"Xiaoxue!"
Lin Zhixing was shocked!
She never expected that Wang Xue would say this in front of a man.
"Am I wrong? If it were me, a rich, handsome man helping me like this, pretending to be my boyfriend and girlfriend, and even coming to pick me up after dinner with friends, I would be moved!" Wang Xue stared at Lin Zhixing, "You are not a heartless person, are you? You are not moved by this?"
"You're in love."
Lin Zhixing refuted her.
"I'm just in love. Someone is so nice to me, so what's wrong with being in love?" Wang Xue held Lin Zhixing's arm.
He Yanchen waited for his two best friends to finish bickering before speaking: "I'm not good at lying, so even if it's a show, I have to do it completely."
This sentence of man has many meanings.
The so-called full performance.
It's everything a boyfriend should do.
Or add...
I like this thing about her.
Lin Zhixing knew it must be the former.
She tried hard to suppress the little bit of self-love in her heart, and said to He Yanchen with a smile: "Once my father's matter is resolved, there is no need to trouble Mr. He so much."
Wang Xue earnestly advised Lin Zhixing, "Then you must not fall in love with him. This man is even harder to deal with than He Mingyu."
He Yanchen turned around and opened the back door.
Lin Zhixing also waved at Wang Xue, "No, don't worry."
The two got in the car and it started.
He Yanchen tilted his head to look at the woman beside him and asked, "What did you talk about tonight? Your friend seems to have a lot of complaints about me?"
"No, no, Wang Xue is my only good friend. She has no problem with you. She's just worried about me."
Lin Zhixing was very afraid that He Yanchen would be prejudiced against Wang Xue.
After all, the circle in North City is so small, and Wang Xue’s father and he might cooperate in the future.
"Yeah?"
"Well, I've never been to a large banquet before, so I asked her if there are any precautions for such a banquet. If I make a fool of myself, it's okay to embarrass myself, but I'm afraid of embarrassing you."
Lin Zhixing spoke very sincerely.
She was truly grateful to He Yanchen for all his help during this period.
That's all.
Don't dare to go beyond half a step.
He Yanchen said: "It's not as complicated as you think. It's just that we all sit together and have a meal."
Lin Zhixing knew that this was the man's way of comforting him.
After all, He Mingyu had complained to her many times, saying that he was unwilling to participate in such occasions because there were so many rules, both explicit and implicit.
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The next day was the day Zhou Qiaohua was discharged from the hospital.
Besides the nanny at home, the only person who came to pick her up was Yin Ruyun.
Lin Zhixing was not surprised either.
After all, He Yanchen arrived on the day of the operation, and every word Zhou Qiaohua said was like a knife.
If it were her, she might not come today.
Discharge from the hospital requires some complicated procedures such as checkout. Yin Ruyun didn't know the process, so Lin Zhixing could only accompany her.
When the two of them got on the elevator, Yin Ruyun said, "Zhizhi, I actually know that your relationship with Yan Chen is fake."
Lin Zhixing lowered his eyes and said nothing.
She wasn't sure if Yin Ruyun was lying to her.
Without waiting for her response, Yin Ruyun continued, "Yan Chen has a woman he's loved for many years. Her name is Liu Nian. She seems to be a year or two older than him. She was his senior when he was studying abroad. Yan Chen had a hard time during those years abroad, and this senior took good care of him. However, Liu Nian didn't seem to like him and later married someone else."
Lin Zhixing stared at the numbers on the elevator's LCD screen.
After the number turned to [1], she pressed the elevator door with her palm and said to Yin Ruyun, "Aunt Yin, let's go and handle the formalities."
She pretended to be uninterested in those words.
Yin Ruyun sighed, "I know what you're thinking. You think that's a thing of the past. But during the Chinese New Year this year, my mother-in-law urged me to get married, but Yan Chen said he had no plans. Then my mother-in-law mentioned Liu Nian, but Yan Chen neither admitted nor denied it. What does this mean?"
Lin Zhixing seemed to be oblivious to these words.
She took the woman to the payment window, turned around and held out her hand to Yin Ruyun, "Aunt Yin, give me the things, I'll help you with it."
While waiting for the formalities inside, Yin Ruyun spoke again: "Zhizhi, I know A Yu is not a good man, but Yan Chen has someone else in his heart. Auntie will introduce you to someone better in the future..."
"sister in law."
Yin Ruyun was interrupted before she could finish her words.
Lin Zhixing turned around when he heard the voice.
He Yanchen arrived at the inpatient department at some point and explained, "Sorry, something delayed me. Have you already completed the discharge procedures?"
Just then, the nurse at the counter handed the bill to Lin Zhixing.
"It's done." Lin Zhixing lowered his head and simply sorted out all the documents in his hand and handed them directly to He Yanchen.
The man took the receipt without looking at it. His eyes fell on Yin Ruyun's face and he asked casually, "What were you talking about just now? Why didn't you say anything after I came over?"
The atmosphere suddenly became silent.
He Yanchen turned the documents in his hand over, freeing his right hand to hold Lin Zhixing's hand.
He looked at the woman and asked in a calm tone, "Sister-in-law, are you saying bad things about me?"
"No, Aunt Yin was just thanking me for taking care of Grandma Zhou during this period."
Lin Zhixing is not good at lying.
She didn't even look at He Yanchen's face when she spoke.
Yin Ruyun smoothed things over: "If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be the He family today. You were the one running around for A Yu's engagement party. I can't thank you enough, so how could I say anything bad about you?"
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