The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, but Master Jiang is addicted to teasing her

Nannan's habit of keeping everything in her heart has really not changed at all.

Hearing Wu Mei's words, Shen Nanyi had a smile in her eyes, looked at her and said, "I know."

The two didn't chat for long, and after eating the snacks in hand, Shen Nanyi took a taxi and left the coffee shop.

It took her only an hour and a half to go back and forth.

But when he went back, Jiang Zhenhong was already at home.

The soup the butler asked the servant to make was almost ready to be served.

"Miss Shen, you came back just in time. The soup is almost ready."

Shen Nanyi nodded slightly, with a smile in her voice, "You can smell the fragrance before you come in."

The butler smiled and took the things in Shen Nanyi's hand.

"Ms. Shen, drink more later. You have lost a lot of weight these days when you go out with Mr. Jiang."

Shen Nanyi: ...

Sure enough, when people of the older generation look at younger generations like them, they think they will lose weight if they go out.

Shen Nanyi said hello, changed into his slippers and entered the house.

Jiang Shen and Qi Hua are discussing the variety show that will be broadcast tomorrow.

"Who is God" has been scheduled and will be broadcast at [-] o'clock tomorrow night, and the trailer was released two hours ago.

Many people are squatting in this variety show, and Jiang Shen and the others are no exception.

Shen Nanyi sat down beside Jiang Zhenhong, wrapped in air-conditioning.

Men always pay more attention to her than others.

He was the first to notice that something was wrong with Shen Nanyi's body.

"uncomfortable?"

Jiang Zhenhong frowned, held her hand, felt the heat of the girl's palm, and felt that something was wrong.

Shen Nanyi thought it was nothing. She was a medical student, so she knew the condition of her body very well.

Moreover, she had already taken fever-reducing medicine on her way back, and she would be fine after some sleep.

Shen Nanyi supported her chin with one hand and let him hold the other, "It's okay, it's just a small cold. I just took medicine."

When she spoke, the corners of her lips were hooked, with a casual attitude.

Jiang Zhenhong frowned, "What happened today?"

Obviously, he was fine when he came back, but when he went out, his complexion became worse, and he even made himself sick.

If it was said that nothing happened, Jiang Zhenhong would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Shen Nanyi withdrew his hand, "It's nothing."

"Did you meet someone?"

When Jiang Zhenhong asked this, he glanced at Jiang Shen and Xie Yang.

Xie Yang's nervous palms were almost sweating.

Jiang Shen is okay, after all, he often lied to Jiang Zhenhong when he was a child.

Shen Nanyi shook her head and raised her lips, "No, don't be so nervous, eat first, I'm really fine, I've already taken the medicine, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Jiang Zhenhong never took Shen Nanyi's words seriously.

After all, this little kid doesn't speak the truth, especially when it comes to his own body.

But judging by the pulse, there is indeed nothing wrong with Shen Nanyi's body, and the pulse is quite stable.

However, what Jiang Zhenhong didn't know was that Shen Nanyi could make a pill that made his pulse look good.

When she first arrived, she ate one in advance, Shen Nanyi didn't really want to see Jiang Zhenhong worried about herself.

Jiang Zhenhong still wanted to say something, but seeing Shen Nanyi's normal appearance and the worried look in the housekeeper's eyes, he felt that he had to leave the dinner table to talk about some things.

Thinking of this, he hummed in a very low voice, took some soup for Shen Nanyi in a bowl, watched her finish drinking, and then ate some food, his slightly suspended heart finally let go.

But after the meal, Jiang Zhenhong asked Qi Hua to check Shen Nanyi before letting the girl go back to the room.

There were classes tomorrow, so Jiang Shen stayed away after dinner and went directly to the guest room to rest.

Jiang Zhenhong followed him, and when everyone left, he asked Xie Yang to follow him to the study.

When going upstairs, Xie Yang only felt that he was going to finish.

However, after thinking about it for a moment, he realized that as long as he moved Miss Shen out, Mr. Jiang would never blame him.

Thinking of this, Xie Yang couldn't help but lighten his steps.

Pushing open the study door, Xie Yang poured Jiang Zhenhong a cup of tea as usual, then stood aside, waiting for his question.

Jiang Zhenhong tilted his head slightly, raised his chin and nodded Xie Yang, "What's going on in the afternoon?"

Xie Yang paused and frowned, as if hesitating whether to speak or not.

"Miss Shen won't let me talk. Mr. Jiang, why don't you ask Miss Shen later?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhenhong turned his head, slightly looked up at Xie Yang a little laxly, and lighted a cigarette unexpectedly.

"Where did she eat in the afternoon? Ask the people over there to send me a copy of the surveillance."

Xie Yang: ...

Yes, why didn't he think about it.

But Ms. Shen seems to be very good at playing computers. Will she delete the monitoring records?

He was stunned for a while, "But Miss Shen..."

Jiang Zhenhong blew out a smoke ring, Qingjun's eyes were deep, "She will not delete the monitoring records."

Xie Yang: Master Jiang seems to have too much trust in Miss Shen.

"Okay, I'll contact the other party now."

Xie Yang responded, and seeing that Jiang Zhenhong had no other orders, he turned around and closed the door to go out.

Not long after he went out, Jiang Zhenhong pinched out his cigarette and went to the bathroom.

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After Shen Nanyi returned to the room to wash, her head was even more drowsy than the previous two hours. She fell asleep on the bed without even drying her hair.

Jiang Zhenhong came in and saw such a scene.

He frowned, quite unhappy.

Nan Nan still couldn't get rid of her habit of sleeping with her hair dry.

He went to the bathroom to find a dry towel for Shen Nanyi, and sat on the edge of the bed. As soon as his hands touched Shen Nanyi's body, his eyebrows frowned.

This body temperature is ridiculously high.

Jiang Zhenhong threw down the towel and leaned over to take the girl halfway into his arms, and touched her forehead with his hand.

After leaving the dining table for less than half an hour, Shen Nanyi originally only had a low temperature, but now it has directly developed into a high fever.

"Nannan?"

"Nan Nan, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Nanyi frowned, reluctant to open her eyes. When she smelled the familiar smell, she subconsciously shrank into his arms.

Jiang Zhenhong was helpless. He grabbed the towel that he had just thrown aside and wiped Shen Nanyi's still wet hair. Then he picked up his cell phone and called Qi Hua.

Qi Hua who received the call didn't go back to the room, but huddled together with Jiang Shen to play games.

"I'll go, Mr. Jiang, you'd better be okay. I was about to win, and when you interrupted me, I lost all my health."

Qi Hua looked at the interrupted game, his eyebrows furrowed, and he felt a little regretful that he didn't use his ultimate move quickly just now.

Jiang Zhenhong's tone was anxious.

"There's something wrong with Nannan."

"I'll come over now."

The medicine Shen Nanyi took today is still in the trial stage. Mr. Bai has warned them many times to pay more attention to Shen Nanyi's situation.

Jiang Shen also heard Jiang Zhenhong's words, and he frowned, "What's wrong with Father Nan? Can I go and see with you?"