"I'm not sick. It's too much for you?"

"What if I'm really sick? What about tomorrow's wedding without a best man? "

"Don't I?"

Zhao Yang turned his head and sneered: "how can I listen to you as if you want him to be sick? What kind of heart do you have?"

"What can I have peace of mind? Yin Lin is my brother. I don't want him to be teased by you. "

With a straight face, Zhao Yang put the kitchen knife aside: "who teased him? I made it clear to him. I asked myself, what should be explained has been explained. If he wants to think wildly, can I control it? "

"What do you mean, a little smug?" Fu Chen picks eyebrows and sneers.

Zhao Yang did not know whether this person had finished his Chinese course or not: "anyway, I have a clear conscience, whatever you want!"

With that, she continued to turn her head and clap ginger, but this time her strength increased a lot, clapping the cutting board with a bang.

She moves big, and shows her anger clearly. Fu Chen sees her kitchen knife flying around, and subconsciously walks away. A few pieces of ginger are flattened in the blink of an eye, but Zhao Yang hasn't finished venting. She continues to shoot, but she doesn't want to shoot ginger juice, which splashes into her eyes.

"Ah..." she called, threw away the kitchen knife and rubbed her eyes.

"Don't move." Fu Chen dropped the spoon, took her hand and frowned: "I've never seen you so stupid."

Zhao Yang's eyes are sore and hot, and he has no time to fight with him.

Fu Chen took out a piece of kitchen paper, turned on the tap and dipped it in some water. He came over, raised Zhao Yang's chin and carefully put the tissue on her eyelids.

"Pain..." she cried, trying to hide.

He pressed her chin and whispered, "don't move."

Holding her breath, she had to bear it and let him wipe her eyes.

The porridge was bubbling in the pot. They were standing near the sink. Zhao Yang felt a familiar breath coming to her face, itching and numb.

She was a little uncomfortable and wanted to step back, but her chin was pinched and she couldn't move.

After wiping for a while, he felt that his eyes didn't hurt so much. Zhao Yang blinked and said, "it's OK."

Fu Chen let go of him, threw the paper into the dustbin, looked up and saw Zhao Yang looking at him with a red eye.

Don't open his eyes, he went to the boiler and continued to cook porridge.

After what happened just now, Zhao Yang didn't bother Fu Chen any more. She honestly stood in front of the chopping board and chopped up the ginger.

Fu Chen only made a bowl of porridge, but it didn't last long. When he finished, he gave the place to Zhao Yang.

When he left, Zhao Yang began to make ginger soup, but his heart was always inexplicably irritable, especially his chin, and now he still feels hot.

She felt her face and couldn't help scolding herself: "Zhao Yang, do you have a little promise?"

"What promise?" Jos came in with an apple and nibbled it.

Zhao Yang looked back at her and ignored her.

Joss came up, saw the ginger soup in the pot, and raised his eyebrows: "it's for Yin Lin?"

"Yes."

"That's it? Don't you pay for it? "

Zhao Yang a Leng: "pay dust how?"

"He was in the rain when he went to find Yin Lin just now. I don't think Jiaojiao would be so considerate to cook ginger soup for him." It's not easy for Josie to hate a person. Jiaojiao is also very capable. She can't wait to see her in less than half an hour.

Zhao Yang held the spoon's hand, and he was a little distracted. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Joss finished eating the apple, threw the core, washed his hands, and suddenly looked up. Seeing Zhao Yang's eyes red, she was surprised: "what's the matter with you? Are you allergic? "

Zhao Yang touched his eyes and shook his head: "it's OK. It just splashed."

Jos was relieved: "you can be careful. Although the island is beautiful, there are many local snakes, insects, mice and ants, especially mosquitoes. The mosquitoes here will come out at night, especially in rainy days. You should be careful. When you sleep at night, you must close the window, or you will be bitten and your bag will swell the next day."

Zhao Yang answered vaguely. I don't know if he heard it.

"You're boiling ginger soup anyway. Why don't you boil more and give Fu Chen a bowl? I'm afraid if he gets sick, there will be one less best man."

Originally, there was only one bridesmaid. If there was one less bridesmaid, there would be only Yin Lin left. Joss always felt that if there was no one to block the wine, Jing chihan would be very miserable.

As soon as Zhao Yang's eyes brightened, he tried his best to restrain himself. He said justly, "for your sake, I'll boil more. Remember, it's for your sake."

"I know, I know. For my face, please go back and invite you to dinner."

Zhao Yang looked at her with a smile and took out two pieces of ginger from the refrigerator.

Zhao Yang is busy. Qiao sits beside her thoughtfully and talks to her.

They haven't seen each other for a long time. After joss asked about the company, Zhao Yang was silent and said, "the company is very good, but Gao's side..."

"What happened to Gao?"

"It's hard to say, but before I came here, I saw the news that Gao Xiangyu, the president of Gao family, had an accident and was taken away by the police, saying that he was assisting in the investigation."

"Yes?" Joss opened his eyes wide. "He broke the law?"

"The news is very vague and the charges are uncertain. It involves smuggling, but it has not yet been implemented. For the time being, it is just to assist in the investigation."

Smuggling. To be honest, joss thinks it's impossible. Gao's own foreign trade exports. Do you need smuggling? Even if smuggling is cheaper, a big company will love feathers. Joss doesn't think Gao Xiangyu's eyelids will be so shallow.

"Maybe it's a misunderstanding, but it's better to trip him. Don't let him try to deal with us when he's free."

Zhao Yang nodded, thought about it, and said, "in fact, there is one more thing."

"What?"

Zhao Yang thought of Yin Lin's advice that this kind of thing should be classified by the police. She was not easy to say, but somehow, she always felt that it had a lot to do with Gao, and now Jing and Gao are in this situation.

Zhao Yang is different from other Jing's employees. Most of them don't have much sense of belonging to the company. However, because of their relationship with Jos, Zhao Yang almost never wants to leave Jing, so she is very concerned about the situation of the company.

"Forget it. I'll talk about it later." In the end, she had to fool.

But joss saw that she wanted to talk and stopped, and asked, "what can't be said?"

"It's hard to say. I'll ask Yin Lin if he can say it, and then I'll tell you."

"Yin Lin?" With Yin Lin, it may not be said, joss immediately thought: "what's the case?"

"I'll talk about it later." Zhao Yang perfunctorily said that Jos is more and more clever now. He would draw inferences from one instance. He said that a good child would be three years old, and that a good IQ would decline.