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"Let's go back." He handed her his coffee cup and strode down the stairs.

"Why don't you come back and live here these days? Was it because he was afraid that they would discover it? Or … Because of her? " The woman chased after him.

"Crystal, you shouldn't have asked. Don't ask too many questions." He did not stop. He put down his loose sleeves and strode into the room.

On the nightstand was a photo of a pair of red-faced men and women huddled together, looking up at the stars.

He extended a long finger, caressed the woman in the mirror, then began to walk away.

"You named me Crystal? I thought … You'll take me for a baby. " Crystal's eyes were red.

The man didn't hear her as he sped up and got on the car.

When the two of them drove back, Jia Yuanqing was even more silent than before.

"Are you sure you want to leave the company?" When Wen Nuan got off the car, she could not help but ask him.

Jia Yuanqing sighed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Chi Jingshen, Gao Yongcheng and the others are all ruthless people, I don't want to be trapped inside. So whether or not I can figure out the recipe, I have to go. "

"Then …" Wen Nuan was also lost, looks like she really needed to find another job.

When he went upstairs, the room was cold and empty. He still hadn't come back yet. She put on the instant noodles she had bought and went into the bathroom to wash up.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Jia Yuanqing was right. If there was no one left here, there would be plenty of people left!

Just as he finished washing up, his phone rang.

She quickly put on her clothes and ran out to pick up the call. The moment she grabbed the phone, she suddenly realised that Chi Jingshen had returned and was standing on the balcony with her arms crossed, staring at the dark sky. Her sleeves were loose at her elbows.

Dark eyes, dark sky, what could he see?

She shrugged, turned down her voice, cut the speaker, and rubbed her hair vigorously with a towel. It was Shen Yan, her usual cry.

"Xiao Wen, you're too audacious, aren't you? How dare you use your mouth to do that for President Chi in the office …"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wen Nuan was shocked, and quickly turned off the noise. He looked at Chi Jingshen, who was slowly turning his head to look in the direction she stood.

"Shen Yan, what nonsense is this?" She grabbed the phone, ran to the bathroom, and cursed.

"I am spreading rumors? The news had spread throughout the company! You came to his office in the middle of the afternoon, ahhh... I really didn't expect this! And you said that you and Han Ting have never … Hey, don't be so angry that your head goes dizzy. You're going to throw caution to the wind, aren't you? Don't be stupid, what kind of person is he? What kind of person are you? If you can't climb higher, you'll fall to your death. Don't be a toy for others, and be smug about it. Listen to me, let me introduce you to someone reliable. It's the one who has been in 'true love', Lin Song. He feels very good to you, and asked me to ask about you. "

"Lin, your head! Don't talk nonsense. " Wen Nuan was both embarrassed and angry, as she pressed the red button heavily.

Damn it, what had she become in the eyes of others?

She angrily rushed out and shouted at Chi Jingshen: "President Chi, hurry up and restore my reputation in the company."

He rolled up his sleeves slowly and grunted.

"They all said …" Wen Nuan couldn't say it out loud.

"Say what?" Chi Jingshen lifted his eyes and stared straight at her.

Wen Nuan stood on her tiptoes and extended her hand towards him. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a fierce word from between her teeth, "He said that President Chi is a good person."

"Tsk …" He snorted and looked away.

Like a wilted flower, Wen Nuan walked weakly to the table to find her instant noodles. But the table was empty, and her lovely instant noodles were gone!

"Hey, where's my noodles?"

"Throw it away." he said without looking back.

"Why?" She glared at him.

"Because I don't like the smell." Chi Jingshen's brows twitched.

Wen Nuan's anger had reached his throat, and slowly was swallowed back. What could she do? Would she be able to rent a house now? No! Then hold it in and rub it on the sofa.

So hungry!

She sniffed and prepared to go down to dinner.

"Where to?" Hearing the voice, he turned around, "Accompany me for a midnight snack."

Eh, if I follow him to eat, who knows how miserably I'll be tricked! Put her under the table at noon, what do I do when I put her in a bowl?

She curled her lips and continued to walk outside. "I'll go eat by myself."

"Wen Nuan, see article 9." He turned around, trying to make sense of the situation.

Wen Nuan was going crazy!

A Han Ting caused her to feel heartbroken. A single Chi Jingshen was enough to injure her self-esteem.

"Are you still going to act for the Chi Family people to see?" she whispered, turning.

"Yes." Chi Jingshen replied indifferently.

"I still want a reputation, can't you be more normal?" Wen Nuan said with grievance.

"Heh …" Chi Jingshen laughed again.

Wen Nuan was enraged by his laughter. Clenching his fists, he said coldly: "If you want to eat, then hurry up. I'm starving, and you still need to use your mind to find someone to act with you."

Chi Jingshen raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "Go outside and push the dining car in."

Wen Nuan was startled for a moment, then quickly opened the door. There was indeed a dining car at the entrance, covered with a silver canopy. She quickly removed the cover, revealing two large bowls of steaming wontons of chicken juice.

It was a very fragrant wonton. How many years had it been since she had eaten such a fragrant wonton? Furthermore, there were three side dishes mixed in cold water. She especially took a picture of a cucumber and bit down on it noisily.

Wen Nuan stretched for 3 seconds, maintaining his eating posture. Suddenly remembering that he couldn't see, he picked up the big bowl and popped it in his mouth. After a while, she finished eating all fifteen big wontons, but her stomach was still half empty.

She looked up disappointedly at him at the far end of the table. There was still half a bowl in the bowl.

Slow, no way! If he was a man, then what was he supposed to do with a gentle manner?

After a moment's hesitation, she took off her slippers, tiptoed to his side, and quietly scooped out a wonton from his bowl.

The whole process was like a slow playback!

When the wonton was in her bowl, she laughed and her whole body began to cheer.

Since he didn't know how many wontons were in the bowl, he might as well steal two more!

Her spoon went in again, and now that he had finished chewing, and the spoon was back again, she pulled her hand away, her heart pounding.