Children are particularly sensitive to the word "child", and their awkward appearance seems to be the exclusive name of someone.

Jing Zeheng smiled at the corner of his lips, and he supported himself on the wall beside her ear. He leaned over and looked straight at her, and asked, "I'm only in my twenties, what's not a child?"

Chen Fanyin stared at him, his waist straight: "I've grown up long ago!"

She didn't even notice it herself, because of this movement, her breasts also stood up.

After drinking, her cheeks were dyed with a light blush, like a peach, making people feel urged to take a bite.

“…”

Horrible.

He withdrew his hand and stood up and glanced at her: "Then aren't you also my second uncle's child? I'm right."

Chen Fanyin: “…?”

She was not drunk, she heard it very clearly. What he just said was "my child"!

Seeing that she was obviously full of doubt but did not speak up, Jing Zeheng felt helpless.

她不说话,他就没办法解释.

At this moment, Cheng Ye passed by and saw this and said, "Mr. Jing, what you just said is indeed 'my child'."

Jing Zeheng took the opportunity to "um" puzzledly, and then said to Chen Fanyin: "Sorry, I'm drinking, maybe I missed my words when I've spoken."

沉梵音:“……”

No wonder she felt that her brother was weird today, especially the wall bump just now, which scared me to death.

After experiencing Su Mu's drunkenness, Chen Fanyin thought that Jing Zeheng's person who just missed words was already a very good wine dish.

She reached out her hand silently and held his arm.

Her considerate made him feel relieved. I knew that the juncture had passed, so I let her support herself and return to the private room.

Their private rooms were still peaceful and joyful. Seeing that Jing Zeheng came back with Chen Fanyin, the people at the table immediately stood up, some laughing and saying that they added bowls and chopsticks, and some were doing some shifting their seats for Chen Fanyin.

Jing Zeheng had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, pulled Chen Fanyin to sit down, pouring water for her and asked in a low voice: "Are you drunk?"

"No." Apart from her slightly red cheeks, she didn't look like she had drunk any alcohol. "I'm fine, brother, don't worry about me."

"Um."

Jing Zeheng responded, but ordered a bowl of soft, sweet and sweet fruit porridge for her, and then continued to talk to others about work.

The topic they talked about was serious and very professional. Chen Fanyin couldn't understand it. He drank fruit porridge in small sips, feeling like a child who came out to have a free meal with his elders.

There was suddenly a shrimp in the bowl. She turned her head and saw Jing Zeheng peeling the shrimp while talking about those cold and professional terms.

His fingers were slender and clean, and he moved slowly. In a moment, he put a white and tender shrimp into her bowl.

He did it naturally and did not intend to hide his favoritism for her in front of his subordinates.

Realizing that she was looking at him, he smiled slightly: "Eat slowly."

Chen Fanyin responded softly, lowered her eyes and continued to drink porridge as her little transparent.

She was a little transparent person, and no one else took the initiative to talk to her, and even the topic was not directed at her. It seemed that the agreement was normal, and doing business with Shenghua was all based on strength, and even the boss didn't have to please her.

Chen Fanyin couldn't eat it after drinking half a bowl of porridge. He was a little bored and his eyes fell on the red wine glass beside Jing Zeheng's hand.

Look, it tastes better than the honey water in front of her.

She turned her head and looked at him. He turned slightly and was talking about software with the people beside her, but her attention was not on her. The others were looking at Jing Zeheng, and no one looked at her at all.

She quietly stretched out her hand and slowly moved towards the wine glass.

When her fingertips touched the slightly cool goblet, she carefully moved the cup and hooked it in front of her.

Take a sip, it’s sweet, without any smell of wine.

She couldn't help but look at Jing Zeheng.

With just this wine, can he be drunk so much that he misses his words when speaking?

Chen Fanyin smacked her tongue and silently judged Jing Zeheng's alcohol tolerance in her heart - it was similar to Su Mu.

A certain general who was seriously discussing the software development process with Jing Zeheng suddenly saw a smile on the corner of Jing Zeheng's mouth. His voice stopped abruptly, wondering if he had said something ridiculous.

Jing Zeheng raised his hand to signal him to pause, turned his head and glanced at the child who was secretly drinking his wine, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"puff……"

Chen Fanyin was startled and her cheeks were slightly red.

Jing Zeheng patted her back and saw that she had put down her chopsticks long ago and asked, "Don't eat it?"

Chen Fanyin was caught on the spot and was so embarrassed that she shook her head repeatedly: "I'm full."

Jing Zeheng rubbed her head: "Wait for me a while."

"Um."

Chen Fanyin responded, but he had no opinions at all.

Jing Zeheng said a few more words to them and looked at the time. It was half past ten.

He said, "Let's get here today and let's break up."

Why did it end so early? Everyone knew it, and no one stopped him, and they stood up and prepared to leave.

The group left Jiangling Club. Cheng Ye happened to come back and said to Jing Zeheng: "Mr. Jing, those women have been sent to the police station. The leader was detained for five days and the remaining criticism and education. The Yin family knew about Yinzhou's ridiculous things and was mixing doubles."

Jing Zeheng refused to say anything and turned his head to ask Chen Fanyin: "Can you do it?"

Chen Fanyin lowered her eyes and said, "It's already very good. After all, being a mistress doesn't break the law, and cheating can only be considered a moral issue."

Anyone dares to do illegal things, let alone mere moral condemnation.

Face is not an essential organ for many people. They don’t want it, and she can’t give them the importance of being shameless one by one.

Seeing her like this, Jing Zeheng whispered: "If you are unhappy, then there will be no end."

"Um?"

Jing Zeheng smiled softly, but without explanation, he opened the car door and signaled her to get in.

Chen Fanyin looked at him in confusion, and saw his dark eyes deep, as if everything was under control.

She felt at ease for no reason and stopped asking questions, and was short of her body and the car was gone.

Jing Zeheng gently brought the car door, said a few words to Cheng Ye before he walked around to the other side of the car and sat next to Chen Fanyin.

The driver started the car and said without waiting for her to ask him: "Tomorrow you go to Duan's hometown and tell him about this matter. Whether you want to tell Duan Qingxin is their business. Don't interfere too much, so as not to be criticized in the future."

"What then?" Chen Fanyin asked.

"Then it depends on how Yin Zhou chose." Jing Zeheng said with a chuckling, "There are many ways to punish scumbags. Fanyin, don't be angry about such a person, he is not worthy."

"Um."

Jiang Ling Club is a bit far from home, nearly half an hour's drive away.

Chen Fanyin thought about it all the way, but she didn't understand how Jing Zeheng would deal with Yin Zhou. She couldn't figure out his style of conduct, but it was certain that Yin Zhou would definitely be miserable.

After returning home, she had not dried her hair after taking a shower, the door was knocked.

She opened the door and saw Jing Zeheng standing outside the door with a bottle of red wine and two glasses.

He asked, "Drink some more?"

Chen Fanyin looked at him, his eyes full of doubt: "Are you okay?"
Chapter completed!