Chapter 32    (Catching insects)

Chen Yan's voice sounded very nice, especially the "baby", which seemed to be finely ground out from the gaps between the teeth, rolled around in his throat, low and gentle.

Jiang Zhiyue's breathing stagnated and her eyelids twitched subconsciously.

She didn't say anything.

The little girl's skin was thin, and she was rubbed by Chen Yan's fingertips a few times. The skin on her wrist quickly showed delicate red marks. On the snow-white skin, it looked like a beautiful red plum blossom blooming in the white snow.

Chen Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell from his wrist to her face.

He spoke again: "I called you, no one answered."

Taking advantage of Chen Yansong's strength, Jiang Zhiyue immediately pulled out her hand and rubbed it. She took out her cell phone from her bag. When she looked, she realized that the power was out of power and turned off.

Jiang Zhiyue could explain, but she suddenly felt a little wronged when Chen Yan was so fierce just now, and she didn't want to pay much attention to him.

She turned around and looked at Qi Ran who was standing aside, and whispered embarrassedly: "Chen Chen, my ex-husband, it's okay, it's getting late, you go back quickly, he won't do anything to me."

Qi Ran's eyes quickly floated across the faces of the two people, and he stopped talking. Finally, he patted the girl's head and smiled: "Then I'll leave Teacher Xiao Jiang, call me if you have something to do."

"Well, be careful on the road."

When Qi Ran drove past Chen Yan, the two of them looked at each other across the asphalt road.

Chen Yan was used to being cold in his expression and couldn't tell anything, but the look he glanced at Qi Ran had a deep look and a cold look.

Qi Ran also restrained his smile, raised his narrow eyes to look at him, and the obsidian at the brow bone flashed in the moonlit night.

After watching Qi Ran leave, Jiang Zhiyue turned around and looked at Chen Yan again.

Her eyes were staring elsewhere, and she didn't look at Chen Yan, and asked dryly: "Why did you come suddenly?"

Chen Yan lowered his eyes, raised his hand and tied the broken hair in front of the girl's forehead behind his ears, and said softly: "I miss you."

“…”

Jiang Zhiyue was in a complicated mood and silently took two steps back and distanced himself from him.

Chen Yan was not angry either. He withdrew his hand, looked at the little girl's dodging eyes, sighed, and his voice was also low: "Are you still angry?"

Jiang Zhiyue lowered her head, she bit her saliva, and whispered: "No."

In early summer, even the wind is hot.

Perhaps it was because of the drunkenness and her emotions were infinitely amplified. Chen Yan was too gentle today. She was gentle and felt a little aggrieved inexplicably.

Jiang Zhiyue stared at her toes and said in a muffled voice: "I'm going back."

"Um."

Chen Yan responded, "Zhizhi, don't drink alone with other men next time."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyue raised her face, frowned beautifully, and argued with him unhappily: "Qi Ran is just a friend, we are just chatting."

There was still an undissipated wine in the little girl's eyes, and there was a hazy mist.

Chen Yan got out of the Adam's apple and wanted to say that no man could do except him and Uncle Jiang.

But he couldn't speak, he was afraid that the little girl would get angry again.

Chen Yan did not continue the topic, but just said, "Go back and have a break early."

Jiang Zhiyue was upset and didn't want to pay attention to him, so she turned around and prepared to leave.

As soon as she took a few steps, a man's low and gentle voice came from behind her: "Zhizhi."

"Um?"

Jiang Zhiyue turned around and was a little confused.

Chen Yan curled his lips, his face was immersed in the moonlight, his eyes were extremely dark, like cold glass, his emotions were floating deep and shallow, as if he didn't care about everything, and he was only looking at her alone.

Chen Yan repeated again: "Zhizhi," he said, "Good night."

Subconsciously, Jiang Zhiyue reached out and tightened the corner of her clothes. She looked away, just turned her lips slightly, then turned around and quickly left.

It was not until Chen Yan could not see the little girl in his sight that he withdrew his gaze. He leaned against the car door, raised his eyes and watched the lights in the bedroom lights, and turned them off again.

He stood quietly for a long time before he got back into the car and drove away.

The next day, Jiang Zhiyue was confused for a while when she opened her eyes. She knocked her head because she was uncomfortable after drinking last night, and her memory was regained.

The little girl opened her phone and found that there were several unread messages.

Chen Yan: Are you awake?

Half an hour later he said again: "If you have a headache, take a little longer and don't come to class today."

Jiang Zhiyue was not very awake at this time and didn't care why Chen Yan knew that she was teaching in Teacher Su.

She replied a few simple words and turned them down. It was Qi Ran who sent me: "Teacher Xiao Jiang, I didn't say thank you yesterday."

"Last night, Mr. Chen didn't bother you..."

"Chen is always about your ex-husband. Don't worry, if you don't want others to know, I will keep it confidential for you."

The little girl read back and forth several times, but suddenly she didn't know how to go back.

In fact, she really doesn't want to expose her relationship with Shen Yan. Chen Yan has a high position and is the focus everywhere.

Jiang Zhiyue thought about it and finally replied a few simple words.

She was stunned for a moment, thinking of the song that was about to end, she decided to speed up and finish it.

During this period, Jiang Zhiyue learned a lot under the guidance of Teacher Su Qingning.

She also wanted to finish writing earlier and went to Teacher Su for advice.

After two days of busyness, the little girl made an appointment with Teacher Su with the printed song, and rushed to the manor without stopping.

In the living room of Sujia Manor, Chen Yan and Su Qingning were sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

Su Qingning looked at the absent-minded man, raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but tease, "I'm so anxious to see my little girlfriend, Xiao Yan."

Chen Yan didn't say anything, he lowered his eyes and rolled up slightly.

He really wants to know.

The little girl didn't know what she was busy with these two days. She took two days off and didn't reply much.

Su Qingning knew what he was thinking. She glanced at the time and thought for a moment: "That girl should be coming soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the butler's voice came from the door: "Madam, Miss Jiang is here."

Chen Yan was slightly stunned, stood up and prepared to leave, and Su Qingning called him.

"Xiao Yan," she wondered, "Why do you have to hide every time? Why don't you tell Zhizhi to know us both directly?"

Chen Yan's eyebrows and eyes softened, and his expression was gentle: "Aunt Su, I'm worried that after Zhizhi, I will feel awkward."

Chen Yan was afraid that the little girl would hide from him again.

The little girl was not even comfortable talking to him, let alone anything else.

Su Qingning couldn't stand Chen Yan's gentle and affectionate appearance the most. She waved her hand and said disgusted: "Go away quickly, go away quickly, Zhizhi will come later, don't scare my baby student."

As soon as Chen Yan left, Jiang Zhiyue followed the butler to the living room.

"Teacher Su!"

"Oh, why are you so happy today?"

Su Qingning held the teacup and looked at the little girl with curved eyebrows and eyes full of joy. She bent her lips and felt happy.

Jiang Zhiyue smiled and trotted over and sat next to Su Qingning.

After seeing another tea cup on the table, the flower tea was still radiating with heat. Jiang Zhiyue asked casually: "Are there any guests here today?"

Upon hearing this, Su Qingning's gaze drifted faintly to the tea room not far away, blocked by the mountain and water screens.

She raised her eyebrows: "Yes, my nephew came to see me just now."

Before the little girl could speak, she said again: "Does Zhizhi have a boyfriend?"

"ah?"

Jiang Zhiyue was stunned, and after reacting, she shook her head, "I don't have a boyfriend, Teacher Su."

"That's marriage?"

Jiang Zhiyue shook her head again.

"Well," Su Qingning touched her chin and said unintentionally, "Girl, you must have never been in a relationship, right?"

"It's not that I haven't been in love," Jiang Zhiyue hesitated for a few seconds, and smiled embarrassedly when she raised her face and looked at her, "Teacher Su, I'm actually... divorced."

Su Qingning pretended to be surprised: "We know so well, is your husband blind?"

"Things are not true, Shen and I...my ex-husband divorced peacefully."

It should be considered a peaceful breakup, the little girl thought secretly.

"Then your ex-husband is not good to you?"
To be continued...