Jiang Nanchen took off Rong Daier's cell phone and walked out of the bedroom gently with bare feet.

At the door, he turned around and saw Rong Daier sleeping peacefully and calmly. He couldn't help but curl up the corner of his lips with a touch of tenderness.

He took Rong Daier's cell phone, went to the study room, and turned it on immediately.

The boot-up ringtone is extremely loud in the dead of night.

Didi...

After turning on the phone, an unread message appeared on the phone.

Jiang Nanchen clicked on the message and read every word on it carefully.

Every word on it was like a vicious tongue, grabbing his heart.

The content of the message was: Rong Yao, you bitch, I give you three days to raise five million for me, otherwise, I will expose your matter to the media and let all your fans see it.

Look, let people all over the country know what a despicable woman you are, a woman who can do whatever you want!

You are a big star, so you can't afford to lose this person, right? Then do as I say! If it's even a penny short, I won't be lenient!

Don't hang up on me again, otherwise I'll be rude!

I know that you are now attached to a very powerful man. Then let your man know first how you behave when you are with other men!

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. I will be reckless if you push me too hard. So, Rong Yao, you'd better be obedient and don't push me too hard!

This message came from an unknown number, and Rong Daier did not have any notes.

Jiang Nanxi checked the call records and found that this call had appeared frequently in the past week, but the call duration was not very long, and many of them were missed.

Jiang Nanchen quickly checked Rong Daier's account and found that she had transferred nearly 100,000 yuan to a bank account one after another within this week.

His eyes were deep, covered with frost, shining in the dark night.

He deleted the message, turned off his phone, and then quietly returned to the bedroom, lay back on the bed, and put the woman who was sleeping in his dream into his arms.

He touched her little nose with his fingertips and murmured: "What is supposed to come will finally come. I hope you can be brave. Even if you are criticized by thousands of people, I will still be by your side!"

The morning light shines through the golden velvet curtains, awakening Jiangnan's sleepy eyes.

He opened his eyes and saw that there was nothing around him.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, without any panic in his heart. He knew that that little woman would never escape from his world.

He got up, changed into a casual sweater and casual trousers, and went downstairs.

Sure enough, he saw a petite figure in the kitchen downstairs.

Rong Daier walked out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of porridge and looked up to see Jiang Nanchen. A blush quickly appeared on her thin skin.

She put the bowl on the dining table, like a flying butterfly, landing on Jiang Nanchen's chest.

She hugged his neck, stood on tiptoes, and kissed his lips: "Achen, good morning!"

Her voice is as clear as the morning light and sultry.

Jiang Nanchen suppressed his emotions, said with a solemn face, "Did you make breakfast?"

Rong Daier smiled like a flower: "Yes, I made preserved egg and lean meat porridge. I simmered it for a long time. It's so delicious!"

Jiang Nanchen said indifferently: "Instead of doing these meaningless things, it is better to read the script!"

But he walked towards the restaurant and sat down directly at the dining table.

Rong Daier looked at his back with a sore nose.

She just wanted to make him happy. She still remembered that when they were in school, one day on the way home from school, they encountered heavy rain and hid in a small restaurant.

Jiang Nanchen bought a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and the two of them ate it bit by bit with spoons. They felt that it was delicious, but nothing more.

Has he forgotten the original taste?


Chapter completed!