Yan Yan: "No, I'll go by myself. Didn't I promise to let her rest? Duoduo is okay? Should I go to the hospital?"
Han Yun: "Don't, if you come to the hospital rashly, you don't know what the media will write. I'll call you when her condition stabilizes. She's still uncomfortable right now and can't go out with you."
Yan Yan: "When she gets better, I'll take her to the amusement park."
Duoduo suddenly came up: "Auntie, are you really taking me to the amusement park?"
Yan Yan: "Of course, Duoduo, you should take a good look at the doctor. Auntie will take you to the amusement park next week, which is much more fun than Hot Spring Villa."
Han Yun hurriedly said: "Okay, I won't tell you, you drive slowly, I'll take her to the hospital first."
When Han Yun didn't come, Yan Yan was a little bored, and she was a little absent-minded about what to do. When she came down from the dance studio on the second floor, Yan Yan stepped on the stairs with one foot.
Jiang Chan suddenly appeared in front of Yan Yan: "Why are you so careless? Let me see... Fortunately, it was just a sprain. It seems that you can only rest at home today."
Yan Yan made fun of the bitterness; "Now Duoduo and I are treated the same. Duoduo has Sister Yun to take care of me, and I have a teacher."
Going to the refrigerator to find an ice pack, Yan Yan jumped and sat down on the sofa. After a while, her ankle was swollen like a big steamed bun. After putting away the ice pack, Yan Yan reached for her phone: "I'm going to let the pigeons go, I want to tell others."
Wang Zhimin had been looking forward to today's trip to the hot springs for a long time, and he dressed up at home in the early morning. But I didn't expect to receive a call from Yan Yan at this moment, saying that she can't come today?
Wang Zhimin suppressed his disappointment: "Did something happen suddenly?"
Yan Yan looked down at the ice pack at her ankle: "My agent's child is hospitalized, and I twisted my foot at home this morning... sigh..."
Hearing Yan Yan's movement, Wang Zhimin's heart lifted: "Have you been to the hospital? Is it serious? Where's your assistant?"
Yan Yan laughed: "You don't need to go to the hospital, it's just a minor injury, but I'm just embarrassed. I couldn't go to the scheduled trip today."
"It's a small matter. The hot spring is there. You can go anytime. You stay at home and I'll be there in a while." Wang Zhimin grabbed the car keys on the coffee table. At this time, he just wanted to see Yan Yan as soon as possible. , to see how she is.
After hanging up the phone over there, Yan Yan was a little confused: "So...Wang Zhimin is coming over? What is he doing here?"
Jiang Chan gloated: "Come and see you, he has already come in this direction."
Yan Yan: "I have a hunch that he's here today, and it won't be easy for him to leave. Why didn't you say I had an assistant just now? Now I can't even just try to make up for it. I'm really stupid."
Half an hour later, the doorbell rang, and Yan Yan jumped to the entrance. It's not Wang Zhimin who is standing at the door, who else could it be?
Seeing Yan Yan standing by the door on one foot, Wang Zhimin first looked at Yan Yan carefully, seeing that there was no other trauma on her body, his heartbeat slowly calmed down.
Looking at her swollen old Gao's ankle again, Wang Zhimin's brows furrowed again: "Why don't you go to the hospital? It's bad to hurt the bone."
Yan Yan hurriedly shook her head: "You don't need to go to the hospital, it's just a sprain. It's not a big deal. I've already applied ice and medicine, and I'll rest for a few days. You... do you want to come in... sit?"
She swore that she was just casually polite, who knew that Wang Zhimin would enter the room so unceremoniously: "Excuse me then, can you still leave like this?"
Yan Yan took two steps forward: "That's not bad, you sit first, and I'll pour water for you."
Wang Zhimin helped her to sit down on the sofa: "You still sit, I'll come by myself, where's the kitchen? Have you had breakfast yet?"
Yan Yan flatly said, "No, I was thinking of taking two bites on the road, but who would have known that Sister Yun's child suddenly fell ill."
Wang Zhimin opened the refrigerator: "I'll make you breakfast..."
He was stunned when he saw the empty refrigerator. Yan Yan sat on the sofa and smiled and said, "I don't have anything in the refrigerator. I didn't have time to buy it. I slept at home for a day yesterday."
Wang Zhimin shook his head: "You can rest at home, I'll buy you something to eat."
Yan Yan: "How embarrassed? I'll just order."
Wang Zhimin was very firm: "Be obedient, the food outside is unhealthy, give me the key, and I will be back in a while."
Yan Yan had no choice, "The key is at the entrance."
Twenty minutes later, Wang Zhimin walked in with a few bags. At that time, Yan Yan was lying on the sofa with a book in her hand. Her long hair was scattered on the armrest of the sofa. floated to her face.
While Wang Zhimin was busy in the kitchen, Yan Yan's page-turning movements slowed down invisibly, and only a pair of eyes appeared from the top of the book. Her kitchen is open, and you can see the whole picture in the living room.
Seeing Wang Zhimin wearing her bear apron and cooking in front of the stove, Yan Yan felt that this scene was a bit mystical. That's Wang Zhimin, such a freshman company boss, cooking for her now?
When Wang Zhimin turned his head to take the salt jar, out of the corner of his eye he saw Yan Yan's head move, and the whole book covered her face. Wang Zhimin paused, and suddenly let out a low laugh.
Maybe it was because she was caught peeking, and then Yan Yan stopped looking at Wang Zhimin, and slowly read the book in her hand. After reading two pages of the book, Wang Zhimin greeted her: "I cooked a bowl of small wontons for you, can you try it?"
Yan Yan tried her best to get up from the sofa: "Then I'm welcome, Mr. Wang still cooks?"
Wang Zhimin said lightly: "I usually don't have time to do it, but it will be simpler. I'll carry you over there. It's really hard for you to jump around like this."
Before Yan Yan could react, she had already been placed on a chair in the dining room. Yan Yan shook her legs: "Thank you, it smells good. When my feet are healed, I'll treat you to dinner, and I'll cook it myself."
Wang Zhimin: "Okay, I'll wait. A little girl like you, can you cook by yourself?"
Yan Yan took a sip of soup: "Who do you look down on? Although it's not as good as a state banquet chef, it's absolutely no problem to support yourself. People always have to be interested, otherwise life will be boring?"
Wang Zhimin sat opposite her: "So your hobby is cooking?"
Yan Yan thought for a while: "Reading, painting, cooking, dancing, and acting are all my hobbies. As for those sports, to be honest, I'm not very interested."
"What about the friends' party? I don't think you ever mentioned friends." Now that he can be alone with Yan Yan, Wang Zhimin is in a very good mood, and he begins to inquire about Yan Yan's other affairs.