Ji Zhixiu paused and said without changing his expression, “I was also introduced here."

"Who?" the little girl asked.

Ji Zhixiu raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly, "Jing Yiyi."

He thought that the little girl's appetite would be affected somewhat if she found out, but Jiang Mian acted as if nothing was wrong and stuffed another glutinous rice ball.

He narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, “It's really delicious. In that case, I have to thank Mr. Ji for betraying his lust so that we can have a meal tonight."

Ji Zhixiu stared at her face with deep eyes and a low voice, “Aren't you jealous?"

Jiang Mian shook his head, "It's not that I'm not jealous, but I'm not jealous of this kind."

A narrow smile appeared in her peach blossom eyes, "Let me think about it, Miss Jing must have said a lot in that scene."

She cleared her throat and said politely, “'Mr. Ji, come and try this dish. Is it delicious?' Then you looked expressionless, right?"

Ji Zhixiu was silent. Although the scene was not exactly the same at that time, she had already imitated the essence.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Mian knew that he had guessed correctly.

She held her chin in her hand, "Axiu, do you know that your cold face is really scary?"

"Scared you?" Ji Zhixiu frowned.

He is used to doing everything without any emotions, so that he can stand at the best angle and achieve the desired results.

Jiang Mian shook his head, "No."

She couldn't help but smile, "Do you remember the first time we met?"

Ji Zhixiu was startled, almost subconsciously thinking that the little girl had remembered it, but he soon realized that she was not talking about childhood.

"Remember." He said solemnly. He had been grateful countless times that he could still meet her after so many years and be able to support the little girl in such circumstances.

"When you appeared, the whole atmosphere was different." Jiang Mian pursed his lips, which was the momentum accumulated in a person over the years.

"It's cold and... ascetic, which makes people like it very much."

Even if he doesn't show up, Jiang Mian can still escape. But it was inevitable that the fish would die and the net would break, but he appeared.

An extremely unforgettable way attracted Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian curled her lips and changed the subject, "So why did you help me then?"

"I want to protect you, and I don't want you to be bullied." Ji Zhixiu's voice was low, like the strings of a fine cello, arousing an itch in Jiang Mian's ears.

The leftovers on the table had been removed and a pot of hollow gold embroidered incense was put on it.

The smell was elegant and fresh. Through the smoke, Jiang Mian couldn't see the man's expression clearly.

But I can feel the sincerity of the man when he said this.

Jiang Mian stood up and walked to his side. Ji Zhixiu grabbed her waist with his big palm and forced the little girl to sit on his lap, causing Jiang Mian to look at him angrily.

The room is filled with sandalwood and brings peace and tranquility.

...

When the two came out, there was a slight drizzle outside.

The waiter was standing guard outside the door, and Jiang Mian couldn't help but blush a little when he saw her cheeks.

The waiter smiled slightly and thoughtfully handed over an oil-paper umbrella, “Two guests, please be careful and welcome to visit next time."

Jiang Mian took the oil-paper umbrella and smiled back, "Thank you."

Jiang Mian was in the midst of this drizzle. This scene really felt like he was in the south of the Yangtze River.

Ji Zhixiu frowned, took off his gray coat, and put it on the little girl's shoulders.

Then he took the oil-paper umbrella in a natural movement, put his other hand around the little girl's shoulder, and said, "Let's go."

After leaving the Zhuya courtyard, Jiang Mian said on a whim, "I was a little stuffed from eating just now. I want to take a walk now."

Ji Zhixiu glanced at her and said, "Okay."

He didn't say it was raining or that he was still driving.

I just agreed.

Jiang Mian held his hand and walked out of the alley along the path aimlessly.

Unconsciously, I walked to the central square.

Jiang Mian only realized something was wrong when he heard the whispers beside him.

She turned her face sideways and whispered, “I won't be recognized, right?"

Then there was a little bit of pride in his tone, "After all, I am someone with representative works now, so I should be recognized, right?"

She thought that by turning sideways and covering half of her face, no one would recognize her.

Unexpectedly, someone tapped him on the shoulder, with an excited but cautious tone, "Jiang Mian, is it you? Can we take a photo together?"

They were two little girls who looked like college students, standing in front of Jiang Mian, very happy.

Ji Zhixiu's eyes were fixed on her hand, and the little girl quickly shrank back in fear, feeling that this person was very scary.

Qieqie said, “Can, is it okay? I have liked you for a long time!"

Jiang Mian smiled slightly, "Of course."

She turned her head and smiled brightly, "Axiu, take a picture for us."

Ji Zhixiu took the phone expressionlessly, "Okay."

The fans were hesitant to speak. The excitement of being able to stand next to their idol outweighed the frightening feeling of being frightened by this man's eyes just now.

Soon, Ji Zhixiu handed back the phone and said, "Okay."

The fan flipped through the photo album and whispered, "Is it just one photo?"

Jiang Mian smiled, "Then let's take two selfies?"

The two looked at each other and said in unison, “Okay!"

After taking the photo, the little fan looked at Ji Zhixiu and asked curiously, “Sister, is this yours...?"

Jiang Mian raised his index finger to his lips, “Shh, this is a secret."

Her crooked eyebrows and bright smile instantly captivated the two of them, and they nodded hurriedly, “Okay, okay... Don't worry, sister, we are your only fans, and we won't tell anyone else!"

"Thank you."

"It's okay, it's okay," after a pause, the fan whispered, "Sister, you two are a perfect match."

On the way back, Ji Zhixiu obviously felt that the little girl was in a good mood.

He grabbed the little girl's hand and pretended to be casual, “What did they say to you just now?"

Jiang Mian's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, "Come here."

Ji Zhixiu stopped and turned to look at her, "Huh?"

Jiang Mian stood on tiptoe and kissed the side of his face, then quickly stepped away and said proudly, "I won't tell you."

Ji Zhixiu suddenly smiled, "Naughty."

Jiang Mian did not refute, but raised his chin, "I can't walk anymore."

She is wearing a new pair of shoes today to match this little cheongsam.

It’s true that it looks good, and it’s true that my feet are tired.

Ji Zhixiu bent down and said quietly, “Come up."

Jiang Mian curled her lips, jumped onto his broad shoulders, hugged his neck tightly, holding an umbrella with one hand.

Ji Zhixiu held the little girl's butt firmly and walked forward leisurely.

"Am I heavy?" Jiang Mian asked, lying next to his ear, his warm breath hitting his cheeks.

"not heavy."

"Ash."

"Um?"

"Have I ever said that I like you so much."

The corners of Ji Zhixiu's lips raised, and his tone was serious, "Come closer, I didn't hear clearly just now."

Jiang Mian's eyes were filled with confusion, and he moved his head forward, "I said I like it very much... um..."

Ji Zhixiu turned his head and kissed her red lips, his breath intertwined, his voice was hoarse and gentle, "Be good."

"??" He was obviously the one who made the effort, but Jiang Mian gasped and hit his shoulder twice, lightly or hard, "I'm not satisfied with this answer."

"Say you like me too," she ordered.

"I love you."

Jiang Mian was startled, then the curve of his lips widened, and then he chuckled, "Me too! I love you too!"

.......

Hong Kong City First Hospital.

Song Xingjia finally woke up slowly, and his assistant stood aside and said excitedly, “Mr. Song! You finally woke up!"

Song Xingjia rolled his eyes. The scene before the car accident was still in his mind. He paused slightly and then said, "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's been three days... Don't worry, Mr. Song is fine. He just came home and told me to notify him to come and see you when you wake up." With that, the assistant was about to make a call.

Song Xingjia raised his hand, "No, is the film festival coming soon?"

The assistant was stunned and didn't understand why Mr. Song would ask this in the first place, but he still nodded and said, “Yes, Director Wang has been contacting you. However, I have always followed your wishes and have not asked anyone in the circle. Reveal any information."

Song Xingjia exhaled slightly, "Call the doctor to come over and check me."

He wanted to get better before the film festival and attend red carpet events with Jiang Mian.

"Okay, Mr. Song!"

After a lengthy examination, the doctor stood beside the bed and said, “Mr. Xiao Song, you are lucky this time. The car accident did not damage your lungs. But you still need to stay in bed for a month to prevent any sequelae."

“What if I have an event next week?”

"This..." The doctor hesitated, “I'm afraid Mr. Song's physical strength may not be able to keep up."

Song Xingjia nodded slightly, "I know, hard work."

"Working for Mr. Song is not considered hard work. On the contrary, we should be grateful to Mr. Song for his annual funding support and equipment supply for our hospital projects." The doctor said sincerely.

Song Xingjia smiled slightly, with a hint of tiredness in his expression, "That's right,"

The doctor said wisely, “Mr. Xiao Song, take a good rest first. If you need anything, you can call me again."

"Xingjia!" The ward door was pushed open violently.

Song Xingzhi looked surprised, "You are indeed awake!"

Song Xingjia turned his head and looked over, "Brother."

Song Xingzhi walked to the bed and sat down, and couldn't help but hold his hand. There were only two brothers left in the ward.

Without outsiders, Song Xingzhi did not hide the pain in his heart, "Xingjia, do you know, you really scared me to death! That car accident was obviously aimed at me, why did you save me! If you If there is anything wrong, I won’t be able to explain it to my parents even if I die and go to the ground!”

Song Xingjia's expression was indifferent, "Brother has always been in poor health. It would be really heartless if I didn't protect him at that time. Besides, wasn't I a good person? Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Of course he knew that the car accident was aimed at Song Xingzhi, but he was also confident that he would not die in this car accident.

If he was unscathed, how could he allow those with evil intentions to take further action?

He slowly stated his purpose, and Song Xingzhi couldn't help stroking his hands and said, "Xingjia, you are really a good helper for me!"

"Don't worry, those people just hurt you, I will never let them go." He gritted his teeth, his usually bloodless face turned red with anger this time.

"If they dare to touch you, I will never let them run wild again!"