Jing Zeheng likes Shen Fanyin's smart appearance very much, but at some point, he really hopes that she can be a little stupid.

He looked at Shen Fanyin, silent, not knowing how to answer.

"Hum—hum—"

The phone vibrates.

Shen Fanyin looked at him and said, "It's okay not to let me look at my phone, but you can't let me not answer the phone, right?"

Jing Zeheng was a little helpless, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, caller: Zeng Wanwan.

Shen Fanyin smiled dumbly.

It's a big deal.

She picked up the phone and said, "Sister Wanwan, don't worry, I'm being stopped right now and won't be allowed to look at my phone - I don't have anything to do but be curious."

Zeng Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly: "Yinyin, I want to ask you, can your factory help me make a version?"

Shen Fanyin sighed, and saw that Jing Zeheng's eyes were filled with disgust.

See, that's the right way to make excuses.

She followed Zeng Wanwan's words and said, "It should be possible, you can go directly to Mu Mu, she is in charge of the affairs of the factory."

"Okay, call me anytime you have something, I'm very idle these days."

"Okay."

Shen Fanyin hung up the phone and looked up at Jing Zeheng.

She said, "If you don't tell me, my mother's phone is coming."

Jing Zeheng hugged her waist and was silent for a moment, and he took her to sit on the sofa.

Holding her in his arms, Jing Zeheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "Your previous affairs have been taken out and said."

No matter how specific it is, Jing Zeheng can't say it anymore.

Shen Fanyin's past, he knew something, it was she who told him when she had an emotional breakdown, and he didn't know it in detail.

When he saw those shocking words, he thought about the child at that time, and then thought of her appearance when she had an emotional breakdown......

Jing Zeheng's eyes were filled with heavy distress, and the hand holding Shen Fanyin unconsciously used a little more force.

Shen Fanyin was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he asked, "Can't you press it down?"

Her voice was unexpectedly calm, so calm that Jing Zeheng was a little unsure that he was holding her.

Jing Zeheng looked down at her, looking at her beautiful face and slightly puzzled eyes.

He said: "The hot search has been withdrawn, and the entries have also been deleted, but the other party is using a new media matrix, and it will take some time to delete it."

If it's just a hot search, it's easy to remove, and it's easy to delete the relevant information to prevent dissemination.

But when countless accounts on all platforms publish information one by one, its spread may slow down a lot, and it will not ignite the Internet instantly, but this kind of communication is the most difficult to deal with, because it can't be deleted.

In today's era, as long as there is a few words left on the Internet, someone can piece together all the information and peel back the cocoon to form a "truth".

Shen Fanyin let out a "hmm", squinted his eyes and leaned into Jing Zeheng's arms, and rubbed his neck affectionately with the tip of his nose, like a kitten.

She said, "Spread it, am I a victim, or am I wrong?"

What had hurt her body was now no longer able to do any harm to her.

She even got bored.

Jing Zeheng held up her chin, stared into her eyes and said, "Fanyin, if you are unhappy, if you want to cry, you can vent your emotions at will, and I will accompany you."

Shen Fanyin looked at his reflection from the bottom of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

She reached out and put her arms around his neck and whispered, "Brother, I'm really fine, those things are over, I have everything now, and I don't need his care."

The heart that was once broken has been mended over the years, and there may still be scars, but there are more people holding it with warm hands, and they cover her scars with love and tolerance.

Jing Zeheng looked at her with mixed feelings in his heart.

His children grew up and became stronger.

I also learned to flirt with him.

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Slowly lowered his head and approached her lips.

Shen Fanyin didn't hide, watching him get closer and closer to him.

Just as the two lip flaps were about to touch, Shen Fanyin's mobile phone began to vibrate again.

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Jing Zeheng wanted to turn off his mobile phone, but Shen Fanyin saw the caller first.

She hurriedly grabbed her phone to connect: "Uncle Jing."

Jing Yao's voice was filled with unconcealed worry: "Yinyin, what are you doing?"

Shen Fanyin's heart was wrapped in a warm current, and she smiled and said, "Uncle Jing, don't worry, I know about the things on the Internet, I'm fine, I don't care about these things for a long time."

Jing Yao was stunned for a moment, and simply didn't hide it, and said directly: "Girl, let's ignore him, the previous things have passed, and we don't have the same knowledge as them...... Don't look at all the nonsense on the Internet, your second brother is already hacking those noisy accounts...... Don't be afraid of your daughter, Dad will go back to accompany you, you can do whatever you want with them, Dad will support you."

When the scar was lifted, Shen Fanyin didn't cry, didn't react, and even wanted to laugh.

But at this moment, her eyes suddenly turned red.

She remembered a lot of things, many, many things.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Jing Yao went to the Qi family to hold her accountable because of the fight between her and Qi Jin;

Because she heard that she had an emotional breakdown, Jing Yao rushed to the nearest flight back to China, and the boxes were all gadgets for her;

He searched for all kinds of fabrics for her, and he didn't understand it, so he bought her everything he could with a wave of his hand;

He gives her favoritism, gives her everything he can give......

He always pays attention to her emotions, doesn't mind her being unfamiliar and polite, and tolerates her unconditionally.

He didn't ask her to call "Daddy", but at this moment, when he was most anxious, he himself mistakenly said the fact that he had already regarded her as a daughter.

Shen Fanyin's tears fell.

She pursed her lips and whispered, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back, Daddy."

There was a cry in her voice, soft and glutinous, but exceptionally clear.

Jing Yao was stunned, he gasped and forgot what he should say.

The people on both ends of the line were silent.

After a long time, Jing Yao said, "Okay, Dad, I'll go back."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Fanyin leaned back on Jing Zeheng's shoulder and quietly shed tears for a while.

When her heartbeat returned to its normal rate, she noticed that Jing Zeheng hadn't squeaked for a long time.

She wiped away tears from the back of her hand, looked up and asked him, "What do you want?"

The corners of Jing Zeheng's lips pursed into a smile, and his eyes were full of pampering when he looked at her.

He wiped the remaining tears from her cheeks and said, "I'm thinking, what will I call the second uncle in the future."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Is the love brain really no medicine? Shouldn't this condition be covered by health insurance?

She looked at Jing Zeheng with complicated eyes, crying and laughing.

Jing Zeheng chuckled and gave a light kiss on her eyebrows, and coaxed, "Don't cry, otherwise the second uncle will easily lift the ancestral grave of the Nie family when he comes back."

Shen Fanyin thought about that picture, and finally burst into laughter.