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Seeing that Ji Xinqing didn't move, Tang Jin opened her mouth and asked, "What's wrong, Miss Ji? Are you unwilling or don't you even know how to cook noodles?"

This man was really rude when he mentioned people!

However, Ji Xinqing could not find any reason to reject, so she could only agree with a heavy heart.

Ji Xinqing went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. As expected, she saw an unopened bowl of noodles.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Xinqing began cooking the noodles.

When the water was done boiling, Ji Xinqing put the noodles and eggs into the pot.

Ji Xinqing's cooking skills could only be considered average.

After cooking two bowls of simple noodles, Ji Xinqing brought them to the living room nervously.

She had cooked the same noodles for him before, but at that time, he had only taken a symbolic sip.

Tang Jin Yao's identity was extraordinary, so he probably couldn't care less about the noodles she cooked, right?

However, Ji Xinqing's worries were unnecessary.

Tang Jinyao seemed to be truly hungry, and didn't care about the appearance of the noodles at all. He lowered his head and began to eat.

His eating style was very elegant. As Ji Xinqing looked at him, she felt that the noodles had become much more delicious.

She also lowered her head and ate her noodles.

After the two finished their noodles, Ji Xinqing returned to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

When the eggs were cooked, Ji Xinqing scooped them up and used the cold water to cool them down. Afterwards, she carried them into a small bowl and carried them to the living room.

"Mr. Tang, you take your time and eat. I'll go upstairs first." Ji Xinqing turned around and left.

"Wait." Tang Jinyao called out to her.

"Is there anything else, Mr. Tang?" Ji Xinqing looked at him in puzzlement.

Tang Jinyao smiled silently as he picked up an egg from the ground. After he finished peeling the egg, he turned to Ji Xinqing and said, "Come here."

Ji Xinqing was stunned for a moment before she finally reacted.

He thought that the other party wasn't full, so he instructed him to cook another egg. It turned out that the other party wanted to use the egg to cover his face …

Meng Qin's mood suddenly became complicated. He had never been so attentive towards her before.

Ji Xinqing pursed her lips as she shook her head and refused, "There's no need, Mr. Tang. I can do it myself."

She walked over to take the egg from Tang Jinyao. However, just as she was about to extend her hand, she was pulled by Tang Jinyao to sit on the sofa.

She was forced into his arms, and Ji Xinqing's ears were quietly burning.

Although his embrace was really warm, but … She allowed herself to indulge for the first time, but not the second.

She reached out and pushed him.

Tang Jinyao frowned. "Don't move."

He directly spread the egg on Ji Xinqing's face, as if he was looking at a treasure, and gently shook the egg.

Ji Xinqing lowered her eyes and no longer struggled.

"Does it still hurt?" Tang Jinyao asked her after she was done preparing the eggs.

Ji Xinqing left his embrace and stood up. She shook her head and said, "It's alright, Mr. Tang. It doesn't hurt anymore. The traces should be gone by tomorrow."

"Then your neck …"

Afraid that he would treat her wounds again, Ji Xinqing lowered her scarf and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Tang, everything is fine."

After pausing for a moment, Ji Xinqing then said, "Mr. Tang, I'll head back to my room first."

He looked at her without speaking.

His gaze was too complicated, and he could faintly see something else. Ji Xinqing did not dare to stay in the living room, so she turned around and went upstairs.

"Ji Xinqing." Tang Jinyao suddenly called out to her.

He always called her 'Miss Ji'. Ji Xinqing's back suddenly straightened up. She didn't even turn her head back as she opened her mouth, "Mr. Tang."

"I can call you in the future …" "Is it new?"

Ji Xinqing was stunned.

His request wasn't excessive at all.

She owed him so much. Logically speaking, he should have long since stopped addressing her as' Miss Ji '.

However, if Ji Xinqing didn't know what Tang Jinyao was thinking of her, she might have been able to calmly accept it. However, right now, it was clear to her that Tang Jinyao was …

How could she be at ease?

Tang Jin slowly said, "Xinqing."

Helplessly letting out a breath of relief, Ji Xinqing still agreed, "Mr. Tang, are you alright? Can I go back to my room now? "

Tang Jinyao chuckled. "Xinqing, do you still want to call me 'Mister Tang'?"

Ji Xinqing lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment before she replied softly, "Mr. Tang, I think this is good. "You are the young master of the Tang clan, this is all I can call you."

Although her words were rather cryptic, they were also a way to remind Tang Yao that he was the youngest son of the Tang Clan in the imperial capital. She wouldn't, and she didn't want, have even more interaction with him.

The only thing she could do was remind Tang Jinyao about the difference in status between them.

Tang Jinyao lightly furrowed her brows before smiling with great interest. "Xinqing, are you trying to draw a clear line between us?" "But do you think that you can draw the line by owing me so much?"

Ji Xinqing was unable to make sense of the situation and didn't want to get too close to him. Thus, she decided to head upstairs.

"Mr. Tang, I will use another method to return the favor I owe you. I'm very tired, so I'll head back to my room first. You should rest early."

'Bang! 'the sound of the door closing could be heard.

Tang Jinyao kept his head held high, but his eyes were filled with confusion.

After a long time, he shook his head and sighed, then followed her upstairs.

Returning to her bedroom, Ji Xinqing called Bai Ran to report that she was safe.

It was already late at night. Bai Ran had just coaxed her into sleep when she spoke in a low voice, "Xinqing, where did you go? Why haven't you come back so late?"

"I … I have something to do tonight, so I won't be going back. Help me take care of little Xiaoshan."

Bai Ran frowned, "You want to spend the night outside? Where the hell are you? "

Ji Xinqing faltered and did not dare to speak the truth, "No, I'm just a friend. Don't worry, I'll hang up first. You should rest early."

"Wait —"

Ji Xinqing hung up the phone.

After a simple bath, Ji Xinqing dragged her tired body to bed.

"..."

Standing guard at the door of Bai Ran's small apartment, Meng Qingrui had been leaning against the car the entire time. On the ground were dozens of cigarette butts that had been burnt to ashes.

It was already past eleven o'clock, but Ji Xinqing still did not return.

Ji Xinqing had gotten divorced, but he could not part with her in this marriage.

In the daytime, he had used the Book of Records to drive Ji Xinqing out of the Meng family. He had really gone a little too far.

Realizing this, not long after Meng Qinguang returned to the company, he still maintained a courteous attitude and decided to have a talk with Ji Xinqing.

However, from three in the afternoon until now, he had waited for more than eight hours!

Meng Qin's patience had long since disappeared after a long wait.

After getting on the car, Meng Qin Guan angrily dialed Ji Xinqing's number.

Ji Xinqing, who was still in a daze, heard the phone ring. She fumbled for a while before she found her phone and answered with her eyes closed, "Hello?"

Hearing her drowsy words, Meng Qin Guan's expression became extremely gloomy.

After waiting for such a long time, he was sure that Ji Xinqing did not return to Bai Ran's small apartment!

That means she spent the night somewhere else!

The anger in his body raged in all directions. Meng Qin roared, "Ji Xinqing, where are you!"

Ji Xinqing turned on the bedside lamp and sat on the bed. When she saw the words "Meng Qin" flashing on the screen, she pursed her lips and looked for a while before softly saying, "Qin Guan, it's so late. What's the matter?"