Chapter 5

The meal was finished in silence, and the ceiling fan was buzzing overhead.

Tang Jingyun was shocked for a moment. How long has she not eaten at the same table with others? Not counting those dinner parties, it seems that it has been a long time. It has blurred the concept of time for a long time. It seems that she began to live alone in the cold Tang family ancestral home.

Then she remembered, packed up the things one by one and wiped her hands. Then she stretched out her hand to Jiang ye, "Hello, meet me. I'm Tang Jingyun."

Jiang Ye was surprised. He thought she wouldn't say her name because she left him here alone for several days and didn't want to get involved.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Ye."

He held out his hand and shook hands with her. He felt some roughness on her hand and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Tang Jingyun seemed to see his doubts and explained, "I'm laughing. The conditions at home are not very good. I've been used to working since childhood."

"Well," said Jiang ye after a pause, "your temperament is very special. I didn't think you came out of ordinary people."

Tang Jingyun laughed at herself. She really didn't come from ordinary people. Not everyone had no parents as she did. She was raised by her grandmother and grew up like a boy in the street.

"When are you going to leave?" she didn't want to continue the topic. She turned her head and put forward her question concisely. This man's identity is not simple. He has stayed here for too long and will inevitably bring no danger. Although she saved him, she didn't want to hurt Lao Cui.

"I'm not sure. The wound on my body is not light. Vigorous exercise will crack the wound." Jiang ye said faintly.

Tang Jingyun knows that it's not convenient for him to show up for the time being. He wants to find a safe place to recover.

"But you will bring disaster to some people here. Maybe those are nothing in your eyes."

"You saved me. You could have left me beside the road and let me bleed to death."

"I'm not such a cold person. I can't ignore human life."

"No, you can. When I first saw you, I knew you were a cruel woman."

"Mr. Jiang, you are so tasteless!"

"So what? I never said I was ashamed."

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Both of them spoke calmly. If it weren't for the faster and faster speed of speaking and the invisible smoke of gunpowder rubbed out in the words, people couldn't hear that it was a quarrel.

An expressionless man with a straight face said shameless words, and one looked indifferent, picked his lips and spit out his dissatisfaction.

Tang Jingyun pursed her lips. "I see, you are really shameless!"

Jiang Ye didn't move his eyelids, but he was satirized by a girl. He won't lose a piece of meat. It's nothing. Someone seems to forget that in the bustling Kyoto, he is annoyed by being accosted by women at the banquet. He can stare at people and cry with cold eyes. His temper is notoriously strange. When will he quarrel with a woman? Being scolded is just taking out his thick skin and not going back to things.

Perhaps the woman in front of him was calm and not in line with her age, or the pallor on her face, or the fact that he drove the car that night, which quietly made him more interested in her.

Tang Jingyun can see that this man is determined to rely on here today.

After a moment of silence, Jiang ye still explained, "I came to Ming province to do business and offended many people on the road. Compared with that day, you also saw that there were more than one group of people chasing me. Now is the key time. I don't take the lead. If others want to deal with me, they can't start. When all the dust is settled, I'll be safe."

Tang Jingyun sighed and knew that this was the man's biggest concession. She didn't ask about him. It's not a good thing to talk deeply. "Well, but you can't stay here anymore. There are a lot of people going in and out here every day. Why don't you move to me."

Jiang Ye's eyebrows and eyes fluctuated a little. A nice girl wouldn't easily invite a man to move to her house to "live together". Of course, judging from her appearance that night and the familiar appearance when talking with Lao Cui, she really couldn't be called a nice girl. She paused and asked in doubt, "won't your family have any opinions?"

"They are all dead." Tang Jingyun picked her lips and said indifferently.

"Sorry." Jiang Ye apologized. He didn't expect such a scene in the woman's home.

"It's better to die and save the worry of seeing me like this." Tang Jingyun waved her hand. The sadness of those relatives' death has been a long time for her, enough for her to turn the sadness into a faint trace. Even if she returns to this age, her heart is much colder than others.

Jiang Ye wisely kept silent.

Tang Jingyun packed up her things and found an old and broken recliner. As soon as she sat on it, it creaked. She had been here since she was very young. After dusting off the dust, she found a comfortable position to lie down.

She found that when she relaxed, she became very lazy, either sitting or lying.

The lighting of Jiang Ye's room is very good. There are two big windows. Looking out, there are two osmanthus trees in the yard. They are luxuriant and are a good place to enjoy the cool.

Without the tense atmosphere of the two people just now, her eyebrows and eyes were less sharp and more soft under the light. Jiang ye saw the simplicity of her age in her eyebrows, although it was rare.

Jiang Ye is a very silent person. He can often sit quietly for an afternoon. Lu Hongyu, his youngest hair, once said, "brother Jiang can not even fart all afternoon. It's suffocating me!"

Perhaps it is due to his childhood living environment. He is indeed a silent person. This is how the days of self-cultivation come over these days. Only today, looking at the poor woman lying comfortably on the couch with little curiosity, he rarely has the desire to speak.

"Miss Tang, I want to ask you a question. I've been confused for a long time," Jiang ye said in a low voice, with a little doubt in his eyes. "Do you say that people must have ideals in their life?"

Tang Jingyun was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the silent man would take the initiative to provoke the topic. Wen Yan opened her eyes. Her thick eyelashes were like a small golden fan in the sun. Her expression was unpredictable and people couldn't guess her idea.

"I have heard a very interesting saying that if a person has no ideal, he is no different from salted fish."

"Salted fish? Hehe," Jiang Ye couldn't help picking his lips. It's an interesting metaphor. What this man said is really interesting.

"Then you can give up everything for this ideal? Including your own moral bottom line?"

"Who knows, there are always so many crazy people in the world, otherwise there will be so many terrorist organizations and extremism. Of course, more people are just hypocritical. How can I say that people who eat people are always good people who say they are vegetarian. If they stand up and admit that they are villains, I admire them more."

There are many wicked people in this world, but not many can openly admit that they are wicked.

Tang Jingyun couldn't help thinking of a lot of chaos in her previous life. A little emotion flashed on her face. Villain, isn't she in her previous life? But even if she did it again, she would be the villain.

Whoever messes up her life will be responsible. If she is unhappy, it will simply make everyone unhappy. Therefore, she took the power of the Tang family, so that they could only look up to her humbly.

Jiang Ye looked at the look on the woman's face and flashed in his eyes. Then he remembered some things he had experienced and provoked his lips. This time, his task is bound to provoke many people's nerves because it infringed on the interests of interest groups, but so what? Who let these provoke him first!

Thinking of different things, their minds are so similar!

They never spoke again and thought about their own affairs.

Unconsciously, Tang Jingyun's breath became long and obviously fell asleep. His eyes were no longer sharp, and his expression was soft.

It was the first time for Jiang ye to get along so closely with a woman from childhood. He rarely smiled at the corners of his mouth. It seemed that this feeling was also good. After all, this man was not noisy and did not make him feel irritable.

When Tang Jingyun woke up again, it was already an hour later. Recently, the time to sleep at night was always very short. It was easy to get sleepy during the day. He rubbed his forehead and got up from the old lounge chair. A creaking sound woke up Jiang ye, who was taking a nap.

Looking at the hot sun outside, she tidied up the folds on her clothes.

Jiang Ye picked her eyebrows. He had found that although Tang Jingyun's words and deeds were not stick to one pattern and had a bit of Jianghu flavor, she showed good upbringing in all her manners of eating, shaking hands and speaking. There was a taste of upper class. This was also the reason why he thought she was not a child of ordinary people at the beginning.

A light colored T-shirt and a pair of jeans are a very youthful match, but she stubbornly wears a mature temperament.

"Let's go. You're shameful. There must be few people hanging around outside at this point." Tang Jingyun said calmly.

Jiang Ye carefully got out of bed and only cultivated for a few days. The wound on her body hasn't been completely closed yet. She still needs to be careful. She sniffed at the corners of her mouth and smoked a little. She clearly said the truth, but the "shameful" words have a taste of ridicule.

Tang Jingyun looked back at her and provoked her lips, "no doubt, it's satirizing you!"

After that, he turned and left, leaving Jiang ye with a thin figure. Jiang Ye touched his nose. For the first time, it seemed ok to be ridiculed face-to-face.