Many times, people think that something is important is not because it is really important, but because something that is really important has not appeared.

For example, now, everyone has forgotten that they still have to discuss marriage with the Luo family, and their attention is all focused on Jing Zeheng's secret love for six years.

"I think we should not force Aheng too much. What if he takes a detour and ties the girl home?"

After dinner, four elders gathered in the study and discussed this issue seriously.

Yan Ya took a sip of tea and continued, "What will I wear when the trial is held? He must have an interview with him after he is sentenced. I am most afraid of that kind of occasion, and everything I say is wrong."

Shen Xin looked at her with complicated eyes, trying to think about this problem from her perspective—

Well, I really don't know what to wear.

Jinghui was busy comforting his little wife: "Don't worry, wife, you will cut off your relationship with him then, and we won't go."

"Although it's a solution, Aheng and I have known each other for 30 years, and I don't want to see him go astray." Yan Ya sighed and said, "Forget it, don't urge him. Let's talk about the matter with the Luo family."

Adhering to the principle of sharing my brother's worries, Jing Yao took out his cell phone and said, "After now, I can only ask Ahan what he means. What if he can chase Luo Ning?"

A cross-border video was called and it took a long time to connect.

Jing Muhan just arrived at seven o'clock in the morning and he was already in the school laboratory.

Looking at his father on the screen of the phone, he said straight to the point: "Dad, are you back from my honeymoon with me, Aunt Shen? I have enough money, so you can go there for another two months."

Before Jing Yao could speak, a soft female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ahan, I brought you breakfast, you should eat it."

Seeing Jing Muhan bit the sandwich with a girl's hand, Jing Yao didn't even want to say anything.

He now deeply understood what Jing Zeheng said - his sister is indeed cuteer than his younger brother.

Not only is the younger sister more cute than the younger brother, but the daughter is also more considerate than the son!

Seeing his little cotton jacket, he was preparing a wedding dress for her sister-in-law, but this broken son insisted on falling in love at this time, which gave the original possible solution and died.

After evading this alone, he completely ignored Jing Muhan's words that he should transfer money, and threw a sentence "Take good care of other girls" and hung up the phone.

The only hope was extinguished, and the four of them looked at each other and were silent.

I don’t know how long it took, Yan Ya looked at Shen Xin and asked, “My brother and sister, Yin Yin doesn’t have a boyfriend, right?”

Shen Xin couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's harder to ask her to find a boyfriend than to let Aheng marry Luo Ning. She...it's all my fault after all."

Jing Yao felt distressed and patted her back to comfort her: "Don't be sad, wife, it's not your fault? Yinyin is not in a hurry, let's take it slowly."

"Yes, brother and sister, don't worry, Yinyin is still young and is stubborn. Maybe it's better to meet someone she falls in love with at first sight in the future." Yan Ya also quickly comforted her.

Shen Xin forced a smile, thought about it for a while and said, "I think she has been better recently, and she has become harmonious with Ah Heng... but Mrs. Luo mentioned yesterday that she wanted her to go on a blind date with Luo Jing, but she refused."

"Yinyin hasn't seen Luo Jing before? It's normal that she doesn't agree with just one name."

"I remember Luo Jing was studying jewelry design? He was in charge of Luo's jewelry company. He and Yinyin are both designers, so there should be common topics, right?"

"And the boy of the Luo family has a good temper. I watched him grow up, so this child can't be wrong."

"Why..."

Seeing that both sons could not count on him, Chen Fanyin suddenly became the hope of the whole family.

The whole family was unaware of this, and was lying in the bathtub, holding the old mobile phone, struggling to death.

In just two short sentences, she deleted and wrote, and she was so troubled that the heat made her dizzy before she sent it out.

"Your bracelet has been donated. I calculated the total value of those gifts and will gradually donate them to charity."

After seeing this news, Jing Zeheng almost couldn't resist the urge to slap himself.

It was because he was too rash and didn't choose the time to give her a gift, which added such a heavy financial burden to her.

He can't remember how much those gifts cost, two million or three million?

No matter how much it is, it is something that Chen Fanyin can't afford now.

He regretted it, but unfortunately there was no medicine for regret.

He was furious and the door was knocked.

"Brother, are you asleep?"

The sound of Shen Fanyin came from outside the door, which was soft and could instantly relieve all boredom.

Jing Zeheng responded, and walked to open the door while tidying up his clothes.

She was wearing a white nightgown with a long hem to her ankle, a circle of lace on the neckline and cuffs, and looked like a little princess who walked out of medieval oil paintings.

Her cheeks were red, her hair was still wet, and she was soft on her shoulders. Taking off her delicate makeup, she was like a porcelain doll, looking obedient and soft.

Jing Zeheng's voices were lighter, as if he was afraid to scare her: "Why don't you blow your hair after taking a shower? Don't catch a cold."

"Well, it's a little hot." Chen Fanyin responded casually and raised his cell phone to him, "Brother, you haven't given me an account yet."

She refers to the money for shooting lapis lazuli today, but how could he ask for it?

He said: "Don't give it to you, just use it as a New Year's gift, so I won't buy it for you again."

"Ah? That won't work, this is too expensive." Chen Fanyin frowned.

She held the New Year's gift with 35,000 yuan.

Jing Zeheng looked at her and said silently for a moment: "It's not expensive, you should spend more time when you turn around and make wedding dresses for my wife."

Chen Fanyin: "I have seen people who give gifts to doctors and please teachers, but this is the first time I have seen someone who gives red envelopes to the designer. Brother, are you afraid that I will deliberately make my sister-in-law's waist two inches smaller than her and let her tie it?"

“…”

Jing Zeheng glanced at her small waist that was not full of snatching: "You won't."

Chen Fanyin smacked her tongue gently: "Don't believe me too much, I don't believe in myself."

Jing Zeheng just smiled and said to her: "Okay, go back and blow dry your hair, don't catch a cold again."

Chen Fanyin stood still and didn't move: "Account."

"It's said to be used as a New Year's gift."

"Then I'll go get the money tomorrow."

“…”

A minute later, Jing Zeheng looked at the 35,000 extra in his account and had a headache.

So, don't ask him why he hasn't caught up with her for six years. Ask her, she is not interested in everything he has.

But she was still smiling at him: "Brother, I'm back, good night."

"Wait." Jing Zeheng stopped her.

"Um?"

Jing Zeheng looked at her down and asked, "If that girl is not interested in everything I have, how can I catch up with her?"

Chen Fanyin blurted out: "Have you ever thought that she might not be uninterested in everything you have, but simply not interested in you?"

“…”
Chapter completed!