CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

Jiang ruting sat quietly in the cafe for a long time. The coffee in her hand was her favorite taste. Maybe she should have been happy that JOJO could remember her preferences.

But now, the cup of coffee was completely cold, but she never took a sip.

"Miss, we're closing the door," the waiter reminded her kindly.

Jiang ruting suddenly recovered from her stupidity. She said "OK", got up, straightened her clothes and stepped out.

The wind outside is getting bigger and bigger. The branches on the roadside are shaking fiercely, and the smell of dust and dust makes Chiu Ting Ting breathe.

After standing for a few seconds, she took a deep breath, wrapped her coat tightly and got into the car.

It was just the back seat of two people. Now she's the only one left.

The mobile phone in his pocket tinkled on the screen. Jiang ruting subconsciously took it out. On the screen was the message pushed by microblog about JOJO.

Jiang ruting pulled a bitter smile from the corners of her mouth. Even microblog already knew her so well, but she had to leave the man's side.

All the way back to Jiang's house.

At this time, it was dark in the brightly lit building. Jiang ruting didn't pay attention to it. Occasionally, Jiang Rumo would stay out for the night. The nanny would turn off the light and have a rest after tidying up everything.

Jiang ruting breathed out slightly. At the moment, her heart was relieved that she didn't have to see Jiang Rumo.

When she came out of the cafe, even though she looked calm on the surface, there was always a hidden anger in her heart. The fire ran rampant and couldn't burn at JOJO.

Because even though JOJO is the one who really makes her sad, it's sad that she has some understanding of him.

She thought that she would make the same decision as JOJO.

After entering the door, there was no light in the living room. Jiang ruting reached out and turned on the light at the door, ready to change his shoes.

The range of the light was not large, and Jiang ruting was absent-minded, so he didn't see the black shadow of Jiang Rumo on the sofa.

"Cha."

The sound of the lighter suddenly sounded. Jiang ruting was startled. He suddenly turned his head and looked at it. A little scarlet light flickered in the living room.

She took two steps and pressed the headlight switch in the living room.

The sudden light made both eyes narrow slightly.

"... sister." seeing Jiang Rumo, Jiang ruting frowned and whispered to her.

Jiang Rumo still dressed up when he met Jian Haixi in the afternoon. It seems that he has been sitting since he came back from the meeting in the evening.

There were many cigarette ends in the ashtray on the tea table, and a lady's cigarette was sandwiched between Jiang Rumo's slender fingers.

Jiang ruting could see that she was in a bad mood at this time. Just as she didn't want to talk, she was ready to go upstairs directly. As a result, she just took a step under her feet and was suddenly stopped by Jiang Rumo.

"Why did you come back so late?"

"The crew is filming, so it's late." Jiang ruting whispered.

"Hum, it's JOJO again." Jiang Rumo took a cigarette, slowly spit out a smoke ring with his red lips slightly open, and whispered, "little sister, you are really more and more interested in playing the role of this assistant."

Jiang ruting didn't speak. After a pause, he stepped directly up the stairs.

When it comes to JOJO, her eyes are full of what he said tonight and the back of his decision when he left. She really doesn't have the heart to discuss these with Jiang Rumo now.

But Jiang Rumo seems to be particularly interested in his sister's work tonight.

She smiled low: "little sister, my sister advised you not to sink too deep and forget your identity."

Jiang ruting was stunned. Identity, identity, identity

JOJO cares about her identity, and Jiang Rumo always reminds her to pay attention to her identity.

She is Jiang ruting. Yes, but no one has ever asked her if she would like to be Jiang ruting.

A fire in my heart suddenly crackled, sparked and burned more fiercely.

"Don't worry about it." Jiang ruting said coldly.

Jiang Rumo, sitting on the sofa, was stunned when he heard the speech, and his smile suddenly froze on his face.

She turned her head and looked at Jiang ruting. Her voice was cold several times: "what did you say?"

The room was quiet for a long time. Jiang ruting pressed down his depression again, exhaled heavily, stroked his long hair behind him, and turned to the living room.

Throw the bag onto the single sofa. She sits next to Jiang Rumo and puts a hand on her knee.

Jiang Rumo smoked quietly and didn't look at her.

"Elder sister, don't you often say you want to see the aurora? We don't play games. We go to see the aurora, and then change cities, or go abroad. It's good to live anywhere. How about we go to the days of normal people?"

Jiang ruting's voice was slightly dumb, and his eyes looked at Jiang Rumo with a trace of appeal.

Like hearing a joke, Jiang Rumo glanced at Jiang ruting and smiled incredulously: "normal people's days?"

"Little sister, I didn't expect you to be so naive after staying with that JOJO for a long time."

"I'm serious, sister. We can get rid of this life as long as you like." she gently shook Jiang Rumo's leg.

Jiang Rumo was shaken slightly by her. Some cigarette ash fell and stained on the white cheongsam. She reached out and brushed it, but she still left traces on her clothes.

"Little sister, you know, not only I can't go away, but even you can't go back." Jiang Rumo whispered. She reached out and touched Jiang ruting's hair. Her actions were soft, but her words made people tremble.

Jiang Rumo couldn't help laughing at his sister's innocence.

They were once labeled as bad guys, and they can no longer be good people all their life. In addition to struggling in this life, there is no other way for them to go.

Besides, she likes games so much, how can she be willing to lose such a day?

Jiang ruting closed his eyes and his hand on Jiang Rumo's knee slipped slowly.

Jiang Rumo's voice was very low, but it sounded like spring thunder in her ears, shaking her heart.

"Why?" Jiang ruting murmured, "just because I was born in Jiang's family, is it the so-called Jiang ruting?"

Jiang Rumo was a little stunned and then reacted. What she asked was why she couldn't go back to the past.

She chuckled: "why else? You should be happy. You are a member of the Jiang family. You have half of Jiang degrees. Countless wealth belongs to you. As long as you wave, I don't know how many men outside want to know you."

She looked at Jiang ruting and said with a smile, "listen to your sister. Don't concentrate on looking for that JOJO. What's good about him? He resigned you and made you so confused."

"You... Know?" Jiang ruting asked.

"Ha ha ~" Jiang Rumo laughed. "You can see at a glance. What don't you know?"

Jiang ruting paused, raised his hand and pressed his face, slowly took a breath, and his voice leaked from her fingers: "yes, what can I hide from you? Everything is in your hands, and we are just tools in your game."