Feed the tiger with her

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Taking advantage of the strength of the wine, Jian Zhiyan burst into tears. She didn't know whether it was the desolate family affection or the absurd love. She cried until she sobbed, and finally fell asleep in Jian Zhilei's arms.

There was a tear in the corner of her eye, and her little nose twitched from time to time, which reminded Jian Zhilei of the first time he and his sister met in life.

Jian Bozhang came to pick him up from school early that day, saying that his mother was about to give birth. The father and son rushed to the hospital excitedly and survived a long wait in the special needs ward.

When he woke up from the sofa, Jian Bozhang held the baby like a dumpling and handed it to his arms.

23 years of time and space overlapped, he looked at Jian Zhiyan's eyebrows and eyes, and his heart trembled as before.

That was his sister, the one he secretly swore to protect. Seeing her shed so many tears tonight, he realized how negligent he had done.

No amount of guilt can make up for the past, but fortunately, my sister still has a bright future to draw a line from the past, and it's not too late to start all over again.

Jian Zhilei hugged Jian Zhiyan, and when she walked out of the box, she glanced at Song Ange. She had been dutifully guarding the door, and when she saw them coming out, she immediately cheered up.

Song Ange: "Is Zhiyan asleep?"

"Just slept."

"Oh! Then go this way." Song Ange led the way, and helped Jian Zhilei press the elevator, and the three of them went downstairs together, and the driver happened to drive over.

Song Ange was hesitant to get in the car, Jian Zhilei settled his sister, withdrew, and asked her, "Where do you live?"

"Uh, over there on Financial Street..."

It's still on the way, but it's a bit far from here.

Jian Zhilei: "Get in the car, I will send Zhiyan back first, and then I will send you off."

"Then, that's troublesome."

Song Ange was very measured and opened the passenger door.

Along the way, she didn't dare to look around, she just sat there in a regular manner, and when the car arrived, she held the bag for Jian Zhiyan, and used her access control and keys to clear obstacles for Jian Zhilei layer by layer.

Finally, I came to Jian Zhiyan's bedroom.

"Mr. Jane avoid it?"

Song Ange carefully cleared the scene, but Jian Zhilei turned and walked out of the bedroom without saying anything.

Song Ange changed into comfortable home clothes for Jian Zhiyan, covered the cup, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

In the living room, the lights were bright yellow, and Jian Jian Lei Jindao was sitting there.

Maybe it was a guilty conscience, she was naturally afraid of Jian Zhilei, took a deep breath, Song Ange walked over, and called Mr. Jian with her hands down.

Jian Zhilei: "Thank you, tell me to go to the bar to pick up someone tonight, otherwise I don't know what kind of trouble Yanyan is going to make."

Song Ange stuck out her tongue in her heart: Your expression doesn't look like thank you.

On the surface, she replied politely: "It's nothing, Zhiyan drank so much, I don't trust her."

Jian Zhilei asked lightly: "Are you classmates in college?"

Song Ange yelled secretly, and was careful with his words.

"We are high school classmates, not exactly college classmates."

Jian Zhilei sneered: "You have been studying at Yale together for half a year... She didn't graduate, but you did. In the end, you lent her your diploma?"

Finally talking about this!
Song Ange smiled awkwardly, and wanted to pour all the dirty water on Jian Zhiyan, saying that she forced me with a knife, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly faltered again.

She didn't have the courage to play tricks in front of Jian Zhilei.

"It's like this, Mr. Jian, Zhiyan and I have a good relationship. She has been troubled by her profession. I just want to help my friend..."

Jian Zhilei: "I heard from Lu Yin that when Yan Yan joined Jinjing, you were the gunner for many of her plans, right?"

This Lu Yin who killed a thousand swords!
Obviously he also has a part, why did he push me in the end!

"no!"

Song Ange cursed that dog man for the [-]th time, and at the same time vowed, "There is someone else behind the gunman. I have been persuading Zhiyan not to lie to her family, but to be honest, because I firmly believe that Mr. Jian understands righteousness and will definitely understand Zhiyan."

"Really, I'm so good?"

Song Ange nodded, and said sincerely, "Mr. Jian is a good brother, and he has always had a loving face since he was a child."

Jian Zhilei: "Since childhood? Do you know what happened when we were young, or did you hear my conversation with Yan Yan in the bar tonight?"

Suddenly startled, Song Ange snapped back to his senses, "I didn't hear anything tonight!"

Jian Zhilei smiled, "This is what a lawyer looks like."

He took out his mobile phone and asked, "I'll transfer to you how much money is spent in the bar tonight."

"Oh, not too much..."

Song Ange was polite, but she didn't know that Jian Zhilei really didn't take it seriously, and wanted to take the phone back, so she hurriedly said.

"Sixty-five thousand for a box with drinks."

Jian Zhilei turned his head and glanced at her, and said after a while.

"Come here and scan my WeChat, and I'll transfer the money to you."

Focusing on her shriveled wallet, Song Ange didn't appreciate what she said. She took out her mobile phone and scanned it. After a while, the money arrived in her account.

She smiled and almost shouted, thank you boss.

Jian Zhilei got up, tidied up a bit, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Song Ange was still a little worried: "That face..."

"I'll call the servant over to look after it."

Jian Zhilei stepped forward, Song Ange took his bag, bowed his head and hurriedly followed.

For the second half of the journey, Song Ange was still sitting in the passenger seat.

Even though the back seat was half empty, she still didn't have the guts to sit side by side with Jian Zhilei, so there was a strange silence in the car along the way.

……

After a hangover, Jian Zhiyan was woken up by the sound of clanging in the kitchen.

Wearing a nightgown, she floated out of the bedroom, just in time to see Aunt Hong chopping up a chicken, her posture was like killing people, with the knife raised high.

When it fell, a cold light flashed.

Jian Zhiyan: "My brother asked you to come?"

Aunt Hong looked up, "Otherwise, if the head of the family disagrees, do I dare to come?" She continued to move.

It was probably yesterday that I cried a lot and softened my brother. When Jian Zhiyan went to check her phone again, she found that she had received several bank notifications one after another.

The secondary card with unlimited swipes has been restored.

Waking up early, eating a bowl of hot and heart-warming chicken soup, Jian Zhiyan finally returned to blood.

Aunt Hong was cleaning at the side, still muttering, Jian Zhiyan had just recovered a bit of calm when Yuan Xinyue came to the door suddenly and brought her a big news.

"You asked me to leave Sight Media with you and set up another portal?"

Jian Zhi looked hesitant, a little surprised at Yuan Xinyue's boldness - it's fine if she dared to betray Lu Yin, but she would poach the people below if she started a new one - have you thought about the consequences?
How could Yuan Xinyue fail to guess Jian Zhiyan's concerns.

"Lu Yin is the absolute talker of internal entertainment. Most people, including me, dare not offend Mr. Lu, but Zhiyan, you are different."

Yuan Xinyue alluded to the birthday party, "Now, with your relationship with Mr. Lu, no matter what you do, he won't touch you."

"If I want to stand on my own, I must bring your amulet. Only with you can Mr. Lu let me go. That's why I came to you."