Good morning, Mr. Rong!

Chapter 77 He May Be Sick
what happened to him?
Every time Jing Huanyan was around, he would become particularly abnormal.

Always trying to get her attention?
He competes with his five-year-old son? ?

Hey... Maybe he's a little sick.

When Rong Xiaoyan was about to speak again, he said: "I just think that children have to be strict since childhood, so that they can become talents when they grow up."

"...You are right, but I think children also need proper encouragement."

"Okay, stay here, I'll go first."

He felt that if he didn't leave, he might say something even more stupid...

Who made Jing Huanyan, a little girl, care less about that brat, Rong Xiaoyan?

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Seeing Rong Zhiyan finally leave, Jing Huanyan and Yan Baobao shrugged their shoulders tacitly.

She gently stroked the little guy's hair: "Actually, your father just hopes that you will be outstanding in the future, so he is so strict with you."

"Yanyan, I understand what my father thinks." Rong Xiaoyan nodded obediently.

Jing Huanyan: "...Okay, let's talk about something else!"

"Let's order some afternoon tea!"

"Yan Baobao, it's almost dinner time, let's not have afternoon tea, otherwise we won't be able to eat dinner."

"Can Yanyan cook lemon pork noodles for me at night? I really like it..."

"Want to eat?" Jing Huanyan asked with a smile.

Yan Baobao nodded very seriously and vigorously: "I really want to eat."

"Okay, Yanyan will cook it for you later!"

At this moment, Jing Huanyan's phone rang.

She took it out and saw that it was Xu Anqi who was calling, frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said to Yan Baobao: "I'm answering the phone, so don't make a sound!"

"Don't worry, Yan Yan, I understand." Baby Yan gestured a lovely OK with his little finger.

Jing Huanyan smiled lightly, and then connected the phone.

"Huanyan, where are you?"

Jing Huanyan calmly replied, "Is there something wrong?"

"I'm at your door, aren't you at home? I knocked on the door for a long time and no one answered. "

"I'm staying at a friend's house."

"Friend? Which friend? Huanyan, I know all your friends. Tell me, I have something I want to find you."

"Tell me something, you don't know me as a friend."

"Is it... a male friend?" Xu Anqi asked carefully.

She was really curious about where Jing Huanyan had been these days, and just after thinking about it with Fang Zicheng, she felt something was wrong.

Jing Huanyan is not a big star, so how can she get such a loyal fan to help her clarify the truth?
She couldn't help but think of Rong Zhiyan.

Jing Huan pursed her lips, sneered, and did not answer.

"It's Rong Zhiyan, right? You've been at his house these days, right? And he helped you with the clarification this time, right?" The more Xu Anqi thought about it, the more she felt it was so.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?"

"Huanyan, just tell me, don't worry, I won't tell Zicheng."

"Angie, my friend is a woman, so you guessed wrong."

"How is it possible?" Xu Anqi looked disbelieving.

"There are too many impossible things in this world. Well, if you have nothing else to do, I'll die!" She was still in a hurry to cook noodles for Baby Yan!
"Don't, don't, I want to talk to you about a draft of tomorrow's press conference."

"No need, go to the company's PR manager, right? I'll read the script they gave me then, and that's it, hang up."

After Jing Huanyan finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

(End of this chapter)