Jiaochen

Ji Qingying turned on her mobile phone and handed it to the man.

Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes and entered his phone number.

"Dr. Fu, nowadays people don’t use text messages,” she said solemnly before adding frankly, "WeChat is preferred."

Fu Yanzhi's hands stilled for a moment, before he nonchalantly, opened her WeChat app. He didn't ask anything, just directly entered his account details.

Seeing him finished, Ji Qingying suppressed the rising curve on her lip, and in a soft but brisk tone said, "Thank you, Dr. Fu." She looked up at him and added. "Then, I will go first."

"Hmm"

Ji Qingying said nothing more and hailed a taxi.

When the taxi drove away, Fu Yanzhi turned back to the hospital.

–

He had just stepped into their department when Xu Chengli, eyes fierce like a big bully, stopped him.

"What happened to you just then?" He demanded.

The ever indifferent Fu Yanzhi simply pulled his chair and sat. "What?"

Xu Chengli choked. He had wanted to tease him for his behavior from a while ago but the words that came out of his mouth now were different.

"Nothing, I just want to ask how old your cousin is?"

Fu Yanzhi was not a person who liked to talk about his private life. It wasn’t the first time Ye Zhenzhen was sending him meals, she had done so before. But since she didn't like the smell of hospitals, whenever she arrived she would simply call and ask him to pick it up at the doors. This was why, although Xu Chengli knew that he had a cousin, he had never seen her. Little did he know that Fu Yanzhi's cousin was this beautiful.

He said, "Your family's genes are really strong, and your cousin is much more beautiful than you."

Fu Yanzhi didn't respond.

Xu Chengli didn't care about his coldness and continued to gossip. "Does she have a boyfriend?"

"Why?" Fu Yanzhi asked coldly, "Are you interested in my cousin?"

Xu Chengli's eyes lit up and said in surprise, "Oh, you're beginning to understand now? You know what I mean even before I finish my words!"

As soon as his voice stopped, Fu Yanzhi's voice also fell.

"Don't even think about it," he said mercilessly, "My cousin despises you."

Xu Chengli: "…"

He was so angry that he glared daggers at him. "Fu Yanzhi, you are too much. How can you say that your cousin doesn't like me? I am not bad, either!”

"Hmm," Fu Yanzhi said faintly, "My cousin is a college student, do you think your age is appropriate?" Then he stood up and opened the rear curtain. "I want to take a break."

"……"

Xu Chengli watched him lift and put down the curtain. He wanted to spout some curse words, but he held himself back.

Forget it! College students are still naïve!

Ye Zhenzhen was oblivious to the fact that a person had thought about her and given up just as easily.

She sneezed a few times and then concentrated on learning the sewing machine in Ji Qingying's home. By the time the host returned, she had already grasped it.

"Senior Ji!" The young junior was visibly excited.

Ji Qingying smiled happily and looked down at her. "How are you doing?"

"Not bad, but I didn't choose the fabric. I am entangled in two sections, can you help me look at it?"

"All right."

Ji Qingying looked at the two fabrics she had selected and softly asked, "What is the theme?"

Ye Zhenzhen tilted her head and thought for a while. She looked at the rippling lake outside the window and said solemnly, "Spring, I want everyone to feel the breath of spring."

Ji Qingying nodded. "Choose the embroidered lace." She said, "The embroidered lace is embroidered with flowers. It will match your butterfly button better."

When the two match, there will be a representation in spring.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, flowers were blooming, and butterflies were hovering and flying above.

As the wind was blowing gently, spring was here.

Ye Zhenzhen eagerly nodded. "OK."

Ji Qingying looked at her design sketches. She was a student with her own little ideas. In general, she was good, but small details needed improvement.

Ji Qingying was an all-round cheongsam designer who could do all things in designing. She taught Ye Zhenzhen to make a button, use embroidered lace material, coil, sew, and weave. For instance, the butterfly buckle they made, it looked so realistic that if one were to wear it and step out in the sun, one would mistake it for a real one.

They were very busy all afternoon. Including Ye Zhenzhen's model classmate. Considering the need to measure the body and tailor the size correctly, she had called her classmate only to receive a series of deadly screams in the end because the girl was overwhelmed with the design.

–

After getting off work, Fu Yanzhi received a call from his aunt.

"Yanzhi, are you off work?"

Fu Yanzhi nodded to the colleague who greeted him, and the voice replied coldly. "Well, just going back."

"What about Zhenzhen? Do you know where she is?" She added. "The kid said she was going to her senior sister to make clothes. After running out, she hasn't answered my calls the whole afternoon."

Fu Yanzhi was a little surprised and comforted her saying, "Don't worry, I don't think she heard her phone. I'll make a call and ask. "

"Yes. Call her and tell me."

"All right."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yanzhi wanted to call Ji Qingying but was interrupted by a shout from behind him.

"Doctor Fu!"

Fu Yanzhi stopped and looked back at the people.

"Is there anything?"

His tone was cold, without any ups and downs. Despite knowing his character, Su Wanying was still a bit sad.

She licked her lips and looked up at him. "Aren't you working overtime tonight?"

Fu Yanzhi simply nodded in response.

Seeing him like this, Su Wanying smiled. "Are you free tonight?" She said, "Today is my birthday, and I plan to have dinner with our colleagues."

When she spoke, there was a cautious expectation in her tone; a fear of rejection, a hope for affirmation. The sparkling eyes looking at Fu Yanzhi were full of anticipation.

"Sorry.” Fu Yanzhi's voice was as frosty as ever. "I am busy this evening. Have fun, I won't go."

As soon as he was done speaking, he turned and left without even waiting for a response.

Xu Chengli looked around and patted her shoulder. "Happy birthday Dr. Su, I will go home first."

Su Wanying bit her lip and forced a smile. "OK."

Xu Chengli hurriedly followed Fu Yanzhi and couldn't help saying, "Aren't you too ruthless? Didn't you see Dr. Su? She was crying. It's just a group meal. You really have something to do when you go home? Do you have any recreational activities besides reading and sleeping? "

Fu Yanzhi lowered his head, sent a message to Ji Qingying, and then gave him two words- "I don’t."

Xu Chengli: "…"

He silently mourned Dr. Su for three seconds.

"Dr. Su likes you for a long time."

Fu Yanzhi ignored his silly words and went straight to the parking lot and drove home.

It had been 20 minutes since Ji Qingying saw Fu Yanzhi's message. However, it was only now that she had the time to reply.

[She's with me.]

The doorbell rang just as soon as she had hit send.

Seeing Ye Zhenzhen still working on the sewing machine, she got up and opened the door.

As the door opened, the lights in the corridor snuck in, and when she looked up she saw the man standing at the door.

It's the same dress she had seen at noon, not so rigid and more casual. Under the light, his face seemed softer.

"Off work?" Ji Qingying was surprised.

Fu Yanzhi nodded. "Where is Ye Zhenzhen?"

"Over there."

Hearing the conversation, Ye Zhenzhen got up and ran out.

"Brother, are you off work? Why are you looking for me?"