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There was a mess on the wooden floor, and when someone was pushing and shoving without paying attention just now, most of the neatly placed books fell to the ground, piled up in a mess, and piled up in a mess.

It happened to be right behind them, and it almost hit the two of them.

The left side of Ji Cen'an's lower lip was stained bright red, and the skin oozes a little blood. It was bitten by the other party, and it looked extraordinarily "chic".She didn't care, as if she was unconscious, she didn't even frown, sick and obsessed, as if she had done nothing wrong.

This man was arrogant, he underestimated Nanjia's sullenness, he was used to this kind of scene on the verge of the forbidden border, and he pushed the waves irresistibly by nature: "It's too late, I can't get out."

Nanjia's face sank like stagnant water, and his eyes seemed to lose temperature.

"go out."

Ji Cen is as stable as a rock: "You won't want me to leave."

I no longer follow along, but I am still stubborn when I get to this point, I don’t have the past when enough is enough, and I have been challenging the bottom line from beginning to end.

Nanjia was surrounded by low air pressure, and his face was sharp: "Don't understand?"

Dare to act boldly, Ji Cen'an greeted her anger directly, and continued: "Don't always hide and deceive yourself and others."

Nanjia opened his mouth coldly: "It's useless for you to teach me."

Ji Cen'an said, "Yes, I'm not qualified."

Unprecedented, Nanjia spoke in an extremely ugly way: "Don't be an eyesore here."

Ji Cen'an turned a deaf ear to her, looked at her pale face, thoughtfully, and stood still.

Nanjia first turned her face away carelessly, her eyelids drooped, and half of her figure was against the direction of the light, hiding in the hazy haze.

There was no sound in the house, and the implication was terminated.

The beam of light that trapped the dust into a column deflected quietly, passed through the eaves and windows, passed through the rows of bookshelves, and finally cut a clear line between them, hitting the corner of the wall dimly.

Ji Cen'an didn't pay any attention to it, just let it go after listening, and looked at Nanjia silently for a while, and when he had seen enough and got bored, he restrained himself and said, "I don't listen to you either."

After saying that, he turned sideways, raised his slender and straight legs, and stepped out.

Liu Nanjia stood on the spot alone, resolutely and without looking back.

Not unfeeling, but the lethality is not small.

Feeling uncomfortable, Nanga's chest rose and fell in disorder twice. With the sound of footsteps going away, his expression became more and more embarrassing, and there was a shameful resentment that was almost stripped of his dignity.

The back of Nanjia's ears was red, and the heat flowing in his meridians was scalding, churning with precarious sensitivity, capricious.

Before it was time to go to work, Ji Cen'an didn't leave, and just stayed on the sofa in the living room after messing with him.

Different from the rebellious and unruly one in the study room, Ji Cen'an has become the same as before when he entered the study room. He doesn't like to communicate, is steady and reticent, doesn't get along well with anyone, and has an attitude of being difficult to get close to.

Zhao Qihong and the others found out that she had come out, but none of them stepped forward, and when they sensed something unusual, they all stayed away to avoid getting involved.

The leader, Zhao Qihong, winked at the helpers, suggesting what to do, and don't go there for nothing.Everyone understood, and hurriedly continued the work at hand, working diligently in and out.

After a cup of tea, two young helpers went into the study to tidy up. Under Zhao Qihong's order, they went in to take care of the scene.

Tidy up the desk, rearrange the bookshelves, return all the fallen objects to their original places, and clean the floor quickly.Even though the study is very clean, it still needs to be cleaned again, just a formality.

At this time, Nanjia was no longer inside and went upstairs.

The computers on the desk had already been shut down, and the important information had been put away.

The sun was scorching, and the sun shone on the slanting branches, so that all the gray shadows could not be hidden, exposed in the clear real world, showing nothing.

Because of this quarrel, the rest of the day seemed less enjoyable, something was missing, and there were more inexplicable troubles, which was extremely frustrating.

The black pen could not be put back in its original place, and Ji Cen'an took it away if Nanjia didn't keep it.

It doesn't mean to be stingy to take it back, but to take it away for safekeeping—anyway, Nanga will definitely not want to touch this thing in the short term, seeing it upset.

Adhering to the consistent "considerate" style, Ji Cen'an maximized his ability to put himself in the situation, put the pen into the satchel, and threw it in casually regardless of the value of the thing.

There was an empty space in the pen box, Nanjia was very gloomy, and his face has not improved.

Secretary Jiang, who came to deliver the documents, was apprehensive. Seeing that the boss was holding a copy of the document and hadn’t responded for a long time, he was unavoidably nervous. Something went wrong.

Nanjia's work is strict and has always been a high standard. It really seems like he will get angry and fire people at any time.

Secretary Jiang's heart was in suspense. After holding it in for a long time, he couldn't take it anymore. He tentatively called out: "Boss, is this not done well, or is there a problem that needs to be revised?"

But Nanjia put down the document and said without emotion: "No, it's fine."

Secretary Jiang was at a loss, unable to figure out whether it was true or ironic. He looked at Nanjia, observed it for a while, and said curiously: "Is it because the budget part is not good enough? It's too general. Please type it back and ask the bottom to check and fill in the details? "

"No need, this is enough, it should be more concise." Nanjia said, and then noticed the small thoughts of his subordinates, his face sank again, he was not very happy to be treated like this, his voice cooled down a few degrees, serious and serious Strictly told, "If you feel that there is something insufficient in the future, first screen and confirm it before giving it to me, don't ask only after handing it in."

Secretary Jiang nodded: "Yes, I understand."

It became more serious for no reason. Nanjia said: "This is the basic requirement."

Secretary Jiang replied: "I won't do it again next time, sorry."

Nanga: "Words are not enough to do."

Knowing that he shouldn't be troublesome, Secretary Jiang complained secretly, and said in his mouth, "I will definitely correct it."

Nanjia threw away the documents and waved his arms to signal Secretary Jiang to go out, feeling uncontrollably upset.

Under the influence of someone, it is very difficult to suppress the temper.

Secretary Jiang took the order and withdrew again and again with the documents in hand, lest he would be reprimanded if he was too late.Standing there felt overwhelming pressure, and couldn't stand the boss's terrifying deterrent force.

Nanjia was indifferent, and when the people walked away, he raised his arms and slowly rubbed the center of his eyebrows with two fingers.

When he caught a glimpse of the empty box that hadn't been thrown away from the corner of his eye, he couldn't restrain his black face again, with an indescribable expression.

The cup of coffee on the table was always full, and it was left untouched after it was brought in until it turned from hot to cold.

The efficiency in the second half of the day was extremely low, and basically nothing was accomplished. It was planned to go to the company, but it was canceled in the end, and the dinner meeting with the investor was also delayed—the investor notified in advance to change the itinerary, and changed it to It's not a temporary decision here to get together again the night after tomorrow.

The whole afternoon, the sun was shining brightly and the sun was shining at 37 degrees. The strong light made the leaves of the trees glow with oil. The plants in the backyard that had been carefully cared for were all wilted, half dead and lifeless. The soul will return to the northwest.

The villa in Beiyuan is not hot and can withstand the scorching yellow sun, but the upstairs and downstairs are still empty, with two points of fireworks missing, as clean as if no one lived here.

Ji Cen'an disappeared around one o'clock and went to work in a beverage store.

The Cold War was broken, followed by a period of intense heat.

The long-standing crux cannot be resolved with just two disputes, and mutual attitudes will not change because of face-to-face questioning.

Freezing three feet does not happen in a day, and the problem is not formed in a day or two, and those words are all angry words, which are not very useful in reality.

What's more, Ji Cen'an's partiality is too blatant, he only picks what is beneficial to him, and never mentions cause and effect.

It was a real mistake to slander Nanjia at the beginning. It has nothing to do with Nanjia's reluctance.There is no way to clear up the things she has done. For example, she was a real bastard back then, she tied Nanjia up for a while, made things difficult for Nanjia several times, and tried every means to make Nanjia choose herself... This must be admitted, and it cannot be denied .

Ji Cen'an did this on purpose, as he did at that time, first stalemate for a while, and then provoke the other party to explode, knowing that he couldn't do it.

Make it clear that you need to find fault, so as to ease the situation in the opposite direction.

In fact, Nanjia also knows that he is very familiar with this method, but reason is one aspect, and emotion is another aspect.

No one can accept such a confession, it is equivalent to being stripped of everything, leaving nothing.

Sometimes it is very contradictory. I am deeply trapped in it, can't help but sink, can't escape, and at the same time feel disgusted, knowing that it violates the principle, and every step I take is a negation of myself.

Nanjia is a proud person. Since he was a child, he has been the kind of unconventional outstanding character, self-disciplined, capable, excellent everywhere, and a proper child of heaven.She was not gay at first, she didn't have that concept, she consciously liked the opposite sex, and never doubted about her sexual orientation, until she met Ji Cen'an, a rich second generation who didn't seek to make progress and had nothing to do.

It seems that there is really no reason to talk about life. After all, they should not be the same people. The reasonable course of Nanjia's life should be a stable winner in life, rather than being involved with Ji Cen'an endlessly.

Whether it was getting together with a woman or following a series of outrageous actions, it was obviously not in line with Nanga's own expectations.

The window paper that was stolen from the bell was pierced, and it was not just as simple as the pride being smashed.

It was really comparable to sticking a sharp knife into the flesh, stabbing it into the bone, and then twisting it tightly.

This time the injury was deep, and it really didn't matter.

Unlike the previous departures, Nanjia didn't leave here, but she didn't plan to talk to Ji Cen'an, and didn't show good looks.

At the end of the holiday, the business in the beverage store is still sluggish. In the evening, I can see a few students, and the later the night, the less I have to do.

Ji Cen'an left the store at nine o'clock, and Chen Qirui left the cleaning work alone.

Chen Qirui had no objection, he was too idle and wanted to exercise more.He casually asked, "Is there a personal matter?"

Ji Cen'an took out his phone and looked through it, and said, "Well, I have to go back early."

Not knowing what she could do, Chen Qirui threw an unwrapped mint candy into his mouth while putting on his apron, and threw two to Ji Cen'an as well.

"What are you doing so early, are you looking for a friend, or is someone from your family here?"

Ji Cen'an went on to answer directly: "See my roommate."

Surprised for a moment, Chen Qirui stared: "Roommate?"

Ji Cen'an: "Yes."

"When did we find it? Why don't we know?" Chen Qirui grabbed a rag and didn't know anything about it, so he was kept in the dark. "Aren't you renting a house alone?"

For the purpose of prevarication, Ji Cen'an's statement to the outside world has never changed: she rents a house by herself and lives alone.

Facing the question, she didn't blush, and explained: "I changed another place and found someone to share."

Chen Qirui asked: "Local?"

Ji Cen'an: "You don't know."

"It's also..." Chen Qirui agreed, and he didn't want to be entangled in other people's lives, so he reminded her before she walked out the door, "Don't be late tomorrow, it's time to get paid."

Beiyuan sent a car to pick him up, and took him away with bodyguards.

Just after arguing during the day, it is impossible to lie peacefully on the same bed at night.Ji Cen'an was very self-aware, and spent the night in the living room to make do, not even taking a step on the stairs.

Nanjia came down for a while, and saw this tall figure far away at the end of the aisle.

Their eyes met in twos and fours, and their eyes met for a moment.

Ji Cen'an lazily raised his eyelids, and stared straight at that side, without any hesitation.

Nanga pursed her lips tightly, showing no intention of coming over.

stop here.

Nanjia turned around, the light at the other end of the corridor went out, and everything fell into darkness.

Ji Cen'an still looked at that place, his eyes intertwined with the pitch-black night and blended into it.

The next day was cloudy with light rain.

Nanjia started before Ji Cen'an, and went out first.

Staying up late at night, Ji Cen'an slept soundly, curled up on the sofa and didn't hear the slightest sound. When he woke up naturally later, he realized that Nanjia had left for the company after seven o'clock.

Zhao Qihong was also left behind. Originally he was the main driver, but from now on, Nanjia's exclusive driver has been replaced, and the driver's seat has no place for Butler Zhao. This time, he has really become a full-time housekeeper.

Zhao Qihong was implicated and suffered innocently, but he was not absolutely innocent.He has to intervene himself, and it's a bitter fruit for him to take care of other things.

The instigator himself didn't feel any sympathy for this, and when he woke up, he found Zhao Qihong guarding the side like a ghost. Ji Cen'an gave him a meaningful look and asked, "What about her?"

Zhao Qihong was bitter in his heart, but his face was ordinary, and he said perfunctorily: "What would Miss Jiang Can have for breakfast?"

Ji Cen'an only cares about one thing: "Please housekeeper Zhao, please be accommodating and do me a favor."

Zhao Qihong hesitated to speak, a little embarrassed.

Ji Cen'an didn't look sideways, just looked straight at him.

For a moment, Zhao Qihong still bowed his head, sighed helplessly, and whispered to Nanjia about today's itinerary, giving an overview.

After listening to every word, Ji Cen'an stood up and thanked him.

Zhao Qihong said: "It's nothing."

Ji Cen'an said carefully: "It's hard for you to do."

Quite a few, but I also understand what I am doing,

Zhao Qihong didn't say anything, not knowing how to respond.

Ignoring his hesitation, Ji Cen'an asked about other things, and instead tried his best to instruct Zhao Qihong to investigate the matter for him, including the Shaw Group and Huang Yannian.

This is no problem, Zhao Qihong can do it, without any hesitation, he agreed immediately.

Ji Cen'an came closer, knowing that this scumbag would tell the truth later, so he lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "You can tell her about this, and you don't need to talk about the previous ones, and it doesn't matter if you don't need to talk about some of them."

In the front, I asked those few questions about Nanjia in private.

Zhao Qihong understands everything, so there is no need to warn.

"Hey, Miss Jiang, don't worry."

Ji Cen'an said lightly: "I hope Steward Zhao will take care of you in the future."

There was an illusion of being on a pirate ship, Zhao Qihong was startled, and it took a while to bite the bullet and agree.