Chapter 39

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Shen Jiamu was startled by the sharp voice. She squeezed her bath towel and walked slowly towards yetingchen.

But when he reached a place far away from yetingchen, Shen Jiamu stopped.

She bit her lower lip.

"What's up?"

"Help me to bed." yetingchen's voice was cold and authentic, and his eyes didn't have any waves.

Shen Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he just asked her to help him to bed. That's OK. However, she is now wearing a bath towel, which will fall off if she is not careful, so Shen Jiamu can only beg: "can I change my clothes first and then help you? I just... Forgot to bring my clothes in."

Night Tingchen was silent, just staring at her.

Shen Jiamu pinched a corner of the bath towel, bit his lower lip and said, "just a moment, just a moment."

He still didn't speak. Shen Jiamu felt that he couldn't help him with a bath towel, so he didn't speak. She moved slowly. Seeing that yetingchen had no other actions, she suddenly turned around and ran to the bedside, took the laundry she had prepared in advance, and then rushed into the bathroom.

After a while, she rushed out again. The skirt hung askew on her. When she came out, a snow-white shoulder was exposed. Shen Jiamu pulled and walked towards her. When she was in front of yetingchen, her clothes had been put on.

The whole process took less than a minute.

The speed is still very fast.

It's just that the hair is messy.

Night Tingchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the woman in front of her. She was barefoot and wearing a light blue sleeping dress. The quality of the skirt was general, and it was about some years, so the ball was still a little white, which was completely out of line with her white and crystal skin.

I always feel that this skirt lowers her temperament.

Night Tingchen frowned and stared at her unhappily.

Shen Jiamu noticed his eyes and looked down at his skirt. He probably guessed what yetingchen was looking at. She was embarrassed at the bottom of her heart. Her face was hot. She bit her lower lip for a long time before she spoke hard.

"I'm fine. Let me help you to have a rest."

With that, Shen Jiamu came forward and pushed yetingchen to the bedside.

After the night Tingchen got into bed, his eyes fell on her and his thin lips moved: "the bedside table drawer is open."

"Ah?" Shen Jiamu couldn't respond at first, but soon nodded, bent down and opened the drawer of the bedside table. He asked, "what are you looking for?"

Because she was used to calling in the company, she always called yetingchen yeshao.

The drawer is very tidy. There are some books, cards and watches.

"The second book opens on page 205 and a card comes out."

"Oh."

Shen Jiamu didn't have any questions. He said he would do it. He took out the second book and turned to page 205. When he turned it, Shen Jiamu was surprised that he could remember so clearly.

It can be seen that yetingchen should be a very OCD person.

"Found it." Shen Jiamu took out the card and handed it to yetingchen.

Night Tingchen didn't answer, and Zhan Black's eyes stared at her motionless.

"Less night?"

"Here you are."

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu was surprised and looked at the card in his hand.

That's a bank card.

"Give it to me?"

She thought he was looking for a card, but she didn't expect it to be a bank card.

But bank card, what do you do for her?

"Little night?" Shen Jiamu didn't know why, so he squeezed the bank card in his hand and looked at him with inquiring eyes.

The smile on the corner of yetingchen's lips took a touch of sarcasm: "as the second young grandmother of Yejia, you'd better dress me decently and have money inside. Do you understand what I mean?"

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Jiamu's face turned pale, and she bit her lower lip.

"Are you disgusting that I'm not well dressed?"

"What? Do you think you're well dressed?" yetingchen looked at the washed white nightgown on her, and his tone was very bad.

Shen Jiamu was so embarrassed that her lower lip was almost bitten and bleeding. She squeezed the bank card in her hand for a few minutes, "no, I'm already working in the company. As long as I pay my salary on time every month, I have money to buy clothes. I can't use yours at all."

With that, Shen Jiamu put the bank card back on the bedside table.

"Take it." night Tingchen stared at her and didn't move: "after all, you don't have money now, do you?"

Shen Jiamu finally burst out: "yes! I have no money now, but so what? The clothes I wear are not stolen or robbed. What's the matter with the old one? Do you have to constantly ridicule me because of this?"

"Oh, that's enough."

"Ye Tingchen, don't go too far!"

Shen Jiamu clenched her fist and her eyes almost wanted to spit fire.

As soon as she was angry, the spring, which was as silent as death, moved and looked good.

Night Tingchen put his hands behind his back and looked at her comfortably.

"What if it's too much? Isn't what I'm telling the truth? Although you're not a genuine young grandmother, you're my night Tingchen's assistant. Dressed like this, you lose my night's face."

"I'm ashamed. You go to the old man and refuse me to be your assistant."

Shen Jiamu's lips turned white and still stubbornly looked at yetingchen.

"Hiss." yetingchen sneered disdainfully, "I didn't even refuse marriage. Do you think I would refuse this?"

Listen, Shen Jiamu stops.

Yes, he even accepted the woman that the old man stuffed her, let alone let her be his assistant. Or, what does he know?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu stared at him and asked, "will you promise no matter what the old man asks you to do?"

"What? Trying to trap me for the old man?"

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu's face changed and shook his head: "No."

"Take the card and leave." yetingchen's face cooled down and obviously didn't want to talk to her.

The topic returned to the original point. Shen Jiamu said angrily, "I won't want your money."

With that, Shen Jiamu turned directly and walked towards his bed.

Night Tingchen looked at her determined back and suddenly pulled his lips, "I'm afraid there's too little money in it, so I don't want it. Then I'll tell you clearly that there's ten million in it, enough for you to spend."

Shen Jiamu's step suddenly.

Night Tingchen narrowed his eyes slightly and heard that 10 million people were moved?

Shen Jiamu looked back, gnashing his teeth and said, "it's only ten million. How can I spend it? I don't pay attention to your little money!"

Night Tingchen picked his eyebrow: "Oh, really?"

"So don't prevaricate me with this card in the future. I don't need it!" Shen Jiamu said. He really ignored him this time and soon returned to his little bed.

Damn it, this man.

She angrily grabbed her clothes, but there was a rough touch in her palm. Shen Jiamu lowered her head and saw that the embarrassment at the bottom of her heart gradually deepened.

The night family is a big family. Here is the upper class society. In their eyes, the people at the bottom are a joke.