Fu Zihan pressed his large hand against her mouth, took out his phone, and Ye Yinqiu was still tied up. He hadn't touched her yet, and Jiang Wanqing didn't dare to speak anymore, otherwise Fu Zihan would get angry.
She carefully nestled into the man's arms, took his large hand in her small hand and placed it on her waist, gently saying, "Ahan, let's go to sleep."
Fu Zihan pulled her into his arms and slept very well that night. Jiang Wanqing, on the other hand, couldn't sleep at all. She was worried about Ye Yinqiu and dared not disturb Fu Zihan or even move around.
In the early morning, Jiang Wanqing, with dark circles under her eyes, looked at the man sleeping soundly and asked softly, "Fu Zihan, shall we put her back?"
The man didn't even look at her, turned over and continued sleeping without saying a word. Jiang Wanqing was supposed to go to work, but she had to take a few days off, otherwise what would happen if Ye Yinqiu's life was in danger?
Fu Zihan is a madman. Suppressing her inner panic, Jiang Wanqing got up and made breakfast for Fu Zihan. She remembered that many years ago, she had cooked a meal for the man, and he was so happy that he picked her up and spun her around.
If this man is in a better mood, will he let Ye Yinqiu go? The Ye family is definitely looking for her, and Fu Zihan will be implicated too. This madman doesn't care about anything when he's in a madman, and I don't know why he didn't touch her last night.
Jiang Wanqing skillfully stirred the porridge, added minced meat and preserved egg. Preserved egg and lean meat porridge was Fu Zihan's favorite porridge. She also boiled two eggs and fried two egg pancakes in a frying pan. Breakfast was ready in no time.
After preparing the porridge and egg pancakes and placing them on the table, Jiang Wanqing walked over and gently nudged the man, "Ahan, get up and have breakfast." Fu Zihan was still asleep in bed.
Sunlight streamed onto the tabletop covered with a Ming Dynasty cloth, and the freshly cooked porridge was still steaming, creating a warm and inviting scene.
Fu Zihan got up and was in a good mood when he saw the breakfast. He pulled Jiang Wanqing over and stroked her soft hair. "You're so good. It's rare for Miss Jiang to condescend to cook. You only cooked once before, and I had to ask you to cook for several months before you finally did. It's not that much trouble."
Despite his sour feelings, the man still got out of bed to wash up. After a while, he sat down at the table, and Jiang Wanqing sat down at the table as well, advising him with a warm smile, "Your stomach isn't good, so you can have some porridge in the morning."
Fu Zihan just ate in silence, and Jiang Wanqing stopped talking and started eating as well. After a while, the man finished eating, put down his chopsticks, and looked at her intently. "You did a good job. I was going to record a video of you hitting her, but I won't now. Jiang Wanqing, I want to see how far you can go. I want to trample your self-esteem on the ground, just like you did to me back then."
Jiang Wanqing paused, unable to swallow the porridge she was about to drink. She put it down, silently stood up, and began to clean up. This was just the beginning; she had to endure it.
"However, I heard that you've been getting close to that guy named Xiao Cheng, so I brought him here too. I prepared everything for you this morning. After you finish your meal, take a good look at it."
Fu Zihan opened the door, and several burly men appeared carrying a man who was covered in blood and had one eye swollen shut.
It's Xiao Cheng!
Jiang Wanqing completely broke down and couldn't help but scream, "Fu Zihan, are you really crazy?" No matter what, she never expected Fu Zihan to be so insane.
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