Restaurant corner.
Zhong Yi, who was about to come over to report the matter to Chen Yanbei, had his eyes widened, his mouth opened into an O, and he looked at the two people at the dining table in disbelief.
God, is this still the young master he is familiar with?
He is so obedient and cooperative, he opens his mouth as much as he wants, and eats whatever he is fed, and he is not picky about food at all.
Even the cold air pressure around him became softer.
You must know that when he was discharged from the hospital after the car accident, the young master would rather starve to death than be fed. Moreover, he was as cold as ice every day, without any warmth at all.
But now, the young master can obviously eat, but still let the young mistress feed him?
Zhong Yi didn't understand.
Very incomprehensible.
Suddenly, he thought about what he had to report to Chen Yanbei, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his expression.
Maybe Zhong Yi's gaze was too intense, so Jiang Yao looked in this direction.
"Assistant Zhong." Jiang Yao put down the tissue in her hand and nodded towards him.
Zhong Yi could no longer be invisible and stepped forward: "Hello, young lady."
Seeing his expression as if he had something to say, Jiang Yao stood up very wisely: "I'll go for a walk outside, and you guys can chat."
However, before Jiang Yao took two steps, Chen Yanbei's deep voice came from behind: "Come back and wait for me."
He was resolute, holding her wrist with his big hand and pulling her to sit down again.
After Jiang Yao sat down, Chen Yanbei looked coldly in Zhong Yi's direction: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it here."
Zhong Yi shrank his fingers hanging by his side and looked at the young lady sitting next to him with a slightly hesitant expression.
Jiang Yao knew that her guess was correct, and what the other party was about to say should have something to do with her.
"I'd better go for a walk."
She broke free from the man's grip on her wrist and stood up again.
Chen Yanbei's eyes had recovered, and he could naturally see the assistant's expression. He insisted that Jiang Yao stay and listen together, just because he didn't want Jiang Yao to misunderstand him.
His broad palm tightened her wrist again, and his voice was low: "Just stay here with me."
The hot warmth from the man's palm made the skin of Jiang Yao's wrist feel slightly hot. She tried to break away a few times, but it was in vain, so she had to sit back reluctantly.
The corners of Chen Yanbei's lips raised slightly, and he never let go of her wrist. Instead, he slid down, from grasping the wrist to holding her little hand, wrapping it completely, and gently rubbing the delicate skin under his hand with his fingertips.
Zhong Yi on the side had never seen his young master be so intimate with that woman, not to mention holding hands, even touching the corner of her clothes.
Looking at the situation, Ah Ying's request from him would have to go through the young mistress.
After thinking for a while, Zhong Yi said: "Master, Ah Ying just came to me to get the key to Uncle Gao's room. She said that when she was packing up Uncle Gao's belongings, a family photo was left behind. She wanted to find it and take it away before leaving."
"I saw that her eyes were red and she seemed to have cried, so I asked her a few words... Young Master, she also wanted to take care of you with good intentions, and did not mean to disturb you and Young Mistress' meal."
"Uncle Gao is gone. If she can't stay with you, she won't have anywhere else to go in Xiangjiang. It's so pitiful."
Zhong Yi has a good relationship with Uncle Gao, and has received a lot of care from Gao Qianying in the past few days. People's hearts are full of flesh. Today, when I saw her crying with grievances and listened to her complaints, I felt some sympathy in my heart, thinking Come to the young master to beg for mercy and let her stay here.
Chen Yanbei listened to Zhong Yi's words expressionlessly, his dark eyes as cold as ice.
Zhong Yi turned his attention to Jiang Yao again: "Young mistress, if A Ying did anything wrong, I apologize to you on her behalf. Her father was the young master's driver when he was alive. Unfortunately, he died in a car accident. Her mother died early. The young master It’s her only support.”
Hehe, after hearing this, Jiang Yao, who had originally planned to be a quiet bystander, slightly raised her lips, half-smiling: "So after you said so much, what you want to express is that I want to drive Gao Qianying away?"
"No, no, that's not what I meant, young lady." Zhong Yi hurriedly explained that he just wanted to help Gao Qianying stay, not to antagonize Jiang Yao.
Although when Gao Qianying confided in him, she did express that because she made the young mistress unhappy, the young mistress asked the young master to drive her away.
But in order to prevent things from getting more and more chaotic, Zhong Yi certainly couldn't say it directly.
Looking at the cold look on the face of the woman next to him, Chen Yanbei felt as if a pair of invisible hands were pinching his heart, making him feel unbearably sour.
He turned to look at his assistant, his piercing eyes brewing with a storm: "If you have nowhere to go, go back to the United States. If you have time to meddle in such nosy matters, just go away with her."
A chill ran down Zhong Yi's spine and he couldn't help but shudder. He nodded repeatedly: "I understand, Master."
Chen Yanbei warned again: "Next time you say such stupid things in front of me, just resign yourself. I don't need an assistant with a worrying IQ."
The cold voice seemed to come from hell.
