No, she couldnât let him have his way.
Ye Shengge calmed herself down and let go of his wrist. âIâm not jealous. Iâm just a bit angry.â
Ji Shiting looked at her expressionless face and curled his lips, âReally? Then why are you angry?â
âI was working at home, but then, auntie called me,â Ye Shengge said calmly. âIâm mad because I canât finish my work.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âOh? Isnât it because I met Ling Yutong alone?â The man raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Ye Shengge gritted her teeth.
It turned out that Ji Shiting also knew that it was inappropriate for him to meet Ling Yutong alone.
âWhy would I?â She softened her tone and said nonchalantly. âYou are free to meet anyone you please.â
He lifted her chin and stared into her eyes. âDo you want to know what I talked to her about?â
âNo,â Ye Shengge said without hesitation. âIâm not interested in stuff between you and her.â
However, Ji Shiting reckoned that she was jealous no matter what she tried to say.
He would have been furious if this had been said last night, but now, it only made him happy.
The man chuckled again and nodded. He continued to stroke her face with his fingers, but he didnât say anything.
Ye Shengge couldnât help pursing her lips when he didnât say anything. So, he wasnât going to say anything as long as she didnât ask?
Very well, she wasnât interested at all!
Fortunately, T.S. Building wasnât far away, and the car arrived in just a bit.
The two of them got out of the car and returned to the office. However, none of Ji Shitingâs subordinates didnât observe him carefully, probably because of his power, so no one except Sun Ye noticed his sorry state.
Ye Shengge was disappointed.
Ji Shitingâs office was connected to a rest lounge, which allowed him to take a shower, change his clothes, and rest.
âIâll go take a shower.â He looked at the woman with a straight face and pinched her face. âHelp me bring my clean clothes in.â
âI donât know where you put your clothes.â
âSun Ye will tell you.â Ji Shiting didnât give her a chance to reject him. He took off his coat, smiled and put it in her arms.
Ye Shengge glared at him, but the man had already turned around and walked into the lounge.
She glanced down at the coat in her arms and touched the area soaked in tea. Speaking of which, the pot of tea should have already been cooled when she had poured water on him, was it?
He shouldnât have been scalded, right?
... He would deserve being scalded anyway.
She hung his coat on the rack.
However, she still couldnât figure out why she couldnât remain calm in the tearoom.
Was she really jealous of Ling Yutong? Jealous that she had been with Ji Shiting for so many years, jealous that she had gotten Ji Shitingâs proposal, jealous that their relationship had been blessed by everyone?
She had to admit that she was jealous.
Perhaps it was because he had opened Pandoraâs box, or perhaps it was because Xu Shaoqingâs words had triggered her, but at that moment, her rationality was defeated by something else.
Ji Shiting had obviously realized that, which was why he was smiling so confidently. He had finally achieved his goal, so how could he not be smug?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.