Jiang Ran spent the whole afternoon sorting out the things she brought back from abroad. She was so tired that she ordered takeout for dinner.

She had been abroad for a week and had accumulated a week's worth of orders. She needed to send out a lot of goods.

She wanted to find a temporary worker to help her.

But after calculating the labor costs and her own income, she dismissed the idea.

It was not worth it.

"Woof, woof, woof."

Er Huang saw that she had been busy for the whole afternoon and finally stopped. It walked to the sofa and looked up at her.

Its eyes were black and round. Jiang Ran couldn't stand it when it looked at her like this.

Er Huang seemed to know that it looked cute, so every time it asked Jiang Ran for food, it would look at it with this expression.

It succeeded every time.

"Er Huang." Jiang Ran picked it up and touched it.

"Woof, woof."

Er Huang's leg was wrapped in gauze. It was not very convenient for it to move, so it obediently lay on the sofa and rubbed against her.

Jiang Ran took the phone on the table, took a picture of it, and uploaded it to her WeChat Moments.

Jiang Ran: My little hero Er Huang (heart)

Yan Huanhuan replied to Jiang Ran: My WeChat Moments are full of selfies. Only you are persistent in showing off your dog (smile)

Jiang Ran replied to Yan Huanhuan: (smile)

He Zhiyuan: What's wrong with Er Huang's leg?

Is it injured?

Jiang Ran replied to He Zhiyuan: Yes, I caught a thief last night (facepalm)

Yan Huanhuan replied to Jiang Ran: I just found out that your dog's leg is wrapped in gauze.

Jiang Ran was thinking about whether to send a unified reply when her phone rang. It was He Zhiyuan.

She thought for a while and picked up the phone. "He Zhiyuan, what's the matter?"

"Was there a thief in your house last night?" He Zhiyuan's voice was full of concern.

Jiang Ran said, "Yes, but fortunately, he was caught by the police."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. It's just that my Er Huang is injured."

"Is it serious?

Should we send him to the hospital for a check-up?

I'm about to get off work. Why don't I pick you up? "

"No need. Mr. Feng already sent it to the hospital this morning."

Hearing the name "Mr. Feng", He Zhiyuan was silent for a moment before he said, "That's good. Is Er Huang alright?"

"It doesn't matter. The doctor and the police praised it for its bravery." Jiang Ran said and rubbed Er Huang's head again.

"Woof!" Er Huang barked as if responding to her.

He Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Do you need any help?

Why don't you take Er Huang back to your parents' house for a few days? "

Jiang Ran had thought about going back to her parents' house before, but she shook her head. "Forget it. If they knew, they would be worried sick. Er Huang is very obedient. I'll be fine here alone. Besides, I've been away for a long time. There's still a lot of work waiting for me."

He Zhiyuan thought for a while and said, "Don't push yourself too hard. If you need any help, just let me know."

"Okay, thank you."

"We've known each other for so long. You don't have to be so polite to me." He Zhiyuan said with a hint of self-mockery. "Is it safe at your place recently?"

"It should be safe. After this incident, the security guards will be vigilant for a while. Besides, the police will focus on patrolling this area in the next few days."

"That's good. Then …" He Zhiyuan swallowed the "goodbye" that was at the tip of his tongue and changed his words. "Are you free on Sunday? I'll treat you to dinner to help you get over the shock."

"Uh, there's no need for that. I'm fine now."

He Zhiyuan seemed to know that she would refuse, so he added, "I have something to tell you."

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment and asked him, "What is it?

Can we talk over the phone? "

"It's better to talk about it in person."

Jiang Ran thought for a while and said, "Okay."

"I'll pick you up on Saturday."

"Don't bother. Let's meet at the main store of Starlight Department Store."

"Okay."

He Zhiyuan didn't press her step by step and gave in at the right time. "That's it. Be careful at night."

"I know. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ran sat on the sofa with the phone in her hand. She could more or less guess what He Zhiyuan wanted to tell her. However, she had thought that He Zhiyuan was going to confess to her several times before, but he didn't. Could it be that she was just thinking too much this time?

The phone rang again. This time, it was the delivery boy.

Jiang Ran put on her slippers and went to open the door for the delivery boy.

In the evening, she worked overtime to pack the food. There were many customers on WeChat urging her to deliver the food. Jiang Ran had a headache from all the questions.

When she heard the notification from WeChat, she looked up impatiently and saw that it was Mr. Feng.

Feng: I'm home. Here are the tickets for the concert. I'm looking forward to seeing you next week.

Feng: [Picture]

Jiang Ran finally relaxed a little. She sat in front of the computer and replied, "I'm looking forward to it too.

[Cute] "

Feng: What are you doing now?

Big Ke Buying Agent: [Packing the parcels to be sent tomorrow (cover face)] So many, I'm so tired (cover face)

Feng: Do you want me to find someone to help you tomorrow?

Da Keke: Is it the person who helped you wash your car?

(⊙⊙)

Feng: Something like that.

Da Keke: Haha, there's no need. I can handle it myself.

Feng Jing looked at her message and hated Qin Fan even more. He could have gone downstairs to help her pack the food, but now he could only hold his phone and do nothing.

"The final draft of the script for 'Secret' will be out in a few days. I'll send it to you once I receive it."

Qin Fan walked into the living room and glanced at Feng Jing, who was leaning on the sofa and playing with his phone. "Mr. Feng, it's time for you to settle down and get ready to get into character."

"Got it." Feng Jing looked up and glanced at him.

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows. "I see a strong hatred in your eyes."

Feng Jing said, "It means that I really hate you."

"I'm very honored."

Qin Fan looked at him indifferently. "After the filming starts, I'll accompany you to the set. I hope you'll perform well."

Feng Jing: "…"

Although Qin Fan was his agent, he was not the only artist under Qin Fan.

It was only during the period when he first entered Tianqin that Qin Fan personally accompanied him in all his work. When he was almost on track in all aspects, Qin Fan handed him over to Michelle, who he had personally chosen, to be in charge.

Some artists might feel that they were not valued because their agent was not by their side, but Feng Jing was the opposite. He couldn't wait for Qin Fan not to accompany him, because Michel was obviously easier to manipulate than Qin Fan.

He coughed dryly and looked at Qin Fan. "I think Rice Noodles is pretty good. He has been by my side for the past year, so he knows my preferences very well.

You're so busy. If you're always by my side, the others will feel unhappy. "

Qin Fan said, "What's there to be unhappy about? They don't make as much money as you."

"…" Feng Jing choked. "Although I knew you were this kind of person, it's still very hurtful for you to say it so directly."

"Then remember not to tell them."

Feng Jing: "…"

The name "agent" was really appropriate. Everything was based on money. It could be said that he was the new era's Zhou Pi.

In the evening, Qin Fan did not stay at Feng Jing's place. Feng Jing could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He took a shower, changed into his pajamas, took the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and lay in bed to wait for 12 o 'clock.

Because of the effect of the medicine, he soon felt sleepy. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his right foot, which made him open his eyes.

Ah, this was Jiang Ran's bedroom.

He looked down at his foot wrapped in gauze and whimpered a few times.

It was good to help Er Huang hurt for a few hours every day and let it have a good sleep at night.

"Er Huang, what's wrong?

Does the wound hurt again? "Jiang Ran turned off the computer and went to the bay window to look at Er Huang.

She saw that it had fallen asleep just now, but now it woke up again. It should be the wound that hurt.

She checked it and found no bleeding. Then she bent down and kissed its head. "Good boy. When you get better, I'll give you more food."

Feng Jing's whole body stiffened. Did Jiang Ran just kiss him?

It was different from the brush in the elevator, and there was no thick mask between them. He could almost feel Jiang Ran's soft lips.

"Woof, woof." He unconsciously wagged his tail. Was this a true love kiss?

Well, if it was, he should have returned to his body by now, right?

"Good night, Er Huang." Jiang Ran touched it again, took out a new set of pajamas from the wardrobe, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Feng Jing lay on the bay window happily, and the pain of the wound lessened a lot.

Jiang Ran's kiss was like an anesthetic to him.

It made his heart go soft and numb, and he was a little addicted.

Jiang Ran came out of the shower and saw that Er Huang was still lying there and looking at her with its big eyes. She wondered if she should ask the doctor to prescribe some painkillers when she went to change the dressing next time.

"Go to sleep, Er Huang." Jiang Ran turned off the computer and put on the eye mask.

The next day, she didn't feel lazy again. She got up early and prepared breakfast for herself.

During the week she was abroad, although she didn't cook the vegetables she grew, the farm still responsibly sent the vegetables to her.

These vegetables wouldn't be fresh if she didn't eat them quickly. Alas, she should have asked Mr. Feng to take some yesterday.

She gave some vegetables to Sister Wang, and picked out some to send to her parents.

Thinking that she was going to see He Zhiyuan at Starlight Department Store in the afternoon, she simply went out early to send the vegetables to her parents.

Jiang Ran's mother saw her coming back, and naturally wanted her to stay for dinner. Jiang Ran also wanted to eat with her mother, but she had to refuse. "Next time, I have an appointment with a friend today."

Jiang Ran's mother's gossip radar suddenly started to work. "Friend, is it Yan Huanhuan?

Or is it He Zhiyuan? "

Jiang Ran pulled the corners of her mouth, and said while putting on her shoes, "No, it's not him. You don't know him."

"You made friends with a boy I don't know again?"

"…" Sure enough, they were from the same world and the same mother. "Okay, I'm going to be late. I have to go."

"Remember to come back for dinner next time."

Jiang Ran's mother walked to the door and didn't forget to remind her. "He Zhiyuan is good. You can develop a relationship with him."

"I already said that I'm not. Bye bye bye bye bye." Jiang Ran quickly entered the elevator.