But while Yin Xiaoxiao was busy with Yu Jiahui and Mrs. Jing's wedding, she often went in and out of the Jing's mansion, but she never saw the man who lived here...

Whenever seeing the Jing family discussing wedding matters, Yin Xiaoxiao felt very sad, and wanted to ask, is she really the daughter-in-law of the Jing family they wanted?

But she still doesn't have the courage, even though she vowed to tell Yin Zizhen that she would talk to Jing Liyuan, but now she doesn't even have the courage to call him...

What Jing Liyuan said was right, she was naive, so naive that she couldn't even protect herself.

"Smile, let me see if you're not in a good mood recently?" Mrs. Jing looked at Yan Xiaoxiao and asked with concern.

After hearing this, Yu Jiahui raised her head and looked at Yin Xiaoxiao. The wedding was approaching, and the Jing family and Yan Xiaoxiao were very busy recently. For families like the Yin family, they had investigated it before, and they knew that the Yin family would not help unless they knew Jing Liyuan's identity, but they continued to do so without Jing Liyuan asking.

Seeing that Yin Xiaoxiao's expression was not very good at this moment, Yu Jiahui simply said, "Xiaoxiao, why don't you go up and sleep for a while, and we'll continue after dinner in the afternoon."

Yin Xiaoxiao originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she agreed, and went to Jing Liyuan's room familiarly.

The room was as simple and elegant as she had seen it at first, with a faint sense of seriousness and desolation.

Yin Xiaoxiao closed the door and stood at the door. She always lived here when she lived in Jing's house, so she was very familiar with Jing Liyuan's room. She glanced slightly at the objects in the room, but saw a brochure that had never appeared before, quietly placed on Jing Liyuan's desk.

Walking over slowly, Yan Xiaoxiao reached across the desk and took the small brochure.

��The dance of the ballet elves, meet in Hall 1 of T City Performance Hall at 7:00 pm on the 20th.

Yin Xiaoxiao bit her lips slightly, her mind spinning rapidly.

Such a brochure appeared on Jing Liyuan's desk, so does it mean that he is interested in such activities?

Reaching out to take out her mobile phone, Yin Xiaoxiao felt a little apprehensive, but in the end she took the initiative to edit the text message to Jing Liyuan.

��Jing Liyuan, let's go to the ballet on the night of the 20th, shall we?

For a long time, there was no response from Yin Xiaoxiao's phone call. Putting down the brochure in her hand, Yan Xiaoxiao decisively took the tablet and booked tickets online. Regardless of whether Jing Liyuan went or not, at least she had to make preparations. This ballet elf is very famous in T City. I heard that she is a lady from a big family. This time she came back and attracted the attention of many people. Tickets were very difficult to book.

Jing Liyuan didn't reply to her until she had booked the tickets and lay quietly on the bed looking at her phone.

Frowning slightly, Yin Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, thinking wildly.

Is he still angry?

She has already seriously self-examined, her behavior that day was indeed naive, hurting herself and Jing Liyuan, and even worse, it would cause damage to the Jing family, so what Jing Liyuan said was not wrong...

However, many days have passed, and Jing Liyuan still hasn't contacted her. Is the hospital really that busy?

Thinking about it, Yin Xiaoxiao slowly fell into her dreamland, but even when she entered the dreamland, she still held the phone tightly in her palm. When Mrs. Jing came in, she saw Yan Xiaoxiao sleeping restlessly...

Sighing lightly, she only hoped that this girl could survive, after all, the weather in T City had already begun to change...

In Nanyu Hospital, Jing Liyuan just came out of the operating room.

Recently, he is like a working machine, stealing the work of many other doctors. The whole surgical department can see that recently, Dr. Jing is in a bad mood!

Rubbing the bridge of his nose tiredly, Jing Liyuan subconsciously took out his phone.

The phone was quiet, there was no phone number from Jing's family, no familiar number, and no unfamiliar number. With a slight movement of the phoenix eyes, Jing Liyuan saw the unread text message that had been waiting quietly.

With a swipe of his finger, Yan Xiaoxiao's text message came into view.

Jing Liyuan's world seems to be so static. JrNovels.com