This time she confesses

"Assistant?" Kan Guangqin suddenly realized, looked at Jing Huan, and said with a smile: "I said that you kept mentioning to me the phenomenon of social aging just now, so it was because of Qingyun's influence."

Jing Huan felt very embarrassed. If she hadn't met Ke Qingyun here and learned about her relationship with the old principal Kan, she would indeed find an opportunity to continue talking about this topic with Kan Guangqin, so as to insinuate the old principal Kan's intention to live in a retirement community , but now that they know that they are a family, Ke Qingyun must have already made up her mind whether to live or not, so it seems a bit redundant for her to mention it.

"I trained in this area for a week before I joined the job, and I also had an internship for two months. Now I do have some professional habits." Jing Huan smiled and concealed: "Every time I video with my dad, I can't help but mention this. Phenomenon."

"The phenomenon of social aging is indeed widespread. People have needs for retirement communities. When people live there when they get old, basic food, housing and physical health can be guaranteed to a certain extent."

Kan Guangqin put on an apron and bent over to roll out dumpling wrappers, "However, it depends on the elderly's own wishes to live or not. Some like to be lively, and if their children are not around, they are willing to make friends and relieve loneliness. It’s hard to say that I love quietness when I’m old.”

"Yes, we still have to seek the opinions of the parties involved." Jing Huan agreed.

After washing his hands, Ke Qingyun sat down across the dining table and started making dumplings. His eyes were lowered, and he seemed not interested in the topic Jing Huan and Professor Kan were talking about, so he didn't interrupt the whole process.

This topic is over.

Kan Guangqin moved nimbly, counting the rolled dumpling wrappers, and asked, "Qingyun, how many for lunch?"

"Twenty will do." Ke Qingyun said.

"Then it's almost done." Kan Guangqin shook the flour on his hand, "I'll check to see if the ones in the pot are done, you guys wrap these up quickly and bring them into the pot."

Twenty or thirty dumplings were made quickly by the two of them. The last dumpling skin was taken away by Jing Huan. Ke Qingyun rubbed his hands, stood up and watched her make it: "Why are you here?"

"I have some problems with my thesis, so I came to ask Teacher Kan for advice." Jing Huan wrapped the last dumpling, put it on a plate, raised her eyes and twitched her mouth: "I didn't expect you to be Teacher Kan's daughter, what a coincidence. "

Ke Qingyun pursed his lips and was about to say something when Kan Guangqin's voice came from the kitchen, "Qingyun, Xiaojing, is the bag ready? Bring it here quickly."

"Okay." Ke Qingyun: "I'll take it right away."

"Ah."

Kan Guangqin served the cooked dumplings in the pot to Jing Huan and Ke Qingyun, "You go and eat first, if there is not enough, I will add more later, this pot will be ready soon."

"Ms. Kan, I'm not too hungry yet, you can eat first." Jing Huan said politely.

Kan Guangqin pushed her shoulder and said with a smile: "Why are you being polite to me, go eat, Qingyun, help me take care of my students."

Ke Qingyun glanced at Jing Huan and nodded: "OK."

The two sat at each end, facing each other at the dining table. The dining table was rectangular. This way of sitting made the distance between the two seem far away. Ke Qingyun remembered what he promised Kan Guangqin, and stretched out his hand to put the vinegar and chili sauce on the table. Pushed towards Jing Huan, "If you like spicy food, you can add some."

Jing Huan glanced at the two bottles that suddenly appeared in front of him: "Thank you."

"How is the problem solved?" Ke Qingyun blew on the dumpling he was holding and asked.

"Huh?" Jing Huan looked up.

Ke Qingyun said: "Paper."

Jing Huan immediately understood, "The teacher introduced me to a few books, and asked me to go back and read them first to clear my mind."

"Yes." Ke Qingyun nodded and said, "Don't worry about writing the thesis."

Jing Huan responded, "Understood."

There was nothing to say between the two. Kan Guangqin found that the atmosphere was not right after he took his seat, and glanced at Jing Huan: "Is Qingyun very fierce in the company?"

This question is too sudden.

Jing Huan was not mentally prepared, and subconsciously thought of Ke Qingyun's anger at the morning meeting, but shook his head and said, "It's not fierce, it's very good."

"Really?" Kan Guangqin smiled, "I thought you were afraid of her, why are you so reserved?"

Ke Qingyun was also stunned by these words, and looked at Jing Huan.

Immediately, her eyes focused on herself, Jing Huan put down her chopsticks, and laughed dryly: "No, I'm just surprised that Mr. Ke is your daughter, and I didn't realize it."

"No, I was also surprised to hear Qingyun say your assistant." Kan Guangqin reached for the vinegar bottle, poured some vinegar into the bowl, and suddenly pursed his lips and smiled when he thought of something, "A few days ago, a student talked to you. I complained, saying that the atmosphere in the internship company was very depressing, seeing the leader was the same as seeing the dean, I couldn’t help but want to stand up and bow to say hello, I told Qing Yun at the time, don’t be such a leader in the future.”

"Mr. Ke is very kind to us in the company, and everyone likes her very much." Jing Huan said hurriedly.

Kan Guangqin smiled and looked at Ke Qingyun: "It seems that I have listened."

After dinner, Kan Guangqin went to the courtyard to tend the flowers and plants, Ke Qingyun was washing dishes in the kitchen, Jing Huan finished wiping the table, and went in with a rag, Ke Qingyun turned his head and looked at her, and said to her, "Just hang it there."

Jing Huan didn't move, holding the rag in his hand, and apologized again: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to Jing Yuan then."

In fact, she regretted what she said to Jing Yuan at the time. Although many employees would complain about their bosses in private, Ke Qingyun is not only her boss, she is a teacher who taught her math problems, and she is also a sister who had a crush on her. Rejection is really uncomfortable, but just because Ke Qingyun rejected her love, you can't completely deny her goodness.

That kind of unscrupulous speech is very hurtful and naive. Jing Huan is well aware of the dark side of her heart. Because she was rejected by Ke Qingyun, she pretended not to care, and chose to use sharp language to deny the past and defend her. One's own self-esteem, but this kind of immature unwillingness to show weakness, sometimes as long as you reflect deeply, you will find that it is really clumsy.

It is her own freedom to like and dislike, but it is also Ke Qingyun's freedom to refuse or agree. She likes Ke Qingyun because she can't help it. , Don't be too impulsive, at least if you make a mistake, you are wrong. Si Yao also said that it is normal to be rejected, and she should face up to her own problems.

Jing Huan's eyelashes flickered, staring at a certain point on the floor without focus or even thinking: "I hope you won't be angry with me again."

Ke Qingyun's heart trembled, a little numb, she knew this feeling was distressed, the corners of her mouth twitched, and finally made a voice: "Want to make peace?" Ke Qingyun was really angry these days, but Jing Huan said she was hypocritical. More uncomfortable.

Jing Huan raised his head, "Yes."

"Then call me sister first." Ke Qingyun said.

Jing Huan froze, staring straight at Ke Qingyun, trying to tell if what she said was true or just a joke, "Huh?"

Ke Qingyun curled his lips into a smile, looked at Jing Huan, "I don't want to?"

"No." Jing Huan shook his head, pursed his lips, and found that he could call out: "Qing...Sister Qingyun."

Ke Qingyun frowned, seemingly dissatisfied: "You didn't call it that before."

"..."

Jing Huan muttered in a low voice: "Why do you have to call it the same as before, sister Qingyun is also very good."

"That's right." Ke Qingyun nodded, "You have known so many sisters in the past few years, it's really hard to tell them apart if you don't call them Sister Qingyun."

Jing Huan was taken aback: "What?"

Ke Qingyun reminded: "You said it yourself, you know many sisters."

When Jing Huan realized it, her face was a little hot. She didn't expect that she would talk nonsense. Ke Qingyun still remembered, "Actually, there are not many."

Ke Qingyun: "How many is that?"

Jing Huan made an excuse: "I can't remember."

"Can't remember or can't count?"

Jing Huan said with certainty, "I can't remember."

Ke Qingyun raised his eyebrows lightly: "That's right, the nobleman forgets things so much, he forgot all about my tutoring for you in just seven years."

"I haven't completely forgotten it, but I still remember a little bit." Jing Huan tried not to deny Ke Qingyun's goodness.

The smile in Ke Qingyun's eyes stopped, and he stared at Jing Huan for a long time without making a sound. Jing Huan felt surprised in his heart, and when he looked up, he happened to meet Ke Qingyun's sight.

"Jing Huan." At this age, Ke Qingyun no longer needs to mince words about feelings, but there are some things that need to be asked clearly. She needs to know what Jing Huan is thinking: "Do you—do you still like me?"