C13 person on the apex of the heart

Jiang Ruoqing bitterly changed her clothes, tied up her long hair with a rubber band, the person in the mirror was neat and tidy, but there was a trace of melancholy between her brows, her elegant eyebrows knitted together fiercely, and then opened up.

No, marriage was not that easy. She had to slowly dig up some clues about her father, or at least find out who had framed him.

She still believed that her father was innocent.

"You died inside?"

Cheng Yichen who was standing at the door to the washroom took a deep breath and walked out in large strides.

Cheng Yichen was wearing a grey and white woolen sweater, and his hair was neither long nor short. The instant he slightly lowered his head, it covered his left eye, and under the sunlight, he looked extremely dazzling, like a proud son of heaven.

He secretly swallowed his breath. Cheng Yichen was really a man, his skin looked even better than hers. She was really afraid that he would be unable to control himself and give him a pinch.

"Cough cough!"

He concealed the embarrassment in his eyes with a dry cough and sat securely in a chair. His posture was straight and his eyes were staring straight ahead. He looked exactly like a primary school student waiting for his meal.

Cheng Yichen sneaked a peek at her, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, with a hint of frivolity, he scooped a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of her.

"It's time for dinner, Little Qing."

Jiang Ruoqing suddenly raised her head to look at his smiling eyes. Qingqing? What kind of title was this? Were the two too...

Even her closest and dearest person didn't call her baby Qing!

"Cough, cough, cough."

Before Jiang Ruoqing could even finish her sentence, she choked and coughed heavily. She could not help but glare at, "Baby Qing? "How did you say those three words?"

Just by the way he shouted made all the hairs on his body stand on end. Cheng Yichen, how could this god-like man possibly shout those three words without any reservations?

Too tiresome, too musky, too deranged, isn't it?

In comparison to her excitement, Cheng Yichen was much calmer. He sat on the chair opposite her, and his dark eyes were calm as he casually reminded his, "The porridge is about to cool."

Looking at the man eating breakfast calmly, the strange feeling in his heart disappeared without a trace.

The strange interaction seemed to form a barrier, slowly pulling the two strangers in and out.

"Cheng Yichen, you actually know how to make porridge.

Jiang Ruoqing who had forgotten about food raised her thumb in praise. She was rich, handsome, and also capable of cooking. She was indeed a great man of the 21st century, but if his temper was just a little bit better, it would be perfect.

"When people are hungry, everything is fragrant." He slowly reminded her to take the empty bowl and fill it up again. Last night he drank and he knew he didn't eat much, stupid woman, but he enjoyed the admiring little look in her eyes.

"The main reason is that you actually know how to cook. That doesn't make sense." Jiang Ruoqing quietly took the porridge and muttered to herself, "This technique is too godly, she must have a killing technique to pick up a girl."

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Cheng Yichen stared at a certain lady who was happily eating, her deep black eyes carrying a deep meaning.

"I'm done eating." After she drank three bowls of porridge in silence, she took out a tissue to wipe the corner of her mouth. Only then did she notice that he seemed to be sitting across her while watching her eat.

This should be considered one of Cheng Yichen's peculiarities, right?

"Take your medicine in twenty minutes." He lifted his wristwatch and looked at it before speaking seriously.

"My head doesn't hurt so much after eating." Actually, she didn't drink much yesterday either. It was just that she was a bit confused after being touched by the alcohol.

Suddenly, a hand covered her head. She raised her head, looking stunned. Her big clear eyes were filled with puzzlement. What was this fellow doing?

He put his hand on her head and touched it slowly. Why did it feel like he was comforting a dog? It was hard for her not to think about those familiar movements and scenes.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Ruoqing slapped his hand away fiercely.

"You're thinking too much. I'm just looking at that bag left behind after some idiot hit the telephone pole last night."

Is that so? In an instant, she felt as if her face was burning. She was indeed overthinking it!

"Seems like it's going to go away." Cheng Yichen gently patted the wrinkles on his pants, the anger from yesterday was no longer on his face.

"Where are we going?"

"See the parents, then discuss the wedding."

To see the parents! The wedding! Jiang Ruoqing, as if in a dream, married in such a strange manner? Even she herself felt that it was incredible, even her head felt as if it had been filled with a lump of paste.

"Can't you go?" Even she felt that her words didn't hold water. She had already accepted the witness, but now she was afraid?

Sure enough, Cheng Yichen gave her a forceful glare, and said resolutely, "No!"

In the end, Cheng Yichen still won in their eyes, although he was defeated within a few rounds.

As the car drove forward, Jiang Ruoqing boringly leaned her head on the window, her heart was full of worry. The last time she saw Gu Meijiao, she did not have a good impression of him, so she did not know what would happen this time.

The uneasiness in his heart slowly spread. He had a bad premonition as the car continued to move forward.

"Cheng Yichen, should I put on some makeup and change into some nice looking clothes?" Jiang Ruoqing unconfidently lowered her head to look at his clothes.

She was wearing a sports coat and had a pair of sneakers on her face without the slightest bit of makeup on her face. This was her first time meeting him, so she couldn't help but feel worried.

"What did you just call me?" Cheng Yichen ignored her as he embraced her waist, and forcefully pulled her closer. A devilish smile hung on the corners of his mouth, and he completely ignored Zhang Ran who was still driving, as he drew closer to her.

Startled by his movements, she struggled until she couldn't break free, then began to correct herself. "Chen."

"Good boy." Cheng Yichen pecked her on the mouth with eyes that were filled with satisfaction.

Being interrupted by him in such a way, Jiang Ruoqing had completely forgotten what she had just said and wanted to do.

The Cheng Family was a lone house, and there were poplar trees growing straight around the road. There was a small arched bridge on the small path, and water was flowing down slowly.

Just from the outside, one could tell how rich the Cheng Family was. There were crabapple trees growing in the courtyard, and with a breeze, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Jiang Ruoqing stood beside Cheng Yichen somewhat nervously, his small hands couldn't help but hold tightly onto the gift box, "Is there really no problem?"

"With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Cheng Yichen laughed indifferently, held her hand and walked in.

In the main hall, the tea table was filled with a faint steam, it was filled with the fragrance of tea, and the woman kneeling at the table was skillful in using cloth tea, she picked up a cup of tea and handed it over to Gu Meijiao who was seated on the chair, smiling: "Aunty, try it."

Satisfied, Gu Meijiao took the small cup and took a sip, nodding her head, "Not bad."

Xiao Ya's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her face, "If aunty thinks that it's alright, then I'll run over a few more times to make tea for you."

"What's the point of young people staying with me? I should go out more to make friends." Gu Meijiao seemed to have thought of something troublesome and sighed.

"Madam, the Young Master is back." Wang Ma said happily, and then reminded him in a low voice, "Young Master brought back a lady."

Xiao Ya who was preparing the tea suddenly shook his hand upon hearing her words, the boiling hot tea scalded the back of her hand, causing her to let go of the tea cup.

Gu Meijiao indifferently glanced at her, and lost interest in drinking tea in the blink of an eye.

Just then, Cheng Yichen and Jiang Ruoqing had already entered the door and with big steps walked over.

"Mom."

"You still want to come back?" Gu Meijiao said coldly, "You still know this is your home? Do you two brothers and sisters have anything to stop me from worrying about? I won't be able to see you all all the time! "

"Let me introduce her. She is Little Qing, my wife."

Cheng Yichen seemed to be accustomed to her scolding, and his face did not reveal any signs of impatience. However, his words were not a serious introduction, but more like informing Gu Meijiao that Jiang Ruoqing was his wife.

"Wife? Have you received your pass? " Gu Meijiao's face turned stern, and sized Jiang Ruoqing up from head to toe, with a strong sense of dissatisfaction in her sharp eyes.

Jiang Ruoqing held on a little uneasily, and there was even a look of disdain in her eyes, so how could this beautiful girl hate him?

"Mom, this is the ginseng from Mount Changbai that I bought for you." Jiang Ruoqing smiled as she handed over the gift, in exchange for Gu Meijiao's cold snort.

The only advantage that Jiang Ruoqing had was that she was able to tolerate it. Even if she could survive in the Second Uncle for a few years, how could she possibly endure Gu Meijiao for a while?

"What do you like about him?"

Jiang Ruoqing pursed her lips. This old witch, no, her mother-in-law was truly a cunning person. To ask her about Cheng Yichen in the first sentence, could it be that she thinks that she has her eyes on money?

"Ichon is gentle and romantic. He satisfies all my fantasies about men."

Pah! Pah! Pah! She instantly felt goosebumps all over her body. How did the words that were comparable to a TV show's script come out of her mouth?

"Chen, have you really made your decision?" Gu Meijiao clenched her fists tightly, she really couldn't believe that her son had already gotten the certificate from this woman who couldn't even appear on the stage. Look, look at what kind of stall she was wearing, I really don't know how my son fancied her.

However, it was not good for her to say anything. After all, ?

"Yes!" Cheng Yichen said resolutely. Her phoenix eyes gently glanced at the little girl with his head lowered, a profound look in her eyes that made others unable to guess what he was thinking.

"Whatever. Whatever. After all, I cannot control you." Gu Meijiao sighed, his face was filled with dissatisfaction, but she had no way to vent it.

"I'll set a date for the wedding as soon as possible."

Jiang Ruoqing couldn't help but look at him, but she felt that he wasn't discussing things with Gu Meijiao, but was instead passing on the information to her. And being serious like this, was it like she was reporting her work to her superior?

"Chen, isn't this pushing you too hard?"

"No, I chose her. She must be someone in my heart."

Xiao Ya's face paled, his hands clenched into fists, the sharp nails digging into his palms unwittingly, his mind resonating with what Cheng Yichen had said, 'This woman is one of the people on the tip of his heart?

How could this be?

Cheng Yichen, wedding, woman, how could you be getting married so quickly? This was like a bolt out of the blue for her.

"Ye Chen, it's not easy to come back. Let's have lunch at home."

Instead, he looked towards Jiang Ruoqing, as if asking for her opinion. Seeing this scene, Gu Meijiao became even more furious, to actually control her son before even entering the Cheng Family?

"Hmm?"