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Sheng Boyuan is not Sheng Jiashu, he is far superior to Sheng Jiashu in terms of strategy, city, methods, and strength.

If he really wants to touch her, Jiang Miao may fall into his trap at some point.

So she was very panicked.

Sheng Xinghan is physically disabled. Although Old Master Sheng valued him, he never thought of including him in the list of heirs, so he has not intervened in any business of the Sheng family so far.

Therefore, Sheng Xinghan couldn't protect her well.

No matter how despicable Sheng Boyuan is, even if the old man finds out about his attempt to touch her, she may be the one who will be dealt with in the end.

Because Sheng Boyuan is the only son of Mr. Sheng, this one reason is enough.

Once Mr. Sheng is not around that day, Sheng Boyuan will completely control the Sheng family. At that time, there is no room for her to struggle.

Jiang Miao gnawed her nails absently, her nails were bald, and she didn't even notice the bleeding.

As long as the old man dies, if she wants to escape from Sheng Boyuan, she must firmly choose Jiuye and let him help him escape from the Sheng family.

Jiuye has now become her only life-saving straw, and she must hold onto him tightly.

but……

What would Sheng Xinghan do if she left?

Sheng Boyuan didn't have any father-son affection for Sheng Xinghan. If it wasn't for the majesty of the old man, Sheng Xinghan might have died long ago.

Jiang Miao covered her face.

Tell yourself over and over again in your heart that you are just an ordinary person, and you have no ability to save anyone, and the most important thing is to protect yourself.

Jiang Miaoan calmed down, took out her mobile phone, and prepared to deepen her "feeling" with the benefactor.

"Jiang Miao: I just fell asleep and dreamed of you."

After 10 minutes, Jiang Miao received a reply.

"Jiu Ye: You don't even know what I am, what do you dream about me?"

Jiang Miao pouted.

"Jiang Miao: I don't know that after waking up, I forgot all the scenes in the dream, I just remember you hugging me and saying...don't be afraid..."

Sheng Xinghan pinched his phone.

Looking at the message sent by Jiang Miao on the screen, there was an imperceptible tenderness in his eyes.

"Ninth Brother... Ninth Brother..."

Lu Yan was reporting work to Sheng Xinghan, but as he was talking, he realized that something was wrong with him, and he yelled several times without returning to his senses.

"Brother Jiu, what are you looking at?"

Sheng Xinghan raised his head, returning to his previous stern look.

The knuckle-boned hand pressed the off button, and the screen went dark.

Lu Yan's handsome baby face was full of gossip.

"Ninth Brother, there is something wrong with you. You are distracted at work. You are very wrong... And you were smiling just now, like a little virgin who fell in love for the first time."

He leaned over and said, "Brother, are you not in love anymore?"

Sheng Xinghan raised his hand to push away the approaching face.

"Sheng Jiashu should be discharged from the hospital soon, you should send someone to keep an eye on it."

"I've already sent someone to watch, Brother Nine, you just..."

Not finished.

"On Xue Qinghe's side, remember to go over and talk to him."

Xue Qinghe has always been Sheng Xinghan's person, and he is also one of the few people who knows his secret.

In the early years abroad, he helped Sheng Xinghan manage foreign business.

Upon hearing this, the gossip on Lu Yan's face instantly disappeared, and he collapsed angrily.

"I'm not going, I'm annoyed when I see that guy."

Lu Yan and Xue Qinghe have been at loggerheads.

He always said that Xue Qinghe's gentleness and elegance were just putting on an air, and he liked to call him a beast in clothes.

Sheng Xinghan: "I know, so you go."

"Why?"

Lu Yan pretended not to go, but when he met Sheng Xinghan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he instantly understood what was going on.

"Okay, okay, I get it, you really love to hold grudges, didn't I just say something to you..."

He muttered and got up, picked up the documents on the table and left.

Walking out the door, he suddenly poked his head at the door frame again: "Brother, you are in love, right? Is that who?"

Sheng Xinghan grabbed the ashtray at hand and threw it directly.

Lu Yan dodged quickly, "Hey, I can't hit it."

When he was talking to Lu Yan just now, Sheng Xinghan's phone vibrated a few more times.

Opened it and found that there were already six or seven unread messages, all of which were sent by Jiang Miao.

It's all trivial things, like what she ate, what show she's following, she wants to drink milk tea, and a new intern told her today that she's a fan of her...

They are all random thoughts, as if they are sharing their daily life with their close boyfriend.

Finally, Jiang Miao made a sentence.

"Jiang Miao: Actually, I have said so much, I just want to say, I want to see you, I seem to miss you a little..."

It was inevitable that the things she said about Ann to curry favor with Master Jiu were too blunt and unrestrained.

It is indeed easy to disbelieve.

So, now Jiang Miao changed her strategy.

Share the daily life, let him know her life, and the introverted and implicit thoughts may make people believe in the authenticity more than the exaggerated straight confession.

After sending the last sentence, Jiang Miao stopped sending messages to Sheng Xinghan.

She bit her finger and stepped on it, whether he will come tonight.

However, I was worried, what if Master Jiu came, and Sheng Xinghan also came?

I have heard Jiang Miao say a lot, I am full of you, I only love you, this kind of passionate confession.

Sheng Xinghan thought he was immune.

But staring at his last message, his heart seemed to be slowly tightened by a hand, and then suddenly broke free, beating violently uncontrollably, distracted.

……

At 1 o'clock in the morning, Sheng Boyuan and a few people with close business contacts arrived at Yunjianyue, which is a private club known to the upper class of Yandu.

The entry threshold is extremely high, and the number of members does not exceed one hundred.

"Brother Bo Yuan heard that a few newcomers have come here recently. It is said that one of them is amazingly beautiful and proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He has not been taken away by anyone so far. Tonight, it must be in your pocket."

Everyone knows that Sheng Boyuan will definitely be the head of the Sheng family in the future.

So, no matter where he went, he was always being held in the palm of his hand.

Sheng Boyuan disdained: "This is all a gimmick for their publicity, beauty, how little do we see?"

The others complimented immediately.

Several people went directly to Sheng Boyuan's exclusive suite.

Soon a row of girls came in, all of them were very beautiful, one of them was indeed very beautiful, but Sheng Boyuan didn't think she was amazingly beautiful.

Among them was a girl who was obviously more mature than the other eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls.

Someone asked: "This is also a newcomer? Isn't this age too young?"

"She was sold in by her husband to pay off her debts. Her husband is a gambler. Although she is not a tender little girl, she is not very big. She is a decent wife with a clean net worth. Isn't there someone who loves this now?"

Then there was a wretched laugh in the room.

Sheng Boyuan glanced at her, she lowered her head and pinched her skirt nervously, her eyes were timid, and her body was trembling slightly.

The plump figure does look attractive, and compared to other girls, it has a mature charm.

Like a lamb strayed into a pack of wolves, she raised her head cautiously, and when she met Sheng Boyuan's eyes, she immediately retracted in fright.