Fang Jianjin was surprised to see Jian Xiu come back, but then she realized what he asked and felt embarrassed and ashamed.

"I……"

"Why don't you come with me to the store and sit for a while? The weather is getting warmer and there are mosquitoes here." Jian Xiu suggested.

"Won't it disturb you? I may have to stay until twelve o'clock, and then go back after my parents go to bed." Fang Jianjin said.

On weekdays, Jian Xiu would sit in the shop around 11 o'clock and then go back upstairs to rest, and Fang Jianjin would not go back until 12 o'clock. In this case...

"If you don't mind, you can come to my house and sit down."

"Ah?" Fang Jianjin was stunned.

"My home is upstairs from the pet hospital. There's a TV at home, so you won't be too bored, and I can do my own thing." Jian Xiu replied.

He had said so much, and was so frank and open, that Fang Jianjin could not find any reason to refuse. Moreover, for some reason, she was secretly looking forward to going to his house, so she followed him in a daze.

When she got on the elevator and arrived at the door of Room 1501, she suddenly realized that Jian Xiu seemed to have told her his house number.

"It's actually true?" She couldn't help but mutter under her breath.

"What is true?" Jian Zheng was using his fingerprint to open the door and couldn't help but turn his head to ask.

"Ah, nothing." Fang Jianjin pulled the golden retriever's leash and smiled awkwardly.

Soon, Jian Xiu pushed the wheelchair in and brought her a pair of clean men's slippers.

"It's a little big, but this is the only pair I have at home. I've never worn this pair." Jian Xiu specifically emphasized that he had never worn it.

"I'm sorry to bother you, thank you." Fang Jianjin responded quickly.

"Give me the eggplant." Jian Xiu said.

Fang Jianjin then handed over the leash.

Jian Xiu took it and immediately opened the rope buckle, then patted Eggplant on the head and said, "Go!"

Eggplant immediately turned around and went into the house.

After Fang Jianjin changed her shoes, Jian Xiu introduced them to her: "This side is the bathroom, that side is the kitchen, and the other side is the living room."

Fang Jianjin turned her head and looked in the direction of his hand, and saw Jinmao drinking water in the bathroom.

"It drinks a lot of water and makes it everywhere, so we put its water bowl in the bathroom," Jian Xiu explained.

After saying that, Jian Xiu pushed his wheelchair to the living room to turn on the TV, while Fang Jianjin looked around his house silently.

For some reason, she was secretly a little excited. After all, this was the first time in her life that she had visited a single man's home.

Overall, the decoration of Jian Xiu's home is simple and elegant, mostly in white tones, with clear and distinct lines. It is not as cold and depressing as the black and white style, but in the extreme pursuit of cleanliness and simplicity, it reveals the owner's rationality and perfectionism.

Fang Jianjin, who has always been rough, suddenly became afraid that he would dirty his floor or wrinkle his sofa.

"Sit down, I'll pour you some water. This is the remote control, please take a look at it first." Jian Xiu handed her the remote control and said.

"Oh, okay." Fang Jianjin quickly reached out to take it, and looked at his sofa cushion which was so smooth and wrinkle-free, and suddenly hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Jian Xiu turned and looked at her.

"No, nothing. It's just that your house is so clean and tidy that I can't seem to put my feet down or sit down."

Jian Zheng was draining the water, and he couldn't help but wonder, "Isn't it because it's too dirty that there's nowhere to put your feet or sit?"

"No, that's what happens if it's too clean, really!" Fang Jianjin nodded quickly in confirmation, then couldn't help asking, "You still have eggplants, and your golden retriever sheds. How do you keep your house spotless and free of its hair?"

Fang Jianjin was really curious about this question. After all, she had a tabby cat named Diandian at home who loved to shed hair, and her mother cleaned the house every day, so it was inevitable that hair would be left behind.

"Maybe it's because Eggplant is in the pet hospital during the day." Jian Xiu said with a smile.

Fang Jianjin didn't believe it, and then turned around and saw a vacuum cleaner placed in the corner not far away.

This man must be a housework maniac, no, he has mysophobia!

"Would you like tea or water?" Jian Xiu suddenly asked, interrupting her thoughts.

"Ah, let's have some tea." After she finished speaking, Fang Jianjin suddenly realized that she was too rude and quickly changed her words, "It's too late, let's have some plain water, it's not a big deal."

"It's not a big deal, come with me." Jian Xiu smiled, then turned around and pushed the wheelchair into his study.

Fang Jianjin hesitated a little, but still followed.

There is a particularly large balcony outside the study, separated by two sliding doors in the middle. The balcony is enclosed by glass, and a simple tea table is placed in the middle.

There were all kinds of tea sets on the tea table, and a bucket underneath. Fang Jianjin looked carefully and saw that there was half a bucket of water left in the bucket. It was obvious that the owner often drank tea here.

"Oh my God, you actually have someone in your family...who's not your age!" she couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't you like it too? Your age matches?" Jian Xiu asked back.

"I was influenced by my father. I'm too lazy to get such a big table! No, how do you know I like it?" Fang Jianjin turned his head to look at him.

"You always bring tea sets when traveling. Don't you like it?" Jian Xiu smiled, then stretched out his hand and motioned her to sit down.

He happened to be sitting in a wheelchair, so the small bamboo chair next to the tea table was given to Fang Jianjin.

Fang Jianjin carefully recalled the circle of friends she posted. She didn’t seem to post that she brought tea sets. How did he know? Could it be Ji Mi?

She is a person who can't keep secrets, so since she thought of it, she asked.

"Did Ji Mi tell you that?"

"Ji Mi?" Jian Xiu was stunned.

"Yes, didn't Ji Mi tell you that?" This time it was Fang Jianjin's turn to be confused.

Jian Xiu was so smart that he immediately realized, "Were you with Ji Mi on your last business trip?"

Hearing his question, Fang Jianjin suddenly reacted. She immediately bit her lip and subconsciously avoided his gaze.

But this question must be answered eventually.

"Yes, I met her on a business trip. She was a specially invited photographer. Not only that, we also stayed in the same room. Isn't that a coincidence?" After saying that, she looked up and smiled to cover up her embarrassment.

Jian Xiu looked at her twice before lowering his head to wash the tea set.

"It's quite a coincidence."

So this is why she was hiding from me?

He picked up the teacup and asked, "Did she say anything to you?"

Fang Jianjin stared at the pair of golden pig tea pets on his tea table, smiled, and replied vaguely, "Yes, we did. We talked a lot. I wonder what Doctor Jian wants to know?"

After saying that, she looked up at Jian Xiu, feeling inexplicably nervous.