After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

"Whose phone number?" Jiang Yi asked curiously.

Wen Xuan frowned, "Jiang Jingbai."

"I think there's something wrong with the way he looks at you."

Jiang Yi finally noticed the difference. She felt that Jiang Jingbai's eyes when looking at Wen Xuan were a bit similar to Song Rao's eyes when he looked at her before, very paranoid and mixed with many complex emotions.

And when they were together, Jiang Jingbai's eyes were always on Wen Xuan.

"Does he like you?"

Wen Xuan hesitated for a moment before nodding, "He confessed to me, but I refused. He is a high school student, does he know what he likes? Besides, he and I are people from different worlds, which is not suitable."

"Well, he's going abroad anyway. When he comes back in four years, I guess he'll forget who you are."

Wen Xuan curled his lips and smiled, "So unconscionable? I have helped him a few times. I didn't expect him to be your half-brother, and I just treat him as a younger brother."

"Since you don't like him, you don't need to help him because of me in the future."

Jiang Yi thought for a while before continuing, "He's different from your boyfriends, and he's not as silly and sweet as Jiang Chen. If you owe a debt of love, I'm afraid it won't be repaid."

Thinking of Jiang Jingbai's actions of killing and breaking corpses, Jiang Yi felt that her younger brother was quite dangerous.

Wen Xuan's peach blossom eyes lifted slightly, "Then I'll let him stop thinking about it tomorrow."

After chatting for half an hour, Song Rao's voice came from the kitchen.

"It's time to eat."

He was wearing a formal shirt with rolled up sleeves, but an apron. In the cold temperament, there is inexplicably more fireworks, and his eyes seem to be warmer.

Jiang Yi went to the kitchen to help them serve their meals, Song Rao took off his apron and stood behind her, with his articulated hands on her slender waist, making a gesture.

"Really thin, isn't the food at the police station poor?"

"It's okay." Jiang Yi said, "mainly because I didn't fall asleep at night."

She had a mental illness before, and later entered Yinwan International. Mu Fanzhou found the best psychiatrist to help her treat her, and it was much better, but the insomnia was very serious.

If he didn't keep exercising regularly, Jiang Yi's body might be very poor.

But when she and Song Rao slept together, they slept soundly, sleeping more than 10 hours each time.

In the environment of the police station, Jiang Yi's vigilance was so heavy that it was impossible to fall asleep.

"Move here and live with me, eh?"

Song Rao rubbed her head, held her down, and didn't let her go.

Jiang Yi hummed lightly, "I will live with you when I grow up."

She held revenge, this guy actually disliked her figure.

Song Rao laughed dumbly, wrapped her waist around her, and dragged her back, "Do more to grow, isn't it?"

"Song Rao!" Jiang Yi glared at him, "Don't keep talking nonsense."

Wen Xuan is still outside, he just keeps his mouth shut, shameless!

Song Rao put away the smile at the corner of his mouth and became more serious, "Anyway, you are going to live with me during this time, and someone is following you. I am not at ease, or I will move to Jiang Mansion."

"..."

"The identity of the deceased has been clarified. One of the top killers on the dark web. He has a gun on his body and a dagger specially used for assassination. He should not have thought that your movements would be so neat and kill you with one hit. I think they The original intention is to provoke you, make you mess up, and then do something to you."

This kind of desperado, even if someone hired them, it is impossible to take their own life for money and come to Jiang Yi to die. So their initial purpose was not to let Jiang Yi kill, but to kill her.

The person who took the video is estimated to monitor the progress of the mission to ensure that Jiang Yi will be killed. But I didn't expect Jiang Yi to kill the killer, so I could only change the plan and report Jiang Yi's murder.

A trace of anger flashed in Song Rao's eyes, and his arms around Jiang Yi could not help but tighten slightly, "Be obedient, or I will lock you up, it will be safer."

Jiang Yi was helpless, "Okay, it's up to you, eat first."