"Congratulations, congratulations."

Jiang Ke hurriedly stretched out his little hand to resist He Yan's chest, but the strong chest in front of him was like a rock, and he didn't move at all.

Her heart was flustered, and her ears were red.

He Yan stared lazily into her eyes, and his voice was low.

"How long is it going to be?"

Jiang can really avoid it, so he can only answer: "There is still a week to ......"

When it came to the last two words, her voice was faint.

"Huh?"

He Yan let out a soft snort in his nose, like a response, and like a teasing.

Jiang Ke didn't dare to look him in the eyes, lowered his head and said, "You're tired today, just rest early after eating the fruit, I, I'll go down first." ”

Her heart was pounding, and she felt He Yan's hand around her waist tighten again, for fear of being dragged into the room.

Fortunately, He Yan did not embarrass her.

"Go to bed early, don't move around except for school these days, if there is a next time-" He let go of his hand and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "When you die at the hands of others, I won't care about you." ”

Jiang Ke shuddered, turned around and fled.

It wasn't until her thin figure disappeared at the top of the stairs that He Yan withdrew his gaze.

He raised his hand and wiped the ambiguous water stains from the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, and raised his eyebrows.

He Yan's injury to He Sui'an was also hastily resolved in the end, after all, this matter also started because of Wei Qin, even if she wanted to hold He Yan responsible, she couldn't find a strong explanation, so she could only eat the dumb loss in a muffled voice.

Afterwards, Jiang Ke also talked to Mrs. He on the phone, and the two chatted about Wei Qin's motives.

Mrs. He said: "In fact, He Yan's mother used to work in the He Group, and she was He Hong's right-hand man, and she had a good relationship with Wei Qin, and then the two didn't know how to get pregnant with He Yan - Wei Qin suppressed He Yan everywhere, probably because he hated his mother for privately dealing with He Hong, inquiring about his mother's cemetery, and probably wanted to use some means to rectify He Yan." ”

Jiang Ke was horrified when he heard it.

Wei Qin did not resent He Hong, the initiator, but vented all his anger on the innocent He Yan, which made people dare not agree with this practice.

But she didn't dare to talk nonsense in front of Mrs. He, and after confirming that the He family would not come to trouble He Yan, she hung up the phone with confidence.

To this day, although she is still a little afraid of the banquet, she gradually breeds a sense of sympathy.

This person has parents, but he is even more miserable than her, who has no father and no mother.

At least she had a happy childhood, and now that she thinks about it, she will be happy with a smile on her face.

Instead of being like He Yan, the time spent living with his mother has become a taboo, and he can't even mention it, and even his mother's grave has to be hidden and tucked away, for fear of being discovered by someone with a heart.

For several days, Jiang Ke went home from class on time and made dinner for the banquet.

He Yan was disgusted, but every time he ate nothing, he even took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Three days have passed, and the injury on Jiang Ke's leg has been getting better day by day, and he is no longer limping when he walks, and there is almost no problem with it.

That evening, she had just finished class when she received a call from Jiang Cong.

"Sister-in-law, you go home early today, don't go anywhere."

Jiang Ke was inexplicably a little uneasy, and said nervously: "Did He Yan go to worship his mother?" ”

Jiang Cong's tone was cold, "Sister-in-law, don't ask about things you shouldn't ask." ”

The phone hangs up.

After Jiang Ke was sent home by the people sent by Jiang Cong, he first cooked and ate by himself, and then began to do the last night that the teacher had arranged.

But after a while, there was a sudden strong wind outside the window, and lightning and thunder roared.

When Jiang Ke stood up to reach the open window, a thunderclap exploded in her ears, startling her.

The torrential rain fell in an instant, pouring her head and face.

She hurriedly closed the window and walked downstairs, the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room were not closed, and the heavy rain rolled up the curtains and danced wildly in the air, pouring rain on the ground.

As she walked over and slammed the floor door shut, there was a sudden sound of the door opening behind her, followed by the thud of a heavy object hitting the wall.

"Who?!"

Jiang Ke's little heart was pounding, and through the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling window, he could see the tall figure coming out of the entrance.

"Congratulatory feast."

Jiang Ke turned around and looked at the black-clothed He Yan.

His handsome facial features are expressionless, and his cold white complexion gives people a sense of coldness under the incandescent light.

At this moment, his obsidian-like eyes were looking straight in Jiang Ke's direction.

Jiang Ke sensed a hint of danger from this unusual atmosphere.

She turned to He Yan's toes and pinned them in place, not going any further.

"Have you eaten?"

She asked tentatively.

He Yan did not answer.

His height of 1.87 meters stood at the entrance, making the entire ceiling look a little shorter.

The atmosphere was very solemn, and his eyes were getting colder and colder, like a sharp sword forged by frost, stabbing towards Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke held his breath and whispered, "He Yan, what's wrong with you?" Is something wrong? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, He Yan suddenly took a step forward and strode towards her.

His footsteps carried the sound of the wind breaking through the air, and when he approached Jiang Ke, Jiang Ke smelled the cold and humidity unique to the cemetery on his body.

In the blink of an eye, he was close.

Jiang Ke's pupils subconsciously dilated, and before she could ask a second question, He Yan had already dragged her arm and pushed open the door of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The wind swept the torrential rain and hit Jiang Ke's entire back, and she shivered coldly.

"He Yan ......" her voice trembled slightly, and she was afraid to cry.

He Yan didn't look down at her, but dragged her by the arm to the terrace in the rainstorm.

Jiang Ke trembled and staggered all the way, shouting in his mouth: "He Yan, you, you scared me......"

In the next second, her whole body was pressed against the fence, and the upper body itself was suspended in the air.

This is the top floor of the building, the storm hit Jiang Ke's trembling eyelids, she glanced down slightly, the cars and streets downstairs were like scenes in mini toys.

Her whole body began to tremble violently, and she subconsciously stretched out her hands and grabbed He Yan's arm pressed on her chest.

"He Yan, what's wrong with you, you?"

His sleeves were rolled up, and Jiang Ke could only grab his bare forearm, but because of the rain, he seemed to be a little unable to grasp it.

Jiang Ke's breathing was about to stop, and he looked at the black-faced rakshasa man in front of him.

He was staring at her, his eyes dark and devoid of any temperature.

"Jiang Ke, do you really think that being pregnant with my child is a talisman? Think I don't dare kill you? ”