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There was a thick stack of information in front of him, Shi Jingchen flipped through it several times, and at this time, it was like being in an evil spirit, and he couldn't stand it at all.

He simply pushed the file away, kicked his chair and stood up.

Not to mention the study, any private space that belongs to him, no one has ever dared to break in.

Half an hour ago, there was a girl who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth came in to rummage over things, and it was a misunderstanding.

Like a monarch who had been violated by a territory, Shi Jingchen's expression was covered with a layer of frost.

The whole space seemed to be filled with the sweet scent of that woman.

When he sat down again, he didn't continue looking at the papers, but took out a file from the drawer.

Song Xi'er, female, 23 years old.

Resume only studied abroad, majoring in fashion design, and his specialty turned out to be hand-to-hand combat.

No wonder, when he controlled her just now, she made a little trick and broke free.

There's nothing else to do with that.

Her past was as blank as a blank piece of paper, as if someone had deliberately wiped it.

This strange file deepened Shi Jingchen's speculation about Song Xi'er a lot.

As his thoughts drifted away, his gaze finally fell on a small photo pasted on it, in which Song Xi'er had bright eyes and bright teeth, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, but his gaze revealed a certain firmness.

At this moment, the housekeeper knocked on the door and came in, walked to the table, and whispered, "Mr. Shi, this is the tea made by the eldest lady." ”

"Mr. Shi?"

The housekeeper, who called a few times, was very surprised, he walked so close and screamed so much, why didn't Mr. Shi respond?

Normally, in this case, he thought that Shi Jingchen was unwilling to deal with people, so he didn't dare to make a sound, but put the teacup on the table next to him, and the porcelain and the table made a bumping sound.

Shi Jingchen looked up suddenly, "Who?" ”

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, Mr. Shi really didn't hear his voice just now?

He straightened up nervously and explained to Shi Jingchen: "Mr. Shi, the eldest lady has boiled chicken soup and asked you to go downstairs to drink." ”

Shi Jingchen glanced down at the file, he was staring at the photo just now.

He coughed lightly, "Well, let's get out." ”

As soon as the housekeeper walked out of the door, Shi Banxia walked in with a cup of tea in his hand and came directly to Shi Jingchen's side, "What are you looking at?" ”

Shi Jingchen quickly took the file and blocked it, and his tone was full of displeasure, "Why did you come in?" ”

Shi Banxia watched his younger brother's disguised movements, and his curiosity was aroused, "What are you peeking at?" Come on, show me! ”

"Enough, what are you doing in here?" Shi Jingchen raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"Don't be like this, I specially boiled chicken soup for you tonight!" As he spoke, Shi Banxia pursed his lips, "If it weren't for my mother's explanation, I wouldn't have done thankless work!" ”

Shi Jingchen glanced at her, "Are you still drinking?" ”

"Drink, drink! Walk! "It's been half a summer, she has boiled the soup so many times, and I didn't see Shi Jingchen promise to drink it, what's wrong with it this time.

When the two arrived at the dining room, the maid helped bring the bowl to them.

The housekeeper looked at the picture of the sister and brother eating together, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this has not happened for a long time.

Shi Banxia was drinking chicken soup while boasting about his skills, while Shi Jingchen kept silent.

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Because she was thirsty, Song Xi'er came to the restaurant on the first floor and wanted to pour a glass of water to drink.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard some noise inside, and she suddenly stopped at the door of the restaurant and saw Shi Jingchen sitting at the dining table.