deliberate kiss

Cheng Weiyue didn't know that for the whole night, he had almost turned the entire city center upside down in order to find her.

Jiang Jinran thought, what the doctor said was right, he has a cold nature and it is difficult to express emotions about anything.

But Cheng Weiyue is different, she is a natural exception with him.

Jiang Jinran just looked at her, and actually wanted to ask her many times: Cheng Weiyue, are you disappointed in me?

But after thinking about it, even I didn't know where such questioning came from.

Wasn't he originally like this?
What else should I care about? What does Cheng Weiyue think.

Obviously from the very beginning, he returned to China to look for her, wasn't it also because he learned that she had an affair with Zhou Jingwei?

Otherwise, how could he put down so many things and go back to China to find her.

He didn't have a pure purpose in the first place, so what does it matter what Cheng Weiyue thinks of him now?

Thinking of this, Jiang Jinran chuckled, calmed down the surging emotions in his eyes, and drove away.

But I have to say that he is still a little envious of Zhou Jingwei.

Cheng Weiyue loves the kind of gentleman who lacks everything, has no worries about food and clothing, and enjoys a bright future, right?

And he is destined not to be her ideal.

Nan En was waiting in the nursing home, with Kevin beside him.

"Ma'am, don't worry, Berial is doing things properly and nothing will happen." Kevin comforted the sad woman.

The bitterness on Nan En's face intensified instead. She shook her head slowly and sighed softly: "You don't understand, burn him...he is too irrational sometimes."

Kevin didn't say anything, but there was some sarcasm in his heart.

sane?
But Jiang Jinran's seat was never one that a rational person could sit securely.

The life of licking blood with the tip of a knife is not something a rational person would like to live.

He was originally a lunatic.

At this moment, Jiang Jinran's car stopped not far away.

Nan En's eyes lit up immediately, and he said happily, "I'll cook him some supper."

After speaking, she walked briskly inside.

Jiang Jinran got out of the car and saw the restrained and apprehensive expression on Kevin's face.

He tugged at the corners of his lips, the scarlet lips were too thick: "What's wrong? Looking at me like that?"

"Berial, madam is very worried about you." Kevin paused and said, "Have you found Miss Cheng?"

"I found it," Jiang Jinran's tone was lax and tired: "You can go back."

Kevin hesitated to speak, and after a long while, he forced himself to ask, "Aren't you going to take Miss Cheng back?"

"Cheng Weiyue is Zhou Jingwei's girlfriend, how can I take it with me?" Jiang Jinran chuckled lightly: "Or do you think she will go with me willingly?"

"But you are so kind to her." Kevin was very indignant.

Is it good?
Jiang Jinran didn't think so.

It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, anyway, he didn't think about asking for anything.

Nan En held the chicken soup and stood at the door of the study.

After a long time, she finally plucked up the courage to go in.

The moonlight has faded, and the morning sun has faded into red light.

Jiang Jinran stood by the window sill, wearing only a pair of black trousers.

He turned his back to Nan En, and the scars on his back were unobstructed.

After all, it was a piece of flesh that fell from his body. Nan En's hand holding the tray trembled, and he said distressedly: "Ran Ran. The injury on your body."

"It's all thanks to the good father you found for me, why do you have to pretend here?" Jiang Jinran turned to look at Nan En when he said this.

Sure enough, the latter had complicated pain on his face.

"He didn't mean it." Nan En stammered and explained, "He has no children, so he has high expectations for you."

"Of course, when I tried to blow him up, his expectations of me climbed to the peak. What he needs is such an heir." Jiang Jinran walked towards Nan En, and said softly, "Mom, is this Isn't that what you expect from me?"

Nan En covered her face and wept bitterly.

She shrugged her shoulders and trembled: "Ran Ran. Mom knows it's wrong. Let's find a quiet place and live a normal life, okay?"

"It's a pity," Jiang Jinran suddenly approached her, and said in a soft voice next to her ear, "After all, what I want is the Zhou family."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Nan En suddenly looked up at Jiang Jinran, with tears in his eyes: "You have nothing to do with the Zhou family!"

"Whether it matters or not, I know in my own mind. I am not a child anymore, and I can find out far more than you can imagine." Jiang Jinran looked at the soup on the table, picked it up, and did not leak a single drop. Throwing it into the trash can: "Also, I have told you many times that I am allergic to seafood."

"I'm sorry I forgot, I'll do something else for you." Nan En's expression was embarrassed.

Jiang Jinran had long since accepted the strangeness, he shook his head slowly, with a hint of persuasion: "You don't need to do such useless work."

Nan En was exhausted to the extreme.

She shouldn't have softened her heart in the first place and gave birth to this child.

And Jiang Jinran passed her and walked outside.

Nan En held his hand as if waking up from a dream: "Zin Ran, you are abroad, no matter how crazy you want, your mother will not stop you, but you don't want to go to Jingcheng, okay?"

Jiang Jinran saw the tears on Nan En's face.

It's just a pity that now he won't be moved by such worthless tears.

Without saying a word, he walked outside.

Behind him was Nan En's low cry.
Cheng Weiyue went to buy a new mobile phone early the next morning, but she didn't tell Zhou Jingwei about Gu Lanshan, thinking that since the matter had passed, there was no need to pursue it.

At the school gate, Chu Manxiao, who hadn't shown up for a long time, was standing in the middle of the crowd, accompanied by the principal and others, visiting the school.

She saw Cheng Weiyue approaching from a distance, with a kind smile on her face: "I know this child, she is from Jingcheng, and I have seen many of her works."

The principal with the red beard had an excited look on his face when he heard this.

He waved to Cheng Weiyue, signaling her to go over.

And Chu Manxiao also looked at her and smiled, as if nothing happened, calm and composed.

Once Cheng Weiyue was arranged to meet with Chu Manxiao alone.

It's just that the atmosphere this time is obviously more embarrassing.

Chu Manxiao sipped the tea for a long time, then slowly put down the teacup in her hand, and said, "Miss Cheng, I just want to ask you one thing today."

In the huge meeting room, every time Chu Manxiao spoke, there was an echo.

This literary and well-maintained woman looks so noble and pampered.

She has been proud all her life and has been praised all her life.

But all of this should not belong to her.

Cheng Weiyue didn't move the teacup in front of her. She looked at the ripples in the tea with no expression on her face, and said lightly: "Ms. Chu, I don't think I need to answer any of your questions."