If she hadn't seen the sun, she could endure the darkness.

But they promised her a unique preference, and carefully held her in the palm of their hands.

They didn't say anything, but kept telling her that you deserve to be loved.

Jing Yao looked at Shen Fanyin's slightly red eyes, and his brows furrowed: "What's wrong Yinyin? Still uncomfortable? Let the doctor take a look at you?"

Shen Fanyin shook his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and whispered, "It's not uncomfortable, it's just that I didn't wake up."

Jing Yao breathed a sigh of relief, smiled heartily with a long sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand towards Shen Fanyin: "Let's go, uncle will take you home."

He wanted to help Shen Fanyin get his shoes, but he looked down for a long time, but found that there were no Shen Fanyin's shoes at all.

Jing Yao looked at Jing Zeheng suspiciously, and asked him with his eyes where Shen Fanyin's shoes went.

Jing Zeheng suddenly realized this problem and replied, "I came out in a hurry and forgot to put on her shoes."

He carried Shen Fanyin all the way to the car, and it was normal for him to forget to put shoes on her.

Actually, there are slippers in the car, but ......

Jing Zeheng glanced at Shen Fanyin and didn't mention it.

Outside Duan's house that day, when Duan's father carried Duan's heart, he still remembers the envy in the child's eyes.

Perhaps, tonight is a good opportunity.

Jing Yao rolled his eyes at him, not hiding his disgust at all: "It's really unreliable."

With an expression of "I really shouldn't have handed over Yinyin to you", he turned around directly, turned his back to Shen Fanyin and said, "Come, Yinyin, I'll carry you."

Shen Fanyin looked at his back, hesitating and not daring to stretch out his hand.

Jing Yao is also nearly fifty years old, can he still carry her? If you twist your waist, wouldn't it be a disaster?

She was still hesitating, Jing Yao had already turned her back and grabbed her wrist and pulled her to her back.

"Yinyin, hold it steady." Jing Yao smiled, holding Shen Fanyin's legs steadily, with a satisfied appearance, as if he had no regrets in this life.

Shen Fanyin was a little flustered, and only after he reminded him that he should put his arms around his neck.

She was so unfamiliar that she didn't know what to do, and her arms curled slightly, both for fear that she would not be able to hold her steadily, and for fear that she would strangle him if she tried too hard.

Jing Yao is not as young and powerful as Jing Zeheng, and when he picks up Shen Fanyin's back, his pace is not fast, but he is extremely steady, walking slowly, and he will not bump her at all.

Shen Fanyin leaned lightly on his back and asked nervously, "Uncle Jing, will it be heavy?" Why don't you let me down, I'm much better, and I can go by myself."

"I don't have any shoes on, what are you going to do? If you catch a cold again, you're going to feel uncomfortable again," Jing Yao's voice was smiling, and his gentle voice was reassuring, "Besides, our family's voice is as light as a feather, and it's not heavy at all."

Shen Fanyin's nose was sore, she buried her face in Jing Yao's shoulder, and quietly wiped away her tears.

It turns out that a fifty-year-old man can also carry her.

It's just a matter of whether he wants to or not.

On the side, Jinghui walked behind them, raising his arm to protect Shen Fanyin, for fear that she would fall.

Hearing Jing Yao's words, he said, "Your words are unfounded, how can a person be as light as a feather?"

Jing Yao stopped and looked at him with a frown, "What do you mean?"

"I'll try it by memorization." Jinghui said seriously, "I suspect that you are lying, and you must prove it yourself."

Jing Yao: "Want to carry your daughter? I was born by myself!"

He raised his chin, paced like a peacock on the screen, and walked out slowly, if he wasn't worried that Shen Fanyin would be uncomfortable, he would even want to carry her inside and outside the hospital on his back, and then pass by Shenghua's headquarters building by the way.

Jing Hui gasped for a few breaths of anger, then glared at Jing Zeheng, and threw all his anger on him: "If you fight a little bit, your father and I can't be ridiculed like this!"

Jing Zeheng: "Even if I get married, it's not appropriate for you to carry your daughter-in-law, right?"

Jinghui: "......"

It's really not appropriate.

He pressed his heart with one hand, looked at the back of Jing Yao in front of him, and his eyes were full of grievances: "Could it be that I don't have a daughter in my life?"

Uncle Wang couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded in a low voice: "Sir, when the young master has a little daughter, you will have a granddaughter, right?"

"Just him? He doesn't even have a wife! I hope he might as well work hard to have a second child myself!"

Jing Zeheng: "Come on."

「……」

The moist air after the rain hits the mouth and nose, and the cool midnight breeze takes away the stuffiness and refreshes the people.

Jing Yao stopped under the eaves in front of the hospital, he looked up at the full moon peeking out half of his face from behind the dark clouds, and whispered, "Yinyin, Uncle Jing is not old yet, and he still has some money, which can protect you and your mother."

Shen Fanyin was stunned, she looked at him at a loss, and suddenly found that Jing Yao's face at this moment was covered with a layer of frustration.

He said, "Yinyin, I know you're a strong kid, but you're just a kid after all, you're only twenty-two years old, you don't have to be that powerful, you don't need to be so sensible......

"If you are wronged, you can go home and complain, if you are bullied, you can find me to support you, and if you are not feeling well, you can be coquettish...... Yinyin, maybe I suddenly intervened in your life and you can't get used to it, but we both give each other a chance, okay?"

Jing Yao's voice was low and the volume was not high, but it was extremely solemn.

He exhaled slowly, looked at the gradually clear night sky, and continued:

"Yinyin, it's the first time I've had a daughter, maybe I can't do many things well enough, if something makes you uncomfortable, you tell me, I'll change."

Under the moonlight, Jing Yao's eyes were slightly red.

At this moment, he is no longer the second master Jing who dominates the mall, he is just a father, a father who wants to take his daughter under his wings to protect. jj.br>

He felt a drop of heat falling into his neck, and was about to turn his head when he heard Shen Fanyin slowly speak:

"Uncle Jing, you are the best father I have ever met."

She buried her face in his neck socket, her shoulders trembled slightly, and a choked voice in her delicate voice: "I, I'm hungry, Uncle Jing, let's go home."

This is the first time she has made a straightforward request to Jing Yao.

Jing Yao's eyes were slightly bright, and he smiled heartily.

"Okay, let's go home!"

He carried her into the night with a brisk walk, and the only time he could match the joy of the moment was probably when he got married.

Behind the glass door of the hospital, Jinghui looked at Jing Zeheng with resentment for the umpteenth time.

The best father.

This kind of sweet and soft words can really only be said by my daughter!

What can a son do?

He had to—

"Do you need me to ask Cheng Ye to buy you some little blue pills?"

"Get out!"

Jinghui never thought that his ordeal tonight had not yet come to an end.

After being half angry with the eldest filial son, and after witnessing his younger brother feeding his daughter and coaxing her daughter to sleep, he was dragged to the study by his good brother.

Jing Yao had an expression like he was facing a great enemy, and dragged him seriously, "Come, big brother, you can help me come up with an idea, what are the procedures for holding a show for Yinyin?" Which exhibition center do you think is better to choose in? Do you have an interior designer you know well? Recommend it to me."

Today's Jingyao knows all this, he thinks, since his daughter doesn't want to play with that group of sanctimonious guys, then he will spend money to take his daughter to play by herself.

It's just a show, if Shen Fanyin is happy, he can afford to do it every day.

Jinghui's heart was like ashes, and he looked at him expressionlessly: "Do you want to hold a show for Yinyin, or do you want to tell me that you want to hold a show for Yinyin?"

Jing Yao put on a simple and harmless face: "Is there any difference between the two?"

"Nonsense!" Jinghui hated the root of his teeth, "The former is serious, and the latter is just your show-off rhetoric!"

Jing Yao: "Oh, that's obviously the latter, I'm just showing off, I have a daughter, don't you, angry? My daughter also said that I am the best father, if you are jealous, you can find Ah Heng and let him tell you too!"

「……」

"Alright!"

On the side, Yan Ya, who followed into the study to eat melons, couldn't bear to interrupt them: "Do you two have anything serious? What matters now is to put on a show?"

She furrowed her brows, slapped them in the face, and took a sip of hot water before she said, "How do I think today's events are far less than they say? Suddenly embarrassed at such a time, don't that Lu Tong have any dirty thoughts."

The more she talked, the more she felt that she was right, and affirmed: "Our baby is so good-looking, it is inevitable that some people will be interested in it!" After that, she looked at Shen Xin with worried eyes and asked her how she wanted to deal with it with her eyes.

Shen Xin thought for a moment and sighed: "Then this guy really can't think about it, Xiao thinks who is not good, he has to worry about this girl."

Yan Ya couldn't help but pat her as well, "You're not worried about Yinyin? I saw that she didn't realize what Lu Tong's purpose was!"

"Of course I'm worried," Shen Xin frowned and said solemnly, "It's good that she didn't see Lu Tong's purpose, otherwise we would have figured out how to get her out of the police station now."

Yan Ya: "......"

"Sister-in-law, don't remind her, if she thinks of this layer, she can chase after and beat people half the world."

「……」

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