Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

"Uncle, I miss my aunt so much, the coach who leads the class is too rigid." Zhang Baobao began to cry as soon as he entered the store, carrying a small schoolbag.

Ji Mingyou glanced at him indifferently, put away the accounts, and asked with a smile, "Is that why you want to see Lin Weiwei?"

"I miss you so much. Why don't we go visit my aunt? As the store manager, you should express your condolences." Zhang Baobao's eyes were shining brightly, and he persuaded him solemnly.

During the recuperation period, under the double attack of gentle whispers and desserts, Lin Weiwei will definitely have a good impression of his uncle.

Ji Mingyou opened his thin lips lightly, and the words of promise were about to blurt out. Then, remembering Tang Yun's report, he pursed his lips tightly again.

Ji Mingyou suspected that his enemy planned it, and it happened that his details were found out.

The enemy was in the dark, so he visited Lin Weiwei at this time, fearing that it would cause her trouble.

Ji Mingyou had already sent someone to search. Before getting the results, he should keep a proper distance.

"Forget it, she has friends to take care of her." Ji Mingyou clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were cold, and he turned to get busy.

Zhang Baobao pouted, ran over quickly, hugged Ji Mingyou's thigh, and said coquettishly, "Uncle, you want to visit too. I'm my aunt's student, so you can go with Baobao."

Hmph, when will my uncle change his awkward temper? He clearly wants to go, but he's still stubborn.

"Go, uncle." Zhang Baobao muttered like chanting a magic spell, persevering and never letting go.

Ji Mingyou rubbed his forehead and felt a headache. Lin Weiwei's smile appeared in his mind again, and he agreed involuntarily: "I may not have been there for a long time, so I should go to give condolences."

"Great, let's go now." Zhang Baobao immediately let go of his hand, and pulled it out with a smile.

Ji Mingyou shook his head, bent down to pick up Zhang Baobao, let him sit on the chair honestly, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I'll clean it up."

"What are you packing up, why don't you go quickly?" Zhang Baobao crossed his arms and wrinkled his face helplessly.

Could it be that my uncle suddenly became enlightened and wanted to think about how to dress?
Zhang Baobao touched his chin and nodded with a sense of accomplishment: "It's rare, Baobao is waiting for you."

"I'll bring some dessert to Lin Weiwei, soon." Ji Mingyou picked up the packaging bag and packed it, with a smile in his eyes, Lin Weiwei will be very happy to see it.

Looking at Ji Mingyou carrying several bags, Zhang Baobao saw that there were not many desserts left in the cupboard in the store. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said in surprise, "Is this called a little?"

Ji Mingyou turned his head away, murmured, and felt a little exaggerated, coughed and said, "Let's go, don't you want to go?"

After tidying up her appearance, Liu Lu came out with a pale face. Seeing this, she was taken aback and asked anxiously, "Manager, where are you going?"

She just wanted to spend more time with Ji Mingyou while Lin Weiwei was away, so why couldn't she be with her?
Ji Mingyou changed hands, took out the car keys, and said softly with a smile in his eyes, "I'm going to visit Lin Weiwei. You can go to the shop, you can get off work early."

Liu Lu sneered and saw that there was almost nothing in the window, and it was Lin Weiwei who got her to leave work early.

Liu Lu, your efforts are ridiculous at this moment.

"Let's go first, thanks for your hard work." After Ji Mingyou finished speaking, he walked out of the shop, put the desserts in the car in a hurry, and walked away with a bag.

Liu Lu smiled wryly, and stood at the cash register with a sad face, like an empty shell that had lost its soul.

"Did you know that the criminal who committed murder in the market was arrested?"

"I know that the court is going to convict him, but he deserves it."

Listening to the customer's conversation, Liu Lu opened her eyes wide in surprise, quickly grabbed one of them, and asked nervously, "Is it the car accident in Hezhong Market?"

The caught woman stared at her suspiciously, opened Liu Lu's hand, kept a distance and said, "Yes, the report just came out."

Liu Lu was ecstatic, and the panic accumulated for many days flowed out of her eyes like running water, dripping onto her chest, and murmured, "That's great, God still loves me, so I must hurry up and convict me."

"Why are you so excited, are you okay?" The woman took out a tissue from her bag in astonishment and handed it over.

Liu Lu was in danger. She couldn't show her flaws. She covered her joyful eyes with a tissue and whimpered, "My friend died in it. I just couldn't help it for a while."

Liu Lu immediately made up a reason, pretended to be sad and ran into the tool room, trembling with excitement, smiling crazily, but her face was covered with tears.

She still has a chance, she has already spent too much on Ji Mingyou, and she must take it back.

Inside the apartment, Zhang Baobao stood on tiptoe, happily rang the doorbell twice, and shouted loudly: "Auntie, Baobao is here to see you."

Before the words were finished, the door was opened. Lin Weiwei stood alone and said angrily, "No shouting here. Some of my neighbors don't know that I'm single, so don't let people misunderstand."

Lin Weiwei has been frightened by the enthusiastic neighbor aunt, and doesn't want to be pestered to ask around.

Zhang Baobao put his hands in his pockets, and when he saw Lin Weiwei, he ran over happily, intending to hug him.

"Look carefully, you will be injured again by your coach Lin." Ji Mingyou's eyes flashed nervously, and he immediately grabbed Zhang Baobao's hat, pulled it back, and said seriously.

Zhang Baobao turned his head, stuck out his tongue, and snorted: "I have a measure."

Zhang Baobao took the opportunity to grab Lin Weiwei's hand, hid behind her, and said firmly, "Auntie, if uncle teaches me a lesson, you have to protect me."

Lin Weiwei flicked his little head, and sat down on the sofa with a bouncing bouncing: "I am already like this, how can I protect you."

Zhang Baobao froze all of a sudden, smiled flatteringly, and slowly hid aside.

Ji Mingyou didn't bother to argue with him, walked in, closed the door gently, and put the dessert on the table: "Is Boss Xia not here to take care of you?"

"That's right, are all these desserts for me?" Lin Weiwei nodded nonchalantly, stretched out his hand to open the bag, his eyes glowed with joy, and asked with his hands on the bag.

Ji Mingyou held the teacup indifferently, hummed unnaturally, secretly regretted taking too much for a while, and said in a deep voice: "You love desserts, so it's the compensation for not taking good care of you."

Lin Weiwei hugged the pillow, stared at Ji Mingyou intently with deep eyes.

Ji Mingyou turned sideways slightly, taking too many desserts, which made the girl suspicious.

"Ji Mingyou, why don't you come here often recently?" Lin Weiwei looked at it with some resentment, took a cake and ate it, and asked curiously.

Ji Mingyou's heart trembled, was she looking forward to her visit?

However, the person behind him hadn't been caught yet, Ji Mingyou didn't want the people around him to be hurt, so he temporarily kept his distance.

Ji Mingyou wanted to tell the reason, but he was afraid of frightening Lin Weiwei.

Ji Mingyou's ears were reddish, his eyes were deep, he stared at Lin Weiwei, and asked seriously, "Are you looking forward to my coming?"

Time passed at the same speed, but after Ji Mingyou finished speaking, he could clearly feel that time had stopped, waiting for Lin Weiwei's answer.