It was called by Jiang Handong.

"Your key has fallen into my car. Do you get it yourself, or will I send it to you?"

Last night, Song Qianti only took off his coat. His shirt and pants were wrinkled, so he couldn't go out.

"You send it to me."

After he finished breakfast, Jiang Handong arrived soon after.

Jiang Handong asked: "You have lived together?"

"The key is there for you, I can't sleep in the corridor."

Jiang Handong was about to enter the house, but Wen Linyan was afraid that it would disturb Song Qianti, so he stopped no one from entering.

Jiang Handong complained: "I came from all over the place to deliver keys to you. Is it appropriate to block me outside the door in such a cold day?"

Wen Lin said, "She is still sleeping."

"You are too fierce, are you? You have been tossing others until you haven't gotten up yet?" Jiang Handong said with a smile after being surprised, "But then again, you were so drunk last night and still took advantage of them. You are not pretending, are you?"

Knowing that he had thought wrongly, Wen Linyan was too lazy to explain.

"It's good that you didn't quarrel, I'm worried for nothing."

Thinking of Song Qianti's attitude last night, Jiang Handong was worried about him.

Wen Linyan frowned: "What does it mean?"

Seeing him looking unaware, Jiang Handong realized that Xiduo was talking and laughed: "It's nothing."

Wen Linyan looked at him coldly, his eyes dark.

Jiang Handong couldn't resist his forced eyes and had to confess, but he didn't say so much in detail.

Because he was afraid that Wen Linyan would blame Jiang Hao.

"Last night, I met Miss Song and her best friend on the way back. I asked Miss Song to bring you back. At that time, you leaned on your good shoulders, and Miss Song seemed to have misunderstood."

Wen Linyan suddenly realized.

No wonder she looked angry just now.

After Jiang Handong left, he came to Song Qianti's bedroom again.

This time he did not knock on the door, but pushed it in directly.

Song Qianti was still sleeping, the curtains were tightly pulled, and the room was a little dark.

Just as he was thinking about waiting for her to wake up, he heard a cold voice coming from the bed: "Go out!"

Seeing her awake, Wen Linyan walked over and pulled the curtains open, and the room suddenly lit up.

Song Qianti also sat up with the quilt in her arms, looking at him with a cool look.

Wen Linyan walked up to her, carried her out of the quilt, and wrapped her in her arms: "Are you jealous?"

Song Qianti didn't say anything, and she felt very upset.

Wen Linyan curled his lips slightly: "I drank too much last night and didn't know what happened, but I can guarantee that it was not what you thought. Jiang Hao was like my sister. I couldn't have any other thoughts about her."

"That's what you think, but she doesn't necessarily think so." Song Qianti finally spoke, her slightly hoarse voice a little dry.

Wen Linyan said softly: "It's me wrong, I will keep my distance from her in the future."

Song Qianti's discomfort was reduced a little bit. Thinking of Jiang Handong's words last night, she asked: "Jiang Handong said you were in a bad mood and drank so much wine. What happened to you yesterday?"

Wen Linyan was silent and said for a long time: "It has to do with my family."

This is the first time Song Qianti heard him mention his family.

She looked at him and asked, "Can you say it?"

Wen Linyan didn't say anything, his expression was obscure and silent.

Song Qianti saw that he was reluctant to say it, so she didn't force him: "Forget it, let's stop talking. I'm a little hungry. Have you left me breakfast?"
Chapter completed!