Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

"She has."

Mentioning this, Shang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and gave an unexpected answer.

Jiang Yan was stunned: "Then you still dare to make up your mind about her?"

Crazy!

No, he was a lunatic.

Shang Yan casually played with the jade pendant, automatically ignoring Jiang Yu's irritability.

He said lazily, "What I do is neither breaking the law nor treason."

"Why not?"

River?:"……"

It was impossible to refute for a while.

The room suddenly became quiet, and Jiang? exhaled to calm himself down before looking at Shang Yan again: "Seriously?"

Shang Yan's eyes darkened: "I won't make fun of her."

He really doesn't joke about emotional matters lightly.

But it was precisely because he knew that he was not joking that Jiang? had such a headache.

In terms of strength and identity alone, Shang Yan is indeed the top standard for countless women in Kyoto to choose a mate.

Good looking, rich and powerful, both external and internal conditions are the same as the top.

But the age difference between them is too big. In Jiang?'s eyes, Jiang Yun is still a little girl.

But Shang Yan is a young and mature strategist.

He was silent for a moment, speechless for a while.

the other side.

Jiang Yun hurriedly left the embarrassing "apology scene" that was so embarrassing to the ground, and slowly came to the fish pond to feed the fish.

As soon as he sat down, Liao Shuyu followed.

Without speaking, Liao Shuyu just sat quietly beside Jiang Yun, and also picked up fish food and fed it one after another.

There was an evening breeze with the fragrance of green grass blowing in the air, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat awkward and dead silent.

Liao Shuyu sprinkled the fish food in his hand for free, Jiang Yun finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Cursing and turning around: "Are you sick?"

At the end of the sentence, Jiang Yun looked at Liao Shuyu's aggrieved and unwilling face, and frowned: "What's the matter?"

She had never seen Liao Shuyu like this before, and she was so frightened that she held back the cursing on her lips.

Liao Shuyu threw down the last handful of fish food, and stared back at her heroic and cold face.

There is no reason for the words to be tinged with grievance: "Do you think I am naive, so you avoid me?"

"Ah?" Jiang Yun was a little confused by what he said so abruptly.

Liao Shuyu stared stubbornly into her eyes with a decadent expression.

He knows that she has a strong temper, so he has worked hard to start a business these years.

What he thinks is that one day he can become the person who protects her at any time, and becomes the confidence for her to act recklessly.

But Jiang Yun didn't even give him a straight look.

Liao Shuyu couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he thought about the events of the past few days: "Or, do you like Mr. Shang's type?"

When Shang Yan was mentioned, Jiang Yun's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and her heart tightened.

But she shook her head: "I didn't think about our relationship in that way."

She took time to look at Liao Shuyu, and said seriously: "I treat you the same as I treat Shangyi. To me, we are brothers."

"We have been fighting since we were young, and it would be embarrassing for you and me if we really want to be together."

If she had known that Liao Shuyu thought of her this way, she had resolutely ignored him back then.

In the past, when he clamored to marry her, she just took it as a joke.

In the end, she didn't expect that Liao Shuyu was already thinking about her when she was still playing with mud.

Looking at it this way, Jiang Yun suddenly felt that she was somewhat stupid at the beginning, and her cheerful appearance all day was really out of tune with them.

The other children are secretly prodding their hearts.

And her heart and eyes are all about how to defeat everyone.

Unable to stop supporting her forehead, Jiang Yun sighed.

Her damned desire to win.

"What about Shang Yan?" Liao Shuyu directly called Shang Yan's name, which lacked a bit of usual respect, and was more like the tone of a competitor: "What do you do to him?"

"Are you sick?" Jiang Yun glared at him: "What about you, what are you talking about?"

"He likes you." Liao Shuyu almost shouted.

He is a man, Shang Yan's obvious favoritism towards Jiang Yun, everyone can see that it is not just the elder brother who cares for the younger sister.

What's more... Shang Yan looked at Jiang Yun with gentle eyes.

He knew that look better than anyone else.

It was the eyes that wanted to hold her in his arms and take her as his own, and wanted to shield her from the wind and rain and protect her for the rest of her life.

Jiang Yun's face was slightly stiff, and she looked at Liao Shuyu with absurd and helpless eyes.

The two looked at each other, their swords were on the verge of breaking out, but neither of them spoke.

There is only a cool evening breeze blowing around.

Jiang Yun was only wearing a tulle shirt, and she couldn't stop shivering when the wind blew past.

His momentum weakened for no reason, but he replied with a half-hearted retort: ​​"Did he tell you?"

Jiang Yun curled her lips and muttered, "I also said he likes your sister."

"It's my sister who likes him." Liao Shuyu stared at Jiang Yun closely, unrelenting: "But we all know that he doesn't like my sister."

Liao Shuyu hoped that Shang Yan would like Liao Shufan.

In this way, at least he still has a chance.

Jiang Yun didn't speak, and didn't want to continue this kind of topic.

Almost guilty, he stood up and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Liao Shuyu reached out and grabbed her wrist, stubbornly wanting an answer: "So, you also like Shang Yan, right?"

Jiang Yun: "..."

She knew that she could leave by saying "I don't like it", but she couldn't get it out of her mouth.

There was a burst of irritability for no reason, and a sullen look appeared in Jiang Yun's eyes, and she was about to throw up her sleeves and leave.

A pair of big hands held her wrists first, and the cold breath of the man behind him covered her.

Jiang Yun froze in place.

Shang Yan surrounded her almost half way from behind, holding her hand held by Liao Shuyu, his cold and oppressive eyes stared straight at Liao Shuyu.

He didn't speak, but the indifference in his eyes made people feel flustered.

Liao Shuyu was apprehensive, unwilling to let go, staring at Jiang Yun stubbornly, waiting for an answer.