Shen Fanyin was indeed very tired, and she couldn't hold back her smile when she went upstairs.

She shuffled back to her bedroom, changed into a nightgown and went into the bathroom.

She turned, unsipping her shoulder strap to look at her wounds.

The redness and swelling have subsided a lot, and a thin scab has formed on the broken area.

It's just that the bruise spreads, half the size of her palm, and the black and purple ones look particularly scary.

She moved her shoulders slightly, straightening her shoulder straps as she walked out the door.

She had barely stepped out of the bathroom door, and before she could straighten her shoulder straps, the door suddenly opened, and a figure flashed in.

Shen Fanyin: "Brother, you are in your own home, is it necessary to act like a thief?" ”

She silently pulled the shoulder strap back into place, her expression rather calm.

She firmly believes that as long as she is not embarrassed, it is not her who is embarrassed.

Jing Zeheng glanced at her delicate and white collarbone, and her ears were a little hot.

He looked away, closed the door and asked straight to the point, "Do you want to go on a blind date?" ”

"What?" Shen Fanyin's voice changed tone, "Brother, are you telling ghost stories?" ”

"If you don't want to, sleep in the bedroom, and no one will call you." He said, "You are hurt, they will not force you." ”

Shen Fanyin instantly understood what he meant: "Thank you, brother!" The grace of saving my life cannot be repaid, or I ......"

Jing Zeheng looked at her, and four words came to his mind-

Make a promise.

"Why don't I give you one?"

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Even if you can't do everything you want in life, it shouldn't be too outrageous, right?

He took a deep breath and pointed to the bed: "Go to bed, and I'll make you a supper when they're gone." ”

"Okay!"

Shen Fanyin trotted all the way to the bed, honestly got into the quilt, and closed her eyes like a baby.

Jing Zeheng didn't leave, but came to her bedside: "Get up and apply medicine to you." ”

"Oh."

There is a life-saving grace, and his repetition did not make Shen Fanyin complain in the slightest.

She sat up again, and obediently turned her back to him.

With one hand holding his hair, his slender neck and smooth white shoulders fell into his eyes.

Jing Zeheng looked at her bruise, and his eyes were full of anger.

He took several deep breaths and finally calmed down a bit.

Sitting down behind her, he gently removed the shoulder strap that was so thin that it would break when he pulled it, picked up the swelling and stasis dissolving spray, and sprayed it a few times on her wound.

"Hiss......" Shen Fanyin shrunk his neck, "It's so cool." ”

Before her words fell, Jing Zeheng's big hand fell on the back of her shoulder.

His hands were hot, and the coldness of the potion was instantly dissipated. Gently rubbing her sore spots, he turned his head to her and asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It's fine."

Shen Fanyin responded to the words, subconsciously turned his head, and saw him frowning slightly, with his eyes hanging very seriously.

He was very close to her, and rubbed her wounds without distraction.

Shen Fanyin only noticed at this moment that there was a scar on Jing Zeheng's left face, near the root of the ear, which was more than an inch long, and he couldn't tell what the injury was. The scar is flat, already shallow, almost blending in with the skin, and it is not noticeable at all from a little distance.

Sensing her gaze, he raised his eyes to look at her: "It hurts?" ”

"No," Shen Fanyin stared at his face and subconsciously asked, "How did you hurt your face?" ”

Jing Zeheng subconsciously touched the scar: "It was scratched by the fight." ”

Shen Fanyin's eyes widened in surprise.

She'd seen him fight, but she really couldn't imagine what it would be like for him to get hurt.

Somehow, she somehow remembered that rainy night again.

She stared fixedly into his eyes, and in his eyes she saw her own reflection.

These eyes......

"What do you think?"

His hand moved away, fingertips running over her shoulders once more, feathers tickling to bring her senses back.

Shen Fanyin felt that her face was a little hot, she looked away in a hurry, and asked softly, "Are you okay?" ”

"Wait a minute."

Jing Zeheng took the bottle of painkiller spray and sprayed it on her, and then said, "Okay." ”

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin lowered her head and hurriedly sorted out the shoulder straps, "Then, thank you, brother, I'm sleeping." ”

"Okay."

Jing Zeheng responded, but did not leave immediately.

He poured her a glass of water and put it on the bedside table, and took her phone that she had casually thrown on the couch.

"Call me if there's something."

"Uh-huh."

Shen Fanyin sat there, holding the quilt and nodding again and again, not even daring to look at him.

Looking at her crimson little face, the corners of Jing Zeheng's mouth raised slightly.

He chuckled and turned away, not saying anything more, leaving her to think for herself.

Shen Fanyin is indeed thinking-

Was she stupid by the word "blind date"?

Otherwise, how could she think Jing Zeheng was like him?

Knocking her head and putting the impossible conjecture behind her, she lay down on her side, pulled up the quilt over her head and slew.

"Ah Heng, what are you doing?" Jinghui frowned and looked at Jing Zeheng, who had been out for more than ten minutes, "Didn't you say go to the toilet?" ”

Jing Zeheng sat back on the sofa with a calm face: "It just happened that the lawyer called, and it was about Fanyin." ”

"Oh," Jinghui's brow furrowed even tighter, "What do you say?" ”

"The staff of the crowdfunding platform accused by Wu Jun does not exist at all, and the so-called special reason cannot be withdrawn, just because of the platform's rules - a one-time large donation takes two to four hours to be regular, so as not to make the wrong donation by mistake."

"In other words, someone pretended to be a platform staff member and took advantage of Wu Jun's unknowings about the loophole of this rule to deceive him?" Jing Yao also frowned.

"Yes," Jing Zeheng nodded, "The mobile phone number is a black number, and the donation account is an overseas account, so there is no trace." ”

Luo Jing was silent for a long time, and suddenly spoke: "Why don't I inquire among my peers to see if Yinyin has offended anyone?" ”

Luo Jing was carefully dressed today, dressed in a white suit, with a straight and dignified posture, and a silver-gray glasses chain attached to the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Looks like a scumbag.

At least how Jing Zeheng thinks he is not pleasing to the eye.

Hearing Luo Jing's proposal, he said lightly: "No need, I have already contacted Zeng Lao, and I am checking her peers." ”

Luo Jing listened to his cold voice, and inexplicably felt that Brother Jing was very hostile to him today.

He hesitated and said: "Zeng Lao is indeed highly respected, but is it too much of a waste of time to conduct such a large-scale investigation?" ”

"I have my own way, you don't have to bother." Jing Zeheng picked up the teacup and directly changed the topic, "The land in the western suburbs can't be sold, I'm useful." ”

"Huh?"

He changed the topic at first, and the other four people were stunned and didn't react.

After a long while, Jinghui asked: "That piece of land is not large, and no matter how good the surrounding environment is, it can't be used for commercial projects, what use are you?" ”

Jing Zeheng: "The golden house is beautiful." ”

Everyone looked at him and frowned.

Why could he say such a scoundrel so seriously?