A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

Zhou Ciyan looked at the sleeping person in his arms and thought to himself, Cheng Jianwei is still so young, how could she sleep? !

His heart was obviously nervous and about to beat.

Zhou Ciyan took another deep breath, turned off the lights on the observation deck, and wrapped the two roasted sweet potatoes in oil paper with one hand to keep them warm.

After thinking about it, he felt uneasy. What if when he was sending Weiwei back to his room, someone secretly watching the live broadcast came and stole the sweet potato?

After all, he secretly watches the live broadcast every day.

So, he walked to the blind spot of the camera, hid the sweet potatoes in a side cabinet in the corner of the observation deck, and placed the three burned but undercooked sweet potatoes on the table for cover.

In this way, even if someone watches the live broadcast and steals it, they won't be able to find it for a while.

After doing this, Zhou Ciyan held Cheng Jianwei to her room with a stern and holy face, as if he was really just a man who couldn't bear to watch the female guest sleep in the room after roasting sweet potatoes. Good Samaritans at the Observation Deck.

And one of his slender and beautiful hands was standing in front of Cheng Jianwei's eyelids, blocking her from the light all the way.

Barrage: [Since we are all participating in a variety show, can't Mr. Ci take her back to the room when the female guest falls asleep? Hmm...why doesn't it count as Gudao Rechang? 】

[Mr. Zhou, an enthusiastic citizen, right? 】

[Whoever makes the claim will provide evidence. I suggest that Feng Yaoyao come and sleep in front of Ci Ye and see if Ci Ye can hug her. That’s it. 】

[Then let’s say goodbye. Ci Ye might treat her like a corpse and walk over her. It would be so embarrassing then. 】

[Feng Yaoyao: First of all, I didn’t offend anyone, and secondly, I didn’t offend any of you. 】

Only Ji Jian CP fans are still happy, and the comments are like Chinese New Year: [I hugged her all the time, my CP may have to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate next. 】

[What, saying goodbye to get married? I've moved the Civil Affairs Bureau here! 】

Zhou Ciyan hugged Cheng Jianwei and thought, fortunately, this villa has wooden stairs in addition to the elevator.

The head of the Zhou family, who previously could walk quickly and even run while carrying a bag of rice, is now grinding on the stairs, taking one step at a time, as if thinking about some important event in life...

"Cheng Jianwei?! What's wrong with you?"

A cry of surprise sounded from the stairs on the second floor.

Feng Mian had instant noodles for dinner and was so hungry that he couldn't sleep. Suddenly he smelled the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes and walked out of the room. Unexpectedly, he saw this shocking scene!

Oh my god, why did Cheng Jianwei faint? Still being held in Zhou Ciyan's arms? !

"Weiwei, Weiwei, what's wrong with you? Are you tired from driving the harvester for too long?" Feng Mian ran towards them quickly.

Zhou Ciyan was startled by his sudden appearance, and quickly and smoothly turned around with Cheng Jianwei in his arms, allowing Feng Mian to jump away.

Feng Mian almost grabbed Cheng Jianwei's shoulders and shook him.

Zhou Ciyan protected the girl in his arms, resisting the urge to kick the man in front of him down the stairs, and said expressionlessly: "Why did you run out? Who let you out?"

Feng Mian said angrily: "Zhou Ciyan, you——"

Zhou Ciyan interrupted him, his voice cold and soft, like a cold spring: "Shut up when Wei is sleeping."

"Then why are you holding her? I thought she fainted."

Feng Mian stared at the girl in Zhou Ciyan's arms and made sure that she was really fine. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes instantly turned red as he stared at Zhou Ciyan.

Barrage: [Is this considered the Shura Field of Ci Jian and Wei Mian? 】

[Cheng Jianwei: Zhou Ciyan can’t do it, he can’t donate. 】

[You said that Feng Mian cared about Cheng Jianwei, but he didn't notice that Cheng Jianwei was asleep. You said that he didn't care. He seemed quite worried. 】

[Feng Mian saw Ci Ye holding Cheng Jianwei: the horse-catching level was 10%, Feng Mian thought Cheng Jianwei had fainted: the horse-catching level was %]

"You fainted, but you won't faint even if you see someone." Zhou Ciyan narrowed his eyes and realized that Cheng Jianwei was still sleeping. He stopped pretending, and his innocent and harmless expression turned into a cold look filled with hostility, " Tell me, how long will it take for you to faint if you roll from here?"

Feng Mian subconsciously took half a step back.

Immediately, he froze on the spot, jealous in his heart, and looked at Zhou Ciyan angrily: "Are you kidding, Mr. Zhou? What are you two doing out here if you don't sleep at night?"

He had always been fascinated by that boy Fu Ran, but he didn't even see Zhou Ciyan, his powerful rival!

This man must be coveting Cheng Jianwei's beauty and wants to take her as his own, yet he dares to threaten him!

No, he had to remind Cheng Jianwei that Zhou Ciyan was not someone to be trifled with.

Zhou Ciyan lowered his eyelids and looked down at Feng Mian, as coldly as a statue of a god in a shrine, accepting the offerings and worship of the world.

I really don’t know what Cheng Jianwei liked about being crowned in the past.

If it weren't for the man in front of her, let alone getting married, he and Weiwei might have children.

Zhou Ciyan quietly tightened his hand on Cheng Jianwei's waist and said, "Roasted sweet potatoes, don't you smell it?"

"Roasted sweet potatoes?" Feng Mian shrugged his nose.

"Gulu——" His stomach made a loud noise.

Feng Mian was so hungry that he walked out of the room only after smelling the fragrance. When he heard the words "roasted sweet potato", his mouth almost watered.

However, Cheng Jianwei was still in Zhou Ciyan's hands, so he couldn't just watch her...

Hey, why did his legs move away on their own?

Feng Mian's body was already following the scent. He gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "I'm going to give Zhou Ciyan a favor today. It's important that he eat the sweet potatoes first!"

And something was strange. He and Zhou Ciyan talked so much, and their voices were not quiet, but Cheng Jianwei never woke up.

Then there is only one truth. She might be pretending to sleep, letting Zhou Ciyan hug her on purpose, just to make herself jealous.

"Very good," Feng Mian reacted, thinking he had seen through everything, and said coldly to Cheng Jianwei, "Cheng Jianwei, your goal has been achieved, you have successfully attracted my attention."

After saying that, he turned around and went straight to the observation deck that smelled like sweet potatoes.

Barrage: [No, is Feng Mian sick? He doesn't think Cheng Jianwei is pretending to sleep, does he? 】

[Feng Mian: Zhou Ciyan, I will fight with you! Forget it, I’ll fight next time. I’ll eat the roasted sweet potatoes first. 】

[I actually think it’s reasonable for Feng Mian to do such a thing, after all, he even steals grandpa’s food. 】

[I was wrong, I shouldn’t have said that Ciye was sick when he hid the sweet potatoes from the camera just now, because Feng Mian really stole the sweet potatoes he had. 】

After Zhou Ciyan heard Feng Mian's words, he fell into deep thought without moving.

Is it...

Does his little moon like this?

Then does he have to say something like "Woman, you light the fire, you are responsible for putting it out"?

Zhou Ciyan recalled what happened six years ago.

It seems that he should not have pretended to be a female netizen and taught Cheng Jianwei three months of math problems.

Instead, he should suddenly appear in front of her, smile evilly, and say to her: Woman, you successfully attracted my attention.