The man walked to the dining table, arranged the breakfast carefully and carefully, and poured milk into a clean and smooth glass.

The sound of footsteps sounded on the side of his ears, the door was opened, and the woman in thin pajamas rubbed her eyes and shouted, "Zihan."

"Yan'er, wake up." Lu Zihan put down the things in his hand, walked over with his coat and put them on her shoulders, "Wash and breakfast is ready."

"Yeah." Wen Yan responded with a smile, but looked up but saw a slight bruise on the corners of his mouth. He was stunned and quickly raised his hand to stroke it, "What's wrong with you here? Are you injured?"

Lu Zihan is not a man who likes to explain, but just said lightly, "It's okay, don't worry."

Wen Yan frowned, "Are you out after I fell asleep last night?"

"Yeah, I've done something."

"So injured?"

"When will I be so weak in your eyes?" Lu Zihan smiled faintly, "It's just a little blue and purple. It will be better in a few days. Let's have breakfast first, it's going to be cold."

Wen Yan looked at him worriedly, but when he saw that he didn't want to say more, he didn't ask too much, "Okay."

Breakfast is standard in a five-star hotel and is very rich.

Lu Zihan put the lotus seed porridge to Wen Yan's hand. She took a spoon and took a sip, and suddenly asked, "By the way, Zihan, is there any news about Suhang?"

Lu Zihan teared the toast in his hand and put it in his mouth gracefully, "Not yet, he is an American nationality. I only found out that he was attracted by the Falcon troops and was summoned away. Later, the news was gone. Maybe he had sent you a letter, but he was in a confidential military intelligence department, so the letter should be difficult for you to get to your hands."

Wen Yan was choked in her throat, and she held the spoon tightly, "The Falcon Force... Didn't something happened some time ago?"

"Well, I was ambushed and basically all of them were killed."

Death...

Wen Yan didn't dare to think about it, "Then Suhang..."

Lu Zihan cut off her words lightly, "Yan'er, don't think too much, I'll find it for you."

"Okay." Wen Yan nodded, suddenly bit his lower lip and looked at him, "Zihan, you won't be jealous about this..., right?"

Jealous?

Lu Zihan frowned, as smart as him, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the word for a while. He looked up at her and only reacted a few seconds later. For some reason, his brows became deeper, "Yan'er, I said, don't think too much."

Wen Yan whispered, "Suhang is my childhood sweetheart. Because their family lives next to my house, he has always taken good care of me, especially after my sister died, I don't like him, don't get me wrong..."

Lu Zihan nodded very lightly, reached out and brought a bowl of porridge in front of him.

I don’t know if the hotel delivered the wrong delivery, but when I opened it, it turned out to be a bowl of sweet porridge.

A beautiful and beautiful face suddenly appeared in my mind.

And that crisp and sweet voice, “It’s not because you saved me, I… or like you.”

The man's fingers holding the toast couldn't help but exert force.

Do you like him?

A girl who is ignorant of the world has innocent and ignorant feelings and is unbelievable at all.

Would she still like him if she knew how bad he was, how miserable he was, and how bad he was?

No, it is impossible.

Even he hates himself, how could she still like him?

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Chapter completed!