Quick Wear: The Beautiful Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Loses Her Memory

Chapter 770 I Won’t Save You This Time (3)

"It's not too cold now, but your clothes are wet after all." Chen Ang bowed with guilt, "I have my sister's dry clothes on the boat, you can change them."

"You are such a weird person!" Before Yan Caiyue could say anything, her maid Xiaoyuan wanted to speak up, "How can a man and a woman be so alone like this!"

When Chen Ang heard this, he realized that he seemed to have crossed the line, and quickly said: "I really don't mean anything else, I just..."

Seeing the other party's embarrassed look, Yan Caiyue sneered, with a hint of smile in her eyes: "Mr. Chen is thoughtful, just give the clothes to my maid."

After saying that, he winked at Xiaoyuan.

"Okay!" Chen Ang returned to his cabin almost instantly. Soon he came out with a bundle in his hand and handed it to Xiaoyuan who was already standing at the bow.

Wearing a goose yellow silk dress, Yan Caiyue was a little dazed - she seemed to have hardly ever worn clothes of this color, and now it seemed that this goose yellow color still suits her skin tone very well.

The boat curtain was pulled open, and Yan Caiyue saw that Chen Ang's boat was still not far away.

"This dress is very suitable for you, young lady!" Chen Ang was obviously paying attention to the situation here all the time. When he saw the beauty appear again, he continued to invite her, "Young lady, can you come over to the boat to have a chat? I can have a chance to apologize."

Yan Caiyue turned her head and adjusted her hairpins, saying, "Mr. Chen is a man who knows how to talk. In that case, I will respectfully obey your command."

When Chen Ang saw that she agreed, he was immediately delighted. He quickly ordered the boatman to bring the two boats closer. He also ordered people to prepare wine and food, and personally welcomed Yan Caiyue onto his boat.

Seeing this, the sisters of the fishing family were a little worried, but seeing that Yan Caiyue looked calm, they did not say much, but whispered to Xiaoyuan to take good care of her wife: "Miss Xiaoyuan, the young master of the Chen family is not as kind as he seems, you better be careful!"

Xiaoyuan was not a native of Yucheng, so she didn't quite understand the Chen family's affairs, but since someone mentioned it, she nodded.

After boarding the Chen family's boat, Yan Caiyue looked around and saw that the furnishings inside the boat were elegant, and every detail showed the sophistication of the wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River!

As soon as she sat down casually, a set of jade wine utensils was brought to her.

"Yan Caiyue" has never been a shy person. She took the wine glass handed to her by Chen Ang, took a sip, and praised, "Good wine."

Seeing that she liked it, Chen Ang was even more delighted and said with a smile, "This is the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that my family brewed. If you like it, I will have someone prepare a few jars and send them to your house later."

Yan Caiyue raised her eyes to look at him, with a hint of teasing in her eyes: "Sir, you are very generous. However, I haven't introduced myself yet, how do you know where my house is?"

Chen Ang heard this, and the "heat" on his face that had just disappeared came back, and even his ears turned slightly red: "Miss Yan's craftsmanship is well-known in Yucheng. My sister once asked you to embroider a picture for her."

Holding the sandalwood folding fan in his hand, he frowned slightly, as if thinking about who the other person was talking about.

After a long while, Yan Caiyue tapped the tabletop with her fan, and suddenly realized something: "Is your sister Chen Sanniang?"

"Exactly!" Chen Ang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief at this moment - it's good to be able to establish a relationship, but don't think of yourself as a bad person!

Yan Caiyue saw the other person's expression. She didn't show it on her face, but thought to herself: Rumors really can't be trusted. It is said that the young master of the Chen family is shrewd and arrogant, but today he looks like a fool.

Afterwards, the two of them drank a few glasses of wine together and chatted for a while, and Yan Caiyue decided to get up and return to her boat.

When Chen Ang heard her say she was leaving, he became even more anxious, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously. He could only suppress his emotions and pretended to be relaxed: "Although the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful,

But if you don't have someone familiar to lead the way, you might miss a lot of beautiful scenery. If you don't mind, I'm willing to be your guide and take you on a tour in my spare time."

Yan Caiyue glanced at him with a hint of deep meaning in her eyes: "Mr. Chen is so enthusiastic, I am a little flattered."

Chen Ang felt a little embarrassed by her gaze, and quickly explained: "Madam, please don't misunderstand me. I just... just feel that I have a good relationship with Madam Yan, and I want to do my best to be a good host."

She was quite outgoing and after just a few words she changed her address from "Miss Yan" to "Mrs. Yan".

Yan Caiyue chuckled and said no more. She just lowered her head and played with the wine glass in her hand, looking lazy and casual.

Seeing her like this, Chen Ang felt even more uneasy, but he didn't know how to continue the topic.

This young master, who was always calm and self-possessed, now somewhat "hated" himself for being so quiet.

"Okay!" Yan Caiyue met Chen Ang's annoyed look and said happily, "Just wait until I'm free before you can go out!"

"Yeah!" Chen Ang nodded hurriedly.

Looking at him, Yan Caiyue always felt that he looked like the puppy that "she" had once raised, but suddenly she felt a pain in her head - had she ever raised a puppy? Or was it the puppy raised by the imperial concubine?

The confusion of her memory almost made her lose her footing. In addition, the boat shook slightly, and Yan Caiyue tilted to the side.

"Be careful!" Although Chen Ang was two steps away from Yan Caiyue, he was a martial artist after all. He quickly stood beside the other person and supported Yan Caiyue.

Yan Caiyue gently placed her hands on her temples and slightly moved her head, trying to get rid of the slightly bloated and painful feeling, but it seemed not to be very successful.

"Madam Yan, are you feeling unwell?" Chen Ang was obviously worried, but he didn't dare to offend Yan Caiyue, so he could only support her in vain!

The white and slender hand rested on Chen Ang's wrist!

Chen Ang's hands are broad and rough, with distinct knuckles and a dark complexion.

Yan Caiyue's hands are slender and soft, her skin is as white as snow, and her fingertips are long.

Although their hands were not truly clasped together at this moment, just "placing" them together like this gave a wonderful feeling.

The depth of black and the purity of white meet in the air, like the collision of night and day, both contradictory and harmonious.

The man's hand was half-clenched into a fist, and the woman's hand was placed lightly on the wrist, with her fingertips slightly curled up, as if conveying a silent dependence.

"Madam, are you okay?" Xiaoyuan's words broke the silence at the moment.

Also awakened were these two people who seemed to be trapped in a mystery!

Yan Caiyue blushed for a rare moment. She coughed lightly to hide her discomfort, then let go of Chen Ang's wrist.

As for Chen Ang, he still had his hands around Yan Caiyue, supporting her.

"I'm fine!" Yan Caiyue distanced herself from Chen Ang, "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Chen. I'll leave now!"

Before the other party could reply, she added: "The osmanthus wine you promised must be delivered sooner!"

Chen Ang, who was originally feeling a little disappointed, suddenly brightened up!