"Auntie asked you to answer." After she returned the phone to him, she turned her cheek and didn't look at him.

"Are you unhappy?" Jiang's mother asked straight to the point.

"Yes." Jiang Cenran responded.

"I don't care what you did, just coax her. She promised me to come to my house later and take the opportunity by myself."

The dinner for four people is destined to be dull, and it is inevitable that they will disperse quickly.

The last meal was bought by Jiang Cenran, and the remarks for Wei Yiming were: Are you sure we are clear?

He likes to spend money, and Wei Yiming has no reason to stop him, but just said to Wen Si: "Senior Brother, I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Yu Jiaxun couldn't help but say a good guy, but she dared to stroke the tiger's beard.

Jiang Cenran didn't drive, but came by Yu Jiaxun's car.

When I went back, I naturally followed Wei Yiming.

The afternoon sun was particularly hot and dazzling. Wei Yiming still felt like she was almost scorched while holding a parasol.

This made her mood index plummet.

When she arrived at the car, she found the person following behind her.

"You want to take my car?"

Jiang Cenran's lips opened lightly, and he was about to speak, but Wei Yiming curled his lips at him: "But I don't want to carry you."

"I didn't drive."

"So what?" Wei Yiming pressed the car key, "Can Mr. Tang Tang Jiang still find someone to take you home?"

"Yiming."

When Wei Yiming heard Jiang Cenran call her name, he didn't bother to give her that perfunctory smile, so he got into the car and left.

Seeing Jiang Cenran ate the exhaust gas, Yu Jiaxun spoke carefully: "Brother Ran, I'll give it to you?"

"Who is Wen Si?"

In North City, he had never heard of this person.

"The family is from Yucheng. The family is well-known as Wen Si, the third generation of Hong. Several of his cousins ​​have gone through the career path. He is arbitrary and opened a game production company. But his mind is active. Although the "Feng Wu" is still in the internal testing stage, it has a great response. I wanted to talk to him about cooperation before, and I was turned away several times."

"How come they have intersection?"

"He seems to have also studied in Country J, so he probably met him at that time."

Wen Si's speech and behavior looked elegant and polite, but the arrogance and ostentatiousness that emerged from his bones was not completely erased.

Even in front of Jiang Cenran, his momentum was not at all inferior.

Jiang Cenran rubbed his eyebrows, a little annoyed.

*

Less than two minutes after Wei Yiming arrived at the Jiang family's old house, Jiang Cenran came in.

Jiang's mother naturally thought they came together.

Wei Yiming was happy to see her, but she did not defend herself.

"Do you see your mother's gift and letter now or..."

"Now." Wei Yiming couldn't wait to interrupt.

Although Wei's mother died early, she still prepared her birthday gift every year and entrusted it to Jiang's mother.

Gifts are not valuable items, they are basically her own works.

Wei Yiming received the letter and gift, and Jiang's mother left the room and left enough space for her.

This year's gift is a painting painted by Wei Mother-

She and Wei Yiming herself.

Wei Yiming inherited her mother's beautiful facial features, so the face that Wei's mother portrayed her was seventy or eighty-eight-eight-similar to her.

[Mom didn't have the chance to see what the 23-year-old Tuoluo looks like, but it must be much more beautiful than the ones she painted, right?]

Looking at the beautiful words on the letter paper, Wei Yiming's eyes quickly became misty.

She could imagine how Wei's mother outlined her future facial features and wrote down her expectations for her word by word in her few days.

It must be very uncomfortable.

Wei Yiming looked at the two pages of letters repeatedly for an hour.

She walked out of the room after adjusting her mood.

Wei Yiming opened the door and saw Jiang Cenran.

Probably because he was at home, he changed into a meticulous formal outfit and looked much more casual.

She just glanced at him indifferently, and then walked around him and wanted to go downstairs.

Jiang Cenran stepped a little with his long legs and blocked her way.

Wei Yiming raised his eyelids slightly, and the redness at the end of his eyes hit Jiang Cenran's sight. He asked in a low voice: "Cry?"

Wei Yiming pursed her lips and stared at Jiang Cenran stubbornly.

Like that fever, I tried my best to hide my fragility.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Cenran's chest was blocked by cotton wool, and he couldn't get angry.

He stretched out his slender fingers and gently grabbed her wrist bones, his voice softly: "I know you're angry about my handling, but I have a reason."

Wei Yiming stared at Jiang Cenran with black eyes and opened his lips lightly: "I respect you, did I force you to make a statement? No. So please respect my right to be unhappy, brother Cenran."

Jiang Cenran, who has always been unfavorable, was completely in trouble when facing Wei Yiming.

She respected him and did not force him, but this method that was like cold violence was obviously more lethal.

"Nuo Nuo." Jiang Yuyang ran over and grabbed Wei Yiming's hand, but when facing Jiang Cenran, his smile disappeared and he shouted unwillingly: "Brother."

"Let's go." Wei Yiming's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he didn't look at Jiang Cenran again.

Looking at the slim figure leaving, Jiang Cenran pressed his eyebrows and regretted agreeing to Qiao Jingye's unreasonable request.

When he returned to his room, Jiang Yuyang gently pinched Wei Yiming's chin and praised: "I'm afraid that only by growing like this can I control my elder brother so easily."

Wei Yiming blinked her curly eyelashes twice, and the water vapor stained on it could still be seen vaguely, and her tone was mild: "I don't think so."

When she thought of Gu Wanyin's incident, she was very disappointed.

"Or why don't you try to be cute?"

Wei Yiming glanced at her: "Do you really think I'm boneless?"

"The little princess is very tough, so she should show off her face to Jiang Cenran, a scumbag."

Wei Yiming was finally amused by Jiang Yuyang's deliberate flattery, "You have the ability to curse in front of him."

"Then I'm not capable, I only dare to hide and curse. The big responsibility I'm pointing at his nose and scolding will be handed over to you."

Wei Yiming: "You really respect me."

*

In front of Jiang's mother and Jiang's father, Wei Yiming did not reveal any quarrel with Jiang Cenran.

So a meal is happy and warm.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Wei Yiming and Jiang Cenran left the old house of the Jiang family.

Under Jiang's mother's gaze, Wei Yiming had to get into Jiang Cenran's car.

When the car drove out of the old Jiang family house, Jiang Cenran took out a small box with exquisite packaging, and the magnetic voice was mixed with a hint of flattery: "Birthday gift."

Wei Yiming looked up at him first, then lowered his eyes to the box, but didn't answer, "Thank you, but I'm on my birthday, no need."

His attitude is alienated and cold, which is completely different from his cunning image in recent days.

"That's just a normal gift."

Wei Yiming looked at Jiang Cenran with black eyes, and his voice was still soft: "Brother Cenran, the reason why people are easy to coax is not because they are superb, but because the people who are coaxed are willing to give in, but if they don't want to give in, then even if they try harder, they will not be able to coax them well."

"Give the gift to someone else."

After saying this, Wei Yiming closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

The weather in midsummer changes as soon as possible.

In less than three minutes, heavy rain began to rain in the sky.

Wei Yiming especially doesn’t like rainy days, and the memories left to her on the rainy days are all bad and uncomfortable.

She tossed and turned several times, but finally opened her eyes.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Jiang Cenran's slightly cool palm pressed on Wei Yiming's forehead. The next second his expression changed slightly, "Why is it a little hot?"
To be continued...