who wants to be even with you?" Chen Shuqian narrowed his eyes slightly, without wiping off the stains on his face. He took two steps towards Zhang Jiamu, got closer, stood on tiptoes, and pressed his face against his. The stain rubbed onto Zhang Jiamu's face.

Zhang Jiamu was stunned. He never expected that this woman could be so cruel.

"Chen Shuqian!" Zhang Jiamu wanted to teach her a lesson. Even if it didn't work, he would give her a few hard slaps on the butt to teach her a lesson.

But Chen Shuqian took three steps in parallel and ran away directly.

"Stop." Zhang Jiamu chased her from behind. Coincidentally, the rain started to get heavier, and he felt particularly embarrassed.

Chen Shuqian didn't know why, but she just wanted Zhang Jiamu to chase her. The more Zhang Jiamu asked her to stop, the more she wanted to run away.

"Only a fool should stop." Chen Shuqian ran happily.

"Hey, it's raining heavily." Zhang Jiamu followed her, fearing that she would run faster, so he slowed down, "I'll beg you."

"That's pretty much it." Chen Shuqian smiled and walked in the direction of Zhang Jiamu with a smile on his face, but in his heart, he was already prepared to be punished by Zhang Jiamu.

really.

The moment the two came into contact, Zhang Jiamu put his generous arm directly on Chen Shuqian's shoulders. She was so thin that she looked like a little brother being held hostage by her elder brother.

"It's against you." Zhang Jiamu stretched out his other hand, and slapped Chen Shuqian's small circle, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Chen Shuqian's face turned red and she said, "Wrong."

"Wrong? Who was wrong?" Zhang Jiamu pretended not to understand, embarrassing Chen Shuqian, "Where is the subject?"

"I..." Chen Shuqian couldn't struggle at all. The man's arms hung around her neck like iron, "Qianqian was wrong."

"To whom?"

"you!"

"Who am I?" Zhang Jiamu lectured his young daughter-in-law.

"Jiamu." Chen Shuqian gave in, met all Zhang Jiamu's demands, and said aggrievedly, "Jiamu, Qianqian is wrong."

"It doesn't sound good, shout again."

"...Husband, Qian Qian is wrong." Chen Shuqian is such a smart person. He immediately understood what Zhang Jiamu wanted to hear and turned around, "Are you happy?"

"Hey." Zhang Jiamu lowered his head and kissed her thin lips, feeling happy, "I feel good."

"..."

Niwai spent the whole morning in Jiang University's library and didn't read many books. The two of them hid in the corner and passed the time while you touched me and I touched you.

At night.

Su Qinghe handed over a report to Zhang Jiamu, which included the cost of purchasing equipment and details of an assembly line.

She was really a good secretary. She put all the assembly lines she could buy on the list. All Zhang Jiamu had to do was make the decision.

"Let's choose option a." Zhang Jiamu decided.

"Okay." Su Qinghe didn't talk nonsense, closed the folder and said respectfully, "Then I'll go back first and prepare for tomorrow's signing."

"Go." Zhang Jiamu waved his hand, but stopped Su Qinghe the moment she turned around, "There will be a sale of my favorite sneakers tomorrow. If you are done with your work, go to Qunguang Square and buy a pair for me."

Zhang Jiamu originally wanted to buy the shoes he liked, but when he thought about the long queue tomorrow, he gave up.

It is really a waste of resources to have such a capable secretary and not use it.

"Okay." Su Qinghe agreed without any thought and expressionlessly.

"A pair of silver-white ones, the shoe size is 41, and there is a pair of cherry blossom pink ones, the shoe size is 37. If you like something, you can also buy a pair for yourself." Zhang Jiamu said generously, "Look for me later. to reimburse."

There is no need to guess the other pair of cherry blossom pink sneakers. Zhang Jiamu bought it for Chen Shuqian. Su Qinghe is envious and jealous, but she understands her situation and status very well. Envy is useless.

But she still felt a little warm in her heart, at least Zhang Jiamu didn't ignore him.

"I don't need it." Su Qinghe was very happy in her heart, but she still refused coldly on the surface, "I always wear business attire, basically high heels. I don't wear sneakers."

Su Qinghe actually refused.

The reason for finding it is unassailable.

Zhang Jiamu lowered his head and glanced at Su Qinghe's pair of exquisite black high-heeled shoes. If she took off her high-heeled shoes and put on sneakers, her figure would be better proportioned.

This woman has a really good figure, and with a pair of cold-colored glasses, she has an outstanding temperament.

When Su Qinghe saw Zhang Jiamu looking at her legs, she felt very happy. She stayed by his side just to get Zhang Jiamu's attention.

She was very confident about her figure. She didn't hide in any way, nor did she deliberately raise her legs to appear frivolous. She just stood there coldly.

Zhang Jiamu scratched his head, "Aren't you tired of wearing such high shoes every day? Anyway, you don't always have to appear on important occasions, so you always need to wear other shoes in your daily life."

"I don't need it." Su Qinghe was very firm.

"No, I have to buy you a pair." When Zhang Jiamu saw Su Qinghe, who usually obeyed him, retort to himself, the man's desire to conquer suddenly rose, "That's it, I've decided, don't refuse."

Su Qinghe didn't know what to say, Zhang Jiamu was so domineering, it made her heart beat violently, she liked to control her man.

Seeing Su Qinghe's hesitation, Zhang Jiamu made another request to her, "And from today on, you are not allowed to wear high heels when you appear in front of me."

"What?" Su Qinghe's cold face showed a strange color. It was obvious that Zhang Jiamu was making a request for her. Her face changed slightly, "I..."

"Secretary Su." Seeing that she wanted to resist, Zhang Jiamu quickly used his power to suppress others, put away his cynicism, and said seriously, "I am the boss, I have the final say."

Su Qinghe wanted to quibble, but after thinking about it, she let it go and sighed, "Okay."

"Professional attire is not allowed either."

Even if she was not allowed to wear high heels, she was not even allowed to wear professional clothes. Faced with Zhang Jiamu's menacing and deliberately making things difficult, Su Qinghe's beautiful face turned red.

"Why?" Su Qinghe likes to wear professional attire, which looks solemn and simple. The most important thing is that she does not need to deliberately match the color of her clothes.

"Huh?" Zhang Jiamu snorted, surprised by Su Qinghe's disobedient expression, "Are you questioning me?"

"No..." Su Qinghe curled her lips and lowered her beautiful face, "No!"

"Then let's just say it." Zhang Jiamu thought it was funny when he saw her dazed look. She was just not allowed to dress formally, that's all.

He walked up to Su Qinghe and tapped her on the forehead, "What are you thinking about?"

Su Qinghe suddenly panicked. Zhang Jiamu's face was so close, which made her confused. For fear of showing that she liked him, she quickly lowered her head and took two steps back to hide it.

"Nothing." Su Qinghe shook his head.

"Then it's agreed." Zhang Jiamu turned around and waved his hand, "I'm waiting for your good news, Secretary Su."

Looking at Zhang Jiamu's tall figure, Su Qinghe stood there blankly for a long time. After shaking his head, he opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. He patted the steering wheel and said, "Calm down, this man is not something you can like. Stay away." Just stay with him."

boom!
Su Qinghe started the engine and drove a long way.

"..."

Early the next morning, Zhang Jiamu was woken up by Tu Xingzhuan in his sleep.

"Jiamu, you've slept and you're going to be late." Tu Xingchuan patted Zhang Jiamu's cheek and ran away after telling him to get up before he could wait for him.

But Zhang Jiamu was still lying in bed, feeling weak all over and feeling extremely uncomfortable, and he didn't want to get up at all.

He touched his head, it was so hot that he dialed Su Qinghe's number in a daze.

"Hello, Qianqian, this is Jiamu." Zhang Jiamu didn't even notice that the number he dialed was Su Qinghe's.

Su Qinghe looked at the caller ID on the phone screen and felt a little unhappy. When he called her, he called his girlfriend's name.

"I'm Su Qinghe." She said coldly.

But Zhang Jiamu didn't pay attention, his head was in a mess right now, he directly regarded Su Qinghe as Chen Shuqian, his consciousness was very fuzzy at this time.

"I seem to have a fever." Zhang Jiamu said weakly, "Buy me some fever-reducing medicine."

"Right away." Su Qinghe immediately hung up the phone. Resolutely, she drove to a nearby pharmacy, bought antipyretics, and went straight to Zhang Jiamu's dormitory.

Arrived at the bottom of the dormitory.

The uncle in the dormitory stopped Su Qinghe, and he insisted on asking her identity before letting her go.

"I am sister Zhang Jiamu." Su Qinghe said.

"Let me see your ID card," the dormitory manager said.

Su Qinghe handed over his ID card. The dormitory manager looked at Su Qinghe's face and asked, "You and your brother don't have the same last name?"

"Cousin, you can't do that." Su Qinghe was very anxious, grabbed the ID card, and went directly upstairs.

"..."

(End of this chapter)