9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

Song Qingcheng knows that the rules of the Ji family are strict, and Ji Zhengting has already reminded her before. So she came back every night at the right time, but she didn't expect to make such a low-level mistake.

"Unfortunately, the housekeeper is off today."

“……” It's really bad luck, "which housekeeper is in charge tonight?"

In fact, she was not familiar with other housekeepers.

"The housekeeper in charge is off duty, and now there are only a few servants on duty."

It seems that my luck tonight is really bad.

Song Qingcheng looks up at the bedroom upstairs. Ji Zhengting is clearly in the room, but he pretends to be like nobody. Maybe he does it on purpose too?!

But there's no way, she can't let herself be locked in the door for a night, can she? Besides, the temperature at night is only a few degrees, so it's strange if you don't get sick.

"Please go up and tell Mr. Ji." Song Qingcheng said to the servant again.

"Well, Miss Song, just a moment." The servant's attitude has always been very polite.

"Thank you Song Qingcheng thanks.

After the servant left, song Qingcheng felt colder and colder. Just now, I didn't feel cold because I ran back, but it would stop and get cold soon.

She kept rubbing her hands, sometimes blowing hot air in her mouth.

About five minutes later, the servant came back. Song Qingcheng was overjoyed and thought he would wait for good news.

But it turns out

"I'm sorry, Miss Song, sir said that the rules of the Ji family can't be broken, no one can be an exception."

The expectation on Song Qingcheng's face gradually subsided, and his heart was cool and thorough.

This kind of cool, not the whole person was thrown into cold water, cold; not barefoot in the snow cold; not alone in the cold wind cold, all, from the bottom of the heart cool.

By the time she came back, the servant was gone. In such a large courtyard, the light suddenly dimmed, and the whole world suddenly became quiet.

Song Qingcheng stood at the door, watching the lights in the villa dim one by one, and everyone went into a beautiful sleep. She was the only one standing in the cold wind, and even had to spend a long night like this.

Late at night, song Qingcheng couldn't hold on and sat down next to the shelter beside the guard box. It was so cold that she could only take out two books and sit on the floor.

It's really cold at night, and the wind is blowing. At this moment, the whole world is merciless to her.

She curled up on the ground with her schoolbag in her arms. If she comes home earlier, she can still choose to go back to the dormitory. At this point, the dormitory is locked. If she comes home, she is worried that her mother will think more, so it's OK.

In fact, she could go to a cheap hotel for more than 100 yuan to make do for one night, but she didn't. She wanted to make herself remember this night, the night when everyone abandoned her.

Only when you remember that you are most embarrassed, will you always remind yourself not to make mistakes and not to be weak.

The last light in the villa has been turned off. It's the master bedroom on the second floor.

Knowing that she was shut out, he could sleep so peacefully. Song Qingcheng felt that her heart was hit by a sharp blunt instrument, and some part of her chest was shocked, which made her gasp.

On the other side, 2 p.m. country a time.

Ji Zhengting is away on a business trip. At the moment, he just came down from the meeting. When he saw that there was a missed call on his mobile phone, he opened it and took a look.

A string of familiar numbers on the screen hit his eyes, and he was slightly stunned.

Song Qingcheng calls at the time when she just gets home every day. Call him so late, don't you care about him because he didn't come home?

Think of here, the man palpitation fluctuation, eyeground across a trace of pleasure.

I raised my wrist and looked at the time. It was two hours since she called. It's one o'clock in the morning in China. He wanted to go back, but he was worried that it would disturb her rest. Finally, he gave up.

……

This night is the longest and most unforgettable one in Song Qingcheng's life.

When she opened her eyes, the sky was already a little dim and bright. She moved her body and found that her whole body had been frozen stiff, and her hands had lost their intuition.

She rubbed her hands together. After finding a little intuition, she took out her cell phone from her bag and looked at the next few points.

At half past five, the door should have been opened at this time. Today, there is no movement.

Song Qingcheng knows that Ji Zhengting is teaching her a lesson.

He once warned himself that Ji's time to lock the door was out of date. She made a mistake when she knew it. He must have thought that she was deliberately provoking, so he shut her out. It was a lesson to her.

She wrote down the lesson.

Song Qingcheng stood up from the ground and put the books in her schoolbag. Looking at the still quiet yard, she subconsciously looked at the bedroom on the second floor.There was a trace of resentment in my eyes.

If you go back at this time like this, you will only let Ji's family see her jokes. In that case, why should she send jokes to others.

And at this time, if you go back to school, the door of the dormitory is almost open. You can just go back to wash and go to school.

Ji Zhengting said that she was not allowed to leave her home. Anyway, she came back, but she didn't go in. In the final analysis, she was not considered to leave her home.

Song Qingcheng thinks like this, also carried the schoolbag to leave the quarter home.

……

Ji Ling seldom gets up early. Come out from the room, the head looks toward the gate with one strength.

"Miss, why did you wake up so early?" It's strange for the servant to see her so early.

"Is the man at the door still there?" Ji Ling glanced at the gate.

"Listen to the people at the sentry box. They won't be there when they open the door in the morning."

"No more..." Ji Ling whispered to herself, "didn't she leave last night?"

"No, I saw her curled up at the door when I changed shifts at five o'clock this morning. I guess I didn't leave for a while."

Ji Ling gloated and raised her lips. She turned her eyes and thought of another idea. "You go back and tell the person on duty last night that song Qingcheng didn't come back last night."

"Ah?" The servant didn't respond for a moment.

"Ah, what, don't you understand me?" Ji Ling's tone was not good immediately.

"Yes." The servant bowed his head in fright.

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