moonlight lure

She felt like a scumbag who just wanted to enjoy the moment but was too moral. Her current state was both enjoyable and uncomfortable.

Yao Jiajia glanced at her and saw a gloomy look on both of their faces, and asked, "Are you not having a good time tonight?"

Song Shiwei didn't want to say more and lowered her eyes: "That's a little bit."

She was still thinking about the incident just now: "Then you call him back and I will help you adjust."

Song Shiwei declined politely: "You are too expensive, Lawyer Yao, I can't afford it."

The other party still didn't give up: "What if he comes back to coax you?"

She frowned slightly: "He didn't do anything wrong, he won't come back on his own initiative."

"if."

Yao Jiajia repeated stubbornly, "If he comes back on his own initiative, you promise to let me go. Don't be so stubborn and try to follow his rhythm, okay?"

Song Shiwei looked at her confused, wondering why she was so persistent.

She said seriously: "I very rationally think that you are suitable and need someone who can drag you along. I hope you can let go of yourself and give it a try, and don't care too much about the results."

Song Shiwei didn't want to bother her with such meaningless questions, so she agreed absentmindedly: "Okay."

It’s impossible for him to come back anyway—

Doorbell rang.

Song Shiwei raised her eyes in surprise. The person in front of her shrugged while holding a popsicle: "I don't know anything. This is purely a coincidence."

Surprised, she walked out and opened the door. The man outside the door was tall and tall, carrying several boxes of late-night snacks, a bag of fruit, and two cups of milk tea.

Yao Jiajia smiled and waved from behind her: "Hi!"

Ji Yanchen glanced at the other party calmly and said calmly: "There are guests here."

His eyes fell on her face, "Do I need to avoid it?"

Song Shiwei's dark eyes were still unbelievably complicated: "...You come in first."

She turned aside to let him in, then closed the door and introduced the two of them unnaturally: "This is my friend, Yao Jiajia, who works in a law firm."

"This is...Ji Yanchen, SWAT team."

She took the fruit from his hand and walked into the kitchen nervously. She intuitively felt that something seemed wrong, but she had no clue what the problem was.

On the other side, in the living room, Yao Jiajia inserted the straw of the milk tea and praised with a smile: "Okay, Officer Discipline, you moved very quickly, much faster than I thought."

She took a sip of the taro paste, finally avenging the last time he pushed her out of the car to buy a drink on a hot day. "It's not easy to order milk tea in this restaurant. Thank you for your hard work."

Ji Yanchen pursed his lips and said nothing.

He didn't say that he first bought two scalper accounts at a higher price, and then bought the cup of milk tea she named.

Yao Jiajia sent him a photo thirty minutes ago. At that time, he was almost driving home. When the light was red, he turned on his mobile phone and took a look. The photo showed a familiar corner of the living room. She asked him if he wanted to be a guest, and then reminded him that it was rude to come empty-handed without waiting for his reply. Sent a long list of late night snacks.

He asked in a low voice: "When did you know?" Yao Jiajia smacked her mouth: "Tonight."

If their dinner had been less delicious, she wouldn't have noticed this shocking gossip.

Ji Yanchen asked quietly again: "Why did you ask me to come back? You just want to have a cup of milk tea, right?"

"Of course I'm calling you back for your own good." Yao Jiajia raised her chin towards the kitchen with confidence, "I've almost done her ideological work just now, and it depends on your performance next."

Ji Yanchen frowned slightly, saying this as if she was going to press her head into the bridal chamber.

"...What kind of ideological work?"

Yao Jiajia glanced at him: "What's the most difficult thing about falling in love with her?"

Ji Yanchen remained silent and did not answer. She continued, "My contribution cannot be measured by a cup of milk tea. You can strike while the iron is hot later."

He heard it in confusion, but he probably understood what the other party meant. It was just that she had just persuaded Song Shiwei to accept him more.

but why?"

Why should she help him?

"Of course I don't want to help you, but I want to help her."

Yao Jiajia held the milk tea and swayed her legs idly, "I'm helping her check. The man who has been secretly in love with her for so many years should still be worth a try, right?" The pair of calm black eyes in front of her immediately caused an uproar and looked at her in surprise. .

Yao Jiajia knew that she had guessed it right, she curled her lips and smiled proudly: "Don't worry, she doesn't know yet, I deduced it myself."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone coming out of the kitchen. She finally lowered her voice and said, "Don't be too moved, my date. Behave well."

***

Song Shiwei returned to the living room after sending the person away, feeling very baffled.

Before the person came, she kept saying that she wanted to get to know him, but when the person actually came, Yao Jiajia ran away first.

She looked at the people on the sofa, still surprised: "Why are you back?"

Ji Yanchen said calmly: "I feel like your appetite is average tonight, maybe you didn't eat well."

After standing silently for a moment, she sat down next to him and said softly: "You are full, don't buy so much next time, it will be a waste if you can't eat it."

He seemed to ask casually: "What were you talking about with your friend just now?"

She said perfunctorily: "Nothing, just complaining about my colleagues."

He asked: "Didn't you complain about your boyfriend?"

She looked at him sideways: "Why are you complaining?"

The person in front of her leaned on the sofa and looked at her quietly, without speaking for a long time.

Song Shiwei felt uncomfortable when he looked at her: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

He smiled half-heartedly and replied: "I'm happy because my identity has finally been verified."

Song Shiwei looked slightly embarrassed. She knew that he was talking about saying that he was a colleague in front of her aunt tonight, and just vaguely mentioned his identity in front of her best friend.

She explained in a low voice: "...she knows about us."

"How much do you know?"

"Not much."

As if she was afraid that he would not believe that she was very strict with her words, she paused and then added with a sincere face, "Really."

Ji Yanchen looked at her serious face and sighed deeply.

His stupid wife, people know a lot more than you do.

She had only met him a few times, and she had guessed it in just a few words. Why was she, a person in authority, so confused?

He motioned helplessly to the table: "Try this milk tea."

Song Shiwei leaned over, picked it up and took a sip: "Not bad."

He raised his eyes and asked, "How does it compare with the milk I boiled last time?"

She thought for a while and deftly avoided his trap: "Milk is healthy."

Ji Yanchen was amused by her. She shook the paper cup in her hand and looked at him: "I can't finish the drink, can I pour you half a cup?"

His reaction was natural, as if he had done this many times: "You drink first, and give me the rest."

Song Shiwei kicked off her slippers and got on the sofa with her milk tea in her arms. The person next to her said, "Your aunt is very beautiful. You look a bit like her."

She hummed: "When she took me out when I was little, people thought she was my mother."

He asked: "You have a good relationship with her?"

She nodded: "Besides my parents, my dearest elder."

After a moment of silence, he asked again: "Qi Sheng, is she her son's daughter?"

"Correct."

Ji Yanchen chuckled: "It seems that your family's genes are passed down from female to male. Your niece is also very cute."

Song Shiwei strongly agreed: "Yes, she was cuter when she was younger, and she was famous on the Internet for a while. At that time, I really wanted to have a daughter."

He was quiet for a moment and replied seriously: "I'll try my best."