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

Chapter 740 Cold War
Lao He couldn't see what was wrong and quickly interrupted.

"Hey, it's dinner today, why did you catch Mu Ran alone and ask questions?"

"Speaking of which, Zhang Qian, have you finished writing your paper?"

"I think I saw the class teacher asking you in the group yesterday."

Zhang Qian couldn't laugh anymore.

Not only was her thesis not finished, she had not even started writing it.

Lao He said teasingly: "Don't be like those seniors in our school. They have gone through so many classes and still haven't graduated yet."

Zhang Qian gave Lao He a hard look.

"Stop your mouth!"

After saying that, he angrily ran away with his bag.

Lao He was thick-skinned and didn't take this matter to heart at all. When he saw her leaving, he greeted everyone cheerfully.

"With one less person, everyone can eat more, which is a good thing."

"How about we add some more dishes?"

The atmosphere in the box became lively again.

Yang Jingyi lost much appetite.

Finally made it to the end of the meal.

Yang Jingyi got into the car with all her thoughts on her mind.

This time, she did not sit in the passenger seat, but moved to the back row to sit with Yang Chule.

The dark-colored big G drives quietly and smoothly on the road, and you can hear the pin drop in the cabin.

No matter how nervous Yang Chule was, he still vaguely noticed that something was wrong.

Arrive at Yunding Community.

Song Muran handed the car keys back to Yang Jingyi.

Yang Chule thought for a while and said, "Mu Ran, it's so late today, otherwise you shouldn't go back."

"Anyway, the bed in your room is still made, so just tell Aunt Fan to sleep here tonight."

"It just so happens that we two brothers can still chat."

He was now filled with questions. If Yang Jingyi hadn't still been here, he would have wanted to drag Song Muran to talk about it.

Song Muran glanced at Yang Jingyi almost invisible and nodded slightly.

"it is good."

Yang Chule breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then you go back first. I'll be back after I see my sister off."

After saying that, he followed Yang Jingyi and left.

Song Muran stood quietly, staring at Yang Jingyi's back.

Yang Jingyi didn't even look at him until the elevator door closed.

Song Muran knew that Yang Jingyi was angry.

He sighed helplessly.

I didn't expect that something would go wrong at today's dinner party.

Zhang Qian stalked him at first.

He was very annoyed.

In the end, he had no choice but to take out his annual ticket to Paris and lie that his girlfriend was abroad.

Of course, he admitted that he was somewhat selfish when he told this lie.

At that time, he had already fallen in love with Yang Jingyi.

But he didn't have a valid reason to appear in front of her, so he could only spend the few dozen days a year accompanying her and watching her in the dark.

Song Muran smiled bitterly.

He hoped Alice wouldn't be angry for too long.

At least give him a chance to explain.

the other side.

After Yang Chule followed Yang Jingyi through the door, he stood obediently at the entrance.

"Sister, I'll leave your bag and medicine here for you."

"Remember to take the medicine."

"Also, please be careful tonight and don't let your hands get wet."

Yang Jingyi nodded absently.

"Ah."

"understood."

Seeing her obviously out of sorts, Yang Chule spoke hesitantly.

"sister……"

"You and Mu Ran..."

Yang Chule wanted to ask if there was anything between her and Yang Chule, but she felt that her question was strange.

He scratched his head anxiously.

Yang Jingyi was amused and deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, pretending to be a relaxed answer.

"There is nothing wrong with Mu Ran and me."

"I was just too full from what I had just eaten. The back seat is a bit more spacious, so I can lie down."

Yang Chule breathed a sigh of relief immediately after hearing this.

"So that's it." "I thought you were angry with Mu Ran because of what happened just now."

"Although I know it's impossible."

"But it looks similar."

"Sister, don't worry, just think I'm talking nonsense."

Yang Jingyi's eyes flashed.

"Let's go back."

"You've worked hard this week, take a good rest on the weekend."

Yang Chule nodded repeatedly, returned to his usual cheerful appearance, and said goodbye to her.

The door closes.

The room returned to silence.

Yang Jingyi leaned against the door and looked at the quiet room.

For the first time, she felt that her home was so empty.

She took a breath, went back to the bedroom, changed into home clothes, washed briefly, then locked the door and went back to sleep.

She knew that Song Muran would find an opportunity to come over soon.

But she doesn't want to see him right now.

In fact, having a lover before is not such a big deal.

Song Muran is handsome and outstanding, and is liked by many people.

It would be abnormal if he had never been in love.

What she really cared about was Song Muran's concealment from her.

Moreover, Song Muran had previously sent her a signal that he had liked her for many years, intentionally or unintentionally.

Yang Jingyi pursed her lips, buried her face in the quilt, and curled up in it.

Since her parents' accident, she likes to curl up into a baby's position when sleeping, which gives her a brief sense of security.

Outside.

Song Muran put his finger on the lock.

The fingerprint lock is not turned on.

Song Muran lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the fingerprint lock, and his heart was complicated.

He knew the lock wasn't broken.

The reason why it couldn't be opened was probably because Yang Jingyi locked the door.

This means I don’t want to see him tonight.

Song Muran sighed silently.

What he was most worried about happened.

The phone in my pocket kept vibrating.

It was a WeChat message from Yang Chule, asking where he was.

Song Muran typed a reply.

Finally, he took a deep look at the closed door before turning and leaving.

When Yang Chule returned home and saw no one from Song Muran, the alarm went off and he quickly sent a WeChat message to Song Muran to ask where he was.

In fact, he wanted to ask Song Muran if he went to find his sister.

As a result, the other party quickly replied with three words.

--In the supermarket.

After a while, Song Muran came back with a dozen beers and a bag of snacks.

He put the wine into Yang Chule's arms.

"Don't you want to talk to me?"

"How can we do without wine?"

In Yang Chule's memory over the years, Song Mulan drank only a handful of times.

He brought the beer to the living room and looked at Song Muran with complicated eyes.

"not in a good mood?"

"Because of my sister?"

Song Muran took off his coat, loosened his tie with one hand, and then drank the beer in one gulp.

Yang Chule originally wanted to ask him about what happened at the dinner table, but it was obvious that he couldn't bear to drink to drown his sorrows.

"Don't drink so quickly."

"This is wine, not water."

Song Muran smiled.

"It's just beer, not intoxicating."

Yang Chule dragged all the unopened wine behind him and wouldn't let him take it anymore.

“Beer is wine too.”

"If you have something on your mind, just say it. Drinking alone will do nothing."

"Brother, I promise you that everything you said tonight will be forgotten by the dawn of tomorrow."

Song Muran was a little moved.

He really needed someone to talk to.

But he wasn't sure if Yang Chule could remain worried after hearing his concerns.