This sleep was not comfortable, Shi Yin felt that he had only squinted for a short time, and then a servant came to knock on the door and shouted for dinner.

She got up from the sofa in a daze, just thinking about whether she would catch a cold if she fell asleep like this, but when she came back to her senses, she only felt warm all over, and when she looked up, she actually turned on the air conditioner.

I took my phone and looked at the time, and at eight o'clock in the morning, I slept for less than half an hour.

Qi Jiahe sat at the head of the bed, scrolling a book with one right hand and reading, his eyelids drooping down idly, at first glance, it seemed like he was asleep.

The servant was still knocking on the door, and the voice came through the door panel: "Young master, young lady, it's time for breakfast." ”

Shi Yin glanced at Qi Jiahe, and saw that he didn't mean to answer, so he had no choice but to raise his voice and respond: "I know, I'll come." ”

There was no movement outside the door.

Qi Jiahe leisurely turned a page of the book, and said lightly: "Those who know think you are sleeping, and those who don't know think you are in a coma." ”

Say she slept to death?

Shi Yin walked to the side of the bed, stretched out an arm at him, and gestured to help him out of bed, "Thanks to you for turning on the air conditioner, I slept naturally and deeply." ”

Qi Jiahe put down the book and glanced at her expressionlessly, "What to do?"

"Help you get out of bed. Shi Yin replied as a matter of course.

He frowned at her, as if looking at a suspicious object, "Sleepy? Who said you can't touch a man?"

Shi Yin explained in a low voice: "It's okay through the clothes." ”

Would she have survived to this point?

Qi Jiahe didn't appreciate it, he looked at her outstretched hand with some disgust, silently closed the book on his lap, then got up on his own, got out of bed calmly, and said: "Don't bother you, I hurt my hand, not my leg." ”

Shi Yin withdrew his hand, looked at his back, and muttered in a low voice: "It's okay." ”

Qi Jiahe stretched out his right hand and took his coat, and replied expressionlessly: "I can hear it." ”

Shi Yin was silent, and saw him standing in place with his coat and looking at himself, and hurriedly went up to help him get dressed.

While serving him, she suddenly remembered something, so she thought about it, and finally asked: "If it weren't for last night's incident, I wouldn't come to this family dinner, how are you going to explain it to the family?"

Qi Jiahe lowered his eyes and glanced at her, and his tone was not salty or light: "Said that you broke your leg and it was inconvenient to come over." ”

Shi Yin almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood directly.

"Are you going to lie too?" she buttoned him while carefully observing his expression, and she was thinking about Xiao Jiujiu in her heart.

"You haven't lied when you're so old?" Qi Jiahe didn't bother to look at her again, and looked ahead expressionlessly.

Shi Yin pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and still spoke: "I was too impulsive that day, and then I thought about it and felt that I should have a good talk with you." ”

Qi Jiahe didn't answer for a while, and when she finished buttoning all the buttons, she said: "It's not too late." ”

Shi Yin raised his head and met his eyes.

His eyes are deep, like cold stars shining in a cold night, and they seem to have the magic to penetrate people's hearts.

Shi Yin didn't speak again, raised his hand to straighten his collar, turned around and opened the door.

I don't know why, the moment she looked at each other, she suddenly felt a sense of panic.

The family banquet lasted all day, and breakfast was just the beginning.

At the dinner table, Shi Yin saw all the people of the Qi family at the same time for the first time.

The dining table is a very traditional table of eight immortals, the eldest Qi Zhengrong sits on the main seat, opposite Qi Jiahe, the current ruler of the Qi family, Shi Yin Zhanguang sits beside Qi Jiahe, Jiang Ying sits on Qi Zhengrong's right hand, and Qi Dongqing, Qi Qingshu and Qi Shaoyu sit in order of seniority, and Qi Peipei, the youngest of whom sits on Shi Yin's right hand.

Since it is a family banquet, the meal is naturally more grand than usual, although it is just breakfast, but the intentions of the Qi family's chef can be seen from the presentation alone.

The dinner table was also harmonious, probably because of Qi Zhengrong's face, Qi Qingshu didn't pick the thorn of Shiyin in the end.

Qi Peipei was very excited, and kept talking to Shi Yin, but the things on the plate were not touched much.

Qi Zhengrong was the happiest, first looked around, as if he was very satisfied that his family could get together today, and when he saw Shiyin, his eyes inevitably stayed for a while.

Shi Yin knew that the people at this table were the only ones who were outsiders, and they didn't think about making any show, so they buried their heads and ate silently from beginning to end.

Halfway through eating, someone still asked, "Third brother, you don't look very good today." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes at the dinner table invariably turned to Qi Jiahe's face, only Shi Yin slowly raised his head and looked at the person who said this-Qi Shaoyu.

The other party didn't seem to notice her gaze at all, just half-jokingly smiled and continued: "You are usually busy with work, if you are not physically convenient, you can say it, don't hold on." I'm sure grandpa can understand it. ”

Qi Peipei stared at Qi Jiahe's face for a long time, and her face was also worried, and she echoed and said, "Yes, third uncle, your lips are so pale, isn't there anything uncomfortable?"

"It's just a late night's sleep, it's not a big deal. Qi Jiahe said lightly, without even raising his eyelids, and then ate.

"Don't rely on your youth to work hard, Dad is old, you are the pillar of our family, but pay attention to your body. Jiang Ying said this, her eyes showed concern, and the worry on her face didn't seem to be fake.

Hearing this, Qi Zhengrong paused for his chopsticks, looked at Qi Jiahe, and said, "Is there really anything uncomfortable?" Why don't you let Dr. Xu come over and check you out?"

Qi Jiahe raised his eyes and looked over, only to see that the old man had already frowned, and his face was full of seriousness, obviously looking like he was facing a great enemy.

Old Man Qi loves his grandson, that is something that everyone knows, among the three grandsons and one granddaughter, the one he values and distresses the most is Qi Jiahe, who is now sitting in the position of the head of the family.

"What do you think, I'm in good health. Qi Jiahe lightly retracted his gaze and gestured to Shi Yin.

Shi Yin understood, immediately leaned over, picked up the steamed shrimp dumplings on his right hand with chopsticks, and put them into the bowl in front of Qi Jiahe.

Then, repeating the action, she gave him another piece of roasted wheat.

Qi Jiahe waited for her to sit down, and then lowered his eyes and put the dumplings in his mouth.

Everyone was distracted by her action, and the atmosphere was a little lighter.

However, Qi Qingshu, who had not spoken before, took a sip of porridge leisurely, and mentioned it as if unintentionally: "Isn't my brother and daughter-in-law a cook, the third child is really uncomfortable, just let her make some food for her, her own family is easier to use than outsiders." ”

Before Shi Yin could speak, Qi Jiahe, who had just swallowed the dumplings, opened his mouth: "I am married to a wife, not a servant." ”