Song Jianbo deliberately chose a restaurant with a very private environment, with elegant private rooms and a faint incense, which can make people sitting and eating in it involuntarily relax.

He Yan came alone, as soon as he entered the door, he pulled out a chair and sat down, his posture was a little lazy, obviously he didn't sleep well last night.

Song Jianbo personally poured him tea, and Si Swen said: "I didn't sleep last night?" Don't just rely on your youth to come nonsense, black and white are reversed, and you will-"

"Song Jianbo, I'm not here to listen to you."

He Yan interrupted him lazily, took out a cigarette and lit one, the crimson cigarette butt reflected in his dark narrow eyes, revealing a little dangerous feeling.

Song Jianbo swallowed back the rest of the sermon and pushed the teacup in front of him.

"Yesterday it was Song Huai'an who was ignorant, I apologized to you for him, and I replaced the wine with tea."

"Trouble, do I look like such a stingy person?"

He Yan felt that Song Jianbo was good at everything, but he was young and smelled of an old man, probably this is what outsiders call bookishness, anyway, he, a person who has never studied in college, doesn't understand, and it is impossible for him to understand it in his life.

Song Jianbo was choked by him twice, and was a little speechless when he put down the water glass.

"Don't you have something to ask me? Just ask. ”

He Yan suddenly looked abrupt, and casually pinched his cigarette: "How many times have you been in love?" ”

Song Jianbo almost squirted out the tea he had just drunk, coughed lightly and covered his face with his hands, his face was about to turn red, "Why are you asking this?" ”

"If you've never been in love, how can you answer my questions?"

When Song Jianbo heard this, he suddenly realized something, and asked rhetorically: "Do you like Jiang Ke?!" ”

He Yan's cigarette butt almost burned his hands, and he pressed the cigarette butt into the plate, his face a little heavy.

"Are you crazy?"

How could he possibly like that idiot who cries at every turn?

Song Jianbo saw that his face was not good, and then saw that he was pinching the water cup, looking like he was about to smash it at any time, and his face was a little stiff.

"I haven't talked about it, but I've had a crush on someone."

He didn't tell anyone about it.

He thought He Yan was asking, but He Yan actually said: "That's okay, you know what it's like to like someone, then you help me analyze and analyze, what does Jiang Ke mean?" ”

He told Jiang Ke about his strange behavior yesterday, and specially emphasized that she cried after seeing the wound and begged him not to die.

Song Jianbo listened and pondered something.

"I think she seems to like you."

It's not strange to like a feast.

People in the circle don't like He Yan because of He Yan's status as an illegitimate child, and many things he has done over the years are very out of line.

But Jiang is not a person in the circle, she has not been affected by the outside world, she has just married He Yan, He Yan is handsome and rich.

If you don't like it, it's not normal.

After Song Jianbo finished speaking, He Yan did not have the slightest joy on his face.

"Congratulatory feast." Song Jianbo spoke again, wanting to persuade him to be gentle with Jiang Ke, but He Yan suddenly pushed away the chair and stood up, striding out.

He was in a hurry, and collided directly with the waiter who came in with the food, and the plate fell to the ground, and some oil splashed on his clothes.

The waiter hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, "I'm sorry sir!" ”

He Yan's face sank, and he scolded: "Get out!" ”

The waiter cried and stepped aside, and He Yan strode out of the restaurant.

He got into the car and kicked the gas pedal straight for his apartment.

This weekend, Jiang Ke didn't go to class.

When He Yan entered the door, she was sitting cross-legged on the sofa reading a book.

She was wearing pajamas that were sent to her a few days before the banquet, and he hadn't seen it, but today he saw that it was light pink, with some small red hearts printed on it.

The neckline is opened relatively low, revealing the fair skin on the chest.

Her shorts had just reached the base of her thighs, and she was sitting cross-legged, her legs thin and white.

"Jiang Ke."

He didn't change his shoes, and strode up to her.

Jiang Ke raised his head when he heard the voice, and was startled when he saw that it was He Yan who had gone and returned.

When she saw him go out, she thought he wouldn't be back today.

"Did you forget something?"

She realized that her movements were not very elegant, and she got off the sofa in a panic, but when she put on her shoes, she didn't know how to turn around, and the whole person instantly lost her balance and tilted to the side.

Horror flashed across her face, and she subconsciously reached out to grab the only object in front of her—He Yan.

He Yan didn't hide, she grabbed her shirt.

Jiang Ke finally stood firm, and when he was glad that he didn't fall, he realized that he was still holding on to He Yan's clothes.

And the clothes were all pulled and deformed by her, and the muscles in He Yan's chest were exposed.

She hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to grab your clothes." ”

He Yan looked down at her, his eyes were extremely gloomy, with a little bit of killing intent.

"Jiang Ke, do you like me?"

In a word, like a stick on Jiang Ke's head, her eyes were full of stars, and her expression was in a trance.

"What?"

He Yan looked down at her ignorant eyes, a strange thing flashed in his heart, and his voice became even lower.

"Are you deaf?!"

Jiang Ke's expression became more and more trance-like.

She heard it, but she didn't understand it.

When did she say she liked him?

Is she crazy?!

Her consciousness was gradually pulled back, and she realized what He Yan was talking about.

Her eyes gradually widened as she looked at He Yan.

"Why—all of a sudden?"

She didn't dare to say directly: what are you crazy about?

He Yan looked at the panic in her eyes and sneered.

"Sure enough, I said, why are you suddenly so worried about me, cooking for me, and afraid that I will die or something, Jiang Ke, you really impress me."

When He Yan said these words, his eyes were full of mockery.

Jiang Ke suddenly understood, why he asked this, it turned out that it was because of her behavior yesterday, which made him misunderstand.

She raised her head and looked into He Yan's eyes again.

She's tempted to say no, I don't like you.

But she looked at He Yan's eyes full of murderous intent, thinking of his outrageous behavior, she had no doubt that if she dared to deny half a word now, He Yan would throw her out directly, not only would she not want her and this child, but she would not help her find her brother again.

Sweat broke down her spine as she found herself being pushed to the precipice by He Yan, and there was only one choice.

- admit it herself, she likes him.