In fact, An Jing was hungry a long time ago. The amount of AW's training is so heavy and she has received too many "scares" today, and her physical energy consumption is several times that of usual. But after all, this is Ge Zijie's home, and An Jing has been there for several years. Based on her experience under the eaves, if the master doesn't move, she will not act without authorization. Subconsciously, An Jing looked at Ge Zijie with a wink.

The warmth in Ge Zijie's eyes was fleeting, and soon he returned to the familiar indifference. He stood up and said, "Eat."

Only then did An Jing pull An Yang to stand up to eat, took the bowls and chopsticks, and buried her head in her rice bowl full of gratitude to the director.

At the dinner table, she is used to only pick up the food in front of her, and occasionally, Anyang will pick up the food that Anyang can't pick up for her.

An Yang ate a few mouthfuls of the green vegetables that An Jing gave her, and looked at the braised pork in the center with two pitiful eyes. The oily pork belly with the fragrant sauce was so tempting. People can only eat such dishes on their birthdays.

"Uncle Chen." Seeing Anyang's expression, Ge Zijie called out to the housekeeper in a low voice.

"Yes, Miss."

Uncle Chen approached Anyang thoughtfully and asked her what she wanted to eat, and then moved all the dishes she wanted to where she could reach.

Anyang knew how to be grateful, grinned his small white teeth and gave Ge Zijie a thumbs up, "Thank you pretty sister."

"Don't talk while eating." An Jing wiped off the rice grains sprayed by An Yang and stuck to the corner of her mouth with her hands.

"eat."

An Jing had just finished wiping An Yang's mouth when she saw a beautiful and slender hand holding a porcelain bowl and moved it to her side. She stared at the pieces of fish in the bowl in a daze.

When she was a child, she loved to eat fish, but she would never spit out fishbone. Her mother often helped her pick it up and put it in a bowl. She looked up at Ge Zijie in surprise, but the other party raised her eyebrows and looked at herself with a questioning expression. An Jing was stunned, then pointed to the bowl containing the fish with her chopsticks.

"Thank you." An Jing pursed her lips and smiled at her, with a gleam in her eyes.

After dinner, Ge Zijie got up directly and went to the study. Uncle Chen took An Jing and An Yang to the bedroom to rest. "The toiletries and quilt covers are clean and unused. The two ladies can use them with peace of mind."

"Thank you Uncle Chen."

When the butler went out, An Jing shed all her strength and fell on the bed, feeling dizzy from weightlessness.

"Why did you live in it?"

After her parents left, An Jing was forced to learn to be independent. What she feared most was causing trouble to others and owed favors to others, because she didn't know when she would be able to repay them, and she had to live with this feeling of being indebted to others. , is a very tormenting thing.

This is the reason why she would rather issue an IOU than accept Ge Han's kindness, but this principle has hit a wall with Ge Zijie.

This woman is really too cunning, she knows what An Jing needs most now, and then packaged this thing in a way that An Jing could not refuse, delivered it to An Jing's lips, and quietly waited for An Jing's compromise.

"Sister, you have to repay the beautiful sister well." An Yang is very aware of An Jing's emotional changes, she can see that An Jing's attitude towards Ge Zijie has changed now, "Pretty sister is really a good person."

"Sister knows." An Jing smiled and pinched her face.

Since she had to accept this kindness, all she could do now was to repay her at work.

"Sister, you are laughing!" An Yang raised his eyebrows with an exaggerated expression.

"Have it."

"Yeah, you laughed too. It seems that my sister also likes the pretty sister very much, so you two can become friends quickly, okay?"

An Jing only took her words as childish words and didn't take them to heart.

The bed in the room was very big, and the housekeeper thoughtfully prepared a plush pajamas that were one size smaller for Anyang. An Jing supervised her to take a bath and coaxed her to sleep.

The door of the room was not closed, An Jing saw Uncle Chen passing through the corridor carrying a plate of things.

"Uncle Chen."

"Miss An Jing." Uncle Chen stopped in his tracks, "I'm going to deliver coffee to the eldest lady, haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

An Jing shook her head and walked over, "Can I smell it?"

"Ah... it's because I'm not good at crafting, did it taste strange?"

An Jing fanned the coffee with her hands, and the strong aroma of coffee rushed towards her face. She frowned slightly, remembering that when she was working in a coffee shop, she also saw Ge Zijie drinking cup after cup of high coffee. Would you like to have a drink of this tonight?"

"Yes, occasionally staying late in the study may have several drinks."

"Won't drinking like this cause stomach problems?" How to say that Ge Zijie is also her number one benefactor now, An Jing expressed her concern appropriately.

"How does Miss An Jing know? Our eldest lady has a serious stomach problem, and she often wakes up in the morning..."

"Coffee, let me deliver it." An Jing cut off his words.

Originally, it was impolite to ask guests to do things, but Chen Bo could see that Ge Zijie had a different attitude towards An Jing. As a housekeeper who had watched Ge Zijie grow up, he also hoped that someone could persuade her to pay attention to her body.

It doesn't work if I persuade myself, but the effect may be different if I change An Jing.

buckle -

An Jing bent her index and middle fingers and knocked on the door of the study twice.

"Come in." Ge Zijie's steady voice sounded.

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