Zhuli jumped away and glanced secretly at the man leaning on the stairwell.
Cleared his throat, "Okay."
The two of them walked upstairs, but Jing Yuhe walked on the inside and she walked on the outside.
When passing by Jing Huaizhi, she compressed her body desperately to avoid physical contact with him.
The more Zhuli wanted to avoid suspicion, the more he failed.
"Your name is Zhuli, right?"
Jing Huaizhi slowly pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said casually.
Jing Yuhe stopped, his expression a little erratic.
"Brother, do you have anything to do with Lizi?"
Zhuli held her breath, and the hands hanging on her sides were about to pinch her thighs purple.
She squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and looked up at him.
Seeing that he had enough teasing, he stretched out his hand and tugged on his tie, with a calm expression on his face: "It's okay."
After saying that, they walked up the stairs one step ahead of them.
His shoulder touched her accidentally.
After entering the guest room, Zhuli realized where the guest room was?
There is no guest room next to the master bedroom!
Butler Li bent over and said sheepishly: "Miss Zhu, the other rooms have not been tidied up. I feel sorry for you."
She held her chest and coughed a few times, shaking her head slightly: "It's okay, thank you."
After the door was closed, Jing Yuhe couldn't help sobbing: "Lizi, I really didn't want to hurt her..."
Her head dropped lower and lower, and finally rested on her shoulder.
Zhuli sighed deeply, unable to make a decision for the moment.
One is her cousin and the other is her best friend.
He raised his hand and patted her back, then hugged her and sat on the sofa.
"Who's helping you?"
"Secretary Jiang."
Jing Yuhe closed his eyes in pain, tears falling uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.
"Gardenia?"
Zhuli couldn't believe it and had no choice but to ask again.
She said nothing, just nodded.
She doesn't have any deep grudge against Xingyan, right?
Why do you want to attack her?
"She gave me narcotics, but I switched them to laxatives."
"But that glass of juice..."
Jing Yuhe couldn't help but choked up and wiped his tears in embarrassment.
"Brother Jian Zhou must hate me to death."
Zhuli's eyes were distracted and he couldn't connect the two people.
She pinched her eyebrows and asked curiously: "Did she have any issues with Xing Yan?"
This sentence seemed to be thrown into the clouds, and there was no response for a long time.
The atmosphere froze for a moment, then Jing Yuhe raised his face again and said a name that was both strange and familiar to Zhuli.
"She said Sister Ai Ru was helping me."
Seeing Zhuli's face full of doubts, she couldn't help but explain: "Sister Ai Ru grew up with my brother since childhood. They were about to get engaged..."
Speaking of this, she seemed to realize something and suddenly stopped her losses in time.
Zhuli suddenly grabbed her arm and his eyes widened.
Jing Yuhe was obviously frightened by her reaction, and said tremblingly: "What...what's wrong?"
After realizing that she had gone too far, she let go of her hand and flipped her hair awkwardly.
"It's okay, what happened next?"
Jing Yuhe stopped making any sound and leaned forward on the coffee table to take out a tissue.
Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Zhuli wisely stopped asking.
Bringing the topic to Jing Youyou, the two started chatting.
"Then Youyou's mother won't come back?"
She still cared about this woman she had never met before.
A look of regret appeared on Jing Yuhe's face, and when he was about to speak, there was a moderate knock on the door.
The words he was about to say were swallowed hard.
Get up and open the door.
"elder brother?"
Jing Yuhe was a little baffled as to why his ghost always lingered.
Jing Huaizhi had no expression, raised his hand and patted her shoulder: "Go to bed early."
She frowned slightly and said in a somewhat displeased tone: "Brother, I'm over 18 years old, can you please leave me alone!"
He glanced at her and pursed his lips straight: "Just because you're not sleepy doesn't mean others aren't sleepy."
"The dark circles under your eyes have reached your chin. It's strange that your brother Jian Zhou likes you."
Jing Yuhe's expression was twisted and he reluctantly moved away.
"Pear, good night."
As soon as he reached the door, he stopped as if he realized something was wrong.
"Brother, are you..."
She glanced sideways at the expressionless Jing Huaizhi, her eyebrows knitted together.
Zhuli, who was sitting on the sofa, had her heart in her throat: Could it be that she knew?
Was it because she had overreacted just now and caught her attention?
"Call me away on purpose so that Li Zi can work overtime?"
Jing Huaizhi rubbed his eyebrows and smiled mysteriously.
Zhuli: "..."
Seeing that he didn't speak, Jing Yuhe turned around and pushed him to his room.
Then he slowly walked back to his room.
Ding-
There was a new message on Zhuli's cell phone lying by her side.
Boss (due payment version): Come to my room.
She held her forehead and sighed, then knocked on Jing Huaizhi's door like a thief.
Don't dare to use too much force.
The door to the master bedroom was quickly opened, and the man loosened his shirt collar and motioned for her to come in.
As soon as the door was closed, Jing Huaizhi picked up Zhuli.
She hurriedly hooked her arms around his neck, her lips moving slightly but unable to speak.
The man sighed deeply, and his gentle cheek brushed the tip of her slightly cold nose: "When can you give me a title?"
Zhuli rolled his eyes and chuckled: "It depends on your performance."
Jing Huaizhi reached out to lift her chin and kissed her gently.
She could only close her eyes obediently and respond shallowly.
Zhuli's clothes were in a mess at this time, and suddenly she seemed to think of something and pulled away.
"Will Yuhe look for me suddenly?"
Jing Huai's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said in a dumb voice: "No."
A man's mouth is deceptive, and she will not believe his words.
He stretched out his hands to tidy up his clothes, got out of bed and put on his shoes to prepare to go back.
Jing Huaizhi, who was behind him, hugged her waist from behind, with complicated eyes: "Honey, can you bear to leave me like this?"
Zhuli felt like she was a scumbag now, and she was kicked away when she was about to get to the point.
"Can I come back later?"
She settled back and started to deceive Jing Huaizhi in the same way as Jing Youyou.
He also didn't believe her lies.
He closed his eyes slightly, but in the end he gave in first.
Five minutes later, Zhuli saw that the former gentle boss actually climbed in from the balcony behind him.
"I locked the door from the inside and she couldn't get in."
Jing Huaizhi hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder as docile as a little puppy.
Zhuli looked at him with admiration and gave him a thumbs up: "Boss, you are really awesome."
After she finished speaking, she felt as if her whole body had been electrocuted, and her fingertips unconsciously pinched his back.
"Jing Huai's."
She whispered in a trembling voice.
The man above her responded with a half-smile.
"I seem a little..."
"Something?"
Jing Huaizhi's dark eyes were half-squinted and he smiled.
"A little pain?"
Zhuli finally suppressed all the emotions she had brewed up.
Turn your head away from him.
Kinda...love you.
