His room was on the 16th floor, a deluxe suite.
The rich second generation threw jiang tea on the bed and went to the bathroom to take a bath.
Jiang Cha vaguely heard the sound of water. She recovered some sanity, remembered the previous things and struggled to get out.
Jiang Cha pinched her thigh to wake herself up.
Five minutes later, Jiang Cha left the suite.
Jiang Cha can only judge that this was a hotel, but she doesn’t know where it was.
She stumbled all the way into the stairs and followed the stairs to climbed to the top suite with her last willpower.
Jiang Cha’s eyes turned red when she fell out of the side of the staircase door.
This was the most powerless time for her.
Tears gradually blurred her eyes and her body became hotter and hotter. She didn’t know how she could save herself.
“What’s the matter with you? Can I help you?”
A male voice sounded in her ear. Jiang Cha looked up. She saw a hand in front of her. Looking up along his arm, she saw that he was a very good-looking and pleasing to the eye. Jiang Cha asked for the first time.
She took his hand and said in a hoarse voice, “Please, help me.”
The man squatted down and took her hand, and then she fell into a warm embrace.
“Hello!” Zhang Yirui shook her hand in front of Jiang Cha’s eyes. Seeing her attention coming back to her, she joked, “what are you thinkinh? You didn’t respond for a long time.”
Jiang Cha shook her head and said softly, “It’s all right.”
Zhang Yirui knew she must have something to do, but Jiang Cha was not talkative. What she doesn’t want to say is that she can’t dig anyway.
Zhang Yirui shrugged. “If you don’t want to say it, forget it. Did you think about the question I just asked you?”
Jiang Cha was stunned. What’s the problem.
Oh, the question about she like Shen Rang…
Jiang Cha thought carefully. She should be feeling grateful to Shen Rang.
But she don’t know when, she seems to have forgotten her gratitude to Shen Rang. She closed herself and devoted herself to work, so because of that she died of cancer at a young age in her previous life.
Jiang Cha smiled at Zhang Yirui, “You play with Xiaozhi for a while, and I’ll help Shen Rang cook.”
Jiang Cha waved her hand and went straight to the kitchen.
Zhang Yirui looked at the couple cooking in the kitchen for a few minutes and called Shen Zhi over.
Shen Zhi sat beside her, “Aunt Ruirui?”
Zhang Yirui looked serious. “When aunt Ruirui asks you a question, you must answer honestly it, you know?”
“Does your mother like your father?”
Shen Zhi looked blankly, “ah?”
This problem was so difficult that it was beyond the knowledge of a four-years-old.