Finally seeing the child's smiling face, Jing Zeheng breathed a sigh of relief and relieved his heart.

"Brother, I'll treat you to a meal."

"Okay." Jing Zeheng responded and asked her, "What should I eat?"

"Let me see."

Chen Fanyin turned around and took his cell phone, but the light caught a familiar figure.

Her brows couldn't help but frown, and she rubbed her eyes and looked over, but the shadow had disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Jing Zeheng's heart, which had just been relieved, hanged again.

Chen Fanyin hesitated a little: "I seem to... see Qi Jin."

"Qi Jin?" Jing Zeheng also frowned.

Chen Fanyin looked at it for a while and shook her head: "It must be dazzled."

Qi Jin should be in a mental hospital and it is impossible for him to appear here.

She didn't take this matter to heart and looked down at her phone.

She didn't care, but Jing Zeheng was worried, so she simply called Qi Yan directly.

"Jing Zeheng, you old scumbag!"

"Give me some An Sleeping Medicine, you're crazy!"

"I'm a few million every minute. Do you let me sleep for a day and a night? Are you still a personal one?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Qi Yan's irritable and insulted circulated.

Jing Zeheng turned the volume of his phone to the lowest level with a calm look on his face, and waited for half a minute before asking, "Where is Qi Jin?"

"...You took the initiative to call to apologize...ah? You asked Qi Jin?"

Qi Yan's voice came to an abrupt end, and he was silent for a while and said, "So you are not calling me to apologize?"

Jing Zeheng: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

“…”

"Jing Zeheng, you..."

After three minutes of stuttering, Jing Zeheng finally hung up the phone and said to Chen Fanyin: "Qi Yan said she was still in the hospital, so he probably read it wrong, don't worry."

Chen Fanyin nodded, and was curious: "Is he expressing his heart to you?"

In three minutes, her brother only said ten words, but the sound on the other end of the phone never stopped.

Qi Yan is really infatuated.

Jing Zeheng: “…”

Facing her gossipy eyes, he pressed his eyebrows with a headache and turned to the topic: "Don't you want to treat me to a meal? What to eat?"

Chen Fanyin smiled meaningfully and said in a cooperative manner: "There is a good breakfast shop nearby, let's go."

It was Chen Fanyin's first time doing something like inviting someone to have breakfast.

Total consumption: RMB 16.5

She paid the bill and explained to Jing Zeheng sincerely: "It's only the breakfast shop that is open early in the morning."

Jing Zeheng deliberately teased her: "There is also breakfast in Qingshanju."

Chen Fanyin: "Brother, I advise you to be kind and not to make things difficult for me."

To show sincerity, Chen Fanyin gave her vegetarian buns to Jing Zeheng and then took away the tea eggs he had just peeled.

Jing Zeheng laughed in silence.

The child may not want to give him buns, she should just be too lazy to peel eggs.

After leaving the breakfast shop, Chen Fanyin was satisfied and couldn't help but sigh: "I haven't eaten breakfast so down-to-earth for a long time."

Since she moved into Jing's house, all three meals a day have been ridiculously exquisite. She really misses the fireworks in the streets and alleys a little.

Before she could finish her voice, the Maybach on the side of the road whistled and pulled her out of the fireworks.

Chen Fanyin turned to look at the culprit: "Brother, are you dissatisfied with me?"

"No, it's because the car parked here and it's really out of place."

“…”

Chen Fanyin glanced at the electric bikes and bicycles parked nearby and believed his nonsense.

It's really out of place. Not only the car, but the person in front of him has nothing to do with the fireworks.

However, what made her feel unreasonable was that she pulled Jing Zeheng for breakfast in a roadside shop. He had been spoiled since childhood and had no discomfort at all. Instead, she was knocked down by gastroenteritis.

"Unscientific, this is not scientific..."

Chen Fanyin leaned weakly on the sofa, holding his forehead with one hand, and expressed his opinion with a breath of breath: "It must be that I haven't had a good rest recently, it's not the fault of breakfast."

Looking at her pale face, Jing Zeheng felt very distressed. He put a warm baby on her belly, and he said, "It may be that you were wearing a skirt in early spring and caught a cold."

He glanced at the blood marks on her legs.

If she had gone out wearing long pants yesterday, at least she would not have suffered a wound.

Chen Fanyin symbolically glanced at the phone: "The temperature in Ancheng is 20 degrees. Is it strange to wear a skirt? My peers are all wearing this."

As she spoke, she looked at him with her big eyes, as if she was saying: You are old, you don’t understand the world of young people.

Jing Zeheng didn't argue with her, turned around and said to Uncle Wang: "Clean up her cloakroom and put away all the clothes that shouldn't have appeared in this season."

He also glanced at her, and his lips raised slightly: "Just put it in a cabinet above 1.8 meters."

Chen Fanyin: "..."

She's short, right?

Why don’t you go to a professional basketball team if you are taller?

Uncle Wang stood there without moving.

He is experienced. Whenever there is such a disagreement, the person who gives in the end must be the young master.

So, why do you need to do useless work?

He is old and not tall, so he neither wants to bother or climb ladders.

What surprised him was that in this matter, Jing Zeheng was unexpectedly determined. With a sentence of "Let Second Aunt tell you", Chen Fanyin was so angry that he lost all his temper. He obediently let Uncle Wang put away the skirt that had only taken out for a few days.

Perhaps I am really in a bad mood recently because I have been working too much recently. Chen Fanyin's minor illness took a week to recover.

She was recuperating at home, and Jing Zeheng rarely went to the company. Although she worked in the study all day, when she thought that she was not far away, he felt much better when handling work.

On the third day after Chen Fanyin recovered from illness, she handed him a small box during breakfast.

"Hmm?" Jing Zeheng put down his coffee cup and looked at her with inquiring eyes.

Chen Fanyin smiled sweetly: "I used the garnet I found before to make cufflinks. Brother, I'll give it to you."

Of course she knew why Jing Zeheng rarely even had his home recently.

It's just that she is worried about her, afraid that she will be emotionally broken again at home.

She was originally going to accompany him, but somehow the person being taken care of became herself again.

He has been heartbroken, but he still has to take care of himself.

I feel sorry for him if I think about it.

So she took out the garnet that she originally planned to use as a wedding accessories for the competition, and first made him a cufflink to express her gratitude.

She said, "Brother, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Jing Zeheng opened the box and the burgundy light of the garnet came into his eyes.

Looking at the gift, he was happy, but helpless.

After reluctantly convinced himself to pretend that she didn't know her intention, he said, "It's fine, do your job well, don't always worry about me."

Chen Fanyin took a sip of milk, and the milk bubbles touched the corners of her lips. She smiled and nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Before I finished my breakfast, I suddenly heard the noise of a truck passing by outside the door.

Jing Zeheng frowned in confusion and looked a little dissatisfied: "What's going on?"

Uncle Wang didn't move, looked at the time and said, "It should be the lady's thing that has been delivered."

Chen Fanyin was stunned and said, "My? I haven't even delivered a courier recently, did you deliver the wrong delivery?"

Uncle Wang looked at her and smiled mysteriously: "It's your thing, it's really yours."
Chapter completed!