She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

When Nan Shiyu woke up again the next day, before she even opened her eyes, she gasped because of the pain all over her body and the swollen forehead.

She stretched out her arm and rubbed her temples, pressing hard twice with her knuckles, trying to relieve some of the pain.

Immediately, the soreness on her body made her frown.

He sat up from the bed, looked at the familiar wedding room, and tried to recall what happened last night in his mind.

Before he could figure out the reason, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Then, Jiang Jingyu's figure appeared in Nan Shiyu's sight.

When she saw the other person, she pressed her aching waist without leaving a trace, cleared her throat, and tentatively asked him:

"Last night...you picked me up?"

Jiang Jingyu raised his eyes and looked at her, stopping beside the bed.

"Otherwise? Do you want Meng Jinche to send you back?"

Nan Shiyu, who just breathed a sigh of relief: "..."

Wrapped in a quilt, she avoided his gaze with a guilty conscience and looked away.

"I won't ask who said that."

Jiang Jingyu stared at her for a while, his fingertips tightening and loosening, then loosening and tightening.

After much hesitation, I made it clear to her.

"Zhizhi, I still say the same thing, you treat him as a younger brother, does he really treat you as a sister?"

"Yeah--" The words were only half spoken.

Jiang Jingyu suddenly took a step forward.

Stopped within easy reach of her.

"He and your brother are different." He said bluntly: "Zhizhi, your brother is your biological brother from the same father and mother. You are related by blood. Your brother loves you and you rely on your brother. , this is the real brother-sister relationship, but what about Meng Jinche?"

"You are not related by blood, so you are not a real family. Are you sure that his feelings for you are just a sibling's dependence?"

Nan Shiyu fell silent this time.

The room was quiet for a few seconds, and Jiang Jingyu said again:

"At best, he is just your subsidized younger brother. Things like feelings are the most uncontrollable. Zhizhi, you should understand what I mean. Don't wait until everything gets out of control before regretting it."

After that, he gave her space to think about it all.

After Jiang Jingyu left, Nan Shiyu sat on the bed without moving for a long time.

What he said over and over again in my mind is what he just said:

[You treat him as a younger brother, but does he really treat you as a sister? 】

Nan Shiyu pressed her forehead and lowered her eyelids.

She was very sure that she just regarded Meng Jinche as a family member and a younger brother.

But what about him?

Does he really think of her as his sister?

Nan Shiyu began to reflect. During this period, she seemed to have spent too much time with Meng Jinche in the branch.

After Meng Jinche returned to China, he did often pester her. Nan Shiyu originally thought that since he had been alone abroad for more than two years and suddenly returned to Haicheng and had no other familiar friends, he would be more clingy to her. , is also normal.

It was also because of this mentality, and because he had just come back, she also took great care of him. Basically whenever she had free time, she would go to the branch to advise him on various projects.

Now think about it carefully, she and Meng Jinche have indeed gotten too close in the past few days.

She helped him grow from nothing to his current achievements. It's normal for him to be dependent on her.

But if you get too close and let him have other feelings, it's really not going to work.

Over the years, she has watched him go through all kinds of hardships step by step to get to where he is now. How could she let him be ruined by the word 'love'.

Just at this moment, the message tone of "ding dong, ding dong" interrupted Nan Shiyu's thoughts.

She scratched her hair, followed the sound, turned to the phone under the corner of the quilt, and unlocked it with her fingerprint.

There are many messages on the phone.

There is Nan Yuheng,

There is also Cheng Nianan,

The latest messages are all from Meng Jinche.

Reading between the lines, he felt guilty for spending his birthday with him yesterday and causing her to get drunk. Finally, he asked her when she would go to the company.

After reading all the information, Nan Shiyu held the phone in silence for a while, then typed the next sentence in the input box:

[You've got started with the company's affairs. Just contact Ruan Wen next. I'll return to the company in a few days. 】

After the message is sent, the words "Inputting" are immediately displayed there.

More than ten seconds later, Meng Jinche sent a message:

[Is sister angry? 】

Nan Shiyu: [No. Jin Che, you have outstanding abilities and are fully capable of completing the project by yourself. Even if I don't take you, you can still do it well. Don't think too much. If you have anything, just ask Ruan Wen, she will help you. 】

After the transmission was successful, Nan Shiyu threw the phone aside.

She needs to think carefully about how to get along with Meng Jinche in the future.

Keep your distance until you think clearly.

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downstairs.

When Nan Shiyu came down, Butler Chen had already prepared breakfast.

She took a few steps forward and met Jiang Jingyu coming in from outside the hall.

The couple looked at each other, and Jiang Jingyu was the first to look away and go to the sink.

Nan Shiyu followed him slowly.

In these days, this was the first time that the two of them did not speak.

Butler Chen was keenly aware of something strange.

He quickly left the hall with the servant and asked the young couple to close the door and resolve the conflict.

Jiang Jingyu and Nan Shiyu returned to the restaurant one after another.

A few minutes later, she held a porcelain spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl.

After a while, he was the first to break the silence.

"I have considered what you said this morning."

Jiang Jingyu's eyes moved slightly.

Look up at her.

Nan Shiyu moved her lips and spoke in a low voice.

At first glance, it gave the impression that the girl was lowering her head to admit her mistake.

"I didn't pay enough attention to the situation before and didn't think carefully enough. I will pay attention to it in the future so that the situation like last night will not happen again."

After she finished speaking, Jiang Jingyu slowly said "hmm".

She raised her eyes and looked at his expression.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

Jiang Jingyu's eyes were light: "I'm not angry with you in the first place."

Nan Shiyu: Are you still angry?

The cold air pressure around him almost froze the air in 'Sheng Ting' into ice.

Seeing that she turned a blind eye to the hangover soup on the table, Jiang Jingyu sighed softly and handed it to her.

"Drink a few sips, or you'll still get a headache."

"Oh." She took it in a low voice, tested the temperature, and drank most of it obediently.

Jiang Jingyu's eyes stayed on her for a few seconds and said:

"Starting tomorrow, I need to go on a business trip for a few days."

Nan Shiyu was a little surprised.

After thinking for a while, she asked him: "What about today?"

Jiang Jingyu: "Go to the company as usual today."

After listening, she took the initiative and asked: "Do you want to take me?"

Jiang Jingyu paused slightly and met her gaze, "Do you want to go?"

Nan Shiyu nodded without hesitation.

"Okay." Jiang Jingyu motioned for her to have breakfast, "Let's go together after dinner."

A marital crisis caused by Meng Jinche, the younger brother, was resolved just like that.

After breakfast, Nan Shiyu went up to change clothes, while Jiang Jingyu was waiting for her in the hall.

After Butler Chen came over, he explained carefully:

"I need to go on a business trip tomorrow, which will last about half a week. During this period, I need to take good care of my wife."

After that, he asked again:

"My wife has had a bad appetite recently. Please ask the chef to change other dishes. In addition, prepare some porridge to nourish your stomach."

Butler Chen nodded repeatedly.

"Don't worry, sir, we will take good care of my wife."