11: Wanna go to the movies together tonight?

Zhang Qingning rubbed her eyes and stretched, muttering, "It smells so good! What's for breakfast today?"

When she saw Jiang Feng holding Zheng Yiyun in the living room, a look of surprise appeared on her face, and her steps involuntarily halted.

Hearing the sound, Zheng Yiyun's pretty face flushed crimson, and an inexplicable panic surged in her heart, like a startled fawn.

She twisted restlessly in Jiang Feng's arms, eager to get down.

But Jiang Feng's large hands firmly held her at the points of support, protecting her from falling.

"Mm-hmm."

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhang Qingning, and stammered, "No... nothing."

Jiang Feng was a bit guilty at first, but then he thought, wait, that's not right.

Why the hell am I feeling guilty? I didn't do anything!

Jiang Feng calmly raised his head, looked at Zhang Qingning, and said seriously,

"Auntie Yiyun slipped and sprained her ankle while taking a shower last night. She still got up so early to make breakfast today. It would be troublesome if her injury worsened, so I'm just icing her foot. Sister Qingning, you came at just the right time. I'll continue to ice Auntie's foot for another half an hour, and you go watch the porridge so it doesn't burn."

The self-cultivation of a scumbag: no matter the situation, don't panic, and don't admit anything.

Of course, in Zhang Qingning's eyes, Jiang Feng was a pure, kind, good man.

Upon hearing this, a look of distress immediately appeared on Zhang Qingning's face. She quickly walked to Zheng Yiyun's side, squatted down, gently cupped Zheng Yiyun's foot with both hands, carefully examined the injury, and frowned deeply.

"Does it hurt? Be more careful next time. Wear non-slip slippers when you shower, otherwise it's easy to fall. You sprained your foot this time, what if you hit the back of your head next time! You're such a grown-up, how can you still be so careless?"

Her voice was full of concern.

"It's much better now. I know, I'll definitely be careful next time. Don't worry too much, I just twisted it accidentally, it's nothing serious."

Zheng Yiyun looked at her daughter's distressed expression, and a warmth spread through her heart.

"Then I'll go watch the fire. Little Feng, thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Qingning stood up and patted Jiang Feng's shoulder.

Jiang Feng placed Zheng Yiyun's foot back on his lap and continued to ice it diligently.

He felt the warmth of Zheng Yiyun's skin, the smooth sensation, and couldn't help but let his imagination run wild: a beauty is a beauty, even her feet are so smooth and fragrant.

Zheng Yiyun sat on the sofa, feeling strange and shy.

She secretly glanced at Jiang Feng, only to see him staring intently at her foot, with no trace of impure thoughts on his face, which made her face even redder.

Little Feng is truly a good child, pure and kind, without a single impure thought.

Sigh, Zheng Yiyun, Zheng Yiyun, what exactly are you thinking?

You're not even as good as a child!

She secretly cursed herself.

Thinking this, Zheng Yiyun's gaze secretly drifted back to Jiang Feng. This time, she noticed something was off.

Why does Little Feng seem even more handsome?

Thinking of this, Zheng Yiyun became even shyer.

She secretly spat at herself: Pfft! Zheng Yiyun, you bad woman, with impure thoughts.

Her thoughts drifted far away, contemplating tonight's secret lesson.

Soon, the aroma of the porridge grew stronger, filling the entire house.

Zhang Qingning walked out of the kitchen, a warm smile on her face, and said,

"Come, come, the porridge is ready. Little Feng, how's the icing going? Do you want to eat first?"

Her voice was clear and melodious, breaking the subtle atmosphere in the room.

"Okay, Auntie Yiyun, let's eat first then."

Jiang Feng said, directly picking up Zheng Yiyun, carefully carrying her to the dining room, and gently placing her on a chair.

Zheng Yiyun didn't say a word. Until she was seated on the chair, her face was as red as a ripe apple.

Zhang Qingning came out of the kitchen carrying the porridge. Seeing Zheng Yiyun's appearance, she dropped the porridge in surprise and quickly walked to Zheng Yiyun's side.

"Mom, what's wrong? Why is your face so red, and your forehead sweaty? Are you sick?"

Her face was full of worry, and she even reached out to touch Zheng Yiyun's forehead.

"No... nothing, maybe it's a little hot..."

Zheng Yiyun guiltily lowered her head, not daring to look her daughter in the eyes. Her heart pounded, and she stammered, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

"Good that it's nothing. Wasn't it icing? How could it be hot?"

Zhang Qingning was a little confused but didn't delve deeper. She turned to get bowls to serve the porridge, still muttering,

"Don't do any work these next few days. I'll help out. You need to rest your foot well."

The three sat around the dining table and began to eat breakfast.

The aroma of the porridge filled the air, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Jiang Feng wolfed down the porridge. He still had a lot to do today; not only did he have to deliver porridge to his mother, but he also had to hire a private detective to investigate Liu Ruyan.

"Little Feng, slow down, don't choke."

Zhang Qingning said with concern.

"Mm... mm, I'm done eating. I'm going to take porridge to my mom now. You two eat slowly."

Jiang Feng swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and stood up.

"Sister Qingning, keep an eye on Auntie. Don't let her run around, otherwise, her ankle injury will worsen, and that'll be troublesome!"

Jiang Feng scooped the porridge into an insulated food container but was still uneasy, so he added a reminder.

"Okay, I know! You can go ahead and rest assured."

Zhang Qingning responded with a smile, watching Jiang Feng walk towards the door.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she shouted loudly,

"Little Feng, are you free tonight?"

"Yes, why?"

Jiang Feng stopped and turned around.

Zhang Qingning's face flushed slightly, and she said,

"It's just... it's just that I heard from my best friend that the newly released Avatar movie is really good, and it uses some brand new 3D technology, so I wanted to ask if you'd like to go see it together?"

Her voice grew softer and softer, carrying a hint of shyness.

Zhang Qingning

【Ding!】

【At nineteen, you were a simp, but now you have the desire to change your simp status. Not long ago, you re-established contact with your childhood friend, Big Sister. Now, try to have your first date!】

【Mission Content: Have a pleasant date with Zhang Qingning】

【Mission Reward: 5000RMB】

"Okay!"

Jiang Feng readily agreed. To be honest, he had never seen the Avatar movie in his previous life.

Upon hearing Jiang Feng's answer, Zhang Qingning immediately beamed with joy.

Beside her, Zheng Yiyun's heart was stirred with mixed emotions. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she just felt a subtle discomfort.

She silently lowered her head, stirring the porridge in her bowl. She scooped a spoonful of porridge but delayed bringing it to her mouth, her thoughts drifting far away.

Zheng Yiyun, Zheng Yiyun.

Are you in heat?

Qing Ning and Little Feng are clearly a perfect match, so why am I still unhappy?

Moreover, she was already over thirty, her youth was gone. If she had any improper thoughts about Jiang Feng, she would not only be letting down her best friend but also Qing Ning.

Zheng Yiyun felt that she had no improper thoughts whatsoever!

The pure are self-purifying!

"Do you want to come too?"

Zhang Qingning suddenly looked at Zheng Yiyun, breaking the brief silence.