The Truth (5)

"Two or three months, it's been a long time." Cheng Yijie disagreed, "I can't bear to let you sleep one more night in such a harsh environment." You can use the air conditioning and TV, and I will cover all your water and electricity bills. My purpose is to make you comfortable, so that I feel comfortable too. I do good deeds without expecting anything in return. ”

Mu Qingcheng snorted and smiled. "Since you have money and nowhere to spend it, I'll laugh at it."

"That's right, whatever I do for you, you just have to accept it, little orange."

Cheng Yijie's "little orange" was low and beautiful, she raised her eyes and met his eyes, his eyes were deep and shining, and her heart beat involuntarily. The pair of eyes were like two deep wells, she never knew what was hidden at the bottom of the well, but she instinctively realized that there were more abundant treasures in addition to the source of life. She had to admit that from the first meeting, she was bewildered and attracted by this pair of eyes. Now, she felt the power that made her heart beat again.

Cheng Yijie shrugged his eyebrows and made a very special expression. "Your eyes are too tempting, I can't resist the temptation."

Mu Qingcheng instinctively took two steps back, in order to hide the fluctuations in her heart, her tone had a hint of provocation. "What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into Yu Qingsheng? He can't be so enthusiastic about you just because you pay for your utilities. ”

"Pour ecstasy soup on an old man? I don't have that peculiar fetish. There was a mocking smile in Cheng Yijie's eyes.

"It's you who want to be crooked." Mu Qingcheng was embarrassed and wanted to parry, "I mean ......"

"Our company has signed a cooperation agreement with your museum to carry out the cooperative development of cultural relics derivative cultural products. Cultural and creative products have a huge market and space, and the hot sales of the 'I know' paper tape developed by the National Palace Museum in Taipei among mainland youth are enough to illustrate this. There are many treasures in your museum, and you can completely follow the practice of the National Palace Museum in Taipei to develop special cultural products. My thoughts coincide with your curators, and this cooperation is a 'win-win' thing. Cheng Yijie stared at her, "It is the inevitable way for the development of cultural and creative products to implant traditional cultural elements into fashionable and trendy contemporary handicrafts." ”

Mu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Your company wants to develop the collection of our museum into cultural and creative products?" ”

Cheng Yijie smiled again, this time it was not mocking, but interesting. Nodding, he said, "Yes, the collection is kept by your department, and I will visit you often in the future." If you want to drink ecstasy soup, I can pour it for you at any time. ”

Mu Qingcheng's face flushed, perhaps because he was a little nervous, and his palms were slightly sweaty.

Cheng Yijie picked up the remote control, turned on the air conditioner, turned around and closed the door.

"What are you doing behind closed doors!" Mu Qingcheng's heart was beating rapidly.

"Of course you have to turn off the door when you turn on the air conditioner." Cheng Yijie approached her and reached out to take her into his arms, "Of course, I also have things I want to do, you know." ”

Mu Qingcheng's face turned pale. "You said you don't expect anything in return." Her voice trembled uncontrollably.

Cheng Yijie's head leaned lightly over her ear. "As I said, my purpose is to make you comfortable."

In Jinzhou Garden at night, the street lights are dim and the corridors are silent. Ji Rongrong looked around for a while, opened the door of Room 302 of Building 4 with the key, and slipped in quietly.

She turned on the flashlight and went straight to the vertical air conditioner in the living room with her tools, and with great difficulty, she took apart the shell of the air conditioner and leaned in to take out a slender cork cork from inside. She let out a sigh of relief and put the shell back on.

She stood up, put the cork in her trouser pocket, and wiped the sweat from her face with her hands.

Suddenly, the lights in the living room were on. Ji Rongrong turned around in shock and saw Chen Yufei and Zhao Jun standing behind her.

"You ...... How did it end up here? Ji Rongrong asked calmly.

"We should be asking you, what are you doing here?" Chen Yufei asked rhetorically.

"Jiang Lei has no relatives and friends in this city, and I want to sort out his relics." Ji Rongrong replied.

"How do you have the key here?" Chen Yufei asked again.

Ji Rongrong slurred: "Actually...... Jiang Lei and I ...... Dated ...... So...... He still has his keys. ”

Chen Yufei snorted coldly. "It's really funny, while being entangled with a married man, and breaking off the connection with your ex-boyfriend, Miss Ji, your love life is very rich."

Ji Rongrong's face changed. "This is my private matter, you can't take care of it!"

"Let's talk about business first." Chen Yufei looked at her coldly, "You first conspired with Jiang Lei to kill Yang Ru, and then poisoned Jiang Lei, put all the charges on him, and get away with it." ”

"Nonsense!" Ji Rongrong shouted, "What evidence do you have?" ”