Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Yu Jian frowned slightly: "Miss Mi, this is my personal business."

"You confiscated?"

Yu Jian was silent for a few seconds, like curiosity and questioning: "Miss Mi, what does it have to do with you if I accept it?"

"Ask." Chu Zheng's tone was casual, unable to discern any emotions: "You confiscated?"

"……No."

Nothing is fine.

Chu Zheng lowered his head and put the things in the car on the cashier counter. The light fell on her side face, as if covered with a light halo, with a delicate texture like jade.

Yu Jian had to admit that the girl in front of her was really pretty.

Chu Zheng put the last thing up, and Yu Jian immediately looked away, pretending that he hadn't seen anything.

Chuzheng took advantage of the gap that the revenue clerk hadn't finished, and stood directly beside Yu Jian, and asked in a voice that the two of them could hear: "What flowers did she give?"

"Miss Mi, what are you doing so clearly?"

"can not say?"

"...I don't remember." Yu Jian turned his phone to the revenue clerk.

"You must remember that you didn't want to tell me that you took her flowers." Chu Zheng calmly concluded: "You lied to me."

Yu Jian shook his finger, and the screen went dark. The revenue clerk hadn't scanned yet, and Yu Jian quickly turned on the phone again.

drop--

The revenue clerk scanned the cell phone that was suddenly handed over-Chuzheng's cell phone.

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Chu Zheng left the supermarket carrying the things, Yu Jian followed behind, and he also carried the things. He didn't want Chu Zheng to take them, but she robbed them directly, regardless of the personal settings of her patients.

Yu Jian walked two steps quickly, parallel to her: "Rose."

"Huh?" Yu Jian said suddenly, and Chu Zheng didn't react.

Yu Jian explained: "The roses she sent."

Roses?

Do boys like roses too?

Do boys like flowers?

There were so many questions with question marks in Chu Zheng's mind, but in the end they were all thrown into the corner by her.

Whether he likes it or not.

After Yu Jian said those words, he didn't say anything again, and silently took Chuzheng home.

The multi-storey apartment where Yu Jian lives is decorated mainly in black and white, and it is depressing and monotonous. There are not many bright colors, as if suddenly stepping into a black and white world.

He put down the things, took the unworn shoes for Chuzheng, and then invited her in.

"Just sit down." Yu Jian seemed to want to say something, and finally endured forbearance, without saying: "What are you drinking? Drink or white water?"

"Anything." I won't pick it! Even if a good person card gives poison... you can't drink it!

Yu Jian brought her a glass of warm water.

"Then sit down for a while and I'll cook." Yu Jian always felt that this was weird. He still didn't understand why she had to come to her home for dinner.

Why didn't he refuse!

Yu Jian took things into the kitchen, first washed and disinfected his hands, and then began to prepare the ingredients.

The kitchen is open, and people in the living room can be clearly seen. The girl sat there, looking down at her mobile phone, putting on her headphones, and only occupying a little position on the sofa, as if she knew that the host here doesn't like others touching other things.

This was the result he wanted.

But looking at it now, he felt a little sad.

Yu Jian withdrew his thoughts and started cooking intently.

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Yu Jian quickly finished a few dishes. He brought it to the table and walked from the other side to behind the sofa.

He glanced at Chuzheng's phone, and the picture was a bit familiar.

Seems……

Recently hit TV series.

Yu Jian subconsciously hit a few question marks in his heart.

She would watch this kind of drama too?

He knew it was because the little nurses in the hospital were discussing all day long, and he could see them watching from time to time. The TV in the hospital ward was occasionally played.

It is indeed normal for her to watch this kind of drama at her age, but I don't know why, Yu Jian just can't equate the two.

Yu Jian didn't know why he had so many thoughts recently. He shook his head and threw those thoughts away.

"Cough..." Yu Jian gave a light cough, "I've eaten."

Chuzheng took off the earphones and put the phone in his pocket, panicking into a batch of N-th power.

How long has Hao Ren Ka stand there just now?

Do you see what I'm looking at?

Chu Zheng calmly asked, "Can I use the bathroom?"

Yu Jian pointed in a direction: "Over there."

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Although Chuzheng is not picky, she has to avoid a lot of things, so the things Yu Jian makes are very common side dishes.

"You should also pay attention to eating out. It's best not to eat out." Yu Jian couldn't help his professional habits.

Chuzheng gave a cry, and suddenly said, "Dr. Yu do it for me?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Yu Jian was choked, he got up and walked towards the bathroom, and it took a while before he came out.

Yu Jian wiped his fingers with a paper towel. After cleaning, he folded his hands on the table: "Miss Mi, I invited you to dinner today because of the dean's order. I hope you don't get me wrong."

Chu Zheng said seriously, "I didn't misunderstand."

Yu Jian stared at Chu Zheng, the latter's eyes were clear and calm, there was no ambiguity or other emotions in it, and he was so serious that he thought too much.

The room suddenly fell silent, with only a slight noise from the air purifier running next to it.

Yu Jian looked away: "Let's eat."

It may be Duan Ruihuan's behavior that made him a little nervous.

She might... really have no other idea.

Yu Jian didn't know if it was, the boss Chuzheng not only had ideas, but also many ideas.

After eating, Yu Jian wanted to send Chuzheng back. Chuzheng waved his hand and refused directly and left by himself.

Yu Jian returned to the apartment, looked at the remaining dishes on the table, and sent a message to the dean that the task was completed.

[Dean: This little girl is pretty good, Dr. Yu, I think she came for you, do you know? ]

[Yu Jian: ...]

The dean is so busy all day, he certainly didn't know that Chuzheng was hospitalized here.

Yu Jian briefly explained a few sentences, and the dean suddenly realized.

[Dean: This is not for you. ]

[Yu Jian: ...]

[Yu Jian: Dean, can you give me one of the photos taken today? ]

The photo they took together today.

[Dean: Yes. ]

The dean soon passed the photo over.

Yu Jian looked at the person in the middle, and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said thank you to the dean.

Yu Jian finished chatting with the dean and buckled the phone on the table. He held the edge of the table and watched the leftovers that had been cold. For a while, he didn't know where to pick up.

Ding Dong——

Before Yu Jian thought about how to clean up, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Yu Jian opened the door, his sight was instantly occupied by a huge bouquet of roses.

A head stuck out with difficulty: "Hello, is it Mr. Yu?"

"Yes……"

"Your flowers, please sign for it."

Yu Jian's hands were slowly squeezed tightly, his heart seemed to be scratched by someone, and there was a vague answer, but he was not sure.

He asked: "Who gave it?"