Chapter 870

This period of time is Ji Yunan pick-up, she has not been a taxi for a long time.

habit.

It's not a good thing.

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When Sheng came home, it was almost ten o'clock. The light was on in the living room, but Chloe was not there.

She changed her shoes and went to the second floor. When she passed by the kitchen, she felt a little hungry. Then she remembered that she hadn't eaten dinner yet. At that time, I didn't know what time I had to work overtime. I didn't have too much work on hand, so I didn't bother to order takeout and ate two biscuits to feed my stomach.

I'm starving on the way

She wouldn't even have thought about it if she hadn't gone through the kitchen.

Looking at the clean and neat kitchen, Shisheng doesn't have the idea of making a midnight snack.

If she used to live alone, she would make a bowl of instant noodles. However, Ji Yunan's life is fine, although she is rough. This kind of junk food is not allowed in her family. He threw away several bags she bought before.

The villa is empty.

This kind of feeling is even better on the second floor.

When Sheng self mocking hook lip angle.

Even if she has such a deep hatred with the Ji family, it doesn't affect her to rely on Ji Yunan.

In the room, the quilt on the bed is stacked neatly, and the heating is adjusted to the most comfortable temperature.

Except for a few people, the others are no different.

Shi Sheng took a simple bath and sat on the dresser to deal with the documents he brought back from the company.

The room was quiet, with the occasional rustle of the nib on the paper.

After processing, Shi Sheng took a cell phone to watch the time. It was more than two o'clock in the morning. She yawned and used to open wechat.

It's all from the group.

She scratched a few at random.

There's also a hint Kevin added to her.

kevin?

She and Kevin don't have any private communication. If he adds her, the only possibility is about Ji Yunan.

Sheng frowned and agreed.

There is no news coming over. Maybe I fell asleep. Shisheng didn't pay attention to it. He threw his mobile phone aside and turned off the light to sleep.

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The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is to check my mobile phone and click wechat. Kevin sends five messages.

There are four photos.

All the people in the photo are Ji Yunan without exception.

Dark night, gloomy cemetery, the sky is still floating with rain, a man in formal clothes kneels in front of a tombstone, straight back, perseverance, unyielding.

The light was too dim for her to see the picture on the tombstone, but her intuition told her that it was a mature and elegant middle-aged man.

I'm in my forties.

He has white hair on his temples and deep wrinkles around his eyes.

That is because of long-term care and fatigue, so compared with their peers, they are older.

Shi Sheng closes his eyes and imagines his father laughing. He is elegant and honest.

Kevin sent only photos, without any words of explanation, didn't say where, didn't say who Ji Yunan knelt.

So these are just her guesses, not sure.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the cemetery in the photo should be in China. There are great differences in architectural styles between the United States and China, which can be seen at a glance.

The last message is only two words - Shi Sheng.

She could feel Kevin's hostility across the screen.

That simple, crude, direct, undisguised hostility.

Shi Sheng was distracted when he looked at his mobile phone. He didn't get up until the screen went dark automatically. He washed and went downstairs to have breakfast.

The servant had already prepared breakfast. When she went downstairs, she opened the stool and said, "madam, breakfast is ready."

Shi Sheng sat down on the stool she pulled open, and the corner of his eye swept to the empty seat opposite. The servant didn't know that Ji Yunan was not there, so he set the table for him.

Everything is the same as when he was there.

It seems that the next second, he will walk down the stairs, wearing a dark suit, cufflinks in the light reflects a bright light, tall and straight, gently curling to see her.

The steady footstep sound accompanies the man's unique magnetic voice to ring out: "Shi Sheng, wait for me to go down to my office, work overtime."

So——

Shi Sheng's eyes follow the idea to the stairs.

There's no straight man, no voice.

For a moment, the inexplicable sense of emptiness came from the depths of the body.

She restrained herself from drooping her head and eating quietly.

Servant: "madam, sir is not up yet?"

Ji Yunan has lived here all this time. Although their way of getting along with each other is strange compared with that of ordinary couples, she is used to it.