Ning Suyi only realized this time, how he was confused and fell into his trap.

Sooner or later, Jing heard the sound of opening the door and never went out to see it. Later, he didn't hear anything else. He came out of the kitchen and found that Ning Suyi was still standing in the center of the living room, looking dazed.

He smiled and said, "It's back. The supper is almost done. Do you want to take a break before eating, or eat now?"

After recuperating for more than a long time, he looked much more energetic, with red lips and white teeth. He might have taken time to get out to get his hair done. His hair looked more refreshing and cleaner than in the morning. Wearing a white T-shirt and gray sweatpants, his thin and skinny wrists, a hand-woven red rope, Ning Suyi looked familiar.

Ning Suyi couldn't help but ask questions in her heart, but she restrained her emotions and did not show any responsiveness: "Why did you come in without saying hello?"

Jing Chi said: "I said hello, I sent you a WeChat message."

Ning Suyi paused, took out her phone from her handbag, and opened WeChat. There were indeed two unread messages. Maybe she was too busy to check.

Posted forty minutes ago, she was still in the company at that time.

Jing Chi: "I asked Assistant Liang, you don't work overtime tonight. I'm making dinner now, come to my house for dinner?"

Jing Chi: "Why go to your house to cook, so that you won't run up and down."

Ning Suyi grabbed a point from the two WeChat messages and asked him: "When did you ask Liang Sui?"

Her schedule was updated in the afternoon. She originally planned to work overtime, but she was too tired and couldn't hold on, so she asked Liang Sui to move the evening conference call to tomorrow morning.

Jing Chi heard her subtext, did not hide it, and explained sincerely: "When I left your company in the morning, I was about to leave Assistant Liang's WeChat, and sent a message to her in the evening."

Ning Suyi held the corner of her lips and looked at him with a smile, thinking to himself, as if that's true, he's quite honest.

Jing Chi pursed her lips and spoke in a tentative tone: "You won't blame me for bribing the people around you, do you? Don't take your anger at Liang Shuo for this. I won't inquire about anything else, I just care about your personal situation."

He was extremely calm. Since he said chasing her, he also clearly let her know how he did it. As he said, always pay attention to his position and will not bother her.

Of course, Ning Suyi believed that he could do it and also trusted Liang Sui, and she would not disclose anything else.

So, Ning Suyi stopped asking questions and went upstairs to change into home clothes, a light yellow long-sleeved shirt with milky white loose trousers, rolled up her sleeves, and her exposed forearms were thin.

She took off her wrist hair rings, tied up her ponytail, and went to the kitchen to wash her hands.

Back in the dining room, Jing Chi had already brought the prepared dishes to the table. The casserole was filled with crucian carp and tofu soup, which was so white and fresh that it was fragrant. A handful of scallions were sprinkled with chopped coriander. The other two dishes were refreshing cold-smoked vegetarian shredded, and the other was stir-fried pork with mushroom slices.

Two bowls of rice were placed in front of each person, emitting white heat.

Ning Suyi pulled open the chair and sat down. He saw Jing Chi took another clean bowl and served her a bowl of crucian carp soup.

As he moved, his slender and thin white fingers swayed in front of her eyes, which was really hard to ignore the eye-catching red. Ning Suyi took a sip of fish soup and asked casually: "I seem to have seen the red rope on your wrist somewhere."

It is a very old style, made of four strands, and two beads are attached to the end of the rope at the interface.

Jing Chi turned his wrist and said with a smile: "You made it yourself, can you never see it?"

Ning Suyi's movements of drinking soup were obviously stagnant. In my impression, the memory of braiding was traced back to high school.

At that time, the girls in the class liked to tinker with some handicrafts, such as knitting scarves, knitting hand ropes, and stacking stars and paper cranes. She was no exception.

But she was not proficient in manual crafts and often seemed clumsy. She had manual craft classes when she was in elementary school, and most of her homework was completed by Jing Chi.

I first learned to knit scarves, but after knitting two rows, I tied them together. I had to remove them and start over. Halfway through knitting, I found that the more I knitted, it became narrower and narrower, unlike scarves, but like belts.

Only the braids were still pretty decent, but after knitting two, she lost interest.

Jing Chi said he didn't dislike her and was leaving.

She didn't like her own bracelet for a while, and took it down while taking it, throwing it into the trash can. As for the one Jing Chi, I haven't seen him wear it before, now...

The bracelet is brand new and has no trace of fading, and is the result of proper storage.

Ning Suyi's eyes flashed, and she no longer looked at his wrists. The fish soup she swallowed was tasteless for a moment.

Since Jing Chi stated that he wanted to chase her, he no longer concealed the hidden love he had hidden in the past. Anyway, the window paper had been pierced, and he didn't mind piercing the hole in the layer of window paper even widened, and even lifting the entire window.

Ning Suyi couldn't escape or avoid it. After thinking about it, she could only use a layer of unmoving mask to maintain her calmness.

The two of them had a quiet meal, and the atmosphere was not awkward.

After dinner, Jing Chi was responsible for cleaning up the cups, dishes and dishes were put into the dishwasher. After pressing the start button, he took out the cherries and strawberries from the refrigerator, washed them and put them into glass bowls, and handed them to Ning Suyi.

He sat down next to her, half an arm away from her, not too close or seemingly alienated.

Anime is playing on TV, a very old movie, "Inuyasha", but Ning Suyi unexpectedly likes watching it very much. She has watched it many times, and she starts from scratch every time she watches the complete episode, and she doesn't feel tired of it.

This episode happened to be when Kikyo died. Inuyasha hugged her and kissed her under the blue and purple nebula.

Ning Suyi immediately covered one eye, unable to bear to look at it, and looked very much, and said, "I remember that every time I saw this, the Kikyo Party and the Kagome Party would quarrel in the barrage, saying that Inuyasha was not kind to kiss her ex-girlfriend in front of her current employee. Some people said that Kikyo was going to die, she had suffered for two lifetimes, just a kiss to say goodbye, so there was no need to be too serious."

Jing Chi didn't pay attention to watching the anime, just watched her. When she heard this, she was a little funny: "What do you think?"

Ning Suyi turned her head and looked at him. Before she could speak, she stuffed a strawberry into him. She took it with her hand and said vaguely: "I, Kagome, have a little heart attack."

Jing Chi leaned his head against the sofa and laughed loudly.

After only about twenty minutes of one episode, Jing Chi accompanied her to read for two episodes and went back to his home.

Ning Suyi turned off the TV and went upstairs, took a shower, dried her hair, and sat down to take care of her skin, Jing Chi sent a WeChat message.

Jing Chi: "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll come up to make it for you, so you can sleep a little longer."

The subtext is that I will brush my fingerprints and unlock the lock tomorrow morning. When I enter your house, I will tell you in advance, but it will not be considered "breaking in without permission."

Ning Suyi mechanically patted the toner on her face, her eyes were a little frozen. From the morning conversation to the moment, she never felt a trace of reality, as if she was soaked in warm water, as if she was stepping on cotton.

Everything depends on intuition.

After a moment, Jing Chi sent another message: "If you don't answer, I'll act as your default."

Ning Suyi lay on the bed and shared in the group that Jing Chi was chasing her. She also posted a few words about Jing Chi's resignation in the morning, wanting to hear what they said.

Zou Qianen: "Isn't this good?"

Ye Fanshuang: "I think it's good too. He told you not to do more, so you can let it go. If you are moved one day, you will follow him."

Ning Suyi didn't want to hear this. She said: "But now when I get along with him, I always feel at a loss. I always hold a thread in my heart, and it's hard to completely relax."

Ye Fanshuang: "It can understand, but there is no solution."

It's so understandable. She imagined herself that her good brother who had been raising for more than 20 years suddenly changed to a suitor and showed her aggressiveness towards her. She may not be as calm as Ning Suyi.

Ning Suyi: "I asked you to give me some advice, but you told me that there was no solution?"

Ye Fanshuang: "I dare not make any more random ideas. I understand. No matter how many we say, it will be a fool of ourselves. You should solve the problem between you."

Ning Suyi: "Ha, then don't inform Jing Chi. Did you reveal that Brother Jing Ting? I only mentioned it to you and Qian En."

Zou Qianen responded at the right time: "I haven't disclosed it."

Ye Fanshuang: “…”

What's going on? How can my brother betray her?!

Ye Fanshuang surrendered: "Okay, my fault, but I really don't want to tell him the subjective intention, it's him... Oh, forget it, I won't defend myself."

Jing Chi is not as simple and harmless as he seems. He is very high in rank. She is not worried about him. She begins to worry about her good sister Ning Suyi.

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The next morning, Ning Suyi had a rare night of sleep, and when she woke up, she felt refreshed.

After washing up, she went down to the first floor and there was a simple meal on the dining table in the dining room. She looked around but couldn't see Jing Chi.

The phone rang at this time, and a message came in: "Fu Mingchuan urgently needed a piece of information. I have to go to the company to scan it for him. Let's go first, you can eat slowly."

Ning Suyi finished breakfast and went to work in the company.

This was the case for several days.

The two of them could have a meal together at times. Most of the time, Ning Suyi was busy working overtime and making do with dinner in the company. There was no other progress.

The only thing to say is that Ning Suyi gradually adapted, and only the straightforward eyes that Jing Chi occasionally showed made her feel a little uncomfortable.

That evening, Jing Chi took time to go to Roman Sega and delivered something to his second sister Jing Yunqiao. The old lady told her that she could not refuse.

When he came out of Jing Yunqiao's office, he met Wen Xuan.

Wen Xuan told him to wait for a while, and brought him a paper bag, which contained his black sweatshirt, exuding a clean and clean scent.

Jing Chi lowered his eyes and looked at it, and did not pick up the paper bag, his tone was neither salty nor light: "I bought one of the same ones, I won't want this one, I'll throw it away for me."

Wen Xuan's nose was sore and her eyes were hot. She slowly retracted her hand, clasped her fingers tightly on the edge of the paper bag, and grabbed a series of thin folds.

It was like being slapped by someone.

Jing Chi didn't plan to take the clothes she had worn. Even if she maintained the politeness of an adult, she should take them first and then find a corner where no one was thrown away. But he just looked in front of her...

She knew that there was a determination to let her get out of trouble.

Jing Chi was not too much and said indifferently: "Thank you for sending me home that day. As for the others, I don't think there is anything to say between us."

In the past few days, Wen Xuan's mood is as gray as the smog day outside, and even the design drafts are difficult to mobilize any positive emotions. At this moment, she completely felt a sense of decay that was crushed by reality.

Jing Chi nodded, said goodbye, and turned around and walked into the elevator.

Wen Xuan looked at his back and her vision gradually blurred. She turned her back and wiped the corners of her eyes, and then she returned to the clear light. She sat back on the work station with a paper bag in her arms, and she no longer thought about polishing the design draft.

When she got home from get off work, her best friend prepared the ingredients for cooking hot pot at her house and asked her why her face looked so ugly and if she had a cold.

Wen Xuan shook her head and said nothing. She pushed open the door of the room on the east side of the living room, entered the cloakroom, opened the wardrobe, took out the sweatshirt from the paper bag, held it up with a clothes hanger, and hung it next to a men's suit jacket.

That haute couture black suit is also from Jing Chi.

Because the ironing is flat and covered with dust bags, it still looks new even after years of the past.

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DiDi, I'm here, good afternoon—
Chapter completed!