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This voice was both familiar and strange.

Among the people I met in the past two days, there were only two people who were dissatisfied with Tang Yishen, one was Jiang She, and the other was Zhou Yunsheng.

Zhou Yunsheng didn't know she lived here at all, and the voice didn't sound like Zhou Yunsheng's, it was more like Jiang She.

Wen Zhiyao picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board, turned around quickly, pointed the kitchen knife at Jiang Amnesty, his eyes were full of provocation.

"Boss Jiang, you are really boring. You can make such jokes. How grown-up are you?" Wen Zhiyao said with dissatisfaction, and his dissatisfaction with Jiang She was mixed between the lines.

Jiang She was suspicious. Wen Zhiyao's initial words were full of fear, but she guessed who he was so quickly. This woman is quite smart.

Could it be that from the very beginning, Wen Zhiyao was just acting with him?
Jiang Amnesty took back the nunchaku and looked at the person facing him with embarrassment, "I think the days are boring enough, so I'll find something fun to do to pass our boring time."

Wen Zhiyao withdrew the kitchen knife, and warned sharply, "If I really thought you were a bad guy, and the knife fell just now, I'm afraid Mr. Jiang will be carried into the ambulance now, aren't you afraid?"

"Being hacked into the hospital by you happened to be able to rely on you because of it, and you also had to go to the hospital to take care of me. Thinking about it this way, it's not bad." Jiang She smiled hippie, and was not frightened by Wen Zhiyao's tone at all.

Wen Zhiyao put the kitchen knife back on the cutting board, and Jiang She, who was at the side, smelled the aroma, and leaned forward curiously, "What did you cook? It smells so good."

"I cooked pork rib noodles. I was too fascinated by the TV series just now, so I didn't have time to eat it. After it cooled, I put it back in the pot and heated it again."

"Any extra? I'm hungry too."

"Didn't you have dinner with those friends?" Wen Zhiyao asked curiously. In the past, Jiang Amnesty would only come back after eating with his friends.

She habitually only made her own portion.

Jiang Amnesty shook his head, "No, those people are getting more and more stingy now, they don't even treat me to a meal."

Wen Zhiyao asked straightforwardly, "They don't invite you, and it's not that you don't have money, you can eat by yourself."

Jiang Amnesty just wanted to come back to have dinner with Wen Zhiyao, but his words were not as transparent as what he said, this woman is usually so smart, why did she look so stupid when she encountered this kind of thing?

"I don't want to eat alone outside. Anyway, there are a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator at home. It would be a pity to throw them away if I can't finish them." Jiang Amnesty casually pulled back a reason.

Wen Zhiyao could tell from Jiang She's reason that he wanted to come back to eat.

Those people outside wished they could step on a stool and climb a tall branch like Jiang She, so how could they not want to invite him to dinner.

She just deliberately teased Jiang She, who made him such a big joke.

If she wasn't smart enough, she would probably be ridiculed in the future if Jiang Amnesty hadn't played with her right now.

"Unfortunately, I only made my own portion, without yours, if you want to eat, you can make it yourself." Wen Zhiyao filled a bowl, and there was still a lot left in the pot.

The corner of Jiang She's mouth curled into a smile, and he picked up an empty bowl and filled it up, "It's okay, I don't have much appetite tonight."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Amnesty finished the last mouthful of pork rib soup in the pot.

Wen Zhiyao originally made a serving for one person, but the dough became lumpy, and it was soaked in soup water, so the serving for one person became a serving for three people.

She only ate a small bowl, and Jiang She ate the rest by himself.

With such a person by my side, I no longer have to worry about leftovers at home.

"Mr. Jiang, how many days have you not eaten?" Wen Zhiyao teased.

Immediately, he put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and signaled Jiang Amnesty to wash the pots and dishes, "I cooked today, so you have to wash the dishes."

Jiang Amnesty did not refuse, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and went to the kitchen.

Wen Zhiyao felt sleepy after eating, took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The mobile phone in the living room kept ringing messages from WeChat.

After Jiang She finished washing the dishes, he wiped his hands and returned to the living room. The screen of the phone turned on and then went off, repeatedly.

Without exception, all of them were sent by Zhou Yunsheng.

Zhou Yunsheng: I know you are depressed, and I accept all your insults to me.

Zhou Yunsheng: I still have you in my heart, and I know you also have me in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't scold me like that.

Zhou Yunsheng: Only when you really care about someone will you call and scold him in the middle of the night.

Zhou Yunsheng: Wen Zhiyao, I will look for you tomorrow.

Casually glanced at the phone, Jiang Amnesty saw the last message.

Zhou Yunsheng really lingers, he has done so many shameless things, yet he has no shame in coming to Wen Zhiyao.

Jiang Amnesty put the phone back on the table, and all the previous good mood dissipated.

After Wen Zhiyao took a shower, he found that his phone was gone. He opened the door, and Jiang She was no longer in the living room. He picked up the phone on the table, and went back to the room while wiping his hair.

Standing in front of the guardrail on the second floor, Jiang Amnesty witnessed all of Wen Zhiyao's actions.

Zhou Yunsheng has been pestering Wen Zhiyao all this time, what if she changes her mind again?
A bad idea spread in Jiang She's mind.

If Wen Zhiyao really changed his mind, what should he do?
Jiang Amnesty was lying on the bed, having inexplicable insomnia that night.
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Wen Zhiyao fell asleep until dawn, and after washing up, Jiang Amnesty had already put breakfast on the table.

"Did you rest well last night?" Jiang Amnesty greeted proactively.

Wen Zhiyao sat at the dining table, looked at the sumptuous breakfast, and nodded, "Not bad, Mr. Jiang, I find that your craftsmanship is getting better and better now."

After taking a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, Wen Zhiyao praised vaguely.

Jiang She put the porridge in front of Wen Zhiyao, sat opposite her, looked Wen Zhiyao straight in the eyes, and asked curiously, "If someone will always make you breakfast in the future, would you like to live like this?" day?"

Wen Zhiyao nodded without the slightest hesitation, "When I lived with Mr. Jiang, I never worried about breakfast. If this kind of thing can always happen, of course I won't refuse."

Wen Zhiyao smiled and said, this kind of thing is every girl's dream.

Jiang Amnesty leaned back in his chair in satisfaction, and motioned, "If you stay with me all the time, I can always make you breakfast."

"Cough, cough..." Wen Zhiyao never expected such an answer, choked on a mouthful of soup, and coughed non-stop.

"Are you OK?"

"No...it's okay, cough cough cough...I'm really fine, don't worry about me."

Wen Zhiyao took the glass of water that Jiang She handed over, and drank all the water in the glass in one go before recovering.

"I'm just giving you a chance to stay by my side, so you don't have to be so excited." Jiang Amnesty looked at the opposite person with a half-smile.

Wen Zhiyao couldn't give any answer for a while, and there was an idea in her mind controlling her.