Finally seeing the child's smiling face, Jing Zeheng breathed a long sigh of relief, and his hanging heart was put down.

"Brother, I'll invite you to dinner."

"Okay." Jing Zeheng responded and asked her, "What to eat?"

"I'll take a look."

Shen Fanyin turned around to take his mobile phone, but caught a glimpse of a slightly familiar figure in the afterglow.

Her brow furrowed, and she rubbed her eyes and looked again, but the shadow was gone.

"What's wrong?" Jing Zeheng's heart that he had just put down hung again.

Shen Fanyin hesitated a little: "I seem to ...... I saw Qi Jin."

"Qi Jin?" Jing Zeheng also frowned.

Shen Fanyin looked at it for a while and shook his head: "It should be dazzling."

Qi Jin should be in a mental hospital, it is impossible to appear here.

She didn't take it to heart and looked down at her phone.

She didn't care, but Jing Zeheng couldn't rest assured, so she simply dialed Qi Yan's phone directly.

"Jing Zeheng, you old scumbag!"

"Give me food. Sleep. Medicine, you're crazy!"

"Lao Tzu is millions per minute, and you let me sleep for a day and a night? Are you still a human being?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Qi Yan's irritable abuse came out.

Jing Zeheng calmly turned down the volume of his mobile phone to the lowest, and waited for half a minute before asking, "Where is Qi Jin?"

「…… You took the initiative to call to apologize...... Yes? You ask Qi Jin?"

Qi Yan's voice stopped abruptly, and he was silent for a long time, saying, "So you didn't call me to apologize?"

Jing Zeheng: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

「……」

"Jing Zeheng, you ......"

After grinding for three minutes, Jing Zeheng finally hung up the phone and said to Shen Fanyin, "Qi Yan said that she is still in the hospital, she should have seen it wrong, don't worry."

Shen Fanyin nodded, curious, "Is he confiding his heart to you?"

In three minutes, her brother only spoke ten words, but the voice on the other end of the phone never stopped.

Qi Yan is really infatuated.

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Facing her gossip eyes, he pressed his eyebrows with a headache and changed the subject: "Aren't you going to invite me to dinner? What to eat?"

Shen Fanyin smiled meaningfully, and said very cooperatively, "There is a good breakfast shop nearby, let's go."

Inviting someone to breakfast, Shen Fanyin did it for the first time.

Total consumption: 16.5 yuan

She paid the bill, and explained to Jing Zeheng with a sincere look in her eyes: "It's early in the morning, and only the breakfast shop is open."

Jing Zeheng deliberately teased her: "Qingshan Residence also has breakfast."

Shen Fanyin: "Brother, I advise you to be kind and don't embarrass me."

As a sign of sincerity, Shen Fanyin gave her vegetarian buns to Jing Zeheng, and took away the tea eggs he had just peeled.

Jing Zeheng smiled dumbly.

The child may not want to give him steamed buns, she should just be too lazy to peel the eggs.

Coming out of the breakfast shop, Shen Fanyin was satisfied, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's been a long time since I've eaten breakfast so down-to-earth."

Since she moved into the Jing family, three meals a day are ridiculously exquisite, and she really misses the fireworks in the streets and alleys.

Before she could finish speaking, the Maybach on the side of the road let out a low whistle and pulled her out of the smoke.

Shen Fanyin turned his head to look at the culprit: "Brother, are you dissatisfied with me?"

"No, it's out of place for the car to be parked here."

「……」

Shen Fanyin glanced at the army of battery cars and bicycles parked nearby, and believed his nonsense.

It's out of place. Not only the car, but the person in front of him has nothing to do with the pyrotechnics.

However, what made her feel unreasonable was that she pulled Jing Zeheng to eat breakfast at a roadside shop, and his pampered stomach had no silk since he was a child

It was not suitable, but it was her, who was directly knocked down by gastroenteritis.

"It's not scientific, it's not scientific......"

Shen Fanyin leaned weakly on the sofa, supported the corner of his forehead with one hand, and expressed his opinion angrily: "It must be that I haven't rested well recently, not because of breakfast."

Looking at her pale little face, Jing Zeheng was distressed. Putting a warm baby on her lower abdomen, he said, "Maybe you wore a skirt in early spring and caught a cold."

He glanced at the blood on her leg.

If she had gone out in trousers yesterday, at least she wouldn't have been injured.

Shen Fanyin symbolically glanced at his mobile phone: "The temperature in Ancheng is twenty degrees, is it strange to wear a skirt?" That's what my peers all wear."

As she spoke, she glanced at him with wide eyes, as if to say: You are old, you don't understand the world of young people.

Jing Zeheng didn't raise the bar with her, turned to Uncle Wang and said, "Clean up her cloakroom, put away all the clothes that shouldn't appear in this season."

He also glanced at her, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "You can put it in a cabinet above 1.8 meters."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Say she's short, right?

You're tall, why don't you go to a professional basketball team?

Uncle Wang stood where he was, not moving.

He is experienced, and whenever there is such a disagreement, the last person to back down must be the young master.

So, why do useless work?

He was old and not very tall, and he neither wanted to toss nor climb ladders.

To his surprise, in this matter, Jing Zeheng was unexpectedly firm, and the sentence "Let the second aunt tell you" made Shen Fanyin lose her temper at all, and obediently let Uncle Wang take her out of her skirt a few days ago.

Maybe it's because I've been too tired from work recently and I'm in a bad mood, Shen Fanyin tossed around for a week before he recovered.

She was recuperating at home, and Jing Zeheng rarely went to the company. Although he worked in the study all day, the thought of her not far away made him feel much better when he handled his work.

On the third day after Shen Fanyin recovered from his illness, she handed him a small box at breakfast.

"Huh?" Jing Zeheng put down the coffee cup and looked at her with inquiring eyes.

Shen Fanyin smiled sweetly: "I made a pair of cufflinks with garnets that I found before, brother, I'll give it to you."

Of course, she knows what the reason why Jing Zeheng has rarely even left the house recently.

It's nothing more than worrying about her, afraid that she will have an emotional breakdown at home.

Originally, she was going to accompany him, but somehow, the person who was taken care of became herself again.

He is out of love, but he still has to take care of himself.

I'm sorry for him just thinking about it.

So she took out the garnet, which was originally intended to be used as an accessory for the wedding dress of the competition, and first made him a cufflink chat to express her gratitude.

She said, "Brother, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Jing Zeheng opened the box, and the burgundy glow of garnet came into view.

Looking at this gift, he was happy, but also helpless.

Reluctantly convincing himself to pretend not to know her intentions, he said, "It's okay, do your job well, don't always bother with me."

Shen Fanyin took a sip of milk, the milk foam touched the corners of her lips, and she smiled and nodded: "Okay, I know."

Before breakfast was finished, there was a sudden noise of trucks passing by outside the door.

Jing Zeheng frowned suspiciously, slightly dissatisfied: "What's the matter?"

Uncle Wang didn't move, looked at the time and said, "It should be Miss's things delivered."

Shen Fanyin was stunned on the spot: "My? I haven't even had a courier lately, so I sent it by mistake, right?"

Uncle Wang looked at her and smiled mysteriously: "That's right, it's really your thing."

Shen Fanyin: "......?"