Chapter 19 What a scheming man!

Hearing this, Jiang Lan glanced at Wen Zhiyan subconsciously.

Wen Zhiyan didn't ask anything. He just opened the refrigerator door and took out a handful of rapeseed, two eggs, and a handful of plain noodles. He said to Jiang Lan,

"Can you come back in fifteen minutes?"

Jiang Lan responded, turned around and walked out of the villa door.

He crossed the path and just walked out of the camera range of the program crew when he saw Ji Wanxing standing not far away waving to him, holding a huge cardboard box in his arms.

Jiang Lan trotted over and asked in surprise: "What are there so many?"

Ji Wanxing looked around and saw no one, then said:

"I've been watching the live broadcasts for the past two days. Who do you like? Hiding it deep enough, I How come you don't know?"

At the moment, nothing has been said about Jiang Lan and Wen Zhiyan.

Although he could not deny his feelings for Wen Zhiyan, he was not yet ready to make the same mistake again.

To put it simply, his mind is in chaos now and he is too scared to do anything.

So he didn't think about how to mention this to Ji Wanxing.

"Can we not ask for now? It would be embarrassing if we finish the program and we don't catch him. Let's talk about it later."

Jiang Lan said casually.

Ji Wanxing looked Jiang Lan up and down and reminded,

"Although this show is for you to fall in love, you'd better let me know in advance who you're going to talk to and how you're going to talk, so that I can prepare in advance."

Jiang Lan understood what Ji Wanxing meant. After all, he was a public figure. If he really fell in love with an insider, it would inevitably have some impact on both parties.

Different objects have different impacts, whether they are negative or positive, serious or not. As Jiang Lan's manager, Ji Wanxing has the right to know and take measures to deal with the possible impacts in advance.

Jiang Lan said he knew, but sighed silently in his heart.

I wonder if Ji Wanxing would get mad on the spot if he knew about what happened between him and Wen Zhiyan, unscrewing his Tianling Cap with his bare hands and pouring sulfuric acid inside.

Ji Wanxing knew nothing about Jiang Lan's concerns at this time. She handed the box in her arms to Jiang Lan:

"Clothes, a lighter, and your medicine, just in case."

Jiang Lan nodded: "Thanks. "

He paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, and then said: "By the way, the live broadcast will be suspended after twelve o'clock in the evening. My mobile phone..."

Ji Wanxing looked at the box and whispered: " It's inside."

After saying goodbye to Ji Wanxing, Jiang Lan couldn't wait to return to the villa with the box in her arms.

Seeing that Wen Zhiyan was still busy in the kitchen and the pot was still steaming hot, he quickly ran up the stairs and returned to his room while Wen Zhiyan wasn't paying attention.

He first took apart his lighter and put it in the drawer, then put the figure gift box Wen Zhiyan gave him on the bedside table, and then put the underwear bag containing his mobile phone into the closet, and then walked out of the room calmly again. .

When he got downstairs, he saw Wen Zhiyan wearing an apron, holding a bowl of good-looking clear noodle soup in one hand and two peeled hard-boiled eggs in the other, looking up at him.

"Back?" he asked.

This scene is very similar to the scene where a gentle and virtuous wife prepares a meal at home and waits for her husband to come back from get off work after a busy day.

It was also a scene Jiang Lan had seen countless times in his dreams.

Looking at Wen Zhiyan, he couldn't help but feel a little weak in his heart, and his tone had a fiery warmth that he hadn't noticed.

"So fast?"

Wen Zhiyan looked at his watch: "Fifteen minutes, just right."

Jiang Lan walked to the dining table, sat down, took a sip of noodle soup, and then picked up the chopsticks and poked a raw egg. , took a big bite.

At this moment, he seemed to be unable to remember what the burst boiled egg tasted like.

Jiang Lan ate one egg wholeheartedly, then lowered his head and took a big gulp of the bowl of clear noodle soup.

After he ate half of his meal, he remembered to ask Wen Zhiyan,

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Wen Zhiyan sat across from Jiang Lan and looked at him eating happily. He shook his head and said,

"For body management, don't eat dinner."

Jiang Lan Hearing this, Lan frowned and said, "You have to manage your figure? Don't leave half a way for others to survive?"

Wen Zhiyan smiled and said, "How can you get a good figure if you don't manage it?"

Jiang Lan first scolded Wen Zhiyan secretly, You don’t rely on your face and body to make a living. It’s really not worthwhile for a good CEO or a great designer to be easy to manage and go hungry for nothing.

Just after I finished cursing, when I thought about it, the noodles in my mouth suddenly no longer tasted so good.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Zhiyan:

"You're a scheming man, you manage your figure, and then give me such a big bowl of carbohydrates? You have ulterior motives."

Wen Zhiyan knew that Jiang Lan was joking, the male alpha gene Due to structure, metabolism is usually faster, body fat is lower, and fat is less likely to accumulate.

Before entering middle age, there is basically no need to do any body management.

For someone like Jiang Lan, he could eat four steamed buns from the cafeteria in one meal when he was in school, but it didn't seem to have any effect on his six-pack abdominal muscles.

He looked at Jiang Lan and raised his eyebrows:

"Isn't it what you want to eat? I made it, but you don't say thank you and blame me for having ulterior motives."

"Brother Lan, it's not polite to hit the cook when you're full."

Jiang Lan Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, he pushed the remaining half bowl of noodles in front of Wen Zhiyan:

"If you eat, I won't beat you."

Wen Zhiyan refused: "I'm not hungry."

Jiang Lan: "Then I will I'll beat you up."

Wen Zhiyan pursed his lips, looked at the half-bowl of noodles that Jiang Lan had left, and asked him, "Are you full?"

Jiang Lan nodded: "Hurry up, don't grind. Ji."

Wen Zhiyan then picked up the chopsticks that Jiang Lan had just used, lowered his head, and finished the half bowl of leftover rice that Jiang Lan had specially left in a very natural manner.

On the public screen:

[I couldn’t understand for a moment, is the relationship between them good or not? 】

【I'm also confused, so I said okay. Brother Lan's attitude towards Mr. Wen is a mystery. It seems a bit bad, mixed with other things. It's hard to say. I think he just wants Mr. Wen to eat something. thing. ]

[But we can’t let Mr. Wen eat the leftovers, right? Can't you get a bowl and pick out half of it first? ]

[Why did I suddenly think of school bullying? I think Brother Lan looks like a bully. Has Mr. Wen been bullied by him before? 】

【Can't? That's Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen, top-notch! Before Brother Lan's debut, it was said that his family was in very poor circumstances, which is unrealistic. ]

[Mystery, so mysterious. ]

[Do you feel that Mr. Wen is particularly tolerant of Jiang Lan? ]

[I think they might have been brothers in the past. I wonder what Mr. Wen did to offend Brother Lan and turned against each other. Now that they are reunited, they are so weird. 】

[I don’t understand. As an alpha, I will never eat another alpha’s leftovers. ]

.........

After finishing the meal, Jiang Lan took the initiative to put away the bowls and prepared to go to the kitchen to wash them, but Wen Zhiyan refused.

"I'll just come."

Jiang Lan avoided Wen Zhiyan's hand to take the dishes and chopsticks: "Go back and take a shower, Wen Zhiyan."

Wen Zhiyan was about to say something more when Jiang Lan leaned into his ear and used the surveillance camera to The device couldn't pick up the sound, so he whispered:

"It smells weird, attracting bees and butterflies."