When Jian Xing returned home, her face felt inexplicably hot for some reason, and she always had a pounding feeling in her heart.
Damn, what's going on?
Why did that guy take the initiative... She actually felt like she was being flirted with?
You don’t really fall in love with him, do you?
No, impossible!
It's impossible for them to be together. If it weren't for the system task and her need for energy, maybe they would have divorced long ago.
Thinking of this, Jian Xing felt an indescribable irritation in her heart!
No matter, go take a shower first and let everything take its course!
The next day.
As soon as Jian Xing got up, she smelled the aroma of rice, which made her stomach growl.
She stretched herself and walked out slowly.
I saw a slender figure working in the kitchen. I don't know if it was an illusion, but I suddenly felt that the kitchen had become too small.
But inexplicably, I feel like time has passed.
Mr. Chen looked at Dean Hong and said, "You have something to do with him?"
"Not leaving?"
"Thank you very much."
"Dean Hong, I'm sorry for your trouble."
Chen Laowei was stunned for a moment, a little excited: "Really?"
"Why are you so early?"
Mr. Chen was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "As long as you are happy."
"Mr. Chen, are you awake?"
"Ayu is here, come in quickly."
A small pot of millet, a plate of mustard shreds, and two fried eggs look simple, but feel inexplicably warm.
"Xiao Yang, are you here to see Mr. Chen?"
When she came back after finishing everything, she saw Yang Yuheng sitting at the dining table, eating breakfast elegantly.
Dean Hong smiled, looking a little unnatural: "When do you plan to come to work?"
Anyway, just go to the venue and the rest is none of her business.
Chen Yan lowered her eyebrows, pursed her lips and said nothing.
"You shouldn't have been so arbitrary in the first place."
Dean Hong looked happy and excited: "Then I won't disturb you, there are still things to deal with."
"Um."
Chen Yan looked at Mr. Chen, her eyes were red, and her voice was choked with sobs: "It's because Yan'er was unfilial and couldn't stay with you."
Bah, bah, bah, what kind of infatuation are you doing so early in the morning?
Mr. Chen frowned slightly and sighed: "I will communicate with him about this."
"This issue……"
"good."
Jian Xing took a sip of porridge and refused without thinking: "I don't want to make trouble."
"clear."
Yang Yuheng glanced at Dean Hong lightly: "Is there anything wrong with Dean Hong?"
"Grandpa, I won't leave. I will stay with you from now on."
"Yes, Grandpa!"
"……All right!"
Dean Hong looked at Yang Yuheng, looking a little embarrassed.
"You have to observe during this period. If you feel any discomfort, you must bring it up as soon as possible."
"Haha, that's right."
Yang Yuheng raised his eyebrows slightly, exuding a dangerous aura: "Why didn't I know?"
"Grandpa, the most important thing now is that you can recover as soon as possible. We will talk about other things later."
Dean Hong laughed and looked around: "Isn't Xiao Yang here yet?"
Chen Yan nodded obediently and smiled sweetly: "It's time to come back. After all, my roots are here."
I saw Mr. Chen looking at Yang Yuheng at the door with a kind face and waving to him: "Thanks to you this time."
"Brother Yu, you are here."
Chen Yan was silent for a while and looked at Mr. Chen with a smile: "Your granddaughter is so outstanding, are you afraid that she can't find a good man?"
"Am I still suspended and waiting for punishment?"
"Oh, it's nothing. It's just..."
"Oh, you're welcome."
Mr. Chen nodded knowingly, but was a little curious: "Where is your wife?"
Yang Yuheng glanced at him faintly, but his tone was cold: "I'm not a cat or a dog that's always around! If I'm not here, I can still live my life well..."
Mr. Chen sighed with emotion: "Yuheng is already married, and you still missed it after all."
Yang Yuheng looked at Dean Hong expressionlessly: "Mr. Chen's case is an exception."
Dean Hong was choked and looked a little ugly, but he still had no choice but to say: "Xiao Yang, that matter was a misunderstanding. I have already clarified it in front of everyone. Look..."
"don't want!"
"Well, that makes sense."
Jian Xing sat down opposite him, a little curious: "Do you want to go out today?"
Mr. Chen: "..."
"Yeah?"
Chen Yan looked at Yang Yuheng with a smile and a gentle and sweet voice: "Thank you for your hard work."
But I was thinking, is this guy in a good mood today?
Why do you feel that your cooking posture is so cool?
"Well, it's good for you and harmless."
Jian Xing was stunned for a moment, then turned and left.
"Okay, let's go!"
"Going to the bathroom."
"The old man wants to thank you in person!"
In the hospital:
"Grandpa, you're fine."
Chen Yan was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Mr. Chen to ask this question, and shook her head helplessly: "No, I'm busy, how can I have time to think about this!"
"such a pity……"
"Well, I want to go over and see Mr. Chen."
"Mr. Chen, it's like this. Xiao Yang has been on vacation for a long time, and I want him to come back to work. But he...well, there's nothing I can do about that. Can you say a few words of kindness here?"
However, just as he was about to walk out of the ward, he saw Yang Yuheng walking over from a short distance away, causing him to pause slightly and look at him with a smile.
"You have the intention, don't blame yourself."
Dean Hong: "..."
"So I have to go?"
Mr. Chen leaned on the bedside and smiled happily: "Grandpa is very happy that you can come back."
Yang Yuheng looked at her deeply: "You come too!"
"Dean Hong, you should know very well who picked the thorn."
"oh."
"No!"
Yang Yuheng glanced at Chen Yan indifferently, and his eyes fell on Mr. Chen on the hospital bed: "Are you feeling sick?"
Yang Yuheng looked back and said in a sexy hoarse voice, "Wash up and come over for breakfast."
Chen Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment and an unknown meaning. She lowered her head and smiled bitterly: "Maybe we are destined to be different!"
Mr. Chen nodded in agreement, but as if he had thought of something, he looked at her thoughtfully: "Yanyan, do you have a boyfriend?"
"woke up?"
Jian Xing paused slightly and nodded.
At this time, Dean Hong's nervous and flattering voice sounded at the door: "I feel relieved to see that you are okay."
Yang Yuheng responded calmly and walked to the sofa aside.
As she finished speaking, her hands clenched tightly and then quickly released.
Jian Xing patted his forehead in frustration and walked into the bathroom.
Chen Yan on the side froze, a trace of astonishment and disbelief flashed in her eyes. Why did grandpa want to see Brother Yu's wife?
"Yanyan, when your brother Yu's wife comes over later, you have to thank her properly."
Mr. Chen looked at Chen Yan aside and pointedly said: "It's thanks to her that grandpa came back from the hell gate this time! She is indeed a good girl with a good heart and skillful hands, and she is worth learning from you!"
