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At night, Lin Shenzhi did not let Chen Jiyun cook, but went down by himself.

He imitated Weiran's appearance, cut all the vegetables into cubes of different sizes, and then imitated Weiran's appearance and awkwardly poured it into the pot and stirred it, added water, and boiled it.

When putting salt, he also learned to put more salt in Wei Ran.

After the dish was on the table, Lin Shenzhi tasted a piece and stopped eating it, which was different from what Wei Ran cooked.

After dinner, Lin Shenzhi went back to the room early to rest, while Chen Jiyun took the previous inspection report and read it on the sofa.

Lin Shenzhi's situation was worse than he expected. Long-term malnutrition not only made him uncomfortable, but also had a great impact on the child in his belly.

Although the female worm is pregnant with an egg instead of a direct baby, it can still detect signs of life, but the reports he got before show weak signs.

Chen Jiyun frowned while holding a few reports, and the phone he put aside rang.

He looked at the string of phone numbers that had no notes or even stored, and he recognized it almost immediately.

Chen Jiyun hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Lin Shenzhi's closed bedroom door on the second floor, took his mobile phone and went to the garden.

After entering the garden, Chen Jiyun took another look at the still ringing mobile phone, and then connected.

The call was connected, and a few carefully and familiar voices quickly came from the other end of the phone, "Xiaoyun."

Chen Jiyun didn't speak, just listened quietly.

He looked at the garden in front of him that had been tidied up, and he was a little surprised at that moment. He was surprised that he could answer the phone so calmly one day.

If it was in the past, he would have exhausted his patience at the moment when the call was connected, and hung up the phone directly.

"What do you think about what I told you before?" the man on the other end of the phone said.

Chen Jiyun's lips moved, but he remained silent.

The man on the other end of the phone waited for a while, but he didn't get a response. He seemed a little happy, and his tone was much lighter, "Then when are you free? I'll go look for you."

Chen Jiyun was silent.

The person on the other end of the phone waited for a while and then said again, "Can you see this week on Sunday? If not, or if you can see when you're free? I can."

Chen Jiyun was silent.

"Little Cloud?"

Chen Jiyun hung up the phone.

Hanging up the phone and putting away the phone, Chen Jiyun looked at the garden in the darkness in front of him, and felt extremely annoyed for a while.

In the past, he really hoped to see the man's identity exposed, and on the day he saw him being abandoned, just thinking about it, maybe just thinking about the scene, he felt comfortable and relieved.

But now, he doesn't feel that happy at all.

Chen Jiyun looked back at the floor-to-ceiling window on one side, he walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, and wanted to go back and study the inspection report.

Back in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he saw Lin Shenzhi sitting on the sofa watching the report at a glance.

He was a little nervous for a moment, and he quickly trotted into the door, "Uncle."

Lin Shenzhi looked up from the report, he looked at Chen Jiyun, he put down the report with his worm-like hand, he got up, "I'll come down and pour a glass of water."

While speaking, Lin Shenzhi walked to the drinking fountain next to the refrigerator in the kitchen.

He put the cup under the water heater and reached out to press the lock. His hand was a little trembling. He didn't press it once and couldn't unlock it until the second time.

The number showing the temperature on the drinker rose straight up, and after reaching 99, the hot water flowed down quickly, and then stopped when the cup was eighth full.

Lin Shenzhi took the cup and went upstairs.

After lying down on the bed, Lin Shenzhi took a look at the phone on the side, and Wei Ran had already replied to his message.

"Chen Jiyun is back, thank you for this time."

"No, you can tell me something else."

Lin Shenzhi swiped his finger on Wei Ran's head, and Wei Ran was still using his previous head, the head portrait of a couple he took with him.

In the photo, Wei Ran smiled brightly.

And he, restrained and a little overwhelmed, seems to be still surprised that he can meet such a good person as Wei Ran.

Lin Shenzhi edited the message to reply, "Okay."

He no longer had endless words like before, and after he replied the word, Wei Ran didn't reply to him again.

So he sometimes deliberately delays it for a while, so that they can chat longer and have more meetings.

Putting down the phone, Lin Shenzhi touched his stomach.

He no longer has Wei Ran, and he can't live without this child anymore.

In the studio, Wei Ran stared at the phone for a while, and he had to put down the phone after waiting for other content.

He actually wanted to ask what happened to Lin Shenzhi, but Lin Shenzhi didn't even want to tell him that he would be wormed, so how could he be willing to tell him more?

Wei Ran took a deep breath, he locked the screen with the shortcut key, and as he pressed the shortcut key, a huge landscape picture immediately appeared on the screen.

A few white butterflies hovered and fluttered in the air above the flowerbed in full bloom by the roadside.

Wei Ran stared straight at the butterflies.

The butterfly is very small, and the picture is not clear, which makes him feel a lot better. After looking at it for more than ten seconds, he doesn't feel much except that it is vaguely uncomfortable.

After watching the meeting again, Wei Ran took a deep breath, unlocked the computer's lock screen, and focused on the computer in front of him.

The next day, as soon as Fang Zheng entered the door, he found Wei Ran in the studio again. He was not surprised at all, he was already used to it.

Turning on the computer, Fang Zheng checked several accounts he used for work.

A few minutes later, Fang Zheng looked at Wei Ran with a headache, "The painter's studio is still unwilling to let go, but insists that they are willing to change the painting and cannot terminate the contract."