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In one night, Wen Yiyan's mood was like a roller coaster ride, one up and down, shocking the soul.

Thinking of Jiang Ke's self-introduction, just as Father Fan was about to speak, he was interrupted by Wen Yiyan.

"Dad, from what Little Xing said, you're going back tomorrow?" No matter if it was polite or not, Wen Yiyan only had one thought, and that was to never let him say the word Jiang Ke out loud.

This thought was too strong, so strong that he was willing to abandon his own cultivation. After all, he had abandoned his obsession with Fan Xing, and had even abandoned his own moral bottom line.

Literacy... Nothing to worry about.

Father Fan was obviously surprised for a moment. He did not expect him to change the topic so suddenly. He reacted and said softly, "That's right, we will be going back tomorrow."

After successfully changing the topic, Wen Yiyan heaved a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, "Why don't you stay for a few more days? So we can take you for a walk. "

Fan Xing looked at Father Fan eagerly and nodded in agreement.

Father Fan laughed heartily and waved his hand, saying, "No need. Father is old and does not like to walk around. Seeing that all of you are fine, I feel at ease."

His daughter had a daughter's life, so it was enough for him to see her happy once in a while.

The couple tried persuading Fan that they couldn't keep Fan's father for a few more days, so they had to give up.

After dinner, the three chatted for a while. Father Fan was used to sleeping early, so he went to sleep at around 9 PM.

Because Wen Yiyan was angry and because of Father Fan, he had to be in love with her. Although everything was calm and peaceful, but since his father-in-law was asleep, he didn't want to bother with Fan Xing anymore.

Fan Xing did not care about him, and went to the study room to search for information.

Seeing that it was ten-thirty, Fan Xing's eyes were a little tired. He kept the information carefully and passed by the living room to see that Wen Yiyan was wearing his pajamas and was sitting on the sofa looking at the information.

Fan Xing thought about it, but did not speak to him.

He returned to his room and took his pajamas to take a bath.

After tidying himself up, Fan Xing was a little tired, so he yawned and went to bed.

Just as she laid on the bed, Wen Yiyan came in.

He also laid on the bed, domineering as he embraced Fan Xing. Before she could react, he quickly sealed her mouth, seizing her breath.

However, Wen Yiyan's heart was not at ease, so his actions had deliberately been a little rough, causing her pain.

He restrained himself and panted heavily, threatening, "Don't get too close to those surnamed Jiang in the future."

This was the second time he had warned Fan Xing.

Fan Xing was puzzled. She patiently explained to him, "Senior brother is just senior brother. He will always be senior brother.

Wen Yiyan was still worried.

As long as Fan Xing did not keep his distance from him, his heart would not be able to calm down.

He insisted on a promise: "Promise me to keep his distance."

This time Fan Xing had a temper, he was simply making trouble for no reason.

She had no relationship with her senior brother because they were in the same group. Since her senior brother was always helping her, she could not stop all of her social interaction because of love.

Fan Xing was also a stubborn person, once his temper flared, even ten bulls wouldn't be able to pull him back.

She couldn't agree to this no matter what. Besides, she couldn't always be patient with men. She couldn't give up when it was time to give in, and she couldn't give up her principles when it was time to persevere.

Wen Yiyan was a little angry. This was the first time she was angry at a man, or a man who he thought was a big threat to his heart.

Even though he had used the Eighteen Martial Arts to coerce and entice her, he was still unable to get her to nod in agreement in the end.

Wen Yiyan was furious, he used every means he could think of to make her beg for mercy, only then was he able to fill in the empty space in his heart.

Father Fan was leaving the next day, and the two of them had to get up early to take him to the station.

Wen Yiyan was the first one to wake up. He woke up early in the morning and went out to buy breakfast for the three of them.

At breakfast time, Fan's father was washing his face in the bathroom.

Fan Xing and Wen Yiyan were in the dining hall.

She thought that his anger had abated, so she deliberately tried to find a topic to talk to him. "What do you want for breakfast?"

Wen Yiyan ignored her and served breakfast with his chopsticks, waiting for Fan Xian's father to come out so that he could eat.

Fan Xing continued to work hard: "This Soup Dumplings looks really delicious."

The man ignored her, even though he knew she was trying to be nice.

After expressing good will a few times but to no avail, Fan Xing did not care anymore, as she would definitely not agree to this matter no matter what.

Of course, Wen Yiyan wouldn't treat Fan Xing coldly in front of Father Fan.

The two of them had a very good understanding of each other in this aspect.

The three of them were talking and laughing, and all the unpleasantness would not be shown on the surface.

The matter of the two husband and wife naturally couldn't be worried about by the elders.

"One word, please take care of our Little Star from now on." Before he left, Fan's father was still worried about his daughter.

Wen Yiyan earnestly promised, "Father, I will. Don't worry."

Fan Xing curled his lips. It was not certain who would take care of who.

After sending Fan's father off, Wen Yiyan took a detour to send Fan Xing back to the hospital.

Along the way, Fan Xing looked out of the window quietly without saying a word.

Wen Yiyan's expression remained indifferent, but from last night until now, he had never felt at ease.

In regards to Jiang Ke, she was too unyielding, and refused to give in at all.

He even felt that Fan Xing did not love him as wholeheartedly as before.

As the car drove to the entrance of the hospital, Fan Xing unbuckled his seat belt and wanted to get off.

Wen Yiyan suddenly grabbed her hand and said awkwardly: "You can't have physical contact. After work, you can't chat about emotional issues."

Fan Xing looked at Wen Yiyan in astonishment, she did not expect him to say such a thing.

Even though she and her senior didn't talk about anything else apart from their work.

And these words... She knew that this was Wen Yiyan making a compromise, making a compromise for her. Delight filled her heart, and she had the impulse to kiss him.

However, she recalled last night. He had tormented her so much that she still felt a faint ache at the moment. She had definitely suppressed that thought just now.

It was rare for him to put on airs, so Fan Xing replied in a cold and aloof tone, "Mmm."

Without waiting for him to speak, she got out of the car, walked to the hospital building without looking back.

Wen Yiyan watched as Fan Xing walked far away. His thoughts were in a mess, he felt that there were some things that had not only gone awry, but also that there was some unexpected danger that lay between them.

Right now, in his heart, Jiang Ke was like a thorn. He wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't find its exact location.

His heart would not be at peace for a moment longer.