Chapter 83

"No, nothing." Yeyufan hurriedly wants to retract his hand.

Unprepared, Ji Jing'an suddenly leaned over from behind to grab her hand. In a panic, the dishes in her hand were unstable. They all fell on the expensive floor, falling apart and rolling around. With the leftovers left unfinished, they splashed everywhere in a mess.

Looking down at his masterpiece, ye Yufan looked silly and whispered an apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

She doesn't have eyes on the back of her head. Who knows he suddenly came to grab her injured left hand?

"Don't move."

Ji Jing'an frowned deeply, took her soft waist with his big palm, gently held the person in his arms, carefully avoided the broken fragments on the ground, hurried to the sofa in the hall and placed her on it. When his cold eyes swept over her slender fingers wrapped around OK tension, they quickly sank cold.

"I was a little distracted when cutting vegetables. I was accidentally cut by a kitchen knife. It's a small wound. It will be fine in two or three days." Night Yufan secretly aims at jijing'an with his shoulders collapsed. Seeing that his face is very ugly, he becomes uneasy in his heart.

It's just a small injury. She's not so spoiled at all.

After listening to her explanation, Ji Jing'an frowned more tightly, "what do you think? You're distracted, huh?"

What do you think?

I wonder if it's freezing when he drives out on a snowy day?

Think he's in danger?

I think he's so late. Why don't he come back?

But can she tell him this without shame?

"No, I didn't think of anything." Yu Guang from the corner of Ye Yufan's eye glanced at the handsome face of jijing'an's cold pity. He was careful that his liver couldn't help shaking and hurriedly pulled a lie, "I'm a little worried about my father. I don't know how he is now, where he is, and how is he?"

Jijing'an looked cold and calm. In fact, he had been holding his breath and waiting to hear the answer he wanted from her mouth, but her words finally came out, but he was extremely disappointed.

What she said was so far away from what he expected.

Covered with fatigue, he climbed up the cold heart bit by bit. He was condescending, stared at her side face faintly, and laughed silently, "don't worry, Mr. Ye, he's fine."

After saying that, Jijing Amway turned around without hesitation, stepped on the stairs with long legs and hurried up the second floor.

Night Yufan stared at his cold and heavy back and saw a touch of loneliness and sadness lingering around him. Inexplicably, his heart suddenly tingled.

She seems to have said the wrong thing and provoked him again?

But she's worried about her father. What's wrong?

Night Yufan sat on the sofa for a long time, holding ten fingers together, just like a tangled mood.

She hung her head and stared at the blue cotton slippers under her feet. For a long time, she didn't move.

The man probably didn't notice that this pair of shoes and the pair under his feet are lovers. Her upper is embroidered with a small white rabbit and his upper is embroidered with a domineering black rabbit. However, they are embroidered on the inconspicuous upper. We should look for them carefully before we can see them.

She bought it on a whim.

Ji Jingan has always been a man of absolute power. How can he bow his head to find such small details?

Night Yufan bit his lower lip and bitterly spit on himself in his heart.

It's just a deal. Remember, abandon greed and don't forget your original heart.

The more expectations, the greater disappointment.

Before long, the cell phone in my pocket rang.

Night Yufan took it out and saw that jijing'an sent her a video.

She put her hand on the screen and opened it gently.

In the video, her father yezhenyuan returned to his hometown in the countryside, washed away the smell of businessmen, and talked and laughed with a group of friends of similar age. He looked in good spirits.

Unexpectedly, jijing'an quietly paid attention to the news of yezhenyuan for her behind her. Yeyufan had mixed feelings and looked up at the second floor. The upstairs was quiet and could not hear anything.

In the study, the door is closed.

Jijing leaned against the French window and pressed all the indoor lights on, but he still couldn't warm his cold heart like snow.

He hurriedly took out the cigarette box and lighter from his pocket, and the action of lighting a cigarette was very hasty.

Every time he was in a bad mood, only cigarette silence accompanied him.

After smoking three or four cigarettes in succession, he called Ni Wei, "contact Mo Yurou. Tomorrow morning, at 10 o'clock, blue sky cafe."

If Ji Baizheng wants to take action, he will only be directly targeted at him. Moreover, the means are secretive and comprehensive, and he can't find any clues.

Only Mo Yurou, the woman who came back from abroad for nearly a month, is the most suspect behind the scenes.

It was probably Robert who called her back.

Jijing'an lit a cigarette again and smoked it. Her cold thin lips pursed.

As soon as I came back, I gave him a bully. My mind and means were much more cruel than before.

Remembering what Mo Yurou had done for him before, the dark long eyebrow tightened tightly and thought deeply.

What annoyed her most was not that she wanted her life because she knew what his bottom line was, but that she pretended to be mysterious, printed the appearance of Ji Baizheng on 4A paper and wrote such a funny line.

She thought that Ji Baizheng could make herself fall in love with her again?

This idea is really dirty!

In a villa in the north of the city, Mo Yurou was wearing silky pajamas and lying on a gorgeous big bed.

This villa was bought by Ji Jing'an. Who knows, a series of strange things will happen later, which surprised her by surprise. She made the most wrong decision in panic, and finally lost what she thought should not be lost.

But if she made a mistake, can't she be given a chance to correct it and start from scratch?

When he was most embarrassed, she had seen all of them, and she didn't dislike them, but why didn't Ji Jing'an want to?

Up to now, there is not even a greeting between friends.

Mo Yurou put her hand on her face and felt her delicate and perfect face with self pity. Her beautiful eyes were as cold as ice.

At this time, the mobile phone on the bedside table rang.

She jumped over happily. Seeing that it was a strange number, she didn't think about it. She said softly, "Jing'an, are you finally willing to come to me?"

Over there, Ni Wei laughed loudly, "Mo Yurou, you have done so many things and expect Jing'an to call you. Tut Tut, how big is your face?"

Mo Yurou's face turned white after being stabbed. She took a breath and barely maintained her demeanor. "It's Ni Shao. What's the matter with looking for me so late?"

Ni Wei sneered, "Jing'an asked me to send a message. I'll see you at blue sky cafe at 10 a.m. tomorrow."

Without waiting for Mo Yurou to speak again, the other party hung up impolitely.

Mo Yurou, who was expecting, didn't mind. She got out of bed, opened her wardrobe and happily chose the fancy clothes to wear tomorrow.

She wants to make Ji Jing'an amazing again, just like before.