Ji Liting was still here, which was a bit beyond Jing Weiwei’s expectations, and at the same time she was completely at ease.
She walked in with milk, “I’m here to deliver milk to you, don’t work too late.”
Maybe after taking this moment of reassurance, Jing Weiwei fell asleep quickly after returning to the room.
On the other hand, Ji Liting looked at the documents in front of him, and couldn’t read any of the dense words, which made him feel a big headache.
The milk on hand was warm, but he never liked to drink this kind of thing.
A picture suddenly popped up in my mind.
A woman with a charming figure walked towards him. He took the opportunity to hug the man in his arms. The man drank a sip of wine and gave him a sip of wine.
Extremely skilled, it seems that he taught me.
But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t recall what that face looked like, it was always vague.
If you go deeper, you may have a headache.
No matter who that woman is, it is absolutely impossible to be Jing Weiwei.
Suddenly I had an idea to verify whether it was true.
I lost the pen in my hand and walked out quietly.
A few minutes later, a black car drove out of the manor in a low profile.
When passing by the door, Ji Liting looked at the security room.
The security guard on night shift ran out immediately, “Young master, what are your instructions?”
“If someone asks, just say I went out in the morning.”
“Okay, I understand!”
Someone, this person will only be Jing Weiwei.
The security guard was a smart man, watching Ji Liting go out and then pretended that nothing happened.
I was just a little confused, where did I go in the middle of the night.
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