After figuring it out, Gong Ji started cleaning again, cleaning the Luo Mansion inside and out.

That Luo Cheng wandered around outside, and wanted to catch up with his women, but he couldn't get interested. Chatting and drinking with those women is not as happy as arguing with the palace reporters, who are the most interesting of all women.

After hesitating for a long time, Los Angeles finally dialed Li Zheng's phone.

"Secretary Li, what are you doing?" Luo Cheng felt that he took the initiative to ask Gong Ji about it, which made him lose face, so he thought of such an opening sentence.

"I'm helping the young lady with the cleaning. The young lady said that the house was too messy, like a kennel. Li Zheng put down his cuffs and walked to the courtyard to reply.

"Does she mean I'm a dog?" Luo Cheng was displeased, knowing that the woman in Gong Ji couldn't spit out ivory from her dog mouth.

"Mr. Luo sat down, but the young lady didn't say that. If Mr. Luo is fine, I......'ll hang up," Li Zheng said and was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait, after I left, did the palace reporter say anything?" said Luo Cheng busily.

Gong Ji has always been very assertive, so I don't know if the woman will say a lot of bad things about him after he gets out of the car.

Li Zheng was silent, he didn't know whether to answer truthfully. Even if he did, L.A. wouldn't care.

"The palace reporter said a lot of bad things about me, right?" couldn't wait for Li Zheng's answer for a long time, and Luo Cheng hurriedly asked. He knew that Gong Ji had a poisonous mouth, and he must tell his rights and wrongs behind his back.

Li Zheng pondered for a moment, looked at the woman who was busy in the living room, and then replied lightly: "The young lady said that one day she will go to the end of the world with Mr. Luo, and said that it would be a pity to miss her......"

Los Angeles froze in place, his mind going blank for a moment. Soon after, the phrase "It's a pity to miss her" kept echoing in his ears.

He never thought that one day if he and Gong Ji were completely separated, his life would be different. After all, there is no shortage of women around him, there are always so many women left, and so many women come.

He's been busy.

Busy with work, busy with women, some women came and went from his life, and he couldn't even remember each other's faces.

If the other party is Gong Ji, will it be different?

Los Angeles didn't know the answer, because when he got home, Gong Ji was still there.

She sat in the living room, smiling charmingly. When she smiles, she is as fresh as a small flower on a green grassy slope, not very stunning, but has her unique charming charm. The corners of her lips are slightly hooked upward, her chin is lightly raised, and her voice is soft and pleasant, which is obviously much more beautiful than when she sings the "pop song" of "Two Tigers".

She has a beautiful face, her delicate facial features are just right, her beautiful eyes and nose, and her eyebrows are like the moon, which is more attractive than the women he has intersected with in the past.

Something was tugging at his heartstrings, making his palms sweat......

"Mr. Luo?" Li Zheng, who was chatting with Gong Ji, was the first to discover Luocheng's cunzài, and hurriedly got up to greet Luocheng.

It's just that L.A.'s expression is a little strange, as if he was struck by lightning, and it looks weird.

Gong Ji saw Luo Cheng looking directly at herself, touched her little face and asked, "Is my face dirty?!" Otherwise, why did Luo Cheng look at her with such a very strange look?

Luo Cheng didn't react, Gong Ji saw that he was stupid, stretched out his slender hand and shook it in front of him, and smiled lightly: "Mr. Luo, return to the soul!!"