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Chapter 302 What does it mean?

Song Yixi reached out and took the piece of paper out of the trash can.

Apart from the four extremely uncomfortable words, nothing else was written on the paper.

The flustered feeling in her heart came back again, and she called Woosen and asked him who wrote the note.

Wu Sen told the truth, Song Yixi was slightly taken aback.

Wen Ting?

It's him again.

What is he going to do?
Perhaps because of what Pei Tingyan said about him today, Song Yixi had a very bad impression of him.

Seeing that her brows were deeply frowned, Wu Sen comforted him: "The current Wen Ting is a dog in the water, and will not pose any threat to the young master, Madam can rest assured."

Song Yixi nodded absently, handed the note to Wu Sen, and said, "Burn this thing, it doesn't look very comfortable."

Wooson nodded.

Song Yixi went upstairs.

The study door was closed tightly, she pondered for a while, and knocked on the door.

There was no response from the room for a long time.

Song Yixi called his name: "Time Domain?"

After a long while, Wen Shiyu replied.

The sound is very low.

Song Yixi pushed the door open and entered. He sat on the office chair and leaned back, his pale face sunk in the shadows, and the gloom condensed between his brows, all indifferent.

In Song Yixi's impression, Wen Shiyu has always been a very likable person. He has a beautiful appearance and makes people feel indifferent and superior when he doesn't speak, but in fact he has an arrogant personality, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, which makes him easy to feel close.

But now, she suddenly dared not approach him.

Wen Shiyu opened his eyes, saw Song Yixi was still standing there, looked at him with his eyes, and frowned subconsciously: "What are you looking at? Come here."

Song Yixi came back to his senses, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and obediently walked towards him.

Wen Shiyu held her hand, stroking her injured part with his cold fingers.

His fingertips were cold, and she couldn't help shivering slightly when he touched her. He looked up at her, his black eyes were like an abyss, and he said expressionlessly, "What's wrong?"

Song Yixi shook her head.

Wen Shiyu's voice was hoarse and astringent: "Is it fun to go out today?"

Song Yixi stared at his soft black hair, and unconsciously lowered his voice: "It's okay."

He didn't speak, and the air seemed to sink suddenly.

Song Yixi noticed it and couldn't help asking: "Are you unhappy?"

Wen Shiyu had no expression, and his voice didn't fluctuate: "No."

She couldn't figure out what he meant, so she stopped talking.

After a while, Wen Shiyu let go of her hand and said lightly, "Go out, I have to work."

After a pause, Song Yixi nodded: "Okay."

Before closing the door, she glanced at him.

The man looked at the documents with a frown, his whole body was shrouded in the shadow of the study, almost blending with the darkness.

She pursed her lips, feeling that something had changed in him, but she couldn't tell, let alone why he was acting like this all of a sudden.

Is it because of physical discomfort? Her heart is heavy.

The next day, before going to the company, Pei Tingyan took the ointment and wanted to give it to Song Yixi by the way. He stood in front of the manor, but he was turned away unexpectedly.

He frowned, and looked at Wu Sen, Wen Shiyu's subordinate: "What do you mean? What do you mean I should not get close to Yixi recently?"

"That's what the young master said. We are just conveying the meaning of the young master."

Pei Tingyan looked at Wu Sen, and slowly darkened his face: "You let Wen Shiyu come out."

Just as Wu Sen was about to reply, there was the sound of footsteps behind him. The man was thinly dressed, with a tall and straight figure. His black shirt made his face more delicate and cool, with thin lips and straight nose, and deep black eyes.

(End of this chapter)