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Meng Fan was in a daze for the whole movie because Yan Yi's words about her husband made her mind full of muddleheadedness.

When the ending song sounded, Yan Yi moved closer to Meng Fan, and whispered into his ear, "Doctor Meng."

"What's wrong?" Meng Fan forced himself to calm down when he was called to his knees.

"Who is the murderer?" Yan Yi's eyes were bright and cunning against the light of the screen, "I don't understand."

Meng Fan narrowed his eyes and stared at him: "...I didn't understand either."

Yan Yi smiled: "You are not watching at all."

Blame me!It's not that you are blindly flirting!Meng Fan gritted his teeth in hatred, but he still didn't forget to put on a show: "I stayed up late yesterday to look up medical materials on split personality, so I was too sleepy to keep my eyes open."

Yan Yi said ambiguously: "So it's all for me, I'm so touched."

"You're welcome, you should." Meng Fan put on a half-smile.

"Then what are we going to do later?" Yan Yi stroked his chin and pondered, like a boyfriend who is putting in all his effort to prepare for a dating show, "Can Dr. Meng ride a horse?"

"No." Meng Fan shook his head.

"How about playing golf?" Yan Yi didn't give up.

Meng Fan wanted to cry: "I won't either."

Yan Yi thought for a while: "Then shall I show you around the wine cellar?"

"I don't understand wine, and I don't know how to drink it." Meng Fan was powerless.

The hobbies of you rich people are really not grounded at all!The game of LOL is almost the same, although I am a bit of a sucker.

"Don't worry, I'll think about it again." Yan Yi comforted.

"No..." The two of them walked out of the screening room together, and Meng Fan was in pain, "You don't have to worry about me, I'll help you strengthen your personality later, and you can move freely for the next five hours or so, right? ?"

"But I'd rather be with you." Yan Yi's shoulders slumped slightly, and he said with a bit of desolation, "Aren't you willing?"

"I am willing." What the hell is it like a wedding vow!As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Meng Fan wanted to give himself a mouthful, so he quickly continued, "But why?"

You can't fall in love with me so easily just because I'm super cute, we haven't known each other for a few days, I'm not such a casual doctor... Meng Fan rehearsed his lines in his mind.

Yan Yi said with an extremely serious expression: "You pay 1000 yuan an hour, and it feels like a waste not to be with you."

Meng Fan's lines choked in his throat instantly: ...

At this very moment, Yan Zihuan was hiding in the toilet with a bitter hatred and called his agent to complain: "Sister Yang, I want to change my assistant!"

The manager is a shrewd and capable elder sister, she calmly said, "Why?"

Yan Zihuan gnawed a piece of biscuit aggrievedly: "Jiang Fei didn't give me food, he treated me very badly! He abused me!"

Sister Yang listened to the sound of chewing and chewing on the phone, and persuaded with a dark face: "I need it for work, and there is nothing I can do about it. If others don't dare to care about you, are you sure you can reduce it?" Jiang Fei, a fitness trainer, has always been known as the "Fat Guy Terminator". Later, he switched careers and became a celebrity assistant. He was specially sent to work with those celebrities who are easy to get fat but can't control their mouths. He has a dark face and a tough personality. The company let the celebrities lose a few pounds Celebrities have to lose a few catties, not vague at all.

Yan Zihuan sniffed: "I'm not sure. With my physique, it's too difficult to lose weight."

Sister Yang continued: "That's fine, besides, Jiang Fei was hand-picked by Mr. Jiang, and he was appointed to watch you by name. You should bear with it."

Yan Zihuan suddenly felt very magical: "...Why does Mr. Jiang care about such small things!"

Sister Yang sighed: "Your photos of [-] Jin when you were in middle school were posted on the Internet, and everyone saw it, including the bosses of the company."

Yan Zihuan couldn't add any more grief: "...I'm already fat enough to alarm the board of directors?"

Sister Yang took a deep breath: "That's right, so why don't you lose weight?"

At this time, Jiang Fei knocked on the door from outside the toilet: "You have been in for 10 minutes, are you eating?"

"Who would steal food in the toilet! It's too much for you to say that, do you know that!" Yan Zihuan hung up the phone quickly, secretly buried the small biscuit bag of White Lover in the depths of the wastebasket, and opened the door aggressively , looked at Jiang Fei with condemning eyes!

"..." Jiang Fei stared coldly at the biscuit crumbs on the corner of Yan Zihuan's mouth, and said calmly, "It's time for equipment training."

"I know, I know, let's go now." Yan Zihuan ran to the gym with a guilty conscience.

With sharp eyes like a wolf, Jiang Fei walked around the huge villa, looking for possible food hiding spots.

The enemy is really getting more and more cunning, not only has no bottom line but also is hard to defend against, they must find the granary and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

When passing by Fang Qi's guest room, the door was wide open, so Jiang Fei habitually took a look inside.

Fang Qi was tidying up his things. He knelt by the bed and pushed a dozen or so small tidying boxes under the bed one by one. In order to push it deeper, Fang Qi’s upper body almost stretched out under the bed. The slender waist was exposed from under the black T-shirt, and it looked whiter under the color contrast. The dark blue jeans tightly wrapped the round buttocks. Jiang Fei's gaze stayed on Fang Qi for three seconds, and then He walked into the room and asked in a low voice, "Can you help me?"

"Don't, don't!" Fang Qi got out from under the bed in a panic. Because of his haste, when he raised his head, he bumped his head firmly against the edge of the bed. Tears filled with pain and he still didn't forget to wave his hand to express his refusal.

Jiang Fei looked at him speechlessly, and raised his hand to help him rub his head.

"These small boxes can be put in the closet, and the dust will fall under the bed." Jiang Fei reminded.

"No need." Fang Qi quickly shook his head, "Put it under the bed, I feel at ease."

Jiang Fei looked at the dozen or so small storage boxes, all of which were opaque and in various beautiful and clean candy colors, and asked casually, "What is so important?"

Fang Qi thought for a while, and said wittily, "It's not for food anyway." So don't grab it!

Jiang Fei: ...

Unaware that the other party had formed a firm foodie alliance with Yan Zihuan, Jiang Fei kindly helped Fang Qi push the small boxes under the bed one by one. His arms were longer than Fang Qi's, so he pushed them more easily.

"Thank you." Fang Qi was very afraid that the plan would be exposed, so after pushing all the small boxes in, he quickly issued an order to evict the guest, "Mr. Jiang, you can go out."

Jiang Fei: ...

Fang Qi blushed with guilt, did not dare to look into Jiang Fei's eyes, lowered his eyelids and lied, "I want to change clothes."

Jiang Fei was startled, and the corner of Wannian's mouth, which was as heavy as lead, raised a slight arc: "Okay."

At night, Dr. Meng, who made Yan Yi flirt for a whole day and was almost mentally ill, took a comfortable hot bath in the bathroom, wrapped himself in a nightgown, and went back to his room to prepare for sleep.

The decoration style of the guest room arranged for him was very bizarre. There was a European-style carved bed with four pillars, and the purple curtains fluttered. Meng Fan lay on the bed exhausted, feeling very much like a princess.

Meng Fan was about to sleep when his cell phone rang.

"Are you asleep?" Yan Yi's lazy voice came.

"Immediately." Meng Fan said perfunctorily.

"That means I haven't slept yet." Yan Yi said in a coquettish tone, "Doctor Meng, I have insomnia."