Chapter 2161 Train Well

Jing Xiaocha looked at Wen Jin in surprise.

He seemed particularly surprised by his behavior.

That was the milk she had drank. Not only did Wen Jin not dislike it, but the place where he drank it was coincidentally the same place where she had just drank it.

This is not considered an indirect kiss.

Thinking of this, she felt her face heat up and subconsciously looked away. I cursed myself in my mind for thinking too much.

After Wen Jin drank the remaining half cup of milk, he placed the cup on the small table in front of the bed, and then asked Jing Xiaocha, "Have you finished writing?"

"It's finished."

"Have the typos been corrected?"

"Uh, not yet. I wanted to correct the typo just now, but I forgot about it as soon as I saw the comment." Jing Xiaocha touched his forehead in embarrassment.

"You take a break and I'll help you correct your typos." Wen Jin said, reaching for the notebook.

"No, no, no, Brother Wen, I will change it myself."

As soon as he heard that he wanted to help correct typos, Jing Xiaocha panicked.

She had done it by herself in the past few days. She just wanted to read the comments and correct the typos later, but she forgot that Wen Jin came back to correct the typos for her.

And what she wrote these days was not suitable for him to read.

Wen Jin looked at Jing Xiaocha's panicked look, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his dark eyes, "Is it not finished yet?"

"No, it's not."

Jing Xiaocha looked unnatural.

Her slender little hands grasped the corner of the notebook. In fact, her strength was no match for Wen Jin's. As long as Wen Jin tried hard, she couldn't snatch the notebook back.

"why?"

Wen Jin looked at Jing Xiaocha with narrowed eyes.

Isn't she used to not checking her for typos these days?

Jing Xiaocha blinked, "It's just a few typos. I can correct them myself. Brother Wen, you just came back from outside. Go back to your room and take a shower first."

"Since there are only a few typos, it won't waste much time. You have been working for so long, so take a rest first."

Wen Jin took Jing Xiaocha's hand away and put the notebook on his lap.

The moment Jing Xiaocha's hand was caught by him, his heart trembled, as if he was possessed by the heroine in the article at this moment.

She suddenly felt the heroine's heartbeat speeding up and being shy when the hero grabbed her little hand.

Wen Jin looked at her doubtfully, opened the software, and asked, "How many thousand words did you write today?"

"Six thousand words."

Jing Xiaocha answered softly.

After a moment of hesitation, unable to think of a reason to stop Wen Jin, she made an excuse and said, "Brother Wen, I'll take the cup off first, and you can check it slowly."

Without waiting for Wen Jin to stop him, Jing Xiaocha took the cup from the bedside table and walked out.

If Wen Jin didn't understand why Jing Xiaocha was so panicked just now, looking at her fleeing back, she suddenly had a glimmer of understanding in her heart.

Wen Jin lowered his head and browsed through the contents of the notebook. After a moment, Wen Jin found the reason.

It was exactly what he thought.

He raised his head and glanced in the direction of the door again. Jing Xiaocha escaped in such a hurry that he didn't even close the door to the room.

After Jing Xiaocha took the cup downstairs, he did not go back to the room immediately, but went to Zhang Minghui's room.

Zhang Minghui was reading extracurricular books. When he saw Jing Xiaocha coming in, he immediately stood up and politely called "Auntie."

"Xiaohui is still reading?"

Jing Xiaocha walked towards him with a smile.

Zhang Minghui nodded, hesitated, and asked softly, "Auntie, can I call my parents if I want to?"

Jing Xiaocha was stunned for a second, then nodded, "Of course, but my phone is in the room, you can run over and get it."

"good."

After getting permission, Zhang Minghui immediately agreed, put down his extracurricular books, turned around and ran out of the room.

In less than two minutes, he ran back with Jing Xiaocha's cell phone, "Auntie, Uncle Wen is looking for you."

"Ignore him, call first."

Jing Xiaocha pretended to be calm, but in her heart she was thinking quickly about how she would face Wen Jin when she returned to the room.

Will he ask something?

It's better to wait until he leaves before going back.

Zhang Minghui just conveyed the message to Wen Jin. Jing Xiaocha didn't go back to the room, so he said nothing more and dialed his father's number that he had in mind.

The phone rang several times before Zhang Jinlei's voice came through the radio waves, mixed with a hint of noise, "Hello."

"It's me, Xiaohui."

"Xiaohui, do you miss your father?" Zhang Jinlei was very happy to hear Zhang Minghui's voice.

"I want to see you when you are free." Zhang Minghui glanced at Jing Xiaocha beside him and said stiffly.

Jing Xiaocha's eyes flashed, but she didn't speak. She just watched Zhang Minghui talking on the phone quietly.

Two minutes later, Zhang Minghui hung up the phone and explained when returning the phone to Jing Xiaocha, "Auntie, when I see my dad tomorrow, I will definitely tell him that he is not allowed to talk nonsense and make up rumors again."

"That's all in the past."

Jing Xiaocha shook his head indifferently. No matter what Zhang Jinlei had done, it had nothing to do with Xiaohui.

Let Zhang Minghui think otherwise and said firmly, "I won't let anyone hurt my aunt, not even my parents. If they don't agree, I will sever ties with them."

"Xiaohui, no matter how bad they are, they are the ones who gave birth to you and raised you. In the past, it was just that the way they educated you was wrong, but they were still very good to you. You can't sever ties with them because of your aunt."

"But they treat my aunt so badly."

"As long as Xiaohui is nice to my aunt." Jing Xiaocha gently touched Zhang Minghui's head.

Zhang Minghui said comfortingly, "Not only Xiaohui likes aunt, but uncle Wen also likes aunt."

"..."

Jing Xiaocha's mouth twitched slightly.

"Auntie, Uncle Wen seems to have something to do with you. You should go back to your room quickly. He is still waiting for you in your room."

"Don't worry, he's fine."

Jing Xiaocha answered with a smile.

Simply walk to the chair two steps away, sit down, and ask Zhang Minghui, "Do you have any plans for this vacation?"

"Aunt, please wait a moment."

After Zhang Minghui finished speaking, he ran to the desk a few steps away, picked up a notebook, returned, and handed it to Jing Xiaocha respectfully, "Auntie, this is the plan I wrote, and there is also a form."

Jing Xiaocha smiled and took his notebook.

After reading the plan he wrote and the forms he produced, Jing Xiaocha's eyes showed appreciation, "Xiaohui, you did a great job."

"Auntie, Zi Yi taught me this."

"Zi Yi is so young, can he write plans and make such forms?" Jing Xiaocha looked at him slightly surprised.

Zhang Minghui nodded, with admiration for Mo Ziyi in his eyes, "Aunt, although Ziyi is younger than me, he knows many more things than me. I admire him so much. He still teaches Qingqing how to read every day."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, Zi Yi said that Qing Qing should be trained into a talented girl."

"Training?"

Jing Xiaocha was surprised again. Are all children so precocious these days?

Instead, Zhang Minghui scratched his head in embarrassment, "Zi Yi said that he should train Qing Qing well."