Before An Ruixin went to Zheng Fanghe to discuss this issue in depth, someone's phone had already called first.

And also told An Ruixin with an attitude that could not be refused, the car was in the parking lot, and she would go out now.

If An Ruixin was only a little helpless when she heard Ji Chengze's commanding tone again, then when she walked into the underground parking lot and saw the familiar luxury car and the familiar person in the luxury car, she couldn't help but want to roll her eyes.

"Mr. Ji has been idle lately?" An Ruixin stood outside the car, looked at someone in the back seat who was not moving, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth and asked.

Ji Chengze replied very calmly: "Hmm." ”

Ji Mingcheng, who has been reduced from an assistant to an exclusive driver, listened to the big boss talking nonsense in the daytime, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead.

An Ruixin was so blocked that she couldn't speak, so she had to resign herself to her fate and sit in the back seat.

The car quickly drove away from the parking lot without making any waves.

An Ruixin has not spoken since she got into the car, and Ji Chengze's attention has been focused on the thermos bucket that An Ruixin is carrying.

"You ......"

"Huh?" An Ruixin suddenly heard the people around her speak, was stunned, and turned her head to look at him.

Ji Chengze's dark eyes stared at An Ruixin like this...... hand, didn't speak for a long time.

An Ruixin was panicked by him, and subconsciously followed his gaze to look down, and when she saw the tender yellow thermos bucket in her hand, she suddenly realized.

"Ahem, this...... This, didn't Grandpa Ji twist his foot before? I heard from the housekeeper's grandfather that it seemed to hurt quite badly. This soup is very good for bones, I thought that Grandpa Ji should not lack other things, so I ......"

Before An Ruixin finished speaking, Ji Chengze had already interrupted her coldly: "My grandfather, I don't like soup." ”

An Ruixin and Ji Mingcheng: "! ”

Once again, a suffocating silence spread through the car.

After a while, An Ruixin seemed to wake up suddenly, tightened the thermos bucket in her hand, and said embarrassedly: "That's it, that's really embarrassing." ”

What's the deal with this kind of well-intentioned but confused by reality?!

An Ruixin gritted her teeth, and suddenly regretted that she had agreed so readily to the old man to visit him.

Ji Mingcheng, who had been paying attention to the dynamics of the two in front, heard Ji Chengze's words, and he couldn't wait to grab the ground with his head.

The old man doesn't like to drink soup? Why hasn't he heard of it after staying in the Ji family for so long?

Besides, even if the old man really doesn't like to drink soup, it is always Miss An's heart, how can Miss An be embarrassed by your straightforward pointing out, president!

Ji Chengze didn't sense Ji Mingcheng's inner wail, and seeing that An Ruixin responded so perfunctorily and then there was no follow-up, he twisted his eyebrows and hinted confidently: "I like to drink soup." ”

"Huh?" An Ruixin looked confused, turned her head and glanced at Ji Chengze inexplicably, but she didn't hear the meaning of Ji Chengze's words at all.

Ji Chengze saw that he was speaking so bluntly, An Ruixin was still at a loss, and he couldn't help but feel a little impatient between his eyebrows.

Suddenly stretched out his hand to the side, wrapped An Ruixin on the seat, looked at An Ruixin's eyes head-on, and said with a serious face: "You can give me your soup to drink." ”

Ann Ruixin: "......"

Ji Mingcheng: "......"!