The door was gently closed, and An Ran’s heart began to feel a twinge of bitterness.
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Chi Cheng returned to his room, changed into clean ho wear, and took the suit downstairs to give to the servant, "Take this out and throw it away."
"Young master?" The servant was a bit surprised.
The young master’s suits are all pure handmade from Italy, and each one is quite expensive.
This suit, the young master only wore it once today.
Worn only once, and it’s... going to be thrown away?
Seeing that the servant did not move, Chi Cheng said lightly, "Did you not understand what I said?"
"Ah, I understand." The servant hurriedly took it.
A dozen minutes later, Chi Cheng walked back to the second floor with a bowl of shredded chicken wonton soup.
He knocked on the door, then pushed it open.
An Ran didn’t expect Chi Cheng to co back again and hurriedly steadied her emotions, not looking up at him.
Chi Cheng stepped forward and placed the bowl of wonton soup on the desk, "Eat this."
"I don’t want to eat."
"Be good." Chi Cheng added again, "When I tell you to eat, I’m not asking for your opinion."
An Ran felt very uncomfortable inside.
It felt like he was the master, and she, like a pet Chi Cheng kept.
Everything about her was under Chi Cheng’s control.
But Chi Cheng had the kind of freedom she couldn’t question too much.
Thinking this way, tears from An Ran fell on the workbook.
She didn’t expect herself to cry.
Chi Cheng’s throat tightened, and he picked her up, sitting on the sofa next to them.
Then he lowered his head to wipe her tears, "Why are you crying? I’m worried you’ll have a stomachache, after all, if you don’t eat, your stomach will be uncomfortable, right?"
He said he is worried about ...
But An Ran could never tell which of his words were sincere and which were traps.
An Ran angrily tried to get up, "Don’t mind , let go of ."
Seeing her like this, Chi Cheng chuckled softly, "Still say you’re not angry?"
"Chi Cheng!"
"The suit just now, I’ve already ordered to be thrown away." Chi Cheng cupped An Ran’s small face with his hands, his thumb wiping away her tears, "If you don’t like the sll, we’ll throw it away."
She seed to not have said anything just now.
Why does Chi Cheng know everything...
Why is it so easy for him to see through all her thoughts?
Chi Cheng’s forehead pressed against hers, his voice beca a little deeper, "Not eating because I didn’t co ho? Is Ranran jealous?"
An Ran turned her gaze away, "I’m just your prey, I don’t have the right to be jealous, and I’m not jealous! You’re overthinking..."
Chi Cheng interrupted An Ran, "Busy at the company, spent the whole afternoon and evening socializing. There were indeed won present, but also others from the company, a lot of people together."
He knew there was the fragrance.
He obviously could have changed his clothes before coming to find her after returning ho.
But he deliberately didn’t.
Because...
Chi Cheng lifted An Ran’s chin, his gaze locked on hers, half-smilingly.
An Ran lightly bit her lip, "You went to see Lin Wanqing."
Earlier Lin Wanqing called her and said Chi Cheng was right beside her.
Chi Cheng suddenly chuckled lowly, seeming very delighted.
"Didn’t go to see her." Chi Cheng gradually tightened his arms, holding her deeper, "Besides work, it’s only you."
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