Jiang Xiyan walked around the quilt and went to another room to find a light blue lace dress to wear. After the clouds and rain last night, she was still very tired, but nothing here belonged to her. She couldn't
Stay here and let the royal family come over to investigate.
Nangong Ling drove the car and waited for Jiang Xiyan to come downstairs. Today's cooking competition is officially held. He is going to the scene to watch it. Presumably Wen Weichen will be there too. He doesn't want Jiang Xiyan to be raped by others while he is not being raped.
Run away.
Before going out, she tied a small silk scarf around her neck. The traces on it belonging to Nangong Ling caught Jiang Xiyan at a loss, so she had to find this pink silk scarf in the cabinet.
When she walked out of the door, she saw Nangong Ling waiting there. Jiang Xiyan ignored his presence and walked towards the door.
Nangong Ling was not angry either. He followed Jiang Xiyan at a very slow speed, picked up the remote control and opened the door. One car and one person left this exquisite large villa one after another.
Carrying her bag, the sun above her head made it difficult for Jiang Xiyan to open her eyes. She had not had a drop of water since last night, and black shadows appeared in front of her eyes from time to time. She was thinking about whether she should give up her self-esteem and sit on Nangong Ling.
He was in a car, but when he thought that there should be no intersection between the two, he still decided to walk and take a taxi to the intersection in front of him to go to the competition site.
Nangong Ling parked the car next to Jiang Xiyan. This woman was more patient than he thought. In the end, it was only him, the CEO, who made concessions.
Opening the car door, she stepped forward without saying a word and dragged Jiang Xiyan into the car. Jiang Xiyan waved her hands and struggled, knowing that she couldn't struggle, but she still had to struggle hard not to be taken away by Nangong Ling: "Let me go, you let me go."
Drive me, Nangong Ling, I don’t want to ride in your car, you are kidnapping, be careful if others see you and call the police..."
Nangong Ling snorted. Such a threat was so ridiculous and ignorant in his eyes. He threw Jiang Xiyan directly into the passenger seat, put his hand against the door frame and looked at Jiang Xiyan with an unconvinced expression:
"Kidnapping is out of the question. You are my woman now. You must listen to me and stand with that man named Wen again. Be careful what I do to him."
After saying that, he closed the door and walked into the driver's seat and drove away.
Although Jiang Xiyan was dissatisfied, she was helpless. She had always believed in Nangong Ling's words that he was a man of his word. By staying with him during this time, she also knew about the overt and covert fights in the mall. She didn't care.
But Wen Weichen cannot be implicated because of himself. After all, it is not easy to have his own business in Dongcheng City.
Turning away from looking at Nangong Ling's proud expression, this man would always consider teasing her as the happiest thing. He really hoped that Nie Tong would come back soon, or An Leer would work harder to get him away, so that she would be truly free.
As Nangong Ling drove the car, he was thinking about the beauty of Jiang Xiyan last night. He thought he had no interest in women anymore, but now he realized that it was all because of this woman. It seemed that he had to find a way to let her go.
She stayed with him.
When he arrived at the competition site, the first few games were over. Because it was the knockout round, Yang Bojun had no competition today. He just watched the strength of each player from the spectators. Although he was confident that he could beat others, he still had to be foolproof.
Just fine.
Jiang Xiyan saw Yang Bojun sitting in the audience, looked around, and did not see Wen Weichen's shadow, and she was still a little disappointed.
Nangong Ling took Jiang Xiyan's hand and felt her disappointment. He was also a little angry and tightened his hand. Jiang Xiyan was hurt by the clenched claws and turned her head to glare.
Looking at this cold-faced prince.
Seeing Jiang Xiyan's eyes full of his own shadow, Nangong Ling's mood improved. He lowered his head and whispered in Jiang Xiyan's ear: "Yesterday's punishment was not enough. It seems that we should increase the intensity and think about other men."
, you should consider the consequences yourself."
Jiang Xiyan knew that Nangong Ling would not make it easy for her. Thinking of what happened last night, she felt a sense of fear, so she had to stand beside Nangong Ling like a bird.
Nangong Ling and Jiang Xiyan sat next to Yang Bojun. They were the partners of this competition and the focus of the competition. Not far away, Nangong Lie and Nangong Hao were quietly watching the competition with their chefs, turning their heads from time to time.
Look at the situation here. In this game, they are the biggest competitors. As the saying goes, "Only by knowing the enemy can you win every battle." Paying attention to your opponents is actually looking for their weaknesses.
After a while, the referee announced that the game was over and the result would be announced in the evening game. The audience stood up and left the field one by one.
Yang Bojun stood up and patted Jiang Xiyan on the shoulder. He had many things to say to this girl, but Nangong Ling was present, so he had no choice but to use such a subtle movement to remind Jiang Xiyan.
Nangong Ling saw these little tricks and did not expose them in person. Instead, he smiled and briefly chatted with Yang Bojun about the game, then picked up the phone and walked out of the field.
Yang Bojun took Jiang Xiyan to the stairwell. The surrounding area had quieted down and there was no one around. Only then did Yang Bojun say something profound. This was exactly what he had talked to Wen Weichen about yesterday: "Yanyan, you
I think you can regard the matter between you and Wei Chen as a joke on his part, which will be a good thing for you and Wei Chen."
Jiang Xiyan raised her head and looked at Yang Bojun. She didn't believe it. It seemed that she took herself too seriously yesterday. A wealthy family should be a legend to her: "Did Wei Chen tell you that?"
Lowering her head, Jiang Xiyan thought for a while. Without hearing Yang Bojun's words, she understood their helpless choice: "I know, I won't take it seriously."
Yang Bojun nodded. It was indeed difficult for them to make such a choice, but living in this real society, they had to face these things: "Wei Chen is serious about you. Do you still remember when you first came to Dongcheng City to go to school?"
Was it about being knocked down by a car? The owner of the car was Wei Chen. Maybe you didn't pay much attention at the time. He almost searched all over Dongcheng to find you, but he stopped looking for you later when he wanted to go abroad."
Jiang Xiyan also remembered that incident. She had never cared about what happened in the past. That was the last day for new students to register. She was so anxious that she was scratched. After a simple bandage in the hospital, she ran to the hospital thinking that time was running out.
We took a taxi at the door and went to school.
When you don't care about some things, others care more than you. Jiang Xiyan just raised her head and looked carefully at Wen Weichen. She didn't expect that he had been looking for her for so long because of this matter. She couldn't help feeling grateful: "Uncle Yang, I know
What do you mean, the wealthy family does not belong to me in the first place, is Weichen avoiding me now and not coming to watch the game?"