Chapter 50: Yan Yichen Has a Fever (5)

Yan Yichen ate, and his spirit was much better, and the temperature basically subsided. Meng Yier also relieved herself and decided to have a showdown with him.

"Mr. Yan, I want to talk to you—" Meng Yi'er stood in front of Yan Yichen and said solemnly.

Yan Yichen motioned for her to sit down on the sofa, elegantly cocked Erlang's legs, swept away the weakness and decadence just now, and looked at Meng Yi'er with a sharp gaze, "What do you want to talk about?" ”

Meng Yi'er thought for a moment and spoke, "Mr. Yan, I don't think I'm competent to replace ......."

"Why?" Yan Yichen suddenly interrupted her coldly.

"Huh?" Meng Yi'er looked at him with some confusion.

She hasn't finished her sentence yet!

He knew what she was going to say?

"Is it because of what I said last night? If yes, I can apologize to you, I know I hurt you with those words I said yesterday, I was unintentional, I was ...... yesterday" carried away by jealousy.

Yan Yichen almost blurted out, he paused, "I drank too much yesterday to say those words-"

Meng Yier heard him mention yesterday, and suddenly remembered his sentence, "Anyway, after so many years, you have never taken me to heart." When he said that, his tone was so sad, and his expression was so lonely, he grabbed Meng Yi'er's heart fiercely, but they didn't know each other for a long time, and it was obvious that that sentence was not said to her, and Meng Yi'er suddenly became curious.

"You, did you think I was someone yesterday?"

Yan Yichen frowned, "Why do you say that?" ”

"You said something very strange yesterday."

"What?"

Meng Yi'er paused, "You said, anyway, after so many years, you have never taken me to heart." ”

Yan Yichen looked at her bitterly, his eyes were gloomy, and he fell into deep thought, this girl actually thought that he regarded her as another woman.

He loved her for sixteen years!

Waited for her for sixteen years!

And she never knew that he loved her, and she couldn't even remember him!

When he met her again, he was like a treasure, and he knew in his heart that she couldn't remember him. But he didn't have the courage to question her, he was afraid to prove from her that she didn't remember him at all, and that a promise made sixteen years ago was just a childhood joke. So what is his sixteen years of waiting? In the face of that disappointment, he simply could not imagine.

After a long time, Yan Yichen said coldly, "No, you heard it wrong." ”

Did she hear it wrong?

Meng Yi'er looked at him suspiciously, stunned for a while, and reluctantly convinced herself that she had heard such a reason wrong.

After a long time, Meng Yi'er remembered the matter, "Mr. Yan, I hope you can think about it carefully, take back the agreement between us, I can make up for my apology in other ways, you ......"

This woman, trying to run away from him again?

Don't even think about it!

Yan Yichen suddenly interrupted her, "I'm tired, let's talk about it tomorrow, you can go back." ”

As he spoke, Yan Yichen rubbed his eyebrows, lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and ignored her.

"But-" Meng Yi'er was unwilling to continue, seeing Yan Yichen's frowning eyebrows, she thought that he should still be very uncomfortable, since he didn't want to talk today, it was inconvenient for her to continue to disturb him.

Meng Yi'er frowned for a moment, walked over and naturally bent down, put his hand on his forehead, Yan Yichen suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes met, and he was stunned.

He didn't expect her to touch him suddenly.

She was also shocked by her subconscious movements.

The two looked at each other like this for a long time before Meng Yi'er came back to her senses, she withdrew her little hand in embarrassment, and her voice trembled slightly, "That, let me see if your fever has subsided?" ”

Yan Yichen didn't speak, he closed his eyes again, Meng Yi'er straightened up, paused for a moment and said, "The fever reducer is on the table, if you have a fever later, you remember to take two pills." ”

Yan Yichen didn't raise his eyelids, he seemed to be very tired, but he just snorted.

Meng Yi'er breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door and left.