Chuang Nai Nai waved. "No, I'll do it myself."
She neatly into the kitchen, all the food out, before eating, but looked at the housekeeper: "Si Zhengting ate it?"
The housekeeper gave her a deep look, "Sir, no appetite."
When Chuang Nai Nai heard this, he was stunned, and then he ignored the hot eyes of the housekeeper, bowed his head and slowly ate his own food.
She knew what the housekeeper meant and wanted her to go upstairs to deliver the meal.
But she felt At this time, when Si Zhengting saw her, his appetite would be even worse?
Forced to eat something, Chuang Nai Nai went upstairs to rest.
These days, two people have been sleeping in separate rooms all the time. Chuang Nai Nai has long been used to sleeping alone in a very empty bedroom. A few days ago, he still felt sweet lying in this big bed, but today he felt lonely.
She took out her mobile phone, flipped through it, and then sent a message to Si Zhengting: "good night. 】
this is also a habit developed in recent days. They say good night to each other every night.
But today's SMS, it seems that no one is destined to return.
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in the study.
Si Zhengting sat on the balcony with a cigarette between his fingers.
In the smoke, his eyes were on the master bedroom. It seemed that he could penetrate the thick wall and see what she was doing.
The cold wind blowing in, let his brain more clear.
But the more clearly understood, the more cold the heart felt.
A few days ago to his own weaving dream, so heartless broken, he actually did not know, how to face zhuangnai.
The mobile phone vibrated twice. He looked down and took a look. It was her good night.
His eyes stagnated for a while, then gently moved away from the mobile phone, and then put the cigarette in his mouth with the tip of his finger, and took a hard puff.
Then, he thought, is the design manuscript stolen by Chuang Nai Nai?
In the morning, that unconditional trust is an instinct.
However, Gu Xingshan's words made him suddenly remember that some time ago, when she was talking with Ding Mengya on the balcony, what design draft had been said in front of her
At that time, he focused all his attention on the following sentence, but now think about it
It seems that at that time, Chuang Nai Nai was on the phone with Gu Deshou, and Ms. Ding was warning her not to be sorry for herself?
He remembered that one day, he looked back home with her. She had been absent-minded since she came out of the family. It seemed that something had happened. Now he wanted to come. Was it at that time that Gu Deshou asked her to make a design draft?
He knew that Chuang Nai Nai was a man with a bottom line and would not steal the design draft.
But
He dropped his eyes again, but his lips were hooked. As Gu Xingshan said, what can't she do for Zhuang's mother?
So many coincidences, so many concealments, and so many directions, let the seeds of doubt take root and germinate in his heart.
Si Zhengting stood up and put out the cigarette end in the ashtray. Then he picked up his mobile phone and called Ji Chen.
Jichen answered quickly, "Sir, the design draft has made some progress. I'm going to report it to you."
When Si Zhengting heard this, his eyes fell on the night far away from the villa. The sky in Beijing has been seriously smoggy for several days. Therefore, the sky is gray and black. Except for a crescent moon, there is almost no starlight.
Distant chain of mountains, quietly dormant in the dark, like between her and him, on the surface, a calm, but do not know when, will suddenly rough.