"Jiang Jinwang, help me answer the phone." Shen Zhiyi's vague voice floated from the toilet.
Jiang Jinwang walked over and picked up the phone.
Press the answer button.
"Hello?" It was a man's voice.
"Zhiyi? Is that you?" he said, "I'm Song Mingzhao."
Jiang Jinwang felt as cold as an ice cellar.
Song Mingzhao...
It’s Song Mingzhao!
This lingering ghost, has he even found this phone?
His eyes suddenly turned cold.
Holding the phone, the finger bones tightened.
Even the jawline has a terrifying cold and hard curve.
"Hello? Zhiyi, why aren't you talking?" Song Mingzhao continued on the other end of the phone, "Why didn't you tell me you changed your number?"
"Also, what do you mean by those words you said on WeChat?"
“Why did you delete me?”
Jiang Jinwang suddenly felt a little breathless.
A huge panic and chill rose in his heart. He gritted his teeth and tasted a rusty taste in his throat.
He pressed it down hard.
He raised his thin lips and said coldly, "You called the wrong number."
"Wrong number?"
Song Mingzhao was puzzled and looked at his phone.
Jiang Jinwang didn't explain any further and simply hung up the phone.
With trembling fingers, he tapped the number he had just typed.
Blacklist.
Delete call logs.
Put down your phone and slowly sit down at the head of the bed.
Song Mingzhao even found a phone number.
What's next?
Will you come to see her?
Jiang Jinwang felt a chill like cold water mixed with ice chips spreading across his chest. His fingertips went numb and even his breathing almost stopped.
He sat there with cold sweat on his back.
He didn't move for a long time.
"Who is it?"
Shen Zhiyi finished washing up and walked out.
Jiang Jinwang suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and when he looked up again, his expression was calm as usual.
But there was still a coldness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
"Nothing, just a nuisance call."
"From now on, don't answer any calls from strangers." He raised his eyes and forced a smile. "If you answer once, you will be marked."
"You will receive countless harassing phone calls from now on."
"Got it?"
Shen Zhiyi nodded.
"good."
She looked at his expression and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"
"Why do you look so grim?"
Jiang Jinwang stood up and hugged her, "It's okay."
"Maybe I didn't have breakfast, so I'm a little hungry."
Shen Zhiyi smiled and patted him on the back, "Then go eat quickly."
She pulled him towards the dining table.
Jiang Jin looked at them shaking hands, then raised his eyes to see Chen Zhiyi's smiling profile, which radiated an incomparable soft glow under the morning light.
So beautiful... like an illusion.
Jiang Jin watched as his thin lips gradually pursed.
His hands were strong and he held her tightly.
Don't let go, Xiaoyi.
Don't let go of his hand...
After sitting at the dining table, Jiang Jinwang still held her hand, showing no intention of letting go.
Shen Zhiyi smiled helplessly.
He shook their hands and said, "How can I eat if you hold my hand like this?"
"I'll feed you." Jiang Jinwang was a little stubborn.
Seeing that he looked strange, Shen Zhiyi did not refuse and had to let him go.
She opened her mouth.
Catch everything he feeds you.
Her eyes fell on his face.
"Why are you looking at me?" Jiang Jinwang scooped a spoonful of soy milk and slowly fed her to drink.
"Why don't you eat?" Shen Zhiyi asked, "Didn't you say you were hungry?"
"Eat your fill first."
He squeezed her hand and said stubbornly.
Shen Zhiyi tilted her head and looked at him, "You still listen to me whatever I say."
"I asked you to eat, but you didn't eat."
"I don't think I can do that to you either."
"Why can't you do it?" Jiang Jinwang put down the spoon, took a tissue and helped her wipe her wet lips.
Then, he looked at her with a dark look.
"I let you ride on my face."
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