Chapter 722: A strange text message

Yannian felt a warm heart.
Remembering the last time I quarreled with him, he said, "It's a man, don't be like a wife." He didn't quarrel with her, but instead apologized to her and ran out to find a job.
This time she was so fraughty, she was actually worried about her, plus jealous and jealous.
How many sane people are jealous?
How many careless people are there?
The reason was figured out, and the anger was relieved. He picked up the noodles and ate.
It's not that you are not hungry.
She is very hungry.
But I just don't want to vomit in front of Jiang Beiyuan.
She was afraid that when the pregnancy reaction came up, she would not vomit, making him think that what he was doing was not delicious, and then felt frustrated.
Fortunately, it tasted good. She took two bites and didn't vomit.
Maybe the baby likes his father's things too, father and son are connected.
Yannian thinks so.
Behind him, Jiang Beiyuan stroked her long hair back, and took a hairdryer to blow her hair.
The bedroom is very quiet.
She is eating noodles.
He blows her hair behind her, strands of hair, very serious, and the grievances on his face have disappeared little by little.
This is the husband and wife.
After the quarrel, there was no overnight hatred, and all the gas in a bowl of noodles disappeared.
"I am full."
Yannian wiped her mouth. It was delicious. He wanted to eat the second one after eating one bowl, but forget it, he was very supportive and couldn't eat anymore, so I still eat less at night.
"Really did you do it yourself?"
She was still a little dubious.
When did clumsy men cook so delicious?
Jiang Beiyuan coldly snorts proudly: "Otherwise, is it really a dog? Go and ask if it can cook?"
"Hahaha,"
Yannian laughed out loud.
"Well, I just joked, just teasing you."
"Don't skip meals, tease me."
Jiang Beiyuan said.
"I don't like watching you skip meals."
After speaking, he went out with the bowls and chopsticks, ready to wash the dishes.
I just blown her hair almost.
Yannian went to brush his teeth again, and then climbed onto the bed, squinting his eyes satisfied and ready to go to bed.
The phone vibrated twice suddenly.
Who, the night.
Impatiently taking the phone over, the smile on his face gradually faded in the next second.
It is a message from an unfamiliar number.
"Yan Nian, do you remember the car accident ten years ago? I am the taxi driver's daughter. Tomorrow is my father's death. If you have a conscience, you should come and see him."
"I was not the one who killed your father. You should find the murderer to see him." Yannian replied.
"Then he died because of you indirectly, midnight dream recalled his face, and ask if you can sleep?" The other party quickly replied.
"..."
Yan Nian didn't reply again, and threw the phone aside.
Too annoying.
Go or not?
In fact, she couldn't remember that person's face at all. Even if it was a nightmare, the dream was just a vague outline.
If you go to see it, maybe you can remember the memories from before.
She didn't mean that she wanted to remember that terrifying memory, but now Jiang Beiyuan had amnesia, and her brother Jiang Ting and Jiang Ting called him, and the more times she called, the more she wanted to find his memory.
She wants to have all of Jiang Beiyuan.
Whether it was Jiang Ting or Jiang Beiyuan, it was him.
But then again, it's late at night, I'm going to bed soon, and it's a shame to receive such a threatening message suddenly!
Yan Nian turned off the phone and threw it on the sofa.
Seeing is clear.