Chapter 88
She and Qin Yise met each other's eyes, and couldn't control their emotions for a while, and the question was obviously addressed to the man in front of them: "Why does she live here?"

Rong Jinbei stepped forward to block her view, and replied casually: "Miss Qin is my newly hired personal assistant. Is there any problem living here?"

Qiao Man laughed, her expression was cold.

The tighter he protects her, the more it shows that their relationship is extraordinary.

I felt a little pissed in my heart, but I still had to cover it up calmly, "Hehe, of course I have nothing to do with Jin Beige's decision, but you have to be careful, don't be sucked up by this secretary."

The Qin family has a bad reputation in the entire city of C. What else can you do with Qin Yise, a social butterfly, as a personal assistant besides sleeping?
Qiao Man clenched his fists and left. Rong Jinbei glanced at the red wine and fruit, frowned, and closed the door behind his back.

Qin Yise bit her lip and stood there stunned. Ms. Qiao must have misunderstood the relationship between her and Rong Jinbei. Would she go out and talk nonsense and make her an imaginary enemy of many women?
She was a little guilty, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in her clear eyes.

It's all my own fault, what kind of bath to take a good job, and let someone bump into me, even if I jumped into the Yellow River now, I can't wash it well!

Rong Jinbei glanced at her frowning expression indifferently, and said calmly, "You can get something to eat at home, I have a party tonight."

After he explained, he threw the things in his hand on the coffee table and went upstairs.

Qin Yise breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered sullenly: "It happens that I'm not very hungry, so I might as well continue to sleep."

He might come home very late, it wasn't like a castle, it was full of servants.

If he gets drunk in the middle of the night, she must be the one who is being used. The most urgent thing is to hurry up and take a good rest.

Facing this man every day, she didn't know how many brain cells she would die.

Rong Jinbei paused when he went upstairs, watched her delicate back return to the room, and did not forget to tell her: "Remember to close the doors and windows, especially when a girl is at home."

Qin Yise said "Mmm", without turning her head, and gently closed the door, but there was a strange warm current running around in her heart.

She was lying on the bed, the corners of her mouth curled unconsciously.

At seven o'clock in the morning, her biological clock rang on time.

Reaching out to turn off the alarm on the phone, getting up, brushing her teeth and washing her face, and after changing her clothes, Qin Yise started busy with breakfast.

But when she put the breakfast on the table, she found that there was no Rong Jinbei's shoes in the hallway at all, and they were still as tidy as when he left last night.

The man didn't return all night.

That's right, for a busy person like this, drinking is often unavoidable when socializing. Wherever you get drunk, there is a gentle place.

Qin Yise finished her breakfast by herself, took two sips of milk, and was already half full.

She twisted her backpack, just walked out of the apartment, got out of Curry's familiar Bentley, and slowly stopped in front of her.

The car window was lowered, revealing a dignified and compelling side face.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Rong Jinbei asked lightly.

Qin Yise's heart seemed to be attacked by something, she quickly adjusted her mood, and a very faint smile appeared on her face, "It's good, thank you, Mr. Rong, for your concern."

"boarding."

He turned his eyes sideways, and his eyes collided with hers inadvertently.

Qin Yise's heart trembled, and she turned her head like an electric shock.

"No, I'll just take the bus."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes guiltyly, and walked straight forward without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)

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