Chapter 20 Can You Be More Shameless?
"Pfft." Jian Qingyin almost spit out a mouthful of soup, "You, you..." She blushed, her almond eyes widened, and glared at him angrily.

"What's wrong?" The man looked at her innocently, "Did I say something wrong?"

Jian Qingyin gritted her teeth, "Ji Weiran, can you be more shameless?"

Ji Weiran laughed.

Jian Qingyin bit the ribs as if venting her anger, but finally heaved a long sigh of relief in her heart.He smiled happily. It seemed that although he still cared about what happened last night, he probably didn't intend to pursue it.

Bitterness welled up in her heart, how cheap she is to please him in such a way, in exchange for his forgiveness.She felt that she was getting to know herself less and less.

Compared with Jian Qingyin's casual eating, Ji Weiran's action of drinking soup is very elegant.He already had such an innate temperament, even if he took off his tie at this moment, the hem of his shirt was pulled out from his trousers, and three buttons were undone at the neckline, exposing a large piece of his chest. His clothes are a bit disheveled, but it still doesn't damage his temperament, and his every move is still like a noble prince.

This man is so excellent, but he doesn't belong to her.There was a slight astringency in the corners of Jian Qingyin's eyes.

"Do you have time this weekend night?" In the quiet air, the man suddenly asked.

Jian Qingyin looked up at him, "Huh?"

Ji Weiran ate her meal gracefully, "Come home with me and have a meal."

Jian Qingyin hesitated for a few seconds, "You mean going home?" His villa?Or his house, Ji's mansion, a certain military compound?

Ji Weiran said lightly, "My house."

Jian Qingyin took a mouthful of rice and it stuck in her throat.

"Ahem..." She coughed vigorously, her little face flushed red.

Hearing that you went back to the mansion for dinner with him, did you have such a big reaction?Ji Weiran's eyes dimmed.Reaching out his hand to take out a tissue from the tissue box at the side and handing it to her, he said flatly, "How old are you, can you still choke on a meal?"

"Thank you." Jian Qingyin took the tissue, wiped the corners of her lips, and ate as if nothing had happened.

Ji Weiran looked at her with deep eyes, "It's just a meal."

Jian Qingyin's chewing movement paused.Just a meal?Both he and she knew exactly what the meal meant.She didn't even dare to think about seeing her parents.Or rather, she never thought about it.Their agreement is very clear, only to be underground lovers, not to disclose the relationship.He is forcing her.

She lowered her head for a while before raising her head.The moment he raised his head, the emotion in his eyes was quickly hidden.She served him a bowl of seaweed ribs as if nothing had happened, "Try this seaweed, it has been stewed badly, it tastes very good..."

"Jian Qingyin." Ji Weiran clacked the chopsticks on the table, and the veins on his forehead throbbed faintly.

She looked at him quietly, seeing how he was holding back his anger.Strange, why is he angry?He should think that her refusal is normal. After all, their relationship is shameful. She is just his mistress. Since she is a mistress, she should keep her own place. She has done a good job by asking herself Why is he still not satisfied?Don't you think it's weird and abnormal to take a mistress home to meet the parents, and have dinner with the head of the military region and his wife?
Ji Weiran looked at her deeply, and after a while, he snorted coldly and pushed the table to his feet.

(End of this chapter)

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