Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 71 Let me feed you, okay?
Ruan Shiyan was dazed for two seconds, then raised her head subconsciously.

The moment their eyes met, they caught off guard and fell into those deep eyes.

Seeing the eyes in front of her getting closer, Ruan Shiyan's heart tightened, and she slid to the side——

Although the wrist was still held by him, it didn't affect her sliding from his lap to the ground.

Song Zehan's face turned darker.

He let go of Ruan Shiyan's wrist, got up, stopped looking at her, and turned to leave.

But Ruan Shiyan was still waiting to coax Song Zehan to ask him questions, how could he just leave like this.

Since she couldn't talk nonsense, she was heartbroken, and the moment Song Zehan stepped forward, she jumped up and hugged his long legs.

Song Zehan: "..."

Song Zehan's temples were throbbing with pain.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the familiar pitiful face.

"Brother, don't go. If you don't want me to take revenge, I won't go."

"You haven't had dinner yet, have you? Let me feed you, okay?"

Song Zehan smelled that someone wanted something from him.

Otherwise, with the current relationship, Ruan Shiyan would not be so proactive.

But even though he guessed that someone's motives were impure, Song Zehan sat back again.

He blinked slowly, and looked at Ruan Shiyan as it should be.

All right, who made him the uncle?

Ruan Shiyan resigned herself to her fate and got up from the ground. Just as she picked up her chopsticks, she suddenly thought of the "tragedy" that happened when she was feeding breakfast last time, so she decisively added a sentence.

"Cough—let's agree first. This time, I'm only allowed to feed you, and you're not allowed to feed me. I'm already full. Eh...brother...brother...Song Zehan!"

Before Ruan Shiyan finished speaking, Song Zehan's back disappeared into the restaurant.

This time he walked neatly, without giving her a chance to hug her thigh at all.

Ruan Shiyan: "..."

And it wasn't until this moment that Ruan Shiyan realized that she had said something wrong.

Song Zehan waited for her in the restaurant for a long time, but he didn't eat any food. When she opened her mouth, she said that she had already eaten. No one would feel better after hearing this.

This time it was Ruan Shiyan's temple that started to hurt.

She looked at the food on the table that hadn't been touched at all, and sighed faintly when she thought of someone waiting for her who didn't even eat food.

"Hey, why do I have the feeling that he was born to restrain me?"

After thinking about it, she took out her phone and clicked on Song Zehan's WeChat.

Ruan Shiyan: [Brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't have left you at home waiting for me, let alone eating out alone. 】

Ruan Shiyan: [I promise not to be an example. Even if I want to eat out in the future, I will greet you in advance, or call you directly. 】

Ruan Shiyan: [Brother, I really know I was wrong, so don't be angry. 】

Although he knew that the biggest reason why he didn't come back for dinner was that Song Zehan first said that he had a social occasion, but in order to let someone calm down as soon as possible, Ruan Shiyan could only coax him like this.

But this time, Song Zehan's answer did not come back as quickly as before.

Ruan Shiyan had no choice but to ask Mama Zhang for a dinner plate, and knocked on Song Zehan's door with it.

"Brother, I'm here to bring you food. If you don't speak, I'll go in."

After finishing speaking, Ruan Shiyan pressed the doorknob like before, but the handle didn't move at all.

——He actually locked it.

Is this man... so angry?

Not even giving her a chance to admit her mistake?
Ruan Shiyan held it and waited for a while, but when there was still no response from the inside, she was so angry that she directly put the dinner plate at the door, turned and left.

But when she passed by the door of the study, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

The study room is locked when her brother is not at home, so... when he is at home?

Taking advantage of no one around, she quietly pressed the doorknob of the study.

As a result, there was a "click" sound - it was actually opened...

(End of this chapter)