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"Make me a cup of coffee." She blurted out, her tone was like telling a secretary, then she felt that she was going too far, "Forget it, I'll go myself."

"I'll go." Ji Yang turned and walked down.

Yi Yan became even more anxious, and followed him down, "You don't know where it is, I just bought it."

She quickened her pace and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Ji Yang followed her in, "Isn't there only one kind of coffee in the kitchen? The one you like the most."

"No!" Yi Yan denied.

He stood by and watched her look.

Yi Yan opened the upper cabinet and saw that there were only a few cans of the same coffee in it. She looked at him next to her and calmed down, "Oh, I just finished drinking it yesterday, so I'll make this."

"What brand? If you really want to drink it, ask the store to send it over." He said.

"I brought it back from a business trip. There is no domestic one." She said, hoping to shut him up.

"What brand is that?" Ji Yang was puzzled, "If you like it, I'll bring it for you next time."

"How can I remember, there is only this one, so just make this one." Her attitude became tough.

Ji Yang stopped talking and reached out to take the water.

Seeing him silent, Yi Yan wondered if she had said something wrong again. She was a little nervous.

She had been strong since she was a child, and was brought up by Old Lady Yin. She was very decisive in many things.

Ji Yang took the cup, washed it, opened the jar, and the small purple on the back of his hand appeared in Yi Yan's sight again.

She felt that she was too much, and took the initiative to find a topic, "How are you handling your own affairs?"

"What?" Ji Yang couldn't tell any emotion.

"What else? Borrowed money from someone?" Yi Yan was always so unforgiving when she spoke.

"The storm is over, I'm not here to borrow money from you." The water just boiled, he took it and poured it in.

Yi Yan was choked.

She was convinced by herself, and she just talked to death.

The two stood there again, and the awkward anger began to spread. She racked her brains and squeezed out a sentence, "What solution did you think of?"

"I didn't think of any solution, I just left it to fate." Ji Yang put a spoon in it and stirred it twice, lowering his head, "Brother Wei suddenly notified me to catch up with the announcement, I thought I had to take a few days off."

"It's good to take a vacation."

Yi Yan: "..."

She didn't know what to say.

"It's ready, go up." Ji Yang looked up at her, holding a coffee in his hand.

"You don't want to drink it?" she asked.

"I don't like it. I can't sleep after drinking coffee." He declined, and then said, "If you haven't finished it, I'll drink it."

Yi Yan: "..."

It can't be wasted, right?

The two walked up, and Yi Yan started sitting in front of the computer. She only drinks coffee when she has to work.

In fact, there is no work today, but there is no way, she has to pretend.

She looked at the page, holding the coffee and drinking it, and glanced at Ji Yang leaning against the head of the bed. He also had a computer on him.

I guess he didn't go home today, and came directly to her.

After each sip, she looked to see if she had finished drinking half of it, and gave him the remaining half.

After two more sips, Yi Yan pretended to finish the remaining half, and then closed the page.

Ji Yang was still concentrating on the computer, his straight nose looked tough under the refraction of light, and his face was as clear and elegant as a painting.

He looked very good.

Her fingers were slightly bent, her eyes fell on him, and after a long while, she spoke, "Aren't you curious about who helped you?"

"Such a big incident, now it's all settled."

To be honest, she was also curious.

"Isn't it you?" Ji Yang looked at her.

"Me?" Yi Yan raised her eyebrows.

"If not you, who is it?" Ji Yang raised the corner of his mouth, not hurriedly but firmly, "In this world, only you care about my life and death, and the rest of the people don't care about me."

These words were like a bomb exploding in Yi Yan's heart.

There was trust in his words.

Unfortunately, it wasn't. She had been waiting for him to give in before she would lend a hand. His words made her feel ashamed.

"You are my woman, so you won't be so cruel." Ji Yang closed the computer, walked to her side, bent down and hugged her, "right?"

Yi Yan's throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and she really couldn't speak.

She suddenly felt that her previous behavior was very petty, even extremely dirty.

"I misunderstood you, Yan Yan, I apologize to you, and I won't provoke you in the future." He said sincerely, still kissing her.

Yi Yan had no resistance to his face, and she felt a little dizzy when being kissed.

But the words just now set off a lot of waves in her heart. She pointed to the coffee on the table, "You drink this first, there is still half left."

"Drink it later."

"Drink it now, hurry up." Her tone was as strong as ever.

Ji Yang didn't refuse, let go of her, picked up the coffee and drank it in one gulp, "Okay?"

"Take it to wash." She gave another order.

He sighed deeply, took the cup and walked to the bathroom, and then the sound of running water came out.

Yi Yan's eyes were full of complicated thoughts.

She originally thought it was Ji Yang, and in this case, he could only save himself, but now, she ruled out this idea.

Could it be some whistleblower in the entertainment industry?

But in this case, wouldn’t the other party get nothing? What’s the purpose?

The only explanation can only be some enemy of Yiling.

After a while, Ji Yang came out after washing the cup. He put the cup down and held her in his arms again.

He lowered his head, hugged and kissed her.

When she touched his forehead, her voice was so soft, and she apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you that day, I was wrong."

"But you didn't even call me, it should be good at home, you have a long vacation, you don't have to go to work." She raised her eyebrows, and there was a bit of sarcasm.