C14 (1/2)

The morning clouds broke through the sky and gave off a refreshing feeling on a late autumn morning.

Ling Chen, dressed in casual sports attire, was practicing his treadmill in the large front garden. Sweat trickled down his knife-like profile into his upturned collar, making him look particularly sexy in the morning sun.

Jian Fan stood in the living room and watched from the French window. His gaze was fixated on the daisy in full bloom, and he seemed to be lost in thought.

”Why?” A large hand waved in front of her eyes, summoning her consciousness back. ”Am I too handsome to be a fool?”

Jane Fan turned around and sat down on the sofa. She wasn't in the mood to joke with him.

Ling Chen was not annoyed, as if his mood became even clearer after the exercise. ”I'm going to take a bath, you'll accompany me to have breakfast later.”

Jian Fan glanced at him indifferently. At this moment, he no longer had any hostility, making people feel less pressured.

The long dining table was filled with rice noodles and various foods for breakfast. Jian Fan and Ling Chen sat facing each other.

Breakfast continued quietly. After a long while …

”Do you have something to say to me?” Ling Chen put down his knife and fork, and elegantly picked up a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth.

Jian Fan drank the last mouthful of congee and raised his head to look at him. ”Are you that confident that I would give you the answer you want?”

”Of course,” Ling Chen said domineeringly as he raised his eyebrows, ”As long as it's something I, Ling Chen, want, I've never failed before.”

”Is that so?” The corner of Jane Fan's lips curled up into an enchanting smile. ”Perhaps I will disappoint you.”

”You won't, because you love your life.” The smile faded, and her teasing darkened his expression.

”Heh, don't be angry. Before I could say anything, you've already leaked my answer. Isn't that a bit too much? ” Jane leaned back in her chair, admiring his angry expression.

Ling Chen suddenly stood up and walked in front of her. He lowered his body and pressed his face close to a centimeter. Warm air sprayed on her face, ”You have no choice now. Enraging me will not benefit you in any way.”

Jian Fan looked away, but was forced back by his big hand and stared at him, ”Don't challenge my patience, I am a fugitive from the Nine Militaries.”