Quick Wear: Please, the host is really dedicated

When Zhou Zhi came out of the toilet, he just saw Gu Chen's back as he left.

"What did you do?"

Ji Shi smiled: "I just caught a small handle on Mr. Gu."

Zhou Zhi looked at Gu Chen's hurriedly leaving back and silently put his hands behind his back: "By the way, did you solve the problem?"

Ji Shi: "Mr. Zhou...what do you mean?"

"Will he continue to make up rumors about me in the future?"

Ji Shi was silent.

can you?

Zhou Zhi already knew the answer without having to continue asking - he didn't know.

Zhou Zhi rolled his eyes at him gracefully, turned around and left, "Okay, I'm sleepy, I'll go back and take a shower and go to bed."

"Okay, do you need me to take you there?"

"Whether you drive me home or not, you're going to use my car to go back to my home. Is it interesting to ask this question?"

Ji Shi shut up.

"You can't even respond to a sentence I say. Each generation is really worse than the previous one."

"Mr. Zhou, it's my fault."

"Okay, it's not nice to talk, so just shut up."

Ji Shi: “Okay.”

Ji Shi helped Zhou Zhi open the car door and did not react to Zhou Zhi's belittlement.

Zhou Zhi got into the car. Ji Shi was not qualified to sit in the same row with her, so she sat obediently in the passenger seat.

The entire journey was speechless.

Zhou Zhi was resting with his eyes closed in the back, Ji Shi was sitting in the passenger seat watching a tablet, and the driver was driving silently in this silent atmosphere where no one would notice if he died in the car.

Zhou Zhixian entered the door first and refused Ji Shi's offer of help. The driver saw Ji Shi's hand being shaken off and simply kept him, saying straight to the point, "Mr. Zhou doesn't seem to like you very much."

Ji Shi had nothing to say: "Indeed."

"Then I advise you to be careful. There are only two ways to stay with Mr. Zhou. Either you have outstanding work ability, or you can get enough love from Mr. Zhou."

Ji Shi did not comment: "Thank you for your reminder."

The driver nodded and drove the car into the garage, leaving Ji Shi with a face full of exhaust.

When Ji Shi returned to the room, all the roses that filled the room yesterday had been cleared away, but there was still a hint of rose fragrance in the air. Ji Shi turned his eyes and saw Zhou Zhi sleeping soundly on the sofa.

"Boss Zhou, go back to sleep."

Ji Shi still remembered the moment when Zhou Zhi pushed him away. He didn't push her away directly with his hands. He could only stand beside Zhou Zhi to see when she would hear his words. After confirming that she would not wake up in a short time, Ji Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Defenses can not do without."

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When Zhou Zhi woke up, his neck was almost stiff and he couldn't move.

I sat up and looked around, and there was only one light on.

Zhou Zhi didn't find his phone, and he didn't know what time it was. His physical fatigue was still obvious, so he simply curled up on the sofa.

"Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Zhi raised his eyes, which had not yet adjusted themselves, and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Ah—you haven't gone back to bed yet?"

Ji Shi walked over and placed the bowl of black liquid in his hand on the table.

Ji Shi stared at Zhou Zhi's face for a while. Zhou Zhi's eyes were clean, but there was a suspicious redness at the end of his eyes. Then he asked without any tact: "Mr. Zhou, are you crying?"

Zhou Zhi was silent.

Zhou Zhi patted him on the back of his head and said, "I won't cry even if you cry. A woman who is as strong as an eagle won't cry easily!"

Ji Shi seemed to understand and nodded: "I understand."

"I just went to the kitchen to see if there was anything I could use to sober you up. I didn't expect there was such a complete medicine cabinet in the back. I made you some hangover soup."

Zhou Zhi glanced at the bowl of "hangover soup" that seemed to be emitting black steam, and she would believe it if it was poison.

Whose hangover soup looks like this?

Ji Shi blew on it and handed it to Zhou Zhi. Zhou Zhi stretched out two fingers and pushed it open.

"I've never seen a hangover soup that looks like this. Are you trying to poison me?"

Ji Shi asked, "This is what hangover soup looks like. Hasn't Mr. Zhou ever had it before?"

I don’t know if it’s because he’s drunk, but Ji Shi feels that Zhou Zhi has been very silent today.

"Mr. Zhou?"

"I just haven't drunk it, what's wrong?"

Xiaojia doesn't know how to cook, and she doesn't think it's necessary. She is used to having a whole day's headache after a hangover, so as long as she can endure it, it's no big deal.

I really didn't expect it to last so long.

Ji Shi's eyes, which were originally looking at Zhou Zhi, suddenly avoided and looked at the carpet with intricate patterns on the ground.

"Are you laughing?"

Zhou Zhi suddenly approached.

It was really suspicious that Ji Shi suddenly turned his head just now.

"Are you laughing at me?"

Why should he!