The male protagonist insists on the villain HE[Transmigration Book]

Tea was poured into the teacup, and the hot air surged, making Cheng Yi's elegant face look more gentle, like a kind-hearted patriarch.

Cheng Yichuan sat down across from him, and Cheng Yi pushed a plate of shrimp towards him, and chatted about some trivial things.

"The shrimp here is very good, you can try it."

Cheng Yichuan nodded, without moving his chopsticks, took a sip from the teacup, with a cautious attitude and wanted to get closer, and quietly looked up at him at the drinking water stall.

Unexpectedly, meeting Cheng Yi's gaze, Cheng Yichuan was like a frightened cat, its outstretched paw retracted again.

Cheng Yi had been observing him, so naturally he didn't miss his eyes, and smiled inwardly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"What's the matter, I haven't seen my uncle for a few days, so I don't know him anymore?"

Cheng Yichuan pursed his lips lightly and shook his head slowly.

Cheng Yi is used to him being taciturn. He has seen this nephew since he was a child, and he knows the other party's temperament very well. When his parents were still there, he didn't talk much at school. up.

I don't know if it's because I don't want to talk, or if I'm really not good at words.

Cheng Yi was like an uncle who was worried about his nephew's life away. He greeted Cheng Yichuan and said a lot, but Cheng Yi suddenly sighed.

"It would be nice if the eldest brother was still here."

His gentle gaze rested on Cheng Yichuan, and his words were filled with pity and distress.

"If the eldest brother is still there, it won't make you have to live in someone else's house. You're still in Jiang's house..."

When mentioning the Jiang family, Cheng Yi stopped talking suddenly, coughed a few times under Cheng Yichuan's puzzled eyes, and then talked about other things.

Cheng Yichuan interrupted him anxiously, "What happened to the Jiang family?!"

The gentle expression on Cheng Yi's face was no longer there, and his brows were tightly frowned, "You are still young, there are some things you don't need to know—"

"I'm not young, uncle, I don't want to live like a fool."

"But you are now... Xiao Chuan, you are too anxious."

The expression on Cheng Yichuan's face froze for a moment, then he lowered his head and stared at the jade-white shrimp in the bowl. After a while, he said, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I was really in a hurry."

Cheng Yi raised his hand to touch his head, but was dodged, he paused, and withdrew his hand as if he had never done anything, thinking that Cheng Yichuan was still angry, so he refused him.

"Xiao Chuan, don't worry, there is still an uncle standing up to him, you just need to protect yourself."

"I'm getting old too, every time I see photos of your parents, I can't sleep all night... I want you to grow up by my side."

Hearing his words, Cheng Yichuan showed sadness. Cheng Yi saw it in his eyes, and he sighed, "It's a pity, Jiang Fan is so powerful that uncle can't beat him, so I can only wrong you."

Cheng Yichuan lowered his head, seemingly immersed in grief and indignation, but the hand under the table pushed back the kitten poking its head out of the schoolbag.

The kitten may also have sensed that the atmosphere was not right, but rubbed his finger nostalgicly, then shrank back.

"I heard that you recently raised a cat?" Cheng Yi asked abruptly.

Cheng Yichuan quietly withdrew his hand and responded.

Cheng Yi smiled and asked him: "What does it look like, did you bring it with you?"

"A little white cat, I just look at it poorly and feed it occasionally, I dare not bring it back to Jiang's house." Cheng Yichuan said.

Cheng Yi: "I really like cats. Next time, let uncle bring them back. It just so happens that Xiaorui also likes cats."

Following his words, Cheng Yichuan looked at the girl sitting next to Cheng Yi for the first time since entering the private room.

Yuan Rui was watched by two people, to be precise, she saw Cheng Yichuan, a blush like rouge appeared on her face, and she didn't know what she thought of, she raised her head and smiled cheerfully at Cheng Yichuan.

Seeing her like this, Cheng Yi patted her legs and teased, "Xiao Rui, didn't you insist on following me when you heard that I was going to see Xiao Chuan? Why don't you talk now?"

"You two haven't seen each other for a long time, have you had such a good relationship when you were young, do you still remember?"

Yuan Rui shyly rubbed her fingers, feeling the male protagonist's gaze cast on her, her heart was beating with excitement.

She lowered her head, immersed in her little thoughts, and didn't see Cheng Yichuan's eyes that gradually turned cold.

This picture fell into Cheng Yi's eyes, and he smiled knowingly, "Oh, I won't be here to hinder you, you young people have more talk, I'll go out for a while."

Yuan Rui blushed because of his teasing, "Uncle!"

Cheng Yi laughed and got up and went out.

Cheng Yichuan peeled the shrimp in the bowl and put it aside, ignored Yuan Rui, picked up other dishes and ate slowly.

Yuan Rui came here just to establish a good relationship with him, and of course she won't let this strange and quiet atmosphere continue.

So she spoke first: "Cheng... Yichuan, how are you doing here?"

Cheng Yichuan's attitude was indifferent: "It's okay."

Yuan Rui seemed to taste something else from his calm and breezy attitude, and said angrily: "Yi Chuan, you don't have to make such compromises. There is no Jiang family here, so don't be afraid!"

Cheng Yichuan was peeling shrimp shells. Hearing this, he stopped what he was doing, looked at Yuan Rui, and suddenly asked, "When did you and Cheng Yi get along so well."

Yuan Rui was startled, met his penetrating gaze, touched the teacup in a panic, then accidentally knocked the teacup over, and the hot tea splashed on her skirt.

"Ah—it hurts!"

Cheng Yichuan watched coldly as she frantically wiped the burnt area with the paper.

Yuan Rui bit her lip and looked at him pitifully, trying to see a little pity on his face.

But no, no matter how carefully she looked, she didn't find any expression on Cheng Yichuan's face other than indifference.

How could this happen? Didn't it mean that the hero and Yuan Rui have known each other since they were young, and they are still childhood sweethearts?

The green plums are almost cooked, why does the bamboo horse not even move its eyelids.

Yuan Rui wondered if she remembered it wrong, and the error in expectations made her feel ashamed, "Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."

Before the words fell, people had already ran out.

Cheng Yichuan dropped the half-peeled shrimp in his hand, his expression suddenly became horrific, he knew Yuan Rui was sick, before there were only two personalities, why now there is another one.

The last time we met was during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Cheng Yi had no reason to do what he did to Yuan Rui in the past few months, this person who pretended to be cheerful and harbored evil intentions seemed strange no matter how he looked at it.

I thought it was just a perfunctory treatment for Cheng Yi, but Yuan Rui had another problem.

Cheng Yichuan was in a bad mood. He had almost forgotten about these worries when he was around Jiang Ye recently. Whenever he met him, he began to miss Jiang Ye.

I don't know what Jiang Ye was doing with his brother, leaving him here alone, Cheng Yichuan thought about it, feeling a little resentful in his heart.

Jiang Ye didn't know that he had only been separated for less than two hours, and he began to think about himself, but he walked halfway and suddenly sneezed a few times.

"Does anyone want to invite me to dinner?"

Zhuo Yuan: "Let me ask you to do it, heh, a man of pretension."

Jiang Ye: "..."