After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 713: Take me in for a few more days
Previously, Song Muran asked Chen Zhexi to help keep an eye on Yang Tianqiang and Yang Tianzhi.

Now that the other party is calling, it's probably because there's something going on with the Yang family.

Song Muran held the phone and walked to a quiet street corner before pressing the answer button.

As soon as the call was connected, Chen Zhexi's slightly solemn voice came.

"You made the person I was targeting move."

Song Muran thought that it was true. His eyes darkened slightly but he did not interrupt Chen Zhexi and let him continue.

"Last night, the man named Yang Tianqiang went to meet some local snakes in Jiangcheng."

"Mu Ran, what's the relationship between you and Yang Tianqiang? If there is a grudge between you, you must be more careful recently."

Song Muran didn't explain too much to Chen Zhexi. The affairs of the Yang family were complicated and it was too difficult to explain clearly in a short while.

"That's about right, thanks."

After hearing his answer, Chen Zhexi knew what was going on.

"We don't talk about these false things between us."

"Yang Tianqiang, I will continue to keep an eye on it for you. If you need me anywhere, please speak to me at any time."

The two have worked together for many years and already have a tacit understanding.

Chen Zhexi knew that Song Muran was carrying many secrets.

But out of respect, he would never pry beyond the boundaries.

In contrast, Chen Zhexi never interfered or questioned him.

It is because of this that the two have maintained a good cooperative relationship until now.

After hanging up the phone, Song Muran accelerated the pace of regretting the Yunding community.

At the same time, a decision emerged in his heart.

Yang Jingyi didn't sleep well last night. As soon as she closed her eyes, Song Muran's blushing and forbearing look flashed in her mind when he kissed her.

It's so alluring.

In order to calm herself down, she simply got up and handled her work.

This work lasted all night.

It wasn't until the doorbell rang that her attention shifted from the computer and she realized that she had accidentally stayed up all night.

Thinking of the breakfast promise made by Song Muran at the door of the hospital last night.

Yang Jingyi's heart skipped a beat and she rushed to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

Fortunately, she loves to exercise and is diligent in taking care of her, so she doesn't look too haggard.

After quickly washing her face with cold water to make herself look more energetic, Yang Jingyi went to open the door.

Song Muran smiled: "I thought you hadn't gotten up yet."

Yang Jingyi coughed lightly and replied with a little lack of confidence: "How is that possible? I always get up very early."

She didn't want this kid to know that she hadn't slept all night because of him.

"Soy milk and fried dough sticks." Song Muran picked up the bag in his hand and shook it, "It's almost cold, so you have to eat it while it's hot."

Yang Jingyi's eyes lit up slightly and she turned sideways to let him in.

"You sit down first, I'll get the dishes and chopsticks."

She noticed that Song Muran bought two people, so she took the tableware for two people.

When I came out, I found that there were still documents and computers on my dining table.

Last night she needed to draw, so she moved her office to the long table in the dining room.

I was so busy just now that I forgot about it.

Yang Jingyi secretly thought that she really cared about the beginning and not the end, and she was afraid that her secret would be exposed.

"As expected of Alice Yang, she got up so early to work." Song Muran pretended not to see the flash of annoyance on her face, and helped her put away the scattered files and computer.

Yang Jingyi was stunned for a moment, then nodded along with his words, and replied vaguely: "Well, there was something wrong in Paris recently."

Song Muran didn't ask any more questions, poured the cut fried dough sticks from the bag into the plate, and poured the soy milk into bowls.

Seeing that there was nothing she needed help with, Yang Jingyao sat on the table obediently, holding her chopsticks and waiting.

His eyes couldn't help but drift to Song Muran.

She thought, did this kid really not notice or was he just pretending to avoid making herself feel?
Next to her files were unfinished coffee and leftover snacks. Anyone who saw it could tell that she stayed up all night.

Yang Jingyi's thoughts wandered a bit until her hand with clear joints placed the soy milk in front of her.

"Okay, you can eat."

Yang Jingyi came back to her senses, nodded and thanked her, then lowered her head to eat.

The temperature of the soy milk was just right, and the sweet soy milk slid down her esophagus into her stomach, instantly dispelling her fatigue from working all night.

The fried dough sticks are still crispy, and paired with soy milk, they are delicious.

Yang Jingyi thought that after all, she still had a Chinese stomach. Since returning to China, she had eaten less of the white people's breakfast.

If it wasn't for the fact that she had no choice but to go to work, she wished she could eat soy milk, fried dough sticks and xiaolongbao every day.

The bowl of soy milk quickly ran out, and Yang Jingyi's stomach was full.

She put down her chopsticks and realized that Song Muran across from her hadn't eaten much.

"What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Yang Jingyi was a little worried and stood up to touch Song Muran's forehead.

But as soon as her hand reached into the air, it was held.

Song Muran's palm was very big, and there was a thin layer of calluses on the palm, which felt itchy when it was pressed against the delicate back of her hand.

Yang Jingyi guessed that it was left during fitness.

Otherwise, his abdominal muscles wouldn't be so touchable.

"I don't have a fever anymore." Song Muran blinked, "But I do still feel a little uncomfortable."

Yang Jingyi frowned: "Where? Forget it, let's go to the hospital again. It's best to have a comprehensive examination."

Although Song Muran is in good health, he can't be too careless about it.

It's better to err on the side of caution.

With that said, Yang Jingyi got up and went into the bedroom to change clothes.

However, Song Muran did not let go.

"Alice, wait."

Yang Jingyi felt that Song Muran was a little strange: "What are you waiting for? You can't even move. Do you need me to call 120?"

Listening to her getting more and more serious, Song Muran was a little bit dumbfounded.

On the way here, he had thought about staying at Yang Jingyi's house for a few more days on the pretext that he was not feeling well.

Until the threat from Yang Tianqiang is eliminated.

But he didn't expect Yang Jingyi's reaction to be so big.

Song Muran pursed her lips and decided not to go around in circles with her.

"Can you keep me for a few more days?"

The topic changed so quickly that Yang Jingyi didn't react for a while.

"What did you say?"

Song Muran sighed helplessly and decided to tell the truth: "I'm worried that Yang Tianqiang will be bad for you, so I want to move here for a few days."

"Don't worry, I'll sleep in the guest room."

"After Yang Chule's matter is resolved, I will move back."

He promised Yang Jingyi that he would no longer hide it from her, and there was actually no need to hide this matter.

He is now Yang Jingyi's boyfriend, and he is worried about her both in public and private matters.

Thinking of this, Song Muran gained some confidence.

It took Yang Jingyi several seconds to digest what Song Mulan said. She tilted her head and stared at Song Mulan thoughtfully.

"You saw how I stopped Yang Tianqiang last night."

"Do you think I still need someone to protect me?"

Paris was not as good as in China, and she often worked overtime until late, and the neighborhood she lived in was not peaceful. For her own personal safety, she went to practice jujitsu for two years.

Ordinary people like Yang Tianqiang would never get close to her.