His voice was much, much quieter than it had just been, but his tone was ...... But resolutely not like words.

Han Jingnian didn't say anything, didn't look back, and didn't even hesitate to take steps under his feet, and went directly to the bathroom in the living room.

On the contrary, it was Xia Goodnight, who was standing at the door and calling them to come to dinner, and said softly to Han Zhijin, who had not yet gotten up: "Get up quickly, the food will not taste good when it is cold." ”

In the past, when facing this woman named Xia Wanwan, Han Zhijin, who always looked disgusted and fierce, stood up from the ground according to Xia Wanwan's words in a surprisingly well-behaved manner.

Because he had been kneeling for too long, his knees were so sore that he stood in place for a long time before he reluctantly limped towards the door of the study.

He is not stupid, of course he knows that the reason why his little uncle changed his attitude is because of this woman named Xia Wanwan. If it weren't for his little aunt, he really liked this woman, she sacrificed her life to save Youman, took care of him last night, and helped his mother today......

Han Zhijin struggled in his heart for a while, and when he passed in front of Xia Goodnight, he still muttered in a low voice: "Although I am very reluctant to say this, I still have to say ...... to you"

Han Zhijin became much more serious with a somewhat complaining tone: "Thank you, Miss Xia." ”

Xia Wan'an unexpectedly glanced at Han Zhijin: "......" this stinky boy, since she returned to China, the first time she talked to her!

"However, don't think that if I say thank you to you, it means that I accept you, in my heart, no one can compare with my little aunt, you are still not worthy, I won't scold you at most......"

Xia Wan'an didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and finally she simply threw a sentence at Han Zhijin, "Wash your hands!" Then he walked to the restaurant.

When entering the restaurant, Xia Wanwan glanced back at Han Zhijin behind him, only to see him bent over, rubbing his knees, and grinning cold.

Seeing this scene, Xia Wan'an stopped, she thought for a few seconds, and finally turned around and went to Han Jingnian's bedroom, and then turned over a ointment to invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis in the medicine box.

Back in the restaurant, Zhang Tezhu had already served a meal for everyone, and Han Zhijin sat next to Zhang Tezhu and touched his knees from time to time.

Xia Wan'an walked to Han Jingnian's side, pulled out a chair and sat down, and threw the ointment in his hand in front of Han Zhijin: "You take this medicine, apply it to your knees after eating, and it should be fine tomorrow." ”

Han Zhijin let out a "oh" and didn't even look at Xia Wanhao.

Xia Goodnight, who had long been accustomed to his attitude towards Xia Wanwan, greeted everyone for dinner without care.

After everyone moved their chopsticks and their attention was not on themselves, Han Zhijin quietly raised his head and glanced at Xia Goodnight, who was sitting opposite him, and after a while, he fell on the medicine that Xia Goodnight had just thrown on the table......

Looking at it, he somehow suddenly remembered that when he was in high school, when he was in class in the morning, he inadvertently sneezed, and then he kept having a runny nose, and in the afternoon, Xia Wanhe came to school, threw a packet of cold medicine on his desk, and told him that he would feel better if he drank it.

Obviously, they are two completely different people, but just now he saw the shadow of his little aunt in this Xia Wanwan woman......

If only she could be his little aunt!