Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

Fang Mingzhu left, and Zhou Yanning's little silver fish had nowhere to go.

Xie Heng searched for several recipes on his mobile phone, and combined with his experience of watching Fang Mingzhu cook during this period, he cooked two side dishes for Zhou Yanning.

Zhou Yanning noticed something different in the food and asked, "Did you cook today's dish?"

Xie Heng was a little surprised, "How come you are so smart?"

"It's not as delicious as Aunt Fang's."

Xie Heng was defeated with a snap of his fingers.

Xie Heng was quick to learn anything except his cooking talent. After repeated failures, he discovered that as long as he cooked simple dishes without adding unnecessary seasonings, he wouldn't fail too badly.

This led to a very obvious trait in his cooking: he would simplify the seasonings, even to the point of using only salt. Zhou Yanning had eaten a lot, so how could he not tell the difference?

She looked at the two dishes on the table and wondered how many times Xie Heng had failed to make them today.

She asked about Fang Mingzhu, and he said calmly that Zheng Qingqing fell and Fang Mingzhu took her to the hospital.

There is no need to talk about people and things that have been resolved and affect her mood.

In the afternoon, Fang Mingzhu and Zheng Qingqing came back. Zheng Qingqing limped in with a crutch.

Xiao Chen saw it and said, "Hey, Sister Qingqing, is your leg really broken?"

Zheng Qingqing didn't say anything. When she saw Xie Heng was there, she immediately lowered her head and walked around.

Fang Mingzhu came in carrying a bag of CT scans. "She's pretty lucky. The doctor said she wasn't hurt at all. She'll just be in pain for a few days. They'll give her some crutches to help her gain more strength."

Zheng Qingqing used the excuse of a foot injury and stayed in her room refusing to go out, even having Fang Mingzhu bring her meals.

She carefully said to Fang Mingzhu, "Aunt, didn't you say last time that you wanted to explain things to Yu Hai? When are you going to tell him?"

Fang Mingzhu looked alert: "Why are you asking this?"

"I..." Zheng Qingqing didn't dare to say that she was scared to death of Xie Heng. "I've thought it through. It's impossible for him and I. Let's tell him the truth and he can go home early. I... I don't have to look at him and feel sad every day."

"I'm relieved that you think so," Fang Mingzhu said, feeling relieved. "I didn't expect your fall would clear your mind."

She told Zheng Qingqing: "In fact, I told Yu Hai a long time ago. Not only did he not blame me, he also sincerely thanked me for saving him and said that he would definitely repay me in the future."

"He said the doctor said his memory would be restored soon. Until then, he'll continue working here, just like before, with free food and lodging, but no salary."

Fang Mingzhu's long face was about to turn square with laughter. She couldn't help but sigh, "Oh my, tell me, what great luck have I had this year? I met two gods of wealth, Yu Hai and Miss Zhou. Especially Miss Zhou, she's so generous. She puts money with me and I can deduct it at will. If Yu Hai goes out to play with her and doesn't work one day, I will directly deduct 500 yuan. Oh, she never asks or makes a fuss, hahaha..."

Zheng Qingqing's expression as she buried her head in her rice bowl was uglier than if she had swallowed a fly.

Zhou Yanning didn't get to eat the silverfish, so Xie Heng went to watch the fishermen collect their nets the next day and bought a small bag of fresh ones.

At noon, he brought the food upstairs. Zhou Yanning didn't close the door. She lay on the bed and made a phone call, her little feet swinging back and forth.

He was about to go in when he heard her say, "Xie Heng has a nice nose. I hope the baby's nose looks like his."

"He has a mole on the tip of his nose. Did you know that? I think it's so sexy."

The person standing at the door felt cold all over.

He also has a mole on the tip of his nose. Zhou Yanning likes to stare at it and rub her nose against his. She once said, "So sexy."

Zhou Yanning was still talking to Chen Anran on the other end of the phone, "If it weren't for... Oh, Mom, you don't know, the engagement ring he prepared for me was so huge, and now I can't even find it."

"Right now, I should be trying on wedding dresses."

Her tone was full of regret.

Xie Heng didn't know how long he stood there until she hung up the phone. He waited for a while before walking in.

When Zhou Yanning saw him, she was still as enthusiastic as before and pestered him to hug her. Xie Heng took her into his arms and held her tightly until Zhou Yanning hit him and said with a smile that she could hardly breathe.

At the dinner table, Xie Heng was picking up some food for her when Zhou Yanning suddenly came over to touch his nose. He was startled and dodged, "Just focus on eating."

Zhou Yanning was very dissatisfied: "How stingy and old-fashioned!"

Xie Heng had been sulking for two days. He wondered how Zhou Yanning could be so heartless and how she could treat him as someone else's shadow.

Among the situations he had imagined before, the worst case scenario was just fighting with a dead person, but in the end, everything he did might just add fuel to Zhou Yanning's love for another person.

Maybe Zhou Yanning has been looking at another person through him all her life.

Xie Heng was so angry that he almost went crazy.

But he couldn't help his inherent servility. Whether he saw Zhou Yanning or not, he wondered if she was hungry, thirsty, or bored. He couldn't bear to give her the cold shoulder, say a harsh word, or refuse any of her requests. She loved touching his mole so much, and he suppressed his surging emotions and sat there letting her do it, not daring to even betray a flawed expression.

If he had any backbone, he should have questioned her, but he swallowed the words back several times when they were on the tip of his tongue.

What's the use of asking? If she denies, she's just lying. If she admits...

If she admitted it, she might even ask, "Do you mind? If you mind, do you want to separate?"

So how would he answer?!

At that time, he can only go back in shame with his tail between his legs like a dog that barked at its owner twice.

Xie Heng was so angry that his heart ached. For two consecutive nights, he couldn't sleep and hugged Zhou Yanning, who was sleeping soundly, and stared at her with resentment in his eyes.

On the third day, Xie Heng adjusted his mentality.

He had been overthinking it before. This was the only similarity between him and that person. In the end, it was he who would spend his life with Zhou Yanning, and one day he would have his own name in Zhou Yanning's heart.

Perhaps he should be grateful for that mole. If it weren't for it, Zhou Yanning wouldn't have had a good impression of him from the beginning. His past and future were shrouded in mystery. If it weren't for Zhou Yanning's persistence, he probably wouldn't have taken the initiative to possess her.

So that day, Zhou Yanning clearly felt that Xie Heng was in a good mood. He couldn't help but say many times: "Yanning, thank you for choosing me."

Zhou Yanning asked: "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing," Xie Heng hugged her and kissed her, "I just feel that we should cherish the fate that God has given us."

Zhou Yanning inexplicably felt that this sentence had a bit of the flavor of a Qiong Yao novel. She wondered if Xie Heng had read something strange recently.