"What did you say?"

Jiang Yuzhen even thought that he heard it wrong, but his expression was so serious that he was clearly not joking at all.

"My arm is injured and I have difficulty moving. Please stay with me tonight." Finally, he asked again, "Is that okay?"

Like a wolf wearing the appearance of a gentleman.

"No," she shook her head decisively, "I'm going back to rest. Good night."

Leaving these words behind, she forced herself to move forward.

Feng Wenye just stood there, like a tall sculpture, without stopping or saying anything, just watching her leave quietly, with hidden waves in his calm eyes.

Seeing that he was about to reach the door, Jiang Yuzhen suddenly stopped and somehow remembered what the doctor said——

"Sir needs someone to take care of him——"

And Ye Yan——

"Sir doesn't like contact with outsiders——"

Those words kept swirling in her mind, and her thoughts were swallowed up by those words. She looked at the bedroom door that was so close, but she didn't have the courage to open it.

Maybe she misunderstood. Feng Wenye just didn't like to have contact with outside servants, so did he want her to stay as a precaution?

After all, she was responsible for most of his wounds.

So she has to take responsibility.

There seemed to be two thoughts fighting in her mind, one asking her to stay and the other asking her to leave quickly. She was constantly struggling between the two thoughts.

Finally, he sighed resignedly, turned around and walked back the way he came, walking up to Feng Wenye.

"Mr. Feng, you were injured because of me, so I should take care of you. It's getting late, you should rest."

Feng Wenye was not surprised that she left and returned. The gloom in his eyes finally dissipated, "Yeah."

Lying down on this familiar yet unfamiliar bed again, Jiang Yu was really feeling uneasy. She lay on the edge of the bed as much as possible to put a clear distance between herself and Feng Wenye.

Feng Wenye was lying half beside the bed, looking sideways at her, "Am I scary?"

"No."

She shook her head in disbelief.

"come over."

"I usually like to sleep like this."

"If you don't come over here, I'll do it."

"Whoosh——"

There was a slight sound, and her figure turned over on the bed, getting closer to him.

The lights in the bedroom were turned off, leaving only the wall lamp beside the bed, and the warm light reflected his angular profile.

The two of them were silent for a while, and the bedroom was rarely silent.

After a while, he suddenly said in a low voice, "Huo Si is obsessed with you."

Jiang Yu really didn't expect him to mention this, and pursed her lips, "When I was studying in California, I regarded him as my only relative there. It should be good for him... He should regard me as a relative."

She had always felt that Huo Size's feelings for her were mixed with family affection. She was so dull that she was not even suitable to be a qualified girlfriend. It was just that she tolerated him too much in the past, so he automatically ignored her shortcomings.

Feng Wenye thought of the information he had investigated, resisted the urge to smoke a cigarette, and looked at the ceiling with half-squinted eyes, feeling complicated in his heart.

It seems that she still doesn't know Huo Size's purpose of approaching her in the first place.

Jiang Yuzhen was no longer sleepy. After thinking about it for a moment, she asked her doubts, "Mr. Feng, I would like to ask, why don't you marry that young lady from the Han family?"

The news about Feng Wenye's certification is still high on the lists of major media. She took the time to read it in the past few days and learned a lot more about Han Yao.

Compared to Han Yao, she has no chance of winning. I don't know why Feng Wenye falls in love with her.

Although she had previously comforted herself by saying that Feng Wenye liked women who had few things to do, she did not even believe this excuse.

"No feelings."

"But you and I... have no feelings either."

He just glanced at her, and a certain emotion flashed through his eyes, too fast for her to catch.

"You are different from her."

Before she could ask again, he interrupted, "Sleep."

He had said so, and the rest of her words could only be swallowed in her throat, and she turned her back and closed her eyes.

Perhaps she was too tired during the day, so she fell asleep soon after.

In the empty and silent bedroom, Feng Wenye's dark eyes were open, not even the slightest bit tired.

Listening to the steady breathing of the person next to him, he ignored the pain in his right arm and gently held her in his arms, smoothing her long black hair with his palms.

"You are different from anyone else."

When Jiang Yuzhen woke up the next day, Feng Wenye had already gone to the company, and the place next to him was cold.

Recently, another music teacher in the office often took leave because of her pregnancy. Since they were in the same major, she often changed classes with her. As soon as she woke up, she saw the other person apologetically asking her to help with a lesson this morning.

She is usually known for her good temper in the office, and since the other party has special health, she quickly agreed.

After she went back to her room, got dressed and went downstairs, she immediately saw a strange figure wearing black work clothes in the living room on the first floor.

Looking at the back, he is a man in his fifties. The servants who come and go greet him respectfully, so it is not difficult to identify his identity.

Ji Qian heard the noise coming from the stairs, turned around and saw Jiang Yuzhen coming down the stairs. He immediately froze on the spot, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

"It's like, it's so similar."

Jiang Yu really didn't understand what he meant, so she walked up to him and asked, "Are you the new housekeeper?"

Ji Qian came back to his senses and put on a kind smile, "Yes, madam, my name is Ji Qian, you can call me Butler Ji."

He had long heard about the process of this lady marrying her husband, and originally thought she was a scheming woman, but it seemed like he was overthinking it.

When Jiang Yuzhen saw Ji Gan, she felt inexplicably familiar with him. He was much kinder than Kyle, and his smile had the affinity of an elder, like her uncle.

She smiled and said, "This is too unfamiliar. How about calling you Uncle Ji?"

"This -" Ji Qian was flattered, "I've never been called that, but it's a really good title. If Madam calls her that, I naturally have no objection."

"As long as you like it," Jiang Yuzhen smiled even brighter, "By the way, what did you mean by what I said just now? Can you tell me?"

Panic flashed across Ji Gan's face, and he covered it up, "It's okay, I've been watching too many TV series these days, and I made a slip of the tongue."

Jiang Yuzhen naturally noticed his embarrassment, so she approached him and whispered, "It doesn't matter, Uncle Ji, tell me secretly, I won't tell anyone else."

Seeing her like this, Ji Gan couldn't hide it, "Well, let me tell you, you must not mention it to your husband."

"good."

He sighed and returned his thoughts to the past, "Madam, has anyone ever told you that you and your husband's sweetheart look very similar?"

Jiang Yuzhen was completely surprised, "He has a sweetheart?"

How come she had never heard of it, not even any news about Feng Wenye was reported.

"Yes," Ji Qian carefully observed the face in front of him, "I have to say that they are 90% alike. If I hadn't seen that young lady with my own eyes, I would have confused you two."
Chapter completed!