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Zhuang Nana waved his hand, "No need, I'll do it myself." ”

She neatly entered the kitchen and brought out all the food, but before eating, she glanced at the housekeeper: "Has Si Zhengting eaten?" ”

The butler looked at her deeply, "Sir, I don't have an appetite. ”

When Zhuang Nana heard this, she was stunned, and immediately said "oh", and then ignored the housekeeper's fiery eyes, lowered her head, and slowly ate her own food.

She knew what the housekeeper meant and wanted her to go upstairs to deliver the meal.

But she felt ...... At this time, when Si Zhengting saw her, his appetite would be even worse, right?

Barely eating something, Zhuang Nana went upstairs to continue resting.

In the past few days, the two of them have actually been sleeping in separate rooms, Zhuang Nanai has long been used to sleeping alone in a very empty bedroom, lying on this big bed a few days ago, I still feel sweet, but when I lay down today, I felt inexplicably lonely.

She took out her mobile phone, flipped through it, and then sent a text message to Si Zhengting: [Good night. 】

This is also a habit that has been cultivated in the past few days, and they will say goodnight to each other every night.

But today's text message seems destined to be unanswered.

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In the study.

Si Zhengting sat on the balcony, holding a cigarette between his fingers.

In the smoke, his gaze was on the master bedroom, as if he could see through the thick walls to see what she was doing.

The cold wind blew in, making his brain clearer and clearer.

But the clearer I understood, the more I felt cold.

The dream he had woven for himself a few days ago was so ruthlessly shattered, he actually didn't know how to face Zhuang Nana.

The phone vibrated twice, and he looked down and glanced at it, it was her sending a good night.

He stared at him for a moment, then gently removed the phone from his phone, then put the cigarette in his mouth with the tip of his finger and took a hard puff.

Then, he thought, did Zhuang Nana steal the design draft?

In the morning, that unconditional trust is instinctive.

But Gu Xingshan's words made him suddenly remember that some time ago, when she was talking to Ding Mengya on the balcony, what design draft had she said before......

At that time, he focused all his attention on the latter sentence, but now that he thinks about it......

It seems that at that time, Zhuang Nanai was on the phone with Gu Deshou, and Ms. Ding was warning her, don't be sorry for yourself?

He remembered again, one day, he reviewed his home with her, since she came out of Gu's house, she has been absent-minded, it seems that something is wrong, now that she thinks about it, could it be that at that time, Gu Deshou asked her to make a design draft?

He knew that Zhuang Nana was a person with a bottom line, and he would definitely not steal the design draft.

But......

He lowered his eyes again, and the corners of his lips hooked helplessly, just like Gu Xingshan said, for the sake of Mother Zhuang, what can't she do?

So many coincidences, so many concealments, and so many points made the seeds of doubt take root and sprout in his heart.

Si Zheng stood up and snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, then picked up his mobile phone and called Ji Chen.

Ji Chen answered quickly, "Sir, the matter of the design draft has progressed a bit, and I am about to report to you." ”

When Si Zhengting heard this, his eyes fell on the night in the distance of the villa, the sky in Beijing City had been seriously hazy for several days, so the sky was gray and black, except for a round of crescent moon, there was hardly any starlight.

The mountains in the distance were quietly dormant in the dark, just like between her and him, on the surface, it was calm, but I didn't know when, it would suddenly be turbulent.