Judging by his expression, it was clear that he knew the purpose of my visit. It's just that this man is so cunning and hateful, and he's waiting for me to say it myself.

In this way, he is in the position of the initiative, and he can easily deny that I am wrong and take the opportunity to humiliate me, and he can generously admit that there is anything else that the trapped rat can do.

I bit my lip and didn't know what to do.

Ye Jingchong simply sat on the sofa with me.

As soon as he sat up, I unconsciously stepped back, completely subconsciously, the man frowned unhappily, and tapped his fingers on the coffee table: "Hurry up, I'm busy." ”

I immediately realized that it was my little body language that angered him, and I quickly pulled back my body, and I saw that the muscles on his face had stretched a little.

"Say it."

With a flick of his hand, he copied the text jiàn.

I said, "I don't need a house right now." ”

He slowly flipped through the paper, the pages obediently swept back in his hand, and finally stopped at the one I signed.

Delicate handwriting.

Hairpin body.

Ye Jingchong's gaze fell on it, and there seemed to be a kind of tenderness in his eyes that was unique to Ye Jingchong, without sour pretentiousness, nor did it make people think of rough and straightforward confessions.

I deliberately ignored this look, picked up the cup and took a small sip of water.

"It's not as good as what you write."

He suddenly came up with such a sentence.

In a moment, my cerebral cortex was working, and I only felt the water I had just drunk rolling in my chest, and I didn't know whether I was angry or ashamed.

"You make people imitate my handwriting."

"Wen Jiàn is handled by someone else, I don't know anything."

Ye Jingchong looked at me with a smile in his eyes, and added, "Just casually mentioned that look at the house near your school, and the people below will take care of it." But rest assured, this kind of 'abuse of power' will not happen again. ”

I can't wait to roll his eyes a few times.

What is 'casual' and what is 'abuse of power'...... If it weren't for the people below who saw his concern for this matter, I am afraid that he would not have handled this matter obediently, and he would still be so efficient.

"Anyway, I won't take your house, and the two of us don't owe each other from now on."

My intuition told me that Ye Jingchong's feelings for me may not be as simple as I thought, maybe this is just one of his strategies to capture people's hearts, or maybe this is just his further temptation.

But I can't go on any longer.

Qin Zelun is going to be with Jessica.

Regardless of whether they are in love or fake love, after a few months, they are a legal couple printed in black and white, protected by law.

No matter how bad I am, I can't get involved with my brother's fiancée's relatives, I can't lie to myself for a few months.

"What do you mean by 'not owing each other'!"

Ye Jingchong threw Wen Jiàn into my hand, his hand pulled my other one fiercely, the strong torso pressed me against the sofa, I gasped a few times in pain, the wooden sofa was one by one, my bones were rubbing and hurting, and my tears were about to flow out.

This man really turned his face as fast as he turned a book.

I suspect that all his strength has been used against me, and that he is still a big man, and he should not be merciful when he moves.

I only heard his snoring voice popping in my ears, what do you say Qin Tingyu, you owe me a lot, I helped you twice, and now you want to throw your face and leave when you get cheap, there is no door!