His eyes moved slightly, and he swept over Xu Sirou's face.

For a moment, I saw her shake her head slightly.

She really didn't have a trace of discoloration.

Tan Jingyun slowly lowered his eyes, and his voice became softer, a little like sighing: "That's good." I took her ...... I'll leave it to you. ”

After saying that, he went to the hanger at the door to pick up his coat and left.

*

He didn't sleep very well during the afternoon nap, or rather, he didn't feel sleepy at all, but he barely closed his eyes and lay down for a few hours.

It wasn't until six o'clock that he heard Jin Feng come upstairs to call him: "Young master, young grandma said that dinner was ready, and asked if you would go downstairs to use it or bring it to you?" ”

There are guests at home, and it is always inappropriate not to show up for dinner, so Tan Jingyun replied: "I'll go downstairs." ”

There were two footsteps outside the door, and it was Jin Feng walking away.

Tan Jingyun packed up and stopped downstairs to go to the restaurant. It's almost fifteen, and the old lady is going to fast recently, so naturally she is not in the middle of this dinner, Xu Sirou is also in the kitchen, but Fang Yushan is a guest from afar, sitting at the table and waiting for the food to be served.

When they saw him coming, they sat him down very kindly.

Tan Jingyun didn't shirk either, he happened to have something to discuss with her.

"In the afternoon, I called the police chief in Tingbei, your family has already checked, and my uncle is indeed innocent."

"yes, that's great!" Fang Yushan breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "You don't know, when they went to search today, I almost thought that my father would not survive." ”

Tan Jingyun didn't take care of her stubble, and only informed her of the result: "I have already spoken to my uncle, he is very good, and he can go home tomorrow at the latest." If you want to leave now, I'll send you a car. If you think your house is messy, it doesn't hurt to stay at my house for another day or two. ”

Fang Yushan immediately understood what he meant, but did not reply, but turned around and walked out of the restaurant. After a while, he came back with a bottle of wine in his hand.

She was originally a beauty, but at this moment, standing under the lamp, Ying Ying looked at him with tears, and her voice was even more gentle: "Yuzhi, you have put so much thought into me and my family these days, I really don't know how to thank you." This is a bottle of wine that I went out to buy in the afternoon, brought by a foreign chef from my hometown. If you don't dislike it, I'll toast you! ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward to add wine to him.

The red wine slowly trickles down the wall of the glass and pours into the bottom of the glass, whirlling like a wave. Tan Jingyun's gaze was fixed on the wall of the cup for a long time before he smiled as if he was nothing: "You're welcome." ”

Xu Sirou came from the kitchen with a plate of dishes, and saw that the two of them were drinking wine and chatting in the restaurant, so it was inconvenient to disturb.

She took a carved lacquer plate, silently packed the vegetarian food that Mrs. Tan wanted, and was about to leave when she heard Fang Yushan behind her stop her.

I really couldn't think of anything else I could say to this Miss Fang, but I still turned around politely.

"Miss Xu, after delivering the meal to your aunt, sit down and have a drink together?"

Xu Sirou glanced at Fang Yushan.

She held a wine glass in her hand, and shook it gently, and the wine reflected the crystal lamp on the ceiling, and the glass was as bright as a galaxy.

At such a moment, it should be her and Tan Jingyun to share, she is an outsider, how can she sit among them with a shy face?

So she refused: "No need Miss Fang, Mom, she has some leg pain today, after eating, I'll massage her." With that, he slowly walked towards Mrs. Tan's bedroom.

*

Xu is because Fang Yushan toasted frequently during dinner, and Tan Jingyun drank a little too much.

When he went upstairs, he was even a little dizzy. Thinking that he still had something to say to Xu Sirou, he didn't stop, and finally pushed open Xu Sirou's door.

Her room has her own fragrant smell, not the smell of ordinary alabaster, but bergamot, sweet with a little sweet and bitter, faintly sandwiched with the smell of medicine on her body, cool.

The smell wasn't good, but it made him feel good.