Jiang Ran ate a mouthful of Feng Jing's porridge. It was not bad, just a little salty.

Feng Jing waited for her to finish eating, then went upstairs to change his clothes. They agreed to meet downstairs.

The community was very lively today. The news of the burglary last night had spread among the residents. Although the two burglars were caught, the residents were still very worried about the safety of the community. They gathered together and asked the property management to give them an explanation.

Because of the large number of burglaries, the police came again today and went door to door to take statements. Jiang Ran also took a statement first, then took Er Huang to the hospital.

Feng Jing was still driving his white Cayenne today, but he had already washed it clean.

The morning sun was just right, and the car looked more eye-catching than it did on that rainy night.

Many residents in the community had seen this car in the garage, but they did not know who it belonged to. After being curious for a long time, they finally saw the owner today.

But the owner dressed like a pervert, so when people talked about him, they tried to lower their voices, afraid that he would hear them.

Feng Jing had been used to people's eyes, so he did not care about the residents' eyes at all.

He waited for Jiang Ran to fasten her seat belt, then calmly drove the car out: "Which pet hospital do you want to go to?"

Jiang Ran told him the name of the hospital. This was the hospital she went to when she saved Er Huang.

Er Huang had been going to the hospital for injections this year, so the doctor knew his condition better.

There were not many people in the pet hospital. The doctor treated Er Huang's wounds and carefully examined him again.

While waiting, Feng Jing received a call from Michel. Seeing the name on the screen, he frowned slightly.

"I have to go out and take a call," Feng Jing said to Jiang Ran and walked out with his phone. "What's up?"

"Feng Zong, where are you?

I heard that your building was burglarized last night! "Michel sounded very anxious." Are you okay? "

"I'm fine. The thief was discovered on the seventh floor."

"That's good. It's really not safe there. You should move back to Huadu!"

Feng Jing said, "It's okay. After last night, there shouldn't be any thieves coming here for a while."

"… No, the security in this community is too weak. How am I going to explain to Qin Dong if something happens to you while you're living there?"

Michel was mentally and physically exhausted. He felt that if Feng Jing continued to be so stubborn, he could only inform Qin Fan to deal with it.

Feng Jing was silent for a while and finally relaxed a little. "I should move back soon." He also felt that this community was too unsafe. He was not at ease with Jiang Ran living there alone.

He had to find an opportunity to explain his identity to Jiang Ran. It would be best if she could move to his place, but in his current situation, it was not suitable for him to live with others.

When Michel heard what he said, she didn't let her guard down. "How long is soon?

I'll be worried if you live there for even a day!

You don't know that I was almost scared to death when I heard the news this morning! "She didn't want tomorrow's headlines to be that the newly crowned best actor, Feng Jing, was unfortunately killed because of a thief in his home.

"It won't be long … It won't be long.

Okay, I'm outside now. Let's talk when I get back. "

Michelle fell into a deep despair as she listened to the abrupt end of the call.

Let's talk when I get back? Okay, I'll go to Zhenshui Village and wait!

After the inspection of Er Huang, Feng Jing directly drove Jiang Ran back. On the way, they passed by a home improvement store. Jiang Ran asked the master to help her change the windows.

It was already noon when they got home. Jiang Ran was not in the mood to cook, so she ordered takeout. "Mr. Feng, why don't you stay here and eat with us?"

Feng Jing said, "No, I have an appointment with someone at noon."

Jiang Ran nodded and didn't say anything. Feng Jing thought for a while and said, "Why don't you ask your friend to come and live with you these days? You'll feel more at ease if you two live together."

After the accident, Jiang Ran was indeed a little scared to be alone at home. However, her best friend in A City, Yan Huanhuan, worked far away from here. If she moved here, it would be more troublesome for her to go to work.

"It's okay. I have Er Huang." She said as she squatted down and rubbed Er Huang. Er Huang barked and wagged its tail.

Feng Jing thought for a while and said, "Then give me your phone number. It's not convenient to use WeChat. If you need anything, you can call me directly." After that, he added helplessly, "It's better to call before 12 o 'clock."

Jiang Ran thought that Mr. Feng's schedule was really healthy. She took out her mobile phone from her bag and said, "Okay."

After exchanging phone numbers, Feng Jing finally went upstairs.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw two pairs of men's leather shoes at the door.

Feng Jing: "…"

The alarm in his heart quickly went off. When he was about to close the door and leave quietly, Qin Fan came out from inside. "Mr. Feng, why are you leaving again?"

Feng Jing: "…"

If it was a blessing, it wouldn't be a disaster. If it was a disaster, it couldn't be avoided.

Come on, he could bear it.

He closed the door, took off his mask and hat, and smiled at Qin Fan. "Why are you here, Mr. Qin? Rice noodles?"

The last three words, rice noodles, were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Michel broke out in a cold sweat as soon as she appeared. She stammered, "Today, when I was about to come to you, Qin Dong asked me where you moved to …"

"Then you told him?" Feng Jing looked at her and sneered.

Michel was about to cry. "I, I …"

"He wanted to lie to me. Ha, do you think I'm so easy to fool?

I just scared him a little and he told me everything. "Qin Fan helped her to add on.

Feng Jing looked at Michel with a complicated expression. "My child, your father is very disappointed in you."

Michel: "…"

"This is what I wanted to say to you too." Qin Fan looked at Feng Jing and sneered.

Feng Jing: "…"

In the living room, Feng Jing and Qin Fan each sat on one side of the sofa. Only Michel stood alone, not daring to approach them.

"You'd better give me a satisfactory explanation. Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious." Qin Fan crossed his legs and fully released the aura of a BSS.

Unfortunately, Feng Jing had seen many big scenes in the past few years and was not frightened by his aura at all. "I'm not in a good mental state recently. I want to change my environment to improve my condition. Maybe it will help my condition."

"Do you know what 'improve' means?

You moved here from Huadu and you call this improvement? "

"… I think that good or bad is subjective. Everyone has different standards. I like this place very much."

"What do you like about this place?

Are you a thief who is especially agile? "

Feng Jing: "…"

He glanced at Michel, who was curled up in a corner. He had really told Qin Fan everything.

"Move back to your place today. 'Secret' is about to start filming. Your vacation is over."

Feng Jing opened his mouth. Just as he was about to say something, Qin Fan interrupted him again. "I'll take over your work from now on. If there's anything I can't handle, I'll ask Michelle to do it."

Feng Jing: "…"

"That's it. Michel, help Movie King Feng pack his things." Qin Fan got up from the sofa and walked out of the door.

Only Feng Jing and Michel were left in the room. Michel tried her best to reduce her presence. She wished she could shrink into a small dot. "I-I'll help you pack your things first!"

Feng Jing pursed his lips and furrowed his brows tightly.

He hadn't made any progress with the soul exchange with Er Huang yet. He was also planning to further develop his relationship with Jiang Ran. He didn't expect Qin Fan to find out.

At this moment, Qin Fan's image in his eyes was that of a parent who broke up a pair of mandarin ducks.

It could be said that he really wanted to let Er Huang go and bite him.

He walked to the window and found Jiang Ran's number that he had just saved. He called her.

Jiang Ran's takeout had just arrived. She put down the half-opened box and glanced at her phone.

Mr. Feng.

It was her first time talking to Mr. Feng on the phone, so she was actually a little nervous. She unconsciously adjusted her sitting position and picked up the phone. "Hello, Mr. Feng."

Hearing Jiang Ran's voice, Feng Jing was stunned for a moment before he said into the phone, "Hello."

After greeting each other, the two of them fell silent at the same time. After a while, Feng Jing spoke again. "It's like this. Something happened on my side. I'll be moving back home for a while. But if you need anything, you can still call me."

Jiang Ran didn't expect this. She was stunned for a moment before she said, "Okay, I got it. Is the situation at home serious?

Is there anything that you need my help with? "

Feng Jing smiled and said, "It's not serious. I can handle it. But there is something that I really need your help with."

"What is it?"

"Help me take care of myself."

Even though Jiang Ran had always been a person with a pure heart and few desires, at this moment, her old face turned red.

Was she fated to offend people with the surname Feng this year? Whenever she met them, she blushed and her heart palpitated.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Feng Jing timely changed the topic. "By the way, do you still remember Pupkin's concert?"

"Yes."

"The concert is next week. I'll come and pick you up in advance."

"Okay, then let's keep in touch by phone."

"Okay."

This time, the two of them were silent for a long time at the same time. Then Jiang Ran said goodbye first.

After she hung up the phone, Feng Jing sighed softly.

It would be difficult to sneak out to watch the concert under Qin Fan's nose.

But he would find a way.

Feng Jing didn't leave a lot of things here, so it didn't take much time for Michel to pack up. But … he packed up some very strange things. "Feng Zong, are these vitamins, facial masks, eye creams, and other things for you to use?"

These … seemed to be for women.

His first reaction was that Feng Jing had a woman here before. But when he saw that these things were unopened, he calmed down.

"…" Feng Jing looked at the pile of things in his hands and said, "Oh, I bought them for my sister. But I didn't have time to bring them over."

"I see. Then I'll help you send them to your sister's company."

"No need. You can take them all back first."

"Okay." Michel packed up the large pile of skincare products and left with Feng Jing.