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After Chapter 18, you can take care of it

In the end, Wen Nian didn't know how he answered Shen Huaijing, and even forgot whether he answered or not.

I only remember that Xu Yixin and the others rushed down from the second floor in groups, and after confirming that Teacher Shen had gone far, they turned to ask him.

"How did you coax Teacher Shen?"

Wen Nian: "..."

There seemed to be Shen Huaijing's breath on the neck, like a small fire burning.

"No—" Wen Nian originally wanted to say "not coaxed", but the word "coaxed" couldn't be pronounced, and finally became: "Not angry."

"Aren't you angry yet?" Xu Yixin had lingering fears in his heart, "I've never seen Teacher Shen get so angry. If it wasn't for you, I almost thought that Shen Han would confess to me tonight."

Xu Yixin didn't tell the real truth.

The moment Wen Nian returned to the villa, the moment he hit the gun, he actually felt that Shen Han and Wen Nian would both confess to be here tonight.

But Wen Nian put out the fire of the gun.

They were watching from upstairs, looking at Wen Nian as if he had done nothing, but he seemed to have done everything.

It was more like... the moment Wen Nian walked towards Teacher Shen, that person lost all anger.

"Okay, why are you squeezing him?" Shen Han walked over and pulled Wen Nian behind him, "Go back to your room."

"I have something to talk to Wen Nian."

"All right, all right," looking at Shen Han's walnut-like eyes, Xu Yixin and the others held back a smile: "Then don't cry anymore."

Shen Han kicked him: "...Fuck you."

After finishing speaking, Shen Han turned his head nervously and looked at Wen Nian: "Is this a dirty word?"

Wen Nian: "Forget it."

Shen Han drooped his head: "Oh, I won't talk about it next time."

Once everyone entered the house, the yard became quiet again.

Half of Shen Han's body was drenched in the rain, Wen Nian pulled him under the umbrella, and handed over a tissue: "Wipe."

Shen Han: "I didn't cry."

"...I mean, I got wet from the rain."

"This little rain is okay, but you should wipe it off quickly, so you don't catch a cold again."

"..."

Wen Nian: "Didn't you say you have something to say?"

"No," Shen Han's tone was still very low, "Seeing that you didn't feel like talking just now, you drove them away."

Wen Nian's heart burned.

A gust of wind blew over with rain, and Shen Han was scolded by Shen Huaijing for half an hour wearing short sleeves in the wind. When the wind blew, he shivered.

Wen Nian had a headache, and helped him wipe off the rain on his arm: "Go in quickly."

"By the way, why did you say 'no' at that time?" Shen Han raised his head suddenly, "I was not joking with you."

Wen Nian: "?"

Shen Han: "From now on, you will be my brother, I..."

Wen Nian took the tissue back and walked straight into the house.

Don't wipe it.

Even if Shen Han was showered with a basin of water, he didn't wipe it off.

When Wen Nian returned to the room, Shen Han was still asking why.

Wen Nian didn't speak.

He couldn't explain why himself, but a voice in his heart told him that it just couldn't work.

After washing up, Shen Han was on the phone on the balcony, it sounded like he was very angry.

Just after hanging up the phone, I answered another call, and this time my tone dropped immediately, like a balloon that was inflated, suddenly pricked in the mouth, and shriveled... as if being scolded again.

Just as Wen Nian was about to take a look, a new message came from his phone.

[If you feel uncomfortable, take cold medicine and drink it before going to bed. 】

Then, another one.

[The medicine box is on the first shelf of the wall cabinet in the living room. 】

...It's Shen Huaijing.

At this moment, all emotions fell into pieces, and then emerged separately.

[Wen Nian: No discomfort. 】

Wen Nian wondered if he was a fall-at-the-wind image in Shen Huaijing's mind.

Thinking about it carefully, when I saw him, there always seemed to be big and small problems.

It's not just Shen Huaijing, Shen Han seems to think so too.

Wen Nian thought for a while and typed.

[Wen Nian: I don't usually catch a cold. 】

Seeing this emphatic emphasis, Shen Huaijing replied: "Okay."

Wen Nian pursed his lips, always feeling that "good" didn't seem so good.

He tilted his head, and suddenly saw Shen Han standing pitifully on the balcony.

[Wen Nian: Teacher Shen. 】

[Wen Nian: What happened to Zhang Cheng was an accident, no one thought about it, so don't be angry with Shen Han. 】

The other end did not speak for a long time.

Wen Nian felt a little uneasy after a long time.

He really didn't worry about Zhang Cheng's matter, but seeing that Shen Han was not in a good mood all night, he was not feeling well either.

Another 1 minutes passed.

Shen Huaijing hasn't replied yet.

The deflated balloon in the room changed from one to two.

Wen Nian felt that he might really have said something wrong, or that he should carry which pot if he didn't open it.

Just as he was about to type, a message from Shen Huaijing came back.

[Teacher Shen: Wen Nian. 】

Seeing his name, Wen Nian felt a little nervous subconsciously, as if being called by the teacher in class, he immediately replied: "Yes."

[Mr. Shen: Do you know that children who cry have candy? 】

Wen Nian:?

Is this talking about Shen Han?

Wen Nian glanced out.

Crying is quite capable of crying, but it seems that the light is scolded and there is no sugar.

Wen Nian didn't quite understand, so he finally sent a "?"

Shen Huaijing smiled lightly and sighed, as if he didn't know what to do with Wen Nian.

[Mr. Shen: Nothing. 】

He originally waited for Wen Nian to "complain" to him.

But now it is him who comforts people.

That may be wrong.

Sometimes those who are too sensible may be more helpless than those who "can cry".

Shen Huaijing glanced at Wen Nian's head.

[Ms. Shen: Is this avatar a full stop? 】

[Wen Nian: Yes. 】

[Wen Nian: Is it strange? 】

[Mr. Shen: It's quite special. 】

Wen Nian's face was a little hot.

[Mr. Shen: It's not too early, go to bed early. 】

[Wen Nian: Okay, Mr. Shen, good night. 】

[Mr. Shen: Good night. 】

[Mr. Shen: Remember to dry your hair. 】

Wen Nian subconsciously touched the end of his hair, and at the spot where Shen Huaijing touched, he let out a deep, deep breath.

[Wen Nian: Good. 】

At the end of the conversation, Shen Han just walked in from the balcony, like a child who made a mistake, walked to the warm bed.

Shen Han lowered his head: "A new assistant will come over tomorrow."

Wen Nian looked at him: "I really don't need an assistant."

If this is the case, he will probably tell the story that his recording period is not too long.

Shen Han: "A situation like Zhang Cheng's will definitely not happen again, don't worry."

Wen Nian: "No need..."

"It's my brother's."

"..."

"My brother said that that person has been quite free recently, so I will be your temporary assistant and make it easy."

"........."

The next day, Wen Nian woke up more than 20 minutes later than usual - I don't know if he took cold medicine.

Last night, he was about to go to bed, but Shen Han suddenly went downstairs and brought up two packs of Ganmaoling, saying something like "If you don't drink it, I will be scolded", the two drank a cup of Ganmaoling for no reason and fell asleep.

As soon as Wen Nian went downstairs, he felt something was wrong.

Xu Yixin and the others, who were going to leave early, were sitting in a row in the living room, sitting upright, especially Shen Han who got up a little earlier than him, leaning back on the sofa with his eyes glazed over.

Wen Nian: "?"

"Come over for breakfast." A strange voice suddenly came from the kitchen.

Wen Nian followed the prestige.

Fu Lin took off his black apron: "I'm in a hurry today, so let's eat something casually, and I'll get you something good tomorrow."

Wen Nian stood on the stairs, looked at Fu Lin, and subconsciously thought that Shen Huaijing was there.

But no one was seen.

Shen Han got up and walked over, scratching his head: "I don't know that the assistant my brother said to find you is Brother Lin."

Wen Nian: "..."

Xu Yixin and the others had difficulties to describe.

God knows that when they got up together, went downstairs, and saw Fu Lin in the kitchen, they would feel bloodshot in their foreheads.

This is the temporary assistant that Mr. Shen said is quite free and can make do with it? !

Is there any reason? !

Shen Han couldn't bear it anymore, so he rushed over directly to Fulin.

He pondered for a long time: "Brother Lin, does my brother want to warm up the year?"

Fu Lin choked: "What... want?"

Shen Han: "Sign him."

Fu Lin: "..."

All right, he's wrong.

"It depends." Fu Lin lied with an old face.

Shen Han became anxious: "Brother Lin, if my brother really can't find anyone, tell me that there are so many people on my side that I really... can't use you."

Fu Lin was a little relieved: "I'm afraid I'm working hard."

Shen Han shook his head strongly: "I'm afraid you might scare him."

Fu Lin: "..."

He committed crimes in his previous life, and only met the two brothers from the Shen family in this life.

Fu Lin: "Okay, I promise to make offerings to him, and promise not to scare him, OK?"

After finishing speaking, Fu Lin turned around and walked towards Wen Nian, then stopped suddenly, turned around, and said to Shen Han: "By the way, it's okay, don't hug Wen Nian all the time."

Shen Han: "Why?! I already recognize him as my younger brother."

Fu Lin: "..."

Fu Lin patted his head pityingly, and gave him two dollars.

Shen Han took it in a daze.

Fu Lin: "Take these two dollars, go to the rocking chair at the entrance of the supermarket, and shake your seniority away."

Find out what the person your brother cares about should shout.

Shen Han: "???"

Fu Lin put the fried eggs, milk and toast on the table, looked at Wen Nian: "Shen Han said you don't eat breakfast, this habit is bad, you have to change it."

Wen Nian hadn't recovered from the fact that Fu Lin was going to be his assistant, so he sat down slowly, took a sip of milk, but his thoughts flew to another villa.

Brother Lin is here.

Is there anyone around Mr. Shen?

"Brother Lin, did Teacher Shen have breakfast?" Wen Nianzhong asked.

Hearing this, Fu Lin glanced at Wen Nian: "He doesn't eat breakfast."

Wen Nian: "."

Fu Lin smiled and pushed the fried egg in front of him: "I can't control him."

"You can take care of it later."

Wen Nian's hands paused: "?"

Fu Lin: "Stop talking, let's have breakfast first."

Wen Nian lowered his head and ate his toast.

Very good.

Fu Lin sat on the sofa, processing the news while watching Wen Nian.

At first, I thought it was a troublesome job, but looking at it now, the kid is much easier to manage than Shen Huaijing.

Looking at it now, it is Shen Huaijing who is taking care of this little pride... Maybe who will take care of who in the future.

After breakfast, Fu Lin led the people to the main station.

"Do you really not need me to go up?" Fu Lin asked.

Wen Nian nodded.

In the morning, Fu Lin had already scared Xu Yixin and the others, and Wen Nian didn't dare to imagine what would happen if Fu Lin went up with him.

"That's fine." Fu Lin handed something from the car's built-in shelf, "The umbrella is in the backpack. This is a full bank card. You can use this card for all park purchases in Taiwan."

"This is the Luo Han Guo tea made in the morning, with some fat sea added, it protects the throat, remember to drink it, I will check it at night."

"And wait until I call you in the evening before going downstairs, I will be on my own stage soon, don't get wet in the rain, don't get windy, you know?"

Wen Nian: "..."

Why did he feel that he was treated like a child.

So Wen Nian said, "Brother Lin."

"Ok?"

"Do you do the same to Teacher Shen?"

"He, he is disobedient, don't learn from him."

"..."

Wen Nian was finally "obedient" and went upstairs with a bucket-like thermos.

At the end of the day, the thermos... Strictly speaking, the tea in the thermos is almost drunk.

Wen Nian felt that he had become a fish after drinking it, and it still tasted like a fat sea.

In the evening, Fu Lin sent him a message, and Wen Nian went downstairs.

[The car is parked on the second basement floor, No. 110, Area A, where it was in the morning. 】

Wen Nian followed the signs to look for it, and soon saw the nanny's car.

The same style, the same brand, but the license plate seems to be a little different from the one in the morning.

Wen Nian didn't think much and walked over.

The moment the car door opened, he raised his eyes and saw Shen Huaijing.

Wen Nian: "..."

Wen Nian was holding the thermos cup, and he didn't know what to do.

In the end, it was Shen Huaijing who spoke first.

"If you want to drop by, come here and take a ride."

Fu Lin's voice came faintly from the back row: "If you disagree, I will drive him out immediately."

Wen Nian: "..."

Shen Huaijing smiled, and it was clearly his own nanny car, but he added as if asking Wen Nian's opinion: "Is it okay?"

Wen Nian: "..."

Under the unwavering gaze of that person, Wen Nian lowered his head: "... yes."

The author has something to say:

Brother Lin: I didn't see it.

I should be under the car, not in the car.