The man heard this and still ignored it.
Su Shaoqing couldn't hold it in any longer and took back her hand helplessly.
"I've never seen someone as stingy as you."
Zhuli pushed the suitcase to the stairs, put away her belongings, turned to look at him and asked, "What do you want from me?"
"Of course I want you to help me plan my future career development path!"
When Su Shaoqing mentioned this, his eyes lit up.
He had long heard that Zhuli was very good at marketing artists themselves, so he lowered his worth and was willing to work in a small media company.
Zhuli walked to the bar, poured a glass of water, and took a sip.
She raised her eyes and looked at him, "Do you have any ideas?"
"Well, of course I do."
Su Shaoqing waved his finger and moved out his father with a proud look on his face.
"Just say that I am the young master of Hengli Group, so no one dares to go against me."
He put his hands on his chest and expressed his thoughts very confidently.
Zhuli looked at him with a clear and dark look, whether he should say anything or not, this young master really had no brains.
"Don't reveal your identity for now. I will send the rest of the templates to your agent later."
"Why?"
Su Shaoqing stepped forward to ask in confusion.
She put down the water glass in her hand and was about to go upstairs when she heard his question and frowned.
He stared at him blankly and said seriously: "Young Master, this is your gold medal to avoid death."
“You never know how malicious a stranger can be, so be smart.”
After speaking, she raised her hand and patted his shoulder.
Then I went upstairs in slippers.
"Take these inexplicable people away from me."
After Zhuli left, Jing Huaizhi started to speak.
Su Shaoqing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes silently turned to the bodyguard standing in the living room.
It was completely black.
He grinned and said to himself: "Aren't you afraid of having illegitimate fans?"
Master bedroom
Zhuli just walked in and realized that she had forgotten to take her suitcase on the stairs.
Just as he was about to open the door and go out to get it, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.
The man stood tall and tall, holding the light green railing box lightly with his long knuckles.
"Is he gone?"
she asked curiously.
Jing Huaizhi nodded and stepped in with one long step.
As soon as the man let go, the light green railing box ran forward for a few meters due to inertia before slowly stopping.
He wrapped his hands around Zhuli's slender waist, and his hot breath came closer and closer.
She also hugged his neck, and her white fingers dug into his black shirt with familiarity.
"What are you doing?"
Jing Huai said jokingly.
"I'm playing with fire."
Zhuli stood on tiptoes and kissed the corner of his mouth.
He groaned and pointed his finger at the tip of her nose.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you sure?"
dong dong dong
There was a gentle knock on the door.
Jing Huaizhi had actually heard it a long time ago, and he could guess who would knock on the door at this point.
"I'll... open the door."
She broke away from his passionate kiss soberly.
"I'll go, you rest."
He pushed her back to sit on the edge of the bed, turned around and walked to the door.
The back of the hand with protruding veins squeezed the door handle, and the door opened with a little force.
"Dad, is mom here?"
Sure enough, he knew who was coming to disturb his good deeds.
Her thin lips parted slightly: "Not here."
Jing Youyou hugged the stuffed bear, obviously not believing it.
The small body squeezed through the arms and squeezed into the bedroom.
"Dad, lying will make your nose grow longer."
After saying that, she took off her shoes and lay down on the bed.
"Mom, my aunt asked me to watch a horror movie with her just now. Youyou was too scared to sleep alone."
The tip of Jing Youyou's nose felt sore and she looked at Zhuli with tears in her eyes.
Zhuli refused and pulled the quilt that only covered her waist to her chin.
"Then Youyou can sleep here."
At this time, a man standing at the door raised a wry smile, then shook his head and closed the door.
After Jing Huaizhi came out of the bathroom, Zhuli was telling Jing Youyou a story.
At this time, Jing Youyou was obviously asleep.
She closed the storybook and unexpectedly met the man's eyes.
"Youyou is really well-behaved. I think I'm very lucky."
The corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, like a blooming rose, bright and brilliant.
"She's lucky, too."
What Jing Huaizhi said was incomprehensible, and Zhuli couldn't understand it for a moment.
She tilted her head and looked up at him, thinking he was going to say something else.
"Go to sleep."
After covering himself with the quilt, he turned off the night light.
Zhuli moved slightly, placing her arms across his strong waist.
"What did you mean by what you just said?"
"Want to know?"
Jing Huaizhi turned over and raised his hand to brush the broken hair from her forehead.
In the bedroom with the lights turned off, he could only appreciate the woman's confused expression through the moonlight shining in from outside.
"Can you say it?"
Zhuli did not choose to answer, but threw the question to him.
After a few seconds of pause, the man's magnetic voice lingered in her ears: "Go to sleep."
Her heart seemed to be pulled back and forth by some force, and her fantasy was ruthlessly broken by reality.
He closed his eyes in disappointment.
next day
"Get up and go somewhere with me?"
Zhuli hadn't woken up yet, and a voice kept ringing in her ears from the side of the bed.
She was so angry that she pulled the quilt over her head, but was pulled away in less than a second.
"What are you doing!"
Her tone was very impatient. In her world, anyone who disturbed her sleep was her enemy.
Now this enemy is Jing Huaizhi.
The man's expression remained unchanged and his voice had no warmth: "You don't want to know the answer."
"Follow me now."
When Zhuli heard these words, his eyes widened suddenly.
In an instant, there was no sleepiness at all.
I hurried into the bathroom to change clothes.
The black Bentley parked in the suburbs. The driver took a deep breath and turned to look at the passenger: "Can you leave?"
"ah?"
"sure."
She pursed her lips and answered his strange question in confusion.
Why can't she walk if she has good arms and legs?
The man's tall figure stopped in front of a tombstone.
A beautiful woman suddenly appeared in Zhuli's pupils. The woman in the photo was smiling and seemed to have no worries at all.
"she is?"
"Youyou's mother."
As soon as Jing Huaizhi stepped into this cemetery, his mood was extremely low.
After hearing this answer, her whole body trembled slightly.
But when she took a closer look, the name clearly engraved on the tombstone brought her back to her senses.
Jing Yuqing
"She is my sister."
His expression slowly darkened.
Zhuli's red lips opened and closed, but she couldn't form a complete sentence.
It turns out that she is no one's stand-in.
It turned out that she was the only one he loved from beginning to end.
She slowly approached him, her raised arm finally falling on his cheek.
"I have a big responsibility for her death, so I recognized Youyou before things escalated."
"I just hope Youyou can grow up healthy and happy."
