Hein cleared her throat and looked away from her face: "You signed that agreement, and I am now your benefactor." Have you ever seen a woman who is kept by a wealthy owner who spends her days dressed in tatters and running out on the street to hand out leaflets? ”

Jian Fan opened her mouth and stammered, remembering the agreement, she asked with a bitter face: "Can I not fulfill ......?"

"No way!" Hai Yin pinched her face hard, pinched her to the point of screaming, tears flashed in her eyes, she covered her cheeks and dared not speak angrily, her wet black eyes were wide open, and her face was full of grievances.

Turning around, Hai Yin signed a check and told Jian Fan to put it away.

Jian Fan glanced at the numbers on it, and even the numbers after the decimal point were not bad. Hein is indeed synonymous with omnipotence in her mind, and nothing in the world can stump him.

After a while, Jian Fan remembered it consciously: "That's right, Mi...... I mean, the lady, why didn't she continue to trouble me? ”

Half-lying on the sofa playing mobile games, Hein snorted without raising her head: "When she sees me, what do she dare to say?" ”

"Why is she afraid to see you?"

Eliminating a line of rainbow candy, Hine threw away her phone and hugged her to her: "Her husband was killed in the hotel parking lot, do you know who is the person who is with him in the hotel room?" It's my mother. ”

The news was so exciting that Jian Fan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Patted her on the back, Hai Yin took the initiative to change the topic: "If you go back to school, what major do you plan to study?" ”

"Uh......"

"Anyway, your mathematics, physics and chemistry are messy, and the literature and history are also a mess, I think you still pick up painting, and you can change careers to design in the future."

lowered her head in shame, Jian Fan couldn't refute it, he was not wrong at all, she had no temper, no personality, no ability, and she was what people often call a three-nothing person.

However, after her dazed and disorderly life was broken up and recombined by Hai Yin so strongly, Jian Fan could finally see the path in front of her. She plucked up the courage to look at Haiyin's beautiful eyes: "You gave me a check, can I give you an IOU?" When I finish my studies and graduate, I will work hard for three or five years...... Even if it takes ten years, I will definitely give you back. ”

"Okay, if you want to write, you can write."

Putting down the big stone in her heart, Jian Fanxi diligently took Hai Yin's hand and thanked him, the heavy stone of debt was removed, her breathing suddenly became lighter, and the whole person felt a lot more comfortable.

Hai Yin's eyes turned to her: "The debt is solved, and then I have to help you pay for your tuition, I have helped you so much, how can you thank me well?" ”

His voice was so ambiguous that it was too foul, and Jian Fan felt that his ears were about to get pregnant, and stammered: "How can I thank you?" ”

"Well, let's just pay for it."

With a red face and dodging Hai Yin, who rushed towards him, Jian Fan whispered, "...... I'd better keep making IOUs. ”

While Hai Yin was not paying attention, Jian Fan secretly took out a small notebook from his coat pocket and wrote on it seriously:

[I went to hand out flyers today, I was almost hit by a car, and I was unhappy. 】

[Hein lost his temper less today than yesterday, did something happen that made him happy? 】

[The bank's debt is paid off very quickly, thanks to Henn. But I owe him a lot of money, and I don't know when I will be able to save enough. He said he was my benefactor...... Is there such a kind money owner in the world? 】

The tip of the pen stopped under the "gold master", and a few strokes were bolded to put a big question mark.

"Jian Fan! Where did you run again? Come and warm my bed—"

Put the notebook back, Jian Fan staggered over, Hai Yin took off her clothes and lay on the bed, her thin and powerful body at a glance. He patted the vacant space around him, and when she slowly climbed into bed, Hein immediately hugged her from behind, moved her legs to clamp her, and rubbed comfortably against her neck.

"If you die slowly, you will have the consciousness of being fostered in the future, do you know?" After saying that, Hein yawned, closed her eyes, and soon came the sound of long, steady breathing.

Waiting and waiting, half of his body was numb, and Jian Fan turned his head carefully.

Looking at Hai Yin in the night up close, her eyes reflected his beautiful eyebrows, less sharp than before, and the soft lines made him look more accessible.

God was fair and gave him a blessed good look and did not give him a good temper.

But people still approach him with moths to the flames, because he is the unique Hein von Prince.

Although Jian Fan is a little sluggish, she is not really a fool.

What Hai Yin did for her, she saw in her eyes, not unmoved.

The ghost sent the gods, Jian Fan approached and kissed the corner of Haiyin's lips quickly.

Her face turned red and covered her mouth, Jian Fan burned all the way from her palm to the soles of her feet, her body stiffened and her brain lay blank for a while, she thought she would be so nervous that she couldn't sleep, but her body seemed to have adapted to his body temperature and was used to being surrounded by his breath.

It didn't take long for Jian Fan to fall asleep.

Early the next morning, a comfortable nest was arranged for Labrador in the living room, and Jian Fan changed into a coat and went out.

Before getting out of the car, she was kissed domineeringly by Hai Yin on the back of her head for a long time, and Hai Yin lazily licked the corners of her mouth: "Okay, go down, remember to say what I taught you." ”

Jian Fan was very embarrassed, and floated into the restaurant with a feverish face.

Facing the foreman's unsmiling face, all the words he had thought of were blocked in his throat, and Jian Fan said his thoughts for a long time.

Stopping what he was doing, the foreman asked Jian Fan why he asked for an adjustment of his working hours, and agreed without saying anything.

That's what you promised?

Didn't reprimand or even fire her? Jian Fan walked around behind the foreman with a confused face, like a human-shaped leg pendant.

The foreman sighed helplessly, and poked a pen at her head: "Wake up!" What should you do, don't dangle in front of me, beware of me deducting your salary. ”

Covering her head, Jian Fan smiled, this is the foreman's reaction, her heart fell back into her stomach, and she happily ran to change into a restaurant uniform.

Originally, Hai Yin planned to let her quit all her part-time jobs, but Jian Fan begged for mercy and flattery, and finally simply let go and took the initiative to send him to the door to let him bully enough, and her face was pinched so swollen and painful, which made the big demon king relax.

Hai Yin went to train during the day, and Jian Fan went to work in the restaurant, only working during the day and ending in the evening. After going back, Jian Fan will also prepare for next year's SAT exam. Picking up the book again is simply torture for a scumbag like Jian Fan.

Jian Fan knelt at the table with tears in her eyes, the number symbols swirling and jumping in front of her eyes, they knew her, but she didn't know them.

Hai Yin comfortably nestled in the sofa to play PSP, the game sound effects were particularly realistic, those screams made Jian Fan's scalp tingle, and when she raised her eyes, it was a terrifying and terrifying game picture, Hai Yin's cold gaze immediately pierced her like an awl.

It's scary QAQ! Jian Fan desperately immersed himself in hard reading.

The restaurant is doing good business and the tables are full.

Jian Fan and the other waiters were busy with their feet on the ground. Holding the tray of seafood soup, she almost bumped into the guest when she turned around, and she quickly bowed her head and apologized.

Mick held the tray and gently gave her a shoulder so she could stand firmly.

Seeing each other, Jian Fan suddenly became nervous, took a small step back unnaturally, and squeezed out a sentence: "Huan, welcome, sir, how many of you?" ”

Mick smiled, like a spring breeze, he looked around the crowded scene in the restaurant, and said in a very gentle voice: "No, I'm not here to eat and drink coffee, I'm here to find you, Xiao Fan." ”

Ask the other waiters to take care of her, Jian Fan and Mick stood in the back alley of the restaurant, the silence made her breathless, and she just wanted to finish her words quickly and leave.

"Say whatever you want, I have to go back and order the customer."

Mick frowned slightly, and his melancholy expression made people can't help but worry: "Xiao Fan, I know everything that happened the day before yesterday, and I apologize to you on behalf of my mother." ”

"Huh?" Jian Fan remembered, she waved her hand, "No need to apologize, Auntie will think of unpleasant things when she sees me, I don't blame her, really." ”

What Mick didn't say was that when his mother returned to the hotel, she made a big fuss, scolding his dead father and then scolding him, scolding him for provoking the broom star, and causing his own family to be unlucky.

For her mother, who has become more and more unreasonable after entering menopause, Mick has no choice but to coax her, listening to her repeat the old things. The death and betrayal of the father became the last straw that broke the mother's nerves, but fortunately there was a prenuptial agreement and the distribution of property, otherwise it would ...... Mick didn't dare to think further.

With guilt for Jian Fan, his voice softened: "I know that you have always been lenient with others, but it is my mother's fault, you don't want to be like her." ”

"I'm not angry, she's your mother." Jian Fan blurted out, realizing that something was wrong, and it was too late to cover his mouth.

Mick's eyes lit up, he stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder, and called her movingly: "Little Fan! ”

"Your father has passed away, and you are the only one of her relatives left...... "Jian Fan said quieter and quieter, "Don't quarrel with her when she's angry, just wait for her to lose her temper." You are her son after all, she has no husband, and if she loses you again, she will collapse. ”

After speaking, Jian Fan patted him on the shoulder very sensibly: "Okay, I have accepted your apology, is there anything else?" It's okay, I'm going back to work. ”

Just as she was about to turn around and go back to the dining room, Mick said in a deep voice behind her: "Xiao Fan, a lot has happened in the past year, and I have been worried that you will have a bad time...... Last time I came to this restaurant, I didn't expect to see you. ”

His eyebrows furrowed a little, and Jian Fan was not very happy. Listening to him say that it seems that she should be having a bad time, she is not mentally retarded, doesn't she know how to take care of herself? But the person who said this was Mick, and Jian Fan couldn't really be angry with him.

"Did you spot me last time?" She remembered that she had hidden it well.

"Hmm," Mick smiled and gestured, "you're hiding behind that potted plant in the corner, aren't you?" I saw it, your eyes were shining at me, I wanted to call you, but I was afraid to scare you. ”

patting his chest, Jian Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you didn't call me, otherwise the foreman would find out that I was lazy, and she would have deducted my money." ”

Mick: "......"

"Little Fan," Mick called her, his melancholy and affectionate gaze seemed to contain a thousand words, "can I come more often in the future?" ”

Jian Fan was stunned and said happily: "Okay." ”

Mick's heart was overjoyed, and Jian Fan added.

"Then can you sit at my desk next time?" Looking to the sides, Jian Fan lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Our waiter has a commission to take." ”

"Good...... Ok no problem. ”。

Hearing the answer she wanted, Jian Fan happily turned around and left, returning to the restaurant for a long time, she suddenly thought, Mick's last words and stops, does he have anything else to say to himself?