C15 Good Sleep

"Don't you have a servant? Do you need me? " Ye Qingqing looked at Jiang Yunting and said. She did not know what he was doing. He had a servant that he did not use, yet he wanted her to bathe in it.

"What you're living on is mine, and what you're eating is mine as well. I let you brew a cup of coffee, do you have any objections?" Even though Jiang Yunting's words were vulgar, every word he said was reasonable. It wasn't too much to brew a cup of coffee.

Ye Qingqing felt that she was in the wrong and did not say anything else. She lowered her face and walked downstairs to get some coffee. The moment she left, Jiang Yunting had already calmed down. His face was expressionless as he walked upstairs to his study.

Opening the safe, Jiang Yunting took out a box wrapped in a red brocade cloth and placed it on the table in the study. He went back to his room to take a bath and sober up.

When Ye Qingqing finished brewing the coffee, she went to Jiang Yunting's study. When she found that there was no one in the study, she placed the cup on the table. On the table, there was a red embroidered cloth wrapped around it like a gift box.

Ye Qingqing wondered, should she open it and take a look? But it's impolite to open other people's things, not to open them. But he's not here right now, so I think he should be fine ….

Actually, it wasn't that Ye Qingqing didn't have any manners, but the patterns embroidered on the red silk cloth were especially unique. It was very similar to the patterns on a book that Ye Qingqing had read in university. Ye Qingqing was not interested in anything else, but once she saw something that looked quaint, especially embroidery, she could not resist it at all.

Finally, Ye Qingqing reached out her small hand and carefully opened the gift box. When she saw the beautiful object in front of her, her eyes lit up. She uncontrollably picked up the ink stone and gently caressed it with her hand.

She was also a knowledgeable person. She knew that only the world-famous Ink Ink Daylily would have such a quality and excellent workmanship. She didn't expect that Jiang Yunting would have such good taste.

She did not expect that she, Ye Qingqing, would have the chance to see this legendary ink stone. It was even more exciting than the red silk cloth!

Ye Qingshui's eyes were all attracted. He looked at Mo Yan and was glad that he had opened it just now. He was really thankful for his curiosity.

Perhaps she was too focused that she didn't even hear him enter the study room after he had showered.

Jiang Yunting walked up to her and patted Ye Qing's shoulder. Ye Qingqing was so shocked that she let out an "Ah!" and subconsciously let go of her hand. The priceless Ink Ink Ink Burst had been smashed into pieces in front of the two of them.

Ye Qingqing covered her mouth with her hands as she looked at the shattered ink stone and then at Jiang Yunting's face. Feeling a little embarrassed, she said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

It wasn't intentional, this was the best way, this was exactly the way I wanted it. Jiang Yunting was secretly laughing in his heart. However, the expression on his face was also gloomy. Although Mo Yan was a precious treasure to Jiang Yunting, with his abilities, if he wanted to do something, he would only need to open his mouth and the line would probably fill H City.

"Hmph, sorry? "The item has become what it is now. Do you really think that a woman who was sold by her father could compare to this priceless Ink Daylily if she said she was sorry?" Jiang Yunting's words were exceptionally cold. If there was anyone else present, they would definitely feel chilled to the core.

However, Ye Qingqing was still fine. Other than feeling a little afraid, could this even be called immunity?

"Don't look at me like that. I'll compensate you, I'll compensate you. This is fine, right?" Ye Qingqing couldn't stand Jiang Yunting's fierce gaze. She felt a chill in her heart as she looked at him.

"Dammit, Ye Qingqing, do you know what you are? What are you going to compensate me with? How are we going to compensate! " Jiang Yunting could not help but raise his voice. Ye Qing's words made him want to laugh.

This was the first time in his life that he had met someone who made a mistake, and yet he was still so confident.

Ye Qingqing had initially been a little scared, but Jiang Yunting had kept reminding her of Ye Zhengde's situation, so she was unable to keep her calm. After holding it in for two minutes, she could only shout at him with a flushed face, "What are you trying to do?"

Upon hearing these words, the corners of Jiang Yunting's mouth curled up imperceptibly, and he immediately retracted his gaze.

"You should be able to tell that I don't lack anything, so stop thinking about taking anything to mortgage on." After Jiang Yunting finished speaking, he looked carefully at the woman whose face was flushed red with anger. He lowered his head and said to Ye Qingqing, "How about this? Tomorrow morning, you will follow me to the Civil Affairs Bureau and register as Madame Jiang."

"No!" Ye Qingqing immediately objected, "Other than this, consider it my request. Other than this condition, everything else is fine."

Jiang Yunting snorted disdainfully as he pulled Ye Qing's arm and pulled her into his embrace, tightly restricting her freedom.

"Let go of me, you pervert!" Ye Qingqing seemed to have thought of something and struggled continuously. She wanted to leave, but to no avail.

Her warm breath was on Ye Qing's neck, and something hot seemed to be caressing her sensitive areas behind her ears. Satan was right behind her, speaking suffocating words.

"You've already slept, why are you still acting so reserved?" Jiang Yunting bit Ye Qing's neck hard until the tip of his tongue tasted a sliver of rust. Only then did he relax and said, "Don't worry. I'm not interested in women that I've used once."

As soon as Ye Qingqing was released, she immediately approached the door, though for some reason, the more she tried to escape, the more confused she became. Before she could make it in time, she tripped over herself and fell to the ground.

Subconsciously, he wanted to stop Ye Qingqing, but when he thought of his goal, Jiang Yunting retracted his foot and said coldly, "From tomorrow onwards, you will be my close nanny. As long as I need you, you can't have any other opinions."

Holding back her sobs, Ye Qingqing trembled as she propped herself up from the ground. Her eyes were unfocused as she asked, "When is it going to end like this?"

Don't even think about repaying me in this life!

Jiang Yunting silently swallowed his words. Without even looking at Ye Qingqing, he walked out. As he passed by her, he said, "Until I get tired of your face."

Tired of her face? Ye Qingqing let out a wry smile. She had clearly not hurt that woman, but why did she have to bear all of this on her behalf?

On the other hand, Jiang Yunting, who had returned to his bedroom, was in an exceptionally good mood. It was easy for him to fall asleep.

Since she had left him, he had often lost sleep, had often been unable to sleep at night, and every time he thought back to the good things of the past, his heart felt like it was dripping blood. The night was so cold that no heating could dissipate it. He curled up in the big room, where no one cared.

It had been three years, and this was the first good night's sleep that Jiang Yunting had had.

Last night, Jiang Yunting slept very well. Only when Ye Qingqing pulled open the curtains and the afternoon sun shone into his room did he open his sleepy eyes, like a child on a bed. His voice sounded lazy and roguish, "What are you doing up so early? Let me sleep a bit more."

Ye Qingqing looked at him. So he also had another side to him. It would be great if he could continue sleeping like this. Just what kind of person was he, just how important was that person to him, just how deep she had hurt him to become like this, all of this had been added onto her body in a strange way.

"It's already noon, are you still not going to get up?"

Jiang Yunting slowly sat up and looked outside the window before asking her, "Is it noon already?" It's been a long time since I've had such a good sleep. " After saying that, she gave a cold laugh as if mocking him. Living so tiredly, without her, one would even have the luxury of a good night's sleep.

Jiang Yunting was also a very rich and handsome man, his cold exterior still could not cover up his opposite sex. It was likely that any girl would be enchanted by him just by looking at him, his features were delicate to the point that there was not a single flaw. His nose was tall and straight, and when looking into his eyes, it seemed like he had been electrocuted.

Jiang Yunting felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze. "Why? Do you want to watch me change my clothes?"

Ye Qingqing was stunned by his question, like a child caught doing something bad, stuttering as she explained, "N-no, I'll go out now and prepare breakfast." Staggering out, he couldn't help but wonder as he looked at her foolish appearance. How could she have such an unguarded side in front of him?

Ye Qingqing hurried downstairs and started to make preparations. The good work that she had done had also been messed up by her.

"What happened to me? Ye Qingqing, why are you panicking!" "It's okay, it's okay." She comforted herself.

After washing up, Jiang Yunting slowly walked down to prepare breakfast. "Milk, bread? "What about fried eggs?"

"I don't know what you eat, so I asked the chef. He told me you eat these for breakfast every day."

"Yes, I do, but what about the fried eggs?" Ye Qingqing looked at him suspiciously, "The chef didn't say that you were eating fried eggs. He only said that you were eating these two."

Jiang Yunting deliberately made things difficult for her by saying, "Don't you even know how I live my life?" Ye Qingqing did not know how to retort. The chef had clearly told her that he did not eat eggs for breakfast. Had the chef remembered wrongly, or had she not heard him?

"Sorry, I'm going to fry it right now. "Wait a moment."

She turned around and walked towards the kitchen to start cooking. At this moment, Jiang Yunting was having breakfast. He did not eat fried eggs in the morning, and the chef was right.

She saw that the dining table was empty, only half a cup of milk was left on the plate. It seemed that he had finished his meal and was about to leave. She grumbled angrily, "What am I supposed to do if I don't eat? Don't you know that it's a shame to waste it?"