The old housekeeper said, "What are your plans for this young lady?"
Ji Fanli glanced at the old housekeeper and said, "I'm tired today, go down and rest."
The butler remained silent, only bowed his body and made no movement.
Ji Fanli ignored him completely and walked up the corridor.
The doctor checked Lin Wutong's condition and said he only had a slight cold. He should take some medicine and get a fever, and he would be fine tomorrow.
The two men stood silently in the room, and Ji Fanli sat down on a chair nearby.
Xu An asked aloud, "How are you?"
Ji Fanli stood up and said, "Let's go out and talk."
Inside the study.
Ji Fanli was sitting on the executive chair, looking a little depressed.
"What's going on?" Xu An asked.
Ji Fanli pinched both sides of the bridge of her nose with her unbroken hand and said, "It's still those people from France."
Xu An also sat down on the sofa next to him, leaning on the back of the chair with one hand, and said, "What is their purpose? The people who were shot in France last month were also these people, right? They don't want your life this time.
.”
"Here in China, they don't dare to make too big a fuss."
Ji Fanli probably felt that the medicine on her body had worn off, and her brows furrowed slightly in pain.
Xu An glanced at him and said, "How did your bodyguards handle it?"
Ji Fanli closed her eyes slightly and said, "It's not their fault. I told them to stay away today."
Xu An glanced at him in surprise, "You really don't want your life. Those people in France want your life, but you only want this woman's tenderness now." Xu An said teasingly.
Ji Fanli leaned back on the chair, closed her eyes and chuckled softly, "Aren't you and that Su Mo able to fight against Mr. Qian for her? This is just me?"
"Ha." Xu An leaned his head on the back of the sofa and said as if he was mocking himself, "Then there must be a place to put this tenderness. Her heart is not with me. She remembers the old lover from the past.
It’s so deep.”
Ji Fanli suddenly opened his eyes as if he was suddenly stimulated.
"How are you going to arrange this Huarong? Aren't you afraid that those people will do harm to her?" Xu An said.
"I can still protect her now. When I can't protect her, I'll think of other ways."
"Aren't you going to tell her about the shooting in France?"
"I don't want her to get involved in this circle. She lives a good life here. I can protect her now, so I will stay by her side. If I can't protect her in the future, I will leave automatically."
Xu An stared at him, with some solemn thought in his eyes, and said, "How did such deep feelings come from?"
Ji Fanli leaned her head back, put a hand on her forehead, and said, "I don't know. I met her once when I was a child, and then I saw her again in her school. After that, I thought
There is no intersection, but——”
Xu An smiled softly and said, "I didn't expect you would be here today. When you played with the feelings of other female models and they jumped off the building for you, you didn't expect you would be here today, right?"
Ji Fanli leaned her head on the back of the chair and smiled slightly.
Xu An sighed lightly, stood up, looked at Ji Fanli and said, "You should be more careful. There are not many people with your blood type in China. If it happens again like last time in France, I don't think it will be that good."
With your luck, you can save your life again." After a pause, he added, "At least think about the insurance companies. If you are shot, they will be frightened for a quarter."
"Humph." Ji Fanli chuckled softly.
Xu An walked over and patted him on the shoulder. Ji Fanli stretched out her hand, gave him a high five, and then said, "Thank you."
*On the morning of the second day of that day, Lin Wutong woke up and didn't know where he was for a moment. He ran out of the house and looked around for Ji Fanli.
Fortunately, I saw him down the hall.
One of his arms was hanging around his neck, he raised his head and looked at her, smiling slightly at her.
Lin Wutong immediately ran down and wanted to throw herself into his arms, which she did, but Ji Fanli could only hug her back with one hand.
"never mind."
Lin Wutong raised her head to look at him. Ji Fanli wiped her cheek with one hand and said, "Fool, I said it was fine."
"what happened to your hand?"
"There is a slight bone fracture, it will be fine in a month."
"Yes." Lin Wutong replied calmly and hugged his waist tightly with both hands.
*Lin Wutong has been concentrating on researching various bone soup recipes recently. Even when he was on the set, he was holding a mobile phone and flipping through it constantly. This matter made Xiaoya quite puzzled, and she asked aloud, "Rong Rong
, are you taking supplements recently?"
"Ah? Oh, no."
"Actually, I have wanted to say this for a long time. Rong Rong, although I have always felt that you are not fat, but according to your proportion, you are still the same. You have everything you should have, so Rong Rong, you don't want to
If you think about plumping yourself up, it’s not good for you. It’s very fatal for an artist to gain weight.”
Lin Wutong raised his head and looked at her blankly.
Xiaoya said, "Aren't you making these soups just for yourself?"
"Ah -" Lin Wutong replied, then turned away and asked, "Xiaoya, do you know what kind of soup is best for people with fractures?"
"Oh, this, I heard from my grandma that drinking soybean stewed bone soup is the most nourishing thing." Xiaoya nodded, "When my grandma passed away, she left me an unforgettable note.
Here’s the secret recipe.” Xiaoya said it truthfully.
Lin Wutong looked concentrated, "Can you tell me this secret recipe?"
"Ah? Ah!" Xiaoya was frightened, and then said, "Oh, oh, I called my mother and asked her to look for it."
"Yeah." Lin Wutong replied.
*Aaron has been feeling irritable these past two days, for no other reason than that HT’s little actress and beauty take the elevator in the parking lot that goes straight to the roof almost every day at noon, and then walk in with a cup in hand that smells weird.
Decoction.
This is understandable, but the problem is that if things go on like this, even his boss seems to be a little unable to resist, and from time to time, those soups and medicines will reach him.
Ji Fanli grew up abroad, so she is not very keen on these traditional medicinal foods. Even people like Aaron, who studied and lived in South Korea as a boy, can't stand the smell of these.
Lin Wutong put his sunglasses on his face, got out of the car, entered the parking lot and took the special elevator.
Ji Fanli was sitting in the office, talking on the phone, and seemed to be dealing with something. Aaron stood next to him. When Lin Wutong came in, he bent down politely and said, "Miss Hua."
Ji Fanli seemed to have seen her coming in and waved, asking her to come over. Lin Wutong pursed his lips and gestured to what he was carrying, and then pointed to the room next to him with a smile.
His office area on the upper floor has almost everything. There is a gym next to it, and there is a bathroom and a non-smoking kitchen on one side of the room.
Lin Wutong went into the kitchen and placed all the vegetables he bought in the refrigerator. Then he took out the ingredients to be used one by one and placed them in the pressure soup pot on the side. He also made some side dishes and prepared to stir-fry them. The rice was on the side.
The rice cooker on the side was cooking safely. When Lin Wutong first came in, most of his utensils were new and looked like they had not been used at all. He probably took them when he got up in the morning.
Warm a cup of milk and drink it.
There was the sound of the door closing outside the room. Aaron should have left. Lin Wutong filled the dishes and brought them to the table.
Ji Fanli's broken hand was hanging on her neck, but her white shirt was still straight and straight, and her whole person still looked like it was glowing slightly.
The two of them sat down at the table to eat. Ji Fanli never talked much at the dinner table.
Lin Wutong said tentatively, "I made some soup in the pot. It may not be ready until later in the afternoon. When the time is up, I will send you a message. Remember to drink it."
Ji Fanli's hands holding the vegetables paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."
Lin Wutong stopped holding the vegetables with his hands, then put the vegetables over in a bowl and ate without saying anything.
"What's wrong?" Ji Fanli asked, as if he sensed something was wrong.
Lin Wutong shook his head and said, "It's nothing."
Ji Fanli put down the bowl and chopsticks, then looked at her with a smile and said, "If you have anything to tell me..."
Lin Wutong looked at him and said, "If you don't like the soup, you should tell me."
She actually didn't know it. Every time she brought the soup, Aaron took away more than half of it. She didn't know what the result would be.
Ji Fanli frowned slightly, and then said, "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I'm not used to it."
"Yes." Lin Wutong replied.
Ji Fanli stared at her and sighed slightly.
There were very few people coming and going in his office. Aaron usually arranged for reliable people to clean up the dishes. Lin Wutong had to clean the dishes and chopsticks himself after eating.
Lin Wutong still had an announcement to make in the afternoon. After washing the dishes and chopsticks, he took off his gloves and walked out. He wanted to sleep on the sofa for a while and then drive over to answer the announcement in the afternoon.
When he walked out, Ji Fanli was sitting on the sofa. When he saw her coming out, he waved to her and asked her to come over.
Lin Wutong walked over and sat down next to him, and could feel the faint smile on his face.
"I'll drink all the soup from now on, okay?"
Lin Wutong turned his head to look at him, frowned slightly, and said, "They said those soups are good for the bones, so I made them."
Ji Fanli nodded and said, "Okay, I know."
"Will you drink it in the future?" Lin Wutong asked.
Ji Fanli looked at her with a slight smile and said, "I won't lie to you."
Lin Wutong laughed, wrapped his hands around his neck, trying not to touch his broken arm, closed his eyes and said, "I want to sleep."
Ji Fanli moved her head over and placed it on his shoulder, and then said, "Tell me the time and I will call you later."
"Yeah." Lin Wutong smiled and reported the time to him, then held his waist with both hands and wanted to fall asleep.
The aroma was almost non-existent, but it smelled really good. Lin Wutong unconsciously raised her head and kissed his chin.
Ji Fanli chuckled, lowered his head, met her lips, and kissed her.
His kiss was also similar to the fragrance, and if it was there or not, Lin Wutong couldn't help but wrap his hands around his neck.
In the dim light, the two kissed quietly.
"Sleepy." Lin Wutong said drowsily, her cheek fell on his shoulder and she fell asleep.