Going ahead - 1149 No doubt

Looking at the safe that was only the size of a4 paper, Dou Yifan hesitated and stretched out his big hand. Such a small safe did not require many people to move it. Dou Yifan could take the little guy out of the house alone.

Just as Dou Yifan's finger was about to touch the safe, he subconsciously retracted his palm. He suddenly realized that it was very unwise to take the safe away.

Whether to bring it or not is really a dilemma.

Just as Dou Yifan was in a dilemma, the doorbell downstairs rang. Dou Yifan, who was shocked, quickly stood up. Unexpectedly, his head hit the desk heavily, and a dull collision sounded. The unexpected collision made Dou Yifan suddenly panic. While crawling outside the desk, he wanted to hold the backrest chair. But the more he panicked, he became more and more messy. Dou Yifan, who was supported by the chair, fell into a solid state with the others and the chair. The chair fell on the floor with a "bang", making an unconcealable bump. Dou Yifan, who was panicked, rubbed his head, climbed under the desk and pressed the button, intending to restore everything and go out.

"Hey, why are you here?" Just as Dou Yifan pushed the backrest chair and carefully checked if there would be any exposed area, a shocked voice rang behind him.

"Uh! I... I just saw the wardrobe door open, and it seemed that wind was blowing in here, so, so I came over and took a look. Xiang'er, why are you getting up?" Hearing this question, Dou Yifan frowned weakly. After a while, he turned around and looked at Shi Yunxiang, stammering and explaining the reason why he appeared in this hidden secret room. Seeing that there seemed to be nothing strange in the study room, Dou Yifan calmed down and walked towards Shi Yunxiang.

"Is there a wind? Did I open the window just now? No, Dezheng told me not to open the small window of this study. Yifan, pinch me, am I sick again?" Hearing Dou Yifan's words, Shi Yunxiang looked at the small skylight with thick curtains in confusion, and looked back at Dou Yifan. Then, she hesitated and stretched out her palm and shook it back twice under her nose. She still pulled Dou Yifan's palm up and wanted him to test whether she was in a dream.

"Xiang'er, I... a fool, I've closed the window just now. It's okay, you're still having a fever, go to bed and lie down!" Seeing Shi Yunxiang questioning her consciousness seriously, Dou Yifan felt ache and couldn't help but hold her palm and walk outside.

"Yifan, can you promise me something?" Shi Yunxiang, who was placed on the bed by Dou Yifan, was always a little confused, looking confused. After lying down on the bed, Shi Yunxiang suddenly pulled Dou Yifan's arm and refused to let him leave, and begged in a low voice.

"What's the matter? Tell me! As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree to you." Dou Yifan touched Shi Yunxiang's forehead and found that it was still hot. Shi Yunxiang's constitution was weak and soaked in the cold lake for a while today. Although she took antipyretics, her body temperature could not be lowered at once. Dou Yifan felt a certain sense of guilt about Shi Yunxiang's current situation. Although he took Shi Yunxiang to the shore of Weiming Lake to face the reality today, the starting point for Shi Yunxiang's accidental fall into the water was also good.

He had never expected it at all, but now looking at Shi Yunxiang who was burning in a daze, Dou Yifan felt uncomfortable. Today, Shi Yunxiang fell into the water and was caught by him and cried loudly. The pain that had been deposited in the deepest heart was released to a certain extent, but it also consumed a lot of her physical strength. At this time, Shi Yunxiang was weak and weak, pitiful, and that was not something that Dou Yifan could refuse. Even if Shi Yunxiang wanted Dou Yifan's life at this time, Dou Yifan would probably not frown.

"Yifan, can you not tell Dezheng what happened just now? I don't want him to know that I opened the window again, he will worry about me." Shi Yunxiang pulled Dou Yifan's arm and begged pitifully.

"Ah? OK, OK, I will definitely promise you and I will never tell him, okay?" Hearing Shi Yunxiang's request, Dou Yifan's little heart hanging in the air suddenly fell down. He agreed without thinking about such a good thing he wanted. He originally wanted Shi Yunxiang to keep it a secret for him, but he didn't expect Shi Yunxiang to be more nervous about the study than him. Judging from Shi Yunxiang's nervousness, Shi Dezheng also attached great importance to this small study.

"Okay! Hang it on the hook, it will not change for a hundred years!" Hearing Dou Yifan's answer, Shi Yunxiang raised a beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth and stretched out her fingers to him very childishly.

"Well, pull the hook and hang it!" Dou Yifan breathed a sigh of relief and handed his finger to Shi Yunxiang.

After comforting Shi Yunxiang, Dou Yifan quickly went downstairs and opened the door for Zhao Peihong, who was standing outside the door with a suspicious look. Facing Zhao Peihong's inquiring gaze, Dou Yifan looked at her lazily without intending to explain anything. Zhao Peihong, who had just taught her a lesson, closed her mouth tactfully, and walked into the kitchen with the Coke and Lao Jiang in her hand.

"I'll do it!" Seeing Zhao Peihong peeling ginger clumsily, Dou Yifan, who was following behind her, stepped forward and took the tools in her hand and planned to cook a bowl of ginger soup for Shi Yunxiang.

"She is so happy! Such an excellent man really loves her!" Seeing Dou Yifan serving the ginger blocks equally clumsyly, Zhao Peihong sighed with emotion on the cabinet door.

"Is that true?" Dou Yifan asked indefyingly. For Zhao Peihong's ambiguous words, he would not be so stupid that he would come up and be beaten. In Dou Yifan's eyes, the "such an excellent man" in Zhao Peihong's mouth should refer to Shi Dezheng, and Shi Dezheng is also the one who truly loves Shi Yunxiang. This is beyond doubt. Whether in front of Zhao Peihong or Shi Yunxiang, this is something that must be emphasized without doubt!

"Yes! He is handsome and considerate. Where can I find such a good man?" Seeing Dou Yifan's expressionless face, Zhao Peihong decided to add some firewood to burn the fire a little more.

"What exactly do Deputy Director Zhao want to say? I am a rough man and I don't understand such profound words. If Deputy Director Zhao can say something human, I still don't mind communicating with you!" Hearing Zhao Peihong's words, Dou Yifan's face darkened, and the back of the knife in his hand slapped the ginger block on the chopping board. The broken ginger block splashed out some juice, spraying it on Zhao Peihong's black suit, looking a little eye-catching. After putting down the kitchen knife, Dou Yifan looked at Zhao Peihong, a woman who was not afraid of death, and said such unhuman words in a very cold tone.

"I...hehe, the Coke is boiling, put the ginger slices in first! It's not good to cook it for too long!" Dou Yifan's indifference made Zhao Peihong realize that the young man in front of her was not something she could control at will. There was no way, so she had to laugh dryly and swallow the words she originally wanted to sarcastically mock Dou Yifan back into her stomach.

"Hmph!" Dou Yifan hummed a monosyllable from his nose in a cold manner, too lazy to pay attention to Zhao Peihong, a woman who runs a dyeing workshop with three-point colors.
Chapter completed!