The Fake Heiress’ Seven Brothers Pampers Her

He Jing smiled and said, "No, I get along very well with Second Brother. I like Second Brother very much."

Mother He finally eased her worried and sighed slightly, "Among all the children, Xiao Ning is the most introverted. We can't change no matter what. Previously, when Xiao Yi was around, he would often talk to her, so the situation was slightly better. If you like him, please trouble him more. I really hope he can be more cheerful."

He Jing nodded slightly and looked at the tightly shut door behind her. Her eyes were bright and full of meaning. 𝙗𝙚𝙙𝒏𝙤𝒗𝒆𝒍．𝒄𝙤𝙢

The two of them talked for a while before He Jing returned to her room because Mother He needed to sleep as she had work the next day.

Mother He and Father He cooperated to turn the sofa into a bed. He Sui sneaked into He Jing's room when the two of them were not paying attention.

He saw He Jing sitting in front of the dressing table and was about to open the drawer to look for a comb. When she heard the movement, she looked up slightly and asked him, "Fourth Brother, what's the matter?"

He Sui leaned against the door and held the doorknob with one hand. He asked curiously, "What happened between you and Second Brother? Why did he come back with you?"

He Jing tilted her head when she heard that. She stretched out a finger and placed it on her red lips. She blinked and said playfully, "It's a secret!"

He Sui immediately pulled a long face and cursed. He glared at her and warned her fiercely, "Let me tell you, don't even think about getting close to Second Brother. He will never care about you. Our hearts belong to Xiao Yi."

He Jing said inwardly, "Oh."

He Jing's expression did not change as she smiled slightly. "It's so late. Aren't you tired, Fourth Brother?"

He Sui was speechless.

He Sui thought, "Alright, I've said my piece. Let's go!"

As he left, He Jing did not forget to remind him, "Please close the door. Thank you, Fourth Brother."

He Sui had originally wanted to slam the door and leave dramatically, but when he heard her words, he was so angry that he was fuming. He turned around and looked at Father He and Mother He who were already lying on the sofa bed. In the end, he did not dare to slam the door. He could only close the door softly, grind their teeth, and raise his middle fingers.

He Jing took off the hair clip in front of the dressing table and went to bed. She obviously couldn't take a shower tonight. After all, she had to pass through the living room to go to the bathroom. By the time she finished washing up, it would be midnight. It would be so noisy that the two adults couldn't sleep. They woke up earlier than the chicken and slept later than the cow every day. It could be said that it was very tiring.

He Jing turned off the lights and lay on the bed. She closed her eyes and couldn't fall asleep. Unable to resist, she sighed and got up from the bed in the dark. She used the moonlight to get the cold oden on the desk.

Just as she was about to eat, there was a soft knock on the door.

He Jing looked at the door in confusion. She walked over hesitantly and opened the door. In the dimly lit doorway stood a figure darker than the darkness itself, and she couldn't even see his face clearly. Then, a plastic bag containing something was thrust toward her. The person at the door turned around and left.

He Jing called out in a low voice, "Second Brother?"

There was no response.

She had no choice but returned to her room. She closed the door and turned on the light. There was a piece of pineapple bread in the plastic bag.

The bread was crumpled, and two pieces of crispy pineapple crust had fallen off. It was unknown where they had come from, but they were very soft.

He Jing's eyes curved into a smile. She put down the cold oden and ate the sweet pineapple bread.

Early the next morning, He Jing felt refreshed. When she went out of her room, she saw He Sui sitting on the sofa and playing with He Xiaoguo. He Ning was preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

The He family's breakfast was made by a few brothers in turn, except for He Xiaoguo, who was not even as tall as the kitchen counter. He couldn't even reach the pot on his tiptoes.

He Jing brushed her teeth and washed her face. She immediately went into the kitchen and smiled brightly, "Second Brother, let me help you."