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During the whole process, his clothes were neat, the buttons on his shirt were not unbuttoned, and Ye Zijing's upper body was already in a half-state state.

The table was covered with the marks of the sweat of the two.

Ye Zijing bit her lip, sat up from the table, and then covered her body with her clothes.

Her shirt had been torn in half by Zhong Ruocheng and turned into rags, and she couldn't wear it anymore.

She sat there, her eyes a little panicked and a little helpless, and her pitiful appearance was a beautiful beauty.

Ordinary men would definitely not be able to control it when they saw it, but Zhong Ruocheng didn't even want to take a second look as if he was not interested in her body.

After Zhong Ruocheng sorted out the belt, he walked directly to the seat, picked up his coat, threw it to Ye Zijing, and said coldly: "It's none of your business here, you can go." ”

Ye Zijing saw that the man suddenly became indifferent and very calm, as if nothing had happened, such a drastic change made Ye Zijing wonder if he had a split personality.

She quietly put on the coat that Zhong Ruocheng gave her.

It was a black blazer, the man's clothes were large in size, and he could wrap his body tightly, anyway, her room was not far away, as long as she made sure not to let the maid see it when she left the study.

Ye Zijing got down from the table, rubbed the joints that were sore by the table, and prepared to go out.

As she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, turned around and glanced at the man with his back to her.

Thinking of what he had done just now, it was as if he was jealous, Ye Zijing was entangled with emotions in his heart, and he wanted to try to say that sentence.

"Mr. Zhong......" After saying these three words, she paused, as if waiting for the man's reaction.

However, Zhong Ruocheng still turned his back to her and didn't say a word.

Ye Bauhinia was courageous, and then said: "What if...... You really want me...... As long as it's not so sudden, I don't think I'll refuse you. ”

God knows why he said such a thing, whether it was a temptation or a feeling in his heart, even Ye Zijing himself didn't know.

In an instant, Zhong Ruocheng's figure shook slightly, and it was not easy to detect.

In between, he slowly turned to look at her, the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile, very evil, and his sexy and low voice floated into Ye Zijing's ears, "What do you think...... Do you deserve it? ”

Hearing these six words, Ye Zijing stood in place, as if he was frozen, completely petrified.

That feeling is like being poured a basin of cold water on your head, and you shiver all over the cold and fall into an endless abyss of ice.

The man's mocking remarks and tone made Ye Zijing want to find a mouse hole to get into for a moment.

In the end, I thought too much about it.

Suddenly, Ye Zijing smiled...... Yes, she smiled......

After a few seconds, she nodded and spoke calmly, "I...... I understand, Mr. Zhong, I will never be sentimental again, I will go back to the room first. ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left the study with heavy and tired steps, and gently closed the door, without any emotion, without any venting, even when closing the door carefully.

After Ye Zijing left the study, all of Zhong Ruocheng's tight strings broke overnight!

As if he had been drained of strength, he sat weakly on the chair beside him, hung his head, sighed, and muttered to himself, mixed with the sorrow of loss, "It's not that you don't deserve it, but ...... I don't deserve it. ”

After saying that, he laughed at himself, leaned back in his chair aimlessly, and looked at the ancient pendulum hanging on the wall, swinging left and right, which also took away his thoughts and brought him into certain memories......

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There was a British chef in the house, a tall middle-aged man, who spoke broken Chinese, but when he spoke English, he spoke a pure London accent, which was very enjoyable to listen to.

As soon as the chef came, Ye Zijing didn't have to make breakfast for Zhong Ruocheng in the morning.

So early in the morning, Ye Zijing packed up and prepared to go to work, she deliberately got up early, wanting to avoid Zhong Ruocheng.

She was just about to leave when Steward He stopped her, "Miss Ye." ”

Ye Zijing turned around and asked blankly, "Steward He, is there something wrong?" ”

Steward He said, "Miss Ye, aren't you eating breakfast?" Today is the chef's first day on the job, and he's looking forward to everyone trying what he's cooking. ”

As soon as he thought of going to the dining room, he would definitely have to eat with Zhong Ruocheng, so Ye Zijing shook his head and said, "No need, I'm going to be late for work, so I'll leave first." ”

Just as Ye Zijing turned around to leave, a man's voice came, "Wait a minute! ”

Steward He and Ye Zijing looked back at the same time, it was Zhong Ruocheng.

As soon as he saw Zhong Ruocheng, Ye Zijing instinctively dodged and turned over.

Steward He said respectfully: "Young Master, breakfast has been prepared, but Miss Ye said that she was in a hurry to go to work, so she won't eat." ”

"Mr. Zhong, good morning." Ye Bauhinia greeted him blankly.

Zhong Ruocheng glanced at him, Ye Zijing was standing there, very quiet, his face was very flat, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"How do you get to work?" Zhong Ruocheng asked suddenly.

"What?" Ye Zijing didn't understand his words for a while.

Zhong Ruocheng continued: "Your car didn't drive back last night, how do you go to work?" ”

At this time, Ye Zijing thought about this matter, her car was not there.

All night yesterday, she was depressed, and she didn't think about it.

However, it was not a big problem, she replied: "I walked out of the villa area and took a taxi by myself, Mr. Zhong, I will go first." ”

After Ye Zijing finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Zhong Ruocheng's voice came again, "Steward He, let the driver take her to the hospital." ”

"Okay."

When Ye Zijing heard the man's words, she immediately turned around and said, "Mr. Zhong, don't bother, I can do it alone." ”

Unexpectedly, Zhong Ruocheng ignored him, but walked directly in the direction of the dining room.

Ye Zijing saw that she couldn't refuse, so she said to his back, "Thank you, Mr. Zhong." ”

Her voice was very polite, without any passion, just a cold and cold explanation, and even her expression was so flat.

But in my heart, I was mocking.

What is he like this? Grace and power are combined? After slapping her, give her another candy?

trampled on her self-esteem so much last night, but this morning he was inexplicably good to her.

Ye Bauhinia is already immune to men's hot and cold attitudes.