Living well is also a technical job, and it requires the right time, place and people. If you happen to encounter a scene that you shouldn't see, it's easy to break your bones.

As a person who imprints the four words "live well" in the deepest part of his soul, Shen Fanyin knows this very well.

However, she seemed to show up when she shouldn't have been.

Shen Fanyin silently withdrew his feet and moved back into the elevator.

The elevator doors didn't close.

Cheng Ye blocked the elevator door with his hand blankly, and looked at Shen Fanyin at a loss by the door.

He suspected that something was wrong with his ears, otherwise how could he have heard his boss shouting Miss's name in such an angry voice?

"Close the door!"

Shen Fanyin roared eagerly.

If you don't run now, when will you wait?

Cheng Ye woke up like a dream and quickly put down his hand.

Shen Fanyin pressed the door button hard, so anxious that the corners of his forehead were covered with a layer of fine sweat.

Fortunately, the elevator door closed smoothly, and it was not blocked by Jing Zeheng.

She let out a long sigh of relief, leaning on the armrest as if she had collapsed, and her voice was weak: "How did I offend him?"

Cheng Ye: "Miss, do you think I'll know?"

Shen Fanyin smacked his tongue, and he also felt that Cheng Ye would not know anything that he didn't know.

She lowered her eyes and pondered, and after a while, she really thought of something that she was sorry for Jing Zeheng.

Her two thousand dollars.

Did Su Mu sell himself?

Shouldn't it?

But apart from this, she really couldn't think of how she could offend Jing Zeheng.

She frowned, and put on a serious face to threaten Cheng Ye: "Don't tell my brother that I've been here!"

Cheng Ye: "Miss, do you think I dare to hide it from the boss?"

Shen Fanyin was silent for a moment, looked at him and said, "Brother Cheng Ye, you must always believe that you can hold your fate steadily, and you can't bow your head to anyone, even if he is your boss, you can't go against your heart and say what you don't want to say!"

Cheng Ye: "Miss, I'm getting married, I have to support my family."

This reason directly lifted Shen Fanyin's chicken soup pot.

"Say it, say it! Wait twenty minutes and then we'll be fine?"

Cheng Ye glanced at the time and took a step back: "Then I'll go buy a cup of coffee for the boss."

"Thank you!"

As soon as the elevator door opened, Shen Fanyin jumped out of the elevator.

She directly flagged down a taxi, jumped in the car and went straight to Jingyuan.

At this time, you have to seek parental refuge!

And yet—

"He, they're not at home?" Shen Fanyin looked at Uncle Wang and felt that his blood was cold.

Uncle Wang didn't understand what Shen Fanyin's apocalyptic expression was for, and replied truthfully, "The old lady of the Yang family is seriously ill, and the gentlemen and ladies have gone to visit."

Shen Fanyin's tears were about to fall!

Didn't Mrs. Yang only celebrate her 80th birthday yesterday? Why are you seriously ill today?

She didn't care what was wrong with this troublesome old lady Yang, she only knew that it was useless to hide in the bedroom - he had ten thousand ways to find himself out.

The elder is not at home, she has to run quickly!

But as soon as she turned around, she saw Jing Zeheng with a cold face outside the door.

Shen Fanyin: "......"

What about the 20 minutes you said?

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to complain about Cheng Ye, no matter how much she doesn't want to, she can only face it.

Stiffly pulling up a smile, Shen Fanyin pointed to Jing Zeheng's sleeve: "Hehe, brother, the sleeves and cufflinks are quite suitable for you."

The obsidian cufflinks on his sleeves had been given to him by her some time ago, and she had a fight with him because of the finger burns.

She really hoped that Jing Zeheng could forgive herself for the sake of the terrible price she had paid for him.

Jing Zeheng came slowly, the indifferent expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and when he passed by Shen Fanyin, he said to her, "Come with me to the study."

Shen Fanyin unconsciously shrunk his neck: "Can you not go?"

Jing Zeheng: "What do you think?"

"I think it's ......" Shen Fanyin glanced at him and muttered in a low voice, "It's not impossible......

Looking at her cowardly appearance, the corners of Jing Zeheng's mouth unconsciously raised.

The smile was fleeting, he reached out to hold her arm, dragged her upstairs, and did not forget to say when he passed by Uncle Wang, "No one is allowed to come in."

He must discipline the little cub well today, and the king of heaven and Lao Tzu must step aside!

Uncle Wang looked at them in astonishment, meeting Shen Fanyin's distress gaze, but he could only give her an expression of asking for more blessings.

He knows Jing Zeheng, and if he can show this kind of expression, he must have been touched into a minefield.

At this time...... He couldn't help it.

The door of the study was closed, Jing Zeheng casually ripped off his tie and threw it on the sofa, turned to look at Shen Fanyin, and a sneer on the corner of her lips made her heart chill: "Shen Fanyin, business is doing well."

As soon as he heard the word "business", Shen Fanyin instantly wilted.

I'm really afraid of something!

She flattened her mouth, lowered her head and wrung her fingers, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Brother, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?" Jing Zeheng sat on the edge of the table, looking at her quail-like appearance, and unconsciously wanted to laugh.

Shen Fanyin bit her lip lightly, sighed resignedly, and said truthfully, "I shouldn't use your preferences to pit Mu Mu for two thousand yuan, I, I...... I said I was just here to help you find a wife, do you believe me?"

At the end, she looked up at him expectantly.

Those eyes were as bright as stars, and shone with a flattering light.

Jing Zeheng looked at her suspiciously: "Two thousand? Su Mu?"

"yes, it's really only two thousand, I don't believe it to show you the bill." Shen Fanyin directly held up the mobile phone in front of him and showed him the bill.

Jing Zeheng looked at the pitiful transfer of 2,000 yuan on her mobile phone, and was a little suspicious for a while - is the child stupid? He's worth two thousand?

Shen Fanyin saw him staring at his mobile phone for a long time without speaking, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and coaxed him with blood: "I'll share half of you, don't you be angry?"

Jing Zeheng: "Qi Yan told me that he bought this news from Su Yungui for 500,000 yuan."

Shen Fanyin: "......!"

Her hand suddenly lost its strength, and the phone fell to the ground, and the screen was shattered into slag like her heart.

Looking at the little cub's expression of a collapsed life, Jing Zeheng couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

Shen Fanyin's eyes turned red, she pursed her lips, looked at him with teary eyes, and her voice was full of tears: "Brother, do you think it's too late for me to find Qi Yan now?"

Her eyelashes were stained with tears, and I felt sorry for her teary-eyed appearance.

That's it, she still doesn't realize that she is the soft little crying bag?

The perception of self is quite unclear.

Seeing her tears, Jing Zeheng was distressed.

Reaching out and pulling her into his arms, his fingertips snatching the tears from the corners of her eyes, he whispered, "Don't look for him, look for me."

"Huh?"

Shen Fanyin was very confused and looked at him puzzled.

Jing Zeheng pinched her little face, and her voice was low and sultry: "I didn't play the anti-fraud APP, how do you want to deceive me, feel free."

Shen Fanyin: "Then can I ...... I won't give you a thousand dollars?"

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