"Inconvenient to answer? Then I'll go out first."

Xia Jinyuan, who was sitting across the three empty chairs, got up with a gesture, and Ms. Xiao panicked and said quickly, "No, no, I'll pick it up, I'll pick it up."

He hurriedly answered the phone, and a pretty woman's voice came from inside, "Aunt Xiao, why haven't you come yet? Are you lost? I'm coming to pick you up now."

"Jiayi, Aunt Xiao is in a hurry. I can't come here for the time being. Don't wait for Aunt Xiao."

It was Du Jiayi, who was back in Beijing, who called. She couldn't stand Mrs. Li whispering in her ears every day and moved back to the single apartment she bought when she was studying in college. She only stayed at Du's house for two nights when she returned to China a few days ago, and Mrs. Li read it again. Annoyed, he escaped again under the pretext of work.

The soup that Ms. Xiao wanted to serve for Xia Jinyuan was actually for Du Jiayi. Angelica black chicken soup, which nourishes qi and blood during menstruation, is indeed not suitable for Xia Jinyuan to drink.

The box was very quiet, and there was a faint voice from the mobile phone. Xia Jinyuan hooked the corner of his mouth very shallowly, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Ms. Xiao is still "kind and considerate" as always, of course, only for others.

"Jiayi is good, Aunt Xiao will come to see you later. Aunt Xiao will cook for you what you want to eat. Lie down on the bed if you feel uncomfortable. Don't force yourself to work. No matter how busy you are, you have to take good care of yourself."

Du Jiayi, who didn't wait for the black chicken soup, played a little bit of a little temper, and said softly: "Okay, okay, Aunt Xiao, I will forgive you. Then remember to call me when you are done, and I will come to pick you up. It's late, don't come here, I'm not worried."

"Okay, I see, then Aunt Xiao hangs up first."

Ms. Xiao said with gentle eyebrows, and what she didn't know was her biological daughter.

Although it is not his biological mother, it is not far behind, especially in the past two years, taking care of Du Jiayi is more important than Mrs. Lai's biological mother.

Xia Jinyuan was very calm. He always knew that the lady in front of him would care about others the most, but he didn't care much about the relatives around him.

In the past, I would still be sad and resentful, but now, I really don't feel it anymore.

Just a stranger, he doesn't need to care.

After finishing the call, Ms. Xiao put down the phone and explained apologetically, "I'm sorry, A Yuan. Jiayi is not feeling well, and my mother is a little worried about her."

Xia Jinyuan only nodded slightly and did not express any opinion.

She was just happy, worried that no one had anything to do with him.

She probably knew that outsiders should not be mentioned, and seeing Xia Jinyuan's indifferent expression, Ms. Xiao twitched her lips with difficulty, trying to make her expression look natural, "Girls live alone, adults are always a little worried, so I ask my mother to take care of them. One or two, don't be angry..."

"Should be."

In the end, Xia Jinyuan was polite, replied with three words to save face, and then poured tea and drank it slowly.

"Your dad told me that you are very busy. A Yuan, no matter how busy you are, you have to take good care of yourself. You can't just take advantage of your youth and just waste your body."

"You're also old. You're twenty-eight this year. You should consider finding a girlfriend to take care of yourself. Looking for a gentle and demure temperament, I think the teacher is good. If you have more time, you may come to the army to take care of you during summer and winter vacations."

"You can't find someone who is too busy, and you can't find someone in the army. In the future, the two of you will be on each other's side, and the relationship will fade no matter how strong it is. Find more time, and spend more time with you."

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