Jing Xiaocha had already returned home by himself, so Gu Kai was unwilling to be a light bulb again. He said with the excuse that Tongtong called him to urge him to go home.

So he drove away by himself.

Wen Jin told Ou Yihan not to drive, he sent her away.

Ou Yihan happily agreed, "I can't let you give it away for free, I'll eat less at night, let's go and eat something."

Wen Jin said funny, "I can't let me give you it for free, so I'll have to eat with you."

"I'll treat you to eat."

Ou Yihan smiled playfully.

While they were talking, they came to Wen Jin's car. Ou Yihan opened the door of the passenger seat and got into the car. As soon as Wen Jin sat in the main seat, he heard her in surprise, "Wen Jin, what is this, so beautiful."

"This is……"

Wen Jin looked over and said it was his birthday gift to Jing Xiaocha.

She didn't take it when she got off the car just now, so she put it on the dashboard.

"So beautiful and cute, can you give this to me?" Ou Yihan's voice sounded happily in the carriage. Because of the dim light, she couldn't see clearly that this little clay man looked very much like Jing Xiaocha.

Just think it's very beautiful and fun.

I like it very much.

"If you like it, I will buy you one next time I meet it." Wen Jin said, lowering his head and wearing a seat belt.

Ou Yihan didn't hear the implication of his words and said coquettishly, "I just want this, you don't want to give it to someone else, right?"

Apart from getting close to her, Wen Jin has no other good confidante.

Of course, Xiaocha is his sister, not a confidante.

She raised the little clay man in her hand and looked at Wen Jin in the driver's seat.

Wen Jin smiled lightly, took the little clay man from Ou Yihan's hand, turned on the light in the carriage, so that she could see clearly and carefully.

"Didn't you find out who this little clay figure looks like?"

"Like...Xiaocha?"

With the lights in the carriage, Ou Yihan finally saw the expression of the little clay man clearly. It seemed that he had been stabbed by a needle in his heart.

An indescribable pain suddenly burst out.

The smile on her face froze, and her voice paused for half a second, with a hint of uncertainty.

Wen Jin was also looking at the little clay man in his hand, with a warm curve on the corner of his mouth, and under the illumination of the headlights, it was warm and handsome.

His voice sounded gently in the carriage, "Yes, this little clay figure looks like Jing Xiaocha. I originally wanted the old man who carries clay figure to pinch her when she was angry, but I was afraid that she would get angry when she saw it, so I pinched the way she was when she smiled."

The curved eyebrows and eyes look very cute.

Ou Yihan tried hard to maintain the smile on his face, but for some reason, the pain in his heart became clearer and clearer.

She looked at Wen Jin's warm smile on the corner of her mouth, and even her always cold eyes were filled with a little warmth. Did he really treat Jing Xiaocha as his sister?

"Is this your birthday gift to Xiaocha?"

Suddenly thinking of something, Jing Xiaocha asked in surprise.

Wen Jin nodded, "Before, when she was working at Wen's Pharmaceutical Factory, she had a fight with me. It happened to be her birthday. That night she wanted to pinch a little clay man because something happened to the old man who pinched clay man was not pinched."

"I see."

Ou Yihan smiled suddenly and said, "So, when you saw it on a business trip, you pinched one and gave it to her as a birthday gift."

"Well, she doesn't like to wear jewelry and handicrafts, she really likes such gadgets."

"I also like this kind of gadget. If I see it, I will buy it." Ou Yihan looked at him with a gentle smile.

Wen Jin smiled, opened the storage locker in the middle, put the little clay man in the storage locker, and took out another exquisite box from it, "This is for you."

"I have a gift, too?"

Ou Yihan opened his eyes wide in surprise.

She just thought that the little clay man was given to her, but later Wen Jin said that it was given to Jing Xiaocha.

I feel very sad.

Now Wen Jin actually took out another gift, which he bought for her, so how could she be unhappy?

"Didn't you buy a gift for Ranran?"

There seemed to be no gifts in his locker. Could it be that he only bought them for her and Jing Xiaocha?

Wen Jin replied with a smile, "I bought it. I have been to Ranran's house in the afternoon and have given her the gift. Open it to see if I like it."

How could he forget Ranran? Even if he gets married and has children in the future, the position of Ranran in his heart will not change.

"I'll check it out when I go home."

Ou Yihan smiled playfully and put the box into his bag, his whole heart flew.

**

Jing Xiaocha returned home and changed the script for a while.

Because the wound on her arm was vaguely painful, she closed her notebook before she could write for too long.

When she walked out of the study room, she saw Zhang Minghui still reading a book. She came to the balcony and took away the book from Zhang Minghui's hand, "Xiaohui, stop reading, go to bed."

"Aunt, can I really go to school in two days?"

Zhang Minghui looked at her with his little face raised. He used to go to school, and other classmates said that he had a bad parents in prison. Then he fought with his classmates, and then he simply stopped going.

Thinking of the result of running away for this incident in the past three days, Jing Xiaocha lowered his eyes and smiled, "Of course I can go to school. I will take you to buy some new clothes tomorrow, so you can wear it when you go to school. You can go to bed early tonight."

"good."

Jing Xiaocha returned to the bedroom and just leaned against the head of the bed, preparing to read a book for a while, the ringtone of the cell phone rang.

"Xiao Cha, why haven't you heard about Zhang Minghui going to school before?"

The phone call was from Wen Ran.

Jing Xiaocha apologized, "I thought it was too early before..."

"My brother called me just now and asked Zhang Minghui and Ziyi to go to the same school. You don't have to run around for his schooling anymore. I heard that your arm was injured, what's going on?"

Through the radio waves, a gentle voice came with concern and gentleness.

"It's just a little accident. Brother Wen took me to the hospital to reband it tonight, and it's fine."

"It's fine. You can go to your house to pick you up tomorrow morning and take Zhang Minghui to buy her what she needs to go to school."

"Sister Wen, will you not go to work tomorrow?"

"I don't go to work during the day, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning and chat."

Sister Xiaocha heard Mo Xiuchen's voice on the phone and urged Wen Ran to rest early. He smiled and said to Wen Ran, good night.

Before my phone could be put back on the small table by the bed, I started to shake in my palm.

Seeing the caller ID, Jing Xiaocha's heartbeat was uncontrollably missed. He stared at the screen and hesitated for two seconds, and gently pressed the answer button with his index finger, "Hey, Brother Wen."

"I heard from Akai that you suddenly had inspiration, so I rushed home. Your arm was still injured. Don't just think about work and make the wound inflamed."

Wen Jin's voice came with a hint of blame.

"I've turned off my laptop and am preparing to rest."
Chapter completed!