Last time, it was almost a month ago.

That day, he received a call from the front desk, saying that it was a lady surnamed Shi who wanted to see Mr. Qi.

There are countless people who want to see Mr. Qi every day, but there is no appointment, who can let her come in like this? Amu thought for a while, but he just regarded it as an ordinary harassment, and he didn't take it seriously.

About half an hour later, he suddenly remembered that Mr. Qi's nominal wife seemed to be surnamed Shi.

The moment he realized this, Amu instantly counted down his hairs, and almost immediately took the elevator downstairs.

At that time, Shi Yin was sitting in the lobby with his suitcase in tow, staring at the people who came and went in and out of the company's door in a daze.

Everyone was in a hurry, but she was the only one with a wandering gaze. At first glance, Amu felt that she seemed to be in a trance, and when he walked in, he felt that her expression was so sad and helpless.

Amu didn't ask her why she was so embarrassed, but just followed her wishes and asked Qi Jiahe's meaning again, and then sent her to Biwanwan. When she sent it over, Liu's mother happened to be at home and received Shiyin very warmly.

When he returned to the company, he reported the matter to the boss again, Qi Jiahe didn't say much at the time, but Amu could vaguely see that although he acquiesced to Shiyin's residence in Biwanwan, it didn't mean that he accepted her.

At that time, he knew that Shiyin's life would definitely not be easy in the future.

Seeing Qi Jiahe's reaction, Amu became even more determined in his thoughts.

"It's funny, you all think it's not easy for her?" Qi Jiahe sneered, as if he had heard some joke, and a faint mockery appeared on his handsome face.

"I'm an outsider, and outsiders just look at the first impression. Amu said, his voice a little lower, obviously a little lacking in confidence, "Anyway, the first time I saw Miss Shi, I felt that she should not be a scheming woman." ”

"You know again?" Qi Jiahe frowned, his gaze swept towards him coldly, "You want to marry her?"

At this moment, Qi Jiahe remembered Shi Yin's pitiful expression when he looked down on the stairs last night, and he was suddenly a little annoyed in his heart.

If you don't have a plan, you will use this trick?

"That's a good dare, I'm a single person anyway. You agreed, but it depends on whether Miss Shi is happy or not. ”

As if he didn't care about it at all, Amu said so with a twist of heart.

Qi Jiahe didn't respond for a while.

Amu was already covered with cold sweat on his back, and after a while, he heard Qi Jiahe's voice sound from behind him: "Which tendon did you make a mistake today?"

How dare you come to confront him?

Amu gritted his teeth and said stubbornly: "I just think that Miss Shi has lowered her face to show you goodwill, and you still leave people aside, which is not very authentic." ”

Only then did he understand that he was talking about text messages, Qi Jiahe felt a little funny, and sneered lightly: "How to be authentic?"

Amu pursed his lips and stopped talking.

As if he didn't think it was sharp enough to say this, Qi Jiahe paused, and added: "You will help her think about it, can she borrow money from you?"

"Huh?" Amu was stunned for a while, and it took a while to understand what he meant, and asked with some confusion: "Did she ask you to borrow money?"

Qi Jiahe didn't bother to look at him.

The relationship between the two is still so bad, so she opened her mouth to borrow money, no wonder Mr. Qi didn't reply to her text messages.

Only then did he realize how inappropriate his previous behavior was, and Amu blushed, and he didn't say anything again for the rest of the way. After sending Qi Jiahe to the place, he ran away as soon as he slipped away.

The villa is still brightly lit.

Qi Jiahe opened the door, almost subconsciously, and his eyes glanced in the direction of the sofa in the living room.

No one, Shiyin is not there.

He didn't stop and walked straight up the stairs, but stopped abruptly as he was about to step on it.

It was late at night, and there was supposed to be a quiet time when only the insects were chirping, but there was a small sound in the kitchen.

He glanced back and in the direction of the kitchen.

In the next second, the footsteps had involuntarily walked towards the kitchen.

The kitchen door was closed, but the lights were on. From the transparent secondary window, you can see that Shi Yin is wearing an apron, holding a spatula in his hand, and his back is facing the direction of the kitchen door, and he is cooking with his head down.

Qi Jiahe lowered his eyes and glanced at his watch, it was now twelve thirty-three o'clock.

He was suddenly interested, and he felt the urge to see what she was doing.

This thought only passed in a flash, Qi Jiahe raised his legs and walked to the dining table, and sat down in a place where Shi Yin's movements could be seen.

From time to time, the slightest hint of food aroma penetrates into the nasal cavity, which is not a taste, but the smell is very tempting.

After sitting for a while, Qi Jiahe found that he was hungry.

After about five minutes, Shiyin stopped.

She turned around and carefully carried a noodle bowl and was about to come out, through the door through the auxiliary window, she saw Qi Jiahe sitting in the dining room watching her, the whole person was frightened, and the soup in the bowl spilled on her hand, which made her grin.

But despite this, her hand was still holding the bowl steadily. Even until she pushed open the kitchen door and walked out and put the noodle bowl in front of Qi Jiahe, she pulled a piece of paper from the paper box with her free hand and wiped the soup splashed on her hand.

Qi Jiahe watched all her movements coldly, and it wasn't until she raised her eyes to look at him that he said lightly: "Why do you think I will come back?"

Shi Yin pulled out a chair and sat down across from him, blinking at him, "I don't know, I'm just trying my luck." ”

After a pause, she added, "If you don't come back, I'll eat it myself." ”

Qi Jiahe lowered his eyes and looked at the noodle bowl in front of him.

The steaming tomato noodles are red and yellow, fragrant, and sprinkled with a thin layer of chopped green onions, because they have just been sprinkled a little, the bowl is stained with starry pink soup, and peas are dotted among the smooth noodles, which is extremely attractive.

Qi Jiahe got up and prepared to leave.

In the next second, Shi Yin grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Lowering her eyes, she was looking at herself with a pair of clear and bright eyes, her lips opened and closed, and she said in a seductive tone: "Taste it, it's fragrant." ”

Qi Jiahe stared at her for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what it means to do what you like?"

Shi Yin shook his head and said word by word extremely seriously: "I only know how to do my best." ”

People like Qi Jiahe must not have much interest in eating, but what can Shi Yin do?

This is the only thing she can do, with her status and level, if she wants to win the favor of this man, she doesn't know what else to do.

As the saying goes, if you want to tie a man's heart, you must first tie his stomach, try it first, there is no problem, right?