People often compare surprises to the spices of life, but for Jing Zeheng, he has recently enjoyed surprises as a staple food.

Looking at the neatly arranged cutting and engraving machines, he finally couldn't help but ask, "You can even cut gemstones?"

Shen Fanyin sighed, took out the lapis lazuli, and said, "Actually, lapis lazuli is not a gemstone, its mineral structure is more similar to jade."

Jing Zeheng didn't care what kind of stone this thing was, what he cared about was, "You can even carve?"

"I learned a little bit when I was in school," Shen Fanyin smiled at him, "Professor Li from the jewelry design department next door is the best at cutting and carving, and he lives next door to my master's house, and I used to learn a little bit of fur from him."

Jing Zeheng looked at her with tenderness in his eyes, and he didn't hesitate to praise: "You are so amazing."

"I like a lot of things, and I've learned a little bit about everything." Shen Fanyin sat down at the table, holding a marker pen and drawing cutting lines on the lapis lazuli.

Jing Zeheng walked up to her and lowered his eyes to watch her movements.

His hand rested casually on the edge of the table and landed right in front of her eyes.

Shen Fanyin drew a few dividing lines, and Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of his hand.

She was stunned for a moment, and her eyes lit up: "Brother, this stone is really good, let me make you a ring?"

Jing Zeheng couldn't believe his ears: "Give it to me?"

Shen Fanyin raised her head, her bright eyes fell on his face, and she explained, "In fact, if it weren't for the auction, the price of this lapis lazuli would have at least doubled...... I know it's definitely not worth as much as what you usually wear, but I really can't afford it, and if you don't dislike it, I'll give it to you?"

She's been thinking about giving Jing Zeheng something lately, but her wallet doesn't allow it.

Now that she saw this lapis lazuli, she suddenly had an inspiration.

Although the price is not high, it is her heart.

How can Jing Zeheng dislike it?

He stretched out his hand directly, "Then you measure."

Shen Fanyin reached out and took the soft ruler, and was just about to measure him, when he suddenly remembered: "Hey, no, it's not appropriate for me to give you a ring, you let me think about it again, I'll give you a separate one."

She was also dizzy, and when she saw Jing Zeheng's hand, she wanted to say that she would give him a ring, but she forgot that he had someone he liked.

In this case, it would be too abrupt to give a ring.

Jing Zeheng saw that she was about to put down the soft ruler, and immediately pressed her hand: "You make a pair, can you?"

He knew her character, and if she didn't give her anything, she would be saddened.

Instead of worrying her or suffering her wallet, it is better to ask for this gift.

Moreover, the ring she made is of great significance.

"That's fine." Shen Fanyin thought for a moment and nodded, "Do you know the size of my sister-in-law's fingers?"

Of course, it's no problem to send a pair, just treat it as a meeting gift to your sister-in-law, and she doesn't have to have a psychological burden at all.

Jing Zeheng pondered.

After a while, he glanced at Shen Fanyin's hand and said vaguely, "It's about the same as your hand."

"Hmm......"

Shen Fanyin pricked up his hand and pondered for a while before saying, "Then I'll do it according to the size of my middle finger, if it's small, you can wear it on your ring finger, and if it's big, you can wear it on your index finger, if it's not suitable, it's easy to change the size."

"Okay." Jing Zeheng took a sip and handed her his hand again, "Quantity."

The soft ruler was slightly cool, bypassing his middle finger and faithfully recording his measurements.

He looked down at her, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

In the bright light, her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings. Weak, boneless hands fiddled with his fingers, tickling him. They went straight from the banquet site to pick up the machine, and when she got home, she didn't remove her makeup, and the eyeliner she picked up added a sultry look.

A strand of hair landed in her ear, and he was about to reach out to pluck her hair, but she withdrew it.

Putting down the soft ruler, she tucked the broken hair behind her ear, and pulled a pen to tie her long hair into a bun

and then write down the size of his middle finger in a notebook.

Her haphazardly twisted bun is fluffy and slightly messy, but unexpectedly cute.

With an "ok" gesture at him, she asked, "Do you have any requirements?" Or does my sister-in-law have any special preferences?"

"Nope." Jing Zeheng looked at her bright smiling face and replied, "You look at it, you just like it."

"I like customers like you who respect designers." Shen Fanyin chuckled, stretched out with his hands against the edge of the table, "Then I'm going to start work, brother, you go back and rest."

This was the first time she had given him an eviction order, and Jing Zeheng was a little puzzled: "I can't watch it?"

Shen Fanyin pointed to the machine next to him: "I'm going to cut stones, it's very noisy."

"I don't ......"

Before Jing Zeheng could finish his sentence, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Uncle Wang pushed the door in, looked at them and smiled slightly, "Young Master, Mr. asked you to come over."

Jing Zeheng sighed lightly and said to Shen Fanyin, "Then I'll go over first, you work carefully, don't get hurt."

"Don't worry."

Jing Zeheng doesn't have to think about it to know what his parents are looking for him.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked into the door of the living room, he heard Yan Ya's voice: "Jing Zeheng, what are you doing today? Obviously, Luo Jing and Yinyin have a common topic, why do you want to destroy it?"

Jing Zeheng's face did not change color, and his heart did not beat: "Huh? Blind date? Aren't they talking about work today?"

He walked slowly to the sofa and gave Yan Ya a puzzled look.

Yan Ya was so angry by his reaction that she stomped her feet: "Talking about work is just an excuse for Luo Jing!" Such a natural excuse is ruined in your hands, and you let me say what is good about you?"

Jing Zeheng sat down on the sofa and replied very calmly, "Oh, I don't know."

Yan Ya: "...... You don't feel guilty?"

"Nope."

Jing Zeheng poured himself a glass of water and took a sip before saying, "I thought Luo Jing was really talking about cooperation with Fanyin - his project was not good for Fanyin, and it would take a lot of effort to gain more than it would lose, so I refused."

Jing Yao suddenly frowned, and shook his head again and again: "I want to calculate Yinyin before we are together, I personally oppose this marriage."

Jing Hui glanced at him and reminded, "You've already objected once."

Jing Yao said calmly, "This time it's emphasis."

Hearing this, Jing Zeheng couldn't help but glance at Jing Yao.

After thinking for a moment, Jing Zeheng said, "Let it be, I think Luo Jing is about dealing with Sanskrit on errands, if he really likes it, how can he use that kind of unpopular project to get closer to Sanskrit Yin?"

As he expected, Jing Yao's brows furrowed even tighter after hearing this.

Jing Zeheng picked up the cup and pretended to drink water, blocking the smile on the corner of his lips.

"It seems that this is the only way to do it now," Jinghui sighed lightly, "Ah Heng, we are leaving the day after tomorrow, don't just care about work, keep an eye on the situation on Luo Jing and Yinyin's side."

"Of course."

The family meeting was dissolved in a hurry, and Jing Zeheng just wanted to go back to find Shen Fanyin, but was stopped by Jing Yao.

"Ah Heng, wait a while, I have something to tell you......