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Yi Yan was sitting in front of the computer at this time.

The webpage was playing the clip of Ji Yang answering the reporter. He looked normal and spoke calmly.

The fans behind him kept shouting.

After the nanny car drove away, there were still fans running behind, their emotions were out of control.

Yi Yan couldn't understand this feeling before, but now she watched Ji Yang's car go farther and farther away, and then backed up for another minute.

Continuing to look at his face, she also admitted that she couldn't get enough of his handsome face.

Ji Yang turned his head to look at the camera, his dark eyes seemed to have a unique charm, which made her heart skip a beat.

"It wasn't me."

He said this very seriously, and suddenly Yi Yan remembered what he said that day: "Whatever you think, I will find a way to solve it myself."

The two of them were indeed very unhappy.

"Boss Yi, the acquisition of Chengguang Entertainment will be completed this month." Secretary Cheng came in and said to her.

"Yeah." Yi Yan nodded, then looked at her, "Have you found out about the video?"

Secretary Cheng shook his head and frowned, "It was found in an Internet cafe, but the Internet cafe's surveillance happened to be broken, so there's no way to find out who it was."

Yi Yan thought deeply, her hand slightly supporting her chin, "Just happened to be broken?"

How could it be such a coincidence?

"It seems that nothing has been found about the second young lady. Could it be that she has offended someone? It's probably set up." Secretary Cheng said.

"It was set up, waiting for Yi Ling to get in." Yi Yan said affirmatively, paused and said, "Keep paying attention."

It's a threat to Yi Ling, but not to her.

"The finance department asked, how much pocket money does the second young lady want this month?" Secretary Cheng asked her again.

In the past, the company would pay Yi Ling an account every month, almost taking money to play in the entertainment industry.

"One hundred thousand is enough." Yi Yan lowered her head and began to process the documents, saying casually.

"Yes."

Secretary Cheng walked out.

Yi Yan closed a document and then took another one.

*

It was nine o'clock at night.

Yi Yan had just come down from the company, and her stomach was already a little sore. She drove all the way home and planned to order some takeout when she got home.

She was busy with a meeting at noon and didn't eat much.

She had been working overtime in the afternoon until now, and not only did her stomach hurt, but her neck was also sore. When she drove the car into the gate, she saw the lights on in the house.

In an instant, she could hear the sound of her heart beating "bang bang bang" in her ears. She tried her best to calm down, stopped the car, and walked to the door with her bag.

She was even a little impatient.

When she got close to the door, she smelled the fragrance of food coming from inside, and her tired mood seemed to dissipate a lot at once.

Open the door.

She walked in and looked up to see the food on the dining table. Three dishes and one soup, the rice was ready.

But she didn't see Ji Yang.

She turned around and walked to the sofa with a puzzled look on her face. She saw him sleeping on the sofa, with his hand on his forehead, covering his eyes.

The other hand was on his body, and there was a purple bruise on the back of his hand.

She walked over slowly, put her bag aside, and stared at the purple bruise on the back of his hand. It should be the one she hit him with chopsticks that day.

It hadn't disappeared after so many days, and she showed a trace of guilt in her eyes.

Her hand had already taken action, and her slender fingers reached out to the back of his hand. As soon as she touched it, Ji Yang moved.

Yi Yan stood up straight, her expression seemed a little cold and arrogant.

Ji Yang opened his eyes, still a little sleepy. Seeing her, he took his hand away and sat up slowly, his voice was still a little lazy, "You're back?"

He rubbed his eyes and looked sleepy.

"Yeah." Yi Yan replied with one word.

"Have you eaten?" He stood up and pointed to the kitchen, "I cooked some dishes. I didn't see you come back after waiting for a long time, so I went to sleep."

Yi Yan didn't reply, but he said to himself, "I'm very tired today. I went to catch up with the announcement since morning. I was supposed to be busy until ten o'clock, but the next schedule was cancelled."

"Have you eaten?" she asked.

"No." Ji Yang shook his head.

"Then let's go together." She said as she walked towards the dining table, and Ji Yang followed her. "It may be a little cold. I'll heat it up."

"The soup is still a little warm. Drink the soup first to warm your stomach."

He said as he served her a bowl of soup, and took the other three dishes to the kitchen to heat them up in the microwave.

Yi Yan sat at the dining table, drinking soup with a spoon, watching him busy in the kitchen, and a strange feeling slowly rose.

It was as if a ray of sunshine was shining into the lonely and dark place, and she began to covet the scene at this moment.

"Stir-fried squid with leeks, I like it very much." Ji Yang brought out a dish. The edge of the ceramic was still quite hot. He quickly put it on the table, put the cloth on it aside, shook his hand, and blew it twice at his mouth.

Yi Yan was amused by his action, and her eyebrows curved, "Be careful."

Ji Yang stared at her, and slowly put his hand down, pursed his thin lips, and his eyes were always on her face.

Her smile began to converge, her ears felt a little hot, and she lowered her head to continue drinking soup.

"This cuttlefish is delicious, you try it." Ji Yang's eyes flickered, and he hurriedly said something. There was also a sound coming from the microwave, and he walked over there again.

The second dish was bitter melon fried eggs, and the third was mushroom diced chicken.

The soup he cooked was white radish and mutton soup, with medicinal herbs, it smelled very fragrant and tasted sweet.

It was a very ordinary dish, and it was heated in the microwave once.

Yi Yan ate very happily, and after a bowl of rice, she wanted to have a second bowl, but she was afraid that Ji Yang would think she could eat more.

When he was about to put down his chopsticks, she felt that she was only six points full.

But, she had to act reserved.

She also slowed down her eating speed, eating less and less.

The end.

Ji Yang's cell phone rang, and he got up to answer the call on the balcony.

Yi Yan sped up her eating speed, using her chopsticks to pick up the tender and delicious chicken cubes, putting them into her mouth piece by piece.