Su Zi was startled by him.
It turned out Qi Cheng would indeed get angry for Ji Yunhuan.
Just like Bai Liyan said, Qi Cheng really had feelings for her.
After all, she was still a young girl. Facing Qi Cheng’s anger, Su Zi didn’t dare say anything more and walked out with her things.
Qi Cheng leaned against the desk. Finally, he couldn’t hold back and lit a cigarette for himself.
In the smoke, his handso profile looked cold.
Su Zi carried her luggage and walked into the garden. Then she stopped and looked at Ji Yunhuan, who had co out with her. "If you have sothing to say, say it quickly."
Ji Yunhuan looked at Su Zi’s cold face and proud little expression and said sincerely, "I’m sorry about your brother."
She apologized to Su Zi because of the deep guilt she felt for Su Molang.
Hearing her apology, Su Zi looked away coldly. "Don’t you think your apology is ridiculous? If you really felt sorry, you wouldn’t be seducing Qi Cheng here. Qi Cheng is my brother’s best friend, and you... a woman who married him for money, you don’t deserve to be with Qi Cheng!"
Ji Yunhuan was rendered speechless by Su Zi’s words.
That’s right!
She was with Qi Cheng for money.
Yet she still hoped Qi Cheng would treat her differently.
Su Zi was also holding a grudge. After all, she had been infuriated by Ji Yunhuan before. Seeing Ji Yunhuan silent because of her, she suddenly felt she might have gone too far.
She hurriedly walked out of the garden with her luggage, coincidentally eting Chencheng at the crossroads.
He was wearing a hospital gown and slippers, his hair covering his eyes because it hadn’t been cut for too long.
But judging by his appearance, it seed he was intentionally waiting for her here.
Su Zi snorted. "Aren’t you going to accompany your Ms. He? What are you doing here?"
Chencheng raised his arm to cover his lifted lips.
Su Zi frowned, realizing he was smiling, and beca extrely angry. "Are you laughing at ?"
"I heard you argued with my sister that day?"
"Your sister is just a..." Su Zi stopped halfway, realizing Chencheng didn’t like others talking about his sister. After all, the first ti they t, she got slapped for this, so she stopped.
She glared at Chencheng, a bit hating herself. She obviously hated Ji Yunhuan so much, but she found Chencheng beautiful and cute.
He was so beautiful that no one could bear to hurt him.
Seeing that she held back from cursing Ji Yunhuan, Chencheng decided not to hold her accountable for what she said in the garden.
He looked at Su Zi. "Are you leaving because of my sister?"
"So what if I am?" Su Zi said coldly.
Chencheng pressed his lips together, his voice gentle. "The painting from last ti isn’t finished. Are you planning to leave it just like that?"
"Anyway, there’s soone to paint with you. Do you still need ?" Su Zi snorted disdainfully.
"She doesn’t paint as well as you."
These words made Su Zi feel much better. She carried her luggage and followed Chencheng to his place.
Seeing that her painting hadn’t been touched and was still the sa as last ti, she looked at Chencheng beside her and rubbed his hair. "Little thing."
The physical contact made Chencheng unconsciously turn his face away. If one looked closely, they would find his ears turning red.
They hadn’t thought much about it when they had been together before. However, this ti, the incident made the atmosphere between them a bit delicate.
Seeing him like this, Su Zi didn’t expose him. She sat down beside him. "Considering how well-behaved you are, I’ve decided to finish this painting for you before I leave."
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"Sir is back!"
At nine o’clock in the evening, Ji Yunhuan had a blanket over her legs, sitting on the sofa reading a book.
The female housekeeper’s voice echoed in the living room.
After that day, Qi Cheng had been on a business trip for a week.
He wanted to give them so ti to calm down and make the atmosphere between them less awkward.
Early winter had just set in, and the weather was getting colder by the day. Qi Cheng, just arriving from the airport, was wearing a black coat. After entering the house, he quickly took off his coat, gloves, and scarf. Seeing Ji Yunhuan sitting on the sofa, he walked straight over. "Reading a book?"
After a week of not seeing each other, they both looked much more normal than they had a week ago.
Ji Yunhuan nodded. "Just reading casually. There’s nothing much to do anyway."
Qi Cheng sat down beside her. "Have you eaten?"
She nodded. "And you?"
"I have eaten."
"So, you still want to eat." She understood what he ant.
"Yeah, plane food, you know." He sat down, looking aggrieved.
All along, Qi Cheng was not the type who liked business trips. He didn’t even like leaving ho. You could tell by how well-equipped his ho was that he was a real hobody.
Because almost nothing outside satisfied him.
For example, food.
After spending ti with him, Ji Yunhuan understood his habits.
His standards for food could be described as bizarre.
To be honest, before the collapse of the Ji Family, Ji Yunhuan was also quite picky. But even at that ti, compared with Qi Cheng, she had to admit defeat.
Take eating bean sprouts as an example. He would remove the cores from the sprouts. If he missed one, he could not only taste it but also have his mood for eating affected.
Ji Yunhuan had seen once, he left the un-decorded sprout aside without eating it. Later, when Ji Yunhuan talked to him, he was indifferent.
But the female housekeeper understood his quirks well. She scolded the maid who picked the bean sprouts after the al and deducted her salary. Only then did Ji Yunhuan learn about his habit.
So, how could mass-produced plane food satisfy this master?
"Then let soone cook it! What do you want? Make a list."
"I want to eat what you make."
"..."
His serious expression made Ji Yunhuan choke. "Well, let’s not joke around."
Ji Yunhuan never offered to cook for him.
She believed she wasn’t capable of satisfying Mr. Qi and didn’t want to humiliate herself.
The female housekeeper said, "I’ll go!"
Even when Qi Cheng wasn’t ho, everything in the house was prepared according to his standards. So the ingredients were all ready, and it wouldn’t take long.
"Go ahead!" Qi Cheng relaxed. He looked at Ji Yunhuan, who seed relieved. "What’s so nervous about asking you to cook a al? Can’t you cook?"
"I can cook, but I have no confidence in eting your standards."
"Try when you feel like it. I’ll eat whatever you make. I’m just afraid there won’t be a chance in the future." Once divorced, they would be from two different worlds.
Ji Yunhuan glanced at him, not wanting the hard-earned peace to be disrupted, and changed the subject. "Was it tiring outside?"
"Not bad. Just always worried, fearing that when I ca back, you would be gone." He was afraid she would leave before he returned.
"I’ll go check if the food is ready." She put down the book, threw off the blanket, stood up, and walked to the kitchen.
She found that Qi Cheng always said things that left her unsure how to respond.
He thought it was fun to tease her like this and tug at her heartstrings?
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