"Ah, that's not right!" Shan Muyu was stunned for a while before she seemed to think of something, exclaimed, "Didn’t Mr. Ji’s parents say that they rarely come back when they are abroad all year round? How come you go to his house... What a coincidence."

Shan Muyu is Bai Tingxue’s agent, and Bai Tingxue once liked Ji Chengze, so her agent knows some of the Ji’s situation.

Ji Chengze’s father, the last person in power of the Ji family group, took his wife to travel around the world after his eldest son inherited the family business. It is said that he will not return to China several times a year.

So Ji Chengze said before that she would take An Ruixin home to take care of her. Although she did not agree, she didn't have much worry, but what is going on now?

How many times do you not come back in a good year? How long did it take to hit the door?

An Ruixin didn't think much about what Shan Muyu said, but she replied with embarrassment: "There should be something that needs to come back, and it happened to happen."

Shan Muyu tightened her eyebrows, and said nervously: "Then what attitude do they treat you? Did they embarrass you?

"No, they treat me very well."

The expression on An Ruixin's face did not seem to be fake, and it took a long time for Shan Muyu to calm down.

Recalling that not long ago, the two elders of the Ji family drove An Ruixin personally. It really didn't look like they didn't wait to see An Ruixin.

"Then I can rest assured. You worked hard today, and you can still get to work if you hurt your foot. I'll drive you back to Ji's house."

"No, he should be coming soon."

"He?" Shan Muyu was taken aback for a while, before she could ask, a car that both of them were very familiar with had already drove in front of An Ruixin.

The window of the rear seat was lowered, revealing the unsmiling face of the person in the car.

"Busy working?"

An Ruixin nodded, and asked back: "Are you finished too?"

"Well, let's go home."

"it is good."

In just a few short sentences, Shan Muyu could hear a little sweetness of love, and even realized what it means to be ignored from the beginning to the end.

Fortunately, An Ruixin is still somewhat conscientious. After getting in the car, she still remembered her as an agent and greeted her: "Then Sister Shan, I will go first. Be careful on the way."

"Oh, well, you too..." Shan Muyu waved her hand. Before she finished speaking, the car started quickly, but the momentary effort disappeared in front of her, leaving only a string of car exhaust that she was so familiar with. .

Shan Muyu: "..." Do you need to run so fast!

As soon as An Ruixin got into the car, she provoked the topic: "What did you do in the morning? It's the company's business?"

Ji Chengze responded lightly and asked, "Is the work going well today? Will my feet hurt?"

"No, it's going well. My feet are just slapped. After a few days, nothing will happen. You are making a big fuss."

Ji Chengze is noncommittal, and I don’t know if An Ruixin’s words have been heard.

An Ruixin didn’t care either, she swept her gaze to the side, but she caught a glimpse of a small wound on Ji Chengze’s hand, and said in surprise: "What happened to your hand?"

The expression on Ji Chengze's face was stiff for a moment, but he quickly recovered. Turning his face away, he said with a guilty conscience: "Cut the fruit accidentally."

"Cut the fruit?" An Ruixin glanced suspiciously at the person next to him. Is this guy such a careless person? Can you cut fruit?