The Fake Heiress's Inner Thoughts Were Heard by Her Entire Family

Jing Yi sneakily glanced at the peeled grapes Shen Huaichu was preparing, but under Jing Zeqian's watchful gaze, she quickly shifted her eyes back.0

Jing Zeqian, seeing Jing Yi's eager expression, knew all too well that she loved grapes.0

But he wasn't unwilling to peel them; he just hadn't been able to outpace Shen Huaichu.0

Tomorrow, he'd buy dozens of pounds and place them right in front of Shen Huaichu, seeing how many he could peel! Once he was done, Jing Zeqian would take all the flesh and squeeze it into juice!0

"Mr. Shen, you're here early again today, aren't you?"0

Jing Zeqian's tone was dripping with sarcasm, causing Jing Yi to pause and speed up her apple-eating by half a beat.0

[Here we go again, here we go again. Who can save me!]0

Shen Huaichu's lips curled slightly, his usually indifferent expression softening a bit. "The work has been done through overtime, but now it's more important to focus on Yi's health. I'm a bit worried about her, so it's better for me to come and check on her myself."0

As if bewitched, Jing Yi's lips unconsciously lifted into a smile. Realizing the tension between the two men, she resumed gnawing on her apple.0

Jing Zeqian snorted coldly, crossing his arms. "If you can finish work through overtime, it means the workload isn't enough. Huarui Group needs to work harder."0

With that time, why not learn from Jing Zeyou and see how to be a capable 'workaholic'? Stop hovering around Jing Yi like a fly!0

"…Brother, can't you just speak nicely?" Jing Yi said helplessly.0

[Why does every sentence have to be so sharp?]0

Jing Zeqian glared at her. He hadn't even tried to shoo Shen Huaichu away, which was already quite polite of him!0

Shen Huaichu, unfazed, continued peeling the grapes. Seeing the plate was full, he moved it in front of Jing Yi and wiped his hands roughly with a wet wipe.0

"Indeed, we need to work harder, or else I won't be worthy of Hengjing's heiress."0

Jing Zeqian: ...So, Shen Huaichu is also quite thick-skinned.0

Jing Yi, munching on the grapes, watched Shen Huaichu's wiping motion.0

[A beauty is a beauty. Even wiping hands looks so pleasing to the eye.]0

Jing Zeqian was speechless. Could it be that Jing Yi was just bewitched by Shen Huaichu's face?0

At that moment, a knock sounded, and Jing Zejun pushed the door open.0

Seeing Jing Zeqian and Shen Huaichu in the ward, her steps faltered, even considering leaving for a while.0

It wasn't that Jing Zejun was hesitant; she had already encountered such scenes a few times. The best way was to avoid them. Jing Yi on the bed couldn't avoid, but she could...0

Before she could retreat, Jing Yi's delighted voice rang out, "Junjun! You're here!"0

Looks like there's no escape now, Jing Zejun thought with a hint of helplessness and walked in.0

She intended to place the lunch she brought for Jing Yi on the table, but it was already piled with various fruits. Jing Zejun had to move some aside to make room.0

"Smells so good! Did Aunt Wang make me some porridge today?"0

Jing Yi leaned over to sniff the lunchbox, her eyes brightening. At this moment, no beauty could compare to Aunt Wang's cooking.0

Shen Huaichu's eyes flickered with amusement as he stood up to give Jing Zejun some space.0

Jing Yi looked up at him, noticing he had taken his coat. "Aren't you staying to eat before heading back to the company?"0

Huarui and Hengjing had just held a press conference, and there were still many things to handle, so Shen Huaichu had been quite busy lately.0

Shen Huaichu's expression softened. "Tomorrow, I'll have lunch with you tomorrow. What would you like? I'll have someone prepare it."0

Jing Zeqian, habitually wanting to mock, saw Jing Yi's happy expression and just pursed his lips, not saying anything.0

After Shen Huaichu left, Jing Yi hurriedly opened the lunchbox. The table in front of her was filled with fruits, and she looked up at Jing Zeqian.0

"Brother..."0

Jing Zeqian gave her a sour look, helping to move the fruits off the table, muttering, "You only call me Brother when you need something; otherwise, it's just Jing Zeqian."0

Jing Yi glanced at him, defending herself, "When have I ever called you Jing Zeqian? I'm always very polite, okay."0

Jing Zeqian pursed his lips. Very polite, my foot!0

After a bit of bustling, the three managed to arrange Jing Zejun's lunchboxes on the table.0

Jing Zejun had already eaten, so Jing Yi first served a bowl of porridge to Jing Zeqian and then one for herself.0

As they ate, they chatted.0

"Seriously, Brother, can we stop competing? I suspect my fruit intake is almost exceeding the limit."0

Jing Zejun chuckled at Jing Yi's words, picking up a plate of cut fruit to eat.0

Jing Zeqian retorted, "Why don't you tell Shen Huaichu to stop competing?" Jing Yi looked helplessly at the surrounding fruits.0

[Because two-thirds of them are your doing...]0

Jing Zeqian was momentarily stumped but stubbornly said, "I prepared all these for your good, full of essential vitamins! You need to recuperate, so eating more fruit is always beneficial."0

Jing Yi looked at him helplessly, realizing it was futile to argue. She'd just have to work hard to consume the fruits, pretending it was truly for her health.0

She continued sipping her porridge, while Jing Zeqian looked disdainfully at the porridge in his bowl.0

Although Aunt Wang had done her best to make it flavorful and nutritious, adding many side dishes, it was still just porridge—how could it compare to something more savory?0

Jing Zeqian glanced at Jing Yi, then downed the porridge in one go, causing Jing Yi and Jing Zejun to stare at him in astonishment.0

Jing Zejun tentatively asked, "Brother, are you in a hurry?" Jing Zeqian looked up, bewildered, "Huh? No, not really."0

Seeing his empty bowl, Jing Yi thought he hadn't had enough and reached out, "Shall I get you some more?" Jing Zeqian shook his head, "No, I'll head back to the company in a bit."0

First, he'd deal with the extra lunch and then get to work.0

Watching Jing Zeqian's retreating figure, Jing Yi was more puzzled. "Didn't he say he wasn't in a hurry?" But with Jing Zeqian gone, she could finally vent.0

"I sometimes feel like Brother is here just to pick a fight with Shen Huaichu. Every time they argue, they leave one after the other. It's like they're not here to visit me at all."0

Jing Zejun burst out laughing, affectionately tapping Jing Yi's forehead. "If Brother hears that, you won't have a peaceful month."0

Jing Yi chuckled, "I only dare to complain to you, Junjun. If Brother hears, I'm done for."0