The guy outside the door had a dark mouth and blank eyes, and his legs and feet seemed to be weak, leaning against the wall, his legs still shaking.

It is Jing Muhan, the second young man of the Jing family.

Shen Fanyin was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned sideways: "Second brother, come in quickly, I'll call the police for you."

"No need."

Jing Muhan squeezed out these three words from between his teeth.

Does he look so miserable? Could it be mistaken for being robbed?

Shen Fanyin frowned slightly, pointed to Jing Muhan's face and said, "Are you sure? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

"No, I don't."

Jing Muhan took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became firm: "Shen Fanyin, I have something to do with you."

"Well, you say."

With his respectful face, he didn't say that Shen Fanyin knew that he must be looking for something for himself.

Otherwise, how could he drag his injured body to her?

Jing Muhan glanced behind Shen Fanyin, but didn't see anyone else, so he said, "Shen Fanyin, what is your purpose in pretending to be well-behaved and sensible in front of your elders and my brother?"

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

Why does this guy look like he has a bad brain?

When did she pretend to be well-behaved and sensible?

Jing Muhan's eyes flashed with the brilliance of a wise man again: "Hey, I know if you don't say it. Don't be nervous, I can understand your thoughts, after all, we are a reorganized family, and I am also very restrained and sensible in front of Aunt Shen."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Fortunately, the person to whom Ms. Shen entrusted herself was Jing Zeheng.

Otherwise, she would easily be unable to help but kill her stepbrother in anger.

"But you have to do something for me," Jing Muhan looked at her with a smile, "Big brother spoils you now, you help me talk to big brother, let him transfer me back to the technical department!"

Shen Fanyin nodded, turned his head directly to look in the direction of the kitchen, and shouted, "Brother! Second brother asked you to transfer him back to the technical department!"

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

He petrified in place, stunned as Jing Zeheng appeared in his field of vision.

Jing Zeheng was wearing dark gray loungewear, with his sleeves rolled up, taking off his usual indifference, and he was dressed like a good family man.

Jing Muhan's gaze slowly moved down and landed on the apron on his body.

A dark brown apron with a circle of ruffled lace, a palm-sized pocket on the belly, and three words written on the chest in an overly cute doll body: Breeder.

The big brother wears an apron.

Big brother is cooking.

The eldest brother was wearing an apron and cooking for Shen Fanyin.

Jing Muhan's logic shattered.

He pinched his thigh, trying to confirm that everything in front of him was a dream.

But the intense pain told him that this was the reality, the reality of the pain that made his thighs tingle.

Jing Zeheng frowned and looked at him, "Why are you here?"

Without waiting for him to answer, Jing Zeheng turned to Shen Fanyin: "The meal is ready, you go eat first."

"Okay." Shen Fanyin responded crisply and turned to leave.

"What's wrong with you?" Jing Zeheng asked.

Jing Muhan raised his hand tremblingly and pointed to the apron on Jing Zeheng's body: "Big brother, what are you ...... What about cooking?"

"Well," Jing Zeheng actually explained to him, "Grandma worked overtime today, and no one cooked."

Jing Muhan reminded: "Jingyuan has food."

"Sanskrit is busy with work, so I won't go back."

「……」

Jing Zeheng thought of Shen Fanyin's words just now, so he said directly, "It's not impossible to transfer you back to the technical department, but it's not now. Even if you want to focus on technology in the future, you can't completely understand management. You are my brother, and this is a responsibility that you have to bear."

Jing Muhan looked at him stunned, hard to believe his ears.

Big brother is explaining to him?

Explain it to him calmly!

"Do you understand?" Jing Zeheng asked.

Jing Muhan nodded repeatedly: "Understood, that is, after I finish the E-016 project, I can go back to the technical department, right?" Project 016 should be fast, right? It should be over in half a year, right?"

Seeing that he didn't understand the point at all, and he still only had his own little abacus in his heart, Jing Zeheng was quite helpless.

If he has half the mind of a child, he can rest assured that he will be able to entrust him with many things.

After a moment of silence, Jing Zeheng suddenly asked, "Why do you want to go back to the technical department?"

Jing Muhan opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I love code!"

"Tell the truth."

Jing Zeheng's face became gloomy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his unkind gaze lingered on Jing Muhan.

Jing Muhan felt like he was being targeted by a lion, and he felt like he would lose his life at any time.

He slowly lowered his head, touched his nose and whispered, "Yue'er is also a technician, she will graduate in half a year, I want to work with her."

Jing Zeheng: "......"

He took a deep breath and finally just said, "I'll talk about it then," turning the page for the time being.

"Good!" Jing Muhan didn't think much about it, but when Jing Zeheng agreed to him, he asked happily, "Big brother, can I have a meal?" If only I could rub a bed!"

Jing Zeheng's hand was already on the door, and he frowned when he heard this: "Go home."

"My dad lost his temper with me today! I don't want to go back!" Jing Muhan said as he arrived at the door of the house, his eyes full of pleading, "Big brother, take me in for one night!"

"Because of what?" Jing Zeheng asked suspiciously.

How much rebellious thing did Jing Muhan have to do to make Jing Yao, who never did anything to a child, beat him?

"Hey, I asked my dad if Sanskrit was his illegitimate daughter!"

"Bang!"

Jing Zeheng slammed the door shut.

Whether it will hit Jing Muhan is not within his consideration.

Stunking to death can be regarded as a contribution to the country.

He stood by the door and took several deep breaths before he regained his composure.

While untying his apron and walking towards the restaurant, he saw Shen Fanyin sitting at the dining table waiting for him at a glance.

She wore a goose-yellow cotton half-sleeved home dress, her long hair was braided to one side, and the HelloKitty headband was tied at the end.

The well-behaved and soft appearance is so sweet that his heart is about to melt.

"Why don't you eat?" He sat down beside her, and reached out to rub her little head.

"Waiting for you." Shen Fanyin's eyes crooked with a smile, and he asked again, "Is the second brother okay?"

The sentence "waiting for you" was like a heavenly sound, instantly dispelling the irritability in Jing Zeheng's heart.

"It's okay, he deserves it." Jing Zeheng served a bowl of soup to Shen Fanyin, "Eat."

"Well, thank you, brother."

is a simple four dishes and one soup, but Shen Fanyin eats it very fragrantly.

Her brother's craftsmanship is so good!

She ate happily, and Jing Zeheng was also happy to watch.

After the meal, Shen Fanyin was just about to reach out to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, when the back of his hand was patted by Jing Zeheng.

"I'll come." He said.

"You made the rice, I'll do the dishes." Shen Fanyin was about to stretch out his hand again.

"There's a dishwasher." Jing Zeheng shook her hand away, "Go to the living room, I have something to ask you."

"Okay."

Shen Fanyin sat in the living room for about ten minutes, and Jing Zeheng came out with a fruit bowl.

Putting down the fruit plate, he sat down next to her: "I don't see any movement in the PR department, what are your plans?"

When he was cooking, he listened to Cheng Ye report the current situation. The abuse on the Internet has intensified, and six hours have passed since the hot search began.

But Shen Fanyin didn't make any movement here, let alone fight back, and there was no clarification.

He doesn't think that the child is a predatory character, but he needs to know her thoughts and plans, so that he can't come up with a remedy in time if she goes wrong.

Hearing this, Shen Fanyin touched her nose a little embarrassed: "This question, I really want to tell you......

It's not that she wants to hide it from Jing Zeheng, it's really that she can't say it.

After all, it was a solution that she felt was too unethical herself.

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