Midnight Cinderella: 27.Twenty-seventh Night

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Jiang Ran spent the whole afternoon sorting out the things he brought back from abroad. He was so tired that he ordered takeout for dinner. She has been out for a week, and she has accumulated orders here for a week, and she needs to ship a lot of goods at once.

She wants to find a temporary worker to help her.

But after calculating the labor costs and her own income, she gave up the idea. Not a good deal.

"Woof woof woof." Erhuang saw that she had been busy all afternoon and finally stopped. He also walked to the sofa and raised his head to look at her.

Its eyes were dark and round, and what Jiang Ran couldn't bear the most was that it looked at him like this. Erhuang himself seemed to know that he looked cute like this, so every time he asked Jiang Ran for food, he would look at him with this expression. It works every time.

"Erhuang." Jiang Ran picked it up and touched it.

"Woof woof." Erhuang's feet were wrapped with gauze and his movements were not very convenient, so he obediently lay on the sofa and rubbed against her. Jiang Ran took the mobile phone placed on the table, took a photo of it, and sent it to his circle of friends.

Jiang Ran: My little hero Erhuang [心]

Yan Huanhuan replied to Jiang Ran: My circle of friends are all about showing off babies and selfies, but you are the only one who keeps showing off about dogs [smile]

Jiang Ran replied to Yan Huanhuan: [smile]

He Zhiyuan: What happened to Erhuang’s legs? Are you injured?

Jiang Ran replied to He Zhiyuan: Yes, we caught a thief last night [face covering]

Yan Huanhuan replied to Jiang Ran: I just discovered that your dog’s legs are wrapped with gauze?

Jiang Ran was just thinking about whether to give a unified reply when a call came in on his phone. It was from He Zhiyuan. She thought for a while and picked up the phone: "He Zhiyuan, what's wrong?"

"Did a thief break into your house last night?" He Zhiyuan's voice was filled with unconcealable concern.

Jiang Ran said: "Well, fortunately, I have been caught by the police."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, it's just that Erhuang was a little injured."

"Is it serious? Do you want to be sent to the hospital? I'm going to get off work soon, why don't I go pick you up."

"No need, Mr. Feng has sent it to the hospital this morning."

Hearing the words "Mr. Feng", He Zhiyuan was silent for a moment and then said: "That's good. Erhuang doesn't matter, right?"

"It doesn't matter, the doctors and the police praised him for being very brave." Jiang Ran said and rubbed Erhuang's head again.

"Woof!" Erhuang shouted as if responding to her.

He Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Then do you need any help? Why don't you take Erhuang back to your parents' house to stay for a few days."

Jiang Ran had thought about going back to his parents before, but he still shook his head: "Forget it, if they knew about it, they would be worried to death. Erhuang is very well-behaved. It's okay for me to be here alone. And I’ve been out for so long, and there’s still a lot of work waiting to be done.”

He Zhiyuan thought for a while and said: "Then don't be too reluctant. If you need help, just tell me."

"Okay, thank you."

"We have known each other for such a long time, and you are still so polite to me." He Zhiyuan was somewhat self-deprecating when he said this, "Is it safe where you are recently?"

"It should be safe. That's why this happened. The security guards have to be vigilant for a while, and the police will also focus on patrolling this area in the past few days."

"That's good, then..." He Zhiyuan swallowed the "goodbye" on his lips and changed his words, "Are you free on Sunday? I'll treat you to dinner to calm your nerves."

"Well, there's no need for this, I'm fine."

He Zhiyuan seemed to know that she would refuse, and added: "I also want to tell you something by the way."

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment and asked him: "What's the matter? Can we talk about it on the phone?"

"It's better to talk about this matter face to face."

Jiang Ran thought about it for a while and said, "That's good."

"Then I'll pick you up on Saturday."

"No need to bother, let's meet directly at the Starlight Department Store."

"That's okay." He Zhiyuan did not press forward step by step, but gave in at the right time, "That's it, you should be careful at night."

"Got it, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ran sat on the sofa with her cell phone and was lost in thought. She could more or less guess what He Zhiyuan was going to tell her, but she had thought that He Zhiyuan was going to tell her several times before. She confessed, but he didn't. Could it be that he was just overthinking this time?

The phone rang again, this time it was the delivery boy. Jiang Ran put on his slippers and went to open the door for his little brother.

In the evening, she worked overtime again to pack. There were so many customers on WeChat urging her to deliver the goods. Jiang Ran had a headache from being asked. When she heard the WeChat notification, she looked up impatiently and found that it was Mr. Feng.

Feng: I have returned home. Here are the tickets for the concert. I look forward to meeting you next week [cute]

Cover: [Picture]

Jiang Ran finally felt more relaxed. She sat in front of the computer and said back to him: "I'm looking forward to it too. [Lovely]"

Feng: What are you doing now?

Dakeke purchasing agent: There are so many packages to be packed for delivery tomorrow [face covering], I’m going to be exhausted [face covering]

Feng: How about I find someone to help you tomorrow?

Dakeke purchasing agent: Is it the one who washes your car? (⊙o⊙)

Feng: emmm, almost

Dakeke: Haha, no need, I can handle it myself

Feng Jing looked at the message she sent and hated Qin Fan even more. Originally, he could go downstairs to help her pack, but now he can only hold his phone and can't do anything.

"The final draft of the "Secret" script will be out in the next few days. I will send it to you as soon as I receive it." Qin Fan walked to the living room and glanced at Feng Jing, who was leaning on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. "Feng Da Movie King, it’s time for you to calm down and get ready to step into the role.”

"Got it." Feng Jing raised his head and glanced at him.

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows: "I saw strong hatred in your eyes."

Feng Jing said: "It means I really hate you."

"It's a great honor." Qin Fan looked at him calmly, "I will accompany you to join the group after the camera is turned on. I hope you will perform well."

Feng Jing: "..."

Although Qin Fan is his manager, he is not the only artist under Qin Fan. It was only during the period when he first entered Tianqin that Qin Fan personally accompanied him in all his work. After he was almost on track in all aspects, Qin Fan handed him over to Michelle, whom he personally selected.

Some artists may feel that they are not valued because their manager is not with them, but Feng Jing is just the opposite. He wishes Qin Fan would not accompany him - because Michelle is obviously easier to pinch than Qin Fan It is much more flat and rounded.

He coughed dryly, looked at Qin Fan and said: "I think rice noodles are very good, and he has been with me this year and knows my preferences very well. You are so busy, if you are always with me Around me, other people should feel unbalanced again."

Qin Fan said: "What's the imbalance? Who told them to make less money than you."

"..." Feng Jing choked, "Although I have known for a long time that you are this kind of person, it still hurts my heart to say it so directly."

"Then remember not to relay it to them."

Feng Jing: "..."

The name "Agent" is really apt. Everything is only about money. It can be said that he is Zhou Papi in the new era.

Qin Fan did not stay with Feng Jing at night, and Feng Jing finally took a breath. He took a shower, changed into pajamas, took the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and lay in bed until twelve o'clock.

Due to the effect of the medicine, he fell asleep after a while. Suddenly, a pain in his right foot made him open his eyes.

Ah, this is Jiang Ran's bedroom.

He looked down at his gauze-wrapped paws and whined a few times. It can relieve Erhuang's pain for a few hours every day, and it's good to let him sleep well at night.

"Erhuang, what's wrong? Does the wound hurt again?" Jiang Ran closed the computer, walked to the bay window and looked at Erhuang. I saw that it had fallen asleep in a daze just now, and now it woke up again. It must have been hurt by the wound. She checked and found that there was no bleeding, so she bent down and kissed its head: "Good boy, I'll give you more food when you're better."

Feng Jing's whole body froze. Did Jiang Ran kiss him just now?

Different from just passing by in the elevator, nor through a thick mask, he could almost feel Jiang Ran's soft lips.

"Woof woof." His tail swung up unconsciously. Is this a kiss of true love? Well, if it counts, he should have returned to his body by now, right?

"Good night, Erhuang." Jiang Ran touched it again, took out a new set of pajamas from the closet, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Feng Jing lay happily on the bay window, and the pain from his wound relieved a lot.

Jiang Ran's kiss was like an anesthetic to him. It made his heart feel numb and numb, and he was a little addicted.

Jiang Ran came out of the bath and saw Erhuang still lying there looking at her with big eyes. He wondered if he could ask the doctor to prescribe some more painkillers for him next time he went to change his dressing.

"Go to sleep, Erhuang." Jiang Ran paused and put on his eye mask.

She was not lazy again the next day and got up early to prepare breakfast for herself. During the week she was abroad, although she did not cook the vegetables she grew, the farm still sent her the harvested vegetables very responsibly. These vegetables will not be fresh if they are not eaten quickly. Alas, I should have asked Mr. Feng to take some away yesterday.

She gave some vegetables to Sister Wang, and picked out some to send to her parents.

Thinking about how far she had to go to Starlight Department Store in the afternoon, she simply left the house early to deliver groceries to her parents. When Jiang's mother saw her coming back, she naturally wanted to let her finish her meal. Jiang Ran also wanted to eat with her mother, but had to refuse: "Next time, I have an appointment with a friend for dinner today."

Mother Jiang's gossip radar immediately started to operate: "Friend, is it Yan Huanhuan? Or that He Yuanyuan?"

Jiang Ran twitched the corner of his mouth and said while putting on his shoes: "No, you don't know me."

"Have you made friends with a boy I don't know again?"

"..." Sure enough, the same world, the same mother, "I won't talk anymore, I'm going to be late, let's go first."

"Then remember to come back for dinner next time." Jiang's mother walked to the door and did not forget to tell her, "The one named He Zhiyuan is pretty good, I can develop it."

"I told you no, bye, bye, bye, bye." Jiang Ran quickly entered the elevator.