"Yan Jia!" Weekend tried to stop him.

But it was no use, Yan Jia had already walked into the living room, leaving only a group of people standing in the yard.

Yan Jia didn't see Lin Zhi when he came in. He walked into the restaurant and sat quietly at the dining table waiting for her.

There was another bouquet of flowers on the table, and there was still a green lawn outside the window. The little white rabbit was eating grass blades comfortably and enjoying the good time.

Over the weekend, I got him medicine from the medicine box and brought him a glass of warm water. He couldn't just watch Yan Jia die. That was absolutely impossible.

"Take the medicine." Zhou Xing's tone was a little more commanding, and his eyes were sharp.

"On the weekend, you are the only one who still cares about me." Yan Jia smiled, with the corners of his lips raised, "Life or death is a matter of life, and I have long been indifferent to it. Don't care about me anymore, just let me die."

"You are so funny. Do you think I am willing to take care of you? I just treat you as a patient and fulfill my bounden duty." She scolded him a few words on the weekend, "Yan Jia, you are quite interesting, but you give me a cold face.

Look, you have been lying in the hospital for several days without being visited, but you are doing well. Yan Jia, are all the women in the world dead?"

Yan Jia took the medicine given to him over the weekend, closed his eyes, and leaned back, looking lazy and casual, with a pale complexion.

Faced with the weekend's questioning, he only responded lazily: "I didn't force her to do anything for me. It's up to her whether she wants to or not."

"What are you doing sitting in the restaurant? Don't you know patients are supposed to lie down?!"

"She went to cook porridge for me. I'm waiting for her to come over."

"..." I felt that Yan Jia was completely crazy over the weekend.

Seeing that he had taken the medicine, he got up and went outside the restaurant on the weekend.

He made a special trip to the kitchen, only to find that the woman was not there at all.

Is this what Yan Jia said about cooking porridge?!

The housekeeper stood guard in the living room and did not dare to say anything.

Weekend asked the housekeeper of Jiangshanyuan: "Where is that woman?"

"Ms. Lin? She went upstairs to her room."

"What did she do?"

"I don't know. She is used to locking her door and sometimes doesn't come out for the entire day."

Weekend was extremely angry, but this was a family matter, and it was useless no matter how much he felt sorry for Yan Jia.

Yan Jia chose the woman's way and still believed that the woman would cook porridge for him.

I sat down on the sofa on the weekend and asked the housekeeper: "Did Yan Jia have breakfast after coming back from the hospital this morning?"

"not yet."

"Then why don't you go prepare breakfast for him?"

"The kitchen has prepared it, but Mr. Yan doesn't want to eat it."

"If you don't give it to him, how will he eat it?"

The butler curled his lips. He knew that was not the case. Even if they brought delicious breakfast to the table, Yan Jia would not eat it.

But under the sharp gaze of the weekend, the housekeeper asked the servant to go to the kitchen to get some light liquid food, including white porridge.

I took a sip of green tea from my cup over the weekend, sighed and shook my head.

Within a few minutes, there was a "ping ping ping ping" in the restaurant and the sound of broken dishes!

"Get out!" Yan Jia was angry, "Who made this white porridge?! Do you think I, Yan Jia, is easy to fool?! Get out of here, everyone!"

Weekend was shocked. This was the first time he saw Yan Jia become so angry.

"Everyone, get out of here!"

The servants came out of the dining room tremblingly. They were all so frightened that they whispered to the housekeeper with choked sobs: "If Mr. Yan doesn't eat these, they will be broken into pieces."

I cautiously returned to the restaurant over the weekend.
Chapter completed!