The next second, she looked around, couldn't help but widen her eyes, and blurted out: "Where is the motorcycle?"
"What motorcycle?"
Jian Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her: "What on earth are you doing here?"
"Jian Xing, didn't you buy a motorcycle?"
Xia Hua looked at them and was very excited: "Where is the car?"
"none of your business?"
Jian Xing lowered her face and said angrily: "Is this what you came here to say?"
"I……"
Xia Hua was stunned for a moment, her face was a little ugly, and she was a little reluctant: "Of course not, it was mom who asked you to go there."
Thinking of this, Yang Yuheng squinted his eyes and looked at her. It seemed that his wife had so many secrets!
Jian Xing felt uncomfortable looking at him, and his heart skipped a beat. He must not be suspecting anything, right?
However, it was useless no matter how much he doubted it.
Yang Yuheng frowned slightly, stayed for a while, and then walked out.
Xia Hua stopped suddenly in the middle of her words, glanced at them pretending to be mysterious, then dropped her words and turned around to leave.
Jian Xing choked and looked at him in shock.
As a result, as soon as I took a step forward, the door to the room opened.
"Why insist on divorce?"
After a slight pause, Jian Xing had no choice but to heat up the food and slowly fill his stomach.
But if you don’t believe it, where did her medical skills come from?
"Who hasn't been young?"
Jian Xing looked at him indifferently and smiled to herself: "So, have you decided when to divorce me?"
Jian Xing was stunned for a moment and blinked: "Aren't you afraid that they will come to you for something urgent?"
"I'm actually a little curious."
Jian Xing responded lightly and walked out.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Yuheng looked at her calmly: "Isn't this what you want?"
After a slight pause, he picked the apple and started eating it.
Jian Xing hesitated for a moment and found a topic.
Jian Xing returned to the room, took a breath, and his thoughts flashed into the space.
Thinking of this, Jian Xing turned over without any burden and continued to be in a daze...
Yang Yuheng sneered, with a hint of coldness on the corner of his lips: "Do you think marriage is child's play?"
Who would believe this?
As far as he knew, she had never learned anything about medicine at all!
"You're not me, how do you know what I'm thinking?"
Fortunately she came out in time, otherwise she would have been in trouble.
Jian Xing took a deep breath and pursed his lips: "Over the past year or so, I have realized my mistakes and reflected on them, so..."
Did he just come back from going there, or did he not go there?
"Are you awake? The food is in the kitchen. Go and heat it up yourself."
Jian Xing stiffened for a moment and puffed his lips: "What a coincidence! I learned it from an old grandfather before, but I never paid attention to it and forgot about it. But since I almost passed through the gate of hell, it suddenly seemed like
I’m enlightened…”
Jian Xing was stunned for a moment and pursed his lips: "What time is it?"
"About half past eight."
"oh!"
Jian Xing was completely confused and looked at him with wide eyes: "What did you say?"
like?
"ah?"
After a slight pause, he coughed lightly: "You're overthinking it. But...it's not annoying, so you can train it and give it a try."
After all, he couldn't find any clues about her being here!
"If there is an emergency, they will come back."
After a slight pause, she stretched and got out of bed.
How tired is she that she can sleep without eating?
Yang Yuheng raised his head and looked at her thoughtfully: "When did you learn Chinese medicine?"
Yang Yuheng looked at her indifferently and said slowly: "Aren't you hungry?"
"fine!"
Unexpectedly, the moment he walked out, Jian Xing's eyes suddenly opened.
Yang Yuheng: "..."
"ah?"
After drinking Longquan water, she instantly felt energetic and comfortable.
What does he mean?
The next second, she remembered her so-called mission and was so depressed that she wanted to bite someone.
When she finished everything and returned to her room, she found someone sitting at her desk reading, seemingly very focused.
"No, what do you mean?"
A touch of surprise and doubt flashed across Yang Yuheng's black eyes, and there was a hint of unnaturalness on his stern face.
It looks good, but she doesn’t want to eat it at all. What should I do?
But there is no refrigerator at home. Wouldn’t it taste different tomorrow?
But before he knew it, he actually fell asleep.
"Of course...how do I know? Didn't you already know it in the past?"
Jian Xing came to the kitchen, looked at the dishes and meat on the table, and twitched the corners of her mouth slightly.
When she woke up, she was in a trance. When was this?
However, Yang Yuheng did not look back, but said in a cold voice: "There is no past."
"Is it that difficult to understand?"
However, what responded to him was the sound of even breathing.
Seeing her innocent expression, Yang Yuheng could not detect any emotion: "After all, it is very different from the previous impression."
Thinking of this, she blinked innocently: "What, you don't believe me?"
When Jian Xing saw this, he looked at someone indifferently: "You can go, but I won't go."
"Oh, then your so-called love is really cheap!"
Yang Yuheng paused briefly and walked into the kitchen.
"People can change!"
After saying that, she went back to the room directly.
I thought to myself that I would have to put some water into the water tank at my uncle's house tomorrow to slowly recuperate their bodies.
Yang Yuheng looked at her quietly for a while, and his tone was a bit strong and domineering: "You provoked me, so you don't have the right to stop now."
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After Yang Yuheng finished cooking, he shouted outside, but there was no response from Jian Xing.
"I……"
As soon as these words came out, the air around him instantly cooled down, and the atmosphere became a little weird.
"Jian Xing, it's time to eat."
"What's up?"
He saw a tall figure appear at the door, which made him slightly startled.
After a slight pause, he came to the room and took a look, only to see Jian Xing lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.
After a slight pause, she blinked and her voice became coquettish: "What, are you in love with me?"
And I just ate fruit and I don’t want to eat at all!
Anyway, he would go to Yang's house later, so she would continue to sleep.
Yang Yuheng: "..."
Jian Xing frowned slightly and looked at him in confusion: "Aren't you annoying me? Why don't you take the opportunity to resolve this matter?"
"What do they want from you?"
"No, what do you mean?"
Jian Xing's face was full of black lines, and she was very excited: "You don't like me, and I don't like you either. What's the use of being tied together like this? Why don't we let each other go?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there seemed to be an ice cellar in the room, and it was so cold that it made people shiver.
Jian Xing's body shivered instinctively, and he subconsciously looked around, wondering where the air conditioning was coming from?
Yang Yuheng looked at her with a deep look, half-smiling but not smiling: "So, have you found a good home?"
