Acting Like a Cannon Fodder is the Best Life

When only the two of them were left in the corridor, Ji Juechuan pressed the elevator and waited for the elevator to come up without saying a word.

He didn’t speak, and Yan Yan didn’t dare to make a sound, he just lowered his eyes to stare at the floor, while gently rubbing his sore eyes with one hand.

The two walked out of the company in silence. Uncle Zhao was already waiting downstairs. As soon as the two got into the car, he sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere between them.

He glanced in the rearview mirror a few more times, feeling a little puzzled.

Wasn’t it fine when they came to the company today? Why did it become like this after an afternoon.

Uncle Zhao turned the steering wheel and drove onto the road, as he asked, “Mr. Ji, are you going to Yakou Pavilion for dinner?”

In the afternoon, Ji Juechuan called him and asked him to book a seat at Yakou Pavilion. It was a very distinctive restaurant, and it was difficult to get a seat there. Fortunately, the boss had a friendship with Ji Juechuan, so he happily reserved a seat for him.

Seeing that Ji Juechuan seemed to be in a bad mood, he was worried that the plan had changed, so he asked one more time.

Yan Yan was already hungry. Hearing this sentence, he quietly raised his head to look at Ji Juechuan.

Angry was angry, you still have to eat, right?

Ji Juechuan didn’t seem to notice his gaze and looked out the car window lightly: “No, just go home.”

Yan Yan was startled for a moment, then he opened his mouth to say something, but finally flattened his mouth and said nothing.

The car quickly arrived at the gate of the villa.

Under Uncle Zhao’s worried eyes, Ji Juechuan and Yan Yan entered the house silently, one in front of the other.

After entering the door, Ji Juechuan went upstairs to the study, leaving Yan Yan alone in the living room.

As soon as he entered the study, Ji Juechuan took out his mobile phone and asked someone to pack the dishes from Yakou Pavilion and send them over. Because he didn’t know Yan Yan’s taste, he asked them to cook all the dishes.

After finishing the phone call, he sat down on the sofa, leaned back, raised his hand and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

He didn’t know which of his nerves had gone wrong. He rarely had such big emotional reactions about things outside the company. It was obviously just a trivial matter. He could have completely ignored it, but he had to make such a big fuss.

It was as if he wanted Yan Yan to know that he was unhappy.

Nothing was boring.

Over there, Yan Yan sat on the sofa in the living room in a daze for a while, when his stomach grumbled, then only did he come back to his senses and rubbed his stomach.

He always felt that the current scene was a bit familiar. It seemed to be the same when he met Ji Juechuan on the first day. After booking a restaurant, Ji Juechuan didn’t take him because of a word, which left him hungry.

Why did being with Ji Juechuan always make him hungry?

Yan Yan curled his lips, took out his phone, and wanted to see if there was any delivery software on the phone.

As soon as he turned on the phone, the doorbell rang.

He glanced in the direction of the study on the second floor, hesitated for a moment, and opened the door anyway.

“Mr. Ji… eh?” The person outside the door saw him with a bit of surprise on their faces, and then he quickly realized, “These are ordered by Mr. Ji, do you need me to take them in for you?”

Yan Yan smelled food. He took a look at the seven or eight large bags in the man’s hand, nodded, and led him to the dining room.

The man put the things on the table, said “Enjoy your meal” and left.

Yan Yan brought out all the dishes in the bag, which filled the whole table, then he swallowed, a little hesitant.

These should be ordered by Ji Juechuan to eat by himself. Would it be bad if he ate them?

After thinking for a while, he picked up the chopsticks again.

Ji Juechuan had promised to take him to dinner at noon, but he broke his promise at night, even if he ate the whole table, he was entitled!

Yan Yan sat down at the dining table filled with righteous indignation and began to enjoy the food on the table with peace of mind.

Although he wanted to eat all the dishes in his heart and not leave even a mouthful for Ji Juechuan, he became full soon, and the dishes on the table were only slightly tampered with.

After eating to a full stomach, the resentment in his heart disappeared a lot, then Yan Yan looked at the dishes on the table that were all “stained by rain and dew” by himself, glanced at the second floor with some guilt, and slipped back to the room.

When Ji Juechuan came out of the study at night, he found that there was no movement in the living room. He went to the dining room to take a look. A pair of used chopsticks were placed on the bowl, and the dishes on the table also showed signs of being touched.

He relaxed without a trace in his heart, then he turned around and walked upstairs.

When he opened the door, it was still quiet inside. He walked in and saw that Yan Yan was already lying under the quilt, instead of sitting on the bedside waiting for him like yesterday.

Ji Juechuan pursed his lips, walked to the bed, and looked down at the person on the bed.

Although the person on the bed only poked out half of his head from under the quilt, it could be seen from his trembling long eyelashes that he was not asleep.

He knew that he had done a little too much today, and he shouldn’t have been cold-faced to Yan Yan in the company for no reason, and he also shouldn’t have promised to take him to dinner then broken his promise.

Anyone who was treated like this would lose their temper.

But he just didn’t want to see Yan Yan ignore him.

“Yan Yan.”

Hearing this sound, Yan Yan’s eyes closed even tighter, and his breathing eased.

He was really frightened by Ji Juechuan’s appearance in the afternoon. Although he was a little angry, he was more afraid.

After waiting for a while, the room became quiet, as if the sound just now was just his illusion.

Just as he was thinking about whether Ji Juechuan had left, a deep voice sounded above his head again:

“You haven’t said good night to me yet.”