Jing Family.

Jing Muhan stood in front of Jing Yao with a serious face, and his eyes flashed with the light of victory: "Dad, let's be honest, in fact, Shen Fanyin is your daughter, right?"

Jing Yao: "Yes."

There's something wrong with this kid.

He would have asked such a simple question.

Jing Muhan clapped his hands violently: "Haha! I knew it! Sure enough, she is my half-sister! No wonder you and your eldest brother are so good to her!"

Jing Yao: "......?"

This number is considered to be a waste of practice.

Fortunately, he still has a daughter at home, otherwise he would have to have a second child.

Jing Muhan squeezed his eyebrows and threatened him: "Dad, it's not good to hear this thing go out, after all, Fanyin is only six years younger than me, you are cheating in marriage!"

Jing Yao looked at him expressionlessly: "So?"

"So you're going to have to buy me!" Jing Muhan said, "My request is not too much, I was born a person from the Technology Department, and I died as a ghost from the Technology Department, you asked my brother to transfer me back!"

Jing Yao: "Then you die."

Jing Muhan's snorting came to an abrupt end.

Why is his father's reaction different from what he imagined?

Half an hour later—

"Tell me about you, how old is Ah Handu, and you still beat him? Even if you don't think about the child's face, you also take care of your body, just after playing the ball and hitting the child again, do you think your life is too long?"

Shen Xin kneading Jing Yao's sore arm while nagging.

Then she looked at Jing Muhan again: "And you, you can figure it out, and you can write code like crazy?"

Jing Muhan was extremely aggrieved: "Aunt Shen, you really can't blame me for this. I can't find any other reason to convince myself than my half-brother!"

"Convince what?" Shen Xin was puzzled.

"The eldest brother is too good to Sanskrit, too good to be true!" Jing Muhan complained, "He spoke softly to Sanskrit, and when it was my turn, I was cold! He bought milk tea for Fanyin, and gave her the hanging garden in his office!"

Jing Muhan was so depressed that his waist was bent down, and his whole person seemed to be about to wither.

Yan Ya swallowed the melon seeds and patted Jing Muhan: "Just talk, you kneel straight, don't be lazy."

Jing Muhan: "......"

Wasn't the reason he gave enough to get him up from the keyboard?

Yan Ya continued to swallow melon seeds, and said in a reasonable tone, "That's not normal? Who doesn't love a cute and well-behaved sister? What are you a rough old man doing to compete with Yinyin?"

Jing Muhan: "......?"

He doesn't want to compete for favor, he just wants to compete for a position in the technical department!

And, well-behaved? Soft and cute?

You really don't know how piercing that little monster is!

Well?

Wait, he seems to understand again......

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"I'm so unkind to do that."

Shen Fanyin supported the corner of his forehead with one hand, and a little fox-like smile hung on the corner of his lips: "But...... I'm not a good person anyway, whatever."

She has kindness, but not much.

Therefore, we have to save some use, and when we shouldn't use it, we must not waste it.

Wu Ye chuckled: "It's not kind, but it's really money-saving, although it's risky, it's still under control."

"The highest level of saving money is not to spend nothing, but to spend other people's money to do your own thing." Shen Fanyin smiled, "Anyway, it's the enemy's money, I'm very relieved."

Wu Ye looked at her, and finally confirmed the process with her and said, "Then I'll start to implement it, but Miss, you'd better not read Weibo in the near future, so as not to affect your mood."

Wu Ye didn't dare to convey the abuse on Weibo to Shen Fanyin after reading it, and only said "public opinion is unfavorable".

She felt a little sorry for Shen Fanyin, this girl seemed to have to be scolded every once in a while.

Apologize after scolding, and continue to scold next time.

The cycle goes on and on.

Shen Fanyin said hard, and then said, "It's okay, I'm intermittently blind, and I can't see anything if I scold me."

She doesn't have the habit of picking up scolding everywhere, and she doesn't have the interest in scolding Internet trolls.

Wouldn't it be good for her to draw an extra design drawing at this time?

"That's good."

Wu Ye said goodbye and left, Shen Fanyin rubbed his sore shoulders, drank the last sip of milk tea, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Jing Zeheng. jj.br>

In the conference room, Jing Zeheng picked up his mobile phone, glanced at it and smiled.

"Brother, will you go back to the grand scene at night?"

He replied, "Reply, wait for me," and looked at the time.

Half past four.

Suddenly I don't want to have a meeting.

Fortunately, the meeting was coming to an end, and at five o'clock, Mr. Jing finally saw Shen Fanyin.

He rubbed her head and asked, "Grandma hasn't gotten off work yet, has she?"

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin nodded, "Aunt Zhang just sent a message saying that grandma is still busy, let us eat by ourselves at night."

She frowned, "Brother, I'm worried about grandma's health, and I'm too busy with this work."

She always thought that being a university professor was an extremely idle job, with no business pressure and winter and summer vacations. Who would have thought that this was not the case at all, grandma went to work at eight o'clock every day, and most of the time she had to come home at six or seven o'clock. Although the school arranged a dormitory for her grandmother to take a lunch break, this working hour still made Shen Fanyin feel uneasy.

Jing Zeheng pondered for a moment and said, "Let's arrange a full body physical examination for grandma during the weekend review, and let her continue if she is well."

He could see that his grandmother was happier than anyone else when he could continue his research.

Shen Fanyin also understood her grandmother's thoughts, if it weren't for that, she would have submitted her resignation for her grandmother.

Sighing lightly, Shen Fanyin picked up the bag: "I'll invite you to dinner that night."

It is impossible for her to cook for herself, and the house has just been renovated, and it is not yet time to rebuild it. She wouldn't go back to Ms. Shen for a bite of food, lest everyone have to be careful to protect her emotions.

"Let's go home and eat," Jing Zeheng said, "I'll cook for you."

"Huh? Okay!"

The sunset sprinkled the sky, and the horizon was dyed orange and pink, as if the paint plate of one of the gods had been overturned. After May, Anseong heats up and opens its doors early to accommodate the hot air.

Shen Fanyin sat on the swing on the balcony, listening to the evening breeze and the fragrance of gardenias, staring at the computer with despair written in his eyes. The document on the screen is empty, exactly the same as when it was first opened.

She had to write an acceptance speech.

However, after racking her brain and thinking about it for half an hour, she didn't even write a punctuation mark.

Sure enough, it is the most worry-free to say thank you directly.

Closing the computer irritably, Shen Fanyin felt that she could put it off a little longer, after all, the award ceremony was next Friday, and she still had nine days to ponder slowly.

Just as I was thinking, the doorbell rang.

"Sanskrit, open the door."

Jing Zeheng's voice came from the kitchen, accompanied by the smell of rice, which recalled Shen Fanyin's thoughts.

Shen Fanyin answered, put down the computer, rubbed the swollen forehead and dragged his steps to open the door.

She just thought it was her grandmother coming home, so she opened the door without asking.

Seeing the people outside the door, Shen Fanyin's eyes widened.

"In broad daylight, what robber is so arrogant?"

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