Chapter 37 Chao Yang's Warm Words Illuminate the Heart

Feng Dai simply sat over and asked, "Where are Gabriel and Lou Yuxi?"

"There's a quarrel upstairs." Yin Wangzhi said lightly.

Jiang Chaoyang and Feng Dai were both stunned for a moment, then they looked at each other, and their genes of loving to join in the fun began to take effect.

The two men came to the second floor and were looking for the room number when a shout that almost pierced their eardrums rang out.

Jiang Chaoyang was very familiar with this voice, and he pushed open the door.

This was an extremely spacious and bright lounge, which formed a sharp contrast with the dim light in the corridor. The moment the door was pushed open, all three of them looked over.

"...Brother Yang?" Wu Zaisheng was stunned.

Wu Zaisheng sat alone on the sofa on one side, while Lou Yuxi and Gabriel sat on the other side. The atmosphere was tense and tense.

"You call him Brother Yang?" Lou Yuxi narrowed her eyes, feeling a little strange just like Gabriel.

"I thought I'd see World War II when I opened the door. My anticipation was in vain." Jiang Chaoyang came and sat down next to Wu Shengsheng. "So, what are you guys arguing about?"

Gabriel asked with a smile: "I'm a little curious about how you cured him?"

Feng Dai didn't go in. She just took a quick look and went out. She took out her cell phone and sent a message to Yan Ji.

Feng Dai: [It's no longer a matter of long and arduous tasks, but rather that you have to get in line first.]

Yan Ji: [? ]

"I'm here to discuss something on behalf of Sister Zhen. She doesn't have time recently." Wu Zaisheng said.

Jiang Chaoyang nodded and rubbed Wu Shengsheng's hair. "Is your hand feeling better? It still hurts... No, I forgot that you can't feel pain."

"It's much better now."

Lou Yuxi and Gabriel saw this harmonious scene on the other side and found it more and more strange. Their eyes lingered on Jiang Chaoyang and finally fell on his neck.

"Jiang Chaoyang, what's wrong with your neck?"

Under the abundant light, a circle of light red marks ambiguously surrounded Jiang Chaoyang's neck. The color was very light, and it did not look like the result of a fierce struggle, but more like a persistent mark.

The mark was hidden in the collar and was revealed when Jiang Chaoyang turned his head to talk to Wu Zaisheng.

Jiang Chaoyang casually pulled his collar and said, "I accidentally pressed the charging cable when I was sleeping at night."

Gabriel was the first one who couldn't hold back and let out a short sneer.

"Is your charging cable that thick?" He leaned back slightly on the sofa, "But mine is quite thick."

"No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak." Wu Zaisheng glanced at him sideways.

Lou Yuxi added: "It's pretty, but the color is a little light."

Jiang Chaoyang once again had a question mark over his head.

Outside the door, Feng Dai, who had not really left, leaned against the wall and listened to the vague conversation coming from inside the door. She replied with a few words.

Feng Dai: [Correction: There might not be a queue anymore, someone just jumped the queue.]

Jiang Chaoyang left the venue.

The cool night breeze blew on his face as he walked aimlessly along the street. Turning a corner, he saw a sign for an orphanage.

Just as Jiang Chaoyang was about to move forward, a familiar silhouette caught his eye.

"Thank you very much, Professor Yi."

The dean held Yi Yuan's hand tightly with both hands, his face showing uncontrollable excitement and gratitude:

"If it weren't for your timely financial support, we have so many children here, I really don't know what to do."

Yi Yuan's expression was a little blurry under the light, but one could tell he was very humble, and his voice was steady and low: "You're too kind. It's my honor to be able to help."

"It's this late, Professor Yi hasn't eaten yet, right? Please don't be polite with me."

"No, I have something else to do. I won't bother you anymore."

Yi Yuan turned around and saw the figure leaning against the lamppost at a glance, and Yi Yuan stopped.

The night wind blew, rolling up a few fallen leaves. The warm yellow light at the door of the orphanage cast a halo of light behind Yi Yuan, and the director tactfully retreated back into the yard.

"Will you dine with me, philanthropist?"

Jiang Chaoyang smiled, with a hint of ruffian in his smile.

The wind stopped.

The two walked side by side. Jiang Chaoyang glanced at Yi Yuan's profile and said, "Professor Yi is so popular. Many people must like you."

Jiang Chaoyang used an affirmative sentence here, but Yi Yuan didn't react much.

Jiang Chaoyang didn't say anything else. People might be tired of hearing such words of praise.

Just as they were about to reach the restaurant, a little boy pushed the door open and ran out, skipping past Yi Yuan.

The little boy looked up inadvertently, and his eyes happened to meet the inhuman red eyes behind Yi Yuan's glasses.

"Ah!" The little boy suddenly stopped and instinctively took a big step back. He pointed at Yi Yuan's eyes and said, "Your eyes are so scary! They're red, like a monster's eyes!"

Jiang Chaoyang frowned.

The attention of several passers-by around was also attracted and fell on Yi Yuan.

But there was no expression on Yi Yuan's face. He lowered his eyes slightly and walked past the little boy.

Suddenly, his hand was grabbed. Yi Yuan raised his eyes and saw that he was taken back by Jiang Chaoyang and walked in front of the little boy.

The little boy looked at Jiang Chaoyang timidly.

"This brother is not a monster, he is just sick."

When Yi Yuan heard this, his expression changed slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Chaoyang who was standing in front of him, while the other party continued to speak:

"Just like some people get a fever and blush when they have a cold, this brother has a very special disease that has changed the color of his eyes. It's not his fault that he's sick, right?"

The little boy, under Jiang Chaoyang's guidance, let go of his fear. He looked up at Yi Yuan and said, "I'm sorry, big brother. I didn't know you were sick. I shouldn't have said that to you."

Yi Yuan remained silent, staring at Jiang Chaoyang with his eyes lowered, without any response.

At this time, the little boy's mother also rushed over. After understanding the situation, she quickly apologized and then took the little boy away quickly.

The brief gathering of attention quickly dissipated.

Jiang Chaoyang could almost imagine how many strange looks Yi Yuan had given him. He looked at Yi Yuan and asked, "Shall we eat somewhere else?"

"No, I'm going back to cook."

Yi Yuan turned and left, while Jiang Chaoyang stood there.

Now he understood why Yi Yuan had no mirror at home.

He quickly took out his cell phone and made a call, explaining that the returned goods did not need to be sent over, but the person on the other end of the phone said that they had already been left at the door, so Jiang Chaoyang had to give up.

Yi Yuan felt his arm being gently pulled and he turned around.

Jiang Chaoyang scratched his cheek, his eyes dodging, "Can I go to your house for a meal? I think your cooking is delicious."

Damn it, I have to throw that mirror away right now.