"Hey! Feed! Feed! Jiang Yao, what are you talking about, I can't hear clearly, I'm in a bar", the long-legged beauty snatched Xu Mozhi's mobile phone angrily and hung up.

Jiang Yao smiled helplessly, she could only find another way to sneak away, she felt the soles of her feet getting heavier and heavier, pulling her down like lead.

Zhou Qianze didn't stay too long at Zhao Yunchuan's grand and luxurious wedding banquet, after the newlyweds' greeting process was over, he drove to Jiang Yao's hotel, asked the front desk staff, and only then did he know that she hadn't come back yet, and raised his eyes to look at the time, it was already late at night.

He felt that something was wrong, and anxiously asked Fang Yuan to check the address of Jiang Yao's dinner, and immediately drove over.

Jiang Yao came out of the bathroom and was pulled back to the dining table by Gu Wei.

Gu Wei smiled flatteringly, the old man named Mr. Wang was taking the opportunity to take advantage of Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao's body was a little soft because of the strength of the wine, and her stomach was burning as uncomfortable, she didn't have much strength to move away from those greasy and rough hands, so she could only keep hiding.

Zhou Qianze rushed over and opened the door of the box and walked in, and at a glance, he saw Jiang Yao and the old man as if they were half-pushing, hooking their shoulders and backs, and instantly became angry, their faces were very gloomy, like the calm before the storm, holding back the anger of the male.

Annoyed Jiang Yao's indomitable and brave free and easy energy in the past, doesn't she know how to resist? Does time and experience really wear down a person's heart?

Now that Jiang Yao has become so bent and sneering, he is a little stunned.

Zhou Qianze walked behind Jiang Yao, shook off the dirty hand hard, covered her shoulders with warm palms and supported her, staring at the old man viciously, the bosses at the table looked at each other, curious about Zhou Qianze's identity.

"Miss Jiang is my girlfriend, everyone, I'll take her away first if she's unwell" Zhou Qianze held back his anger and maintained his politeness and wanted to take her away.

Jiang Yao was in pain, covering her abdomen, her little face was pale, and beads of sweat were dripping from her sideburns, she didn't have the strength to push Zhou Qianze away.

He suddenly appeared again and took her away, Jiang Yao thought that he could stop his heart like water, but he didn't expect that the bay in his heart was still faintly touched, like a goose leaving traces and stirring up a splash.

The old man, Mr. Wang, deliberately made things difficult, blocked in front of him, and said menacingly: "You say yes, we haven't drunk enough with Miss Jiang, so we can't go."

Zhou Qianze frowned deeply, his dark eyes shone like knives, and the old man Wang was always a little frightened by his momentum.

Zhou Qianze's voice was cold, and he looked at him with a warning: "Have you heard of the Tengye Group of the Zhou family in the imperial capital?" Zhou Guoteng knows, I'm his son, if you don't want anything to happen to the company, be more interesting."

As if he was suddenly frightened, the old man's pupils widened instantly, sweating, and he moved out of the way, stammering in his mouth: "Teng...... Tengye ...... Group"

Zhou Qianze hugged Jiang Yao's slender waist and left in a hurry.

Zhou Qianze angrily threw Jiang Yao into the car seat, covered her with a camel-colored blanket, sat in the driver's seat and pressed the navigation to drive to the hotel where she was staying.

On the road, Zhou Qianze put his fingers on the steering wheel and drove the car, his bones were slender and distinct, his tone was slightly angry, and he asked Jiang Yao with mockery: "Didn't you drop wine bottles before?" What's the matter now, I haven't seen you for a few years and learned to flatter."

Jiang Yao was lying in the back seat, silently looking at the lights of thousands of homes outside the car window, and said lightly: "I am no longer the Jiang Yao I used to be, after all, work is my food and clothing, and I will endure it."

Jiang Yao didn't say a word to him in his heart: Zhou Qianze, you can't expect a person to be as if he first saw him after experiencing heartbreaking, collapse and despair, this is not fair.

Zhou Qianze suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the car sped up and drove towards his residence in Yi Mansion in Jing'an District.

Jiang Yao couldn't figure out his temper: "Zhou Qianze, where are you going to send me?" I want to go back to the hotel."

"Lie down, don't move"

The car arrived quickly, and through the rusty iron fence and a small garden, I stopped at the door, in front of which there was a fountain carved with a stone statue of an angel, the French-style Yi Mansion, one of the properties that Zhou Qianze's grandfather had left him in Shanghai.

His mother Yi Ziya was the heir of the famous Yi family in Shanghai at that time, and later married Zhou Guoteng, who had a strong background in the imperial capital.

He picked her up and walked to the master bedroom at home, put her down on the soft sofa, Zhou Qianze took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned it.

Zhou Qianze looked at Jiang Yao curled up on the sofa and was uncomfortable, distressed and annoyed, turned around and poured a glass of warm water, rummaged through a few stomach pills, looked straight at her, and half-squatted down on the side of the sofa.

"Open your mouth, take your medicine"

Jiang Yao was weak and weak, and shouted in a low voice: "It hurts, it hurts."

Zhou Qianze gently hugged her to the bed, picked up the medicine and put it in her mouth, handed the water cup to her and fed it.