At 8 o'clock the next day.

On the slightly messy bed, a piece of white and delicate arms stretched out.

Wei Yiming rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up slowly.

My thoughts paused for a moment and remembered what happened last night.

She rubbed her temples, and her body was not feeling any other discomfort except for a little tiredness.

It probably has cooled down the fever.

She took the cell phone on the bedside table, and when she saw the information on it, her pupils slightly tightened.

Wei Yiming thought for a moment before getting out of bed, stepped barefoot on the soft carpet, and walked gently towards the cloakroom.

The dazzling crown on the jewelry platform became more and more noble under the light of the spotlight.

She stretched out her green onion fingers, took out the box from the glass cabinet, and put it in.

Half an hour later, Wei Yiming came out of the room.

Seeing Jiang Cenran come out of the kitchen, she was slightly stunned.

Jiang Cenran brought breakfast to the dining table, picked up his ear thermos and walked towards her.

Wei Yiming let him measure his body temperature. After a "ding" sound, a low magnetic voice rang in his ears: "It's not burning."

"I said yesterday it's nothing important."

After a few seconds, Jiang Cenran asked in a slight voice: "Do you often have fever due to emotional fluctuations?"

Wei Yiming's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his answer was a little loose: "Sometimes."

After all, she had a fever and her face was still a little pale.

Jiang Cenran looked at it, with a little waft in his eyes. He said softly: "Go and have breakfast first."

Wei Yiming sat down with the chair that Jiang Cenran pulled away, "Thank you."

"You want to be so polite to me?"

Wei Yiming raised his eyelids lightly and smiled at him: "I was ignorant before."

Jiang Cenran's jawline was tight and his fingers were slightly white.

After Wei Yiming smiled at him, he started to have a meal as if nothing had happened.

"I asked Yangyang yesterday what happened between you and Gu Wanyin."

Hearing Jiang Cenran's words, Wei Yiming's movements paused slightly, lifting his eyelids and looking at him.

Jiang Cenran: "But she didn't say it."

"Oh." Wei Yiming responded lazily, and began to scoop up the fish fillet porridge in front of him again.

This porridge is not only fresh, fragrant and delicious, but also has no fish bones at all. You can see the meticulousness of handling the fish fillets.

Although she is allergic to crust seafood such as shrimp and crabs, she is fine to eat fish.

"Made this by Brother Cen Ran?" Wei Yiming asked.

"Is it suitable for your appetite?"

“Yeah. It’s delicious.”

"If you want to eat in the future, tell me."

The warm and soft porridge slid into the stomach, and Wei Yiming felt much more comfortable.

It seems as if all the missing energy has been replenished.

"By the way, I have installed that crown. I originally wanted to give it back to you. Since you are here, let's take it away together when you leave."

Wei Yiming's attitude of drawing a line from him step by step made Jiang Cenran's expression slightly cold.

He lowered the tableware gently and said in his throat: "What?"

Wei Yiming seemed to be puzzled by Jiang Cenran's stupid words, and blinked his curly black eyelashes.

Jiang Cenran: "Then will you terminate the engagement?"

Wei Yiming's lips were pursed. Although he didn't make a sound, Jiang Cenran saw through her plan at first glance.

I don’t know why I was angry and laughed: “Tell me a little conscience. Apart from this matter, I have dealt with it so much that I have suffered some grievances. What is not directed at you?”

"Then thank you brother Cen Ran?" Wei Yiming raised his sweet smile, "In the future, if you have something to do with cattle and horses, I will never refuse."

"Wei Yiming!"

Because of the sudden increase in volume, Wei Yiming shuddered.

Seeing this, Jiang Cenran forced down the nameless fire.

He walked around the dining table, walked to Wei Yiming, and pushed her chair out, and he almost knelt down halfway.

He held Wei Yiming's white fingers and gently stroked them, but his voice was dull and dull: "Are you scared?"

"You are so fierce. I'm just asking now, don't you think it's too late?" Wei Yiming's voice was soft, and he was frightened at this moment, and the aggrievance was even stronger.

"It's me wrong."

The arrogant and noble son of heaven seemed to surrender in front of her at this moment. Wei Yiming's heartstrings were still a little moved, and his attitude was relieved a little: "I tell you the truth. I hate Gu Wanyin very much, very annoying, so she deliberately embarrassed me on my birthday. I can't get through it. Since you help her, I can't get through it either."

"How could I help her?"

"Isn't this a help?" Wei Yiming glared at him angrily.

Her eyes were obviously delicate, and when Jiang Cenran saw it, a smile flashed across her handsome face.

Wei Yiming caught it, and was a little furious, and wanted to pull back his hand when he acted.

Jiang Cenran naturally refused to let her do what she wanted, and her slender knuckles inserted into the gaps of her fingers, and her ten fingers were tightly clasped together.

"What are you doing?" Wei Yiming saw that his hands were controlled by him, so he kicked him with his feet.

Jiang Cenran was hit by her, "If you kick again, be careful I will scratch you-"

"Foot."

Wei Yiming snorted angrily: "Don't think you'll kneel for a while and let me kick again. This is what happened."

"Can you let it pass the statement and hot searches? I'll ask Gu Wanyin to apologize to you personally?"

"The best time has passed the statement and the hot searches, but I don't think so."

"The little princess is the most sensible and kindest."

"Don't give me a ecstasy soup, I've been tricked by you once." Wei Yiming didn't mind reminding Jiang Cenran that he had a criminal record. He coaxed her to kiss the night before. In the morning, when she woke up, he told her that things had changed. What's the difference between this scumbag behavior and a white-collar job?

"I won't talk about anyone's feelings this time."

Wei Yiming looked at him condescendingly, his lips pursed slightly, as if considering the authenticity of his words.

Jiang Cenran was also calm and waited quietly for her verdict.

"Who did you see before letting Gu Wanyin go?" After a moment of silence, Wei Yiming asked.

Jiang Cenran is decisive in the mall and has a tough wit. He has always been plotting against others, but he did not expect that one day he would be tricked by the little girl.

Wei Yiming looked down at him and said earnestly: "If you want to tell me, I won't care about your help."

Jiang Cenran slowly stood up and began to clean up the leftovers on the table.

"Who has such a great face?" Wei Yiming refused to give in.

Jiang Cenran had a headache: "I promise you that although this time I just asked Gu Wanyin to apologize to you, if she offends you again, what do you want to do is it okay?"

"I will change the access control password today, so don't enter my house casually in the future." Wei Yiming's beautiful and delicate face instantly became cold to Jiang Cenran's attitude of not getting in.

Jiang Cenran: “…”

*

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Located in the crack of the busy area, a petty-bourgeois cafe.

Wei Yiming opened the door, and a crisp wind chime rang. After calming down, the whole cafe revealed an elegant and quiet atmosphere.

She looked around and saw Jiang Yuyang and Jiang Sangluo.

"Have you asked?" Jiang Sangluo asked.

"No, I've been threatening and tempting, and he refuses to say it."

Jiang Sangluo's eyes were filled with sadness and loneliness: "Is it more to say no? Apart from Qiao Jingye, who has such a great face?"

Wei Yiming's guess is actually similar to Jiang Sangluo.

This morning she received a message from Jiang Sangluo on her phone, suspecting that Qiao Jingye came forward to ask Jiang Cenran to protect Gu Wanyin, so she asked her to test his attitude.

Not only Jiang Cenran, but also Qiao Jingye was kidnapped that year.

When the vicious bandits face a critical moment of life and death, they will naturally not be ruthless to the meat ticket.
To be continued...