"Yanyan!"

Jiang Rongqing screamed subconsciously, as if her feet had their own will, she had already acted before her brain, and rushed into the kitchen like a gust of wind.

Song Yunyan was wearing an apron with a daisy pattern and was standing in front of the cooking table with a...

A crab showing its teeth and claws.

Seeing this, Jiang Rongqing immediately stopped and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Song Yunyan also forgot about the pain for a moment, looked at him for a moment, and asked cautiously: "You, you still care about me, right?"

The crab was originally frozen. After Song Yunyan took it out and thawed it, she didn't pay attention when cleaning it. She didn't want it to revive and suddenly pinched her little finger.

Jiang Rongqing used a cold face to hide her sullen expression. He fiercely took her hand and brought it to the faucet.

As soon as the water was turned on and the crab was moistened, it immediately relaxed its claws and fell into the sink.

Song Yunyan took a breath of cold air, quickly took her hand back, put it to her lips, and sucked the blood that was pinched out.

Jiang Rongqing wanted to ask if it hurt, but he didn't say anything. He only said coldly: "You are so clumsy, why are you doing all this? Are you going to hurt me on purpose?"

Song Yunyan's movements froze.

But soon, guilt overshadowed grievance.

She looked at him with a smile and said softly: "You came back so early, did you have a good dinner?"

As she expected, the food in country M was mostly raw and cold. What Lin Xu treated him to was seafood and sashimi, and he almost didn't move his chopsticks.

At this moment, when he returned home, he immediately smelled the aroma of food in the kitchen.

I glanced at the cooking table and saw a roasted chicken with chestnuts, a braised kale, a braised wild rice with scallops, and crabs that were not yet cooked.

The four dishes are not expensive, but they are all what he likes to eat.

Among them, Yao Zhu is very nourishing to the stomach.

He could see Song Yunyan's intentions.

His cold heart softened a little again, and he said calmly: "Call Mrs. Zhou to come, we can have dinner later."

This is……

Do you mean to eat together?

Song Yunyan's face immediately glowed, and she said hurriedly: "No need to trouble Mrs. Zhou, it's just a steamed crab, it will be ready in no time!"

After a pause, she added, "I want to cook for you with my own hands."

Jiang Rongqing's heart softened again and again, and suddenly she didn't dare to look at her tender eyes.

If I read further, I really have to forgive her.

But she was too cruel at that time, how could he forgive her?

Forcing himself to cool down, he glanced at her fingers, which were still bleeding, and asked himself to ignore them. He only said coldly: "That's up to you."

After saying that, he turned around and left the kitchen.

Looking at his still cold back, Song Yunyan took a deep breath and clenched her fists to cheer herself up.

come on!

He will surely forgive you slowly!

With the motivation, she didn't even feel any pain, and soon finished the last dish of steamed crab.

She was busy loading the dishes, setting the table, serving the rice, she did everything herself.

After doing everything well, she looked at the dining table and felt that something was missing.

Suddenly an idea struck her, and she took out a few more candles, lit them on delicate silver candlesticks, then turned off the lights, poured two more glasses of red wine and put them on the table.

This time, she was finally satisfied. She walked gently upstairs and knocked on Jiang Rongqing's door carefully, "Rong Qing, the food is ready. Do you want to come out to eat?"

There was no movement inside.

"Rong Qing?"

She repeated softly and leaned her face against the door.

"ah--"

Suddenly, the door opened and she almost fell.

The man stood expressionless at the door, staring at her embarrassed look, and said coldly: "Didn't you say that the food is ready? Why don't you go out now?"

"Uh, okay, right away."

Song Yunyan stood holding the door frame, like a little maid, and followed his tall body quickly downstairs.

Jiang Rongqing repeatedly warned herself not to be soft-hearted, but when she heard the footsteps of the little woman behind her, her face still softened involuntarily.

However--

Song Yunyan could sense the harmony of the atmosphere originally, but when the two of them walked to the dining table, she suddenly felt that the air had become colder, and the cold aura around her enveloped her whole body.

Subconsciously, she raised her eyes to look at Jiang Rongqing. The intense look in his eyes was like a glacier that could freeze her for ten thousand years.

"Rong Qing, why are you—ah!"

She didn't ask a word, but the man suddenly waved his arm, and the candlesticks, dishes, and the two glasses of red wine on the dining table all fell to the ground.

After screaming in fright, she subconsciously crouched down, trying to make up for the results she had used to please him.

But before she could bend down, her arm was tightly grasped by the man's big hand, and he forcibly lifted her petite body, forcing her to stand up straight and look at him.

"Rong Qing, I..."

In the stormy atmosphere, her heartbeat accelerated, her throat tightened, and she subconsciously wanted to say something.

But with scarlet anger surging in the man's eyes, he strode forward, pressed her waist hard against the edge of the table, and asked her one word at a time: "It's not enough to hurt me once, you have to do it a second time?!

"

The moment he saw the glass of red wine, all his reason and composure were destroyed by the memory of that time.

This woman, she actually wants to poison herself to death!

Why does she still have the nerve to give him red wine now?

Song Yunyan was originally unaware of his anger, but when she heard this, she suddenly realized it.

She didn't poison her, but she did take sleeping pills.

Her eyes glanced at the broken red wine glass on the ground. The spilled wine was as red as blood. She choked and said: "I'm sorry, Rong Qing, I was obsessed at that time. I shouldn't just listen to it -"

"enough!"

Jiang Rongqing suddenly didn't dare to listen anymore.

What would she say?

Explain her motivation for poisoning?

Explain the origin of poison?

Once they really know, can they go back to the past?

After taking two deep breaths, he closed his eyes tightly and let go of his hand dejectedly.

Song Yunyan lost his strength and almost fell to the ground like a puppet that had lost its strings.

The man glanced at the broken porcelain and broken glass on the floor, and he couldn't help but put his arms around her waist.

The two of them had a moment of skin-to-skin contact.

But Jiang Rongqing quickly let her go.

She moved half a step back and heard the man's extremely hoarse voice saying with difficulty: "Forget it."

"……What?"

"Forget the past, you are not allowed to mention it again."

There was a sense of burnt-out despondency in his voice, which revealed a self-deceptive powerlessness and weakness.

Song Yunyan felt heartbroken for a while, and he continued solemnly: "Song Yunyan, I give up."

She was stunned again.

He raised his head, stared at her with his scarlet eyes, and said word for word: "This time, I admit it. I admit losing to you! But next time -"

At this point, he suddenly gritted his teeth and squeezed out every next word through his teeth: "Next time, if you dare to lie to me or plot against me, I will - definitely -"

He still couldn't say the harsh words that followed.

Just as he was clenching his teeth and tightening his thin lips, suddenly his shoulders tightened and he was hugged by a pair of small hands.
Chapter completed!