Li Zhuyi took the tea cup and slowly sat up, lowering her head and not daring to look into his eyes.

"I have something to tell you..."

"I have something to tell you..."

The two people said in unison.

"You go ahead and say it."

"You tell me."

The two of them were startled at the same time. Xiang Long was silent for a moment, "Then let me talk first."

"I thought I could numb myself with work, so I applied for a job in another place with the president. It turned out that I still can't forget you. I endured the pain and didn't want to disturb you. I don't know if I didn't do well enough, but I I still want to try again. Please give me another chance."

Standing in front of Li Zhuyi's bed, he was about 1.8 meters tall and seemed a little at a loss.

Li Zhuyi raised his head and saw the determination in his eyes. The thin ice in my heart is slowly melting.

"I also want to tell you something. After you listen, you can decide whether you want to be with me or not..." She said slowly but firmly.

Her voice was hoarse as she recounted the painful experience again, and Li Zhuyi lowered his head again. No more tears, I just felt sour in my eyes.

Because of this, I missed the love and affection in a man’s eyes.

For a long while, there was no sound from the room.

See, she knew that no one would accept her like this. If she can't even accept it herself, who has the right to demand it from others.

But, where does this unspeakable sadness come from...

Li Zhuyi felt uncomfortable all over, and her vision gradually blurred, making it difficult for her to discern her direction.

She opened her mouth and was about to say, "I don't blame you, just go away."

Suddenly she felt her shoulders sink, her body was turned around, and a man's big hands pressed on her shoulders.

His eyes were scarlet, "It's my fault for not protecting you. If you want to break up with me because of this, I can't accept it. Zhuyi, I only love you. I like your perseverance and courage to move forward." . I like every move and every smile of yours. In this life, I just want to be with you."

This affectionate confession made Li Zhuyi unable to hold back any longer and shed tears.

She hugged Xiang Long tightly, her throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and she choked several times, "I...I..."

"I understand, don't worry. If you say you really don't care, it's a lie, but I know it's not your fault. As for the person behind it, I will definitely find out and give you an explanation." Xiang Long stroked her back with one hand. Already clenched into a fist.

Seeing Li Zhuyi like this, he felt extremely painful.

As a man, failing to protect his wife is his biggest dereliction of duty.

Jiang Mian stood outside the door. Ji Zhixiu's voice was low, "Are you relieved now?"

"Don't worry, but I still have something to ask my husband for help." Jiang Mian frowned imperceptibly. She always felt that this matter was not that simple.

Why did the monitoring just happen to be broken? Why does it have to be Li Zhuyi?

"What's up?"

"Let's go home and talk." There are so many people here and it's inconvenient.

Ji Zhixiu nodded slightly, "Let's go then."

As soon as the two returned to Ji's house, they saw Ji Zhilan walking downstairs in a good mood.

Seeing Ji Zhixiu, she reluctantly called out, "Brother..."

Ji Zhixiu frowned and said in a cold voice, "Why, you can't recognize people?"

Ji Zhilan was about to refuse, but then remembered what Shen Tingyu had said to her.

"Sister-in-law..." She called out vaguely, and ran to the kitchen in a few steps without looking at Jiang Mian.

Soon, he came out again with a cup of coffee and walked up to Jiang Mian, "I know that I have a bad attitude, so I prepared a cup of coffee for you to apologize."

Jiang Mian raised his eyebrows. If Ji Zhilan had a more genuine expression when he said this, it would be easier to convince others.

It's almost as if the poison in this coffee is written on his face.

Ji Zhixiu looked up at her with a half-smile, but Ji Zhilan was nervous because she didn't dare to look at her brother.

Seeing Jiang Mian's delay in answering, he almost threw the glass again.

She endured it, raised the hand holding the coffee a little higher, and said with a bit of anger in her voice, "Why, you don't dare to drink it?"

Jiang Mian looked at her, wondering what kind of show she was singing in this time?

Ji Zhilan gradually became uneasy and had a rare idea, “My sister-in-law is still blaming me if she doesn't drink... We are all a family..."

Jiang Mian took the coffee from her hand, but she didn't dare to drink it. I don't think Ji Zhilan would poison it in front of Ji Zhixiu.

However, she curled her eyes, raised the corners of her lips, and changed the direction of the coffee in her hand, "I don't want to be unable to sleep at night. Thank you sister for the coffee. My husband should drink it for me."

She winked playfully and handed it to Ji Zhixiu's lips in front of Ji Zhilan.

Ji Zhixiu lowered his eyes, took her hand and took a sip.

When Ji Zhilan saw this, he ran upstairs.

As soon as I entered, the phone rang.

"How's it going? Have you tested it yet?" Shen Tingyu's anxious voice sounded.

"Forget it, I poured her a cup of coffee, and she actually gave it to my brother. I couldn't tell whether she was pregnant or not!"

Shen Tingyu frowned, hoping that Ji Zhilan was not very smart after all.

"Forget it, let's leave this matter alone for now."

…

Room.

Jiang Mian leaned on the dressing table, and the tall man stood in front of the window and looked into the distance.

After Jiang Mian told the story, he raised his chin and said, "What do you think?"

Ji Zhixiu turned around and his eyes fell on the little girl's red lips. It was difficult to discern her thoughts with her dark eyes.

Hearing her question, he hummed, "Don't worry, I will leave this matter to Xiang Long and let him investigate by himself. He can find it."

Jiang Mian felt relieved after hearing what he said.

Her people can't just be bullied casually.

"Come here," he called quietly.

His eyes fell on Jiang Mian's fair face.

Jiang Mian took a few steps forward, raised his eyes, and slightly opened his red lips, "What are you doing?"

At this moment, the thin and fragmented slanting sunlight coming in from the window fell entirely on the little girl's face.

Even the pores on the face are clearly visible, the skin is moist and looks as delicious as a peach on the lunch table.

Ji Zhixiu's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he whispered something in her ear.

Jiang Mian's peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and she glared at him with both tenderness and anger.

The next day.

Jiang Mian received a call from Li Zhuyi. During the call, her cheerful tone cleared away the gloom, "Sister, I have some good news for you."

Jiang Mian raised the corners of her lips, "What's the good news?"

"Xiang Long and I have received the certificate," she said in a sweet voice. "We plan to hold the wedding later. In short, we are now a legal couple. He said he would take care of me for the rest of his life. I believe him."

"Congratulations," Jiang Mian was sincerely happy for them. "I'll send you a big red envelope later."

"No, no, no, no," Li Zhuyi quickly stopped and said sincerely, “Don't be like this, sister, for me, your presence has helped me a lot. I still want to ask you and Mr. Li for help with something."

"you say."

"When the wedding is held, I would like to invite you and Mr. Ji to be the witnesses."

Jiang Mian nodded, "Of course it's no problem, just let me know when the time comes."

"Well, thank you sister, go ahead and get busy."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Mian exhaled.

She opened the curtains, and a thin layer of snow fell outside the window.

Jiang Mian suddenly remembered the benefits he had promised his fans some time ago to provide him with over 10 million fans.

She took out her phone and took two selfies, then found a few photos from her photo album, put them into a grid, and clicked send.

When he went downstairs, Ji Zhilan was sitting on the sofa and eating walnuts. When he saw her coming, he said angrily, “Do you really think you are the mistress of this house? Are you up so late?"

Before Jiang Mian could speak, Ji's mother gave her a warning look.

"Go and eat, I'll ask the servant to prepare it for you."

Early in the morning, her son told her not to wake up the little girl. How could a mother not know what her son meant?

Jiang Mian nodded obediently, "Thank you, Mom."

Ji Zhilan threw the hard shell in her hand into the trash can as if she had been punched in cotton. He whispered in a low voice, “Mom, you don't really like Jiang Mian, do you? Didn't you say that you want to find a well-matched daughter-in-law for me? What should Miss Jing do?"

"This is not something you should worry about." Ji's mother was almost convinced. Of the two children, one had no brains and the other was too smart.

"If you were smarter like your brother, how could you be deceived by Jiang Cheng?"

Ji Zhilan's face froze, and he became irritated when he heard the name. He couldn't help but think of how stupid he was in the first place. "Mom, why do you want to talk to me nicely?"

"Then why are you talking nice about Jiang Mian?" Ji's mother asked back.

"Which of us is your daughter?" Ji Zhilan sneered.

"Don't act like a scoundrel," Ji's mother frowned, "If you want your brother to treat you, just feel free to find Jiang Mian. I won't help you then."

Ji Zhilan shut up immediately.

After Jiang Mian finished breakfast, he had to go to the company.

When she drove to the company, the snow had stopped, and she saw two people with press badges standing downstairs from a distance.

Jiang Mian thought for a while, took the co-pilot's scarf and wrapped it tightly around herself, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

The person at the door saw her and hesitated, “This... little girl, have you seen Jiang Mian today?"

Jiang Mian shook his head, "I'm the new cleaner. I don't know."

After they left, the two looked at each other, "Is there such a beautifully dressed cleaner...?"

Jiang Mian walked in and went up to the 18th floor in one breath. As soon as he opened the elevator, he saw Ye Yi leaning against the glass door.

Jiang Mian quickly untied her scarf, which made her extremely hot.

Nightwing raised his eyebrows, "What, are you being besieged?"

Jiang Mian frowned, "There are two entertainment reporters squatting on me downstairs."

"Okay, I got it. I'll call someone to send them away later."

Jiang Mian, “Thank you then. Where is Sister Ning?"

"There's a meeting downstairs," Yeyi said in a casual manner, "Come and sit down, I have good news for you."

Jiang Mian sat on the chair, "What's the good news?"

"I've accepted a sweet fairy tale for you, adapted from a novel. There are many fans of the original work, are you afraid?" A playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What are you afraid of? As we all know, fans of the original novel and fans of the drama are two different things." Jiang Mian crossed his arms, "When will you join the group and what will your name be? Who is the girl?"

Ye Yi applauded, "Sister, you are so confident. I arranged it for you. Can it be the second female lead? It must be the heroine who is worthy of my sister. Our company invested in the copyright ourselves."

"It's not money you spent yourself, is it?"

"Uh-huh," Yeyi responded and said nonchalantly, "That's not true. In my opinion, this show will be a hit."

"Who is the hero?"

Yeyi suddenly leaned over, a handsome face came right in front of her eyes, and said three-quarters true and seven-quarters false, “What do you think of me?"

"I see you--" Jiang Mian protracted, stretched out her little hand and slowly pushed his face away, smiling, "Not very good."

"Tsk, the male lead is undecided. If you have a suitable one, you can recommend it to me." Yeyi straightened up and said.

Jiang Mian suddenly thought of the man Song Xingjia, and didn't know how he was doing now.

It seemed like I hadn't seen him for a long time.

"How dare you think about other people in front of me?" Yeyi said in dissatisfaction.

Jiang Mian raised his eyes and said seriously, “Can our company hire the person I recommended?"

"Who are you looking down on!"

"Song Xingjia."

"Please don't come," Yeyi said immediately. He had no interaction with this old man at all.

Jiang Mian spread his hands with "Look, he's talking nonsense again" written all over his face.

Yeyi touched his nose and said, "Okay, if you really want to hook up with him, you can't give it a try. I'll arrange for someone to contact him."

"You said, "High School Class 3" has such a good reputation, the audience will definitely want to see you pair up again, preferably he."

Nightwing touched his chin, "I think it's okay. I'll contact him later."

Jiang Mian pretended to bow his hands and said, "Waiting for good news from the nightclub."

"How can you thank me when everything is done?"