Some animals are very arrogant, stealing human skins and learning to walk on two feet, thinking that they can really mingle with humans and live the life of higher creatures.

Shen Fanyin's tears couldn't be stopped, no matter how he comforted her, she was still scared to death.

He closed the doors and windows, closed the curtains, and moved the sofa to block the door, but her eyes still looked at the doors and windows from time to time, even if it was the thirtieth floor, she was afraid that someone would break the door or break the window in.

She was extremely mentally exhausted, but stubbornly refused to sleep.

Jing Zeheng poured the powdered medicine into the juice cup, stirred it well, and served it to Shen Fanyin.

He said, "Drink something, lest you have no strength to cry."

Shen Fanyin drank a few sips of juice with his hand, his tongue was numb, and he couldn't even taste the taste of juice.

Jing Zeheng sat back beside her and handed the juice cup to her lips: "Good, take two more sips."

Shen Fanyin took another sip and whispered, "I can't drink it."

"Then forget it." Jing Zeheng put down the cup and patted her back with his big hand to give her a smooth breath.

The flow of time seems to have slowed down.

Shen Fanyin sat there, his brain gradually going blank.

Slowly, she slipped into his arms. His brows furrowed, and his lips were no longer pursed.

Jing Zeheng breathed a sigh of relief, picked her up horizontally and walked into the bedroom.

Wiping away the tears from her face, he dropped a soft kiss on her brow.

"Well, sleep for a while, and I'll take care of the rest."

He brushed the shredded hair from her cheeks, tucked her quilt, and dimmed the sleep light.

Leaving a note on the bedside table, he quietly left the bedroom.

He closed the door, and the tenderness in his eyes was instantly replaced by indifference.

Moved the sofa and opened the door, looking at the people outside the door, his brow immediately furrowed: "Why are you there?"

Qi Yan glared at him, gritted his teeth and asked, "What about Xiao Yinyin? How is she?"

"Sleep, don't make noise."

Jing Zeheng didn't want to pay attention to him, but he was afraid that he would be too loud and wake up Shen Fanyin, who had finally fallen asleep.

Qi Yan directly covered his mouth and said in a muffled voice, "I've been standing for almost an hour, can I go in and sit for a while?"

Qi Yan glanced at the others and turned sideways.

In addition to Qi Yan, Su Mu also came, as well as Uncle Wang and Cheng Ye.

Jing Zeheng originally planned to take advantage of Shen Fanyin's sleep to handle Nie Feng's affairs properly, but with Qi Yan here, it was obviously difficult for him to do anything.

"Give."

Jing Zeheng handed the juice cup on the coffee table to Qi Yan: "There is only one cup of juice left, you drink."

Qi Yan was flattered: "Big brother, this long-lost care makes me think that you may be trying to trick me."

"Don't drink it to me."

"Don't, don't, I want!"

Saying that, he also said politely to Su Mu: "Sister Su, drink it."

Su Mu was worried about Shen Fanyin, how could he have the heart to drink juice? She shook her head irritably: "No need, you drink, I'll lose weight."

"Oh." Qi Yan didn't excuse himself, picked up the juice and drank it all.

A minute later -

Qi Yan: "Huh...... Hoo ......"

Jing Zeheng glanced at Cheng Ye: "Send it to the guest bedroom."

A cup is added to the Ann. Sleep. The juice of the medicine solves the problem of those who should sleep and those who should get out.

Jing Zeheng took a bottle of juice for Su Mu, and then asked, "Is the influence of the store controllable?"

"It's all ordered, they won't talk nonsense," Su Mu held the juice bottle with a serious expression, "How's the sound?"

"Sleep."

Su Mu glanced at the empty cup, rare and smart: "It's also a drink of An. Sleep. You fell asleep with medicine, right?"

"Hmm." Jing Zeheng nodded, and asked again, "Over the years, he hasn't looked for Sanskrit?"

"I haven't looked for it," the corners of Su Mu's mouth hooked up with a sneer, "All the money of his family fell into his hands back then, and his voice was three years high

Later, he was going to college again, and he knew that he couldn't get money from them, so how could he possibly find it? Maybe he saw that Yinyin's fame had become so famous recently."

When she said this, she also had some doubts.

Shen Fanyin is indeed famous, but it is limited to a small circle of people who pay attention to the design of wedding dresses, and people of Nie Feng's age, the young lady who twists his waist and dances can attract him more, right? How could he pay attention to Shen Fanyin?

Jing Zeheng looked at the information Cheng Ye brought, and the coldness in his eyes became even stronger: "Not necessarily."

He flipped through the pictures, furious.

Nie Feng is naturally familiar to him, and he has just seen it not long ago. To his surprise, he had seen Nie Feng's junior.

Not only has he seen it, but Shen Fanyin has also seen it.

Yesterday at the entrance of the theater, the vendor with the child selling balloons.

Shen Fanyin was kind-hearted for a while, but gave them a chance to hurt her again.

Su Mu looked at Jing Zeheng suspiciously, and asked him, "Brother Jing, what's going on?"

Jing Zeheng didn't answer, read the information at a glance and ten lines, and said to Su Mu silently for a while: "I'm sorry that you will accompany Sanskrit Yin here for a while, I have to go out." She's sleeping, and she won't wake up in two hours, so I'll try to get back before she wakes up."

Su Mu nodded again and again: "I take care of her, don't worry."

"Good work."

Jing Zeheng put down the tablet, quietly returned to the bedroom to change clothes, and took Cheng Ye away.

Cheng Ye drove the car, felt the boss's frenzied coldness, and consciously did not mention work, but asked, "Boss, what are you going to do?" Why don't I call a few private security guards over and scare them?"

"You think intimidation is useful?" Jing Zeheng asked rhetorically.

His mind was in turmoil.

Nie Feng is just a small person, a substitute teacher in a training institution, and it is easy to get him out of work or simply kick his daughter out of the hospital.

But what about after that?

Desperate people will not let go of any life-saving straw, and the quick result of the picture is that Shen Fanyin will definitely be harassed by him endlessly.

Cheng Ye pondered for a while and shook his head: "It's probably useless, he's barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, he really makes him anxious, and he may come to harass Miss."

His words are pertinent and reasonable.

Jing Zeheng lowered his eyes and thought deeply, frowning irritably.

He has a way, but if the child knows it, there is a high probability that he will be angry with him.

"This Kariwan, take your wife and children and leave Anseong, and never come back. If you dare to appear in front of Shen Fanyin again, I will ruin your family."

"Good! I'll pack my things now and leave tomorrow!"

Nie Feng was overjoyed, holding the card and bowing to Jing Zeheng again and again.

Jing Zeheng's eyes were full of disgust, and his voice became colder: "Remember, don't appear in front of her again, otherwise I will ask for everything you get back tenfold and hundredfold."

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm never going to look for her again, absolutely not ......."

Out of the hospital, Cheng Ye's eyes were worried: "Boss, I can understand your practice of spending money to buy tranquility, but if the young lady knows...... I'm afraid you won't be able to explain it, will you?"

Jing Zeheng: "Who do I need to explain to when I do things?"

Cheng Ye: "......?"

He always thought that his boss was strict with his wife, but he was wrong?

That's right, how can his boss be afraid of a little girl when he is so decisive?

His eyes were full of admiration, and he was determined to learn from his boss, and he would also stand up when he went home today!

And yet the next second-

"Hey, second uncle, Fanyin's biological father has found her, I'm worried that he will bother Fanyin again, so I sent Wan away...... Well, if you think it's okay to deal with it this way, if the East Window incident happens one day, I'll say that you instructed it."

Cheng Ye: "......"

Is this called no need to explain?

It's called throwing the pot fast enough!