I just want to live a happy life

Ever since the dinner with Cheng Ting’s friends, the weather has been gloomy and it has been drizzling for several days.

Guan Juer didn't go out either. Apart from enjoying being alone with Cheng Ting, she worked. She also took advantage of these few days to draw a lot of new clothing designs.

A few days later, the sky finally cleared up.

At this time, Guan Juer also had an idea, so she moved a small table and a lounge chair and placed them on the balcony. Guan Juer lay on the lounge chair basking in the warm sun, while she boiled tea on the table.

Listening to the gurgling sound of boiling water, Guan Juer also felt a little drowsy. Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.

Cheng Ting, who was lying on another recliner next to her, listened to her steady breathing. He turned his head and saw that she had fallen asleep. Her eyelashes, as thin as a cicada's wing, trembled slightly, and there was a faint blush on her face. She looked very well-behaved.

Cheng Ting couldn't help but move closer and kissed her lightly on the forehead, then took a blanket and covered her with it. Although the sun was shining brightly today, it was almost winter after all, and there was still a chill in the wind.

When Guan Juer woke up, she found herself lying on the bed, covered with a quilt.

I propped up my upper body and looked at the mobile phone on the bedside. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

There were also several new messages, either from Qu Xiaoxiao or Qiu Yingying. She knew they were complaints from them without even looking at them.

Ever since Fan Shengmei's parents moved into Ode to Joy, they can't sit still unless they send her a few messages every day.

Things like Mr. Fan didn't flush the toilet after using it, Lei Lei made a mess in 2202, and Mrs. Fan's loud voice disturbed them, etc.

Thanks to these two people, even though she no longer lived in Ode to Joy, she still knew what happened there from their words.

Qu Xiaoxiao's messages were occasionally interspersed with things about Andy, saying that she had seen with her own eyes that Andy and Wei Wei were talking and laughing, and that they were closer than before and spoke more calmly.

But even so, Andy and Wei Wei did not make any physical contact, not even holding hands or hugging. Qu Xiaoxiao was an outsider, so she could naturally see Andy's aversion to intimate contact.

In this regard, Qu Xiaoxiao is pessimistic about their relationship and believes that they will definitely break up in the future.

After reading their messages, as expected, they were all complaints about Mr. and Mrs. Fan. Guan Juer replied to a few of them and left the bedroom only after she was no longer sleepy.

As soon as she came out, she smelled a familiar fragrance. Guan Juer followed the scent and saw Cheng Ting wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen.

Guan Juer came up to her and asked, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Ting took the spatula and casually turned the fish over. His movements were neither fast nor slow, and his face showed no sign of panic. It was obvious that he was used to doing this.

This is indeed the case. Since Cheng Ting and Guan Juer started living together, she was surprised to learn that he could cook and that the food was delicious. After all, Cheng Ting came from a wealthy family and must have a nanny at home, so he didn't have to worry about these things.

After listening to him, I learned that in the first few years after entering the circle, he was busy developing his career and was under a lot of pressure. Cooking was his way to relieve stress, and it was also at that time that he developed his excellent cooking skills.

"This is fish soup, and there are some ready-made cola chicken wings over there. Try it and see if it suits your taste." As he said that, he motioned Guan Juer to look to his left.

Guan Juer took a bite and her eyes lit up instantly. She looked at him and nodded: "It's delicious, you should try it too."

Cheng Ting tasted her hand and was also very satisfied. He said, "Okay, the smell of cooking oil is strong here. You can go out and play, watch TV or do other things first. You can eat in a while."

About half an hour later, the meal cooked by Cheng Ting was served on the table.

One soup, two meat dishes and one vegetarian dish.

Guan Juer was really hungry, and the food tasted very good, so she ate a little more than usual.

After dinner, Cheng Ting went to the study, and Guan Juer went to her small studio. While it was still early, they did some work. Having slept for the whole afternoon, Guan Juer was in good spirits at this time. She worked until almost twelve o'clock, and she still hadn't come to her senses.

It was not until there was a knock on the door that she looked up from her work, and realized belatedly that it was already very late.

Cheng Ting opened the door, walked in, looked at the clothes in front of Guan Juer, and asked, "Are you done?"

Guan Juer shook her head: "Not yet, this dress is complicated, I have only finished the simple parts."

Cheng Ting reached out, held Guan Juer's hand in his, and massaged her wrist: "Let's do it tomorrow. It's late today and we can't stay up late."

"Yeah." Guan Juer stood up from the stool and was taken back to the bedroom by Cheng Ting.

The next day, both of them got up very early. Guan Juer was going to the studio. After all, because of the bad weather in the previous few days, she hadn't been to the studio for several days.

And Cheng Ting also needs to go to the company.

As soon as she reached the underground parking lot, Guan Juer received a call from Qiu Yingying, saying that Fan's father had suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was admitted to the hospital.

Although this matter has nothing to do with her, she and Fan Shengmei are friends after all, and they even lived together for a period of time. It is reasonable for her to go and take a look.

After hanging up the phone, Guan Juer looked at Cheng Ting and said, "Sister Fan's father is in trouble. I need to go to the hospital."

Cheng Ting said without hesitation: "I will go with you. I am worried if you go alone."

"No, you still have to go to the company, don't delay your work. I'm not a child, there's nothing to worry about."

Seeing that Cheng Ting still wanted to follow, Guan Juer hugged his waist and knocked her chin on his chest: "Don't worry, I'm just going to take a look. Besides, there are so many people in the hospital, you can be easily discovered, and without an assistant bodyguard by your side, it's very dangerous."

In the end, Cheng Ting still didn't say anything to Guan Juer and compromised and went to the company.

After arriving at the hospital and asking for the location of Fan's father, Guan Juer rushed over.

At the door of the emergency room, from a distance, Guan Juer saw Fan Shengmei sitting there, bent over, covering her face with her hands, trying to avoid the question, as if she didn't want to hear the desperate news for her.

"Sister Fan." Hearing the voice, Fan Shengmei moved slightly. She didn't look up, but Qu Xiaoxiao and Qiu Yingying who were standing next to her looked over.

"How is uncle?" Guan Juer walked over.

Qu Xiaoxiao said: "I don't know the situation yet. My uncle is still trying to save him."

After waiting for more than an hour, the lights in the emergency room went out and the doctor who was giving first aid to Mr. Fan came out.

At this time, Fan Shengmei also stood up, walked to the doctor and asked about her father's condition.

Facing Fan Shengmei's anxious and worried face, the doctor sighed. Just when Fan Shengmei was becoming more and more uneasy, the doctor told her about the condition of Fan's father: Fan's father had suffered a stroke.

Upon hearing such sad news, Fan Shengmei could not help but stagger a few steps. As for what the doctor said next, that Fan's father needed surgery, and even if the surgery was done, there was a high possibility that it could not be cured, and that the condition could only be controlled, she could no longer hear these words.

At this point she really didn't know what to do. The surgery required money. The doctor said it would cost $100,000. The total amount of money she had now was less than $10,000. What should she do?