Chapter 240

When Ji Zhengting came out of his stepmother's room, it was almost eleven o'clock. After a long time of persuading his mother to drink a bowl of porridge, he had no appetite.

The housekeeper had been waiting outside, ready to prepare food for him at any time. Seeing that he came out, he came up and asked, "Sir, the food is hot. Here you are..."

"No more." Ji Zhengting interrupted the housekeeper. He was very tired and wanted to go upstairs.

After that, the housekeeper said, "Miss Song came down just now, but after standing at the door for a while, she went up again. She didn't seem to be in a good mood and didn't eat."

Ji Zhengting just stopped, didn't say anything, and continued to go upstairs.

This time, instead of going back to the second bedroom to wash, he directly pushed the door into the master bedroom. In the bedroom, song Qingcheng is tidying up his things in the cloakroom. The big problem is that he has to spend time outside.

It's good to be out of sight!

When she came out of the cloakroom with something, she saw the man in front of her. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her heart was full of mixed feelings.

There was a layer of heat in her eyes. She did not dare to look at his eyes. Although he disguised the helplessness in his heart very well, she could clearly feel that he was in a dilemma and he was helpless.

"For what?" He glanced at what was in her hand.

Song Qingcheng gritted her teeth and said, "I've had enough of your wonderful family, so I want to move out."

That's all she can say. Because she knows that Ji Zhengting may not be able to tell her to move out. Even if he could say it, she didn't want to be driven out.

With that, she was about to leave with her things. However, from his side more past, a heavy wrist, and then, fell into a wide solid arms.

Ji Zhengting can't help but put her in his arms. When she can't see herself, he frowns and looks disappointed.

Song Qingcheng's heart was shaken, as if the most vulnerable defense line at the bottom of his heart had been touched, and his eyes became moist as soon as he was out of control.

He didn't say anything, just hugged her. She also does not say, also does not return to embrace him, so quiet in his arms.

Two people, this position for a long time.

"I'm sorry to embarrass you again." In the end, it was song Qingcheng who broke the silence.

Ji Zhengting only felt a pain in his heart. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then sighed slowly. He gently moved her out of his arms and saw that her eyes were moist and her face was tight.

It was the first time he saw her tears in her calm. Although she was very fragile, she never showed it in front of herself.

He raised his hand, put the long hair on her face behind her ears, and solemnly said to her, "I'm sorry, I should tell you."

She shook her head. "I shouldn't have said so much just now. It caused your mother's heart disease to recur."

She bowed her head, full of remorse.

"She's mad at me. It's none of your business." Ji Zhengting fondly rubbed her head.

"So you'd better kick me out. So she can have a little balance in her mind

This time, he shook his head. "I'm not going to kick you out. Besides, my mother didn't agree to send you back to your mother's house for a few days. Besides, the old lady won't agree. "

"I'll talk to grandma." She is serious. After that, she has to take action.

To be honest, she doesn't want to stay in this family.

"Must we go?" Ji Zhengting took her.

Song Qingcheng nodded.

"Tomorrow, then. You're staying at school for two days. I'll wait for you at the school gate on Christmas Eve. " Ji Zhengting doesn't force her either. After all, she can't find happiness in this family.

The most important thing is that it will be Christmas in two days. At that time, he can take her out to relax.

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

"Go on holiday."

He is still in the mood to go on holiday, but song Qingcheng is obviously not in the mood, "forget it, I have to go to work."

Even without today's incident, she still has the photo gate issue to deal with and has no time to play.

"There are still tasks to be done?" He guessed for himself.

She thought for a moment and simply nodded.

"What's the difference?" He asked.

"Thirty flowers." She picked up a number. It's Christmas in two days. Thirty bunches of flowers won't sell.

Ji Zhengting nodded and did not speak. Song Qingcheng thought he believed it, but heard him ask, "is it possible to have a rest if you sell 30 bunches?"

She nodded.

I can't sell it anyway!

Ji Zhengting knew, "go to bed early, I go to wash."

"You still eat." She held him.

"No, I have no appetite."

"No, you just got out of the hospital. You have to eat."

"It's very late." He really can't find the taste, just want to be quiet for a while."I didn't eat either..." She looked at him pitifully.

Ji Zhengting has nothing to do with her. I know that she said so in order to make myself eat more.

"I'll ask the housekeeper to heat up the millet and pumpkin porridge cooked in the evening. You go to wash first." Song Qingcheng saw that he didn't speak, so he thought he was acquiescent and left the room in high spirits.

Ji Zhengting looked at her after, and the depression in his heart dispersed.

……

When Ji Zhengting came out, he had already smelled a faint smell of rice. It was the housekeeper who brought the food upstairs.

"Come and eat it. The millet porridge is very thick tonight." Song Qingcheng talked to him at the dining table and served him porridge.

Ji Zhengting wiped his hair and went to sit down.

It's quite rich and light.

Song Qingcheng in order to show that he is not deliberately to accompany him, so he began to eat.

He also picked up chopsticks and ate with them.

Song Qingcheng tangled in his heart, do you want to tell him about the photo door?

If he doesn't say a word, he always feels sorry. But if he says a word, does he just feel indifferent?

"That I have something to tell you In the end, she decided to talk to him. After all, this kind of thing has something to do with his reputation.

"Well." He gave a low reply and went on eating.

"You already know about the photo gate, don't you?" If he didn't know, she didn't think it was possible, but he didn't mention it

"Well."

Still very calm attitude.

“……” His reaction, on the contrary, let song Qingcheng no time to respond, "this matter, I will find out, I hope it will not affect you."

"No

“……” Song Qingcheng's heart sank and he knew that he didn't care at all.

I didn't have any appetite, and I didn't want to eat any more in a moment.

"Eat more. You've lost weight recently."

Someone, like a nobody, brought her vegetables.

"I'm full." She put down her chopsticks.