No wonder the kidnappers only kidnapped him. Yan Zhibei was right; it's because he's too outstanding and doesn't know how to restrain himself.
But every family needs a target.
If you don't target him, you have to target someone else.
Yan Guiyun was confident that he could escape and even launch a counterattack.
The subsequent kidnapping gradually turned into a test for him.
However, he was also grateful for his hard work and ambition; otherwise, how could an ordinary man like him have won the favor of his beloved wife?
" Brother Yan, have some shrimp dumplings, huh?" Chi Yining stared blankly after Yan Guiyun and his older brother exchanged a few words.
Yan Guiyun snapped back to reality, opened her mouth, ate the shrimp dumpling, chewed it elegantly, and swallowed.
"Thank you, darling." Yan Guiyun said, then took another sip of soy milk.
Chi Yining smiled, but her attention was drawn away again, because Chai Yi and Mo Li had just appeared in the restaurant.
Upon seeing Yan Guiyun, Chai Yi greeted him as "President Yan," to which Yan Guiyun nodded in response.
" Brother Yan, isn't the atmosphere between these two a bit awkward?" Chi Yining noticed that the two seemed less carefree than yesterday and had become more reserved.
No, that's not right either; it seems to be Mo Li's one-sided restraint.
Chi Yining suspects that something happened to the other guests while he and Brother Yan were drinking hot water last night.
" Brother Yan?" Chi Yining called out again when Yan Guiyun didn't respond.
"Hmm? Why don't you call me husband, baby?" Yan Guiyun's smile was dangerous, so dangerous that Chi Yining couldn't help but tighten her lower back.
"Well, we're not used to it yet, are we? Let's call each other privately first, okay?" Chi Yining coaxed gently.
Yan Guiyun nodded. "Alright, then I'll give you some more time to adjust."
Every time Yan Guiyun recalled the image of Chi Yining calling him "husband" with teary eyes, his heart felt like it had been teased by a cat's tail, irresistibly drawn to it. How could he possibly beg for mercy like that?
Mo Li, on the other end, sat down. Ever since he learned last night that Chai Yi had bought him a birthday present but couldn't give it to him, his conscience had been tormented.
Chai Yi always made him angry. Although he had thought about inviting Chai Yi, he was afraid that Chai Yi would not give him face and would get angry and scold his friend again.
He said his friends were all scoundrels who would do anything to befriend him. Why would he associate with a group of people who are two-faced and treacherous?
Chai Yi told him to open his eyes wide when he was ten years old.
But he wouldn't listen; he wouldn't listen at all.
Because Chai Yi spoke to him loudly and fiercely.
All he knew was that Chai Yi had been mean to him; he felt that the other friends were just incidentally scolded.
He felt very embarrassed and never called Chai Yi again.
Many things happened afterward, and he instinctively felt he should apologize to Chai Yi.
But he couldn't do it.
I've tried, but I just can't bring myself to say it.
Adding to what he learned last night, he is now in an even more difficult predicament.
He has always been surrounded by admirers growing up, with many people flattering and fawning over him.
It was in this environment that Chai Yi was unknowingly squeezed out.
If it weren't for this dating reality show, where they spend every day together, he would have almost forgotten that they used to be good friends.
"What are you thinking about? Why aren't you eating?" Chai Yi frowned, interrupting his thoughts.
Mo Li: "Yes, you can eat mine too."
Chai Yi: "I'm not eating any. I didn't take much anyway. I'll have fried noodles."
Mo Li then realized that Chai Yi had eaten fried rice noodles early in the morning.
"Isn't it greasy?" Mo Li, looking at the glossy powder.