"As long as he's happy."

"Sister Wanwan, I like it very much."

"Um."

After Qiao Wanwan hung up the phone, Zhan Yin said, "I didn't realize that Wen Lijing cared so much about Eleven."

"After all, he's my maternal uncle, so it's normal for him to care."

Zhan Yin stroked his chin. "But I have a feeling that his real intentions are not what they seem..."

Qiao Wanwan immediately tensed up. "What do you mean? Are you saying that Wen Lijing is unfathomable and has other intentions?"

The poisoning incident at Eleven has not yet been confirmed to be related to Wen Lijing, and she is wary of him.

“Yeah,” Zhan Yin analyzed. “Are you that close to him? He keeps sending you video calls.”

"The video is for the National Day holiday."

"That's not necessarily true." Zhan Yin's lips twitched. "The Wen family has no bottom line. Wen Xue is the best example. So you should keep your distance from Wen Lijing in the future, lest my uncle get jealous."

Qiao Wanwan was stunned. "So you think Wen Lijing has feelings for me? What nonsense are you talking about?"

“I’m not overthinking it. You’ve only known each other for a few days, and this contact is obviously too frequent.”

"You're overthinking it. The only thing I had in common with him was Eleven, nothing else," Qiao Wanwan cautioned. "You can't talk about this kind of thing in front of your uncle. He's very possessive, and it's easy for misunderstandings to arise."

"Okay, okay."

Qiao Wanwan's mood improved after seeing Eleven in the video.

When school ended in the evening, Zhan Jingting came to pick her up personally.

"Why are you so happy, hmm?"

"It's all because of you." Qiao Wanwan gave the man a warm kiss on his handsome face. "You took the soup I made to Eleven, and he drank a lot of it."

"You're happy now?" The man pinched her cheek. "I'll take you somewhere, and you'll be even happier."