I'll do it as soon as I open my eyes. If the villain doesn't do it, I'll do it.

Chapter 393

"Ms. Rong, the old lady was talking about me." Special Assistant Gu pointed at himself.

"You?" Rong Zhijing looked surprised, with an expression of indescribable sympathy, "Mr. Gu, do you usually crawl on the ground?"

Special Assistant Gu spoke faster than he thought: "I won't climb now."

"..."

"..."

After realizing what was happening, he explained palely, "I didn't climb before."

Rong Zhijing saw through it but didn't say anything. He smiled and nodded, "I see. I'm sorry, Mr. Gu. My grandma is old and her mind is a little confused."

Special Assistant Gu deliberately turned around to glance at Shen Chenli, who looked grim, and smiled gently, "Ms. Rong, you can call me Gu Yun, or A Yun."

"Then you can just call me Zhijing."

"Okay, Chikei."

There was no expression on Shen Chenli's face. He secretly pinched Assistant Gu's hand even harder and even bit his back teeth.

Special Assistant Gu grimaced in pain and suddenly threw back the quilt, exposing his evil deeds under everyone's eyes.

Shen Chenli's expression relaxed and he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Cover yourself up." He said in a deep voice, carefully tucking the quilt in for Assistant Gu.

Assistant Gu knew that Shen Chenli would definitely strangle him again, so he kicked the quilt away and said, "No."

"Cover him up." Shen Chenli insisted on covering him with a blanket.

Rong Zhijing:?

Ji Jinzhou:?

Ji Jinzhou tilted his head in confusion and asked Guan Yu: "Did we choose the wrong person for our mission? In fact, the person Shen Chenli likes is Gu Yun?"

He was almost scared to death by homosexuality.

"Who says that only lovers can tuck each other in?" Guan Yu calmly helped Gu Yun to make up for it, "Mother and son, it's also OK."

Ji Jinzhou: "...So Shen Chenli is the mother?"

Guan Yu shrugged, "Who knows."

Shen Chenli's maternal aura exploded. Every time Gu Yun lifted the quilt, he would patiently cover him with it, and then secretly pinch him under the quilt.

Rong Zhijing was a little confused: Was Shen Chenli deliberately trying to piss her off? It wasn't like he had deliberately found someone to piss him off before, but this time... why did he find a man?

She sat beside Grandma Rong's bed and nodded gently to the nurse, "You go back and rest first, I'll take care of you."

The nurse covered Grandma Rong with a blanket, nodded, and left.

"Grandma, I made soup for you. Would you like to drink some?" Rong Zhijing blew on the steaming soup, scooped a spoonful with a spoon, blew on it, and brought it to her mouth.

Ji Jinzhou turned aside and chatted with Guan Yu: "The soup Rong Zhijing cooks is always black, like ink."

Guan Yu poked his waist with her elbow and said, "Don't say bad things about others behind their backs."

"Ok."

Ji Jinzhou thought about it and called Rong Zhijing directly: "Miss Rong, how come even the soup you make is black? You can even write with a brush."

Since you can't say bad things behind someone's back, just say it to their face.

Guan Yu: “…” I didn’t ask you to say bad things about others to their faces!

Rong Zhijing paused, then quickly recovered and fed the old lady mouthful by mouthful. She smiled shyly, "I've always made soup this way, but I wanted to make breakfast for you today, so I made a new one. It looks pretty good. Do you want to try it?"

After she said that, Guan Yu finally realized that she was hungry. She pressed her empty stomach and her eyes lit up: "Is it okay?"

"In the lunch box, I brought everything with me. There are three bowls."