Really young master holding sweet script

"He Ling is used to spending money lavishly." He Xian took the milk tea from Shi Jing's hand, stepped aside and said, "My dad is inside."

He Qing stood where he was, watched the boy raise his head and looked in his direction, and said a little alienatedly, "Hello, Uncle."

He Qing quickly regained his senses from the memory, restrained himself and returned to that calm look, "Hello."

Shi Jing said, "Then don't disturb your chat, I'll go back to the ward first."

He Qing was still standing, watching He Xian close the door of the ward, walking towards him with milk tea in his hand.

He Qing sat back on the sofa again, rubbing his temples tiredly, "How did He Ling meet that child just now?"

He Xian said, "I'm not sure, but He Ling said that he is a shareholder of his western restaurant."

He Qing asked, "What's his name?"

"Shi Jing." He Xian pondered for a moment, "He Ling mentioned that he wanted to take a stake in the western restaurant, and he was willing to let He Ling handle all affairs and only get dividends. I did a special investigation and found out that he is the Shi's Group Chairman's son."

"Shi's Group..." He Qing repeated these words and frowned, "Why is the child in the hospital? Is he in poor health?"

He Xian said, "Yes, I found out that he has always been in poor health. In his second year of high school, he fell ill and took a long absence from school. Now he is transferred to Randy for his third year of high school."

He Qing leaned on the sofa, her voice was very low, as if she was talking to herself, "It's almost time, 18 years have passed, I thought I would never have any contact with Jianfeng for the rest of my life..."

He Qing raised his eyes, and his eyes seemed to light up again, "Help Dad contact the cleaning staff in the hospital to see if he can get the child's hair."

After a pause, he added, "If you are in the third year of high school, you will have to take the college entrance examination in less than half a year. Don't worry about it."

He Xian nodded and said "Yes".

He Qing stroked her chin, and looked sideways at the two cups of milk tea on the coffee table. There were also cute cartoon patterns printed on the paper cups.

When Shi Jing opened the door of her ward, she saw He Ling with bright eyes.

He was about to go to the bathroom, "Is there something on my face?"

"No, no." He Ling said, "I just want to interview you, what do you think about my dad, do you think he looks very similar to you, and although he looks easy to get along with, in fact, the old fox gone?"

Shi Jing blinked and said honestly, "He was standing in the backlight in front of the window, I didn't see clearly."

"You really give me a headache. I thought he must like you."

Halfway through speaking, the door of the ward was knocked, and He Xian's voice came from outside the door, "It's me."

He Ling didn't know why, but felt that his father hadn't left, so he was a little flustered on the spot, and the mosquitoes buzzed, "Little friend, is there any place in your room where you can hide people? How is it outside the window? Is there a flower basket outside the window? I'll try it." Can you hold my weight?"

As he was about to open the window, Shi Jing quickly stopped him, "This is the fifth floor."

"What's so great about death, seeing my dad die is the same, I can't bear the feeling of being tortured by him anymore!"

Shi Jing pointed to her side and said kindly, "There is a bathroom here."

"That's great, you're indeed my angel, I'll definitely make money when I live."

When the bathroom door was closed, Shi Jing had already walked to the door and opened it, "Brother He Xian?"

He Xian's face was indifferent, and he looked straight at him with long and narrow eyes, "My dad doesn't want to drink the clear tea I make, but wants to thank you for your milk tea, and treat you to dinner?"

Shi Jing was hesitating how to decline, when he heard Father He's voice, "Can I show you some face, kid?"

He subconsciously looked for the source of the sound and saw a man in a suit walking towards him. Although Father He wore a pair of goggles with dark yellow lenses on the bridge of his nose, covering the light in his eyes, he still looked very young.

Shi Jing only felt that He's father's appearance seemed a little familiar, and he was about to think of something, but he denied the temperament between the two in his heart, and he sighed in his heart, of course the elder couldn't refuse.

Shi Jing had no choice but to politely say, "Let uncle spend the money."

"How could it be?" He Qing said as naturally as possible, "I admire courageous young people, especially if you dare to invest in He Ling's western restaurant."

He Xian said to Shi Jing, "I still have work to deal with so I won't go, don't forget to lock the door, I'll watch you lock it."

When Shi Jing was about to start, the bathroom door was pushed and creaked, and He Ling walked out with a calm face, "I passed by, and I said that NPCs can be automatically refreshed in the children's bathroom, do you believe me, Dad?"

Unexpectedly, He Xian had no time to talk to He Ling at all.

There are not many restaurants near the hospital, and knowing that Shi Jing was hospitalized because of stomach problems, He Qing chose a vegetarian restaurant.

The decoration style of this vegetarian restaurant is also very special, the overall retro style, and quiet classical music, the waiter introduced the three of them into the private room.

Ever since He Ling and his son met, He Ling had become calm for a while. As soon as Shi Jing sat down, he received a WeChat message from He Ling who was sitting beside him.

He hadn't read carefully what was posted, He Qing on the other side of the dining table asked, "Are you used to living in a hospital?"

Shi Jing was a little stunned. He remembered that when he first met Jiang Li's parents, Jiang Li's parents always asked about his family affairs.

He smiled slightly, and said, "It's good. It's quiet during the day and night. I like quiet places."

"My former fiancée likes to be quiet." He Qing took a sip from the water glass on the table as he spoke, and the sandalwood scent in the private room penetrated into his nostrils.

Memories invaded, and He Qing unconsciously raised the corners of her lips, "We were in college at that time, and there was no money to go to college at that time. My fiancée's family is poor, so I borrowed money to study. She usually saves a lot. , the clothes turned white after washing, and I only ate rice in the cafeteria, and the clothes were washed at night and dried in the morning, and I had to wear them again..."

He Ling couldn't stand it, "Dad, you have told me many times, why you keep pretending to be a poor boy in front of others, so they don't think you are a playboy."

He Qing took another sip of water, too lazy to be familiar with He Ling, "That was all the idea of ​​a certain friend of mine, I didn't expect to have no contact with that friend later."

Shi Jing became a quiet tree hole again.

He Qing said, "My friend is actually a nice person, but he is a bit grumpy and impatient. He usually goes up and beats up people who don't like him, but he is very righteous. I have seen him from afar over the years. , I always feel that I have been worn down by the years and become more stable."

Shi Jing suddenly remembered Xie Yinhan, he was probably such a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person, after all, he had helped him so many times, and he was not used to seeing him during the hospitalization period.

He Qing sighed, "My fiancée, I still often look at her photos. She has always been so young and beautiful, and I have gray hair."

Shi Jing said from the bottom of her heart, "You look very young."

He Qing didn't answer this time.

A waiter came in with a plate, and He Qing stood up, "Eat first, I'll go to the bathroom."

The screen of the phone that Shi Jing was holding had automatically turned off, and he turned it on to see what message He Ling had sent.

But He Ling sat up straight in disbelief, "Hey kid, did you see that my dad seems to be crying? Does he miss his first love?"

The author has something to say: Lack of sleep last night, my eyes are dim today

Make me last one day short QAQ

If you don't make it up tomorrow, just bring a knife and cut me down

I must speed up the progress!

Today's joke:

two snakes meet

Little Snake: Are we poisonous?

Orochi: Of course there is nonsense

Little Snake: After finishing the ball, I bit my tongue