The president is committing suicide

Xin An felt that he should be jealous. How could she be so open-minded?

My once twisted love, deformed jealousy, and emotions that had nowhere to go all became ridiculous in front of her.

I met her by the lake by some strange fate, and went up to say hello for no apparent reason. It was already a good thing that she didn't slap me in the face.

I didn't expect that she would extend an olive branch to me.

I am not as good as her.

Once this thought comes up, I can't suppress it, I can't help but argue and affirm it.

If Xin An were an ordinary woman, she would definitely be happy to use the method of quarreling to cover up her shocking defeat.

Unfortunately, she is not an ordinary girl. She can be overwhelmed emotionally, but she is very clearly aware that she must never let herself fall into the point of no return and forgetting herself.

The darkness makes it difficult to see faces, so saying insincere words doesn’t seem so unnatural.

She tried hard to restrain herself from showing her admiration for Ding Jiaying, but she was so frank about her recognition of her own abilities.

When Ding Jiaying returned, it was already quite dark, but the spring atmosphere made the city go to bed late.

The road by the lake was blocked and only a long red line could be seen. The diffuse light was like a cordon overflowing from the world.

No one called me in a hurry to ask why I hadn't returned home yet, and no one was waiting for me at home. I didn't know where the food was, whether it was hot or cold, and a cup of coffee made my mind clear but my stomach empty.

As she walked to the door, Ding Jiaying frowned.

"Why are you here?"

Shen Heng was sleepy as he stood up from the ground holding his lunch box and almost fell down.

Ding Jiaying reached out to steady him: "Why don't you go home and sleep? You're not lying to me now that you don't remember the password to your home, are you?"

Shen Heng embarrassedly pretended not to hear and raised the lunch box: "This is for you. Sister, are you hungry?"

His face is very similar to Shen Cong's, but he is younger and has not yet learned to keep his thoughts to himself.

The deliberate attempt to hide the embarrassment was not very successful.

Ding Jiaying had no choice but to pretend she didn't see it: "I'm just hungry. Thank you. Have you eaten? Come in and have something to eat with me."

Shen Heng followed Ding Jiaying into the house and carefully drank a glass of juice at the dining table.

This guy must be afraid of being alone and dare not run away anywhere else, so he is waiting here.

"Who made today's meal?" Ding Jiaying opened the box and asked Shen Heng with a smile.

The style of the food in the box was very different from what he had received before. The cute rice balls and scrambled eggs with tomatoes were probably the result of all of Shen Heng's efforts.

"Is it not good?" There was visible tension on Shen Heng's face.

Bad looking? Bad tasting? Or neither?

Who would be so cruel as to make such a hardworking and adorable child sad?

Ding Jiaying lowered her head and gave him a gentle smile: "Great. It's cuter than all the previous ones. I like scrambled eggs with tomatoes the most."

Soon, Ding Jiaying regretted saying this.

"Heng, how do you distinguish between sugar and salt when cooking?"

Shen Heng thought for a moment and said, "I was so busy looking at the recipe and the pot that I didn't pay attention to how to tell them apart. There were two of the same kind, so I put some of both in to avoid putting the wrong ones in."

It was indeed not put in the wrong place, but the quantity seemed to be wrong.

Very salty and sweet.

Ding Jiaying ate with a grimace in her mouth and put it down after taking a bite.

"What's wrong? Didn't my sister do well?"

Ding Jiaying had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "It's not your problem, it's mine. I actually ate something outside today, and I'm not very hungry now. I'll put it in the refrigerator and eat it tomorrow."

Shen Cong had not returned until late at night, and Shen Heng had fallen asleep on the sofa again.

This time she couldn't guarantee that she could move the person to the other side without waking him up.

Shen Cong didn't see Shen Heng on the surveillance camera, so he naturally checked the doorbell footage.

Sure enough, Shen Heng was soon seen following Aying into the opposite side, and he turned around and stuck out his tongue at the camera.

"Be serious. Didn't I tell you not to play with your phone for a while?" The doctor's voice was serious.

Shen Cong obeyed obediently and put down his phone, which was rare.

Liu Zhihu muttered to himself, why hasn't he listened to me after all these years?

It turns out that monks from outside are good at chanting.

Ding Jiaying kept her ears perked up to listen to the noise on the other end, but she didn't dial the unfamiliar number on her phone.

What is Shen Cong doing? Since he has promised Ji Ping to take care of Shen Heng, is this how he is going to take care of him? He left him alone at home and didn't even call to ask about his situation?

There was no other way, so Ding Jiaying turned on Shen Heng's watch and sent a message to Shen Cong: "I'm at sister Ding Jiaying's house, don't worry."

It was not convenient to let the kid sleep on the sofa, so Ding Jiaying struggled to move him to the bed.

When Xiao Mimi came back, she saw Ding Jiaying sleeping on the sofa and was touched: "Are you waiting for me?"

Ding Jiaying ruthlessly shattered her fantasy, opened the door and let her see Shen Heng on the bed.

"Does Shen Cong want to use a child to soften your heart? It's a conspiracy." Xiao Mimi sneered.

Ding Jiaying comforted her: "Am I someone who can be bribed so easily?"

It’s not that they are easily bribed, but that they are too easy to empathize with others and consider others.

Xiao Mimi doesn't like Shen Cong. She thinks that this man is a scheming and unpredictable person. He made such a big fuss before, but now he is approaching Aying as if nothing happened.

In the past, he could do evil things to hurt Aying out of revenge, so how can we assume now that this person has turned over a new leaf and is a kind person?

"Every failure is a learning experience. You can't fall into the same pit twice. You must remember what you said."

Ding Jiaying looked at her hurried tone, her eyes moistened: "I know you feel sorry for me. I will feel sorry for myself too."

When Shen Cong received the message, he knew it was definitely not sent to him by that brat Shen Heng.

He has always been too lazy to edit text, so ever since he got a phone watch, he just makes calls directly.

Even if she really had to contact him, Aying was still unwilling to use her own phone.

But anyway, at least we have taken the first step.

Shen Cong replied: "I'm in the hospital tonight. Please take care of Shen Heng first. I'll pick him up tomorrow morning."

There was a text message from a stranger on the phone, with no beginning or end. It took Ding Jiaying three seconds to realize that it was Shen Cong's phone number.

Ding Jiaying pretended that she had not seen it, threw her phone aside, washed up, and fell asleep on the same bed with Xiao Mimi.

The weather was getting warmer, and it felt like summer. Ding Jiaying's coat was a little too loose.

A cup of iced coffee made her teeth tremble, and she remembered the doctor's advice to drink less cold drinks as they would irritate her teeth.

The doorbell rang and Shen Cong arrived much later than expected.

Ding Jiaying handed Shen Heng to Shen Cong and hurried out.

"You'd better take good care of your brother. We won't live here from today on. If he runs away from home again tonight, we can't help him."