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She did not drink tonight, and because she was confused the moment she drank, coupled with the fact that Cheng Yichen was not at home and had no one to take care of her, she started to self-discipline.

Her phone started to ring, she frowned as she looked at the number on it, and picked up: Lin Wenhao? "What's the matter?"

Gasps could be heard from the other side, "Little Qing? Where are you? I broke my leg. "

"What?"

Jiang Ruoqing was shocked, and asked anxiously: "What's going on? "Where are you now?"

"I fell from the top of the stairs, you come find me first."

After Lin Wenhao told her the address, he frowned as he did not know what to do. After all, it was late at night.

Gritting her teeth, she decided to save the person first. After getting out of the car, she went to the address that Lin Wenhao had given her.

Sure enough, she saw Lin Wenhao leaning against the street lamp, "Where is my friend?"

The car stopped, she anxiously walked over and looked at Lin Wenhao: "How are you?"

"My leg might be broken." Lin Wenhao was in a very sorry state. His clothes were torn, and a large cut was made on his right leg, revealing dark red blood stains underneath.

"Let's go to the hospital." Jiang Ruoqing called the driver to help carry him to the car, and could not help but complain: "Lin Wenhao, you really make me worry!"

She had gotten into a car accident the day before yesterday, and jumped off the building again today. She was really afraid that the phone call she had received the other day was Lin Wenhao's news of his death.

Lin Wenhao also saw her displeasure and said in a low voice, "My dad locked me up. When I thought it was your birthday, I jumped down."

Jiang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, she was not as happy as she was in the phenomenon, but instead felt like Alexander, if Lin Wenhao really died, wouldn't she have to bear a large responsibility? Was she going to be upset too? After all, Lin Wenhao had jumped off the roof because of her.

"Don't be like this. If you continue like this, I don't think we can even be friends." Jiang Ruoqing bit her lips, feeling helpless.

"I know my limits."

What's the point of having a broken leg? She silently sighed with a heavy heart.

And at this moment, Lin Wenhao took out a small box from his pocket, "This is your birthday present."

"What is it?" She was surprised, but did not reach for his little box.

Lin Wenhao laughed bitterly, grabbed her hand and put it down, "Open it yourself."

She looked at him suspiciously before opening the box. Inside the box, there was a beautiful crown on a chest pin.

"Very good."

"As long as you like it." Lin Wenhao laughed as he opened his mouth to speak, completely disregarding the cold sweat that was seeping out of his forehead and slashing across his face.

She pulled out a tissue to wipe the sweat off his forehead, occasionally urging the driver to hurry up.

Jiang Ruoqing had been busy working with Lin Wenhao until around 2 in the morning, and she had been yawning from time to time. She hadn't slept very well these past few days, so she really couldn't take this kind of torture for the time being.

"Little Qing, it's so late …" A ball of red appeared on Lin Wenhao's face. "Let's go to a nearby hotel to rest for a while."

"Cough, cough, cough." Jiang Ruoqing almost choked on her saliva. She stared at him in disbelief, "Hotel?"

"Mhm, it's very late now. I can't be at ease even if you go back by yourself." Lin Wenhao looked at her with incomparable sincerity.

The corner of Jiang Ruoqing's mouth twitched. Even if she went to look for him alone before, why didn't she see him say anything about worry then?

Deep in his heart, he was particularly resistant to this kind of situation. With a frown, he said, "Let me help you to get to the hotel first."

There was a 5-star hotel right next to the hospital. She helped him to a room.

After settling Lin Wenhao down, her phone started to ring. It was Cheng Yichen, but it was already 2 in the morning.

"Hey, Yi Chen? Are you done? " Jiang Ruoqing said as she walked to the balcony.

Cheng Yichen who was on the other side of the phone remained silent for a while, then said gently, "I just finished my work, I'm very tired, but you're sleeping. Feel? "

"Yeah, that's right." Jiang Ruoqing panicked, and said with a gentle tone, "If you're tired, then rest early."

"Little Qing …" He seemed to be a little strange, calling out her name without saying a word, and just at this time, Lin Wenhao suddenly opened the door to the balcony cubicle, causing Jiang Ruoqing to be shocked.

"Hmm? "What's wrong?" She held one hand to her chest as she waited for Lin Wenhao.

Lin Wenhao's expression was very gloomy. He just stood there and stared at her, not saying a word.

"There's a box in the bedroom drawer. Open it, I gave it to you for your birthday."

Jiang Ruoqing was embarrassed. A drawer? A box? She was finished. She wasn't even home! Who the hell knew what it was?

After a while, she pretended to be happy. "Wow, it's beautiful."

"It's good that you like it. Little Qing, happy birthday."

Jiang Ruoqing felt that Cheng Yichen was confused, but she could not find anything strange, she wanted to continue speaking, but the call ended.

She suddenly felt lost holding onto her phone, and really wanted to go back and see what exactly was hidden in the drawer. On one hand, she felt guilty towards Cheng Yichen, because she had lied.

"You should rest early." Jiang Ruoqing opened her mouth, wanting to pass him and leave. However, he was caught by one of his hands and pulled into her embrace.

His kiss directly fell on her lips, and with a pleading tone of voice, he said, "Little Qing, don't reject me. I know you still have feelings for me."

Jiang Ruoqing panicked, and raised her hand to slap. This slap was especially loud, and Lin Wenhao's face instantly turned red, as five finger prints appeared on his face.

He looked at her in disbelief, his face full of confusion. "Why did you …"

Jiang Ruoqing wiped her lips with the back of her hand in disgust, "Lin Wenhao, you bastard!"

He actually dared to kiss her! She did not know why she felt so disgusted, as if she had swallowed a fly.

"Little Qing, I thought you would accept me …"

"Accept your sister! How many times have I said it? We have long been strangers, and I will not go mad with you! Don't find any more reasons to call me over. Even if you jump down from here today, I won't come back. You've used up all of my care and concern for you! " Jiang Ruoqing roared in anger.

He walked to the living room with large strides, picked up his bag and walked out, but was hugged by Lin Wenhao from behind.

Jiang Ruoqing was confused, could it be that his injuries from before were fake too? How could she have such strength when her legs were broken?

With that in mind, he struggled for a while, until he heard Lin Wenhao's pained cry. Then, he fell heavily onto the carpet.

Jiang Ruoqing coldly looked at the man rolling on the carpet, and then said viciously, "Lin Wenhao, even if you die here today, I won't turn my head to look at you, you better take care of yourself!"

As he spoke, he quickly escaped from the hotel.

When he reached the bottom, he took a deep breath and felt the pressure disappear. He got off the car and went home.

After tossing and turning for the entire night, she opened the door with exhaustion all over her body. She was shocked to find that the windows of the living room were still open and there was a faint smell of cigarette smoke in the living room.

"Strange …"

She closed the window with a frown, because she couldn't remember when she opened it, and where did the smoke come from?

He couldn't wait to enter the bedroom and open the third drawer. As expected, he saw a box the size of a palm.

Her heart was thumping with joy and surprise. She opened the box to find a sculpture doll lying quietly inside made of yellow mud. This sculpture doll was exactly like her.

The child's pouting expression was very vivid and cute.

"How did he do it …" Jiang Ruoqing whispered, as her small face looked moved. She knew that it must have been Cheng Yichen's hands.

She knew how difficult it was to make a sculpture out of yellow mud, so she really liked this gift. She was even very touched by it.

On Monday, Jiang Ruoqing went to his office and was stunned to find that Cheng Yichen was actually in his office. When she thought about how she was busy talking on the phone last night, she came back to work in the blink of an eye?

"Chen? When did you get back? " she asked in surprise, throwing herself at him.

Cheng Yichen slightly raised his head and swept a glance at her. His face didn't have any special expression, and he replied estranged, "I came back this morning, and directly came to the company."

Jiang Ruoqing was extremely sensitive. Sensing that something was wrong with him, she stood beside him and carefully sized him up. His shirt was slightly wrinkled, and stubble had already appeared on her chin. Her face was haggard, and her eyes were bloodshot.

This guy couldn't be running back to the office after work, could he? Did he have to go all out like this?

"Yi Chen, did you come back last night?"

"Nope." Without looking up, he lit a cigarette and smoked.

It was only then that Jiang Ruoqing realised that the cigarette holder in the ashtray on the desk was already full. It was almost unable to be stuffed inside.

"I …"

"I need to get busy." He spoke with a cold expression.

Jiang Ruoqing swallowed the words that she was about to say. She clearly sensed that something was wrong with him, she had been fine previously, why did the relationship between the two of them become so cold after coming back from a business trip?

Weren't they all saying that it was better to not see each other for a new marriage? How did he become a stranger instead? Her heart felt like it was blocked by a huge rock. She was extremely displeased.

As a woman, she was also proud and spoiled. She didn't want to ask him what had caused her to be so cold, so she could only silently do her own things.

When it was noon, Jiang Ruoqing who had been feeling cold could not help but greet him, "Yi Chen, I really like the birthday present you gave me."

Cheng Yichen's expressionless face revealed a trace of cold ridicule, and he faintly curled his lips, "Really?"

"Hmm, it's simply just a small sized Jiang Ruoqing. How did you do it?" She happily asked, trying her best to find feelings for each other.

"I did it with my heart."

This was no different from not saying anything at all! She pursed her lips and laughed. "Yi Chen, did I do something wrong?"

Cheng Yichen pursed his lips and did not say anything, but his entire person's expression told his everything, it was just that Jiang Ruoqing did not know where he was wrong.

Sighing helplessly, he continued, "Didn't I say that I had to go on a business trip for many days? "Why are you back today?"

Cheng Yichen's expression changed greatly as he sneered and stared at her, "You seem to be wishing that I would not return?"

Jiang Ruoqing's expression changed a little, and she shook his head: "How could that be? Why do you say that?"

"Don't you know why I said that?"

"What do I know?" Jiang Ruoqing's little face stiffened, she completely didn't know what she did wrong, and she didn't even know where she went wrong.

Cheng Yichen's expression became exceptionally unsightly. Raising his black eyes, he stared at her and asked in a low voice, "Where did you go last night?"

Her expression changed greatly as she looked at Cheng Yichen in disbelief, as if someone had knocked his head.

Even then, her lips turned pale as she feebly said, "You, you came back last night?"

Cheng Yichen's finger that was holding onto the pen turned pale due to using too much strength, he stared at her with a sharp gaze and snorted coldly, "Heh, Jiang Ruoqing, you really opened my eyes wide. Not only did you learn not to return at night, you even learned to lie."