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Chapter 50

Wen Yu drove Ji Anning and his grandmother back to the Huajia Building.

Ji Anning helped her grandmother sit in the back seat. When Wen Yu couldn't see it, she quietly put the prepared money into the envelope. While Wen Yu helped her get off the car after parking, she threw the envelope into the passenger seat.

The last time Wen Yu entered Ji Anning's house was when his grandmother was sick. The situation was urgent and he had no time to take a closer look. This time he carried his grandmother's bag when he was hospitalized and accompanied them upstairs. When his grandmother turned around, she saw him and treated him as a guest. She enthusiastically insisted on letting him sit, and shouted: "Ning Ning, pour tea for the guests."

Ji Anning was helpless and winked Wen Yu and told him to leave quickly.

Wen Yu didn't leave, and he said with a smile: "No, no, just white water." He looked at the house and didn't look like he could prepare tea.

After he finished speaking, he sat on the sofa without hesitation.

It was too late for Ji Anning to stop him.

Wen Yu, who was trapped in the sofa: "..."

A little confused.

Ji Anning held his forehead and went over to pull him up: "Sit there, the one here collapsed." He couldn't tell, but as soon as he sat down, he "falled" in.

Wen Yu: "..." OK.

Wen Yu tried to drink a cup of boiled water at Ji Anning's house, and chatted with his grandmother for a long time.

Ji Anning saw his intention and refused him mercilessly: "It's almost lunch, hurry back to school for dinner. I don't have your meal here. Grandma's rice is less salt and oil, so you can't eat it. Go away!"

Wen Yu left in disappointment.

He left, Ji Anning put on an apron and started preparing lunch. After a while, his phone rang. When Ji Anning saw that the call was Wen Yu, he knew that he must have returned to the car and saw the envelope.

She answered the phone: "Hey."

"Ji Anning!" Wen Yu said angrily, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Yu really called Ji Anning because of that envelope.

When he returned to the car, he lowered his head when he was wearing the seat belt and saw the envelope on the passenger seat. When he opened it, he found that in addition to the hospitalization fee, even the nursing staff's money included, including the 500 tips he gave.

I even thought this stubborn guy had figured it out, but it was still so stubborn.

Wen Yu was so angry that he grinded his teeth.

"It's the cost of the hospital." Ji Anning said, "I will definitely return this money to you."

"Ji Anning——" Wen Yu's voice rose.

"Wen Yu..." Ji Anning's voice was soft, "You are kind to me, I accept it."

Wen Yu's voice came to an abrupt end.

On the phone, I heard Ji Anning say gentle but firmly: "...I accept it, but there is a bottom line. No matter how good you are to me, you can't let you raise my grandmother. This is my own responsibility."

Wen Yu held his cell phone and didn't say anything for a long time.

Then, he smiled.

"Okay." He happily exposed the matter, "I will treat you well from now on, and you are not allowed to push back."

Ji Anning also smiled.

Wen Yu is Wen Yu. He always has to keep his steps and get more and more aggressive.

She also agreed happily: "Okay."

The phone was hung up, Wen Yu looked at the phone, his mouth raised, and his heart was open and happy.

This girl Ji Anning... She has a stubborn tendon in her bones, but she also has a heart that is willing to open up.

She could sense his affection for her and was willing to let go of her heart. She was not rigid, but had a bottom line.

Her feelings, in the past and later life, are probably only enough to repay one person.

Who is that person?

When Ji Anning thought of him, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Du Qing called Ji Anning on Friday: "There is a single job on Saturday."

Ji Anning was of course happy that he had work to take on so quickly, but time could not be coordinated.

Ji Anning's tutor on weekends asked for leave last week because her grandmother was hospitalized. Last week, she asked Meng Xinyu to take a class on her behalf because she went to play squash. It was really hard to make trouble. In the evening, she had to go to a coffee shop, and the few hours left in between were not enough.

She told Du Qing about her time. Du Qing calculated the workload this time and said with certainty: "It's not enough."

"Can't you ask for leave or transfer to a shift?" he asked.

If it is normal, it is OK. This time, Ji Anning is not good at any end and asks others to adjust the time.

Du Qing was surprised: "How much can college students earn as tutors now? Is it a lot?"

Ji Anning answered honestly: "I'm ninety in an hour."

"..." Du Qing was speechless, "I thought there were a lot. If there was such a little bit, there was also transportation... I suggest you quit directly. Even if you take one job a month, it would be more than a month of tutoring, right?"

In terms of amount, it is indeed the case. But... Ji Anning has just entered the industry and has no idea what the prospects of graphic models are.

The older sister who cheated her said before was that she could not receive a single job in a month. I don’t know if it was true or false.

Ji Anning didn't dare to take this risk, she had to bear the life of the two of them. Especially this time, she originally thought that when her grandmother needed this operation, she could save the money to a relatively abundant level. Unexpectedly, she was not ready yet, but her grandmother's surgery reached this time in advance.

It's the end of October, and she has only been two months into college and is still a little tight.

Therefore, I dare not give up the already stable tutoring income for the sake of whether the model income can be stabilized.

He declined Du Qing politely and hung up the phone, Ji Anning thought about the money he could earn in this job, but he felt pain.

But that's all.

Who knew that Du Qing called her again in the evening: "In this way, they were originally two series, but now they are disassembled, I will find two people for them, so that each series will not be so large. The amount of one person is almost four or five hours. Can you do it?"

Ji Anning's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay, I have time!"

The shooting location this time was in the studio of Du Qing and his studio, which happened to be a subway there. Zhou Liu Ji Anning came out of Xiaoyun's house. In order to hurry, he didn't take the bus, so he took a taxi to the subway station to change the subway.

When the work here is over, she rushes to work in the cafe. She is a person who never wants to be lazy. After the night is over, Ji Anning is so tired.

Wen Yu pinched her to pick her up.

"Why are you so uninspired today?" he asked strangely.

"I'm tired." Ji Anning said.

He was weak in his words, and his small face as big as a palm was shrank in his collar because of the cold night wind. He looked weaker than usual. He was obviously a guy who looked weak but actually had a strong energy and a solid body.

"What are you doing today?" Wen Yu asked.

Ji Anning got into the car and tied up his seat belt and told him: "I took the job of taking photos today. I worked hard for almost five hours, and I was walking around all day." As he said that, he yawned a big yawn and leaned his head on the back of the chair.

Wen Yu glanced at her, seeing that she was so tired that she was not energetic, and did not say anything like asking her to quit a job. He knew it would be useless if he said it.

The car was on the road steadily. Wen Yu drove the warm air and saw that she was afraid of the cold, so he turned on the seat for her to heat it.

After a while, Ji Anning was also hot in front of him, and his butt was even hotter and he felt so comfortable.

"This function is great..." she said, her voice becoming smaller, and her eyelids made the heat so hot that it couldn't be opened.

When Wen Yu parked the car outside the building of the everyone in China, he turned around and saw that Ji Anning was already asleep.

She slept quietly and beautifully, with her pink lips, like the petals of crabapple flowers in spring, slightly open.

The girl looks unprepared, innocent and tempting.

Wen Yu looked at her for a while, smiled and reached out to gently pinch her small chin, and leaned over.

What is Wen Yu? A good man and a woman?
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