Jiang Ke thought that she might be rejected, but she didn't expect it to be so simple, she was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I thought too much." ”

Then, without giving the other party any time to speak, she took the initiative to hang up the phone.

The air was a little quiet, and Jiang Ke looked at Yu Jin with apologies in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Yu Jin, I didn't think it through."

Yu Jin saw her apologetic appearance, and he didn't feel good in his heart.

Because she is not favored at home, she can feel the taste of Jiang Ke under the fence now.

She smiled: "It's okay, I'll sneak back to the dormitory after they go back, it's not a big deal." ”

Jiang Ke was a little worried.

"And what if they come to trouble you at night?"

Yu Jin said: "They don't dare, there are teachers patrolling at night, besides, I won't open the door to anyone." ”

Seeing her say this, Jiang Ke was relieved.

But she didn't dare to let Yu Jin stand alone at the door, so she looked at Jiang Cong, who was strong and strong.

"Jiang Cong, can you help me send her back to the dormitory? I don't worry about her alone. ”

She looked at him pleadingly.

No man could say no to a look like that.

Jiang Cong was stunned for a moment, although he didn't know what was going on, he wasn't the kind of person who broke the casserole and asked to the end, so he nodded.

"Okay, that sister-in-law is waiting for me in the car, I'll come back when I go."

After that, Jiang Cong looked at Yu Jin.

Yu Jin came into contact with his upright eyes, his expression was suddenly a little unnatural, his eyes dodged, and he strode forward.

Jiang Cong quickly followed.

Jiang Ke bent down and sat in the car, locked the door, and then leaned on the back of the seat and looked at the phone in a daze.

She knew that her phone call just now was abrupt, and if it was herself, she would definitely feel that the other party had to make inches.

She thought about it, hoping that she would be able to make dinner and apologize to the banquet when she went back next time.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Cong came out.

He got into the car with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened, Jiang Ke didn't ask.

The car sped all the way towards a luxury apartment in the city center.

Half an hour later, the car was parked in the garage, and the sky outside was darkened, Jiang Ke went upstairs and tiptoed open the door.

The whole room was dark.

She didn't turn on the light, fumbled to find her slippers, and bent down to change them.

Just as she cautiously opened her legs and wanted to enter her room, the lights in the living room suddenly turned on.

In the bright light, she stood stiffly in place.

He Yan stood at the railing on the second floor, propped his elbows on the railing, and looked at her quietly with a cold face.

He was wearing a black T-shirt, and under the bright light, his complexion was cold and white, and his pupils were pitch black.

Like a male model in a fashion magazine, handsome, but indifferent.

Jiang Ke met his cold eyes, and a chill ran down his spine.

She hurriedly said, "Did I disturb you?" I'm sorry. ”

He Yan didn't answer, and his long and narrow black eyes projected a mechanical cold light, which was very penetrating.

Jiang Ke didn't wait for his reply, he was a little embarrassed when he stood up, and said, "Are you hungry?" I'll make you dinner, and then you can go." ”

She walked to the sofa and put down her bag, and was just about to go to the kitchen, when suddenly the cold voice of He Yan came from overhead.

"Did you get into trouble at summer camp?"

He really couldn't think of anything other than causing trouble, so that she had to call him to wake him up while he was sleeping, regardless of her own life or death.

His voice fell from the top of his head, like a basin of cold water poured down.

Jiang Ke's scalp was numb, and he subconsciously shook his head: "No." ”

"What happened to that phone call before?"

His questioning made Jiang Ke's breathing almost stop.

She knew that He Yan didn't like her to cause trouble, and she naturally didn't want to magnify Yu Jin's affairs to annoy him.

"Nothing," she insisted. ”

At this moment, footsteps were heard on the stairs.

He Yan came down from the upper floor step by step.

He walked up to Jiang Ke and glanced up and down, his eyes finally falling on her torn skirt.

The white-to-reflective calves in the gap in the skirt dazzled his eyes.

He lowered his eyebrows, "So how did you get this?" ”

Without waiting for Jiang Ke to answer, his voice was low, "You'd better not lie to me, otherwise—"

Jiang Ke shuddered.

"I accidentally scratched it."

She didn't dare to say it.

Hearing this, He Yan didn't ask any further.

He wasn't her father, he didn't think about taking care of her eating and drinking, as long as he didn't make trouble in front of him, he didn't care.

The moment he took his eyes off Jiang Ke's face, his mobile phone rang.

It was a call from Song Jianbo.

He didn't pay any more attention to Jiang Ke, turned around and walked to the side to answer the phone.

An hour later, He Yan's figure appeared in the clubhouse.

He asked Wei Chen to open a big bag, and then went into the private room and sat down.

Wei Chen stood at the door, "Brother He, shall I accompany you to drink?" ”

He didn't dare to find a woman for He Yan, not because He Yan had a wife, but because He Yan had never touched any woman, just like he had no interest in women at all.

"Get out."

He Yan didn't sleep well in the afternoon, so he reached out and rubbed it with a headache.

Wei Chen closed the door and left stupidly.

After a while, Song Jianbo, who was wearing a white shirt, walked into the door of the club.

He was born Qingjun, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and looked like a gentleman, which was incompatible with the atmosphere in the clubhouse.

But no one dared to stop him at the door, and everyone knew that he was a friend of He Yan.

Song Jianbo entered the private room and greeted He Yan first, and then let the people standing at the door also come in.

"He Yan, I brought Song Huai'an to thank you."

The person who came in at the door was Song Huai'an, the younger brother who sent Song Jianbo.

The 19-year-old boy has a clear face, and he is as upright as Song Jianbo, but there is a rebellion in his eyes.

Originally, there was no expression on his face, but he was stunned for a moment when he saw He Yan.

He had never seen a banquet before, and this was the first time.

This legendary mad dog-like man is a little angry with him.

At this moment, He Yan was wearing a black shirt and leaning on the back of the chair, the neckline was open to reveal his sexy collarbone, his complexion was cold and white, and his black eyes were narrow and long, giving people a feeling of being yin and not easy to mess with.

Song Huai'an saw the murderous aura from the bottom of those eyes for no reason, and his back stiffened for a moment.

Song Jianbo walked to He Yan first and sat down, and then looked at Song Huai'an.

"Huai'an, you didn't get fired from this fight, you relied on the help of He Yan, come and thank him and give him a drink."

Song Jianbo always has a sense of preaching when he speaks.

Although Song Huai'an was a little afraid of the banquet, he couldn't listen to his brother's lecture to him, and as soon as he heard his brother speak like this, the evil fire in his heart came out.

He said coldly: "Why should I thank you, I didn't ask him for help." ”

Hearing this, Song Jianbo's face was still calm, and he just glanced up at him.

"I begged for it, but it was all because of you."

Song Huai'an can't see him the most, after all, it's the same at home, he is always a role model in the eyes of his parents, a good son, and he is the copy, the 2.0 who wants to learn from him!

He raised his head sharply to look at He Yan, and suddenly sneered.

"Song Jianbo, you always say that I am almost at the level of interpersonal communication, yes, I really can't compare to you, so good at making friends, making friends like He Yan, who in the whole Beijing City doesn't know He Yan's personality? You're friends with one of his bastards, and you're—"

There was a loud bang, and a glass almost grazed Song Huai'an's cheek and flew over.

He froze in fright, and froze in place.