The two met in the corridor.

Ying Zenan didn't expect that he would suddenly appear.

The two of them disliked each other.

No, it's just that he doesn't like it unilaterally.

"When she wakes up, why don't you come out with her inside?"

Ying Zenan had good intentions, but he couldn't speak well, so Wen Fucheng didn't care that much about him.

"This is not to make room for you. If I didn't come out, Jingbao's eyes would not be on you."

Whether he can speak or not, this person is too bad at speaking.

"Shut up, Wen Fu Cheng, if you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."

He needs to eat when the occasion arises, but he cannot starve his little girl.

Wen Fucheng went out.

He also needs to clean up himself.

Ying Zenan watched him enter the elevator before moving into the room. Ying Jing drank the water from the water glass with a straw in his mouth.

Seeing him coming, he looked puzzled.

"Why, you dislike me and shouldn't show up."

That's not what it means.

I welcome my brother very much.

"Do you think I don't know what's going on in your mind? I wish I could leave as soon as possible so as not to disturb the tenderness of you and Wen Fu Cheng, a lonely man and a widowed woman, living together in the same room."

Blink at the occasion.

She doesn't think as much as her brother.

Then it’s not impossible if he understands it this way!

She took her cell phone and typed a lot.

Pass it to Ying Zenan to read.

It says: I like my brother the most.

Hum~

"Don't like Wen Fucheng?"

Taking advantage of the situation, I typed a lot on my phone again.

It says: I love Wen Fu Cheng the most.

Come on, why would he bother himself and make himself unhappy?

"Did the doctor come for a checkup today? What did he say?" Although my sister felt a little unsatisfied, she still had to ask the question.

Taking advantage of the situation, I typed a series of numbers on my phone again.

It says: My second uncle knows all this, so brother, don’t worry.

Ying Zenan slapped her on the back of her hand. He originally wanted to slap her on the head, but he was afraid that she would be stunned by the slap.

"Anyway, it's Wen Fucheng, you can't live without him, right?

Hey, my brother finally became smart for once.

However, in response to the situation, he quickly calmed down Ying Zenan's emotions.

There was a long paragraph in the memo. "My brother is also very good. There is no comparison between the two. If I have to tell you one thing in common, it is that you both love me."

This made Ying Zenan unable to answer.

In response to the situation, I wrote another sentence to him.

"Brother and second uncle must live in peace. If you make trouble, it will be me who will be sad in the end."

She's sad, she's sad as hell.

She was coaxed by Wen Fucheng, Shen Qiurong, and even Lao Ying was secretly transferring money to her.

The little princess living in a honeypot day by day.

Wen Fu Cheng brought some breakfast when he came back.

Ying Zenan frowned when he saw it.

"Didn't the doctor tell her that she can't eat these things recently because it would be difficult to chew them? Didn't you listen carefully?"

Wen Fucheng stuffed breakfast into his hand.

"I bought it for you. If you don't want to eat it, you can throw it away."

Ying Zenan couldn't answer this, the breakfast in his hand was still steaming, and it didn't look cheap at all. It seemed like it was a series he liked to eat.

I wanted to laugh at the occasion, but it was a bit uncomfortable to hold it in.

She was also afraid that she would laugh too loudly and injure her wounds.

My brother silently walked aside with his breakfast. Why did he get scared just now? Why didn't he ask me how he knew I didn't have breakfast? What if he came here to eat it?

The porridge eaten on occasion is relatively thick.

Wen Fucheng personally fed it spoonful by spoonful.

Now it was Ying Zenan's turn to look down.

"Her jaw is injured, but her hands are not missing. Are you raising her as a disabled person?"

She glared at her brother dissatisfied at the scene, she just liked Wen Fu Cheng treating her like this.

How can my brother, who is single, understand this kind of little fun between lovers?

Before he finished chewing the buns in his mouth, his secretary called him and called him to the company.

Before leaving, Ying Zenan, a single man, glanced at the two people who were shamelessly showing off their affection.

Ah~ retreat~ retreat~ retreat...

After eating breakfast for more than half an hour, she gently pushed the box in front of her to indicate that she was full.

Wen Fucheng did not continue to force her.

I took the initiative to eat some of the remaining food and tidied up the trash.

When I went out, I met Shen Qiurong. The woman had stewed soup in her hand.

"Would you like to go back and take a rest? I'll take care of Jingbao here."

When he came out, he had eaten and drank enough according to the occasion and dozed off to sleep.

"Excuse me, I'll go back and change my clothes and come over."

After all, it was inconvenient to be in the hospital. The suitcase was full of formal clothes. While he fell asleep at the scene, Wen Fu Cheng went back home.

I came back after a few hours, and when I came back I was carrying a beautiful lunch box.

Shen Qiurong was puzzled after seeing it.

"What are you doing? I prepared some food for Jing Bao." The soup took several hours to cook.

"Well, I know, but she might not be enough."

Shen Qiurong didn't know that meeting the occasion was not enough. When did her daughter become so edible?

Besides, didn’t the doctor tell her to let her eat something easy to chew recently?

It was lunch time, and Shen Qiurong finally saw where Ying Jing's squeamishness came from.

After drinking two bowls of soup, I didn't want to drink it anymore.

Hiccups asked in a low voice.

"I want to eat rice."

"There is no rice," Shen Qiurong did not prepare this for her.

She was not happy because of the situation. She had been eating very little in the past two days. She had to go to the toilet several times longer than usual.

"I don't care, I want to eat rice."

If it were another person, Ying Jing might not be so squeamish and would eat whatever is given to her.

Who knows that the one beside me right now is my mother, who loves to act coquettishly.

Shen Qiurong will also feel sorry for her in the end.

Wen Fu Cheng placed the beautiful lunch box on the small table in front of him, and the little girl's eyes instantly lit up.

Looking at him with adoring eyes.

Shen Qiurong personally saw how Wen Fu Cheng took care of her. He was afraid that it would be difficult for her to chew the rice, so he cooked it to make it softer, pressed it with a spoon to crush it, and mixed the rice in the bowl to make it fluffy. I simmered some pieces of fat and thin braised pork, mashed them up for her and put them in a bowl.
To be continued...