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Chapter 1137: 1137 I like you too (3)

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"That boy is so hateful. He is not willing to take responsibility at all..."

Tang Jifeng combed Ye Lan's hair and said rationally, "The other party is just the same age as you. What can he take responsibility for? Lanlan, Qiu Qiu is only 16 years old, and he is too old to take responsibility for himself."

"She didn't dare to tell her family, so she had to let me accompany her..." Ye Lan's body was cold. This kind of abortion was her first experience. "I didn't dare to tell my brother either. If he knew that something like this happened around me, he would definitely teach me a lesson. I can only tell you..."

Tang Jifeng was grateful that she told him.

"Sit down first and stop crying." Tang Jifeng patted her, hugged her and sat down, squatted in front of her, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Ye Lan sniffed, held her hand that was wiping her tears, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Tang Jifeng, is this the punishment for tasting the forbidden fruit?"

Tang Jifeng pursed his lips and nodded, "Yes."

"So... you don't want to date me?"

"You are only 16 years old now, and you can't even be responsible for your own life." Tang Jifeng held her cold hand with his big hand and pressed it on his knee. "Lanlan, at the age of 16, you should do what you should do at the age of 16. Now you should study hard. When you grow up one day, no matter what happens, you can face it calmly and elegantly, and you won't be at a loss and uneasy like you are now. But the premise of such elegance and calmness is: from now on, you have to take every step firmly and make yourself mature."

Tang Jifeng's words struck deeply into Ye Lan's heart.

She always felt that being with Tang Jifeng was important, love was important, more important than studying. So, her hard work in studying was just an additional condition for being in love with him. But at this moment, she felt that it was not the case.

Qiu Qiu's tragedy made her panic, fearful and trembling; Tang Jifeng's maturity made her admire and worship him.

If she didn't study hard and instead wasted her time on other things, perhaps in the future she would never be able to learn the calmness and composure that he has now.

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After a long time, Qiu Qiu was pushed out of the operating room.

He looked as if he had been through the gates of hell, half-conscious and half-awake, his face so pale that he seemed like he was about to die.

Ye Lan had never experienced it personally, but he knew that she was in great pain.

However, the pain was not only physical, but also spiritual. No 16-year-old girl could endure all of this calmly—all of this should not happen at their age.

Tang Jifeng did not go to the company, but stayed in the hospital to make arrangements for Qiu Qiu.

After a long time, the anesthetic woke up. When Qiu Qiu opened her eyes, her tears wet the pillowcase. The tears of regret made Ye Lan feel heavy. However, he didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Ye Lan sat in the ward for a whole day, until dark, and then he left the hospital with Tang Jifeng.

She sat in the passenger seat, curled up in a ball, silent and silent, obviously still stuck in the Qiuqiu incident.

"Is there anything in particular you want to eat?" Tang Jifeng asked her, reaching out to rub her head.

Ye Lan grabbed his hand. She held it tightly and didn't let go. Her palm was cold, but Tang Jifeng let her hold it. After a while, she raised her eyes to look at him, "Let's do it at home, okay?"

Tang Jifeng looked into her eyes and felt that she seemed to be worried about something. Finally, he nodded: "Okay, but we have to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients first. What do you like to eat?"

"I also can."

She was not in high spirits.

Yes, it’s normal to have a poor appetite after something like this.

Tang Jifeng bought some simple ingredients from the supermarket downstairs to make pasta.

After entering the house, Tang Jifeng took off his coat and walked to the kitchen, "Turn on the TV and watch for a while. It won't be long before you can eat."

"Okay." Ye Lan responded and turned on the TV.

Tang Jifeng was walking around in the kitchen. Looking through the open kitchen, he saw Ye Lan lying on the sofa. He was not watching TV at all, but was staring at him. His eyes were fixed, not blinking.

"What's wrong?" Tang Jifeng asked her.

"It's okay." Ye Lan shook her head, put down the remote control, and walked into the kitchen in her slippers. Tang Jifeng was cooking noodles, and she hugged him gently from behind, with her face pressed against his back. Tang Jifeng was stunned for a moment, and only heard her whisper behind him: "Tang Jifeng, I miss you..."

He was away on this business trip for 10 days.

She wasn't the only one thinking about him, he was too.

Tang Jifeng stirred the noodles with one hand and held her hand with the other, "I brought you a gift, do you want to go and see it?"

Ye Lan used to like the gifts he brought her the most, but now she is not interested anymore, so she just leaned against his back and did not move. Tang Jifeng let her hold him for a long time before whispering, "I'm going to get noodles, are you going to keep hanging on my back like this?"

"No?"

He smiled and nodded lovingly, "Okay, OK."

He drained the water from the pot, scooped out the noodles, and turned to make the tomato sauce. Ye Lan then came out from behind him and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, "Do you want my help?"

"Your brother always prays that you don't go into the kitchen again. So, you better save my stomach!"

Ye Lan rolled his eyes, "My brother just doesn't know how to appreciate it."

Tang Jifeng did not refute.

He made a tomato and onion sauce with skillful movements and poured it on the golden noodles, which made Ye Lan drool immediately.

"Tang Jifeng, I didn't know you're such a good cook." Ye Lan secretly took a bite. It was sour and sweet, just right.

"My parents have always been in Jude City, and I live here alone. After a while, I have to have some survival skills."

When mentioning Youcheng, Ye Lan's eyes darkened.

Tang Jifeng didn't notice it, he just covered her face with one hand and threw the fresh cod into the pot with the other. The splashing oil burned his hand, but not a drop splashed on her.

"Go out, to avoid getting burned." Tang Jifeng looked at Ye Lan.

Ye Lan didn't leave, took the spatula from him and pushed the butter, "Do you often cook for other women?"

"Why did you ask so?"

She curled her lips, "I just want to know. You are so skilled, and you have so many girlfriends, you must cook for them often."

When she said this, she pouted. She was unhappy, very unhappy.

Tang Jifeng hugged her from behind, holding her hand and turning the fried golden cod over, "You are the first one."

"Um?"

"Um what?"

"I didn't hear what you just said." When the fish was being turned over, there was a sizzling sound in the oil, and he spoke in a very soft voice, so she really didn't hear it clearly.

[It is beautiful to be in love for the first time, but minors should wait until they grow up! Some things are fine if they don’t happen, but once they happen, you can’t afford it at this age. Muah, today’s update is over! ]