Zhao Qingran thought about it for a while, and then walked downstairs.

"Miss, aren't you waiting for the young master?"

The bodyguard was very strange and didn't understand why she was going down.

Zhao Qingran didn't answer, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the air, making the bodyguard's brows frown.

When the sound finally died down, the door was opened.

Ji Weiyan walked out of it, his eyes turned to the direction of the stairs, and his face gradually sank.

"Young master, Miss Zhao left without saying anything."

The bodyguard cautiously reported.

Ji Weiyan didn't speak, but he could see that he was in an unusually bad mood at the moment.

As soon as the woman shouted that, he immediately went out to ask the bodyguard to find out what was going on, only to get a report that she wanted to see him.

So he asked the bodyguard to tell the scar man to bring someone up and let her wait outside, but he didn't expect that it would only be a while, and it would only be a few minutes, and she left.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned around, and the door was then shut.

The work had already been done, and Ji Weiyan sat in front of the computer, feeling even more irritable.

Why did this dead woman leave so quickly if she wanted to see him?

Moreover, she still has a wound on her leg, why is she still running around?

Thinking of the moment he saw her in the restaurant today, the anger in his heart surged up.

Why did Yatin come and she dressed up ceremoniously?

waited for her to apologize to him, but the woman didn't realize it at all, not only did she not say anything, but what she did angered him even more.

She had said such ugly things to him, and she was expecting to be nice to her? That's why he sarcastically spoke at her.

He himself was indifferent to her, and as long as she apologized to him obediently, he reluctantly forgave her.

But, damn it, doesn't this woman feel anything?

Outside the door, the bodyguard who answered Zhao Qingran just now had a hesitant look on his face.

Is it very likely that Miss Zhao will serve food for the young master?

When the young master went in, he reacted, but he didn't have a chance to talk to the young master.

But in fact, he only guessed half right, Zhao Qingran left because of something.

But he didn't serve Ji Weiyan to eat, but made it himself in the kitchen.

She remembered that there was a kitchen downstairs, so she left for a while.

In the kitchen, Zhao Qingran looked at all the ingredients he had and couldn't help but take a breath.

The food that is usually eaten should be made in a special place, and this kitchen should be just a decoration.

But despite this, the inside of the kitchen was spotlessly clean and all the dishes were exceptionally clean.

Now it was much more convenient, she was washing her hands next to the sink and thinking about what to cook for Ji Weiyan later.

In order to be able to go back to Zhao's house tomorrow, she had to find a way to please him.

After thinking about it, Zhao Qingran began to find the ingredients.

In the past, I often tried to make something in the Zhao family, although I haven't done it for a long time, but I am not unfamiliar with it at all.

It didn't take long for a few delicate pieces of dim sum to be ready, and she smelled the fragrance and had a faint smile on her face.

Carefully holding the plate in his hand, Zhao Qingran walked upstairs again.

Returning to the place where Ji Weiyan worked again, she glanced at the bodyguard next to her, and then stepped forward to ask.

"How long will it take for your young master?"

The bodyguard was a little surprised by her reappearance, and immediately replied when he heard the words.

"It may be a while."

When the young master was working, no one was allowed to disturb him, so even if Zhao Qingran was still waiting with something at this time, they couldn't easily report it.

Zhao Qingran was still leaning against the wall, looking up at the direction of the gate from time to time, and after waiting for about ten minutes, seeing that Ji Weiyan still had no intention of coming out, he couldn't help but be a little anxious.

The things on the plate had gradually cooled down, and the hands holding the plates were a little sore.

I thought I would wait for half an hour at most, but now with the time she takes to make snacks, it's almost an hour.

She actually wanted to shout a few words at the door, but thinking that Ji Weiyan was working, doing so would only anger him even more, so she could only stand quietly at the door and wait.

But when exactly will he come out?

Just as she was thinking with her eyes down, the door was opened, and Ji Weiyan walked out of it.

She hurriedly looked up when she heard the sound, and as soon as she saw him come out, she almost immediately greeted him.

"You're tired from work, aren't you?"

Zhao Qingran said as if unintentionally, trying to make a look of concern.

Ji Weiyan glanced at her lightly, his eyes fell on the thing in her hand, and he frowned invisibly.

Seeing that his gaze fell on the snack, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Qingran's mouth, and she forked one of them with a fork and tentatively sent it to his mouth.

"Would you like to try it?"

Full of anticipation, there were also a few flashes of light in her eyes, Ji Weiyan didn't know what she had in mind, so he just stared at her face tightly.

Seeing that he didn't move, Zhao Qingran tiptoed lightly and directly put the snack into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?"

The things in the entrance were soft and sweet, Ji Weiyan squinted his eyes, but still didn't speak.

Zhao Qingran carefully observed his every expression, and saw that his expression still did not change much, and his voice softened even more.

"Doesn't it taste good?"

She looked up at him, and then as if she had thought of something, her face couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

"Maybe it's been outside for too long, and it's a little cold."

After saying it to herself, she looked down at the contents of the plate again and sighed softly.

"I'm going to warm it up, huh...... It's still a matter of reconsideration. ”

After Zhao Qingran finished speaking, he wanted to turn around and leave, but he was grabbed by the arm from behind.

She hooked her lips, but only for a moment, and then turned around in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

With an innocent look, Ji Weiyan's throat tightened, and he grabbed her hand and looked at her condescendingly.

"Waited a long time?"

Isn't she gone? Why did you end up here again?

Zhao Qingran pursed his lips, and his tone was slightly complaining.

"Why do you have to work so long?"

Her docile appearance made Ji Weiyan grasp her hand even more when she saw it, and her voice unconsciously softened.

"It's my fault that I made the baby wait so hard."

She was still conscious and knew that she would come over and apologize to him......

"You made the stuff yourself?"

His eyes flashed with a leaping light, and the corners of his mouth went up.

The dim sum tastes good, not too greasy, not too sweet, especially when bitten, soft and slippery.

How could she still make these things? For him, it was another surprise......

"How's it taste?"

Zhao Qingran's little face was full of anticipation, as if he couldn't wait to know his answer.

With his hand gently stroking her long hair, Ji Weiyan hooked his lips shallowly.

"It's delicious."

The woman in front of her also laughed when she heard this, and the two pear vortices were particularly dazzling.

"Come in."

Ji Weiyan's heart moved, so he took her into the room.

The room is very simply furnished, with bookshelves, desks, and a compartment at the back, which should be a place to rest.

Holding her and sitting down at the table, Ji Weiyan glanced down at the thing she was holding in her hand, and a deep voice sounded immediately.

"Feed me."

A piece of snack was fed into his mouth again, and he ate it with satisfaction, remembering that she had been standing outside for so long, and his brow furrowed slightly.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It's not a serious injury."

Knowing what he was asking, Zhao Qingran replied out loud.

It's just an ordinary abrasion, and the twisted foot has long been healed, and now I hardly feel anything.

"You are not allowed to get hurt."

Hearing her say this, Ji Weiyan opened his mouth and ordered, and his expression couldn't help but become serious.

"If you hurt yourself again, I'll punish you severely."

Somehow, hearing his words, Zhao Qingran had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Could it be that she can control such a thing as injury?

Although he thought so in his heart, he still answered obediently.

"Okay."

Ji Weiyan was satisfied, and continued to enjoy her feeding herself, and after a while, she continued to speak again.

"You're going to do this."

How much else does he not know about her?

"I studied for a while."

I have to say that my previous life was really fulfilling, doing what I liked every day, although it was simple but enjoyable.

"If it's delicious, I'll make it for you next time."

Now he is very desperate to please him, so Zhao Qingran can only try to pretend to be expectant.

"Why did you suddenly make something for me to eat?"

I have to say that when he opened the door and saw her figure, he was really surprised.

I thought she was gone, but I didn't expect her to just go down and make something.

She's here to apologize?

Ji Weiyan was no longer cold during the day, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up.

"Because you're angry."

Zhao Qingran lowered his head, his long eyelashes fluttering.

Her face was pinched gently, Ji Weiyan raised her head and asked softly.

"Know it's wrong?"

Although he was cold to her, as long as he stopped, his mind was full of her. He just waited, and she would know that she was wrong, and then come and apologize to him.

Fortunately, the little guy is not without heart.

She let out an "um" and continued to feed him, asking in the process.

"Need water?"

Without waiting for him to reply, she took the glass she had seen from the table and handed it to him.

Ji Weiyan took the cup and took a sip slowly, her deep eyes swept over her.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Qingran asked suspiciously, Xu was puzzled by his gaze at the moment.

"Baby, how many faces do you have?"

Cold, angry, docile, well-behaved, which one is the real her?

The snacks on the plate had all been eaten, Zhao Qingran put them on the table, and then grabbed his sleeve and played with it.

"I don't know, women are changeable?"