This sentence calmed Jiang Ji down, she moved her legs, as if there was really no discomfort, could it be that he really didn't do anything?

Looking He Jinxiu up and down, Jiang Ji was still a little unconvinced.

"Why am I here with you?" Jiang Ji asked in an unhappy voice, she clearly remembered drinking at the bar......

"Not with me, where do you want to be?" He Jin asked faintly, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped a little.

Jiang Ji lowered her head, a hint of emptiness flashed in her eyes, she drank directly yesterday and was unconscious, thinking that He Jin Xiu helped her.

However, she didn't believe that He Jin Xiu would be so kind.

"My clothes, you took them off?"

Jiang Ji turned her head to look at the clothes that were thrown on the ground, a little speechless, how could she wear them again?

He Jin Xiu gave her an affirmative look, turned around and walked out.

Jiang Ji was instantly ashamed, she lowered her head and secretly repented, she would never drink so much next time.

A few minutes later, He Jinxiu walked in again, holding neatly stacked clothes in his hand,

Jiang Ji frowned, because she saw that those clothes were all men, and she thought that they should be He Jinxiu's.

"I wear it improvised. He Jinxiu put down his clothes and walked out again.

Jiang Ji looked at her figure, her heart was irritable, and she couldn't figure out why she was irritable.

Putting on his clothes, Jiang Ji looked at himself in the mirror, like an adult's clothes on a child's head, looking nondescript.

She walked out slowly, asked about the smell coming from the restaurant, and immediately felt a little hungry.

I saw two sandwiches on the table, looking delicious.

Jiang Ji was not polite, he just picked it up and ate it in a big gulp, the taste was even more delicious than he imagined, I really couldn't see that He Jinxiu could actually cook.

"Where are you going, I'll send you?" He Jinxiu parked the car beside Jiang Ji and asked expressionlessly.

Jiang Ji's head shook like a wave drum.

He Jinxiu said no more, and the black Maserati quickly drove out of sight.

Jiang Ji was bored walking on the road, she didn't know where to go, she was banned in the modeling industry, there was no job to do, and it was not a way to sit and eat like this.

Obviously, the road ahead was smooth, but Jiang Ji felt that her path had been cut off.

Walking all the way home, Jiang Ji found an invitation card in the crack of the door, which read: "June 9th wedding ceremony, Miss Jiang is sincerely invited to participate].

Jiang Ji smiled, but this smile was particularly bitter.

She had imagined that Jiang Rong would get married countless times, but she never thought that the bride was not her.

However, she was just daydreaming before, with her and Jiang Rong's identity, even if they were not related by blood, it was impossible to be together.

It was just that daydream, and she didn't want to wake up.

The mobile phone in the bag rang suddenly, and Jiang Ji took out the mobile phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Miss Jiang, I'm Ye Zhiming, did you receive the invitation I sent you?" A bright female voice came from the phone, which was mixed with sarcastic laughter,

"Roger. Jiang Ji replied coldly, thinking about Ye Zhiming's intentions.

"I want to ask you to have a meal, Miss Jiang has time in the afternoon, right?"

Ye Zhiming looked at her phone, her eyes were full of cold light, she just wanted to stimulate Jiang Ji and make her understand that she was nothing.

Jiang Ji was silent for a long time, and finally answered and hung up the phone.

She stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself with empty eyes, and she didn't know when, she actually burst into tears.

The tears were salty and salty, with a bitter taste.