Fatal temptation

"what!!!"

"Yiran? What's wrong?"

Cheng Simu was taken aback, she was fine just now, why did something happen when she was distracted for a while?

He jumped up from the sofa and walked quickly to the kitchen, with an eagerness that he didn't realize.

Jiang Yiran just accidentally cut his index finger with a knife, and blood was bubbling from his fingertip at this moment.

"Why so careless?" Cheng Simu grabbed his finger and sucked it in his mouth without thinking.

Jiang Yiran was stunned, and said dully: "It's nothing serious, I was distracted for a while."

Cheng Simu gave him a disapproving look, meaning that this can also lead to distraction?

"Go, go out and eat."

"It's not necessary. I have prepared and washed all the ingredients. It's a pity not to break it. Go out, it will be fine soon."

"Okay, that's what Great Painter Jiang says."

Cheng Simu went out after helping people bandage up, but this time he was careful and started to pay attention to the movement in the kitchen all the time.

However, since Jiang Yiran's back was facing him, he didn't see him take out the fishy-smelling paper to have a look, and then throw it into a trash can in a ball.

In fact, there was only one sentence written on that piece of paper, which was written with a brush, in very delicate Chinese characters with hairpin flowers, "I know your secret."

Jiang Yiran lost his composure.

Ever since returning to China, or starting to do that thing, Jiang Yiran has always been on tenterhooks, for fear that things will come to light.

What happened recently made him feel like "the rain is about to come".

It wasn't until the note in the fish maw just now that he was finally sure. It turned out that he had been living under the surveillance of others during this period of time.

That person knows what he is doing now and what he will do in the future, and then reminds himself in due course not to forget the blood on his hands.

In fact, he should have thought of it as early as when the oil painting appeared.

So what now?what will he do

Make the secret public?Or play with them one by one, and finally kill them?

Sun Yaohu is the first, but he will never be the last...

Jiang Yiran finished all the food absent-mindedly like this, and when he brought it out, Cheng Simu, who had seen the wind and waves, couldn't help being shocked.

Eight dishes and one soup are all very ordinary home-cooked dishes, but the presentation is very good, comparable to some five-star hotels.

What's even more amazing is that, on the side of a plate of vegetarian fried vegetables, there is actually a small rose carved out of radish, with water droplets remaining on it, which can be mistaken for real.

"..." Cheng Simu was stunned for a long time before saying, "It's just the two of you, what should you do if you can't finish eating after doing so much?"

"Thinking that Amu is a distinguished guest, I can't be negligent, and I will do too much before I know it."

"……Thanks for your hard work."

Cheng Simu didn't know what to say, so Second Young Master Cheng, who was always served carefully, took the initiative to serve two bowls of rice, and even dragged him to sit down.

"You look very bad, did you get tired just now?" Cheng Simu didn't forget that the person in front of him was just recovering from a serious illness. He stood for so long and was bleeding just now. Could there be any discomfort?

Jiang Yiran smiled, "How can a big man be so delicate? But it's true that he didn't sleep well yesterday, maybe that's the reason."

"Yeah." Cheng Simu nodded, agreeing with his statement, "Then eat quickly, and rest quickly after eating."

"..." Jiang Yiran didn't have much appetite, he looked at Cheng Simu who was drinking his soup with his head down, and was hesitating whether to tell him what happened just now.

But opening and closing the mouth, in the end is choosing to remain silent.

The two of them finished the meal in a strange atmosphere, during which they didn't exchange a word.