I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

When Jiang Chacha's head was getting bigger, someone opened the door of the car, and with a cold breath, Bian Jichen got into the car.

The driver shuts the door outside.

After the door was closed, the interior light became dim.Then he saw Jiang Chacha clutching her phone to her chest like a guilty conscience, her eyes wide open, staring at him in panic.

Also, her eye makeup hadn't been wiped off.

Although the black circle is not as thick as during the day, it still looks a little dirty, and it still looks like a little ghost at night.

Bian Jichen felt that her behavior was very weird.

As if hiding something from him.

So he asked seemingly unintentionally: "What's wrong?"

"No! It's fine!"

She was even more stressed.

Bian Jichen thought for a moment, then his eyes locked on her again.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Chacha felt even more guilty.Her fingers tapped and squeezed the phone tightly.

It turned out that just after she liked Lin Xiaoxiao's Moments in the morning, Bian Jichen confirmed that she was online at that time.

So around ten o'clock in the morning, he sent a message.

[I want to meet with you.At six o'clock in the evening, I'll be waiting for you at Yiyi Restaurant on Cangqiong Road in the urban area. ]
However, she had already switched back to the trumpet at that time.

And in the next day, she also forgot to switch back to the large size to see if anyone sent her a message!
At 05:30 in the afternoon, he sent another sentence.

[I have arrived. ]
When he speaks, he always speaks concisely, and is very stingy to let others guess his thoughts.

And just now, at 07:30.

He sent three words.

[I am leaving. ]
The less emotional the text is, the colder it looks, the more unpredictable it is, the more frightening it is, and it will make people think wildly, not to mention that he is a person with a very cold personality.

So Jiang Chacha couldn't help guessing whether he was angry.

But this is not the most important thing! !

She was considered a "dove" by Bian Jichen, and the most terrifying thing was that she made him wait for her for two hours in vain!

Two hours!
He actually waited for her for two hours!

How could he sit still for two hours?

Normal people will be very angry if they are dove for two hours, right?

It's over, it's over, she's over.

She actually made Bian Jichen wait for her for two hours!

Is she dying! !
Jiang Chacha secretly looked at him.

The night light was turned on in the car, and the shallow warm light fell on his body, outlining his outline with light and shadow.

His prominent nose casts a shadow on the side of his face.

His face was more like usual, cold and indifferent, she couldn't see what kind of emotion he was in at all.

After thinking about it, she asked directly, "Master, are you angry?"

He closed his eyes, "Why are you angry?"

"That...Miss kept you waiting for two hours, but she didn't come..." Jiang Chacha became more and more guilty when she said this, and her voice gradually became quieter.

She didn't even know how she had the face to say that.

Bian Jichen was still resting with his eyes closed.

He didn't respond to her words.

It made her very nervous, like a student who made a mistake and was waiting for the teacher to punish her, she clutched her phone tightly, afraid that Bian Jichen would say something like "very angry".

In the end he didn't say anything.

The light hit his three-dimensional facial features, making his face like a crown jade.

Jiang Chacha clenched her hands, still nervous.

The car was about to start soon, Jiang Chacha didn't know why, so she looked back at the bouquet of roses that he had abandoned on the red seat in the restaurant.

"Master!" She asked the driver to stop driving and wait for her.

Bian Jichen raised his eyes.

Jiang Chacha looked at him with embarrassment and expectation, "Well, I think it's a pity that the roses are lost like this."

"Since it no longer has an owner, then...can I take it home?"

After she finished speaking, she clasped her hands together and looked at him pitifully.

Seeing him deliberating, Jiang Chacha said righteously, "Master!"

"Do you know what the singles do most on Valentine's Day every year!"

Bian Jichen frowned, seemingly puzzled.

"What they love to do most is to rummage through the trash can on Valentine's Day, or look for roses that no one wants in a corner by the roadside!"

"They felt sorry for the roses that were thrown away by others! They turned out to be exactly like new flowers, so if they happened to come across a rose that was thrown away, they would cherish it and take it home!"

"So, master, instead of letting it be thrown into the trash by the waiter pitifully, why don't you let me take it home!"

"Every bouquet of roses should have a home!" Jiang Chacha said this because she was anxious! !
This bouquet of little white rabbits was originally hers!That's why she is in a hurry!

This rose was meant to be given to her!
So how can someone else throw it in the trash! !
She doesn't allow it! !
She must get it back! !

So before Bian Jichen could say anything, she pushed open the car door and ran into the restaurant in front.

Through the long glass partition, Bian Jichen could see Jiang Chacha's figure walking through it. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling illuminated the store brightly and resplendently, and even her clothes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of warm light.

He watched her go all the way to that seat, he watched her explain to the waiter, and then fulfilled his wish and took back the bouquet of flowers.

When she got into the car with this bouquet of flowers, the car was instantly filled with the fragrance of roses, and her face was also filled with joy.

Set off by the cream-colored petals, her thin white neck is not at all darker than the petals, but even better, whiter and softer than the color of snow.

Bian Jichen closed his eyes slightly.

Suddenly, I felt that this bouquet of flowers was not worthless.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his phone again.

In the WeChat chat box, the other party still didn't respond a word, and the entire page was full of one-way messages from him.

Bian Jichen looked coldly, and finally turned off the screen.