Chapter 237 Oil Painting
Due to the different destinations this time, Ailiang did not choose to take the same bus as Ye Qing.
The two were separated at the bus stop.
After a while, Ai Liang got off the car near the high-end community where Fang Xinlei was based on the address in his mind.
As the leading surgeon in Qianhua Market, Fang Donghai will naturally not short of money.
It is natural to live in such a community.
Before heading to Fang Xinlei's community.
Ailiang bought a fruit basket from a nearby shopping mall with the red envelope sent by Yi Wenna.
It is obvious that her leave request was not approved by Yu Xin, so she could only visit this way.
Out of courtesy, Ai Liang also bought a souvenir for herself.
However, considering that there was already a fruit basket, he turned around and bought a diced cake at a nearby dessert shop.
As for whether Fang Xinlei has an appetite to eat, it is not the question that Ai Liang should think about.
As an ordinary student with ordinary relationships, it’s enough to have the meaning.
The doorman explained the purpose of the visit and registered his registration. Ai Liang didn't say hello, but directly rang the doorbell of Fang Xinlei's house...
"who?"
After a while, a hoarse voice came from the electronic doorbell.
"Ai Liang, the head teacher asked me to deliver lesson plans."
Ai Liang moved his figure aside and showed his figure in front of the electronic cat.
With a click, the door opened.
"Come in."
Fang Xinlei, wearing pajamas, bent down to find slippers for Ai Liang.
After changing his shoes, Ailiang walked into the living room.
On the coffee table in the living room, there is another fruit basket that has eaten half a meal.
"Did Kim Ping An come yesterday?" Ai Liang asked, putting down the fruit basket and pastry box.
Fang Xinlei, who had closed the door, was stunned when she heard this, and then a hint of shame and anger flashed across her face.
However, Ai Liang made a special trip to help her deliver lesson plans.
So Fang Xinlei did not say anything with thorns, nor did she deny that the person who gave the fruit basket was Kim Ping An, but just nodded with emphasis: "It's him!"
With this expression and tone, those who didn't know thought Ai Liang was asking her to help identify the murderer.
In order to prevent Ai Liang from continuing to discuss this topic, Fang Xinlei turned around and walked towards the kitchen: "Do you want something to drink?"
Affected by the cold, Fang Xinlei's tone of speaking now is far less sharp than usual.
In addition, with the help of Kim Ping An, she also began to try to learn how to get along with people normally.
So for Ai Liang who helped deliver lesson plans, Fang Xinlei did not ask him to put down his things and leave, but planned to entertain him.
"Just a glass of water," Ai Liang said.
Fang Xinlei took out a cup from the tray, picked up a cup of water in a water dispenser and handed it over.
"Thanks."
Ai Liang took the water cup and thanked him. But he didn't drink a sip and put the cup on the coffee table.
At the same time, Ai Liang pointed to the fruit basket she bought and said, "This fruit basket was bought by Yi Wenna. She wanted to come here in person, but the teacher did not approve the leave."
Fang Xinlei was a little surprised: "You said that this fruit basket was bought for me by Yi Wenna?"
Ai Liang looked at Guo Lan and nodded slightly, saying a good thing to Yi Wenna: "Yi Wenna is just a little stupid, but she is not a bad person."
"I roughly see this."
Fang Xinlei came to the single sofa and sat down, looking at Ai Liang with a little curiosity: "But I didn't expect that you would actually give me lesson plans."
Ai Liang said for granted: "I am the only one in the class, and I am a day student. It is not surprising that the teacher will come to me."
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"But it was beyond my expectations that you would agree."
Fang Xinlei pondered the adjective in her mind: "After all, everyone in the class said you are a... cold person?"
"Watch things through other people's words, then you can't see anything clearly." Ai Liang calmly defended himself.
"The rumors are indeed unreliable."
Fang Xinlei nodded deeply and said, "I thought you would turn around and leave when you handed over the fruit basket and lesson plan. I didn't expect you to come in and sit down."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xinlei suddenly realized that this sentence seemed a bit rude.
So she explained in a panic: "I don't mean that you don't welcome you, I just..."
"Don't worry, I didn't misunderstand."
Ai Liang waved his hand and signaled that he had no misunderstanding.
However, Fang Xinlei was right in fact. Ai Liang really planned to deliver the things to the table and go back.
It was not until Fang Xinlei opened the door and Ailiang saw the fruit basket sent by Jin Ping'an in the living room that he decided to stay for a while.
After Ailiang returned to Qianhua Market, he learned from Mus through the seal that what happened to Qianhua Market during the week he took the joint examination.
It is not convenient for Ai Liang to take the initiative to find him if he doesn't go back to school.
Visiting Fang Xinlei is an opportunity to meet Kim Ping An in a reasonable manner.
Based on Ai Liang's understanding of Jinping An, Fang Xinlei was sick and alone at home. Since he came yesterday, he would definitely come here today.
As for how to infer that the fruit basket was given by Kim Ping An yesterday.
It can basically be inferred based on the degree of rotten fruit peels in the garbage bag.
Just as Fang Xinlei was planning to find another topic, the doorbell rang again.
The right doorbell rescued her from her embarrassment: "I'll open the door first."
After saying that, Fang Xinlei walked towards the door step by step with a crutch.
There is no way, Ai Liang is not embarrassed, she is the one who is embarrassed.
Fang Xinlei looked at the display screen at the door and opened the door without asking any more questions.
Kim Ping'an stood at the door.
Fang Xinlei would ask when Ai Liang rang the doorbell because he habitually avoided the visual range of Maoyan.
And the silly boy Kim Ping An obviously does not have this awareness.
Jin Ping'an, carrying rice porridge and steamed dumplings, suddenly opened his eyes as soon as he entered the living room: "Ailiang, why are you here?"
"The head teacher asked me to deliver lesson plans."
Ai Liang pointed to the file bag on the table.
"Oh...so that."
Kim Ping An nodded, then he looked at the bag in his hand, blushed and waved his hand, "I am, that, I see Xiao Lei, maybe she is at home alone..."
Before she finished speaking, the blood on Fang Xinlei's face quickly spread to her ears. She hid behind Jin Ping'an and knocked his calf hard with a crutch.
Looking at the two of them in a panic and at a loss.
"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense."
Ai Liang calmly took a grape from the fruit basket and threw it into his mouth.
When Kim Ping An and Fang Xinlei heard this, they subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but when they thought of their nervous appearance just now.
They were embarrassed and wished they could use their feet to cut out a three-bedroom and one-living room on the floor.
As if to ease the awkward atmosphere, Ai Liang looked around the living room silently. Finally, he turned his eyes to the oil painting on the wall to actively change the topic.
"Does this oil painting draw you?" Ai Liang asked, pointing to the oil painting.
Seeing Ai Liang taking the initiative to expose this incident, Fang Xinlei slowly walked out from behind Jin Ping'an.
Chapter completed!