Realizing this, Shen Wangjin couldn't help but stand still for a long time, just looking at Zhuang Yibo who was stunned.

After this incident, she has been like this, as if she is always immersed in her own world, without saying anything, without expressing her feelings, without sorrow or joy—

But she responded again and again.

When she saw him walking into the outpatient building in the car, she would push the door and get out of the car and follow him;

After seeing him, she would run away;

She would cry when facing him alone in the elevator;

When he was a little away, she would hold her trouser legs...

All of these were not expected by Shen Wangjin.

But he was not sure what did such a reaction mean?

What is her dependence on him?

So where did this dependence come from?

Shin Wangjin looked at her quietly for a long time before finally turning around and walking back to the kitchen.

After entering the kitchen, Shen Wangjin opened the refrigerator, took out the fresh milk inside, and was about to find a cup to pour it in when his phone suddenly rang.

Shen Wangjin took out his cell phone and saw a call from an unfamiliar number. He calmly answered the call.

"Shen Wangjin." The voice of Qianxing trying to keep calm came from the other end of the phone, "How is Yibo?"

Shin Wangjin asked replies without answering: "What do you think she will be like?"

"..." Qianxing was obviously trying hard to restrain himself. After pausing, he said again, "I have no other intentions. I just want to say, if you feel impatient or unhappy, please inform me and I will go over and accompany her."

Shin Wangjin paused slightly in his hand. The next moment, he calmly found the cup and poured milk in, and then said lightly: "Why do you think I'm impatient or unhappy?"

"I don't know." Qianxing said, "I just raised such a possibility. I know you still have such a little conscience for Yibo, but to be honest, I don't have confidence. I am also good for Yibo."

When Shin Wangjin heard this, he sank his eyes slightly and said lightly: "I want to know too. So why not wait and see together."

After saying this, Shen Wangjin hung up the phone directly.

He put the milk into the microwave, waited for the time to heat up, and stood there quietly, staring at the slow-turning time knob.

Perhaps in Qianxing's eyes, at this moment, his conscience is like this knob, turning around and passing by little, and eventually it will be consumed-

"bite!"

In a minute, the knob has returned to its origin.

But he was still standing here, and his mood seemed to be calmer than before.

Shin Wangjin turned on the microwave, took out the milk inside, and walked out of the kitchen with it.

He handed the milk to Zhuang Yibo and said lightly: "If you don't even drink milk, then I may have to leave."

She was still unresponsive at first, but when he said the word "leave", her eyes suddenly moved slightly, and she finally slowly raised her head and looked at him.

The next moment, she finally slowly reached out and took the glass of milk he handed over.

But probably because the same posture had been maintained for too long, the glass of milk had just reached her hand, and suddenly it turned over uncontrollably and sprinkled all over the floor.

Her face turned pale in an instant, and she hurriedly lowered her head to catch it, but she only picked up an empty glass.

She was stunned again, staring at the large pool of milk on the ground, her hand holding the cup couldn't help but exert force, and then...

Shin Wangjin saw all her reactions.

Then he took the cup in her hand, turned around and walked back into the kitchen, found another cup, and warmed up a glass of milk and walked out.

This time, he handed the milk directly to her lips.
Chapter completed!