Li Xichen's eyes were so dark that they couldn't see anything inside. As Jiang Nuan gradually moved away, he seemed to have all his feelings removed.

It seems calm, but it makes people breathless.

An Qiqing walked out from behind the stairs, approached Li Xichen, staring at the brother and sister who were walking farther and farther away, "For her, the most important thing is always her brother. Even if you give her life, you can't compare to his brother..."

She stood beside Li Xichen and smelled the strong smell of blood. Her eyes were filled with pain. She looked down and saw a large wet trace on her black shirt.

The wound was cracked.

An Qiqing's eyes were sore, her heart was sore, and she subconsciously stepped forward to help him, "Xi Chen..."

Li Xichen stood at the door, his stunning gaze stuck to Jiang Nuan's back motionless, and his eyes seemed to turn into thousands of threads. Each strand was filled with the force of wishing to swallow Jiang Nuan, and waved her mercilessly.

An Qiqing staggered back and hit the railing heavily on his back.

She groaned in pain, raised her head with a blue face, and her eyes were filled with reluctance.

Li Xichen still stared at the action, his perfect side face shrouded in the darkness, with a heart-wrenching emotion.

...

Jiang Nuan was listlessly returned to the previous villa by the man.

In the beautiful little garden, the man looked at her dull eyebrows and put a bun on her plate. He asked softly, "Nannuan, what are you thinking?"

Jiang Nuan looked at the breakfast table, blinked her eyes, looked confused, and murmured to herself with an irresponsible question, "Why can't I learn..."

If she could, how could there be a peaceful love?

The man sat on the sofa and stared at her leisurely for a while, "Do you want to learn to cook?"

Jiang Nuan lowered her head in frustration and exhaled, "...I can't learn..."

She was born to be in trouble with the kitchen. Cooking is a simple thing that others think is difficult for her to reach the sky.

It’s not that she has tried it, but the things she cooked... it’s better not to mention it.

The man stared at her slender white hands, born with a delicate smell. After a moment, he suddenly smiled, "How could he not learn it?"

Jiang Nuan looked up at him in an instant, her eyes lit up, "Big brother, do you want to teach me how to cook?"

The man raised his eyebrows, with a slight smile on his face, and looked at her, "I can teach you, but you have to promise me one thing."

Jiang Nuan looked at him expectantly, "What?"

The man smiled, and Jiang Nuan captured a touch of gentle playfulness from this smile. Although the emotion was fleeting, "I can't go back with your boyfriend within three days."

Jiang Nuan smiled sweetly and agreed very simply, "Yeah!"

Li Xichen said three excessive words to her, one sentence a day, let's do it like this.

As for whether she ran outside alone, would he be worried...

Jiang Nuan refuses to think about it now.

Yun Zuo, who was standing behind the man, heard the conversation between the brother and sister, and his eyes were filled with anxiety. He seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by the man's sudden glance at him.

...

Before entering the kitchen, the man suddenly said to Jiang Nuan, "The death of that old man in the Lu family has nothing to do with you, don't take it to heart."

Jiang Nuan suddenly heard this sentence and was stunned for a moment, "Big Brother, how could you know..."
Chapter completed!