Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

The originally quiet villa was a little more lively because of the fireworks.

Fang Yiru came down slowly from upstairs, looked at the man sitting on the sofa sliding the tablet in his hand, and coughed lightly.

Only then did Jiang Beiyan withdraw his gaze from the data in front of him, and looked up at the woman in front of him. A wave flashed in his deep eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

The man stood up and said, "The meal is ready, let's eat something."

Fang Yiru stood not far away, accepting Jiang Beiyan's gaze, turned her head a little shyly, and gave a soft 'hmm'.

Looking at the chair Jiang Beiyan pulled out for him, Fang Yiru sat on it gracefully.

"These are all your favorites. Don't you like this spicy crayfish? It's the first time to make it. How about the taste?"

Fang Yiru looked at the shrimp on her plate, only to realize that all the crayfish on this plate had been peeled.

Jiang Beiyan has done this kind of thing before, and she didn't feel anything, she always ate it naturally.

It was a bit strange today, she took a sip and nodded: "It's delicious."

"Eat more if you like, but it's a bit spicy."

"Why is your hand broken?"

Fang Yiru's gaze was fixed on the hand that passed before her eyes.

The black jade chopsticks reflected the whiteness and slenderness of the man's hands. I only thought they were good-looking before, but now I think they are more pleasing to the eye.

Clutching the man's wrist, Jiang Beiyan was obviously stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

"It's just that I accidentally touched it while peeling the shrimp. It's nothing to do with it."

It was just a meal, he did too much, and he didn't feel anything, and the wound was very shallow, just a layer of skin.

"Crayfish have a lot of bacteria. What if you don't handle it well and get infected?"

Facing Fang Yiru's serious questioning, Jiang Beiyan was stunned for a moment, but he was a little powerless to refute, so he just said reluctantly: "It's really fine."

"If you have nothing to do, you need to put a Band-Aid on it. Where's your medicine cabinet?"

Fang Yiru got up and was about to find the medicine box, but Jiang Beiyan grabbed her wrist.

The man's face was calm, and he said slowly: "No need."

Fang Yiru opened her lips, met his serious gaze, and suddenly felt a little bored.

Sitting straight back to her seat, the man still sandwiched food for her as usual.

"You must be hungry. The porridge relieved your stomach just now, but you should also pay attention when eating, don't eat too much."

Fang Yiru lowered her head, obediently eating the food he brought over.

Originally, she was very hungry. I wondered if she had been hungry for hours. Looking at these things, she didn't seem to be in a hurry to eat them.

"That... the clothes in the room upstairs, I think they are the same size as mine."

After Fang Yiru finished speaking, he quickly took two mouthfuls of rice and stuffed it into his mouth, secretly suppressing his shock.

It's just a normal problem, they are so familiar, it's just a chat, she doesn't need to be nervous!

"Those are made to your measurements and are yours."

Poof...cough cough cough!

After a series of coughing, there was an extra glass of water in front of him.

Fang Yiru didn't dare to look up, grabbed the water and drank the whole glass of water.

She doesn't care about the money to buy these clothes, but she thinks... Jiang Beiyan doesn't seem right?

"Eat slowly."

"I am fine."

Waving her hand, she calmed herself down and looked at Jiang Beiyan with an embarrassed smile.

"I have clothes, I don't lack these."

Fang's wardrobe is even bigger than this one. She has always come here since she was a child. What gorgeous things haven't she seen?

She just couldn't understand why Jiang Beiyan prepared it for her.

"I know, but it's inconvenient to take it back and forth. It's more convenient when you stay here. Every season, I will have the clothes remade according to your size, so you don't have to worry about it not fitting."

The more detailed Jiang Bei's words were, the more frightening Fang Yiru felt.

Mr. Jiang, are you out of your mind?Do you know what you are talking about.

"Oh, the clothes fit you well. I don't think you need to do this." Anyway, she didn't plan to live with him, which made her feel psychologically shadowed.

Fang Yiru was thinking, and suddenly thought of something, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Do you change these clothes every season?"

Jiang Beiyan nodded: "These were delivered a week ago."

"How do you know my size?"

After Fang Yiru finished speaking, seeing the man look up, his frank eyes fell directly on her body: "I measured it myself."

Fang Yiru: "..."

Boy, you win, you win!

"You don't want people to give you these things in the future, I won't wear them."

"Didn't you wear it already? It's not comfortable or you don't like it? I'll ask them to make another batch."

"Jiangbei dialect!"

Seeing the man's calm expression, Fang Yiru finally couldn't help getting angry.

Compared with the innocence on the man's face, she is very angry now.

"The two of us are just friends. You don't need to prepare some for me, and you don't have to cook. You are a dignified president of the Jiang family, so you can't hire a cook. Even if you do all these, I will not accept you. , it's impossible for the two of us."

"why?"

The man clenched the chopsticks tightly, but the expression on his face remained calm.

It's just that those deep black eyes are falling coldly on Fang Yiru's face at this moment.

The woman opened her lips, but in the end she could only choke out a sentence: "I don't like you."

It's been so many years, if she can like it, she should already like it.

She is not a person who deceives herself. If she really had the slightest interest in him at the beginning, they could not have been friends for so many years.

Since she hasn't liked it for so many years, she thinks she probably doesn't like it anymore.

She doesn't have the habit of looking for a spare tire, and she doesn't like it anymore, and she still has to pick someone up.

The entire villa suddenly returned to silence.

Feeling the silence of death, Fang Yiru couldn't help raising her head, and was slightly taken aback when she met the man's indifferent gaze.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard a calm answer: "I know."

This, this is the end?

Fang Yiru looked at him, suddenly he couldn't understand this man.

Does Jiang Beiyan's status need to stalk her?

Of course, as the only daughter of the Fang family, she is indeed worthy of a man's stalking her.

"The dish is cold, eat it quickly!"

Jiang Beiyan's calm attitude made Fang Yiru feel unreal.

Generally, when a man is rejected by a woman, even if he doesn't need to express his heartbreak, he still has to take his dignity into consideration.

But Jiang Beiyan seemed to have no dignity in front of Fang Yiru.

Seeing that there was more lobster meat in the bowl, Fang Yiru ate very carefully, even a little apprehensive, her movements were so slow that she chewed about a hundred times in one bite.

"Why don't you swallow it?"

Jiang Beiyan looked up, and those deep black eyes suddenly met hers.

Fang Yiru choked for breath, and subconsciously replied, "I'm afraid you'll poison me to death!"