Chapter 147

At this moment, Han Xueyou's heart has completely lost the sense of guilt just now. Instead, she is proud of her cleverness. She raises her lips and reminds Shen Jiamu: "twilight, the food is getting cold. Eat quickly. After eating, I'll tidy it up with you, and then we'll get off work early."

Mu Mu, don't blame me for separating you from ye Tingchen.

The key is that you and yetingchen are not the same people. You two won't be happy together.

Instead of this, it's better to let the person around him be me. If the cold night really doesn't mind your identity, I'll think he's more suitable for you.

"No, it's hard for you to bring me food. You can go back after dinner later."

Shen Jiamu smiled at her.

Han Xueyou insisted on staying.

There is no way. Shen Jiamu can only ask her to help. They are busy until more than ten o'clock at night. Han Xueyou looks at the empty building and suggests to Shen Jiamu, "can you add it to this point? Let's go back first. By the way, I have a car to take you back."

Shen Jiamu, in her busy schedule, raised her eyes and looked at the time. It was already more than ten o'clock. Even if she wanted to be busy for a while, she couldn't drag Han Xueyou to go on like this. She nodded and said well and began to pack up her things.

When Han Xueyou sent Shen Jiamu to the night home, it was already more than 11 o'clock at night. Looking at the quiet night, Han Xueyou suddenly said, "twilight, my brother, he told me..."

When she heard this, Shen Jiamu's movements made her fingers stiff, and then said, "that..."

"Let me tell you directly. That man is actually cold at night!"

Before Shen Jiamu opened the door, Han Xueyou roared out and finished... A thin layer of sweat came out of her forehead, and then clenched the steering wheel.

After she threw this sentence out, Shen Jiamu was completely stunned in the same place. She was so shocked that she didn't react for a long time.

She thought... She heard wrong.

The name Han Xueyou said just now is the cold night?

She looked back at Han Xueyou, and her lips trembled a little: "Xueyou, why do you suddenly mention the name of the cold night?"

Han Xueyou didn't speak, but just looked at her.

Shen Jiamu pursed her lips, collected the confusion at the bottom of her eyes, and whispered, "it's getting late. Go back and have a rest."

"Dusk, that suit is cold at night."

Just as Shen Jiamu raised his hand to open the door, Han Xueyou's words came from behind him again. At that moment, Shen Jiamu felt as if his head was going to explode.

How can it be cold at night?

God, are you kidding her?

"I know this news may tell you something... But... The other party is really cold at night. At the beginning, I was still hesitant to tell you, but after thinking about it these two days and listening to what you said this afternoon, I suddenly felt that your brother was not wrong one night. I summoned up the courage to tell you this evening."

Shen Jiamu didn't speak.

Han Xueyou didn't stop and then said, "of course, I know you must take time to accept..."

Shen Jiamu suddenly turned his head and said in a worried tone: "are you kidding? People that night don't look like the cold style of the night!"

"Twilight, a person has many ways of doing things. Of course, he is different in the face of different people and things. Maybe he usually looks gentle, but in fact he is a......"

"Impossible!" Shen Jiamu suddenly interrupted her and shook her head.

Han Xueyou sighed: "anyway, I've brought you the answer. There's still time. You can digest it slowly at night."

Shen Jiamu stared at her for a moment, left a message to drive safely, and got out of the car and left.

It was the first time Shen Jiamu had been married to the night home for such a long time. The night home was quiet. There were only a few maids on the night watch. When she came back, she was a little surprised, but she said hello to her soon.

Shen Jiamu was still a little lost because of what happened just now, so she nodded to them and went upstairs.

When she came to the door of the room, Shen Jiamu was still thinking that yetingchen should have gone to bed.

She carefully opened the door and crept in, but found that the lights were bright inside. Yetingchen was still reading in a wheelchair.

His eyebrows seemed to frown slightly at the sound.

Unexpectedly, he hasn't slept yet. It's almost twelve o'clock now. Isn't his biological clock very accurate?

Shen Jiamu didn't talk to him. He took his clothes and took a bath.

When taking a bath, Shen Jiamu kept thinking about what Han Xueyou said.

Could it be that the investigation was wrong? That dark rainy night, the man's face could not be seen clearly, but she could feel that his breath was domineering, aggressive and wild.

The cold night made her feel introverted and warm.

She can't merge the two people in any way.

But Xueyou now tells her that night Linghan is the owner of the suit button. Shen Jiamu doesn't believe it, but also feels unacceptable.

Cold night——

It's ye Tingchen's eldest brother!

The more she thought about it, Shen Jiamu felt a headache and fainted. She quickly turned off the shower, dried herself and put on her clothes.

When she walked out of the bathroom barefoot, yetingchen still didn't sleep and was still reading there with a book.

What book is so good... As for him messing with his work and rest.

Shen Jiamu silently make complaints about it in his heart.

And night Ting Chen seemed to be able to make complaints about her heart, and suddenly closed the book and ordered it in cold voice.

"Come here."

The cold words hit Shen Jiamu's head like a stone hammer. After what happened in the morning, she is now afraid and frightened of yetingchen. She wants to stay away.

Now he opens his mouth to let himself pass. Shen Jiamu is so nervous that he pinches the corner of his clothes and stops breathing.

Night Tingchen frowned discontentedly and put the book on the table with a slap: "have you any questions?"

Shen Jiamu: "... It's getting late. Please rest early, and I won't pass!"

With that, Shen Jiamu was ready to turn and leave.

"Second marriage girl, do you believe my letter? I'll have your quilt thrown out tomorrow?"

This sentence stopped Shen Jiamu's step. She looked back at yetingchen.

After a while, Shen Jiamu walked towards him and said coldly, "what can I do for you?"

"Take off your clothes."

The next second, Shen Jiamu raised his head as if he had heard something shocking and looked at him incredulously.

Yetingchen's handsome face was cold and full of hostility at the moment. With irresistible dignity in his sharp eyes, Shen Jiamu couldn't help biting his lower lip and didn't speak.

Night Tingchen sneered and suddenly clasped her wrist and pulled her down.

"Let me go!" Shen Jiamu struggled like a duck falling into the water, but his neck was pinched by yetingchen. His voice was as cold as hell.

"I said I would check your body every day!"