Qin Yexiao walked towards the sink without even looking at the phone.

Qin Yichen was caught in the middle, and couldn't think of a way for Qin Yexiao to answer the phone, so he had to click on the voice of the call and say, "Dad, if you have anything to say, brother is next to me."

Old Qin's voice became heavy, "Wen's family asked you to let go, but you are fine, just copy Du's family."

Qin Yexiao bends down slightly, lifts the faucet in his hand, and washes his hands unhurriedly.

Qin Yichen stood trembling by the side, not daring to say anything.

"The Qin family and the Wen family have always had a good relationship." Old Qin seemed a little angry, "Did you even care about the friendship between the two families for the sake of an actor?"

"Jiang Li." Qin Yexiao said suddenly.

"What are you talking about?" Old man Qin was stunned.

He only knew that the cause was a woman in the entertainment industry, and was not interested in knowing the name of such a small person.

With a snap, Qin Yexiao pressed his cold white hand on the faucet, and the water flow stopped abruptly.

He turned his face, stared at the phone, and said every word, his voice was cold, "Her name, Jiang Li."

Old Qin understood that he was dissatisfied with his name as Jiang Li actor, and his anger rose again, "What kind of attitude are you!"

Qin Yexiao took a piece of paper, wiped his hands, and threw the trash can into the trash can. He turned around and went into the locker room, kicking the door with his foot.

Over there, Qin Laoba raised his voice, furious.

"Teacher and move the crowd! Just for a woman? I think you are lustful!"

"For more than ten years, Shen Yu hasn't cured your madness?!"

"you…"

Old Qin was about to scold again, Qin Yichen stammered on the phone.

"Um, Dad, brother, he's gone..."

Old Qin's words suddenly stopped on his lips, his face suddenly darkened.

***

Hospital, underground parking lot.

Qin Yexiao stepped out of the elevator and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Li.

Here, Jiang Li just hung up Jiang Zaiye's call.

When the kid saw Hot Search, the Du family, Du Yue and Fang Ziqing were so thoroughly, his mother was a little bit white.

Netizen Fang Ziqing hated her and made a GIF emoticon package with Jiang Li fan Fang Ziqing's slap, which was so popular.

That slap in the face is simply delightful.

But in one night, Jiang Li and Fang Ziqing's situation completely reversed.

Fang Ziqing plummeted, and tens of thousands of people scolded.

So Jiang Zaiye called to congratulate his mother. Without saying a few words, he was called to take a nap by the teacher.

Jiangli put down the phone, stood barefoot in front of the glass table in the open kitchen, took a cup, and poured water.

The phone screen suddenly turned on, she took a sip of water, tapped her finger, and looked down.

It’s Qin Yexiao’s news: [Have you had lunch, I'll bring it to you? 】

Jiang Li glanced at it and pressed the lock screen directly, without intending to reply.

Picking up the cup and mobile phone, she raised her foot and walked to the bedroom, ready to continue sleeping.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and closed her eyes.

Then he raised his hand tiredly and replied to Qin Yexiao's message.

Jiang Li's thin white slender fingers tapped the keyboard twice: [Eat, don't come. 】

She didn't reply, Qin Yexiao estimated that he could bring a bunch of food, and came up directly and knocked on the door.

As soon as the message was sent, the name changed to "The other party is typing..."

Qin Yexiao: [Apply medicine to you. 】

Jiang Li glanced at the scars on the back of his hand and forearm, the corners of his lips hooked, sneered lightly.

She typed casually and replied: [Just this hurt, need? 】

It was just scratched by nails.

She didn't go back to the room anymore. She sat down on the sofa, with her long legs folded, resting on the coffee table, leaning back lazily.

Pressing the keyboard, another one was posted: [Don’t have so many routines, don’t pester me, I am not interested in you. 】

Straightforward, sharp, with clear boundaries.

The message passed, and the screen was quiet for several seconds without any movement.

Just when Jiang Li thought that Qin Yexiao would retreat because of difficulties.

Three messages popped up in succession.

[Scars, female stars can't leave scars. 】

【I'll be there in a while, I will leave after I give you the medicine. 】

[I really don’t need to bring you anything to eat? 】

In this way, the more frustrated, the more courageous.

Jiang Li was speechless. Seeing that he couldn't get rid of it, he finally replied by poking the keyboard, his fingertips a little hard: [Whatever. 】

Kang Dang, the phone was thrown on the coffee table as if she vented.

***

The doorbell rang, it was already forty minutes later.

Jiang Li opened the door with a slam, and the door banged against the wall.

Catharsis of the master's emotions.

She turned around and walked in without even looking at the person at the door.

His back was thin and tall, indifferent and ruthless, he returned to the sofa and sat down.

Qin Yexiao stood at the door, looking down, falling on her slender and white ankles.

The ankle bone is slightly protruding, and the skin is like ice and snow, and he steps barefoot on the white floor.

Qin Yexiao's eyes condensed for a few seconds, and without saying anything, he retracted his gaze and walked in.

Jiang Li was lying lazily on the sofa, playing games, it was the last moment, and she was still unhurried under her hands.

Qin Yexiao put the food he brought on the coffee table, four dishes and one soup, and the packaging was the logo of Tianyin Hotel.

The meals are set.

He took a tube of scar-removing medicine from his jacket pocket and set it aside.

Jiang Li just finished playing the game, she put down her phone, raised her eyes, looked at Qin Yexiao, her eyebrows raised slightly, "Why haven't you left?"

Qin Yexiao paused when he was about to sit down: "..."

Jiangli lifted his chin to eat on the coffee table, "Lunch, medicine, stay, you can go."

Qin Yexiao watched her, and after two seconds, he sat down.

The voice was low and magnetic, and asked her with a little smile, "I'm just a tool person?"