The poor little boy was targeted by the reborn paranoid CEO

Ye Qingyan's pupils widened, as if she couldn't believe that the person in front of her knew her secret, even her sister had never told her.

Unless, he received the letter.

"I received a letter a long time ago that said something like this."

I hope to meet an angel to save me and pull me out of the quagmire. The world is too difficult and bitter, and I really want to leave.

But I can't do this. If I leave, my sister will be alone and she will be sad.

So, the soft-hearted God, can you come and save this poor little Yanyan?

Ye Qingyan's heart was pounding, not because of the person in front of him, but because the letter that had been sealed for many years was read out again.

She had prayed countless times to meet a soft-hearted God, but nothing happened.

There is only endless darkness and the bitterness of life.

Jiang Yanjing stood up, bent down slightly, and stretched out one hand towards Ye Qingyan.

"Miss Ye, please sign for your soft-hearted god."

Ye Qingyan could clearly hear her irregular heartbeat, as if it would jump out the next moment.

This time it was because of the person in front of me. The wish I made when I was young seemed to come true. It was an intense mood, and it had nothing to do with love.

Ye Qingyan stretched out his right hand and shook Jiang Yanjing's hand, folding his two hands together.

After a long time, Ye Qingyan took back his hand, with a bit of strange emotion in his eyes.

"Thank you, but I don't need it now. It's too late. But I still thank you very much. I'm very happy."

Even if my childhood dream comes true, it's already too late.

At that time, she was in dire straits and longed for someone to rescue the two sisters.

No, nothing. Everything is possible thanks to their support and encouragement.

When I was a child, I had a childish heart, longing for the characters in the fairy tale world to appear, and longing for myself to meet a prince.

Later, I realized that I was not a princess and could not meet a prince. Then I experienced the blow of reality, leaving only a broken heart.

She is an adult now and does not need the prince's protection.

Jiang Yanjing noticed the unhappiness of the person in front of him and wanted to reach out to rub her head, but then withdrew his hand.

Whispered: "Sorry, it's my fault."

Ye Qing smiled at him, "You're not wrong, it's my problem. Things were impossible to achieve in the first place. I was too young and ignorant at that time, so I'm sorry for the trouble it caused you."

"It's not your fault, I came too late."

Jiang Yanjing's eyes darkened slightly. He had never received a letter. She had said this herself in the previous life.

He searched the address she gave her, but found no trace.

Perhaps, the letter was lost along the way and was not sent.

That's why he used such words in this life. He didn't want her to regret her childhood.

She once said: "If I met a soft-hearted God, wouldn't I and my sister have to live so hard, and I wouldn't have met you."

Yes, Yan Yan hated him very much at that time, he was the one who ruined everything.

If only he could go back in time and go back to her childhood, but unfortunately, he couldn't change it.

"No, you are already very good, but the letter was indeed too long ago. I thought it was not sent, but I didn't expect you received it. I am really happy, thank you."

Jiang Yanjing felt a stinging pain in his heart. How could he not see that the person in front of him was trying to show off his strength?

No, maybe she's used to it, used to not trusting anyone, used to thinking that she won't encounter good things or people.

Ye Qingyan pinched the quilt and said softly: "I said bad things to you last time, and I apologize to you here."

"You don't have to apologize. It's my fault. I followed you without authorization. I apologize to you here."

Ye Qingyan's eyes were slightly mountainous, and he naturally understood the meaning of this sentence.

He was following her, which explained why he could arrive as soon as possible when she was in danger.

"I don't blame you. If you hadn't done this, maybe something would have happened to me..."

Jiang Yanjing's eyes instantly turned cold, interrupting Ye Qingyan's words.

"Don't say that. You will be fine and you will get everything you want."

Ye Qingyan couldn't help laughing, "Are you a fortune teller? Last time I met a fortune teller who said that I was destined to be rich and noble, but unfortunately I can't even see the shadow of money now."

Jiang Yanjing immediately kept a straight face, "I'm not a fortune teller, I'm Jiang Yuxing."

"Jiang Yuxing?" Ye Qingyan frowned, as if he had heard this name somewhere.

She asked doubtfully: "Have we met before? I feel that this name is somewhat familiar."

Jiang Yanjing lowered his eyes and said, "No, it was the first time we met in the hospital."

"Okay, I always feel like I've heard it somewhere, but I can't remember."

Ye Qingyan looked slightly serious, "By the way, aren't you afraid?"

"what?"

"Did I look like a madman when I stabbed people with a knife before?"

Ye Qingyan spoke calmly, but the clenched hands under the quilt revealed her inner thoughts.

"No, this is self-protection. The most important thing is your own safety."

Ye Qingyan leaned on the pillow and looked at the white ceiling.

"I really looked like a lunatic at that time. My sister also said that I was sick. It seems that I was indeed sick, maybe even mentally ill."

Jiang Yanjing saw sadness in Ye Qingyan's eyes, and he reached out and patted her shoulder gently.

"That's not the case. Those two people were involved in child trafficking and are fugitives. You are doing this to eliminate harm for the people."

Ye Qingyan's eyes flashed with shock, "They are actually fugitives! No wonder I felt something was wrong with Aunt Liu before. I didn't expect that she had done so many bad things."

"Well, so you don't have to blame yourself. Maybe there will be a police station to send you a banner later."

Ye Qingyan's eyes flashed slightly, as if she was a little happy. What's going on?

She actually caught the fugitive. She remembered that she seemed to have stabbed the man several times.

I don’t know if I’m dead or not?

If you kill a fugitive, will you go to jail?

Ye Qingyan looked at Jiang Yanjing, "By the way, is that man dead? Will I go in?"

"No, he's not dead, and you won't go in."

Ye Qingyan blinked, always feeling that his words had a deeper meaning, but she couldn't think of a deeper answer.

"Thank you." Ye Qingyan thanked him again.

"No need to say thank you to me."

Ye Qingyan's fingertips trembled slightly, "Why are you so nice to me? Do you think you feel sorry for me?"

Jiang Yanjing looked at Ye Qingyan with burning eyes and said seriously: "It's not that you feel pity, but that you deserve better."

Ye Qingyan smiled silently, did she deserve better?

Not really. Ever since I was a child, except for the kindness given by my sister and a few people around me, I have never felt true love.

My sister was right when she said something before. She is like a dog that lacks love. She will follow whoever throws a bone to her.