Jiang Nuannuan took the tissue he handed and wiped his mouth, "I know." ”

After leaving the company, Fei Jin Zhao wanted to send her home, but she refused.

"I have to take a taxi to the hospital, my parents were in a car accident yesterday, and I have to go and see how it is today."

Fei Jin pursed her lips: "You should have told me this kind of thing at that time." ”

Jiang Nuannuan smiled and took his hand, "I don't care about them, they haven't raised me, it's not worth telling you." ”

The called car arrived.

"Okay, you can get ready, didn't you say that there are still designers coming." She let go of her hand, tiptoed to kiss him on the cheek, and ran away from under his umbrella.

She bent down and sat in the car, and did not forget to wave to him, with a smile on her face, "Work hard today." ”

Fei Jin watched her car go away, the drizzle falling obliquely on his face, he closed his eyes, smelled the grass in the air, and thought that the weather was really nice today.

There was a muffled thunder overhead.

The security guard in the security booth at the door was familiar with him, leaned under the eaves and asked, "Your girlfriend?" ”

Fei Jin nodded and answered lightly, "Yes, girlfriend." ”

Sooner or later.

...

Gu Tingyan returned to Bishui Bay from his home early in the morning, but he didn't see Jiang Nuannuan.

The first thing he did was to call and check on the post.

Jiang Nuannuan, who had just arrived at the hospital, saw him calling, and reported the itinerary after answering, "I'm in the hospital, are you going home?" ”

The other head was silent for a few seconds, feeling that his intentions had been discovered, and asked in a cold voice, "Something's wrong?" ”

Jiang Nuannuan walked into the inpatient department, where the nurses came and went, she deliberately walked over to talk to them, and took the time to reply: "My biological parents had a car accident yesterday, and I went to the hospital this morning to see the situation." ”

She didn't stay home all night, she just left early.

In fact, she didn't want to come to the hospital, she just wanted to break the fact that she didn't return home at night if she went home and met Gu Tingyan, which was a coincidence.

Gu Tingyan's frowning eyebrows were gentle, "Which hospital, I'll come over." ”

Jiang Nuannuan refused, "No need, I'm here to pay, I'll be back soon, have you had breakfast?" ”

Gu Tingyan: "No." ”

She thought for a while, "Then you go to the kitchen and put two cups of rice porridge in the rice cooker, fry two poached eggs, and there are still mustard buns I put on the shelf, and get them ready for me to eat when I come back." ”

didn't give Gu Tingyan a chance to speak, she hung up the phone.

The man with the suit still hanging in the crook of his arm looked at the kitchen, and subconsciously thought of Aunt Mei in the address book, and wanted to call her over, and then stood by the door and thought about it for a while, hung up his clothes, took off his watch, rolled up his sleeves, and entered the kitchen to open the cabinet to find a rice box to wash rice.

For breakfast, her request is not excessive, and it is okay to meet it.

System 66: "Aren't you going home and making him breakfast?" How did it turn the other way around. ”

Jiang Nuannuan: "Because I'm full, it's best for him to fry the rice cooker and pot at home, so I don't have to eat a second breakfast." ”

System 66: "... Are you underestimating Gu Tingyan's IQ too much? ”

Jiang Nuannuan hummed.

Those noble hands can cook for her and do everything for her, and love is unique.

Regarding the situation of her biological parents, her father had a malignant tumor in his body, and he left after rescue efforts failed, and her mother was still alive and pushed into the intensive care unit, and the mobile phone on the bed table was returned by the nurse.

I used this phone to call her yesterday.

Jiang Nuannuan flipped through the address book, and suddenly felt that the number was very familiar, and the system 66 said: "This is not the unfamiliar number that sent you MMS blessings on the last reunion festival." ”

The nurse said: "These two old men also used to run to our hospital often, the male one is not in good health, and he has no money for treatment, and he has been in a car accident, alas." ”

This means something, saying that their children are not filial.

Since these two people have Jiang Nuannuan's number, except for blessing text messages, she has never received the news that they came to ask for money, and she was suspicious of her biological parents going to Jiang's house with a vegetable jar.

They only went to Jiang Meng to get money for medical treatment? Didn't come to her either...

She pondered for a while, took out a bank card from her bag and put it back in the cabinet drawer along with her mobile phone, hired a reliable nurse for the old man, and left.

A sum of funeral expenses and living expenses plus follow-up treatment, a total of 1 million, is enough for her biological mother to use alone, as for other things, she doesn't care.

It was nine o'clock when I got home.

Gu Tingyan in the kitchen leaned out, "Is the matter done?" ”

Jiang Nuannuan put down the bag and walked over, hugging his waist, "Well, can you have breakfast?" ”

He gestured to the rice cooker with a blank face, "It should be fine." ”

The two bowls of white porridge were cooked just right, that is, the poached eggs were unfamiliar and fried, Jiang Nuannuan took a bite under his sight, "It's delicious." ”

He sat down in a chair with a wide shoulder, "Then eat like this." There was a hint of pride in his tone.

After finishing the meal quietly, Jiang Nuannuan asked him, "Is your mother okay?" ”

Gu Tingyan: "There is no major incident." ”

She consciously put away the dishes and chopsticks, and turned her head to look at him, "Fu Shiliu is not here." ”

"Not there." Gu Tingyan said indifferently: "I raised another person at my mother's, and I have the same blood type as her, and I have an annual salary of one million." ”

It is very troublesome to temporarily adjust blood in the hospital, especially rare blood types, even he can't buy it openly, he has troubled Fu Shiliu before, he and Jiang Nuannuan had an unpleasant quarrel, and now I am really afraid that she will have to think more, and spend a little money to find a new obedient 'blood bag'.

Jiang Nuan Nuan sighed, went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, cleaned up by himself, took out a few paintings of Zhai Lin in the house, and moved them to the car.

"I'm not Zhai Lin's tutor now, I want to return these paintings, do you still go to work in the afternoon?"

Gu Tingyan didn't close his eyes all night, his stomach ached faintly, and he was lying on the bed in a nightgown to look at her, "Don't go, when will you come back?" ”

Jiang Nuannuan estimated the time to go back and forth, "In the evening, try to come back and cook for you." ”

She closed the bedroom curtains and exited the bedroom to close the door.

A new psychological counselor came to the Zhai family, and Uncle Wang said when he led her into the house that Zhai Lin was receiving a new round of talk therapy.

A few servants carried the painting behind her, and stopped at the door.

The studio was locked by Zhai Lin alone very early, and he couldn't open it without his key.

Uncle Wang felt that there was a matter of putting two paintings, so he turned back and looked for it, took out a spare key and handed it to Jiang Nuannuan, "Probably because he had a complete quarrel with Fu Ying, his studio has been closed, you put the paintings in and come out." ”

He hoped that these lost treasures would make Er Shao happier.

Jiang Nuannuan opened the door and entered, and the inside basically maintained its original appearance, adding a few new oil paintings, mountain village streams, sunny forests, and jungles full of hyacinths.

She stopped in front of the paintings, and suddenly felt that the abstract paintings he used to buy were completely different from the artistic profundity.

Look alive.

Jiang Nuannuan touched the hyacinth, and there was a nomination in the lower right corner, which was Zhai Lin's own.

After a few moments, she circled around and came to the only painting hidden in the corner, larger than any other, covered with a layer of golden silk, which concealed its contents tightly.

Jiang Nuannuan touched it with her fingers and pinched the corner of the satin, feeling that it was different.

At the same time, Zhai Lin, who learned that she was still going to the studio, kicked over the chair and hurried here.

The golden silk fell smoothly along the frame, and the door of the studio was pushed open at the same time.

"Jiang Nuannuan!"