In the evening, under Cheng Huan's "gaze", Jian Yan hardened her head and drank a bowl of porridge.
While he went to the kitchen to pack up, Jane Yan went to the bathroom and threw up in the dark.
She is in good health and has no hidden diseases. Just thinking that these foods are cooked by Cheng Huan, she can't stop nausea.
Maybe it's all psychological.
Recently, Jian Yan is in a very poor spirit and in a depressed state. It's nothing to fill in more anorexia.
Cheng Huan looked at her pale face when she came out of the bathroom. She frowned helplessly. After hesitating for a few seconds, she still ordered a takeout with her mobile phone.
Jian Yan didn't take a few bites of the takeout.
She was wrapped in a blanket and leaned against the bed. She was distracted. Now she had too many things in her brain and needed some time to sort them out. Just thinking, her mobile phone suddenly rang.
As soon as she turned on the phone, she didn't wait to make a phone call to her partner.
First, a few normal greetings. Slowly, the partner expressed the key points inside and outside the words, and intended to make the shares in hand 50% of the market price. As for the reason, the partner said that his parents were far away in the South and wanted to be around in the past.
This reason is very sufficient. Jian Yan didn't refuse, just said to think about it.
To tell the truth, Jane Yan had thought about buying out the shares held by her partners and taking back the whole company before, but the risk is too great. Although her company is small, it involves too many problems in all aspects. The simplest one is that the market price is 50% off, which is also a huge expenditure.
Most of the money in her hands is on the company, and some of the existing funds are certainly not enough to pay the partners.
Before long, the bedroom door was pushed open and Cheng Huan came in from the outside.
In the midsummer season, the room is air-conditioned, neither cold nor hot. He just took a shower, wearing only a pair of pajamas with wide shoulders and narrow waist, strong chest muscles and long legs.
Jane Yan only glanced and moved her eyes.
Then, she felt the bed sink. Then, Cheng Huan's long arm climbed over and pulled her into her arms. "You can be angry with me, but don't make fun of your body. You still have to eat rice, okay?"
His tone was light but dignified.
Jane Yan's body tightened and tried to move away from him and pull out a little distance.
Cheng Huan still hugged her waist and pulled some more into his arms. "Who just answered the phone? What's the matter?"
Jane Yan moved, "did you hear it?" She felt that her mobile phone had been monitored by Cheng Huan before.
Cheng Huan looked at her in his spare time, and his fingers stirred her soft hair. "I'm short of money, aren't I?"
He didn't explain or admit it.
But these four faint words have given an accurate answer from the side.
Cheng Huan took the phone from Jian Yan's hand, pressed the power off again, threw it to the bedside table, and turned off the lamp. He lay down with her on his side. "I'll send someone to deal with these. Don't worry about it, and the company will always be yours."
Jane Yan was stunned. "What do you mean?"
"Your partner wants to transfer the shares back to his hometown. I'll pay to buy the shares back, which can not only help you keep the company, but also help the partner get out of trouble and go home early."
"You pay?" Jane Yan caught the point.
"You don't want to use my money?" Cheng Huan looked at her and kissed the tip of her nose in a dark color.
Jian Yan only felt cold, subconsciously shrunk back, and the words of rejection blurted out, "no, No."
"Is there any difference between yours and mine?" Cheng Huan held her slender arm, like Jian Yan's usual cat wrestling, but she didn't feel any warmth in her doting, "you haven't cared about me for so long, thank you..."
Jian Yan's heart seemed to have been punched by someone, which made her almost out of breath.
Can you imagine.
It's normal for one party to treat him sincerely, treat him as a boyfriend and a future husband, and take good care of him like glue.
But the other party regarded her as a lover from the beginning. They just wanted to clear the money and goods and not owe each other!
Jane Yan can't tell any feeling from her painful heart. It seems that the whole heart has been hollowed out. What's more pain?
Cheng Huan seemed to notice something wrong with her and rubbed her cheek. "Even if you talk about feelings, you can't get rid of material. Money is very vulgar and necessary, and I'm willing to spend money for you."
Jian Yan finally regained consciousness and pushed him hard with her elbow. Taking advantage of Cheng Huan's pain, she just earned it from his arms. "I can't argue with you now. Cheng Huan, don't go too far!"
Cheng Huan was silent.
A repressive atmosphere pervaded each other.
Jane Yan wanted to get up and go to the next room, but before she could move, she was caught off guard and dragged back by Cheng Huan. "Let me hold it for a while, or I'll do something. You know."
Jane Yan was stunned and gave up.
Cheng Huan gently rubbed her soft palm with his fingers. In the dark, his mellow voice said hoarsely, "your body is really OK, and the child can be born, that is... The probability may be lower."
At the beginning, he still didn't let the people sent by his mother succeed.
It was also at that moment that Cheng Huan gradually recognized his heart. In the past, he always listened to Moyuan's ridicule of Zuo Zhan and added two sentences with a smile, saying that Zuo Zhan didn't understand love and cherish. Since he was separated, it's good to get together and break up. We can continue to be friends. Why should we be stubborn.
When the facts really happened to him, Cheng Huan completely understood Zuo Zhan.
In this world, there is only one wish, one Jane Yan.
I missed it. Zuo Zhan, where can I find it.
What should he do again.
Cheng's mother doesn't agree. She doesn't hesitate to threaten Cheng Huan with her life and force Cheng Huan to swear that she can't marry Jian Yan in this life and let Jian Yan have children of the Cheng family. Therefore, Cheng Huan will give her everything except the title and children.
"I'll talk about the child later. Ah Yan, you said we were lying in the same bed, so close, but I felt so far away from you..."
Jane Yan felt uncomfortable and wanted to plug her ears.
Cheng Huan took her hand and put it on his heart. The warm body temperature combined with the regular beating of the heart under the palm is Cheng Huan's heartbeat. This man is crazy and strong like a devil. He has a heart no different from ordinary people.
Jane Yan curled up her fingers and wanted to take them back, but Cheng Huan held them tighter. She also heard him sigh, "how can we go back to the past?"
Jane Yanwei paused, silently retracted her hand and turned around.
In the dark vision, Cheng Huan looked at the curve on his side and looked at the figure representing rejection. He slowly sank his breath, "remember your father."
There was no accident. Jane Yan was suffocated.
"You always hide from me and reject me. Ah Yan, do you think I might reunite your father and daughter?" Cheng Huan finally threw out his deadly mace.
Jane Yan quickly lifted herself up and sat up. She tried her best to suppress her thoughts. When she turned to him, she tore off her pajamas and said, "... Do it."
That's what he wants.
In the dark, Cheng Huan's eyes were darker. He put his hand on Jian Yan's wrist and pulled the man back to his arms. "Don't do it, don't do it tonight."
He kissed her cheek gently, and the low voice of the words rolled out in the wet tongue. The charming tenderness was infinite, "ah Yan, let's make three rules."
"First, everything should listen to me."
"Second, don't reject me."
"Third, no matter big or small, you should contact me at the first time."
Cheng Huan's thin cocoon fingers held her cheek. "If I can do it, I can consider letting you see your father."
Jane Yan's empty brain was stressed by gongs and drums. It was not only the eardrum that was broken, but also all the nerves. She looked at him numbly and said mechanically, "Cheng, Huan, I, late, morning, meeting, letting, you, later, regret!"