I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

When he looked away, he saw a hint of red in her eyes.

"Ding Dong"

Wen Wan's phone on the table rang, and they both looked at the lit phone screen at the same time.

A new message appeared on the screen.

"Su Yan: Congratulations to you for winning the award, Sister..."

The look in Jiang Si's eyes darkened.

This evening, they were followed as soon as they came out of the Shuiyin headquarters. After dealing with the person, they went straight back to Zhaoshan Academy.

I guess it was because those people disrupted Wen Wan's plan.

Judging from her appearance, this award must be very important to her.

Jiang Si picked up the water cup, tilted his head back and took a sip. The aroma of peach with a hint of bitterness burned his tongue.

Seeing Jiang Si frowned, Wen Wan raised the corner of his mouth and tilted the water cup in his hand.

"Ding"

The two cups collided, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Shouldn't you congratulate me?" Wen Wan's head tilted with the water cup.

Jiang Si opened his lips lightly, "Congratulations."

Regardless of whether Jiang Si was sincere or not, Wen Wan still thanked him.

Putting down the water cup, Wen Wan imitated Jiang Si's behavior and looked up at the crescent moon in the sky. "The moon is so beautiful tonight."

There was no response, and the person next to him was silent, as if he didn't exist. Wen Wan had long been accustomed to it.

"Who are those people tonight?" Wen Wan asked.

Jiang Si turned his head slightly to look at the person next to him. A breeze blew through the strands of hair on Wen Wan's forehead, and a faint scent of peach seemed to flow through the tip of his nose.

Just as he was watching intently, a pair of amber-colored glass eyes caught his focused gaze. He did not dodge, and the generous gaze was aggressive.

Wen Wan's question this time received a response from Jiang Si for the first time, "You don't know?"

Although it was a rhetorical question, it made Wen Nuan's mouth curl up.

"Do I know?" Her voice was filled with a hint of laughter.

Jiang Si did not answer, but stared at her beautiful eyes and eyebrows.

He was a little confused about the woman in front of him. She looked bright, casual and natural, but she was more vigilant than anyone else.

She knew his identity from the beginning, otherwise she wouldn't have kept him around.

As for her purpose...

"Okay, I know." Wen Wan didn't intend to hide it anymore, "So now that your injury has healed, you should go back to Wangshan."

Jiang Si didn't answer, so Wen Wan continued, "I know Ah Si is rich. I can't bear it if you want to leave, but Ah Si, don't forget, I saved your life."

This time Jiang Si did not choose to remain silent. He asked the doubts that had been lingering in his mind for so long.

"You saved me, what do you want from me? Wangshan?"

"I've said I like beautiful things. Isn't it a coincidence that you just meet my aesthetic standards?" Wen Wan leaned sideways and touched Jiang Si's handsome face with her fingers. Jiang Si did not refuse and let her touch him.

"Although we signed a contract and you are mine now, I am greedy and afraid that you will run away. Besides being your person, I also want this part of you."

Wen Wan's cold little hand stroked Jiang Si's cheek, and moved all the way down. Her hand stopped at his heart and poked it hard through the thin T-shirt.

Jiang Si grabbed Wen Wan's cold little hand and pulled it towards him.

Wen Wan crashed into the hard and warm embrace, and her arms wrapped around the man's neck. She raised her head, and he lowered his eyes, and their eyes met.

This was the first time the two of them were so close, so close that they could see their own reflections in each other's eyes.

"You don't lack men." Jiang Si's voice was low and magnetic, with a rogue smile on his lips, but he was distant and defensive.

Wen Wan raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Jiang Si to say such a thing.

She grinned, "But I'm short of a beautiful man like you. Just think of me as a collector."

Others collect calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, but she collects handsome men, and there seems to be no conflict.

The warm aroma of peaches wafted from Wen Wan's mouth to Jiang Si's nose. The tiny hairs on Jiang Si's face stood up instantly. The woman in front of him was confusing him.