It's starting to rain outside again.

Rong Ji didn't have an umbrella when he got out of the car, and when he walked into the villa, his hair and coat were wet.

He didn't care, changed his shoes and went upstairs.

Shi Miao was in the living room on the second floor, with a laptop in front of her, and the screen was still on, but her stunned expression obviously didn't take the data into it.

"San'er."

Hearing the voice, Shi Miao came back to his senses, and was stunned when he saw his hair still hanging with water droplets, "Didn't you bring an umbrella?" ”

"Nope."

- There was one in the car, and he didn't bother to pick it up.

Shi Miao's brows furrowed, and then he went to the bathroom to get a towel to help him dry it, "Why don't you ask me to go down to pick you up?" ”

Shi Miao was wearing slippers on her feet, and the height gap between the two was a little big, so Rong Ji hunched her waist to cooperate with her movements, her eyes looked at her gentle and obedient appearance, and the corners of her mouth hooked, "It's cold outside, I'm afraid you'll be freezing." ”

Shi Miao paused for a moment, but did not answer, after helping him dry his hair, he helped him take off his coat, "You go take a bath, I'll help you make some ginger tea to drink." ”

After saying that, she was about to leave, but Rong Ji quickly hugged her over, "Wash together." ”

"Don't."

Shi Miao didn't want to refuse, but Rong didn't say anything more, and kissed her forehead with a smile before letting go.

The kitchen is on the ground floor.

When Rong Ji came out of the bathroom, Shi Miao had not yet come up.

He wiped his hair and was about to go downstairs to look for her, but soon remembered something and turned and walked in the direction of the living room.

Her computer was still on, and on it was an analysis report about Nang's acquisition.

Rong squinted his eyes and pulled the mouse down.

The fact that he was behind the scenes has not been revealed, and it was Patrick who sent her the report, and she logged into the chat software on her computer and asked her questions.

Patrick seemed to have guessed something, and directly asked Yu Shimiao if this matter had anything to do with him.

Rong Ji's fingers tapped on the tabletop, and he was thinking about whether he should contact Patrick when the sound of Shi Miao's footsteps came.

Rong quickly restored the computer desktop and continued to wipe his hair with his head down.

"Drink this first."

She handed him the ginger tea.

Rong Ji quickly responded, and Shi Miao stood beside him, watching him drink the contents of the bowl before returning to his place.

Then, too, she saw the message Patrick had sent to her.

Her brow furrowed, and her eyes looked at him.

Rong Ji smiled at her, "What's wrong?" ”

Shi Miao didn't answer, only pulled him to show him the content on it.

Rong Ji glanced down at her holding his hand, the smile on his face couldn't help but deepen a little, his eyes glanced at the screen, and then looked at her, "What do you want to ask?" ”

"You did it, right?" Shi Miao said.

"That's right."

Rong admitted that it was refreshing, and Shi Miao was not surprised, but only sighed.

"Nothing else you'd like to ask?"

"Nope."

"And how are you going to reply to Patrick?"

"I don't know."

As he spoke, his fingers had already tapped down the keyboard, and the reply was exactly what I didn't know.

Rong Ji smiled, "He definitely won't make groundless speculations, and now he has probably found out that I am the person behind the scenes, and I ask you this sentence to see if I can get a piece of the pie." ”

"What does it have to do with me?" Shi Miao frowned, "During my absence, he has already divided almost the power in my hands, not to mention that he didn't participate in this matter, why should he share it?" ”

"Yu Shimiao, everyone understands the truth, don't you understand?"

"What do you mean?"

After Shi Miao's words were finished, Rong Ji had already grabbed her hand, dragged her whole person over, and put his hand around her waist to let her sit on his lap.

"Mine is yours."