He Jiayin didn't sleep all night. When he woke up in the morning, he had two black circles under his eyes, like a panda.

While having breakfast, Mrs. Mu asked worriedly: "Jiayin, what's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well? What happened?"

"No, I slept well." He Jiayin drank the lotus seed porridge, but felt that it had no taste at all.

"You can't sleep because you have a ghost in your heart, right?" Mu Zebing, like Feng Rui, would mock He Jiayin when he got the chance.

"Mu Zebing, are you sick again?" Mu Zechuan came down from upstairs and sat next to He Jiayin.

"Tch." Mu Zebing rolled his eyes at He Jiayin, shut up and ate.

My brother has become more and more protective of He Jiayin recently. Last time, she just made He Jiayin fall, but he actually asked her to apologize to He Jiayin. Thinking about it now, I still hold my breath!

Mrs. Mu had been worried about whether Mu Zechuan and He Jiayin had quarreled, but seeing her grandson protecting his wife, she knew that they should be fine, because according to Mu Zechuan's usual temper, he would never be so kind to his wife after a quarrel.

The hanging heart was finally relieved.

But seeing her grandson's daughter-in-law's bad expression, she was worried again, so she said: "Zechuan, today is the weekend, why don't you take Jiayin out to have fun? Last time, I said I wanted to make up for the honeymoon, but because something happened, I couldn't make it up. This time

Are you going to make up for it next?”

Mu Zechuan was about to say that this was a good idea, but He Jiayin said, "I have something to do in my company, so I have to work overtime." She didn't even look at Mu Zechuan.

Mu Zebing couldn't help complaining at the same time: "Brother, people don't care about going out with you! You'd better stop sticking your hot face to your cold butt!"

"Shut up!" Mu Zechuan knocked Mu Zebing hard on the head.

But He Jiayin finished eating, stood up and said, I'm going to the company, and left.

Mu Zechuan raised his eyebrows. Are you still angry with the tie?

Damn it, he didn't want to tell her about his glorious deeds of digging through the garbage heap last night. It would be very embarrassing. Besides, his tie was so dirty, and he didn't know how to explain it to her.

He threw down his chopsticks and went back to the bedroom and took out his tie from the drawer. Today, he must clean it!

*

Tang Qiaoen felt suffocated when he thought about what happened last night, so he went to the mall early in the morning to do some shopping to relieve his anger.

Suddenly she heard someone calling her, and when she turned around, she saw a little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

She looked familiar, but couldn't remember who she was.

"Sister Qiaoen, don't you remember me?" The girl stepped forward warmly: "I am Li Yuanyuan! Mu Zebing's good friend!"

Tang Qiaoen then remembered that the last time she invited Mu Zebing to dinner, Mu Zebing also brought this person named Li Yuanyuan. Obviously the two were very good friends.

"It's Yuan Yuan. I'm sorry, you were dressed so beautifully today that I didn't recognize you for a moment." Tang Qiaoen smiled very kindly.

Li Yuanyuan smiled and said: "Sister Qiaoen, you are so beautiful! You don't know that Mu Zebing always talks about Sister Qiaoen every day, which makes me admire you so much!"

"Are you and Bingbing chased by a lot of boys in class?" Tang Qiaoen asked.

"It's okay," Li Yuanyuan waved his hand: "Sister Qiaoen, speaking of things in the class, you don't know that He Jiachen, the person that Bingbing and I hate the most, is also in the same class as us."

"He Jiachen?"

"Well, yes, she is Brother Bingbing's sister-in-law, the most annoying one."

Tang Qiaoen remembered that in the past at the He family, Lin Qing always left the best things to He Jiachen.

A feeling of resentment arose in my heart.

She rolled her eyes, and then asked Li Yuanyuan with a smile: "Since you don't like her, why don't you think of a way to let her go?"

"Is there any way?" Li Yuanyuan asked.

"Come." Tang Qiaoen waved his hand, asking Li Yuanyuan to come closer to her, and then whispered in Li Yuanyuan's ear.

Li Yuanyuan's eyes widened...

*

After He Jiachen attended cram school on Saturday night, he did not go home as usual. He took a taxi to Times Square and entered the Vacheron Constantin store.

Mu Zebing broke her watch. She had wanted to come to the store for a long time, but she had been busy at home and at school, so it took her so long to come.

The clerk immediately recognized her and greeted her warmly: "Miss He, welcome, may I help you?"

He Jiachen hesitated for a moment, then took out the watch box and handed it over: "Please help me take a look. Can this be repaired?"

The clerk opened it and exclaimed: "Oh, why did it fall like this? Miss He, please wait a moment, I will ask the master."

After a while, the clerk came back: "Ms. He, it's okay. It's just that the outer shell is broken. It can be repaired, but it will take a month to return to Switzerland. Do you think it's okay?"

"How much does it cost?" He Jiachen asked.

"Let me take a look." The clerk picked up the calculator and finally came up with a number: "63,000 yuan."

He Jiachen took a breath of air.

It’s so expensive, almost the price of half a watch!

She had enough money, but she didn't think it was worthwhile, but if she didn't fix it, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to tell her sister if she asked.

The clerk noticed her hesitation and asked, "Do you want to repair it?"

He Jiachen took the watch back and said, "I'll think about it again."

Just as he was about to close the box, a hand beside him took it away.

"What's going on?" came a familiar voice.

He Jiachen turned around to look and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "An...Brother An!"

An Jincheng looked at the broken watch and frowned: "Why did it break like this?"

He Jiachen couldn't say whether it was Mu Zebing who threw it, but he could only say: "I accidentally..."

"I have been so careless since I was a child." An Jincheng raised the corner of his mouth and showed a doting smile.

He Jiachen couldn't help but be in a daze.

"Can't repair it?" An Jincheng said, "Then get another one that's exactly the same."

Only then did He Jiachen come to his senses: "Ah, no, it can be repaired." She was afraid that An Jincheng would really spend money to buy it for her, so she hurriedly pushed the watch to the clerk: "I've thought about it, let's repair it."

An Jincheng took out his card and handed it to the clerk: "Swipe this."

"Brother An, I have money." He Jiachen wanted to grab the card.

An Jincheng raised his hand: "I'll give you two choices. One, I'll buy you a new one, and two, I'll help you repair it."

He Jiachen bit his lip, thought for a moment, and nodded.

An Jincheng touched her head: "You are so good!"

"You haven't eaten yet?" An Jincheng took her hand and walked out of the store.

"Well, I didn't eat." He Jiachen had an idea: "Brother An, you don't have anything to eat either, right? To thank you, let me treat you to dinner."

An Jincheng smiled and did not refuse.

After the two of them had eaten, An Jincheng sent Jiachen home.

During this period, no one mentioned any good news.

When he was about to get off the car, He Jiachen finally couldn't help but ask: "Brother An, how are you doing?"

An Jincheng smiled bitterly: "I can't say it's good, I can't say it's bad either. That's it."

"Actually, there's nothing I can do about it, sister." He Jiachen blinked his big eyes and looked at the man next to him, feeling a little hurt in his heart: "Don't blame her."

An Jincheng was silent for a moment: "I don't blame her, it's just that I don't have the ability."

He Jiachen pursed his lips: "Brother An, you also want to be happy!"

"Silly girl!" An Jincheng smiled and touched He Jiachen's head again: "Hurry in, your mother should be worried."

"Brother An, goodbye, drive carefully." He Jiachen got out of the car and waved to An Jincheng.

She felt a little disappointed, but An Jincheng still regarded her as a child.

Lin Qing had just returned from playing cards and happened to see An Jincheng's car leaving.

When she saw her daughter walking absent-mindedly, she asked, "Where have you been?"

He Jiachen didn't hear her mother's question and walked in directly.

Lin Qing followed in: "Who sent you back just now?"

"No one." He Jiachen changed his shoes and walked upstairs.

"Is it An Jincheng?" Lin Qing recognized that silver-grey Bentley.

He Jiachen was halfway upstairs. When he heard An Jincheng's name, he looked back at Lin Qing: "Mom, you went to play cards again, right? Can't you take care of dad when you have time?"

"There are nurses in the hospital!" Lin Qing said, "Wouldn't it be more trouble if I go?" Then she chased her daughter and asked, "It was An Jincheng who sent you back, right? Are you on a date?"

He Jiachen said impatiently: "No."

"Hey, actually, An Jincheng is not bad. If you can be with him, I won't object. Although the age difference is a bit, the strength of the An family is also..."

"Mom, what are you talking about!" He Jiachen interrupted her: "No matter what, he has been with my sister, how can you think so?" After saying that, he returned to his room angrily.

I threw away my schoolbag, but I no longer had the intention to study.

He took out a notebook from under the pillow, opened it, and took out a photo from the mezzanine.

Above is a photo of a little girl and a boy.

The little girl is He Jiachen from ten years ago, and the boy is An Jincheng.

*

Early on Monday morning, Mu Zebing became angry.

The reason was that during breakfast, her brother snatched the pigeon meat porridge she wanted to eat and gave it to He Jiayin.
To be continued...