Did President Ji Urge for Marriage Today?

Holding a brand new shopping bag, Xu Mingzhu stood at the door waiting for Tang Shumi to open the door.

The logo on the shopping bag is a trademark of a well-known mobile phone.

Last night, Tang Shumi called her and asked her to buy a new mobile phone and a calling card, and to bring Shanshui Yipin this morning.

After Tang Shumi said thank you, she hung up the phone, and when she called back, no one answered.

Since they are all back to the first grade of Shanshui, Shumi must have quarreled with Ji Linchen again.

However, Ji Linchen has stayed in city a during this period, and no matter how much the two quarreled, Shumi wouldn't be able to return to Shanshui Yipin.

After waiting for a long time, the door finally opened.

Only a small gap was opened, and the person inside turned and entered the room.

Xu Mingzhu opened the door and went in, following Tang Shumi.

She sighed: "What happened to you and Ji Linchen?"

"Don't presume his name in front of me." Tang Shumi suddenly turned around and said every word.

That way, it seemed to hate him.

"Now, the phone you want." Xu Mingzhu handed her the bag.

Tang Shumi took it and threw it on the sofa.

"I didn't sleep well last night?" Xu Mingzhu leaned forward and looked at her face carefully, hey, "Why are your eyes swollen?"

Xu Mingzhu frowned, "...you won't cry all night, right?"

"No, drinking too much water and swelling." Tang Shumi turned around and walked to the bedroom.

Xu Mingzhu ran two steps, rushed in front of her, turned to face her, and pointed her eyes again: "Your eyes are still red."

Tang Shumi said coldly: "No, you are wrong."

"You go and look in the mirror." Xu Mingzhu pushed her and stood in front of the full-length mirror. "Look for yourself, your eyes are not red."

As she said, she blinked twice, "Look at my eyes again."

Tang Shumi looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were quite red compared to Xu Mingzhu.

"I said you didn't cry." Xu Mingzhu pierced her.

Tang Shumi had no expression: "I was crying."

"What's the matter?" Xu Mingzhu asked.

Tang Shumi glanced at her: "Your eyes are in the sand."

"..." Xu Mingzhu gave her a glance, turned around and walked to the side of the bed to sit down, patted the edge of the bed, "Come and sit down, say slowly, I will definitely help you scold Ji Linchen **** today."

Tang Shumi sat next to her, looked at the exquisite mural on the wall, and calmly told the whole story.

After Xu Mingzhu finished listening, she calmed Tang Shumi: "Don't be too angry, maybe something really happened."

Tang Shumi looked at her: "Don't you know me? I'm pretty good, but usually I work in principle."

The sudden look made Xu Mingzhu startled slightly.

This is the first time she has heard of a woman confessing her work.

But what the **** is principled work?

Tang Shumi continued: "If he made a phone call and said personally, I wouldn't be so angry. Sudden situation? Oh, just these four words, it is really a treasure."

"Isn't President Ji always cold and talkative?"

With a cold look in her eyes, Xu Mingzhu immediately changed her words: "It's a dog man who stepped on a horse! Can the four words for emergencies be worthy of our book honey who learn to cook every day?"

Tang Shumi's little chicken nodded like a peck.

"Then Ji Linchen is back now?" Xu Mingzhu asked.

Tang Shumi said, "I don't know."

Xu Mingzhu remembered the phone call his brother had made before going out, and said, "I expect to be back today."

"Oh."

"Not back to Mingyuan?"

"No return."

"Ji Linchen will come and catch you back."

Tang Shumi looked at her and said earnestly: "I used to be the one who didn't really move, so I won't go back this time."

"..." Xu Mingzhu: "You said the same last time."

"I remember you had a commercial house in the south of the city."

Xu Mingzhu remembered it seriously, nodded and said: "There is a set."

"Lend me stay for a while."

"It's not 200 square meters yet, are you sure you want to live?" Xu Mingzhu couldn't believe it.

Although it is well-decorated, compared to Mingyuan and Shanshui Yipin, it is simply a slum.

Tang Shumi nodded: "I'm sure."

"There is no cloakroom, no garden, and no separate bath room."

Tang Shumi frowned and couldn't believe it: "No?"

Xu Mingzhu shrugged: "No."

A two-hundred-square-meter house, where are these luxurious facilities.

Tang Shumi said indifferently, "Just forget it."

Impromptu do, can still live.

"Ji Linchen will find you sooner or later."

"At least not so fast, and he doesn't have the keys to your house."

Xu Mingzhu thought for a while, and felt that what she said was reasonable, and readily agreed.

Ji Linchen got off the plane at 7pm.

Zhao Yan drove the car, and saw the boss's gloomy face through the rearview mirror, and he didn't dare to show the atmosphere.

It was originally the flight last night, halfway through the flight, and someone on board suffered a heart attack.

The plane was forced to stop in city b. It happened that there was a call from city a, and there was a safety accident on the construction site.

The project is in the final stage, and the safety incidents are unexplainable.

Ji Linchen immediately asked the secretary to book a ticket to return to city a, and rushed back to deal with the accident without stopping.

When the processing is finished, it is already 3 o'clock in the morning.

Shumi should have been asleep, and thought of sending text messages before boarding the plane, so he didn't call again.

Early the next morning, I didn't receive a text message reply. I called, but no one answered.

Ji Linchen asked Zhao Yancha to locate him in Mingyuan, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he returned to Mingyuan, Tang Shumi was not seen, and asked the housekeeper and servant, no one knew where she had gone.

The butler said: "Miss Tang took us all away to prepare a birthday surprise for you last night, so—"

Ji Linchen didn't listen to him anymore, and walked straight into the room with a calm face.

He went to the bedroom first. Her favorite dress was in the cloakroom, and there was no shortage of diamond jewelry in the window.

The steward said that she has been learning to cook these days, and she burned her hand a few days ago.

Ji Linchen frowned, remembering what he had told her that morning.

No matter how old you are, you will get burnt even if you drink coffee.

At that time, her expression was a little aggrieved and a little unhappy.

There was nothing on the table, and there was no table full of dishes as the housekeeper said.

Ji Linchen entered the kitchen.

Sure enough, they are all in the trash can.

It is vaguely scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fish.

Because it is late autumn, the vegetables will not rot so quickly.

He smelled the pungent smell of vegetables mixed together.

It was as dark as a scorched fish head, pressed against a white mobile phone with a diamond-encrusted shell. Even in the trash can, it was still radiant.

This explains why Tang Shumi is positioned in Mingyuan.

Xu Mingzhu had a family dinner in the evening and left early.

Tang Shumi was bored and went to the art gallery with a bag.

The art gallery is managed by someone.

After the opening ceremony, she didn't stay in the art gallery from nine to five in the morning.

Chen Mobai went every day.

There is quite an illusion that makes Shumi feel that the art gallery is his home.

"The students from the Fine Arts Department of University C have just left." Chen Mobai said.

m-tree does not charge, and only accepts those who are qualified to enter the museum.

The number of visitors is fixed every day, and the way to enter the museum is the same as on the opening day, and questions need to be answered on the official website.

Tang Shumi did not answer his words, but asked: "Aren't you going back to city a?"

Chen Mobai's studio is in city a.

Chen Mobai said half-jokingly: "Jiangcheng is better than City A. I plan to move my studio to Jiangcheng."

"Don't!" Tang Shumi immediately stopped him.

Chen Mobai's smile faded and asked her, "Why?"

Tang Shumi took it for granted: "City a is obviously better than Jiangcheng."

Jiangcheng often doesn't see the sun, even if the sun is out, it is covered by thick clouds, and the whole day is gloomy.

"I'll be back in a few days." Chen Mobai smiled, his voice a little bitter.

Tang Shumi nodded.

When he learned that Tang Shumi's fiancé was Ji Linchen, his expectation was gone, and his father warned him over the phone.

Completely extinguished that little thought.

The two chatted with each other, Tang Shumi was unhappy, and Chen Mobai was not in a good mood.

As it gets late, m-tree will close in ten minutes.

Tang Shumi originally planned to visit Xu Mingzhu's suite in the south of the city first, but Chen Mobai invited her to dinner together.

As before, she tactfully refused.

Chen Mobai did not accept with a smile as usual, but said: "Shu Mi, do you want to let me dove again?"

"Um..." Tang Shumi didn't know what to say for a while.

"You promised me before." Chen Mobai blinked.

Tang Shumi frowned: "What do you promise?"

Chen Mobai looked at her with an expression of "You really forgot".

"You said it yourself, you want to take me to eat Jiangcheng delicacies." Chen Mobai pretended to be displeased: "What? Forgot?"

Tang Shumi rolled her eyes, and she had a slight impression, "I didn't forget."

Chen Mobai smiled and said, "Just forget it."

There was a sudden heavy rain, the rain crackled on the roof, and the sound was noisy.

Ji Linchen leaned back in the back seat and quietly looked at the figure on the street outside the window, blurred by the rain.

His face was cold, his fingers were slightly bent, and he slowly tapped his knees.

The rain came too suddenly and it rained too much.

Tang Shumi stood at the entrance of the art gallery, playing like a rainstorm, frowned slightly.

Another gust of wind passed by, mixed with rain, so cold that she hugged her arms.

She only wore a single skirt and didn't accompany it.

She never reads the weather forecast and doesn't know it will rain.

Chen Mobai took off his jacket and put it on her.

Tang Shumi shook her lips and said thank you.

Chen Mobai looked at the water splashing on the ground and frowned, "Without an umbrella, I can only leave after the rain stops."

The car was in the parking lot, a few hundred meters away from the art gallery. The raindrops were so big that within ten meters, the whole body would be wet.

Tang Shumi nodded and stood under the eaves waiting for the rain to stop.

She lowered her head, looked down at her toes.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out, and his cheek was lightly touched by his fingers.

"Don't move, there is a small insect." Chen Mobai approached her, leaned down slightly, and gently twisted the little flying insect with its wet wings.

Tang Shumi was afraid of insects and did not dare to move.

After holding his breath for a while, Chen Mobai finally straightened his body.

Tang Shumi exhaled slowly.

He stretched out his hand, and there was a small black spot on his fingertips.

"Look, I didn't lie to you, there are really little flying insects." Chen Mobai forced a smile.

The moment he leaned over, she could feel her obvious resistance.

Even after talking about the small flying insects, her whole person, as well as her breath, was also stiff.

Seems to hate his approach.

The rain outside the window got bigger and bigger.

"Mr. Ji, do you want to...send an umbrella?" Zhao Yan retracted his gaze from the opposite street, raised his eyes to the rearview mirror, and asked hesitantly.

The fingertips on the knees slowly dropped.

Ji Linchen's face was cold, and his voice was even colder: "No need."

...

A black Maybach passed by in front of the m-tree pavilion, splashing water.

Soon, disappeared at the end of the street.