Wedge

A beautiful moon sprinkled brightly into the courtyard of this luxurious European-style villa. The spray pool in the front yard still quietly spewed out more than a meter high spring, and the moonlight casts another reflection in the clear water.

It was late at night, and the people in the villa had already fallen asleep, and even the doorman was drowsy.

In the quiet second floor of the villa, a tall and straight shadow sneaked into a room with a dim yellow corridor lamp.

"An Yixiao, you pervert! Can't you knock on the door? Why did you break into my room in the middle of the night?

Hearing a slight sound from the door, Cheng Jingwen quickly turned her head from the computer screen and couldn't help cursing when she saw the culprit standing at the door.

"Is this your room?" An Yixiao closed the door with his backhand and looked at the angry person in front of the computer desk. He gritted his teeth and said, "Before you came, this is my room. I have lived in the room for 17 years."

"Oh, that's ridiculous." Cheng Jingwen smiled angrily and laughed coldly: "Even if you have lived in a room for 17 years, it is now my room."

An Yixiao: "..."

"This is my room, please get out!" Cheng Jingwen did not hesitate to order.

"I won't go out. Let's see what you can do?" An Yixiao's narrow eyes narrowed indifferently and squinted at her. His slender fingers pulled the collar of his pajamas, and a scoundrel-like look appeared on his handsome face.

Cheng Jingwen was so angry that her chest fluctuated and looked at him, who was as handsome as she had been in contact with him for less than three days, but it seemed that she was an enemy who had been entangled with him for many years. As long as he appeared, she would be half angry.

An Yixiao looked at her coldly and was so angry that she couldn't speak. She was very happy. He was such a perfect hero in South Korea, but he couldn't accept this ordinary girl from China.

He just can't imagine why his father likes this ordinary Chinese girl so much, just because she is that woman's child?

Cheng Jingwen's excited mood calmed down after a long time. She threatened, "I count one, two or three. If you still don't leave this room, don't blame me for being rude."

"Haha." An Yixiao grinned regardless of her image and said coldly, "With your appearance, will I be rude to you? Even if you call someone to say that I was rude, who in this family believes it? Maybe even your mother won't believe it!"

Cheng Jingwen: "..."

"Also, if you don't want to wake them up in the middle of the night, you can shout."

His sarcastic and threatening words made Cheng Jingwen silent. After a moment, she looked at him hatefully: "Tell me, what's your purpose tonight?"

"Very good, smart enough." An Yixiao snapped her fingers, sat down lazily and elegantly on her small sofa, and gave an indifferent order: "Go and pour me a glass of ice water."

"Ice water is downstairs." Cheng Jingwen reminded that she sat in the computer chair and did not move.

An Yixiao looked at her coldly: "Of course I know, go and pour it up for me!"

Cheng Jingwen glared at him and made her go downstairs to pour ice water for him in the middle of the night. Don't even think about it, there was no door.

"Humph, it's very backbone!" An Yixiao snorted coldly and looked at her coldly. Their eyes looked at each other fiercely in the air. After a moment, she was finally defeated and ran downstairs dejectedly to pour ice water for him.

Carefully holding a glass of ice on the water, Cheng Jingwen looked at the ice water in her hand and thought evilly: If only he had something like crocoction on his body now, add some ingredients for him and drink him to death.

"Why is it so slow? I won't drink it anymore. An Yixiao didn't even raise his head and lazily ordered, holding a nail clipper to carelessly trim the pointed nails that had been polished by him.

Cheng Jingwen, holding the ice water, looked at the handsome devil sitting on the small sofa in astonishment. When she saw his white and slender neck, she wanted to pour down the ice water in her hand. She clenched her fist and endured it, and finally suppressed this irrational idea.

"Why are you still standing here?" An Yixiao looked back at her as if she remembered something: "Oh, bring me some fruit when you go down. I want to eat fruit."

"Don't bully people too much!" Cheng Jingwen put the ice water in her hand on the coffee table and looked at him coldly: "Do you like to drink it?"

When the full ice water was placed on the table by her fiercely, a lot of ice water overflowed out.

"Did I bully you?" An Yixiao threw away the nail clipper in his hand and laughed disdainfully: "Don't forget your position in my house. What's wrong with me asking you to pour a glass of water and take some fruit?" Don't you even want to do this little thing? Do you think you are really the second Miss An family?

"Enough!" Cheng Jingwen patted the table and stood up, picked up the cup with ice water, and looked at him calmly: "What fruit do you want to eat?"

An Yixiao said cunningly, "Give me whatever is in the refrigerator."

Cheng Jingwen went downstairs again, took some fruit in the refrigerator and brought it up on a tray.

An Yixiao looked at the purple grapes on the tray and deliberately made things difficult and said, "At this time, I don't eat grapes, and the apples you take are small and stingy. Are you deliberately letting me eat this kind of small apple?"

"Bang it down and change the fruit for me again." He pointed to the fruit in the tray and pointed at Cheng Jingwen.

"I've had enough." Cheng Jingwen sat angrily on the floor covered with a waiting carpet, looked at the demon opposite her and deliberately and said, "I don't want to fight with you anymore. As long as you can let me stay with my mother, I'm willing to do whatever you want me to do."

"Is this true?" An Yixiao looked at her with burning eyes. He was not crazy tonight. He deliberately didn't sleep and came to trouble her. Isn't it just for the purpose at this moment?

"Real, I will agree to whatever you say." Cheng Jingwen closed her eyes helplessly. She had to bow her head under the eaves. Moreover, the strong dragon could not beat the ground snake.

"Then prepare paper and pen for me."

"What? Why?" Cheng Jingwen looked at him doubtfully. Why did she ask for paper and pen? It's not an exam.

"I told you to prepare and ask so many reasons. It's annoying!" An Yixiao's impatient instructions are used to being a young master and getting used to making others do things.

"Hum," Cheng Jingwen sneered and got up to find paper and pen. She didn't expect that the contract signed tonight would be the beginning of her difficult life in the future.