Frowning, he then opened the document that Fang Yuan had prepared for Jiang Yao, which were all miscellaneous work schedules and personal contact information and addresses, and the time showed that she was the peak creative consulting company that she joined half a year ago.

Zhou Qianze muttered in his heart that she had been back to the imperial capital for so long, this woman was really ruthless, she had never looked for him once, and she had forgotten all her previous love?

The faint sunlight refracted a faint halo of light in front of the high-end mahogany table.

Zhou Qianze raised his hand to block his eyes, and a sour surging surged around his throat, which was uncomfortable.

He was naturally full of hatred for Jiang Yao's farewell, but more of the joy of being reunited with her again, and now he had more incomprehension of her.

Jiang Yao squeezed a smile and walked to Gu Wei's director's room, asking what was the matter with her.

Gu Wei looked at her with a smile and said: "Last night's summit was very successful, I have a good idea of your ability, the above arranged for me to take you to the magic capital branch to experience the experience, there is a project to cooperate with us, the specific details need to be discussed in person, tomorrow morning's plane, you go back from work early today to prepare."

"Okay, Mr. Gu", Jiang Yao agreed without thinking about it, she just left the imperial capital to hide from Zhou Qianze in the past few days, and the occasional reunion with him was not expected by her, he was always gentle and polite on the surface, but he actually had a dark heart in his heart, maybe he would think of revenge against her, or it was the best policy.

She knew that Zhou Qianze hated her with a sullen breath, hated her for suddenly saying that she would leave, and disappeared for five years, making his arrogant and noble prince of the imperial capital lose face.

After all these years, Jiang Yao thought that Zhou Qianze should have forgotten that she was.

Walking out of Gu Wei's director's room, Lu Hui and Lu Ziyan came to her.

"Jiang Yao, isn't it good for Gu Wei's old man to look for you", Lu Hui looked at her with a worried face.

Lu Ziyan held a shrimp dumpling with chopsticks in his hand, and asked her with a blank eye: "Sister Jiang, why are you so kind to bring us breakfast today, did the handsome Mr. Zhou buy it for you last night?" We're in for you."

Jiang Yao walked straight through the middle of them, sat down in his seat, and said lightly: "Xiaohui, Gu always temporarily arranged for me to go on a business trip to the Demon Capital, which is a good thing", and then turned his head to look at Lu Ziyan and asked him, "Is it delicious?" If it's delicious, you should learn to shut up, and don't ask about things you shouldn't ask."

Time passed quickly, Jiang Yao's shoulders were sore and tired, she had been busy all day, sorting out several planning books, she raised her eyes and looked at the wall clock on the wall at almost 6 o'clock in the afternoon, took her bag and said hello to Lu Hui and hurried downstairs, ready to drive her second-hand car home.

Unexpectedly, outside the building, Zhou Qianze's black Daben with a striking license plate was already waiting to send her home.

Zhou Qianze pressed the window of the back seat and slowly lowered, beckoned and jokingly called her to get into the car.

He squinted and looked over, today Jiang Yao was wearing a white knitted slim skirt, outlining a beautiful figure curve, and her black hair was holding a pearl-blonde hairpin, gentle and moving.

He was a little fascinated by it, she had faded from her youth and changed her appearance to become more and more feminine, and the lust in her body was scurrying and ready to move.

Jiang Yao pretended not to see it, strode forward, and Fang Yuan glanced at Zhou Qianze, who had an ugly face, through the rearview mirror.

"Keep up"

Fang Yuan: "Yes"

Fang Yuan cautiously drove forward and followed behind Jiang Yao, the surrounding office workers all looked over and focused on this scene, Jiang Yao had no choice but to open the door and get into the car.

No one in the car spoke, Zhou Qianze pulled his tie and loosened it, told Fang Yuan to turn on the heater a little more, and looked at Jiang Yao again, his palm passed through her coat and held her thin waist, and the warm touch came Jiang Yao's body stiffened.

Zhou Qianze frowned and asked her: "Why have you lost weight all these years, and haven't you eaten well?" You have stomach problems and can't go hungry."

Jiang Yao pushed away his palm, moved to the position of the right window, and said coldly: "Hunger is not dead"

Zhou Qianze's face was gloomy and he didn't speak.

Before Jiang Yao thought about it, she often starved until late to wait for him to come back to eat, during that time, his family status was unstable and he was often busy, and her things in college ended early, and the two got together less and left more.

Zhou Qianze blamed her for not being obedient, she had a small amount of food, and now she has stomach problems and often tosses herself hungry.

She likes to hold his arm in front of him and be coquettish, saying that without him to eat, no matter how good the food is, it will be tasteless.

But Zhou Qianze couldn't resist her delicateness, and didn't say a word of accusation, but turned his head and found a private nutritionist to customize meals for her to regulate her body, and Jiang Yao's stomach disease slowly improved.

The car soon arrived at Wanshou Road, and the house that Jiang Yao rented in the imperial capital after returning to China was near that area, a little off the city, but the rent price in the imperial capital where every inch of land is worth every inch is okay.

Fang Yuan drove without noticing the pit on the road for a while, the car jolted and swayed, and Jiang Yao fell into Zhou Qianze's arms.

Zhou Qianze smiled and subconsciously hugged her tightly, smiling meaningfully.

"Be careful"

Jiang Yao turned around and readjusted her sitting posture, she was suppressed by Zhou Qianze and couldn't move, glared at him, and said to Fang Yuan: "Just let me go down in front, the road over there has been closed these days, and now the road is being adjusted everywhere, and the car can't drive in."

Zhou Qianze looked out the window, it was a dilapidated old community, the walls were mottled with some moss and creepers, rows of dim street lamps were flickering on and off, and there were a few lonely old locust trees standing in the greenery, lonely and silent.

Zhou Qianze frowned, and asked her in a light tone: "Jiang Yao, do you live here?" I've given you a few cards before, but where did the money go?"