Huo Xiumo wanted to expose Ji Wenlun's true face, and couldn't wait to think about it, so that she really hated him at this moment.

A woman who has tasted the sweetness can no longer endure hardship, and she is most afraid of losing what she has gained.

If she had been tormented by fate, perhaps, she would have been numb and would have lived like a walking corpse.

And once it is favored for a few points, all the strength will be disintegrated and collapsed, and become fragile.

Jiang Yansheng lowered his head and laughed, with a hint of self-deprecation on his lips, and gradually his smile turned into a crying face.

In the past three days, she has been very sick, and it is only physically uncomfortable.

However, the psychology was fatally hit, and it was Huo Xiumo's own hand.

In her eyes, he was really too hateful.

Jiang Yan hated at the same time, but she couldn't prevent herself from sinking into Huo Xiumo's favor, men sometimes think that women are terrifying, but how can she resist?

What kind of man is Huo Xiumo, and when she loves him, is she just deceived by him on the surface?

No, Jiang Yansheng knows very well that the person next to his pillow is an extremely possessive and shrewd man, he regards Ji Wenlun as a thorn in the eye, once he catches any flaws, he will only tell her in a seemingly loving but cruel way.

In this way, Jiang Yansheng will subconsciously remember this lesson deeply.

She thought about it all night before she figured it out.

Otherwise, why did Huo Xiumo give her three days of sweet and gentle pampering, and suddenly tell her when she was sick that this was going to kill her by surprise, and she had no ability to resist.

was calculated like this by the man he loved deeply, Jiang Yansheng's eyes were full of tears, if she wanted to say that she was selfish, why wasn't Huo Xiumo selfish?

In Ji Wenlun's incident, he blindly thought about how to defeat his rival in love, and wanted to completely remove Ji Wenlun from her heart, but he really ignored her feelings.

Perhaps this is what this man wants to achieve.

It will hurt, and knowing that it hurts will teach you a long lesson.

When Jiang Yansheng came out of the bedroom, he had already washed up, changed into clean clothes and went out, the villa was quiet in the early morning, only the maid was busy in the kitchen for breakfast.

She went out with a cold face, without a bodyguard following.

After leaving, the bodyguard building guarding the door knocked twice on the study door before advancing.

He reported to Huo Xiumo's cold back standing in front of the window: "Mr. Huo, Mrs. is gone." ”

The light in the study was dim, and the contours of Huo Xiumo's handsome face were a little cold, hard, and cold, and he looked at the disappearing figure of the woman outside, and after a long time, the thin lips pursed into a straight line overflowed into a single tone: "Hmm." ”

"Do you want to send someone to follow?" Bodyguards for instructions.

What I got was the man's cold two words: "No." ”

……

……

Morning, eight o'clock.

Ji Wenlun's biological clock woke up, lifted the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed with his slender body, rubbed his eyebrows with his long fingers, and then went to the bathroom to wash, and after a while, he walked out of the bedroom dressed neatly.

He lived a very regular life, and walked downstairs in white clothes and black pants to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, but unexpectedly found a woman sitting in the living room.

Jiang Yansheng turned his white face sideways, lowered his eyelashes and didn't know what he was thinking in a trance, and he didn't even hear the man's footsteps.

Ji Wenlun had a slight smile in his eyes, walked over, and said with a clear voice: "Come over early in the morning, have you had breakfast?"

Jiang Yansheng raised her head mechanically, her eyes were dark and dry, there was no emotion or tears, and her voice was also very calm: "No." ”

"Oh? Want to eat something. ”

Ji Wenlun's clean and white long fingers unbuttoned them, revealing strong forearms, he has decent cooking skills and rarely asks nannies to cook.

Jiang Yansheng thought for a while: "Eat what I used to eat." ”

"Okay." Ji Wenlun smiled lightly and didn't ask her anything, but it didn't mean that she didn't find a trace of strangeness in the woman's emotions.

He was so thoughtful, waiting for her to speak.

After turning around and walking towards the kitchen, Jiang Yansheng's calm eyes revealed a trace of complicated emotions.

Twenty minutes later, Ji Wenlun prepared two breakfasts to enjoy on the open-air balcony of the courtyard, in autumn, the morning air is fresh, the environment is quiet, and the occasional crisp bird song can be heard.

Jiang Yansheng sat at the long table, his knees covered with the cotton blanket he handed over, and when he saw the breakfast on the delicate plate in front of him, his red lips opened lightly: "I suddenly remembered something." ”

"Huh?"

"When I first met you, you went out to the next street to buy breakfast and have a watch, and then you wore a suit and a watch, and then drove there."

Jiang Yansheng thought for a while, looked at the handsome man opposite and confessed his psychological activities at that time: "I think, if you are not a man who loves to show off, you are a terrible delicate Virgo." ”

When Ji Wenlun heard this, he was surprised for a moment, and seemed to remember that she loved to eat xiaolongbao next door at that time, and she was infected by her taste, and she would occasionally taste it.

Over time, this woman lost the unfamiliarity with him at the first time, and found an excuse to study and review, so she called him to buy breakfast.

In the three years of life, there are some details that the two of them may forget, and when they mention it, they will inadvertently remember it clearly.

Jiang Yansheng lowered his head and tasted the fragrant rice porridge.

Eating and not saying is always his rule.

The two of them finished breakfast quietly, the morning fog faded, and the sun came out.

Jiang Yansheng slowly drank tea and rinsed his mouth, then got up, went to the study room upstairs with Ji Wenlun, took a book at random, leaned on the chaise longue leisurely, and flipped through it as if he were bored.

Ji Wenlun sat at the desk, opened the notebook and worked in the office.

Jiang Yansheng occasionally raised his eyes and looked at the handsome man not far away, and the light outside the window was refracted into the elegant study, and also faintly fell on his side face and shoulders, as if shrouded in a layer of softness.

Probably aware of her gaze, occasionally, Ji Wenlun was busy, and he would raise his head, the two looked at each other and smiled, and were busy with their own affairs.

Jiang Yansheng patiently read a third of the book in her hand, she closed the book, slowly grinding the cover with her fingertips, thoughtfully, lightly opened her red lips, and said in a faint voice: "Wen Lun, how did you and Fanye meet?" ”

Ji Wenlun clicked the mouse for a moment, raised his calm eyes and looked at the woman sitting in front of the window basking in the sun.

Jiang Yansheng smiled at him gently: "Is it inconvenient to say?" ”

The handsome man did not show any gaffes and abnormalities on the surface, he still had that calm and calm attitude, and his open tone seemed to be telling other people's stories: "Lu picked up, she couldn't even speak Mandarin at that time, and she was squatting alone on the street." ”

"What about you...... How did you find out that she brought her back? ”

"You're good?"

Faced with the man's question, Jiang Yansheng's tone pretended to be brisk: "Maybe, I'm very interested in her story." ”