This wealthy family is too rich for me

"Actually, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and turned around to leave.

"Hey, bro!"

Jing Yiren called out to Jing Yuanxi again, "What are you so busy with, didn't you agree to stay and have dinner together?"

"No need, no need."

Jing Yuanxi waved her hand, "If he wants to bully you, you must tell your brother me immediately."

"Well, well, I see."

The two have known each other for so long, and have supported each other for a period of time. In Jing Yiren's heart, Jing Yuanxi is already her closest family member.

"You too, if you encounter something at work, you must tell your sister and me as soon as possible."

"Your brother and I are heroic, so is it possible that we will encounter any setbacks?"

After saying this, Jing Yuan Xiping regained his sunny look, "Remember what I said, call me as soon as you need anything."

"it is good."

As if explaining something, in the end, Jing Yuanxi took a deep look at Jing Yiren, then turned and left.

Actually, Jing Yuanxi didn't really express his feelings to Jing Yiren, so Jing Yiren didn't think about that at all.

Now that Doudou was falling asleep, Jing Yuanxi left again, Jing Yiren was the only one left in the house, so she had no idea about cooking.

She returned to her studio and started her own creation.

When Jing Yiren got busy, she forgot the time. It wasn't until the afternoon when she heard some small movements in Doudou's bedroom that she suddenly realized that the time had passed so quickly.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

Doudou rubbed her eyes, and said to Jing Yiren in a childish voice.

"Good good."

Jing Yiren put down the paintbrush in his hand, "Mom will cook for you now."

It is better for Doudou to mainly eat light food these days, so Jing Yiren made hand-rolled noodles for Doudou.

Of course, it is hand-rolled noodles, but Jing Yiren still puts a lot of effort into the production process. She specially boiled chicken soup, and added carrot juice to the flour...

A bowl of hand-rolled noodles looks simple, but it tastes very rich. Doudou is not picky about food, and it tastes very satisfying.

After such a toss, it soon became night, and after helping Doudou take a bath, it was time for Doudou to go to bed again.

All in all, the day passed by so busy, and Dongfang Yanhe hadn't come back until late at night.

Doudou has fallen asleep now, Jing Yiren looked at the phone, wanting to call Dongfang Yanhe's phone number.

However, after hesitating for a long time, she finally put the phone back in her pocket.

The days of waiting are not easy, especially in the long night, it seems that this feeling of loneliness is invisibly magnified.

The living room is already big, not to mention the environment is very quiet now, so even the sound of the clock hands rotating is so obvious.

Alone in this quiet space, Jing Yiren inevitably remembered what happened this morning.

Although she didn't know exactly what it was, there was at least one thing she could be sure of now.

That's what Dongfang Yanhe is facing now. It's definitely not a small matter... It always seems that everything is going on as usual. Dongfang Yanhe is still calm, but it really makes Jing Yiren worry.

She is under the protection of Dongfang Yanhe, but now she encounters a problem, but she seems to be unable to help Dongfang Yanhe.

This feeling is not really bad, but it always seems that there is a stone pressing on her heart, making everything depressive.

Jing Yiren shook her head, hoping to get rid of all her such thoughts.

Dongfang Yanhe said that he would definitely come back tonight, so Jing Yiren prepared supper for Dongfang Yanhe.

Although the steps to make a bowl of peanut glutinous rice soup are not complicated, they are also carefully made by her.

It's just... even after making the soup, Dongfang Yanhe still didn't come back in this silent night.

Jing Yiren took out her mobile phone from her pajamas pocket again, and stared at the lock screen, still hesitating.

Maybe Dongfang Yanhe is still working now. In this case, her phone call might disturb Dongfang Yanhe's work.

After a little hesitation, Jing Yiren still put down the phone.

After all, the night is still long, and she has nothing to do now, so she might as well just wait like this.

However, even when the sky turned bright white, the long night had passed, and Dongfang Yanhejiao hadn't returned yet.

Seeing the sky light up bit by bit, Jing Yiren could only comfort herself, she was just insomnia, and she wasn't deliberately waiting.

A new day has come, after all, there are still many things that need her to do.

In the morning, she made breakfast, and then sent Jing Doudou to the kindergarten, and then she started her work at home.

The day before the start of the design competition is getting closer and closer, but she hasn't made much progress yet, which is exactly what she has to do.

Before the work started for a while, suddenly, she heard a messy knock on the door.

The sound of knocking on the door sounded complicated and irregular. It just made people feel inexplicably upset.

Jing Yiren put down the paintbrush in his hand, walked to the door and opened it.

In Jing Yiren's impression, Dongfang Yanhe has always been a calm and courageous person, but now he... probably because of the alcohol, he seems a little depressed for no reason.

Dongfang Yanhe was really drunk. Even though there was a distance between them, Jing Yiren could still smell the extremely strong smell of alcohol.

However, it was not only this that surprised her, but also the person who supported Dongfang Yanhe at this time.

It was a familiar and beautiful face. In Jing Yiren's memory, she seemed to have never seen anyone so close to Dongfang Yanhe.

Dongfang Yanhe put one hand on her shoulder, and he couldn't stop leaning forward, probably because he was drunk, he didn't even raise his head.

Only this unfamiliar girl smiled at Jing Yiren.

After Jing Yiren was stunned for two or three seconds, he opened the door and let the two of them walk in quickly.

"It's heavy, come in quickly."

Jing Yiren said to the girl.

This girl's appearance was extremely gentle, and her voice sounded like a warm spring breeze, "Okay."

"Excuse me, are you the girlfriend of President Dongfang?"

After the two of them worked together to put Dongfang Yanhe on the sofa, the girl straightened up and smiled at Jing Yiren again.