You do not understand

I don't know what kind of instructions Ye Tingyi gave Han Cuifen, she showed off her skills and did it in a grand manner. When Duan Yanzhe came home, there was a clanging sound in the kitchen, and a burst of aroma wafted into her nostrils.

Hearing his voice, Jiang Xun came out with a very calm expression, as if he hadn't had a little conflict with him, he just said: "You should rest for a while and have dinner right away."

Duan Yanzhe also tacitly kept silent, and only asked: "What are you doing?"

Before Jiang Xun opened his mouth, Han Cuifen turned around and shouted, "It's all your favorite dishes, fish head with chopped peppers, oily prawns, steamed eggs..."

She looked over without hesitation. Seeing this, Jiang Xun walked up to Duan Yanzhe and helped him take off his suit.

Duan Yanzhe was still listening at first, but after being teased by him, his mind went blank, and he stared at Jiang Xun's neck and collarbone absent-mindedly.

I don't know if it's because of the bad breakup last weekend, but after I drove him away, he still stood in front of his eyes regardless of past suspicions. Duan Yanzhe felt a little subtle in his heart, he liked and hated his character.

Duan Yanzhe's mouth was inexplicably dry, and he looked away: "Don't help, go upstairs to change clothes and come down to eat."

Jiang Xun saw that he was stiff and obviously unhappy, and felt that he was more embarrassed than himself, so he didn't put on an air and went upstairs immediately.

He changed his house clothes and went to wash his hands first, only to find his missing shirt thrown in the laundry basket.The laundry basket was full of Duan Yanzhe's clothes, he didn't want to throw his own in it, he stared at it for two seconds in a daze, no matter what he thought, he was at a loss.

It was only at the dinner table that Jiang Xun figured out Han Cuifen's intentions.

She used the serving chopsticks to pick up a few chopsticks dishes for Duan Yanzhe and Jiang Xun, and asked Duan Yanzhe insincerely: "Yanzhe, is the food delicious?"

"Of course." Duan Yanzhe peeled the prawns, threw them into Jiang Xun's bowl, and said with a smile, "Auntie Han's cooking has been eaten for more than 20 years, and other meals are not as good as Auntie Han's."

One sentence made Han Cuifen extremely happy, and she shook her shoulders with a smile: "Then Aunt Han will come and cook for you two every day from now on, okay?"

Duan Yanzhe's smile froze immediately, and he said after a while: "Aunt Han is too tired from running around like this, besides, my parents are more inseparable from you than I am."

Han Cuifen didn't notice anything unusual about him, so she patted him on the shoulder: "Oh, my wife asked me to stay here to take care of your daily meals. After all, part-time workers are unreliable. You spend all day socializing outside, and if you can't eat a satisfying meal when you come back, what's the matter?"

Jiang Xun was eating his meals out of nothing, but when he heard her words, he suddenly raised his head.

Han Cuifen felt his gaze and looked over with a smile. Jiang Xun didn't know what to say, but Duan Yanzhe said decisively: "I eat out all day, so there is no need to bother you. I will tell my mother about it."

Han Cuifen didn't know what he saw suddenly: "You still want to eat if you don't eat Xiaojiang, Xiaojiang studies so hard." She seemed to think of it again, and suddenly realized: "I don't think I disturb your two people live?"

"..."

Embarrassment was almost on the horizon, Duan Yanzhe nodded immediately, put his arms around Jiang Xun's shoulders, and said bluntly and implicitly: "I'm embarrassed to say, but it's actually like this. I'm used to just being at home with him. Not only do I not pay attention to appearance, Sometimes it's messy."

Jiang Xun glanced at him calmly, but he avoided Jiang Xun's gaze.

After the meal, Han Cuifen procrastinated and refused to go back, so Duan Yanzhe had to clean up the guest room and let her sleep.

When Jiang Xun was at home, the two of them seldom stayed in the same room after eating and before going to bed, occupying the living room and the study room respectively. Now that Han Cuifen was here, Jiang Xun could only sit on the sofa with Duan Yanzhe and watch TV.

Jiang Xun flicked through the phone, while Duan Yanzhe looked at the screen. At this moment, Duan Yanzhe's phone rang suddenly.

It was his elder brother Duan Xingyue who called. Duan Yanzhe glanced at him and didn't answer.

But the phone call was very persistent, Duan Yanzhe vowed not to give up if he didn't answer, Duan Yanzhe frowned slightly, and finally got through: "What's wrong?"

Duan Xing came up and said: "You have made me miserable."

Duan Yanzhe knew that he was on this topic, but he continued politely: "Brother, if you talk about Liao Xue, don't talk to me. I get nervous when I hear her name, and I can't bear it."

Duan Xingyue was going to have a serious talk with him, but when he heard his attitude, he was a little angry: "You throw all the picks at me, so I can bear it?"

Duan Yanzhe opened the phone with narrowed eyes, took a deep breath, and then pressed the phone again and said: "Then it's done now, even if I kneel down and beg her, she is definitely not willing to go to her father to speak well for me again."

Duan Xingyue snorted: "Then you might as well try kneeling down and begging her."

"..."

Duan Xingyue listened to his silence, and continued: "Last weekend, Uncle Liao and I were fishing, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious. After I took out your box of wedding candies, it was like a grenade. The results of the previous negotiations were blown up." Ashes disappeared, no one would let go of what I said."

"..."

"I don't expect you to beg Liao Xue. You and I know her very well. She is just a little girl. If you use some means to coax her casually, I don't believe that the current situation can be made."

Duan Yanzhe sneered: "Then you are wrong, I can't coax her now."

Duan Xingyue lowered his voice, not very happy: "Second brother, you are too free-wheeling, you are not counting what kind of investment we have put in before, this is in vain, you--"

Duan Yanzhe was not afraid of him, Duan Xingyue didn't finish his sentence, he couldn't listen anymore, hung up the phone decisively, and threw the phone aside.

He was very loud, Han Cuifen was much quieter in the kitchen, Jiang Xun also put down his phone and looked at him sideways.

Duan Yanzhe felt that he must look hideous now, he didn't want to face Jiang Xun, so he went upstairs to take a shower.

He took a cold shower and tried his best to calm himself down, but he was still furious after taking a shower, and sat on the bed in a daze.After a while, Jiang Xun entered the room and saw Duan Yanzhe leaning against the head of the bed with his eyes closed.

Jiang Xun thought he was asleep, and planned to pull a corner of the duvet over to protect him from the cold, but as soon as he touched Duan Yanzhe's shoulder, he pinched his wrist, turned around and pressed him on the bed.

Jiang Xun didn't move, seeing that Duan Yanzhe's eyes were a little red and his breathing was unsteady, he asked calmly, "What's wrong with you?"

Duan Yanzhe's eyes wandered, he looked at him carefully, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

He looked at Jiang Xun, Jiang Xun also looked at him, and asked again: "What's the matter?"

Duan Yanzhe was no longer as calm as usual, and choked out a vague sentence for a long time: "I...you..."

Jiang Xun frowned, puzzled and said, "What do you mean?"

Duan Yanzhe's voice was like a gnat, faltering: "Do you like me?"

Jiang Xun was startled, and his tone softened unconsciously: "What do you want me to say?"

"..." Duan Yanzhe was silent.

Jiang Xun thought for a while, raised his arms and hugged Duan Yanzhe's neck.

Duan Yanzhe was a little surprised, maybe the coolness from the cold bath just now had subsided, but he even breathed hot.

Duan Yanzhe closed his eyes, and leaned close to her. Just when their lips were about to touch, he immediately bounced away. He got up and took a few steps to the door with his mobile phone in hand.

Han Cuifen was walking to the door of the guest room, seeing Duan Yanzhe stumbling out, almost as if he was drunk, he couldn't help being surprised, at this moment Yanzhe's cell phone rang again, he picked it up quickly, and said in a very unnatural voice: "Old Zheng ?”

Zheng Ruochen asked him to play cards, and he immediately agreed without saying a word. After the phone call, he finally saw Han Cuifen who was puzzled.

Han Cuifen felt that his face was pale and there was a little sweat on his head, so he asked suspiciously, "Where are you going, Yanzhe?"

Duan Yanzhe grinned: "Go out and play."

His smile was so bleak that Han Cuifen was stunned: "But it's past eleven o'clock now."

Duan Yanzhe still smiled, and nodded at her: "Go to sleep."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to go downstairs. Han Cuifen walked to the banister of the stairs and saw that he went to the balcony to gather up two pieces of underwear and put them on in a rustle.

Turning off the lights, he stood in the shadows, Han Cuifen couldn't see clearly, she walked curiously to the half-open door of Duan Yanzhe and Jiang Xun's bedrooms, and saw Jiang Xun lying there on his back, with his arms resting on his head, covering his eyebrows and eyes.

No matter how stupid Han Cuifen was, she could feel that they were arguing, and said tremblingly, "Xiaojiang...Yanzhe..."

Jiang Xun didn't move, and said, "It's okay, you can go to sleep."

Han Cuifen still wanted to ask questions, but seeing that he was not in the mood to explain in detail, he had to close the door for him.

Duan Yanzhe didn't return all night, Jiang Xun got up in the morning, Han Cuifen was already busy making breakfast in the kitchen.

Jiang Xun went to help her, she looked at Jiang Xun without any trace, and finally smiled awkwardly: "I said you are young, you just got married, what are you doing, get along well together, you have to cherish each other."

Jiang Xun couldn't answer the conversation, so he just said: "You should go home first today, you don't need to be busy here."

Han Cuifen nodded again and again: "Okay, actually Yanzhe likes you very much. You see, in order to marry you, he doesn't want a rich family's daughter. If you show weakness a little, he will definitely not want to be angry with you."

Jiang Xun spread peanut butter on the bread with a knife: "Yeah."

After breakfast, Han Cuifen and Jiang Xun went out together, and went in two directions at the intersection. Jiang Xun rushed to school, and Han Cuifen hurried back to Duan Zhai.

Duan Yanzhe nestled on the leather sofa in his office, with his long legs draped over the armrest of the sofa, without taking off his shoes, with his suit covering his face, sleeping in the dark, and the blinds were drawn tightly so that no light could penetrate.

The secretary opened the door and saw such a scene. She looked at the ashtray on the table, guessing that Duan Yanzhe had worked another night shift, she couldn't bear to be disturbed, and exited lightly.

Duan Yanzhe is really hard, she thought, there is no time to rest after getting married, seeing him smiling when he got off work yesterday, the corners of his eyes and brows were a little sweet, and she thought he was going home for love, but she didn't expect that he was overworked again early in the morning. look.

Just as she was about to sigh, she bumped into Duan Xingyue head-on. Duan Xingyue took a stack of folders and was about to go to Duan Yanzhe's office. When she saw her, she asked casually, "What is Duan Yanzhe doing?"

The secretary said respectfully: "He is resting now, it seems that he worked overtime yesterday, do you have anything to do?"

Duan Xingyue raised his eyebrows: "Working overtime?"

Regardless of what the secretary had to say, he pushed aside her and walked to the office. He opened the door without knocking.

The smell of smoke in the room was thick, Duan Xingyue took a cursory look around, his anger immediately rushed to the top of his head, he lifted the suit, and pushed Duan Yanzhe's shoulder: "Get up!"

Duan Yanzhe opened his eyes in bewilderment, looked at Duan Xingyue above, and sat up slowly: "What's wrong?"

Duan Xingyue saw that his clothes were disheveled and his hair was disheveled, he interpreted the word "frivolous" to the extreme, and said through gritted teeth, "Look at what you look like!"

Duan Yanzhe brushed a handful of hair randomly with his hands, picked up the cigarette case from the coffee table, lit one in his mouth, "If you have something to talk about, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Duan Xingyue made a sullen face, and sneered: "Oh, you always do whatever you want, you always wait for others to follow your ass to clean up the mess, and you have the nerve to say that others bother you?"

Duan Yanzhe frowned, and turned his face to stare at him.

Duan Xing knew that he was going to get angry, and the two of them were about to quarrel, when Duan Yanzhe's phone rang suddenly.

Duan Xingyue threw the stack of documents on the sofa as if venting his anger, then turned and left.

The room was quiet, Duan Yanzhe took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then connected the phone: "What's wrong, Mom?"

Ye Tingyi didn't know that the war was about to ignite just now, and complained leisurely to her son: "Aunt Han told me that you left Xiaojiang and ran out to play in the middle of the night yesterday."

"..."

"I have already said that if you don't like Xiao Jiang, don't marry him. Tell me about you, you obviously can't let Liao Xue go, and you go to provoke Xiao Jiang. Xiao Jiang is also stupid. After receiving a little favor from you, it is hard to refuse you .In my opinion, Xiaojiang and Xiaoxue are two good children, and you will have to kill them in the end."

Duan Yanzhe didn't say a word, and when Ye Tingyi finally finished her long speech, she summed it up and said, "You can go if you want to. I mean, if you don't like it, don't harm others."

Duan Yanzhe hummed twice, hung up the phone, he couldn't take it any longer, and dropped the phone to the ground, just hitting the wooden leg of the flower stand, making a crisp sound.

But no matter how loud the voice was, it couldn't have the presence of Ye Tingyi's words, almost lingering in Duan Yanzhe's ears deafeningly.

Yes, if it wasn't for that evening when Shu Jingyao hurriedly led Jiang Xun to the hospital to look for him, they would never have met.