At seven or eight in the morning, it's a rush hour of traffic.

Lexus stopped at the intersection and waited for the red light. Jane Huan looked out of the window. They hadn't talked all the way.

Yan Jingshen looked at the road ahead and said to her, "are you still working in the Art Center?"

"Well, this is my only job to support my family."

"Shengqi's personnel department just needs a manager. I'll call there tomorrow. You can go there sometime. It should be no problem."

Sheng Qi is a branch under Yan's name, which was just acquired by Yan Jingshen last year.

Jane Huan didn't turn back. She still looked at the tree on the roadside outside the window. "No, I've already submitted my resume on the Internet. There will be news soon."

He tightened his hands holding the steering wheel. "Jane Huan, you don't have to calculate so clearly with me."

Jian Huan's lips, slightly lifted, seemed to contain a touch of self mockery, "I don't want to owe others anymore." especially the Yan family.

Yan Jinyuan saved her life. It's not long enough for her to pay off her debt in 20 years. How dare she ask for this favor again?

Yan Jingshen stopped talking. He was just a little distracted when driving. He was about to drive over the Xingyu capital. Jian Huan hurriedly reminded, "here it is!"

When parking, when the car hit the roadblock beside the gate of Xingyu capital community, Jane Huan couldn't help looking at him, "are you okay?"

"Nothing." Yan Jing looked at her deeply, his voice dry and incoherent, "are you there?"

Jane Huan got out of the car and closed the door. She told him again: "don't be distracted. Be careful on the road."

Yan Jingshen nodded. Jian Huan didn't know that his palm was sweating.

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Jane Huan left her luggage in the living room and went straight to work with her violin.

In class, when she saw the empty position in the middle of the front row, Jane Huan remembered that Huo nianyan didn't call herself last night.

After several days of good night call before going to bed, suddenly one day was gone, which made her a little uncomfortable. Then she remembered that she had not given Huo nianyanbu the birthday present she bought last time. After class, Jane Huan called him as soon as she returned to the office.

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When Huo nianyan received the call from Jian Huan, he was lying in bed ill. The atmosphere went in and out cheaply, and there was as much sorrow as there was sorrow.

Aunt Li brought him breakfast and didn't go to the art class. Finally, Huo moting forced him out of bed like a puppet. Huo moting took his collar to the restaurant to drink a glass of milk, and then began to pretend to be dead and silently express his grievances.

When Huo moting went to work, Huo nianyan climbed back into the quilt and groaned / moaned without illness.

At the moment, hearing the soft voice of Jane Huan, Huo nianyan's eyes turned red and cried out with deep affection: "little Jane!"

Jane Huan heard his grievance, "what's the matter?"

Huo nianyan's tears jumped out directly and wiped them off with the back of his hand: "little Jane, will you be good to me in the future?"

After hearing this, Jane Huan was inexplicably sad: "of course. What happened? Can you tell the teacher?"

Huo nianyan fell into bed, took his cell phone, looked at the ceiling, sighed, and then said to Jane Huan, "little Jane, I really like you."

"I'm the same. I like reading words very much." Jane Huan's heart is soft, sour and sweet. She can't explain clearly. She thinks of the gift she put at home. "Are you free in the evening? I bought you a birthday gift a few days ago and haven't had time to give it to you..."

"Free, free!" Huo nianyan instantly recovered his spirit and jumped up from the bed. "Did you really buy me a gift?"

Jane smiled "Hmm" because his cheerful voice followed, and she was in a good mood.

He made an appointment with Jian Huan to meet at Parkson Shopping Mall. Huo nianyan hung up and fell back to bed.

He lay on his side with the quilt between his two legs. Did he really want to give little Jane to his father? But he was so reluctant. What should he do?

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Jane Huan was in a happy mood at work all afternoon.

"Miss Jane is so happy. Is she going on a date with her boyfriend in the evening?" a male teacher in the office joked.

Jane Huan's mind showed Huo nianyan's beautiful little face. She couldn't help but follow his words and said, "yes, a handsome little boyfriend."

After work, Jian Huan didn't stay outside and went directly back to Xingyu capital to get Huo nianyan's gift.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw Jiang Yingmei waiting downstairs with a jar.

"Are you back? This is the pickled vegetables made by Aunt Xue herself. I'll bring you some when I pass by."

Jane Huan took Jiang Yingmei upstairs, opened the apartment door, took a pair of slippers for Jiang Yingmei, and went to the kitchen to pour her a cup of boiling water.

"These are..." just as Jiang Yingmei sat down on the sofa, he saw the children in the next paper bag keep warm *.

Jane Huan put down her water glass: "I have a student's birthday recently. I'll send it to him later in the afternoon."

Jiang Yingmei didn't think deeply. Instead, Jian Huan saw that there were too many things on the sofa, so she took her luggage bag into the room first. As soon as she zipped the bag, she didn't have time to put her clothes back in the wardrobe. The doorbell rang "dingdong dingdong".

As soon as the door opened, Jane Huan was surprised because two uniformed policemen were standing outside.

"Is this Jane Huan's home?" one of the policemen asked.

Jane Huan nodded, "I am, you... What can I do for you?"

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