Sang Tianen waited for a long time but Yan Zheng didn't reply to his message. He felt a little depressed and didn't know if he had said something wrong again.

During the time she spent with Yan Zheng, Sang Tianen discovered that he had a notable characteristic: whenever she said something that made him unhappy, he would be silent for a while before continuing to pay attention to her.

She scrolled down the chat interface and carefully checked the chat history between the two. Every sentence revealed her concern for her boyfriend and expressed her love for him. There was nothing wrong with that, right?

Sang Tianen felt that he might be overthinking it. Maybe Yan Zheng was driving now. This is the bad thing about falling in love. People will become anxious and worried.

After browsing his phone for a while, Sang Tianen finally yawned. Just as he closed his eyes, he heard footsteps and the sound of a chair sliding on the ground beside him. He cursed silently in his heart, picked up the cup and went to the tea room.

After working overtime in the evening, Sang Tianen returned home and saw Sang Mingming lying on the sofa like a big boss, looking at the projector and giggling.

The coffee table in front was covered with snack bags, and even the carpet was covered with melon seed shells. The veins on her forehead jumped. She walked over quickly, threw her bag on the sofa, and said with a stern look, "Have I been too indulgent of you these days?"

Sang Mingming jumped up from the sofa with a start, yelling, "I'll clean it up now, I'll clean it up now."

"If you don't clean my carpet on Saturday, I'll beat you up and write my name, Sang Tianen, upside down." Sang Tianen unbuttoned his collar, sat down on the sofa, and glared at him angrily.

She likes her house to be clean, and dirt and mess will make her very irritated. For this reason, she often asks a housekeeping company to come and clean, and cleans it herself when she is not busy.

Ever since I took in the little yellow-haired boy Sang Mingming, the house is often a mess, and sometimes I have to stay up late to clean it up. Today I must teach him a lesson.

"I'll wash it, I'll wash it." Sang Mingming nodded randomly. When Sang Tianen got angry, it was like Mars hitting the Earth. It was not something that ordinary people could bear.

Seeing that he was sincere in admitting his mistake, Sang Tianen got up and went to the second floor to take a shower. Before leaving, he reminded him, "I'll come down to check later."

"No problem, I promise to clean it up thoroughly." Sang Mingming promised, patting his chest.

Sang Tianen stared at him for a few seconds before taking his phone and heading upstairs. After taking a shower, Sang Tianen walked to the study and started typing.

Time passed minute by minute. When she finished her work, she found that it was already eleven o'clock. She turned off the light in the study and went downstairs to check Sang Mingming's cleaning results.

She didn't need to lie on the ground to see the obvious potato chip fragments. She glanced at the door where the light was coming out, and Sang Mingming's laughter could be heard from time to time.

Sang Tianen wordlessly found a vacuum cleaner and began sucking up the snack crumbs. Sang Mingming heard the noise and ran over barefoot, calling out cautiously, "Sister?"

Sang Tianen didn't even look at him, frowned slightly and said, "Go to sleep." He didn't seem angry.

Sang Mingming immediately ran back to the room with a happy smile on his face.

Sang Tianen was busy until almost twelve o'clock before he lay comfortably on the bed. He just turned off the lights and got up from the bed again, took the mobile phone from the bedside table, opened the chat interface with Yan Zheng, but there was not a single message on it.

She pursed her lips and stared at the screen for a while, then finally closed her phone and turned off the light.

The next morning, she smelled the aroma of millet porridge as soon as she came downstairs. Sang Mingming, wearing an apron, looked up at Sang Tianen with a brilliant smile: "Sister, are you up?"

Seeing how well-behaved he was, Sang Tianen couldn't help but smile: "You've become sensible."

"Since you are willing to take me in, I should of course be more self-disciplined." Sang Mingming helped Sang Tianen serve a bowl of sticky millet porridge.

The overflowing aroma whetted Sang Tianen's appetite. She rolled up her shirt sleeves and started eating. Sang Mingming sat next to her, browsing her phone and drinking porridge.

The voice was a bit loud, and Sang Tianen glanced at him indifferently. Sang Mingming immediately lowered the volume, but after a while he suddenly covered his mouth and exclaimed.

Sang Tianen had long been accustomed to his startled lifestyle and ignored it, continuing to eat in silence.

Sang Mingming began to talk to himself: "This is too romantic! If a woman treated me like this, I would be willing to die."

Sang Tianen chuckled silently, picked up the pickled mustard greens with sesame oil and mixed with the orange millet, and slurped it all into his stomach.

"Sister, look quickly." Sang Mingming excitedly placed the phone in front of Sang Tianen and said, "Do you still remember Sang Xiaorong from our village? His girlfriend rented a yacht and proposed to him on the Pujiang River. I'm so envious."

"What's there to be envious of? Let your girlfriend rent a yacht and propose to you on the Pujiang River in the future." Sang Tianen said indifferently.

"You think too much." Sang Mingming curled his lips, "I didn't even receive a chicken feather, let alone a girlfriend..."

"If you really want chicken feathers, I'll give you some later." Sang Tianen added another bowl of millet porridge to himself. "It's no big deal."

"I don't want chicken feathers. I just want to enjoy the breeze with my girlfriend on the Pujiang River, and then watch the people on the shore looking at me with envy." Sang Mingming showed a longing expression.

"Can't we just blow it on the shore? Renting a yacht would cost at least tens of thousands of dollars. What a waste of money." Sang Tianen said casually.

Sang Mingming looked at Sang Tianen with disdain: "I can't talk to someone like you who is so stingy and doesn't understand romance. No wonder you are still single. You deserve it. I don't know which guy is so unlucky to fall for you."

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