Chapter 1696 Hi, it's nice to see you again 4
The doctor came over and took Song Jinhuan's temperature; everything was fine.
Wen Erliu casually took off his coat, revealing a white shirt wrapped in a vest, which looked somewhat tight around his chest.
Wen Shiba glanced at her, subtly mocking the old man for being so dramatic, then silently blocked Song Jinhuan's view. The word "Song" was on the tip of her tongue but she swallowed it back down, and whispered, "Jinhuan, what do you want to eat tonight?"
Song Jinhuan was taken aback. Just a moment ago, she was being very polite to Miss Song, but now she was calling her by her first name.
Eat whatever is available.
She can eat anything as long as it's not particularly bad.
Wen Shiba looked at Wen Erliu, his meaning clear in his eyes.
Surely someone of that age knows more than these young people?
Wen Erliu rolled up his sleeves and walked straight toward the kitchen. As he passed Song Jinhuan, he casually bent down slightly, handed her his wristwatch, and said gently, "Miss Song, could you please put this on the coffee table for me?"
This action unexpectedly brought the two people closer together.
His bangs fell across his forehead, instantly magnifying his mature and charming face, which was clearly reflected in the depths of her brown pupils.
Song Jinhuan took it subconsciously and mumbled an "okay".
Wen Erliu received a response, gave her a subtle smile, and then walked into the kitchen without looking back.
Wen Shiba took two steps forward, and his act of stopping him by raising his left hand in mid-air seemed particularly strange.
Song Jinhuan looked over.
He casually ran his hand over his head, secretly noting down a note about Wen Erliu.
Older men are really cunning.
Don't think he didn't realize that the person was just making excuses to talk to Jin Huan!
Hey, Miss Song!
"Enjoy yourself, I can..."
Before she could even utter the words "sit next to you," a small figure with an innocent face took up the spot beside her.
The little head tilted affectionately against her arm, "Sister Jinhuan~"
Physical size gives them a unique advantage in the competition for favor.
Time flies.
During dinner, Song Jinhuan glanced at the empty seats and casually asked, "Aren't you coming down to eat, Fifteen?"
The air fell silent for a moment.
Wen Erliu explained first: "I will deliver it to his room later."
As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator next to the stairwell dinged and slowly opened.
"Today is a rare occasion."
Wen Shiwu's sudden appearance and the rolling noise seemed to refute his explanation, but Wen Erliu was quick to make amends.
Wen Shiba stood up to greet him, walked behind the chair, pushed him to the furthest position from Song Jinhuan, and thoughtfully placed the tableware in front of him, saying, "Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything."
Wen Shiwu nodded slightly without saying a word.
Song Jinhuan's dinner was not relaxing; a strange atmosphere enveloped the table.
She had the illusion of being divided into four parts. She never thought of herself as a diplomatic expert, but during dinner, she skillfully balanced the silent tension between the four people, just like a veteran.
It seems we need to fulfill their wishes as soon as possible.
Doing this every day can easily lead to indigestion.
After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms.
The night was completely still, and Song Jinhuan slept soundly, waking up at seven o'clock.
After washing up, I went downstairs.
The sound of the door opening startled several people on the same floor.
In the kitchen, a figure wearing a white hoodie is busy at work.
Song Jinhuan greeted, "Eighteen, good morning."
The figure turned around, revealing a more mature profile than the boy.
Awkward.
You called the wrong person.
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