He stepped forward and opened the door. It was Anya who stood at the door.

It seemed that it had just started raining outside, the ground was already very wet, and Anya's body was wet.

He was a little surprised: "Is there anything wrong?"

Anya looked at him with complicated eyes: "Did I do something wrong?"

He thought of deleting her contact information. Perhaps it was because of this that she came to ask. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer. After all, he was not facing his mistress, but his woman's friend.

After standing for a moment, he let the person into the house: "I'll get you a dry towel and wipe it, don't catch a cold."

This season is not very hot, and the temperature is very low after it rains.

Anya was trembling with cold, and her body was wet. She didn't sit down on the sofa, but stood there, looking a little pitiful.

Jing Shaoqing handed her the dry towel: "Did you say I delete your contact information?

I just think it seems that our private contact is not good. Are you women the most taboo man who is the man who contacts his best friend?

I'd better not play with fire.

If it's just for this, you won't come to ask, right?

I have no other meaning, don't think too much."

Anya asked subconsciously: "Is Mengyao minding us contacting?"

He sighed helplessly: "No, it's my own thoughts.

I don’t have clean clothes to change here, why don’t I have a glass of wine to warm up?

I'll drive you back. It's raining outside. Beware of colds this season."

Anya saw the wine he had opened on the table, walked over and poured a glass of glass with the cup he had just used, and he didn't have time to say it: "Uh... that... I'll take you back now?"

Anya shook her head: "I don't want to go back. Mengyao is often not at home, and I'm scared by myself.

She hadn't returned when I came out... In this city, I only know you. I have always been careful and wanted to get along well with you, but I found that it seems that I can't fit into your circle.

Is it because we are essentially different from you?"

Jing Shaoqing was a little overwhelmed: "She has arrived home. I just called her, so you can go back now, don't be afraid.

I've seen it. The security of the apartment you rented is pretty good. Don't be afraid. There are cameras everywhere. Even thieves dare not do it easily.

Don’t think too much about other things, as your mind will not be enough if you think too much."

Anya sat down on the chair at the dining table: "I want to talk to you, but I just want to find someone to talk to you... OK?"

There was a strangely intimate person at home. Jing Shaoqing must be unavailable, but he couldn't drive people away, so he had to sit down and said, "Tell me, I'll listen."

Anya's eyes were slightly red: "I know I made a mistake. I shouldn't have sent Mengyao's manuscript to Jian Mo to read. The last thing that happened was that made you pay for it.

I always felt guilty and uncomfortable. Although I didn't mean it, since that incident, Mengyao and I seemed to be less intimate than before.

Sometimes when she goes out with Ye Junjue, I think this is not good. I hope she can make peace with you, so she will be unhappy if she says a few words to her.

Later I stopped talking about her, I wanted to maintain my relationship with her.

But every time I see her walking further and further on the road to no return, I feel uncomfortable.

You like her so much, how could she do this?

Although I have never been in love, I also know that there is no pure friendship between men and women in the world, and such frequent contacts must not be simple.

I have been keeping these words in my heart for a long time. I don’t want to question her, and I’m afraid that she will eventually trap herself and miss a good person like you.”

Jing Shaoqing pursed her lips: "I said that plagiarism. It doesn't matter. It has been resolved. You don't have to have any psychological burden. I know you didn't mean it.

As for the matter between me and Yaoyao... you don't need to have a psychological burden. How to develop is between me and her.

You don’t have to worry about anyone, I’ll give you an idea. Good friends are right or wrong, and no matter how bad they do, they are. You should be at her. If you look at me, your friendship boat will definitely capsize.

Do you feel much better when you say it?

Then I'll send you back."

Anya nodded, stood up and said, "But... I don't want to go to the wrong side.

I see how you treat her, so I know right or wrong, right and wrong, and I can't turn a blind eye.

It’s much better to say it, thank you.”

Jing Shaoqing smiled meaninglessly: "Then let's go."

In the car, Anya looked at his side face carefully: "You won't have a quarrel with Mengyao because of my words, right?"

I was just feeling upset, so I came here... No one talked to me normally, and my emotions were just overcrowded. Don't talk to Mengyao, just pretend I haven't been here."

Jing Shaoqing's eyes were calm: "No, I know the right way.

Yes, Lin Sa has a girlfriend now. You were the one with the best relationship with Lin Sa, but now you can't get too close to him. It's inconvenient to talk to him. I understand your mood.

However, Yaoyao is not the kind of narrow-minded person. If you have anything you can say to her directly, you can still be as good as before.

The same thing, don't think too much."

He sent Anya back downstairs to the apartment, but he didn't plan to go up together, but just looked at the lights on the floor where Chen Mengyao lived.

Such a rainy night really makes people feel cheerful and depressed, like dark clouds floating in the dark night.

The next day, Mu's house.

With the sound of two sneezing, Mu Tingchen woke up from his sleep. Wen Yan stood in front of the bed with his eyes and eyes wide and small.

He clearly saw the shiny snot coming out from the little dumpling's nose, and casually pulled a tissue from the bedside table and handed it over: "What's the matter?

Have a cold?"

Wen Yan was obviously congested with his nose and his voice sounded dull: "Well... my child and I both caught a cold. It rained last night and it suddenly dropped.

Butler Lin went out early in the morning and was waiting for you to get up and take us to the hospital.

This season, one cold is infected with two people. Don’t spread it to Liu Ma, and you can’t escape it.”

Mu Tingchen smiled helplessly, got up to wash up, and as soon as he changed his clothes, Wen Yan took the mask and forced him to put it on: "It's safer to wear this."

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's not me who caught a cold, why do I need to wear it?

You shouldn't wear it?"

Wen Yan blinked: "My son is so young, why do you wear a mask?

I am also thinking about you, afraid that you will be infected. After all, there is a closed space on the car and the windows cannot be opened even when it rains. You will feel a little wronged.

Anyway, you want to go to the company, so let Chen Nuo put us at the entrance of the hospital. Just go there yourself. My mother and I can handle the rest."
Chapter completed!