The president is committing suicide

Only after Ding Jiaying increased the "carrot" force - giving away jewelry - did Xiao Mimi smile happily during the afternoon nursing.

"Let's forget about the matter of my ex-husband's brother. But I still keep your suggestion in mind. I'm still looking for a house for you. When I find a few, I'll send them to you later and you can pick one."

Ding Jiaying squinted her eyes and enjoyed it, humming, "Got it."

"Your tone now reminds me of the emperor's red-ink comments on memorials."

Ding Jiaying was too lazy to talk: "Be careful of wrinkles."

These words really made her quiet for a while.

Just for a moment.

"I feel like you are hiding something from me." Xiao Mimi frowned slightly.

Ding Jiaying didn't want to answer, so she had to pretend to be asleep.

Moving, good question.

It was the same concern as last time: where could I move to avoid being discovered? Where could I move to avoid being neighbors with them?

Ding Jiaying has no idea now, and doesn't want to fill her mind with all the messy things related to Shen Cong all the time.

It would be good to be quiet, calm and have a moment of peace.

What was even more surprising was that Shen Heng insisted on calling Ding Jiaying "sister" sweetly every time he saw her, and delivered breakfast to them before school every day. It quickly developed to the point where he would receive lunch, dinner and midnight snack as long as she was at home.

"Has your brother changed his career to become a chef? Or do you no longer need to go to school and work as a courier?" Ding Jiaying was a little annoyed but couldn't say anything harsh.

Shen Heng answered seriously: "We are very serious about going to school, but we don't learn much in school. My brother said that we can study at home or exercise for half a day. So I eat breakfast, lunch and dinner at home. If I eat, you must eat too."

"You're quite loyal." Ding Jiaying touched his head.

Shen Heng was even proud: "Of course not. Cooking for two people is the same anyway. You two eat little, so one portion is enough. It's not troublesome."

Ding Jiaying doesn’t like cooking three meals a day, and even finds eating a bit annoying. She doesn’t need that much energy and is too lazy to wash so many dishes.

So the number of times she and Xiao Mimi had a fight while living together was very few.

"Okay, go back, got it." Ding Jiaying glanced at the half-open door opposite. Shen Cong is now living a secluded life as a househusband and his company is still running normally. It's pretty impressive.

She deleted Shen Cong's phone number. She couldn't ask him in person what he was thinking.

"Another meal?" Xiao Mimi came over to take a look. "Your cooking skills are superb, with both meat and vegetables. It's just that I don't like carrots."

Ding Jiaying opened the lunch box, and the two of them each took a bowl and started eating.

"The neighbor next door saved us a lot of food expenses by giving us this gift. I feel embarrassed." Xiao Mimi said, "You see, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. How about we give them a gift in return? It's a good thing to be grateful for what you have received."

Ding Jiaying also thought this made sense: "Then you decide on the delivery, and I'll pay for it."

"It's not about money. It's mainly because you know Shen Cong better. I can't think of a gift."

Ding Jiaying thought for a second while eating: "Then don't worry about it, leave it to me."

On the third day, Shen Heng came to bring dinner to Ding Jiaying again, and Ding Jiaying asked him to wait.

Shen Heng looked back at the swaying shadow behind his door, nodded obediently and waited.

After a while, Shen Heng returned home with a small box.

"I told you that your sister would be impressed. Look, she gave you a gift."

Shen Cong pretended not to care: "Put it there, I'll come and see it later."

"No, I want to see."

"Have you not done your homework yet?"

"Ow."

Shen Heng reluctantly moved his eyes away from the box and went to the study to do his homework.

Shen Cong's eyes were deep. He didn't expect that she would take action so quickly and respond to him so easily.

After wiping the water off his hands and glancing at the tightly closed study, Shen Cong sat down at the table with peace of mind.

Shen Heng pricked up his ears, concentrated and held his breath to listen to the news outside.

Silence, unreasonably silence.

He felt like a cat scratching his heart, and he couldn't bear the torment in his heart. He opened the door a crack and almost fell to the ground with fright.

Shen Cong's face looked extremely ugly, even uglier than when he couldn't solve the competition questions.

Shen Heng was just young but not stupid, so he quickly closed the door and went back to his desk to do his homework.

The biggest question now is whether I need to get up early tomorrow to deliver breakfast to the neighbors next door?

Or can I still deliver it tomorrow?

It looked like Shen Cong had failed.

But shouldn’t a man who cooks delicious food be popular? It seems that what my mother said is not entirely correct.

Shen Heng wrote down all these little troubles in his diary.

Ding Jiaying didn't understand why Shen Cong wanted to bring Shen Heng with him. Even if he brought Shen Heng with him, he still couldn't go to the international school that she was used to.

The houses nearby do not have the attributes of a school district. Shen Heng attends the most ordinary public primary school, which is not even as good as Xueye Primary School in the alley next to Qiao Shen’s old house.

I don’t understand what Shen Cong is thinking.

Moreover, we make children go to school half a day every day. Even if they are talented, we should not waste their time like this.

After all, humans are social animals. In addition to studying, Shen Heng should also have friends.

So the gift Ding Jiaying gave him was a turtle carved from Dushan jade.

A long time ago, I don’t know how long.

Ding Jiaying and Shen Cong once went to the zoo together and saw a turtle.

It is different from other turtles. It does not float on the water in a group or stack up together to bask in the sun.

It strolled leisurely in a separate garden, and a sign outside said it was 156 years old.

The story about it is about one hundred and fifty years of companionship among three generations of a family.

But unfortunately, the family had an accident and the unattended turtle was sent to the zoo.

It never plays or chats with its own kind. It stays away from the turtle group and the human body.

Longevity is like a punishment for it.

Half a year later, when Ding Jiaying went there again, the turtle was gone.

The staff said that the depressed turtle finally starved itself to death.

Ding Jiaying hopes that Shen Cong can understand what she means and stop involving Shen Heng in complicated matters, and let him go to class, study and live simply.

If that turtle had made some friends and had more fun, like a normal turtle, he wouldn't have committed suicide after a family member died.

Shen Heng can be smart, but he should be a smart person who can live an ordinary life like an ordinary person.

"So, what do you think the meaning of her giving you this gift is?" asked Dr. Liu on the other end of the phone.

"I feel like she's telling me to get lost." Shen Cong's face darkened.

Doctor Liu nodded: "I think so too. How about you let her be alone first?"

"If I was willing to be conscious, why would I call you?"