Chapter 57 (1/2)

The door was still open and gently pushed open. Jiang Chen sat on the sofa and stared at the TV play. I forgot to turn it off when I just went out.

It's the same to see him. Not happy. Thinking of what Xue Jiaying said, she was even more unhappy.

”You're back!”

Jiang Chen focused on the football match on the screen, and then smiled at Yin Yao. ”I came back early today, just in time for the football match.”

His perfunctory treatment of her became more and more obvious. Yin Yao thinks so in her heart. She has no feelings. But they live under at least one roof.

Her face was bruised. ”I went up first!”

Jiang Chen doesn't understand Yin Yao. What's the matter with her? She has a weak temper. This time, she didn't understand. His fingers were on his cuffs, and his heart was at a loss.

I don't know the degree in my heart. It started to shift. Tell yourself again and again, don't fall into a rich family, but Yin Yao can't help feeling jealous in her heart.

”If she can do this, she will work hard and keep trying.”

Point to the doll in your hand. Yin Yao told herself again and again with a self mocking smile on her face. Be sober, but where is her soberness?

”Miss? It's time for dinner. Sir asked me to call you down!” Aunt Zhang came up and gently buttoned the door. Looking at Yin Yao sitting in a daze.

The old man sees more and more. Naturally, he is also a personal expert. I knew they were in the cold war and didn't know what had happened, so I was careful.

”Miss?”

”Ah? Well... I'll go down now

。”

She is just a dispensable woman who lives here under the hedge of others. Good morning and evening, canya will replace her as the hostess here, and an idea spread in her heart.

Yin Yao felt that she had tasted the taste of pain, rippling and turning in her heart. Her heart was completely chaotic.

Step by step, Yin Yao went downstairs. She didn't want to be too obvious. She knew her identity

Status!

”Yin Yao, how are you obedient today?” Jiang Chen frowned and looked at her with a deep gully on his forehead. It can be seen that he cares about Yin Yao's everything! Including attitude and expression!

Jiang Chen looked at Yin Yao. He knew she didn't say anything. She always wrote her thoughts on her face.

”Yin Yao, what do you want to ask me?” Jiang Chen asked imperceptibly while eating the food cooked by the five-star private chef in front of him.

As soon as the movement on his hand stagnated, Yin Yao raised her eyes and looked at his face. There was a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Then she disappeared. She was like a string puppet with a button pressed.

”No!” counting the grains of rice, she had something in her heart. The confusion about love made her heart muddy after the rain.

Jiang Chen nodded. If she didn't say it, he wouldn't ask. What's the use of asking a lot of people and things?