Shao Qing suddenly heard his cell phone ring.

It was a message from her younger sister, Shao Yu, who wanted to meet her.

After thinking for a while, Shao Qing decided to keep the appointment to avoid any trouble.

When she arrived at the appointed western restaurant, Shao Yu was eating steak happily with her red hair.

Seeing Shao Qing sit down, she didn't even raise her head. Her mouth was stuffed with food as she muttered, "Sister, pay the bill for me later!"

"How many days have you not eaten?" Shao Qing glanced at her impatiently.

Shao Yu raised her head with sauce on the corner of her mouth, blinked and said, "Sister, I have no money."

"So?"

"Can you lend me some first?"

Shao Qing couldn't help sneering, "Are you all right? Why did you ignore your rich parents and come to me for money?"

Hearing this, Shao Yu quickly sat down beside her, shook her arm, and said coquettishly, "Sister, I know that Dad treats you badly and you hate him, but I have always regarded you as my elder sister. You can't just watch your younger sister starve to death, can you."

Shao Qing thought for a moment and withdrew her hand in disgust, "If you want to borrow money, then tell me. Why does Ji family insist on marrying into the Shao family."

This was a mystery that she had always wanted to solve. Not only was it driven by curiosity, but she also felt that if she knew this secret, she would be able to completely control Ji Zisheng.

At that time, let's see if he still dares to put on airs.

Shao Yu pursed her lips and said, "I really don't know the specific reason. I only know that it has something to do with the car accident of the young master of Ji family."

"The young master of Ji family?"

"Yes, it's the elder brother of Ji Zisheng. A year ago, he had a car accident and his leg was disabled."

Of course, Shao Qing knew that the Ji family had two brothers. The second young master, Ji Zisheng, was in charge of the Jiting Group because of his unique business mind.

As for the young master, she only heard that he was gentle and modest. He had been good at painting since he was a child and did not like to show up in public. Even his name and appearance were rarely known. In recent years, he had disappeared without a trace. She did not expect that he would become disabled because of an accident.

But why did his car accident become something that Shao Budong could use against Ji family?

"My dear sister!" Shao Yu pulled Shao Qing back from her thoughts and said, "Just lend me some money, please!"

"I really don't understand what you're thinking. Instead of being a rich young lady, you insist on following the gangsters." Shao Qing rolled her eyes, picked up her mobile phone, and transferred 2,000 yuan to her.

"Do you really think I'm so happy? I'm just a canary raised by my father at home. I don't even have the right to choose." Shao Yu picked up the drink cup, bit the straw, and muttered, "So what if with a gangster? At least he really loves me."

"Talk about true love with gangsters?... Take care of yourself." Shao Qing was speechless. She got up and was ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, Shao Yu stopped her again. "Sister, in fact, at first, Ji family wanted the First Young Master to marry into the Shao family, but Dad thought that the First Young Master was a cripple and was not responsible for the group's affairs, so he threatened and forced Ji Zisheng to marry her. Ji Zisheng must have hatred in his heart. You have to be careful with him."

Shao Qing paused for a moment and then walked out of the western restaurant.

Standing on the side of the road, she lit a cigarette and took two deep puffs. The smoke drifted in the cold autumn wind with the heat in her nose.

Shao Qing felt as if her heart had been clenched.

Like Ji Zisheng, both of them had no choice but to walk into each other’s life.

Obviously, Ji Zisheng was the one who was more reluctant.

She was still angry with him because of Shu Xin. What right did she have? That's ridiculous.

After smoking the cigarette in her hand, Shao Qing felt much soberer. She went to the shopping mall next door to buy two pajamas and then took a taxi back to Ji Zisheng's home.

The house was empty, and she didn't turn on the light. She stood by the window and lit another cigarette.

When she was in college, she had to work part-time during the day and only had time to study at night. In order to get the scholarship, she stayed up all night and smoked to refresh herself.

Over time, she began to smoke because of her worries, as if those bad emotions could disappear with the light and smoke between her fingers.

But today, she felt that the cigarette was stuck in her throat and she couldn't breathe.

Shao Qing simply put out the cigarette and took the newly bought pajamas to the bathroom, ready to wash away the smell of cigarettes on her body.

As soon as she went in, Ji Zisheng came back.

He could tell from her cold nose that "obedient girl" was smoking.

At first, Ji Zisheng was still a little angry, but when he thought of Shao Qing standing by the window smoking in a nightgown he had bought and the sound of the bathroom rustling, he felt as if there was a small claw scratching his heart. He was in no mood to be angry.

The phone call last night made the fire that should have been burning suddenly stop, and now the small flame that had not been extinguished suddenly burned again.

He loosened his tie irritably and followed the sound to the bathroom unexpectedly.

Pushing the door open, Shao Qing was in a black nightgown. She was bending down to wipe skin cream with her legs, and her little face was pink from the hot steam in the bathroom.

"Why didn't you knock on the door?" She stopped knocking and looked displeased.

Ji Zisheng frowned.

She was actually wearing black clothes...

It made her skin look even fairer.

His gaze fell on the injury on her knee, and he looked away... The soles of her feet were very beautiful.

Ji Zisheng suddenly felt thirsty and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are your injuries better? Do you want me to examine you again?"

Shao Qing was stunned for a moment, but then she understood.

She knew very well that Ji Zisheng liked her body, and he only liked it.

She stood on tiptoe and put her arms on his shoulders with a faint smile. Her dimples added a touch of cuteness and playfulness to her charming face.

Ji Zisheng held her up with one hand and played dirty with the other. There was a hint of surprise in his burning eyes as he said in a low voice, "I was wrong last night. I'll make it up to you today, okay?"

"It doesn't matter." Shao Qing put her face on the neck of Ji Zisheng and said, "Anyway, I will move out as soon as possible."

Silence befell.

Ji Zisheng put her down stiffly, frowned, and narrowed his black eyes slightly, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't Mr. Ji say that we'd better not get too close to each other? I thought about it and felt that it made sense. We'd better keep a distance from each other." As Shao Qing said this, she took out her hairdryer as if nothing had happened.

Ji Zisheng snorted and said, "I think your problem has been solved. You don't have to hide from me."

Shao Qing didn't answer and continued drying her hair.

The annoying sound of the hairdryer could perfectly stop all conversations.

She looked into the mirror and watched Ji Zisheng leave the bathroom with an expressionless face. She continued to dry her hair numbly.

She planned to apply for an employee's dormitory at work tomorrow so that she wouldn't have to leave the hotel. Song Yong couldn't take her away by force from the hotel.

The staff dormitory was a little shabby, but it was better than living here and having an ambiguous relationship with Ji Zisheng.

In the living room, Ji Zisheng didn't think so. For the past two nights, the fire had been put out, and he felt indescribably aggrieved.

He lit a cigarette irritably. When he heard his phone ring, he looked around.

It was the phone that Shao Qing had left on the table.

Without thinking, he picked it up and looked at it.

It was a message from Song Yong.

[ Shao Qing, you promised to come to meet me. When will you come? My patience is limited. Don't make me wait too long!]

Ji Zisheng narrowed his eyes. His man's intuition told him that things were not simple.

The next second, Song Yong sent another message.

[It's said that you can't have children, so you don't need it.]

What followed was a photo of a small box of condom...

Ji Zisheng felt like his head was about to explode!