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Chapter 3180 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1742 The surroundings are very quiet, only his voice is clear and clean.

"Ji Zhizhi is back?"

On the second floor, Ji Yaoyao was lying on the railing, and asked the busy actress downstairs: "I saw her coat, why isn't she in the bedroom?"

The maid who just came out of the kitchen with a snack looked blank: "Isn't Missy going to a farewell party tonight? She shouldn't be back until early in the morning, right?"

"Oh……"

Ji Yaoyao wrinkled her nose, stood up and looked at Ji Zichuan's bedroom door with her eyes closed.

It was less than 9 o'clock, and he must have not come back.

She wrinkled the tip of her nose and looked depressed: "It's so boring..."

After a pause, he asked again: "What about my parents? Why haven't I seen them?"

"Sir and Madam went to Bei's house and said they were having dinner there, so let's not prepare dinner for them."

"Oh……"

Ji Yaoyao curled her lips: "Forget it, I'd better go back and read my comic books."

……

The night gradually shrouded.

All sounds are silent.

Pain spread all over the body, and dried blood stains were everywhere on the skin.

Ji Zhizhi woke up in a daze, and when he turned his head, he saw the angular and handsome face of the man beside him, with long eyelashes and steady breathing.

It must have been a long time since he had slept, otherwise, with his usual vigilance, she would move out of his arms little by little, and he wouldn't have no signs of waking up.

Wanting to put on pajamas, I picked them up on the ground, but only picked up a few scattered rags.

It was past three o'clock in the morning, and Ji Yaoyao was soundly asleep in the bedroom.

She stood at the head of the bed, staring at her sleeping eyes, with mixed feelings in her heart.

……

He picked out a long-sleeved shirt and put it on, and after making sure there was nothing wrong with it, he hurried downstairs with his suitcase.

Downstairs is brightly lit.

She froze for a moment, looked at her watch, it was only before 4 o'clock in the morning.

Downstairs, Deng Meng and Ji Shengbai were sitting side by side drinking coffee together, when they heard the movement, they looked up.

Ji Zhizhi looked at them with wide eyes: "Mom and Dad, what are you doing sitting here at this time?"

"Send it to you."

Deng Meng got up and pulled the suitcase from her hand: "Mom made you some breakfast, and it's in the microwave. I'll get it for you, and I'll leave when I'm full."

Ji Zhizhi blinked, she didn't have any appetite to eat right now, but she still nodded subconsciously: "Okay."

Ji Shengbai raised his eyes, and looked at her with a clear and calm gaze: "Zhizhi, sit down."

Ji Zhizhi frowned, and subconsciously raised her hand to brush the hair on her shoulders.

Although I looked in the mirror several times before I came out, I always felt that such a little fan would become invisible under his too sharp gaze.

Sitting silently in the single sofa chair, she coughed lightly, and said, "Dad, you don't have to worry so much, I can take care of myself."

"I know."

Ji Shengbai responded lightly, took out a black card from his wallet, put it on the table, and pushed it over with his middle finger and ring finger: "I bought you a small villa over there, very close to the school, and you can walk there. It only takes 10 minutes, you live here first, if you are not used to it, I will pick another place for you."

The surrounding was very quiet, only his voice was clear and clean.

Ji Zhizhi's eyes turned red unknowingly, as if all the grievances and sorrows he had suffered for such a long time were about to break through the line of defense and vent at this moment.

In fact, she knew very well that the unexplainable sadness in her heart was a bit unreasonable.

(End of this chapter)