Yan Xiaye was slightly stunned when he said Tao Jingxi and immediately understood.

Of course, a special place like an orphanage cannot be found just by wanting to come. If it weren't for her girlfriend's name, she probably wouldn't even be qualified to enter.

As both sides of the gate opened, Tao Jingxi walked forward with a familiarity, took a step and paused. He looked back at Yan Xiaye reluctantly, and held her hand with disgust.

Knowing that this is part of the expedient strategy, Yan Xiaye's slender fingers were curled up obediently in the man's palm, and his expression was also low and he tried to make the identity of his boyfriend and girlfriend appear real and reliable.

Inside the door, in the background of the four-story building, the first thing that catches your eye is a large group of children playing and playing in the open space.

"Doctor Tao, thank you for your hard work, you took time to come here again." Not far away, a woman over 50 walked over with a smile. She first praised Yan Xiaye's appearance, and then turned to the topic: "Doctor, Yuanjiang

The child has refused to have a good meal these days and always has nightmares at night. You know his situation. Should I find time for another psychotherapy?"

Tao Jingxi took the opportunity to let go of Yan Xiaye's hand and said with a serious expression: "Director, Yuanjiang's situation is very special. The treatments are too frequent, which is not beneficial to him. Maybe it is better to prescribe some medicine...

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Yan Xiaye listened, and secretly felt more emotion and appreciation for Tao Jingxi's behavior.

With his popularity as a psychologist, the minimum hourly salary for visiting him to see a doctor is around 1,000 yuan, and every minute he is worth a lot.

In today's society, there are very few people who are willing to sacrifice their own interests to do good deeds, and Tao Jingxi obviously persisted silently for a long time.

Not wanting to disturb their discussion of the condition, Yan Xiaye walked away with a wink, and walked to the group of children who were surrounded by the yard, not knowing what they were doing.

Seeing her, a stranger who suddenly appeared, the children looked at each other and subconsciously hid back, revealing the woman surrounded by the middle.

"Be good, you go and play first. There is nothing you can do if the washing machine breaks. I will accompany you after the aunt finishes washing the clothes..." The woman was wearing the uniform of the orphanage staff, and was sweating profusely washing a large basin of clothes that could not be seen in the original color.

, he suddenly looked up and found Yan Xiaye's place, and laughed a little embarrassedly: "They are a little afraid of being angry, don't mind."

On the other side of the courtyard, Tao Jingxi kept talking to the dean, and the light of her eyes fell on Yan Xiaye.

So he saw Yan Xiaye walking over, talking to the teacher in uniform, and then smiled gently at the children.

She is beautiful and beautiful herself, and she is even more dignified when she smiles, making it difficult for her to feel disgusted.

Just when he thought Yan Xiaye was going to force the children to play games, he saw her calmly roll up her sleeves, squat down to replace the teacher, and worked hard to scrub the dirty clothes piled up in the basin.

The frown brows slowly stretched, but Tao Jingxi didn't say anything, but felt a little sorry in her heart.

Most of the children in orphanages are fragile and sensitive, so it is really hard to make them familiar with the level of playing games with people they have never seen before.

What he really appreciated was her meticulous and gentle treatment.

What's even more rare is that she doesn't exaggerate or show off, as if everything is taken for granted, making people unconsciously feel relaxed and peaceful when they are with her.

Realizing that Yan Xiaye didn't need his recommendation, Tao Jingxi turned around and left with the dean and interviewed the children as usual.

Before we knew it, the sun sets west, and it is almost evening.

Tao Jingxi and the staff asked about Yan Xiaye's place, and before the sun set, he left the orphanage with Yan Xiaye who was busy all day long.

Walking on the road, Yan Xiaye consciously left him half a meter away and explained uneasyly: "They asked me to take a shower before leaving, but I accidentally forgot."

"You did a good job." Tao Jingxi's expression was still faint, "I'll treat you to a meal, will you go?"

Yan Xiaye blinked and looked up suspiciously at the horizon, wondering whether the sun sets from the east, "Don't you hate me anymore?"

The corners of the man's lips were raised faintly, as if he was amused by her, and his tone was still so unkind: "Will you come next week?"

"Yeah." Yan Xiaye didn't think much, and nodded in front of him: "Even if I don't do something for that girl, I'm willing to do something for these children."

After saying that, she looked at the time on her phone, thinking that Yin Baiyan should be rolling on the ground as hungry, hurriedly said goodbye to Tao Jingxi and took a taxi back to the studio.

I took the elevator to the floor where the studio was located. Yan Xiaye heard noisy voices from afar, and the air was filled with the rich fragrance of flowers.

Yin Baiyan, who should have been waiting for feeding, blocked the door fiercely and confronted three or four men and women holding bouquets, with an attitude of resolutely refusing to let them in.

"I can't say it's just not sure. You can throw this garbage wherever you like, in short, you are not allowed to throw it into our studio!"

"Sir, please be kind to you, okay? We are all working for others. If you don't let us deliver the flowers, we will have personal compensation for the losses." The leading girl begged softly, looking around with bitterness.

There were bouquets of flowers all over the ground, and they were almost crying: "We are all students from Jianghai University, so it's not easy to work part-time. You can do it well, don't make things difficult for us."

"Money is not a problem. I can leave. Take the garbage out when you leave." Yin Baiyan didn't intend to make things difficult for these people. He took out his wallet and took out his cell phone. He asked very richly: "Do you accept swiping cards or transferring money?

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The girl didn't really want money, and she didn't expect that Yin Baiyan was rich and generous and agreed so happily, and immediately couldn't speak.

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

Behind the crowd, Yan Xiaye was blocked by layers of bouquets and stood a few meters away for no reason: "Your fans have sent all the flower shops? I remember today isn't your birthday?"

"Little Xia Ye..." Yin Baiyan coughed nervously when he saw her, and said as if nothing had happened: "No, it's so distressing for people to be popular. Don't worry, come in first, be careful that your teacher will starve to death for you."

However, before Yan Xiaye nodded, the girl holding the bouquet looked around and turned around, turned her head spiritually and rushed to her, and asked excitedly: "You are Miss Yan, right? These flowers are given to you by Mr. Li.

Yes, please sign here, we will be responsible for putting it into the room."
Chapter completed!