Chapter 22: She's Mine

"It's not that serious."

Having said that, in order to make Tang Xiaochi feel at ease, Ye Weilan still went to the school doctor to eliminate the poison.

Coming out of the infirmary, Tang Xiaochi asked, "What kind of punishment do you think we will receive?" ”

Ye Weilan smiled: "Writing a review of the punishment station is light, and it is estimated that it will be recorded as a big demerit." ”

Tang Xiaochi waved his hand indifferently, the relationship was good, and they didn't expect that degree certificate to eat.

Ye Weilan returned to Lanze Garden at seven o'clock in the evening, Qi Ye leaned lazily on the sofa, and the first look in her eyes turned cold: "Who beat you?" ”

Ye Weilan secretly praised her good eyesight: "No, I hit someone." ”

Qi Ye dragged her over to look at her face, a very shallow trace, but with his eyesight, he could naturally see that it was a woman's nail print.

Ye Weilan simply said the matter, and hid Qin Yu's part: "Xiao Chi has already been angry for me, don't mess around." ”

Although An Yirou is hateful, her sin does not lead to death, and Ye Weilan can't make a person pay the price of blood for this trivial matter.

Qi Ye smiled faintly: "Okay, go change your clothes and come down for dinner." ”

Ye Weilan went upstairs, and Qi Ye suddenly said: "Zero one." ”

"Please command, young master."

"Go check the details of that woman."

"Yes."

Qi Ye is different from Ye Weilan, he has a keen intuition, there is never love and hate for no reason in this world, and never underestimate the viciousness of women.

Ye Weilan changed into home clothes and went downstairs, Qi Ye was already sitting at the dining table, a table of home-cooked food, all of which she loved to eat.

After the meal, Ye Weilan took a shower and nestled on the sofa to read a book.

Qi Ye wore a black shirt, the cuffs were rolled up, revealing two delicate wrists, and he didn't do anything, just stared at her with his chin up.

Her small face is as beautiful as jade, a pair of clear eyes, long eyelashes like wings, faint elegance and beauty, and a refreshing beauty.

This kind of pure and harmless cleanliness made Qi Ye a little worried inexplicably.

He stood up and walked to the bedside with the man who was concentrating.

"You can't ......" she grimaced, she really couldn't figure out why this man's energy was so strong?

If he continued to do this tirelessly, she would be put in the hospital by him sooner or later.

Qi Ye didn't say anything, put the person on the bed and pressed it.

In the middle of the night, the tired Ye Weilan slept very soundly, and the mobile phone on the table suddenly "buzzed" and vibrate.

A slender hand picked up the phone and glanced at it, there was no name note, it was an unfamiliar number.

Qi Ye glanced at the person sleeping next to him, picked up the phone and walked to the window, and pressed the answer button.

A high-pitched, piercing roar came from the phone: "I'm coming...... I'm coming...... I'm going to kill you......" The strange scream was unusually poignant in the silent night: "............ You're my ......."

The corners of Qi Ye's lips hooked up a cruel arc: "Who said she was yours?" She's mine! ”

It didn't seem to be expected that it was a man answering the phone, and there was a noticeable pause.

Qi Ye pressed the phone, deleted the call log, and a wisp of coldness floated through his dark eyes.

The next day, Ye Weilan was a little confused when he saw the new phone handed over by Qi Ye.

"I changed your number, don't tell anyone but family and friends."

Ye Weilan took it and took a look, I don't know what brand it is, in addition to his family, there is only Tang Xiaochi among the contacts.