The water in the faucet flowed through Bian Yan's fingers. She took out a tissue to wipe it clean, then put on makeup for herself, and returned to her seat.

The man opposite smiled shyly, "Miss Bian, I'm glad to know you."

Bian Yan Zhanyan smiled, "So too."

The man's name is Tang Jin, who was introduced to her by Bian Ruyan. She has a pretty appearance and is said to be from the IT industry and has a restrained and shy personality.

It feels pretty good to Bian Yan.

He doesn't have the sharpness of Jiang Shimo, but he feels more comfortable to get along with.

It has been more than half a year since Bian Yan decided to give up Jiang Shimo during this blind date. No matter how much Jiang Shimo contacted her, she would turn a blind eye.

Just one weekend after she and Jiang Shimo confessed that they were rejected, Mrs. Jiang Shimo's grandmother, Wang Qiu, appeared in the house rented by Bian Yan.

Bian Yan was surprised by her visit and politely invited her into the house.

Wang Qiu has exquisite makeup and noble appearance, which is incompatible with her cottage.

As soon as she entered the house, she looked around at Bian Yan's residence. Her smile-like expression made Bian Yan feel uncomfortable all over.

Bian Yan had already started to think about Wang Qiu's intentions. Could it be that she mistakenly thought that she and Jiang Shimo were together and came to raise an army to ask for punishment?

Later, I imagined the classic plots in idol dramas, such as giving her a check and asking her to leave Jiang Shimo.

She even thought about how to answer, but Wang Qiu sat down in the living room, "Bian Yan, sit."

The gentle attitude made Monk Bian Yan Zhanger even confused.

Wang Qiu first asked Bian Yan about the current situation before getting to the point: "I have no other intentions when I come today. Shi Mo is 33, and we also hope he can find a partner as soon as possible."

When Bian Yan heard this, she thought, could she have been wrong? Wang Qiu might just want her to help persuade Jiang Shimo.

Before Bian Yan could answer, Wang Qiu seemed to be careless and said: "Bian Yan, do you really think you deserve Shi Mo?"

Bian Yan's smile froze on her face.

This made her feel more uncomfortable than dumping her checks.

She finally knew what Wang Qiu was coming, just to make her realize the reality - the gap between her and Jiang Shimo.

Wang Qiu still smiled appropriately, "You really look like your mother, and you look like you."

How could Bian Yan not hear the mockery in her words? Mocking her just a vase.

She naturally inherited Bian Ruyan's pride and fought back without hesitation: "You don't have to worry about your hard work, I still dislike him for being old."

Wang Qiu was not angry either and smiled, "It seems that I am too worried."

-

Jiang Shimo has been a little irritable recently.

He would always recall the night Bian Yan confessed to him from time to time.

At that time, he blurted out and rejected her, always feeling that she was still the little girl in his memory, and he had to look directly at the eight-year-old age difference between them.

However, since Bian Yan confessed to him last time, he has not paid much attention to him and has even turned a blind eye to his concern.

When she lost contact with him again, he began to vaguely sense the changes in his feelings for her.

It seems to have changed at some point in time.

In the end, he had to admit that at the moment he met her again, his feelings for her had long exceeded the friendship between brother and sister.

Otherwise, why do you do things impulsively?

But since that night, Bian Yan was not cold to him, which made him feel upset.

Xia Zeyan probably also noticed his abnormality in the past six months and asked him out for a meal together.

The two of them walked towards the spiral stairs under the waiter's guidance. Halfway through, Jiang Shimo saw a familiar figure in the first floor booth with sharp eyes.

He stopped.

Bian Yan turned her back to him, and he couldn't see her expression clearly.

But he could see clearly the boy opposite Bian Yan and the love in his eyes.

With their attitude, it is not difficult to guess that they are on a blind date or on a date.

He clenched his handrail and pursed his lips tightly.

Xia Zeyan patted his shoulder behind his back, "Stop looking, go."

Xia Zeyan is one of Jiang Shimo's few friends who can talk to him. The two have a natural tacit understanding and do not need Jiang Shimo to tell him too much. Xia Zeyan can also roughly guess that he was trapped by love.

Silence is the best companionship, and they didn’t talk during this period. After a few glasses of wine, Jiang Shimo asked Xia Zeyan: “What is the state of liking someone?”

Xia Zeyan thought carefully about his words, "When you worry about gains and losses, you will not stop missing you."

A few words perfectly summarize Jiang Shimo's current state.

Xia Zeyan was peeling the shrimp shells and smiled for no reason, "If you like it, you have to take the initiative, otherwise you will only regret it."

As he hit the nail on the head, Jiang Shimo got up and picked up his coat, "Thank you, I'll leave first."

"Wait, I'll ask the driver to send you."

-

Tang Jin sent Bian Yan home. He talked very little and was easily nervous. He always dared not look at Bian Yan. If he looked at him, his face would be red.

He sent her to the apartment gate, "Then, I...I'll go back first."

"Okay, be careful, let me know."

"Well, then...bye," he felt a little reluctant, and finally seemed to have a courage. "Miss Bian, will we meet again?"

Bian Yan had a pretty good impression of Tang Jin. He smiled slightly, "I'll see you again if you're destined to be."

"Okay," although it was an ambiguous answer, it also made Tang Jin happy, "Then, Miss Bian, I'll leave first."

Bian Yan watched him get into the taxi before walking towards the direction where the apartment was.

Downstairs of her apartment, there was a familiar black Hummer parked, but she just glanced at it and didn't take it to heart.

This car is quite common and does not necessarily belong to Jiang Shimo.

However, just as she turned around and was about to go upstairs, the double flashing light of the black Hummer lit up, and she couldn't be more familiar with the person walking down the driver's seat.

He walked slowly towards her with anger, and Bian Yan's first reaction was to run away!

But how could she be able to compare with a man's long legs? He had stopped his wrists before he had walked a few steps.

"What are you doing!"

Jiang Shimo forced her to turn around and look at him. The man looked scarlet and became even more angry because of her resistance. He paused, "He, who is he?"

Bian Yan stopped thinking, and only realized after a few seconds that he was asking Tang Jin.

She told the truth: "My mother introduced me to the blind date."

Helplessly, the two words "blind date" completely stimulated the man, "open the door."

Jiang Shimo has always been gentle to her, and when she is angry, she also has a stern face and has never said a harsh word to her.

She was afraid of him from the bottom of her heart, and obediently took out the magnetic card and opened the glass door.

Jiang Shimo then let go of her and followed her into the door.

Realizing his impulse just now, he softly said, "Does it hurt?"

"where?"

Seeing Jiang Shimo's gaze falling on her wrist, she shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."

The elevator soon arrived at the first floor, and the two took the elevator to the floor where Bian Yan was.

Bian Yan could feel his still turbulent anger, but she didn't know where she did something wrong.

Jiang Shimo calmed down his breath slightly, "Are you with him?"

Are you talking about Tang Jin again? "No, we met for the first time today."

He continued to ask, "I like his type of boy?"

Bian Yan couldn't figure out his intentions, "It's okay, it's quite easy to get along with."

"Ha." Jiang Shimo sneered.

He was too abnormal tonight and when he entered his apartment with him, Bian Yan couldn't help asking him: "What's wrong with you today?"

Jiang Shimo lowered his eyes and faced her, "Yan Yan, I regret it."

Bian Yan: "?"

He stepped forward, "If I said, I want to be with you, would you agree?"

Bian Yan opened her eyes wide, stunned, and smelled the smell of wine on him, "Are you drunk?"

"No."

He looked as usual, and he really didn't look drunk.
To be continued...