"Don't ask so many questions, I will tell you tomorrow."
"Okay, I'm waiting for your call."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Wanwan took a deep breath. The person she asked for help just now was her childhood friend, the son of her father's friend, and her good buddy.
Just then, her text message rang again. She took a look and saw that it was still from Jian Zhipei.
"Why are you ignoring me?"
Perhaps this man found that texting was fun, so he became addicted to it.
Ye Wanwan continued not to reply, and soon her cell phone rang. The man called after she couldn't get a response.
Ye Wanwan looked at the name on her phone. She pressed mute, sat on a chair in the park, and looked at the vibrating phone with her heartstrings tugged.
The phone stopped.
Then, there was another vibration.
Ye Wanwan didn't expect that this man would call her so persistently. Was he afraid that something would happen to her?
Soon, the call was disconnected, and a text message came over asking, "Why didn't you answer the phone? What happened to you?"
Ye Wanwan has never treated anyone cruelly. Even if it is a friend she has just met, she will not ignore him like this. But at this moment, she must ignore this man.
Sorry, Jian Zhipei.
Ye Wanwan knew very well that she and he were from two different worlds. Just now, she saw the jewelry in Mrs. Jian’s hand. Although she had only stayed in the jewelry group for a few days, she looked through the pictures of world-famous jewelry, and she I found that any item on her body cost over 10 million yuan.
She cannot afford to offend such a young master from a wealthy family.
What's more, Jian Zhipei just has a good impression of her! Because of male and female hormones, the last two kisses were just the effects of dopamine and had nothing to do with the profound question of whether he loved her or not.
If he wanted to play, she couldn't afford it.
Jian Zhipei didn't send any more messages, and Ye Wanwan thought to herself that this was the extent of his interest in her!
early morning.
In Xi Jiuchen's villa.
Tang Zhixia opened her eyes and saw that it was already eight o'clock, and the man next to her seemed to have gotten up first.
Thinking of his recent sadness, she immediately got out of bed and looked for him, but found him in the kitchen.
He was wearing gray home clothes and an apron, and was making breakfast for them seriously.
Tang Zhixia's heart was instantly moved. She was still wearing her pajamas, looking at the figure of the man disturbing the porridge, and she hugged him from behind.
He didn't say anything. She didn't say anything, but he understood her heartache. He stretched out his hand to hold her hand and said gently, "Wake Chenchen up, and you can have breakfast soon."
"Yes! I'll call him." Tang Zhixia responded, but she still leaned on his back reluctantly and enjoyed his warmth for a while.
Xi Jiuchen turned around and kissed her hair. When he was about to kiss her lips, Tang Zhixia hurriedly said, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"
"I don't mind it." After the man said it, he came over to kiss her.
Tang Zhixia smiled and ran out, then quickly went upstairs. She asked her son to get up, brushed her teeth and washed her face and went downstairs.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, he put his arms around the man's neck, took the initiative to put his feet on his feet and kissed him.
Xi Jiuchen hugged her waist and welcomed his wife's good morning kiss. For Xi Jiuchen, this home is a place he wants to protect. His grief for his grandmother's death is hidden deep in his heart. He wants to love the people around him with all his heart.
