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Chapter 436 Oil Painting
Because their destinations were different, Ai Liang did not choose to take the same bus as Ye Qing.

The two parted ways at the bus stop.

After some time, Ai Liang got off the bus near the upscale residential area where Fang Xinlei lived, based on the address in her mind.

As one of the top surgeons in Qianhua City, Fang Donghai naturally has no shortage of money.

Living in this kind of community is only natural.

Before heading to Fang Xinlei's residential area.

Ai Liang used the red envelope sent by Yi Wenna to buy a fruit basket at a nearby shopping mall.

It was clear that Yu Xin had not approved her leave request, so she could only visit him in this way.

Out of politeness, Ai Liang also bought herself a souvenir.

However, considering that he already had a fruit basket, he turned around and bought a sliced ​​cake from a nearby dessert shop.

Whether Fang Xinlei has an appetite or not is not something Ai Liang should worry about.

As ordinary classmates with whom I have a casual relationship, it's enough to show my appreciation.

After explaining their purpose and registering at the gate, Ai Liang rang Fang Xinlei's doorbell without saying a word.

"Who?"

After a while, a hoarse voice came from the electronic doorbell.

"Ai Liang, the homeroom teacher asked me to deliver the lesson plans."

Ai Liang took a step to the side, revealing her figure to the electronic cat.

With a click, the door opened.

"come in."

Fang Xinlei, wearing pajamas, bent down to find slippers for Ai Liang as she spoke.

Ai Liang changed her shoes and went into the living room.

On the coffee table in the living room, there was another fruit basket that was half-eaten.

"Did Jin Ping'an come yesterday?" Ai Liang asked, putting down the fruit basket and pastry box.

Fang Xinlei, who had just closed the door, was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, and then a look of shame and indignation flashed across her face.

However, Ai Liang had made a special trip just to deliver the lesson plans to her.

So Fang Xinlei didn't say anything barbed, nor did she deny that Jin Ping'an was the one who delivered the fruit basket. She simply nodded emphatically: "It's him!"

Judging from her expression and tone, anyone who didn't know better would think Ai Liang was asking her to help identify the murderer.

To prevent Ai Liang from continuing the discussion, Fang Xinlei turned and walked towards the kitchen: "Would you like something to drink?"

Due to her cold, Fang Xinlei's tone of voice is not as sharp as usual.

With Jin Ping'an's help, she also began to try to learn how to get along with people normally.

Therefore, Fang Xinlei did not let Ai Liang leave after he put down his things, but planned to treat him to a meal.

"A glass of water will do," Ai Liang said.

Fang Xinlei took a cup from the tray, filled it with water from the water dispenser, and handed it over.

"Thank you."

Ai Liang accepted the water glass and thanked him, but he didn't drink a drop and put the glass directly on the coffee table.

At the same time, Ai Liang pointed to the fruit basket she bought and said, "Yi Wenna asked me to buy this fruit basket. She wanted to come in person, but the teacher didn't approve her leave."

Fang Xinlei was a little surprised: "You mean this fruit basket was bought for me by Yi Wenna?"

Ai Liang looked at the fruit basket and nodded slightly, unusually speaking up for Yi Wenna: "Yi Wenna is just a little silly, but she's not a bad person at heart."

"I've roughly figured that out too."

Fang Xinlei sat down on the single sofa, looking at Ai Liang with a hint of curiosity: "But I didn't expect that it would be you who delivered the lesson plans to me."

Ai Liang said matter-of-factly, "I'm the only one with the most free time in the class, and I'm also a day student, so it's not surprising that the teacher would come to me."

"But I was surprised that you agreed."

Fang Xinlei considered the adjectives in her mind: "After all, everyone in the class says you are a... aloof person?"

“If you judge things by what others say, you won’t see anything clearly,” Ai Liang calmly defended herself.

"Rumors are indeed not credible."

Fang Xinlei nodded in deep agreement and said, "I thought you would just turn around and leave after handing over the fruit basket and lesson plan. I didn't expect you to be willing to come in and sit down."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Xinlei suddenly realized that her words seemed somewhat impolite.

So she hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean you weren't welcome, I just..."

"Don't worry, I haven't misunderstood."

Ai Liang waved her hand to indicate that she had not misunderstood.

However, Fang Xinlei's guess was correct; Ai Liang did indeed intend to deliver the items and then return home.

It wasn't until Fang Xinlei opened the door and Ai Liang saw the fruit basket that Jin Ping'an had brought to the living room that he decided to stay a little longer.

After returning to Qianhua City, Ai Liang learned from Mu Si through the engraving what had happened in Qianhua City during the week she took the joint exam.

Jin Ping'an didn't go back to school, and Ai Liang couldn't easily contact him.

Visiting Fang Xinlei was a perfectly reasonable opportunity to meet with Jin Ping'an.

Based on Ai Liang's understanding of Jin Ping'an, Fang Xinlei was sick and alone at home. Since he came yesterday, he would definitely come again today.

As for how to deduce that the fruit basket was sent by Jin Ping'an yesterday.

Based on the degree of rotting of the fruit peels inside the garbage bag, one can generally deduce the cause.

Just as Fang Xinlei was about to change the subject, the doorbell rang again.

The doorbell rang at just the right time, saving her from an awkward situation: "I'll go open the door first."

After saying that, Fang Xinlei leaned on her cane and walked step by step toward the door.

There's nothing we can do; Ai Liang isn't embarrassed, but she is.

Fang Xinlei glanced at the monitor at the door and opened the door without asking any questions.

Jin Ping'an stood prominently at the entrance.

Fang Xinlei would call out to ask when Ai Liang rang the doorbell because he habitually avoided the peephole's field of vision.

But Jin Ping'an, that silly boy, clearly didn't have this awareness.

Jin Ping'an, carrying rice porridge and steamed dumplings, entered the living room and immediately widened his eyes: "Ai Liang, what are you doing here?"

"The homeroom teacher asked me to deliver the lesson plans."

Ai Liang pointed to the file folder on the table.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Jin Ping'an nodded, then looked at the bag in his hand, blushed, and waved his hand to explain, "I... well, I saw that Xiao Lei was home alone and might be..."

Before she could finish speaking, the color in Fang Xinlei's face quickly spread to her ears. She hid behind Jin Ping'an and hit his calf hard with her cane.

Looking at the two people who were flustered and at a loss.

"Don't worry, I won't go around telling everyone."

Ai Liang calmly took a grape from the fruit basket and popped it into her mouth.

Upon hearing this, Jin Pingan and Fang Xinlei subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but then they remembered how tense they had been just moments before.

They were so embarrassed they wished they could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the floor with their toes.

As if to ease the awkward atmosphere, Ai Liang silently looked around the living room, and finally put his gaze on the oil painting on the wall to change the subject.

"Is this oil painting of yourself?" Ai Liang asked, pointing to the painting.

Seeing that Ai Liang took the initiative to let the matter drop, Fang Xinlei slowly walked out from behind Jin Ping'an.

She explained, her face slightly flushed, "Yes, it's me."

(End of this chapter)