When getting closer to Chi Haiyuan's villa, Chi Jingming spoke.

"It's almost there, let me down."

"I come here often, and I know it better than you. It takes at least 10 minutes to walk from the gate to the inside. I'll take you in."

"But you—" Chi Jingming sized up Yan Shaoai and was speechless.

When Chi Jingming was just about to leave, Yan Shaoai really just got up, his hair was not combed, his teeth were not brushed, his face was not washed, and he was still digging his eyes with his fingers in the car, Captain Yan who pays the most attention to appearance on weekdays , is an Omega that sprays perfume even after taking out the trash downstairs, and now it has been reduced to not changing clothes when going out, with thick pajamas wrapped in a black down jacket.

Chi Jingming looked down at his feet, well, of course he didn't change his shoes, they were a pair of black cotton slippers with cute cats on them.

Where did that Yan Shaoai, who was wearing black military boots and walked with bumpy noises, go?

Chi Jingming was still thinking, but Yan Shaoai had already driven the car to the door, stopped, opened the window, and poked his head out, "It's me."

The guard looked behind the car, saw that it was Chi Jingming, and let them in without stopping.

"You were bitten by that little oil bottle that Huo Ziqing brought? I heard from Meng."

This is also a shameful thing, I didn't expect Yan Aimeng to talk so fast.

"En." Chi Jingming nodded reluctantly.

"You're worthless!" Yan Shaoai looked at him contemptuously, "I knew how to bully Meng when I was a child, and made Meng cry. Why, now that you are Huo Ziqing's little Jasmine, you are being bullied?"

Chi Jingming didn't speak, but Yan Shaoai was feeling emotional again, "Meng from my family is still soft-tempered. If it were someone else, you bullied him so much, so I wouldn't treat you well."

While talking, the two arrived.

After Chi Jingming got out of the car, Yan Shaoai was about to leave, but when he saw the rearview mirror making a U-turn, Huo Ziqing suddenly rushed out.

Yan Shaoai was taken aback, seeing him, annoyed, "What's the matter?"

Huo Ziqing was wearing a beige down jacket, and his small face was white and bright, with good skin, but the dark circles under his eyes were too serious.

"Come in and sit down?" Huo Ziqing rarely showed a smiling face, and looked at Yan Shaoai with a smile.

"No." Today is a rest day, Yan Shaoai didn't want to get involved in this family's troubles in his spare time.What's more, with his attire, it's really impossible to see people.

"Don't you want to have a meal? Speaking of which, I haven't thanked Captain Yan properly yet." Huo Ziqing's expression was very sincere, "If it wasn't for Captain Yan's recommendation, Ziqing wouldn't be where he is today. Jasmine died on the street. Speaking of which, Captain Yan is really Ziqing's benefactor—"

Yan Shaoai frowned, not knowing what Huo Ziqing was doing for mentioning this, and said flatly, "You don't need to thank me, we both get what we need."

"Could it be that everyone takes what they need, and Captain Yan doesn't care about me at all?"

"You know it in your heart." Yan Shaoai's voice was very cold, and there was no smile in his beautiful, almost charming peach eyes, as if there was a thin layer of ice.

"Why is Captain Yan so indifferent? After all, I am also my wife now."

"The former wife has just been laid off. How long can you be this wife? Just to remind you, be nice to Chi Jingming. After all, he is the general's own son. If you offend him, life will not be easy in the future."

Until Yan Shaoai's car had already driven out of the gate and disappeared at the turning, Huo Ziqing was still in the same place blankly, and said to himself, "Is it really just what you need?"

He only remembered that he was so poor and homeless back then, that he couldn't even buy the cheapest open-shelf milk powder for Little Jasmine, and that there were a group of alphas around him who coveted his beauty and harassed him every day, forcing him to After giving in, it was Yan Shaoai who appeared in front of him, chased away those disgusting people, found a clean place for him, brought a box of baby milk powder and diapers, and let him live here with peace of mind.

And gave him a good job.

When Little Jasmine was being treated, she lent him a shoulder to let him shed tears.

Could it be that in Yan Shaoai's eyes, all of this is just what they need?

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