Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 81
Being completely ignored again, Zhao Zijing turned his cynical look away, took off his sunglasses and continued to approach confidently: "I don't know how good President Jane is at the game, can you give me some credit for hitting a few shots?"

"She's not free!" An angry male voice descended from the sky, followed Jiang Muchen's straight long legs, and appeared behind Jian Yunshang: "I heard that the Zhao family has been in a lot of trouble recently, but San Shao is still interested in playing. "

Zhao Zijing glanced at Jiang Muchen's gloomy face, raised his chin haughtily, and mocked his thin lips angrily: "Mu Tian has a lot to do, why is Young Master Jiang interested? Could it be to accompany your new wife."

Jiang Muchen was condescending, his deep and quiet black eyes moved to the top of Jian Yunshang's head, and he smiled softly, half-truly, "What do you think?"

Zhao Zijing was sitting, and wherever Jiang Muchen stood tall and tall, he would overwhelm him in imposing manner.

The two men confronted each other silently, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Although Jian Yunshang stayed out of the matter, her ears easily caught the sensitive word in the words - Zhao family.

Jiang Muchen called him the third young master. Could it be that the monstrous-looking man in front of him is Zhao Zijing, who is known far and wide as a thief!

Raising her head naturally, she calmly shifted her gaze to the man again.

This time, there was a trace of inquiry in the eyes as bright as the stars.

Without the cover of the sunglasses, the evil spirit in those peach blossom eyes can be seen at a glance.

The feeling of deja vu slipped through my mind.Jian Yunshang was slightly startled, and instantly recalled Mr. Chen, the Chinese psychiatrist, and looked away at Zhao Zijing's hand.

Mr. Chen's hands are clean and fair, with a simple wedding ring on his ring finger, and his nails are neatly manicured.

But Zhao Zijing's hands were different, the wheat-colored skin made those big hands with well-defined joints look full of strength.There are no ornaments on the ring fingers of both hands, and no marks left by wearing ornaments have been found.

These alone are far from dispelling the doubts in my heart.

A few days ago, my younger brother said that Mr. Chen actually appeared in the staff cafeteria of Jane's, and Jiang Muchen also reminded himself that this person's identity was strange.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and Zhao Zijing's skin, voice, and even every move can be disguised, but the evil spirit revealed in those eyes cannot be concealed overnight.

When Mr. Chen went to another hospital for the first time to give psychological counseling to her younger brother, she clearly remembered the look in his eyes, which was exactly the same as the one in front of her.

Zhao Zijing... the second son of the Zhao family's second aunt, who had been investigated for theft by the Kyoto police, and acted surly and defiant.How could an out-and-out dude of the third generation have anything to do with Xue Liheng!

The friendship between men has always been established relatively quickly. If you don't delve into it, it can barely explain the relationship between them.

But he did not hesitate to pretend to be an internationally renowned psychiatrist to try to get close to him. This was definitely not a temporary intention.

Jian Yunshang searched the memory in her mind, gathered all the information as much as possible, and tried to piece together the truth.

"Sister, the coach said that he has something to do at home, look..." Jian Yunrong happily rushed into the rest area with a club in his hand.

Seeing a strange man in front of my sister at first glance, my body instinctively raised my guard and looked vigilantly.

Jiang Muchen didn't wait for Jian Yunshang to speak, and suddenly restrained the cruelty in his eyes, raised his hand and patted Jian Yunrong's shoulder: "Go to the practice area and wait, your sister and I will come right away."

"Then hurry up." Jian Yunrong looked at Zhao Zijing again uneasy, and obediently withdrew.

Jiang Muchen's handsome face with profound features turned gloomy in an instant, with a hint of contempt in the corner of his eyes, he didn't even look at Zhao Zijing, he took Jian Yunshang's hand, and helped her up like a gentleman: "Let's go, don't let Yun Rong Wait in a hurry."

Jian Yunshang was rare to be docile, stood up and nodded apologetically to Zhao Zijing, and followed Jiang Muchen out of the rest area calmly.

In the practice area covered by green grass under the warm sun, Jian Yunrong was seen talking with two caddies from a distance, with a relaxed expression.

Jian Yunshang withdrew her hand without a trace, and said in a flat tone: "Young Master Jiang and the third young master of the Zhao family are very familiar?"

She used interrogative sentences, her expression was light and natural.

"I'm not familiar with you, but the youngest of the Zhao family is very high-profile. There are not many people who are famous in the capital who don't know him." Jiang Muchen just said things: "I remember, you also asked me about the Zhao family last time."

"Actually, there's nothing to inquire about. Just ask on a whim." Jian Yunshang smiled, raised her arms and waved to Jian Yunrong: "If Young Master Jiang is in a hurry, why not teach Yunrong how to play ball."

Jiang Muchen ignored her sarcasm, but smiled with great interest: "It's not impossible to teach him. However, I am a businessman, and I never do business at a loss."

Jian Yunshang seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on her face, but her eyes were a little less warm: "If Jiang Shao wants to tell me to move back to another courtyard, it's better not to say anything."

"Hahahaha..." Strings of joyful laughter overflowed from Jiang Muchen's sexy thin lips.

Jian Yunshang also smiled, stretching her facial expression lightly and comfortably, it was hard to see if it was sincere.She passed Jiang Muchen, quickened her pace, and walked in the direction of Jian Yunrong.

Jiang Muchen didn't care about it, and followed her footsteps with a smile. His tall body immediately cast a large shadow over her head.

The same V-neck white T-shirt, worn on Jiang Muchen's body, showed a completely different temperament from that of Zhao Zijing.

Zhao Zijing gives people the impression that he is feminine and handsome but lacks masculinity.Jiang Muchen has both, the more he looks the more pleasing to the eye.

After a while, the two arrived at Jian Yunrong's side. Jiang Muchen took a cue and demonstrated to him in a relaxed and casual manner.Jian Yunshang sat in the car with her arms crossed, and comfortably took out her mobile phone to surf the Internet.

After practicing for about half an hour, Jian Yunrong's young face was exposed to a thin layer of sweat from the sun, dripping down his temples.Jiang Muchen beside him was also sweating profusely, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of hormones.

Jian Yunshang was planning to take Jian Yunrong to have her hair cut after lunch, when she heard him shout loudly: "Sister, come and play some shots."

He raised his face, looked at the blue sky with his beautiful and clear eyes, put away the phone and went down.

Taking the cue from Jiang Muchen, Jian Yunshang bent down to inhale, aimed at the hole and swung lightly.

The movements are graceful and smooth, and the beauty of playing golf naturally gives people the enjoyment of beauty, but the pole is empty.

Jiang Muchen suppressed a smile, went over a few steps and stretched out his hand to help her waist, his deep and mellow voice contained a hint of a smile, and said softly: "The posture is wrong, first spread your feet shoulder-width apart, and then put your right foot square Hold on, an imaginary line parallel to the ballistic trajectory is 90°. Turn your left foot out by 1/4, try again.”

(End of this chapter)