This wealthy family is too rich for me

"Hehe, so it's like this. After so many years of relationship, it's no wonder that we have such a good relationship, and we still work together now." Jing Yiren said in a stiff tone.

It turned out that they were people from different majors in different campuses. No wonder she didn't know her. He had seen her before.Thinking about it now, Dongfang Yanhe seemed to have mentioned that he had a good friend who was in the same university as them, but on a different campus. He seemed to have said that he would introduce her to her when he had the opportunity... I didn’t expect that he had no chance to meet at that time , but now they know each other in this way.

What a trick of fate.

"Hey, what are you talking about? It's all over, and he came over, and everything is going in a good direction. Don't think about those bad things again. Remember, don't mention it in front of him. These things, if he gets angry, I can't save you, and I will be angered together. Especially since he is still sick, don't provoke him. If there is anything, I can only wrong you first. Thank you very much." Han Jiang urged, fearing that she would slip up in front of Dongfang Yanhe if she didn't pay attention.

If she slipped her tongue, Dongfang Yanhe would kill him when he went back, mercilessly.

Jing Yiren smiled, "Don't worry, I don't like to talk about people's personal affairs, that is to say, after hearing what you said, I will forget about it when I hang up the phone."

Han Jiang was very satisfied with Jing Yiren's attitude.See how easy it is to talk to smart people.

"When will you come back? Mr. Cheng, I just let him take antipyretic medicine and put on antipyretic patches, but I don't know how effective it will be. I'm worried that if his temperature can't be lowered, I'm afraid it will be time Going to the hospital, Mr. Cheng probably won’t listen to me and go to the hospital.” Jing Yiren brought the topic back to the real thing, Han Jiang didn’t want to talk about the past, and she didn’t want to listen anymore, she was too uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Dongfang Yanhe is asleep now, otherwise she would be worried that she would not be able to control her emotions in front of him.

Han Jiang seemed a little embarrassed, "I'm not so fast here, and it will take about two hours for me to go back. Yiren, please, take care of him first, and if there is any situation, please let me know. I will find a way. He doesn't have any close people in Haishi, you are more reassuring than the company's people, if I let the company's people take care of it, I'm afraid more things will be involved at that time."

He paused and said: "I know it will be difficult for you to take care of him. After all, you should be our guest, but now I have no better way to trouble you first. You I owe this favor first, okay?"

Jing Yiren smiled, "Look at what you said, anyway, Mr. Cheng and I know each other, and he is your friend. Now that you are not in Haishi, it is not a big problem for me to take care of it. I should also take care of humanitarianism." Let’s talk about it again. Only when Mr. Cheng is healed can our cooperation continue. I take care of Mr. Cheng for the sake of work. I’m just worried that I can’t take care of him well, and I don’t have much experience in this area.”

Taking care of children is quite skilled, after all, Xiao Yu was brought up by her alone.

"Oh, there is nothing that can't be taken care of, I believe you. He is a big man, and he is not a cute child. It is enough for you not to torture him on purpose. What should you do!"

Jing Yiren: "..." Do you know Dongfang Yanhe when you say that?

Jing Yiren was about to say something more, when she suddenly heard some noise coming from the room, she immediately put her mind into the room, said something to Han Jiang in a hurry, hung up the phone, and walked quickly to the room.

When he opened the door, he smelled a sour smell. Dongfang Yanhe lay down beside the bed and vomited all over the floor.

"Dongfang Yanhe!" Her complexion changed, and she walked over quickly, "How are you? What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly vomit?"

Probably just vomited, Dongfang Yanhe's complexion was a little blue, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shook his head when he heard her words, "I just feel sick and want to vomit."

"Are you feeling better now that you've vomited?" She asked as she took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

Dongfang Yanhe closed his eyes, lay back on the bed and nodded, then opened his eyes again, struggling to get up.

Jing Yiren quickly pressed his body, "What are you doing?"

Dongfang Yanhe frowned tightly, looked down at the floor, and immediately looked away in disgust, "Take a shower." It seemed that some of it was on his body when he vomited just now, and he felt unbearable just thinking about it .

Jing Yiren felt a headache, "You have a fever now, you said you want to take a bath? Have you thought about it?"

Dongfang Yanhe didn't take it seriously, "It's just a shower, I'll take a hot shower, not a cold shower."

Jing Yiren: "..." Is this a matter of taking a cold shower or a hot shower?Maybe it's because he has a fever and can't take a bath. In his current situation, if he takes a bath again, he can really call an ambulance, right?

She said patiently: "You have a fever, so you can't take a bath, whether it's a hot bath or a cold bath. If you feel dirty, just change your clothes."

Dongfang Yanhe glanced at her, "What are you afraid of, you won't die, don't worry." Then he lifted the quilt to get up.

Jing Yiren reached out to hold him down, and took a deep breath, "You are lying down, you feel uncomfortable, you need to take a bath, no, but... I can wipe it for you."

Dongfang Yanhe couldn't help raising his eyebrows to look at her when he heard the words, with a half-smile, "Jing Yiren, do you have any plans for me? Do you want to do something to me while I'm sick?" Like the last time he was drunk.

Jing Yiren looked at him blankly, with accusations in his eyes, "Don't you insist on taking a bath? Now that Han Jiang is not here, I will take care of you. If you go to take a bath and your condition gets worse, I will be the one who suffers in the end." .”

"Are you really going to wipe my body?" he asked.

Jing Yiren nodded.

Dongfang Yanhe's eyes flickered, and he lay back, with a look of letting others slaughter him, "Okay, come on!"

Seeing him like this, Jing Yiren didn't even want to be angry.

Being sick is quite a tormenting spirit.

but……

Glancing at the ground, she said, "Wait a minute, I'll clean the floor first. Why don't you change the room?" They all smell sour, and the air conditioner is still on. This smell is really...

It's fine if she doesn't say anything, but Dongfang Yanhe immediately felt unbearable.

"Help me up." He stretched out his hand like a master.

Jing Yiren paused, walked over silently, played the role of a maid, helped him up and walked out, "To the guest room or the living room?"

Dongfang Yanhe leaned on her and said lazily: "Go to the living room, the guest room is also empty and no one lives in it. Do you want me to lie on the wooden plank when I go there?"

Jing Yiren thinks about it.Although there was a guest room in his house, no one lived there, so he didn't tidy it up. It was just a room, a bed, and a cabinet.It's better to go to the living room, anyway, there is a comfortable sofa in the living room.

Helping him to the sofa in the living room, she touched his forehead, and then touched his cheeks and neck. Dongfang Yan and his eyebrows couldn't help but jump, and a trace of forbearance flashed in his eyes.Do you think her movements are too natural? What does she think she is doing now, and what is their relationship?How did she manage to do these things so naturally?
"Lie down first, and I'll get you a quilt to cover you. It's best to cover yourself with a quilt if you have a fever. I'll clean up your room." She said, and walked away without waiting for his response, as if she didn't care his will.

Soon she took out a small blanket for him, poured him another cup of hot water, and told him to drink more water, then went to the utility room to pick up things and went to the room to clean up his vomit just now .

She turned off the air conditioner in the room, and then opened all the windows to diffuse the smell. Then she used the mop to clean up the vomit on the ground. She didn't change her complexion the whole time, and she didn't look clumsy when she did it. It seemed that she had done this countless times. thing.After cleaning the floor, she went to the cabinet to find a new set of sheets and quilt covers, put them on, and then packed up and went out.

Dongfang Yanhe was on the sofa in the living room, covered with the small blanket, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep, but his ears kept paying attention to Jing Yiren.He could hear her in the room, he heard her open the window, move the chair, then the sound of the mop mopping the floor, the sound of water, and then the sound of the cabinet opening, he guessed she was going to change it for him. Sheet duvet cover.

She is clear about her character... Dongfang Yanhe's slightly red lips evoked a sarcasm.

He really didn't know what she was thinking. While pretending not to know him at all, while taking good care of her, was it because he was special after all, or she was just a philanthropic person.No matter whether it is him, Han Jiang, or someone else who is sick today, will she take care of him like this?

Also, isn't she the young lady?Didn't you marry into a wealthy family?Then how can you be so proficient in taking care of people, as if you have taken care of someone for a long time, or often take care of people, shouldn't these things be done by servants?

Dongfang Yanhe has never investigated what happened after Jing Yiren's marriage. He didn't know about it before, but after the reunion in Haishi, he was unwilling to investigate.Jing Yiren has nothing to do with him, and her affairs have nothing to do with him, so why should he investigate her?

I thought so, but now I'm a little scratching my head.This made his complexion even more ugly.

Jing Yiren came out after cleaning the room and saw Dongfang Yanhe lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, frowning, his face was ugly, because he was not feeling well, and asked quickly: "Dongfang Yanhe, what's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort?" The concern and worry could not be concealed in his tone.

Dongfang Yanhe's eyebrows moved, but he didn't open his eyes, and said in a muffled voice: "Dizziness, it seems to have been punched several times, heavy and heavy."