Zhan Shao's Sweet Little Wife

Jiang Nianci clenched the agreement in his hand with an ugly expression, and took a deep breath: "What if you can't save them?"

Zhan Anli's face gradually turned cold, and the gaze he looked at her became particularly deep and gloomy.

Jiang Nianci felt as if she was standing naked in front of him, without any privacy at all.Even his calculations seemed to have been seen through by him.

The two faced each other without saying a word for a few seconds. Jiang Nianci also knew that he had no way out now, so he simply signed his name on the agreement and solemnly placed the document in front of him.

Zhan Anli glanced at the end of his eyes and sprinkled a few large characters, and put away the document: "There is a party tonight, and I need you to accompany me there."

"I have something to do tonight, you go by yourself."

Jiang Nianci didn't even want to refuse directly.

But Zhan Anli snorted coldly, turned his head slightly, raised his hand and loosened his tie a little: "A down-and-out daughter who is about to lose her family, what is there to be busy with? And this matter is directly related to your father. Can they come out. If you don't want to go, forget it."

"I'll go!" Jiang Nianci hurriedly replied without waiting for him to finish speaking.

Only then did Zhan Anli bend the corners of his lips in satisfaction, lowered his head and continued to work, leaving her aside.

Jiang Nianci gave him a complicated look, and walked away with his things.

Only then did Zhan Anli push the keyboard aside, squinted slightly at the agreement, and an inscrutable smile appeared on his face, which disappeared in a flash.

"Zhan Anli, big-tailed wolf."

"What kind of bullshit agreement, after this matter is over, I will divorce him!"

"You want to imprison me in this way? There is no door!"

Jiang Nianci said bad things about Zhan Anli with a dark face, while shaking out the clothes in the closet, glanced at them and threw them aside.

She didn't find a dress that fit her until the closet was empty.

Jiang Nianci let out a long sigh, and fell on the bed, staring at the pile of clothes: "It's over, there are no more clothes to wear."

She casually grabbed a few pieces of clothes that hadn't removed the tags, looked left and right, threw them on the ground with a dejected expression, and kicked them twice.

A phone vibrate temporarily diverted her attention.

Seeing that it was Zhan Anli calling, she immediately frowned: "What's the matter?"

"I'm downstairs at your house. If you don't come down after 10 minutes, I'll go up to find you."

"Downstairs? Hello? Hello—hang up on me?"

Jiang Nianci threw the phone aside, hurried to the window, pushed the window open, and poked his head out.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked lazily downstairs, and it stood out from the crowd of cars.

Zhan Anli was leaning against the car door in a suit and leather shoes, looking down at a watch worth a villa.

Jiang Nianci gritted his teeth, closed the window with a bang, and plunged into the bathroom to get dressed.

In the end, the time was running out, so she grabbed a skirt and put it on her body, and walked down the stairs briskly on [-]cm stiletto heels.

As soon as he walked out of the corridor, he felt a gaze shot towards him.

She took a deep breath, raised her eyes and glanced at Zhan Anli: "Zhan Zong came early enough."

"With a woman by my side, of course I have to come earlier." He slightly hooked the corners of his lips, turned his gaze around her and then retracted it, opened the car door and got in.

Jiang Nianci also unceremoniously sat in the co-pilot's seat: "For a person as noble as Zhan Zong, does he still need to drive himself when he goes out? Doesn't he even have a driver?"

Zhan Anli glanced in front of the mirror, and Yang Di showed an evil and bewitching light.

"With outsiders around, some things are inconvenient to do."

When he said these words, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he hadn't mentioned it.

But it was the casual tone that directly opened the wound in Jiang Nianci's heart, constantly reminding her of the absurd things she had done.

Jiang Nianci's complexion turned dark as expected, and he closed his mouth in an instant.

When socializing, Zhan Anli repeatedly pushed her in front of others, doing things like serving tea and drinking water to accompany her smiling face.

When necessary, I have to come forward to help him block the alcohol.

When Jiang Nianci drank the last glass of wine, his face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, and he fell directly on the chair, burying his head deeply in his arms.

My stomach was churning, and even my head was so dizzy that I couldn't lift it up.

"Miss Jiang, after drinking their wine, you have to drink mine. It's really an honor for me to have dinner with Miss Jiang today."

Jiang Nianci almost vomited after listening to these hypocritical and deceitful words.

She blinked hard, and when she was about to raise her head, a voice from the side had reached her ear first.

"She's already drunk, I'll have this drink." Zhan Anli raised his hand, about to take the glass from the other party.

The other party hid for a while, fixed his eyes on Jiang Nianci who was lying on the table, and smiled: "I want Miss Jiang to drink with me."

"Miss Jiang?" A cold light appeared in Zhan Anli's eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up coldly, "Could it be that in your eyes, Mr. Wang, I can't even compare to her? I think Mr. Wang drank too much today, so I don't know Who is she now!"

The suddenly cold tone instantly made the boiling room dead silent, and everyone's eyes fell on the faintly angry Zhan Anli.

Mr. Wang, who was holding the wine glass, gradually came to his senses, and his face became extremely stiff.

Just when he was about to make amends, Jiang Nianci, who was lying on the table, moved a little.

She struggled for a long time, pulled Zhan Anli's sleeve, and whispered: "No, no... I can't drink anymore, I can't drink anymore..."

Zhan Anli's face darkened, he pulled out the chair and picked her up, then turned and left.

Mr. Wang, who was completely awake, hurriedly chased after him.

But Zhan Anli stopped in his tracks, and glanced at him coldly: "Go get a substitute driver!"

After saying these few words, he walked out with a chill in his body.

Jiang Nianci, who was nestled in his arms, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stretched out his hand to grab his tie: "You did it on purpose, right? You thought I was not pleasing to the eye, and deliberately punished me. Zhan Anli, at this time, why are you pretending to be big?" Tail wolf!"

"You are an out-and-out, sanctimonious beast in clothes and a hypocrite!"

She pulled his tie hard, raised her head, and stared at him hard: "Say something! Are you afraid to admit it? Are you afraid?"

Jiang Nianci sneered a few times: "It's really strange that you have a day of fear."

Zhan Anli strode out of the hotel with a cold expression, ignoring her words.

When the cold wind blew, the smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of perfume on her body penetrated into his nostrils together, sweet and charming.

The look in his eyes became deeper and richer, and his Adam's apple slid up and down a few times.