Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

Su Wanwan sighed in her heart and could only find a way to make another appointment with Xu Yan.

"I'm free." After Xu Yan understood what Su Wanwan meant, he gently put down his pencil and said, "I'll go to the clinic in the evening."

Xu Yan specially chose a place that Su Wanwan could easily reach.

"Are you finally leaving?"

Zhong Qingqing had already thought of a countermeasure. When she saw Xu Yan stand up and walk towards the door, she quickly put on her usual gentle expression and glanced at her ankle shyly, "I'm sorry, Third Brother, I wanted to go with you, but my ankle hurts so much that I'm afraid I can't walk anymore."

Su Wanwan, who was sorting out manuscripts, immediately became interested when she heard this.

The road in front of the radio station is flat and the threshold is very low. Zhong Qingqing was running over with a strong step just now, so how come she suddenly sprained her ankle?

"Miss Zhong, take off your shoes and check first? If the swelling is too high, surgery may be necessary."

Su Wanwan came over with the intention of watching the fun to the end. She lowered her head and tried to take off her shoes as soon as she came over. "Stand still and don't move. I'll take a look at you first."

"Ah, no, no, it's so bad to take off your shoes in broad daylight..." Zhong Qingqing quickly jumped over one foot and stepped back, looking embarrassed.

"We are already educated youth sent to the countryside, how can Miss Zhong still have such conservative ideas? A swollen ankle is a big deal. If it is not treated in time, it may leave you with lifelong disability!"

Su Wanwan still insisted, and Zhong Qingqing could only keep dodging her.

After all, her ankle was fine. Wouldn't it be exposed if she took off her shoes?

"We should indeed check it out." Xu Yan next to him actually agreed.

This magnified Zhong Qingqing's grievances several times.

"This is not a clinic after all. Even if you take off your socks and have a look, it won't help. Third brother... can I ask you for a favor?"

Zhong Qingqing looked at Xu Yan as she spoke, and the rejection on Xu Yan's face was almost clearly visible. Su Wanwan suppressed her smile and said, "Miss Zhong, it's so serious now, just tell me if you have something to say."

"I... Can Third Brother carry me for a while? Just go to the clinic. I will check myself when I get there..."

Su Wanwan understood everything instantly and no longer forced Zhong Qingqing to take off her shoes.

Instead, she was a little curious about how Xu Yan would respond.

"Shall I carry you?"

A strange emotion and vague expectation suddenly appeared in Su Wanwan's heart. She took two steps back, waiting for Xu Yan's next move.

"Well...if Third Brother finds it troublesome, then forget it. I'll rest for a while and my feet should be able to touch the ground." Zhong Qingqing's face was full of grievance.

"I don't have the strength to carry you."

Xu Yan once killed a wild boar weighing hundreds of pounds in the mountains. Facing Zhong Qingqing, who weighed no more than 90 pounds, he actually said that he had no strength.

Su Wanwan felt a muffled laugh in her heart, and the strange feeling disappeared.

Was she jealous just now?

Realizing her emotions, Su Wanwan quickly shook her head gently, trying to dispel the thought.

She and Xu Yan were just partners who came together to make money due to a misunderstanding. How could they have any feelings for each other?

Zhong Qingqing was also shocked by Xu Yan's answer and was speechless for a moment.

The young men in the village who worked in the production team all possessed great strength, and Xu Yan had a clear advantage in height and was more capable than the other young men. It was impossible for him to be unable to carry Zhong Qingqing.

He just picked a lame excuse to turn her down.

"Then...then Third brother, you go first and don't worry about me." Zhong Qingqing said aggrievedly and helplessly, and then pretended to squat down, as if she was going to stay at the door for a long time.

"That won't do!" Su Wanwan stepped forward immediately.

If Zhong Qingqing sits here for the whole afternoon, wouldn't the food that her mother just brought get cold?

"Your sprained ankle is no small matter. There will be pus and blood inside, and you can't move at all now. It will swell up a lot later, and your socks will be torn." Su Wanwan said as she looked at Xu Yan, "Anyway, you've already come here. Even if you can't carry Miss Zhong, at least you should support her for a while. Can't you just send her to the clinic?"

Su Wanwan silently apologized to Xu Yan, and in order to let herself eat in peace, she had to put him in an awkward position.

"Ok."

Xu Yan was indifferent at first, but after hearing what Su Wanwan said, he immediately walked towards Zhong Qingqing and stretched out his hand to support her. Zhong Qingqing's blood immediately flowed backwards.

Does Xu Yan like Su Wanwan?

The words of refusal were already on the tip of her tongue, but Zhong Qingqing swallowed them back.

I can't miss the good opportunity to be alone with Xu Yan just because I'm angry with Su Wanwan.

"Thank you, third brother."

Watching the backs of Xu Yan and Zhong Qingqing gradually disappear, Su Wanwan clapped her hands, turned around and immediately returned to the broadcasting room, quickly put away the manuscript, took out the food, and wolfed down several big mouthfuls.

While eating, I couldn't help but recall Zhong Qingqing's pitiful appearance just now.

Su Wanwan muttered to herself: She acted so conscientiously at the door just now, but how will Zhong Qingqing end up after we get to the clinic?

After dinner, Su Wanwan hid the lunch box again, locked the door of the radio station, and walked towards the health center.

Zhong Qingqing was injured at the entrance of the radio station, so there should be nothing wrong for her to go over and take a look.

Zhong Qingqing used the excuse that she had sprained her ankle and didn't dare to walk too fast. She leaned almost her entire body weight on Xu Yan, and the journey that should have taken more than ten minutes took half an hour.

"Third brother, tell me honestly, is the food I cooked so bad?" Without Su Wanwan's presence, Zhong Qingqing performed more freely, with expressions of grievance and understanding switching at will on her face.

"I'm just not hungry." Xu Yan supported Zhong Qingqing with an expressionless face and answered without saying a word.

"But you do so much hard work every day, how can you not eat?" Zhong Qingqing said with concern.

"Don't worry about it. Just take good care of my sister and the others."

Zhong Qingqing nodded silently.

Since she started cooking for the Xu family, Xu Yan paid her fifty cents a day as labor fee.

This income is quite a lot in the countryside. At this rate of saving, if she cooks for two more days, she can not only buy a complete set of books for her entrance exams, but she won't even have to worry about food in the future.

I don’t know where Xu Yan came from, and how he could give her so much money. Looking at the food and clothing of Old Man Xu and the eldest and second sisters in the Xu family, they don’t seem to be that rich.

During this period, the rumors about the Xu family in the village were mainly about Xu Yan.

So even though she had saved enough money to buy books, she still couldn't help but feel curious about Xu Yan. Maybe Xu Yan was a person with connections in the city. When times change in the future, people like him will definitely be able to transform themselves and live a good life with their connections.

She had to seize this opportunity.

"I heard that everyone in the village is talking about your car." The last time Secretary Wang asked him that, he didn't explain the whole story of the car. Zhong Qingqing certainly wouldn't be so stupid as to continue asking this question. Instead, she changed the topic and planned to leave a different impression on Xu Yan.

"Don't take those rumors in the village to heart. They are just gossiping about other people's affairs all day long. These rumors will pass in a few days."

As if he knew Zhong Qingqing would say that, Xu Yan's expression remained unchanged, "Yeah."