Can't help but be moved

Chapter 224 It Has Nothing To Do With That Woman

The next day.

It was only when Jian Nian got up that she discovered the message Feng Fan had sent to herself.

She looked at the message time, it was three in the morning.

"It's getting home so late."

Jian Nian couldn't help muttering, feeling a little distressed at Feng Wang.

Every time Feng Wang came to look for her, he always ended up getting home so late.

It seems that she has to tell Feng Wang not to come to see her in the future, and when she returns to the capital city after the Chinese New Year, they will have plenty of opportunities to meet.

She couldn't bear to let Feng Wang run back and forth so far.

Jian Nian did not send a message to Feng Wang.

He came home so late, he should still be sleeping now.

She stopped sending messages to disturb his sleep.

Jian Nian was wrong.

Feng Wang is not sleeping now.

Or rather, he didn't sleep all night.

The old man only wanted to think that he had hurt Jian Nian's heart without knowing it, and when he thought of Jian Nian's long relationship for eight years, he was so distressed and regretful that he couldn't breathe.

He didn't seem to be able to find any other way to relieve himself other than drinking glass after glass to get himself drunk.

If it wasn't for him not sleeping all night and drinking a lot of wine, he might not be able to control himself to go to Ningcheng to meet Jian Nian.

Not for anything else, just to say "I'm sorry" to her.

I'm sorry that what he said casually at the beginning caused her to study those useless things desperately.

I'm sorry that I have blind eyes and can't see her feelings for me.

Feng Wang remembered that the little girl cried and said that she danced until she couldn't walk... playing the piano until her fingers bleed.

These things have to be learned from an early age.

As for Jian Nian, she was already twelve or thirteen years old when she learned these things, and she started too late at 01:30.

To be as good as she is now, Feng Wang can't imagine how much effort she has put in.

Jane's family pampered her, so she didn't need to suffer all these hardships.

It's all because of him, why did he say that casually in the first place.

……

Jian Nian didn't know that Feng Wan already knew everything. She learned the guitar last night and made great progress, which made her very happy. She even hummed a little song when she went downstairs.

Jian Yan, on the other hand, was completely opposite to her state.

This guy went to drink with his blind date, but he couldn't drink enough, and he passed out. The current appearance can be described as decadent.

I had dumplings this morning.

Grandma Jian Nian made the noodles early in the morning, and the whole family went to battle, rolling out dumpling wrappers, stuffing, and making dumplings. It was a scene of joy and harmony.

Except - decadent in brief.

This guy was holding a rolling pin in his hand. His short hair was disheveled, his eyelids were drooping, his eyes were black and bloodshot, and he looked like he had been severely rubbed.

Seeing him like this, Jian Mingli felt angry.

"Look at your slovenly, listless look, you don't have the energy of a young man at all!"

Jian Yan grinned.

The hangover made his head dizzy and painful, and he really didn't have the energy to speak.

Anyway, no matter what he says or does, his father doesn't like him, so he might as well shut up.

It was still the old lady who cared about her grandson so much that she asked someone to cook hangover soup, and now she asked Auntie Zhu, the nanny, to bring the hangover soup to Jianyan.

After eating a bowl of warm hangover soup, Jian Yan finally felt alive again.

Jian Nian worked hard at the side mixing the dumpling stuffing, and asked curiously while mixing: "Brother, what happened, why did you go to the bar with that young lady?"

Jian Yan held a rolling pin, and rolled out the dumpling skins one by one, none of which caught the eye.

Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced blankly at Jian Nian.

Staring at her silently for a while, Jian Nian stared at her inexplicably: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jian Yan then quietly retracted his gaze.

"It's nothing."

He just suddenly remembered that Feng Xuan seemed to have called him in the middle of the night last night.

It should be asking him something, it seems to be a question related to Jian Nian.

But he couldn't remember what it was.

"Brother, you haven't answered my question yet, why did you go to the bar with the blind date girl?"

Jian Nian pushed aside the pot of stuffing that was being mixed, and came to Jian Yan's side to roll out the dumpling wrappers with him.

Jian Yan moved aside in disgust: "Speak as you speak, don't touch me."

Jian Nian curled her lips, and immediately complained to her parents with an aggrieved look: "Parents, look at my brother, he despises me."

Jian Mingli straightened his face and glared at Jian Yan: "Jian Yan, what's your attitude, talk to your sister well."

Bai Lu glanced at the dumpling wrapper he rolled out: "Look at you, you are so grown up, you can't even roll out a dumpling wrapper well, and the one with the pig's mouth is better than you."

Briefly: "..."

Jian Nian couldn't hold back, she laughed until tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

The old lady looked carefully at Jian Yan's masterpiece, and said very pertinently: "It's a little bit, but it can be repaired."

Jian Yan simply put down the rolling pin and started making dumplings.

Jian Nian still doesn't intend to let him go, she is really curious about what happened between her brother and that blind date.

"Brother, you haven't answered my question yet."

Jian Yan finally got impatient: "Jane Nian, you are still going to finish, please be quiet."

The chattering early in the morning gave him a headache.

As soon as Jian Yan finished speaking, Bai Lu, who was facing the dumplings, said leisurely: "Actually, Mom, I also want to know."

Followed by the old lady also nodded: "And me."

Jane raised her chin triumphantly: "Look, I'm not the only one who wants to know."

I was speechless.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said concisely: "It's nothing, she made a bet with me, saying that I can't drink as much as her, and then I lost."

Jian Nian seemed to have heard something from the Arabian Nights, and her eyes widened in surprise: "Wow, you will admit defeat sometimes, this young lady is really amazing."

Jian Yan grinned disdainfully and let out a snort.

What a great thing.

After three glasses of wine, his face began to turn red.

He didn't want to really compete with a woman, and it would be very troublesome to send a drunk woman home, so he just mixed a few glasses of strong wine for himself and got himself drunk.

As for why he went to the bar with that woman, it wasn't really because of the bet.

That kind of gambling is boring to death, he has no interest at all.

The reason why he went was just because he was feeling uncomfortable and just wanted to drink some wine to untangle himself.

From beginning to end, it has nothing to do with that woman.

Bai Lu echoed her daughter's words: "It's really amazing to make this rebellious son with eyes like heaven say that I lost."

The old lady smiled: "It seems that your personalities are very compatible, and you should get along well in the future. My great-grandson is just around the corner."

"after?"

Jian Yan frowned.

After seeing this, isn't it over? Where did it come from?

Jian Nian explained with a smile on the side: "Brother, when my young lady sent you back, she said she liked you very much. Grandma has already made an appointment with him for you. We will meet again on New Year's Day."

This news came as a shock to Jian Yan.

YouQi looked at his sister's gloating face, and he felt that this morning's dumpling was worthless.

I'm so full of gas, I'm still eating a fart!

(End of this chapter)