Life becomes easier after the love brain awakens!

Praise him?

Apart from his good looks, what else was there about him that was worthy of her praise?

Does it count as torturing people?

Jiang Yan gritted her teeth and copied the template of the CEO's article praising a man's appearance, and added some exaggerated words to disgust him...

[Your face is like a work of art by God, so perfect that even the heavens are jealous... You are four sets minus three sets, very handsome, the Pacific Ocean is filled with my saliva for you, can you please stop seducing my soul, I want to be yours, kiss your lips...]

The small homework was sent over not long ago.

Feng Yuhan sent her another message: [Forget breakfast again tomorrow morning...]

Jiang Yan was so stimulated that he wrote the script for more than two hours.

I set an alarm before going to bed.

She woke up in the morning to the sound of her alarm.

She turned over subconsciously, and the temperature of the human body woke her up completely. When she opened her eyes, she saw herself holding Tang Wanwan.

Tang Wanwan saw herself on Jiang Yan's bed, her face flushed, her mind went blank, "I...why am I here?"

The heroine is the heroine.

Pure and cute look.

Jiang Yan couldn't help but want to tease her, "You hugged me last night and refused to let go, and insisted on sleeping with me..."

Tang Wanwan:!!!

"I didn't expect that after all the things I did to you, you still liked me so much..."

Tang Wanwan:!!!

"You have succeeded in making me interested in you..." Jiang Yan raised her hand and pinched her tender face, "Otherwise, you will be my woman from now on..."

Tang Wanwan looked at her with a red face, and she was completely out of shape.

Jiang Yan looked at her.

Thinking of what the original owner had done to her.

If she could get her forgiveness, then the threat issue could be resolved...

"Sleep a little longer, I'll make you breakfast..."

Tang Wanwan heard the door close.

Subconsciously, I lifted the quilt and looked at myself.

He looked at the extremely luxurious room again.

The memory of the death began to attack her little by little.

She confessed her love to Feng Yuhan.

She said all those words to Feng Yuhan.

As a result, Jiang Yan heard everything.

Is this a real misunderstanding or a false one?

She liked Feng Yuhan so much that she forced him to marry her. She wanted to kill anyone who flirted with Feng Yuhan. How could she possibly like a woman?

But now she seems to have become a different person, no longer loving Feng Yuhan at all, but starts to smile every time he sees her...

Did she really go and make her breakfast?

Tang Wanwan tossed and turned in bed, becoming more and more frightened the more she thought about it.

She didn’t know how to face Feng Yuhan, nor did she know how to face Jiang Yan. She wanted her assistant to pick her up, but found that her cell phone was not in the room.

What are you afraid of?

She wanted to leave secretly, but when she got up and went out, she ran into Feng Yuhan who came out of another room.

The hair is meticulously groomed.

The sharp facial features outline a face that people never get tired of looking at but are always unable to understand.

The white shirt is neatly tucked into the suit pants, showing off his slim figure with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.

His whole body exudes masculine charm.

It feels out of reach.

Like a god who has strayed into the human world.

Just like when she first saw him.

Thinking about my out-of-control confession after drinking last night.

She pinched her fingers and dared not look at him, but wanted to see his reaction, "I was drunk last night, don't take it to heart if I said anything I shouldn't have said."

"You are an actress, you should know better than anyone that saying the wrong thing outside may bring trouble to your career..." Feng Yuhan looked at her as if nothing happened, and just reminded her, "Getting drunk is a taboo for you."

She confessed last night.

He did not respond.

Was it a rejection? Or was it just drunken talk that was ignored?

Tang Wanwan couldn't tell from his attitude.

She pursed her lips, "Not next time."

Feng Yuhan glanced at the dining table downstairs, "She hasn't gotten up yet?"

"She's up. She said she was going to make breakfast." Tang Wanwan's face turned red and she hurried downstairs to get her cell phone.

I picked up the phone and wanted to say goodbye.

Jiang Yan came out of the kitchen carrying noodles. Seeing them coming down one after another, not looking very close, she felt sick.

Didn’t you kiss and confess your love last night?

How come I feel even more unfamiliar after waking up?

"You guys woke up just in time, come over and have breakfast."

Tang Wanwan glanced at her with twinkling eyes: "I won't eat, I have something else to do..."

"You have to eat first even if you have something to do..." Jiang Yan said nothing and walked forward to pull her to the dining table.

Tang Wanwan looked at her hand that was pulling her arm, the blush on her face deepening little by little. She was pressed by Jiang Yan to sit at the table, feeling completely flustered.

Jiang Yan, the arrogant and domineering woman who always accused her of seducing Feng Yuhan and disliked her in various ways, suddenly let her sleep in her bed and pulled her like this.

Could it be that she really likes her?

Feng Yuhan looked at Tang Wanwan, then looked at Jiang Yan who went to the kitchen, and sat down opposite her, "She didn't bully you last night, did she?"

Tang Wanwan denied repeatedly: "No, no..."

Jiang Yan came out with a bowl of noodles in one hand, and heard her say no, so she asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Feng Yuhan looked at Tang Wanwan, then glanced at her, then glanced at the noodles she put in front of Tang Wanwan. The fried egg inside was actually in the shape of a heart. He looked at the noodles in her bowl again, which was also in the shape of a heart.

Take another look at what’s in your bowl.

No shape.

When Tang Wanwan saw the heart-shaped fried egg in the bowl, the blush that had just faded away instantly came back.

Jiang Yan sat down, looked at her, then looked at Feng Yuhan, and said something with a hint of meaning, "Try it, I made it myself."

Tang Wanwan: ...

Feng Yuhan glanced at her and asked, "Is that all?"

"I'm afraid that if I make too much, it will be wasted. Besides, there are beef, eggs, and vegetables in it. Isn't it rich enough?" Jiang Yan said seriously, and taught with a righteous tone, "Go out and see how many people want to eat a bowl of noodles like this but can't get one, and how many people can't even fill their stomachs..."

"As a company president and a public figure, you should use your money to do more charity work instead of wasting it..."

The original owner’s breakfast used to be rich and varied, and it took a lot of time and effort. She didn’t want that.

But she couldn't make him unhappy either.

If he is unhappy, he will definitely find ways to torture her.

She could only take the initiative and shut his mouth.

Tang Wanwan couldn't help but look up at her when she heard it.

The young lady who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and never cared about other people's feelings, suddenly understood the sufferings of the poor people.

Jiang Yan gave her a smile, "Wan Wan, do you think I'm right?"

Tang Wanwan got goosebumps when she was called "Wanwan".

Feng Yuhan glared at her, his eyes so sharp that he seemed to want to stare a hole in her face, "Doesn't your face hurt when you say that?"

The Jiang Yan he knew was both extravagant and wasteful, and had no sympathy or desire to help others. She could never say such words.

"The past is the past, and the present is the present. I corrected my mistakes as soon as I knew them, which is the greatest kindness..." Jiang Yan said without blushing, and then looked at Tang Wanwan, smiling beautifully: "Right, Wanwan?"

Tang Wanwan almost choked herself to death on a mouthful of noodles.

Jiang Yan immediately gave her some paper and poured her some water.

Feng Yuhan couldn't bear to watch her suddenly showing her courtesy to Tang Wanwan. He picked up his chopsticks and tasted a mouthful of noodles, then another mouthful...

Jiang Yan only had Tang Wanwan in his eyes. "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Tang Wanwan was forced to answer: "It's delicious."

"I'm also a good cook. What do you like to eat? I'll make it for you next time."

Tang Wanwan was choked again.

Feng Yuhan finally couldn't help but look up at Jiang Yan this time, "Since you like doing this so much, do you want to pay for the lunch for all the company employees?"

Jiang Yan: ...

He is jealous of her, a woman, for being nice to Tang Wanwan?

If you like her so much, why don't you marry her?

He ate the remaining noodles in a few bites, not wanting to disturb their world of two. "I'll go clean up first, you guys take your time eating..."