He JiaРІР‚в„ўs pretty face turned red as she glared at Ye Chen: "WhatРІР‚в„ўs so great about jumping."
Saying this, He Jia squatted down, hands behind her back.
Ye Chen sat on the sofa teasingly watching He Jia, with a playful look on his face.
He JiaРІР‚в„ўs looks were already above 95 points, and her figure was even more slender.
Although she had lost some of the youthfulness from her student days, she carried a lady-like charm.
She often watched streamers do squats, seeing her do frog jumps was even more sensational than squats.
He Jia made a leap, jumping about half a meter.
Ye Chen counted with a smile.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
He Jia often sat in the office and wasnРІР‚в„ўt usually very active.
So after jumping five times, her legs started feeling a bit numb.
When she jumped for the sixth time, her supporting leg didnРІР‚в„ўt stand firm.
"Oh no!"
At this moment, her foot slipped, and He Jia painfully fell to the ground.
Ye Chen panicked seeing this scene.
Originally, he just wanted to joke, not expecting an accident.
He hurried over: "Are you okay?"
He Jia held her ankle: "I think I sprained my foot."
Ye Chen carefully picked up He Jia: "LetРІР‚в„ўs go to the bedroom, IРІР‚в„ўll take a look."
"Mm, okay."
Ye Chen carried He Jia to the bedroom, placed her on the bed, and carefully checked.
Seeing that He JiaРІР‚в„ўs ankle was already swollen, Ye Chen said, "Let me give you a massage."
Ye Chen had just acquired Basic Medical Skill, and a treatment plan was already in his mind.
"You know how to massage? Maybe we should go to the hospital."
He Jia obviously wasnРІР‚в„ўt very confident.
"DonРІР‚в„ўt worry, IРІР‚в„ўm really good at massages."
Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs hand gently pressed on He JiaРІР‚в„ўs ankle.
"Hiss!"
He Jia let out a painful groan.
"It hurts a bit at first, just bear with it."
At this moment, He JiaРІР‚в„ўs bedroom door was opened, and a woman walked in with a young man.
"Little Song, please come in, haha, thank you for driving me back, come in for a cup of tea."
"Aunt Li, itРІР‚в„ўs no big deal, IРІР‚в„ўm friends with He Jia, this is a small favor." A handsome young man said with a smile.
"Oh, how considerate you are, if our Little He could marry you, sheРІР‚в„ўd be so lucky."
Noticing the shoes at the door, Li Qing smiled: "Little Jia must be at home, IРІР‚в„ўll make some good food for you, you have to eat at home."
When Li Qing placed the shoes, she was taken aback.
There was a pair of menРІР‚в„ўs shoes at the door, she kept this in mind and said to Song Ming, "Ah-Ming, you sit and rest in the living room for a while, the girl might be in the bedroom, IРІР‚в„ўll go call her."
Li Qing said as she went upstairs, just as she was about to knock, she suddenly heard her daughterРІР‚в„ўs voice inside.
"Be gentle!"
"YouРІР‚в„ўre hurting me!"
Inside the room, Ye Chen was giving He Jia a foot injury massage.
Initially, it did hurt, but what shocked He Jia was that the pain gradually subsided, and she even started feeling comfortable.
"How is it? Feeling better now, right?"
"Yes, Ye Chen, youРІР‚в„ўre amazing, it did hurt a lot at first, but now not only does it not hurt, it feels very comfortable!"
At the door, Li QingРІР‚в„ўs face was livid.
He Jia had always been very conservative and obedient, she never imagined her daughter would do such a thing.
Most importantly, her future son-in-law was sitting in the living room.
Li Qing coughed once and knocked on the door: "Little Jia, are you in there?"
He JiaРІР‚в„ўs expression changed slightly: "Uh oh, my mom is back."
Ye Chen, speechless, said: "What are you afraid of, weРІР‚в„ўre not doing anything bad."
He Jia quickly got up, trying to walk.
Though it still hurt a bit, it felt at least walkable.
"Mom, just a minute."
He Jia came to the door and opened it.
Seeing a man in her daughterРІР‚в„ўs room, Li QingРІР‚в„ўs face completely fell.
"Who is he?"
He Jia quickly explained: "Mom, this is my friend, we..."
Li Qing glared at He Jia: "Alright, no need to explain, Little Song is here."
"What is Song Ming doing here?" He JiaРІР‚в„ўs eyes showed displeasure.
"How dare you say, a girl bringing a guy to the bedroom, itРІР‚в„ўs so unbecoming."
"IРІР‚в„ўm not a child, and we didnРІР‚в„ўt do anything."
"You didnРІР‚в„ўt do anything, I heard it all."
The mother and daughter whispered their argument.
Ye Chen explained hurriedly: "Auntie, He Jia injured her foot, IРІР‚в„ўm helping her treat it."
After hearing Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs explanation, Li Qing let out a sigh of relief.
She originally thought her daughter was already...
Li Qing, Ye Chen, and He Jia went to the living room.
Seeing He Jia, Song Ming quickly stood up.
But seeing Ye Chen beside He Jia, his expression slightly darkened.
However, seeing Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs DiDi Brother work uniform, his cautious expression eased significantly.
"Little Jia, I didnРІР‚в„ўt know you had company." Song Ming smiled.
Li Qing quickly explained: "Our Little Jia injured her foot, a friend of XiaoqingРІР‚в„ўs brought her back."
Song Ming hurriedly and with concern went to He Jia.
"Little Jia, your foot got hurt, why didnРІР‚в„ўt you call me, I could take you to the hospital."
He Jia glared at Song Ming: "Why should I call you, are we that close? My foot is fine now, no need to go to the hospital."
Song Ming, somewhat embarrassed by He Jia, still forced a smile.
"Little Jia, Ah-Ming is concerned about you, how can you talk to him like that." Li Qing quickly said from the side.
Song Ming smiled: "Auntie, itРІР‚в„ўs alright."
He looked at Ye Chen: "Thanks for bringing He Jia back, IРІР‚в„ўm Song Ming, the general manager of Huanyu Hotel, if thereРІР‚в„ўs anything you need help with, feel free to ask me."
Ye Chen nodded: "IРІР‚в„ўm Ye Chen, a DiDi driver!"
"A DiDi driver? Oh, thatРІР‚в„ўs nice!" Song MingРІР‚в„ўs face showed a teasing smile.
Li Qing, hearing Ye Chen was a DiDi driver, her expression turned noticeably worse.
A big hotel manager and a DiDi driver, in Li QingРІР‚в„ўs mind they werenРІР‚в„ўt on the same level at all.
Li Qing had already made up her mind, if there was really anything between Ye Chen and He Jia, she would have to separate them.
"Ah-Ming, donРІР‚в„ўt listen to that girlРІР‚в„ўs nonsense, at least have a cup of tea before you go." Li Qing said, pulling Song Ming to sit on the sofa.
Li Qing went to make tea, the atmosphere in the living room was a bit awkward.
Ye Chen and He Jia sat together, Song Ming sat opposite them.
"Being a DiDi driver must be tiring, early to late work!" Song Ming said, trying to make conversation.
"ItРІР‚в„ўs not tiring, always interacting with different people, itРІР‚в„ўs quite interesting."
"Yes, I really envy you, you see, even though I make millions a year, itРІР‚в„ўs exhausting, managing hundreds of people at the company daily, busy with a pile of things, tired like a dog." Song Ming sighed.
Song Ming seemed envious of Ye Chen, yet every word flaunted his status.
Ye Chen smiled: "Stop deceiving yourself, a dog is happier than you!"
Song Ming: "..."
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