In fact, Mrs. He didn't tell her the truth a lot, seeing that she was young and an orphan, she didn't feel the need to talk to her so much, and only hoped that she would give birth to a child with peace of mind and give He Yan a little family warmth.

After the two talked for a while, Mrs. He called someone to send a car to send Jiang Ke back to He Yan's apartment.

Jiang Ke returned home and found that He Yan was not there.

She took a shower herself and sat on the couch, thinking about what the old lady had said.

From this point of view, the banquet is very pitiful.

An illegitimate child, his own mother passed away again, and now he is taken back, and his father treats him badly.

It's not as good as an orphan like her.

At least when Mom and Dad were alive, they still loved her very much.

She thought about it and decided to send a message to He Yan.

[Congratulatory banquet, I'm home]

The other end quickly called the phone, and the sound was noisy, and when I heard it, it was not in a good place.

He Yan's voice was very low.

"No matter what the old lady told you today, don't believe it, don't care, anyway, when you give birth to the child, you will have nothing to do with the He family, you know?"

His words were very cold, which made Jiang Ke's words of concern swallow back.

She had to whisper, "Then when are you coming back?" ”

There was silence for a few seconds, and then a chuckle was heard.

"What do you want to do when I come back?"

The low laughter came into Jiang Ke's ears.

She felt that her whole person was numb, and she didn't dare to say anything, so she hung up the phone directly.

Night Star Entertainment Club.

The huge dance floor was filled with men and women, writhing wildly.

The deafening sound of music makes people's eardrums hurt.

Ke He Yan sat on the card seat, drinking wine with a calm expression, looking at the men and women hugging each other in the audience, without a trace of expression.

There was only one man sitting next to him, and the rest of the servants were standing around the booth, and they were not qualified to sit down.

The man's name is Wei Chen, he is the youngest son of the Wei family, he used to come here to play, and later invested a sum of money here to become a shareholder, and naturally became his follower.

At this time, Wei Chen drank a few more glasses of wine, and his eyes were a little confused.

He looked at the cold He Yan, leaned over and said loudly, "Brother He, didn't I hear that you are going to marry the little daughter of the Wu family?" When? ”

Hearing this, He Yan looked back at him, his eyes emitting a signal of danger.

"Who told you?"

"Who else but Wei Qin? You and Miss Wu are going to get married, she told Mrs. Kuo in the circle a few days ago. ”

“……”

He Yan looked at the dance floor, suddenly picked up the wine glass on the table, and smashed it down!

The glass didn't hit anyone, it fell to the ground, but it still startled the people below.

The music stopped abruptly, and everyone looked up and saw that it was He Yan standing on the second floor, and immediately lowered their heads.

This uncle is not a person to be messed with, and those who come here to play naturally understand this truth.

He Yan was so angry that he was about to explode.

Wei Qin, a slut, just asked He Hong to marry him, and he actually laid the groundwork in advance, probably trying to force him through this method and cut off his idea of seizing power.

But Wei Qin probably didn't expect that he would directly bring a wife to the scene.

Thinking of this, He Yan's expression eased again.

After all, he never thought about seizing any power, he just wanted to leave the He family, a place where eating people and not spitting out bones, and when necessary, he didn't mind dying with the He family.

He sat back on the booth and looked at Wei Chen, who was already too frightened to speak.

"See what?"

His eyes were gloomy, like a lone wolf in the dark.

Wei Chen shook and hurriedly poured him wine.

"Drink, drink! Don't get drunk tonight! ”

The music sounded again, and everyone temporarily threw away their troubles and completely lost themselves in this place.

The night passed, and the banquet was still sober.

He drank very well, he was born, and no matter how much he drank, he didn't get drunk.

But he was used to spending one night in the clubhouse, then going home to sleep during the day the next day, and the cycle repeated.

In the morning, Wei Chen found someone to drive him back.

He entered the house, took off his shirt that smelled of tobacco and alcohol, and just wanted to go up to the second floor, when he suddenly heard a noise from the kitchen.

He clenched his fists alertly and leaned towards the kitchen.

When I arrived at the door, I saw a small figure inside, standing in front of the cupboard and working.

She wore a pair of denim shorts today, still a simple white shirt, and her long seaweed-like hair with a little natural curl was draped behind her back, revealing her thighs that were slender and straight, as white as jade.

At the moment she seemed to want to grab the contents of the cupboard above and reach them on tiptoe.

He Yan narrowed his eyes.

He almost forgot that there was another person in the house.

He brought it back personally.

He strode forward.

Jiang Ke was trying to reach the plate in the cupboard, when suddenly there was a heat behind him, as if someone had leaned in, and a man's deep voice came from his ears.

"Do you want to destroy my kitchen, or do you want to poison yourself?"

He Yan was 188 tall and almost effortless, reaching out to help her take the top plate off, and then looked into the pot.

There was something in the pan, black, what appeared to be an omelette, and it was already smoking.

Jiang Ke got the plate he handed over, and only then did he notice the movement in the pot.

She's on fire!

She immediately reached out to turn off the fire, but He Yan took the first step, turned off the fire, and looked at her with a heavy gaze.

"You come out for me."

Jiang Ke was dumbfounded.

She felt as if He Yan was angry, because she got up early in the morning and almost burned down his kitchen.

But she didn't mean to.

She lowered her head, cautiously followed behind He Yan, and walked into the living room.

He Yan was a little irritable.

When he came back, he wanted to sleep peacefully, but this guy didn't let him feel at ease.

It's really annoying to have multiple people in the family.

He frowned and spoke, "If you don't know how to cook, don't do it, who will you show if you pretend to look like this?" ”

Jiang Ke was a little aggrieved.

She would do it, after all, when she was in the orphanage, she would occasionally go to the kitchen to help, but she had never had much talent.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time." She whispered, her eyelashes covering her eyes.

He Yan was stunned, "There is a next time?" ”

Jiang Ke was also stunned.

"But I'm going to eat......"

There is no one else in this house, and He Yan doesn't go home all night, so she always has to cook something to eat by herself, right?

Even if she doesn't eat it, the child will eat it.

Hearing this, He Yan was stunned again.

It turned out that Jiang was going to eat, and he seemed to remember it.

He reached out and scratched the back of his head with some irritability, feeling a sense of weakness.

"Okay, you can do it, just be careful not to poison yourself."

He doesn't like having outsiders at home, so he doesn't want to hire a babysitter either.

Jiang Ke nodded immediately, "I'll pay attention." ”

When he was about to go upstairs, Jiang Ke whispered, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Shall I make you an omelette too? Later, you will take a shower and eat, and when you are full, you can sleep beautifully. ”

When she said this, her eyes were really innocent and excessive.

He Yan stood at the top of the stairs and looked at her, and lost his mind for a moment.

He never imagined that in the fifth year after his mother's death, there would be a woman living in his house, pregnant with his child, and saying that she would cook breakfast for him.