As a rich second generation, Jing Muhan has never had any oppressive behavior or bad habits, and he is confident that he can be a moral model in the rich second generation.

But the moral model just fell in love, but was targeted by the whole family.

In the past, the elders didn't like his girlfriend, and then the eldest brother suspected that his little Yue'er was a commercial spy.

Jing Muhan was very aggrieved.

He is not a fool, how can he not see that Xiao Yue'er really loves himself?

She doesn't want her own gifts, she doesn't force herself to accompany her, she doesn't make heaven and earth, she is gentle and considerate and can understand her hard work, she is a skilled cook, she will cook breakfast for herself, and she is delicate and soft-tempered.

Isn't such a girlfriend an ideal in the world?

「…… So, Sanskrit Yin, you're a girl, you know what I mean, right? Big brother, he's obviously jealous of me! He can't understand true love when he's single!" Jing Muhan rubbed his sore face and said to Shen Fanyin.

Shen Fanyin remembered Yan Ya's previous evaluation of Jing Muhan's girlfriend, and after thinking for a while, she said euphemistically: "Second brother, with all due respect, the last one I knew didn't want anything in the relationship, and he almost got into it after being cheated."

Jing Muhan looked at her silently for a while and stood up.

"I forgot you're a single dog, what was I thinking!"

He muttered that he was leaving alone, shrouded in the glorious glow of an object.

Shen Fanyin looked at his back and pursed his lips.

The second brother really doesn't look very smart.

Judging from his description, she doesn't know if this Yue'er girl is a commercial spy, but she can be sure that this girl is definitely not Jing Muhan's true love.

Can true love sit firmly on Diaoyutai after her boyfriend is addicted to work for 72 hours without replying to messages?

Can true love soak in the laboratory on her boyfriend's forgotten anniversary to study data and applaud him?

True love will only wonder if her boyfriend died at the workplace.

Shen Fanyin didn't know how to persuade a man not to fall in love, and this was the first time she had seen such a situation.

"Yinyin."

Jing Yao walked slowly, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand.

Shen Fanyin came back to his senses, and just as he was about to stand up, he was pressed by Jing Yao's shoulder.

He smiled and handed the milk tea to Shen Fanyin and asked, "How is grandma's health lately?"

Shen Fanyin thanked him and replied, "Fortunately, after grandma went to do research, her mental condition has improved a lot, and Aunt Zhang said that grandma occasionally makes mistakes, but they are all harmless little fools, much better than before."

"That's good, if you need anything, tell me in time." Jing Yao breathed a sigh of relief and sat down beside her, and said, "I heard that grandma is going to a meeting, so can you go home and stay for a few days?"

He looked at Shen Fanyin with burning eyes, and wanted to leave his sweet and soft daughter at home.

In fact, he does not exclude living with his grandmother, the Jing family is so big, how can he not accommodate an old man?

But Shen Fanyin didn't want to, so he had to take into account Shen Fanyin's wishes. If it makes her feel awkward, it is better to let her out.

Shen Fanyin took a sip of milk tea and bent her eyes with a smile: "No, Uncle Jing, I have been working a lot recently, and I will have a show next week, and in addition to the normal wedding dress shop in these two months, I have to make three more dresses."

Jing Yao's brows furrowed, "So busy? Can the body withstand it?"

He looked at Shen Fanyin and affirmed, "You've lost weight recently!"

Shen Fanyin has lost a little weight recently, but it was because of the sequelae of Guan Ran's lack of tea and dinner, and he didn't make up for it for a while.

Yesterday's incident at Zeng's house was vivid, and Jing Yao really didn't worry about Shen Fanyin living by herself, for fear that something would go wrong with her.

He continued to persuade: "The conservatory at home has been kept for you, so as not to delay your work, I asked Uncle Wang to prepare another copy of the work supplies you moved away some time ago, and you can just come back." If you live at home, at least you don't have to worry about your own meals, right?"

Jing Yao had arranged all the things that might hinder Shen Fanyin's decision, and he looked at Shen Fanyin with eager eyes.

Shen Fanyin looked at him, unable to say anything about refusal.

Jing Yao is an absolutely qualified stepfather, what he does is always before she speaks, what he gives her is never just money to smash, and he is full of sincerity.

Shen Fanyin nodded lightly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Jing Yao raised his eyebrows and rubbed his hands happily: "Okay, how about I make dumplings for you at night?" What kind of stuffing do you want to eat?"

Shen Fanyin was very popular: "I love to eat everything you make."

Jing Yao almost burst into tears when he heard this.

Sure enough, it's still a daughter's caring!

At lunchtime, Jing Yao couldn't wait to announce the good news.

He smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Jinghui, as if to say: I have a daughter, don't you have it, are you jealous?

Jing Hui took a deep breath, as if he couldn't see Jing Yao's sassy face.

He was jealous!

Jing Zeheng couldn't help frowning after hearing this.

He really didn't expect that when he came back for a meal, the child would be abducted.

Fortunately, this matter was easy to solve - he took back all the work documents he needed daily by the way on the pretext of accompanying Shen Fanyin to pack his things.

Jing Hui looked at Jing Zeheng suspiciously: "Why are you willing to go home?"

Jing Zeheng: "The second uncle and children are all around, I'm worried that you will be jealous."

Jinghui: "......!"

He's such a dutiful son!

Jinghui pressed the corner of his swollen forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "If you are really worried that I will be jealous, then please do well, and turn a little girl back to call me Dad!"

Jing Zeheng: "You don't work hard yourself, and you still throw the responsibility on me?"

Jinghui: "......?"

Seeing that Jing Hui was crumbling and very dizzy to show himself, Jing Zeheng glanced at Shen Fanyin, who was picking flowers in the garden, and asked, "What do you want from your daughter-in-law?"

Jing Hui breathed a sigh of relief and asked rhetorically, "If I ask for it, you can find it for me?"

Jing Zeheng glanced at Shen Fanyin again: "Hmm."

Jinghui: "It's human."

Jing Zeheng: "......"

He deliberately glanced at the child twice, and such an obvious psychological hint had no effect on Jinghui.

Obviously, parents who are stunned by marriage urging have no requirements.

Jing Zeheng unilaterally announced the end of the harmonious conversation between father and son and went back to the bedroom.

He went straight to the balcony, and sure enough, he saw the little girl among the flowers.

She was wearing a couple-colored long dress, and the hairband that tied her hair looked like it was bought by Jing Yao. A small basket of bamboo-woven flowers hangs from the crook of the slender arm, and a petal is being removed from a blooming gardenia.

Her fingertips were almost the same color as the cream-colored petals, and she lifted her hand to squeeze the petals, closing one eye to see the texture of the petals in the sun.

The breeze blows, the hairband flutters, and the green silk is entangled with it.

Jing Zeheng took a sip of water, and the corners of his lips were dyed with a smile.

It's good to go home, he's been doing a lot lately, I'm afraid he won't be able to take care of her. There are elders watching at home, at least she can eat three meals a day on time.

It's just that she wants to sleep lazily, and I'm afraid she won't be able to do it again.

In the distance, the blue waves of the green lake rippled, and the pleasure boats on the lake rippled, breaking the sunlight.

Jing Zeheng suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something important, and hurriedly dialed Qi Yan's phone.

The phone rang for a while before it was picked up, and it was Qi Yan's weak voice on the other end: "Hey, big brother."

Jing Zeheng frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you?"

"Emotional failure, physical and mental exhaustion, hard work, overtime for three days, cold." Qi Yan sniffed, "I think I'm only one meal away from healing, do you want to invite me to drink?" jj.br>

Jing Zeheng: "Turn on the lights at night."

"Huh?" Qi Yan was puzzled, "What kind of moth do you have?"

"The child will stay in the garden for a few days." Looking at the people among the flowers, Jing Zeheng's tone was softer, "It's too dark, she'll be afraid."

「……」

"Xiaomi, Xiaomi! Call me an ambulance, quick!"

"Call the police again! Jing Zeheng murdered!"

Jing Zeheng hung up the phone and cut off Qi Yan's howl.

In the garden, Shen Fanyin had already carried the bamboo basket to the conservatory, probably because she was inspired, and she was going to work.

Jing Zeheng looked at her back, and was thinking about sending her some fruit later, when he saw her steps stop.

She picked up the phone, listened for a while, and then suddenly turned around and ran in the direction of the gate.

The petals were scattered, she frowned, her little face was tense, and the hem of her skirt was pulled by the branches, which did not stop her.

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