He couldn't help but open the window again, and let the night breeze blow in, but the night breeze was still hot and uncomfortable, but it made him feel a little better.

He flipped through his phone, except for financial reports and stock quotes, he stared at his phone and didn't know what he could do.

WeChat, Moments, Weibo......

Why did he feel like something was missing in his heart? The whole person is muddy and empty.

He couldn't help but search for Sheng Jiashen's information again, and he couldn't tell why, he wanted to meet this person.

Maybe I can take a look at it tomorrow by checking my body.

On Baidu Encyclopedia, Sheng Jiashen's character relationship has a wife, Zhao Seventeen.

He couldn't help but click into the information of this actress again, she is an artist of Star Entertainment and a female artist under Ye Jing, but his current memory of her is limited to impressions.

Sheng Jiashen watched her information from beginning to end like a fan chasing stars, including her performance experience, life experience, and the final introduction of her works.

"She should be in love with Sheng Jiashen because of the play, right?" He muttered to himself that they had worked together several times, including on magazines and commercials.

"Sir, the bath water is ready." The robot walked out of the bathroom, and there was actually a bath towel on his arm, dutifully like an old housekeeper.

The mechanical sound of no timbre fluctuations woke Sheng Jiashen up.

When he turned around, he realized a question, why did he search Zhao Seventeen?

Even if he was suspicious of Sheng Jiashen's appearance and wanted to see that person, why did he search for the other party's wife?

He got up and walked to the bathroom, with a somewhat complicated expression on his face, perhaps, he just watched such an episode of the TV series in the evening and was deeply impressed.

He glanced at the robot and locked it out of the bathroom door.

……

Ye Jing came over early in the morning, she wanted to prepare breakfast for Shen Ting, and by the way, she also brought a bouquet of flowers and inserted it in a vase in the living room, adding a touch of vitality and fragrance to this dark house.

After preparing breakfast, she didn't hear Shen Ting's movement, and couldn't help but walk to the bedroom worriedly.

Shen Ting's sleep quality is not good, and he will not get up too late in the morning.

However, when she opened the door, she found that he was curled up on the bed and still sleeping quietly, his hair was a little unkempt, and the face that was unfamiliar to her, at this time his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and it was obvious that the owner was not sleeping well.

What surprised her the most was the light in the room.

He hadn't closed the curtains last night, and the whole space was bright and unfamiliar.

A strange feeling flashed in Ye Jing's heart, she went over and closed the open window first, isolating the hot air outside and the early birdsong, before walking back to the big bed.

She didn't call him right away, but sat on the edge of the bed and watched him quietly for a while.

By now, she had accepted his looks, and what she was not sure of had become something else.

Shen listens to him, does he love her?

Ye Jing was only familiar with the lower half of his face, even if she spent the night here, he had never taken off his mask, his vigilance was really strong, he was not as asleep as he was now, let her look at it.

Is his change willing to be completely open to her, or something else?

Even he doesn't care about being found out at all, does he look like the Sheng Yingdi?

When she reached out to touch his chin, she didn't realize her movements, but she woke Sheng Jiashen awake.

He brushed her hand away almost in surprise, and subconsciously ducked back, "What are you doing?" ”