Before dawn, Shen Jiannian was woken up by the alarm that suddenly sounded. She wanted to turn it off when she was dazed, but someone was one step ahead of her, took the charging phone on the bedside table, and turned off the alarm.

The room fell silent, and Shen Jianian blinked, her eyes dry and sore, reminding her of the fact that she had cried.

She followed the demon last night, and vented to Fu Jichen, and she could feel his hand on her waist tightened, with a little comfort.

Thinking about it now, Shen Jianian felt that his brain was broken, so he complained to Fu Jichen.

"Awake?"

Fu Jichen's voice was a little hoarse in the morning, shattering the silence in the room.

Shen Jianian rolled his eyes, unexpectedly looked at him, inexplicably embarrassed, didn't say a word, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and hid in the bathroom.

Fu Jichen leaned lazily on the head of the bed, watching Shen Jianian close the bathroom door, and his figure flickered behind the blurry frosted glass door, with a smile in his eyes.

Is she embarrassed?

To be honest, she suddenly started crying last night, which startled him, and he thought that he had made her cry too much. Listening to her intermittent stories, he realized that it was mostly because of her cousin.

After washing, Shen Jiannian deliberately stayed in the bathroom for a few more minutes, and when he came out, he didn't see Fu Jichen, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Jianian sat in front of the dresser and put on makeup, focusing on covering her red and swollen eyelids, thinking that she would go downstairs later to eat at the same table with Fu Jichen, she had a sense of escape.

Can you avoid him for a while?

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Zhou Rongzhen came over and knocked on the door, and a voice sounded at the door: "Jia Nian, Mr. asked me to urge you, I'm almost late for work." ”

"Right away." Shen Jianian put down his eyebrow pencil and turned his head to say.

"Okay, I'll go down first."

Zhou Rongzhen didn't come in, turned around and left, and the voice drifted away with his footsteps.

Shen Jianian slowly changed his clothes and went to the restaurant, Fu Jichen had already finished his share, and was leisurely flipping through the day's financial newspaper on his legs.

Hearing the friction sound of the chair moving opposite, the newspaper that was blocking her face moved down an inch, Fu Jichen glanced at her, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Shen Jianian didn't look at him, buried her head and stuffed the bun in her mouth, her cheeks bulged out, a little choked, she scooped up the gruel and drank a big mouthful, and the food in her mouth went down.

Fu Jichen shook the newspaper and laughed: "Eat slowly, no one will rob you." ”

Shen Jianian choked, didn't he say he was about to be late?

The doorbell rang, and a servant went over to open the door, and after a few words with the people outside, brought in a large white box that could be seen to contain something.

Shen Jianian glanced over casually, paused, his eyes widened, staring at the piano box held in front of him by the servant, instantly forgetting all the embarrassment and unpleasantness, and asked Fu Jichen for confirmation: "Is it my piano?" ”

Got it so quickly? Shen Jianian couldn't believe it.

Fu Jichen's voice came from behind the newspaper, and he said in a mysterious tone: "I don't know, you take a look." ”

Shen Jianian put down the unfinished buns, got up and wiped his hands, walked two steps quickly, and took the piano case from the servant.

The weight of the piano box is not light, and the maid has a little difficulty holding it, but it seems to have no weight in Shen Jiannian's hands.

Seeing that she easily lifted it with one hand, the maid looked surprised.

As everyone knows, this is what Shen Jiannian carried on her body every day in the past, and it has long become a part of her body, and carrying it is as natural as breathing and eating.

Shen Jianian opened the piano case on the sofa in the living room, and it was her cello, lying in it intact.

Her fingers gently caressed the strings, and some emotions welled up in her heart that no one but herself could understand.

"How did you do that?" Shen Jianian buckled the piano case and returned to the restaurant to ask Fu Jichen.

"Bought for ten times the price." Fu Jichen understated.

Shen Jianian gasped and was silent.

Three million is nothing to her who lived a rich life in the past, but it is a sky-high price at the moment. From yesterday to today, she spent more than 6 million yuan on Fu Jichen.

Shen Jianian was in a bit complicated mood, thought about it, and said in a low voice: "I will return it to you in the future." ”

When she gets back the Lingyue Group, the accounts she owes Fu Jichen will be paid off one by one, and then they will not owe each other.

*

Yin Shuyao sent a lot of messages to Shen Jianian last night, the first few Shen Jianian replied, and the back ones were all sunk into the sea, and she sold the piano in a fit of anger.

She is not stupid, since she wants to sell, of course she will sell to the highest bidder.

Three million, almost the money for that dress, she could have used the money to pick a dress of the same price. There are so many good-looking dresses, why should she bother with Shen Jianian trying to wear them.

After successfully getting the payment, Yin Shuyao barely swallowed the anger she suffered in the store yesterday.

However, it doesn't mean that she will let Shen Jiannian go.

Yin Shuyao had a busy day in the company, and when it was almost time to get off work, she picked up the mobile phone on the desk and turned the chair to face the floor-to-ceiling window.

In the evening, the sky was close to orange, with a few white clouds with clear outlines, surrounded by window frames, like huge oil paintings.

Yin Shuyao rested one hand on the arm of the chair, her fingers tapped one by one, and she was silent for five minutes, she pressed the mobile phone screen and called her mother Hu Yuzhi.

"Baby girl, are you in a better mood today?" Hu Yuzhi's tone was brisk and beaming, "I'm still picking out the dishes for the wedding banquet at the hotel, come over when you're done, let's have dinner together." ”

Hearing about the wedding, Yin Shuyao couldn't help but bend her lips and agreed: "Okay." ”

"By the way, what are you calling me for?"

"Mom, is there anyone around you?" For the sake of prudence, Yin Shuyao has to ask clearly.

Her tone was solemn, and it sounded very unusual, Hu Yuzhi narrowed her expression and waved her hand at the manager who was waiting on the side. The hotel manager had a look, nodded his head and exited the door, closing the door thoughtfully.

Hu Yuzhi was the only one left in the spacious and bright luxury box, and she cleared her throat: "Okay, what do you have to say now." ”

"Mom, you said yesterday that you would find a way to get Shen Jianian out of Yicheng, and I agree." Yin Shuyao said, "But you don't have to worry about this matter, I have my own way." ”

"What can you do?"

Hu Yuzhi was thinking about this matter in her spare time, she was like a fish in her throat, and she didn't think of a feasible way all day long.

"You don't care. I'm telling you a word in case your side interferes with my plans. Yin Shuyao looked at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window that was getting darker and darker, the gorgeous color disappeared and was gradually replaced by gray, and the corners of her lips smiled, "You wait and see, I promise to let her get out of Yicheng." ”

Shen Jianian is a thorn in her flesh, and sooner or later she will have to pull it out.

Yin Shuyao opened the encrypted album on her phone, and a set of photos in it was her killer feature, and a random one was circulated, enough for Shen Jianian to drink a pot.

She had to pick the right moment......

It's better to take advantage of now.

Shen Jianian lost her beloved cello, she didn't know where to hide and cried bitterly, and if she gave her a "fatal blow" at this time, she would definitely not be able to bear it, so she obediently listened to her words and left Yicheng, away from her world.

What if there is someone behind it?

With a photo of this scale, it is impossible for Shen Jianian to tell the second person.