Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

The person who came was none other than her neighbor - Pan Yijing

Noticing that Lin still looked incredulous, Pan Yijing smiled bitterly: "Miss Lin, you don't have to be so surprised, right?"

Covering his mouth, Lin Yiran's eyes were a little flustered, and he was obviously a little confused.

After about a moment of relief, Lin still raised his head: "Mr. Pan, why are you here so late at night?"

"nothing."

Pan Yijing raised his hand and pointed at the tears still hanging on Lin's face that he had no time to wipe, "I heard you cry."

"Is your boyfriend treating you badly?"

After reacting, Lin Yiran raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

"No, my boyfriend is very good."

"That's it."

The corners of Pan Yijing's mouth raised slightly, "I heard you crying just now, and I wondered if something had happened."

"Did you hear that?"

"No..." Lin Yiran shook his head, "Could it be that you... also live here?"

"That's right."

Pan Yijing made up a lie: "The apartment my grandpa gave me is closer to the company, so I just moved here to make it easier for me to go to the company."

Seeing that Lin Yiran still looked confused, Pan Yijing smiled and stretched out his hand: "Formal introduction, I am Pan Yijing, the head of household in 307, your neighbor."

"The company was too busy some time ago and I didn't have time to say hello to you. It was so abrupt."

"That's it."

Muttering to himself, Lin still extended his hand and shook it politely.

Quickly pulling his hand back, Lin still smiled sheepishly: ":Sorry, did I wake you up?"

"That's not true."

Pan Yijing raised his eyebrows: "Whenever I hear someone crying, I feel uneasy after all."

Lowering his head, Lin still clenched his fingers tightly and nodded politely: "I'm sorry for disturbing you so late."

"fine."

With a slight smile on his lips, Pan Yijing took out an exquisite wooden box from his pocket like magic.

"These are candied plums. They don't taste very sweet."

"Um?"

Lin Yiran blinked, a little flattered: "Is this for me?"

"Um."

Without saying anything else, Pan Yijing placed it in her palm.

"I once knew a little girl who would eat a plum when she cried."

"She said that as long as you eat something sweet, you won't shed tears."

With warmth in his heart, Lin Yiran held the small box in both hands and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Pan."

"My pleasure."

Looking at Lin Yiran with soft eyes, Pan Yijing looked down at his watch and nodded appropriately: "Miss Mu, it's so late, so I won't disturb you. Good night."

Pursing his lips, Lin Yiran seemed to have remembered something, and his voice had a hint of urgency: "Mr. Pan, wait a minute, let me show you something."

"Wait for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yiran hurriedly took out the Doraemon doll from the balcony.

Looking straight at the doll, Pan Yijing chuckled.

This girl, it seems that all her actions were rejected by her.

Thinking of this, Pan Yijing suddenly felt a little relieved.

No reason, just because his behavior had an effect.

His efforts were not in vain.

Taking out the sticky note from behind the doll, Lin Yiran asked cautiously: "Mr. Pan, isn't this doll a gift from you?"

Raising his eyebrows, Pan Yijing did not deny it, but admitted with a smile: "Yes, I gave it to you."

"It just so happened that that day, there was a little girl crying on the balcony. I couldn't bear it, so I put the doll on the window sill."

"It's really you who gave it to me."

Lin still hugged the doll tightly, "Thank you very much for your help."

"Do you really want to thank me?"

After hearing what Lin Yiran said, Pan Yijing asked this question for no reason.

"Why don't you treat me to a meal?"

"sure."

Lin Yiran was not the kind of person with a coy personality, so he responded with a smile.