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What's there to talk about
Yan Nian cleared his throat and said honestly: "I don't want to talk to you."
In one sentence, Jiang Beiyuan felt the urge to vomit blood, but he still had the patience to say, "How was your work today? Let me know."
"That's it, there's nothing fun about it."
"Is work going well?"
"It went well."
"Why don't you ask me where I went today?"
"oh… "
Yan Nian responded slowly and followed his words, "Where have you been today?"
Her nonchalant attitude made Jiang Beiyuan really angry.
"Sit over here and I'll tell you!"
"Why are you yelling? Have you forgotten that we are in a cold war? What are you talking about? What is there to say?"
Yan Nian has never been a vegetarian.
What's more, the window paper has been pierced, and she can no longer deceive herself and others and be obedient.
"You give me an explanation about your ex-girlfriend first, and I'll tell you, you can say whatever you want then!"
Jiang Beiyuan pursed his thin lips hard.
He was sitting and she was standing, so he looked up at her face and could clearly see the stubbornness and stubbornness in her eyes.
"Can't you just pretend that there is no such person as my ex-girlfriend?"
"No! It's already happened. I want your explanation and your attitude!"
Yan Nian raised his chin slightly, his beautiful eyes shining with unwavering light.
"The attitude is..."
Jiang Beiyuan paused as he spoke, and suddenly exhaled deeply.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the goose-yellow light above his head cast a golden halo on the top of his black hair, and his dark eyebrows flickered in and out.
"If I only regard you as a substitute for my ex-girlfriend, then I don't have to be so nice to you at all."
Yan Nian was stunned.
"You...what do you mean?"
"Think for yourself!"
After Jiang Beiyuan finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the guest room.
He wanted to have a good chat with her, but it seemed that he couldn't do it tonight. If she was angry, why wouldn't he be angry too.
Yan Nian stood there and came to his senses when he heard the sound of the door closing. He sneered and said to himself...
"You are like this every time. You don't explain clearly. What do you want me to think... Am I a god? Really."
…
Yan Nian had a good night's sleep.
When I woke up the next day, I saw that the black skirt on the bedside had been cut into several rags with scissors.
She was hit hard on the head, and immediately reacted, grabbing her clothes and walking aggressively to the guest room next door.
"boom!"
The door was kicked open directly by her.
There was no one on the bed, and there was the sound of running water in the bathroom. Jiang Beiyuan was shaving inside, and his clear chin was stained with a circle of foam. He was shirtless and wearing only a pair of trousers, looking very sexy.
"Did you do it?!"
Yan Nian stood behind him and threw the broken skirt directly on the man's back. Her red and angry face was reflected in the mirror.
Jiang Beiyuan washed his face, then turned around, his cold eyes also filled with anger, "Yes, so what?"
"Jiang Beiyuan, are you sick? I have a nice skirt, why do you want to cut it if your hands hurt when you are free?!"
"I told you the day before yesterday that you are not allowed to wear short skirts to the company."
"Haha, who told you? Why can't I wear it if you don't let me wear it! I have to listen to you in everything, right?!"
"yes."
He replied word for word.
(End of chapter)