C21

Suddenly, their eyes met, and she shivered. With a dry laugh, she walked over with small steps. "Go home?"

Cheng Yichen looked at her deeply, then extinguished his cigarette at his feet, his expression cold. "The day before we got married, I went out for a drink and smashed my own head open. I even went into the police station.

She could hear the sarcasm in his words, but she was really tired now. She had spent the whole night in the police station, and she had drunk too much, and she really didn't have the energy to argue with him.

"Chen, shall we go home? I'm so tired. " She was tugging at the corner of his clothes like a little woman. Her small face was extremely pale, as if it had been smeared with white. There was not the slightest bit of blood on it.

Cheng Yichen pursed his lips, his taut cheeks slightly softened, "You know you're wrong?"

"Go home?"

"Right." Cheng Yichen's tone was very calm, but it was no longer as ruthless as before.

She got in the car laughing and feeling sleepy. She leaned her head against the seat and kept nodding and napping.

Cheng Yichen pulled the confused her into his embrace, making her sleep more comfortably. She didn't refuse, instead she rested her head on his leg and fell asleep.

He looked down at her face and gently parted her disheveled hair, revealing the wound on her forehead.

Zhang Ran's eyes revealed a little surprise. His eldest brother, who was indifferent to everyone, was actually so concerned about his sister-in-law. It seemed that his sister-in-law had some ability, otherwise, how could she subdue his eldest brother?

He found a nearby pharmacy to buy bandages, but found that Cheng Yichen was not in the car, it was only Jiang Ruoqing. Zhang Ran looked around and coincidentally saw the man that walked out of the supermarket.

He was carrying a large bag in his hand, but he didn't know what it was.

"Let's go."

Zhang Ran nodded, but he was still unable to suppress his curiosity and looked inside the bag. He saw the red dates and medlar in the bag, these were all Blood Replenishing items, could it be for his sister-in-law?

He suddenly realised that his boss had really changed his nature when he met this woman, becoming more human and capable of taking care of people. He had followed Cheng Yichen for five years, but when had he ever seen him treat a woman this way?

Arriving at the apartment, Cheng Yichen suddenly grabbed Jiang Ruoqing, who was fast asleep, by the waist. She opened his eyes and yawned, muttering to himself, "Are we home?"

"We're here."

She looked around, then laid her head in Cheng Yichen's embrace and fell into a deep sleep, as if she was just confirming that she was not at home.

"Boss, let me take this bag up."

Cheng Yichen struggled to take the bag, "There's no need, go back and pick me up tomorrow night."

After saying that, he walked back to his apartment without looking back. Even with Jiang Ruoqing in his arms, his footsteps were steady, without any signs of fatigue.

When they were back home, Cheng Yichen gently placed her on the sofa and casually threw his jacket to the side. He took out the medicine bag and gently pried open her hair, then started to remove the bandage.

As if she had touched a wound, she gasped in pain and then opened her eyes.

Cheng Yichen squatted in front of her, and looked straight into her big eyes, her eyes were filled with confusion, as though she had just slept soundly, and after a long while, he struggled to sit up.

His hand was on her shoulder, his voice soft. "Don't get up yet."

"What are you doing?" She looked at him in confusion, her eyes full of caution.

This gaze seemed to be completely undisguised, allowing Cheng Yichen to see everything clearly, his expression instantly turned ugly. Even after getting along with him for so many days, she was still on guard against him!

His face turned cold as he said indifferently, "I'm bandaging your wound."

"Didn't you bandage it at the police station?"

Once she said that, Cheng Yichen's face turned completely black, and he threw the bandages on his hands to the side, "Just consider it as me meddling in other people's business!"

"You don't understand." Jiang Ruoqing frowned, the wound on her forehead was hurting so much that she had to take in a breath of cold air, she just couldn't understand how she got into trouble with Cheng Yichen, the god of pests.

Cheng Yichen snorted coldly, walked with large strides to the washroom, and shut the door with a bang.

Jiang Ruoqing, who was sitting on the sofa, was even more depressed. She really didn't know what he meant.

That's right, Qian Ye had helped her beat Cheng Mingmei up, so why would he need to find a reason to teach her a lesson? Tsk tsk, this man is really petty, she's really strong in her desire for revenge.

Peng —

The door to the restroom was heavily flung open, and with water droplets hanging on Cheng Yichen's face, he walked out with large steps. His eyes coldly looked at her, and looked like he did not see her at all.

"Cheng Yichen, is this how my head is?" Jiang Ruoqing pointed at the wounds that were not bandaged and said angrily.

His eyes glanced at her for a moment before he opened his mouth and pleaded, "Please."

Heh, he really was brilliant just because he gave her some sunlight. Didn't he remove the bandage on her forehead earlier? And now, even asking him, who gave him the courage to say that?

"Hey, make it clear. You were the one who removed the bandage, right? It's not too much to let you do it again, is it? You don't have the nerve to make things difficult for a grown man just because of a small matter. " She complained openly and secretly, and inwardly she was very angry at his actions.

If he really wanted to fight on Cheng Mingmei's behalf, he could just beat her up and scold her once.

"A small matter?" Jiang Ruoqing, I am your husband, shouldn't you be more friendly? " Cheng Yichen sneered, her chest felt like it was stuffed with cotton. He had alienated him, ignored him, and rejected him.

What do you mean by 'not stingy'?

"Warmth your head."

"Jiang Ruoqing!"

Hearing Cheng Yichen's scolding, she trembled in fear, his heart full of anger. How to call it passion? She could not bring herself to be warm in the face of his cold and hot face.

"What did you call me by my name?"

"Stupid woman." Cheng Yichen frowned, he walked over and pulled the bag over, and took out the bandage, "Wait patiently."

"You're the fool." She pouted and rolled her eyes. He kept calling her stupid woman, stupid woman. She was afraid that one day, he would yell at her and she would really be stupid.

Cheng Yichen straightened his face and used the cotton wool to poke and poke at the area around her wound. It was so painful that she had to take a deep breath with his hoarse mouth.

With such force, he could bore a hole in the wood.

"It hurts!"

"Who told you to be so stupid as to knock your head off." Although he said this with his mouth, the strength in his hands became smaller.

Jiang Ruoqing took a deep breath and muttered in a low voice, "It was all an accident."

"You know it's going to be a wedding tomorrow, but you're still going to Charm?" Cheng Yichen carefully wiped off the blood stains around the wound, and carefully bandaged it, looking like he was holding an egg, and did not dare to break it.

"Aren't I happy? By the way, tell my best friend to come to the wedding. " Jiang Ruoqing blinked her large eyes, she did not dare look into his eyes in guilt. She would definitely not be happy if the wedding was held, tomorrow was simply an unknown date.

Cheng Yichen smiled lightly, as he took in the entirety of her emotions just now. His eyes were gloomy and unclear, "Heh, happy?"

"Yes!" She nodded heavily, afraid that he would see any flaws.

"Then it seems that you have fallen in love with me since you were so happy to marry me. Since that is the case, let's not waste tonight." Cheng Yichen teased, his eyes revealing a look of ridicule.

Sure enough, Jiang Ruoqing's face stiffened, and let out a hollow laugh, "Hehe, don't tease me."

"I'm not teasing you."

She would never give in until the very last moment.

Especially when she faced the old cunning fox Cheng Yichen, not to mention that he had one last request tomorrow night, and that was the agreement between the two of them from before. This request made her feel very uneasy, and it was the kind of uneasiness that seeped from the bottom of her heart.

"Idiot, it's so obvious when you lie." Cheng Yichen slapped her head, then stood up and walked towards the bathroom, "Hurry up and go to sleep, you'll probably wake up early tomorrow."

Jiang Ruoqing heaved a sigh of relief, her entire being relaxed, but because she had slept on the carriage before, he was no longer sleepy.

She took out her phone and looked at the contact person inside. Finally, she mysteriously pressed out a string of numbers and even dialed out. It was only when she heard the sweet female voice that she realized what she had done.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?"

Jiang Ruoqing was stunned, the hand holding the phone was actually trembling, "Um, is Lin Wenhao here?"

"Wen Hao isn't here. Who the hell are you?"

The phone already detected Jin Waner's strong suspicions, she deeply sighed, and did not dare to say anything else and hang up the phone, and only after hanging up did she feel her palms sweating.

What the hell was she doing? Previously, she was even so fierce as to stop Lin Wenhao from pestering her, but tonight, she couldn't control herself and called him.

What was she still hoping for? Was he still hoping that Lin Wenhao was sincere to her? Didn't he just break up with her for benefits? Even tomorrow at the wedding?

Women were like this, they would always overturn the worst case scenario. She would try to convince herself that he was not that kind of person, but reality was reality, and Lin Wenhao had broken up with her for benefits, wouldn't Jin Waner be proof of that?

In the middle of the night, Jiang Ruoqing was distracted and did not fall asleep.

She looked at the number that was flashing on the screen, her heart seemed to have leaped into her throat. She picked up her phone, tiptoed to the balcony, hesitated for a moment, and then answered the call.

"Little Qing, is that you?"

"Heh, I haven't changed my number. Don't you remember? "That's true. To you, I'm not related to you in the first place, so why do you need to remember my number?" Jiang Ruoqing's laughter was a little desolate. Originally, she did not plan to say these sour words, but for some reason these words came out of her mouth.

"Little Qing, why should we do this?"

"It's not necessary. Then why did you call me back?" Jiang Ruoqing pursed her lips, her face carrying a bit of ridicule.

If not for the fact that she could still hear Lin Wenhao's heavy breathing, she would have thought that there was no one there.

"I know you're getting married tomorrow. Do you love that man?"

It was as if he had hesitated for a long time before saying this, but even with his tone, he could not conceal the concern he felt for her.