Chapter 22 Your Boyfriend
There is a kind of man who is born to make others submit to him.

Xia Qing has never been so guarded and afraid of a person like this, and always handles things cautiously in front of him.

The way the two of them got along was still rigid, Ji Xiangyang ate the food heartily while Xia Qing, who was sitting opposite him, picked up the rice with chopsticks!

She didn't know if he did this to target her specifically. She was sitting on pins and needles all day long, for fear that she would step on a landmine.

This way of getting along was too depressing, suddenly Xia Qing's cell phone in her bag vibrated, and when the ringtone rang, the frightened Xia Qing, who was originally nervous and straight, almost knocked over the bowl in her hand.

Ji Xiangyang raised his eyebrows, and raised his eyes to look at Xia Qing who was at a loss.

Xia Qing blushed in embarrassment, and took out a used Nokia mobile phone with a slightly worn appearance. It was Huo Ting's phone.

Ji Xiangyang lowered his head and continued eating without looking at her again.

"Hi!" She said in a low voice, covering her hands with her hands.

But anxious voices came from the other side, "Why haven't you arrived at school yet? Where are you? I'll pick you up."

"Qing'er, Qing'er." The man's voice was a little loud, and even leaked out of the microphone.

"Still doing housekeeping outside." Xia Qing said honestly, "Don't worry about me, I'll be at school soon."

On the other side, Huo Ting, who was holding the remote control of the car, suddenly stopped in his tracks. When he heard that she was doing housekeeping, the man's heart tightened.

"Help the master cook some food." She muttered softly.

Ji Xiangyang seemed to be eating casually, but the man's ears were listening to her seriously. When she confessed to another man unsuspectingly, Ji Xiangyang's action of serving food suddenly froze, but soon It's back to normal.

"Your boyfriend?" When Xia Qing hung up the phone, this was the first sentence Ji Xiangyang asked.

Xia Qing was just about to put the phone back into her backpack when she was taken aback when she heard the man's words, and then her face turned red instantly, neither denying nor admitting.

Ji Xiangyang could see something strange from her eyes and expression. Seeing that she didn't answer, the corner of the man's mouth raised a smile, "Don't think too much, I'm just asking casually." He just smiled, but if you look closely, You will find a hint of cold irony in his smile.

He has never shown his impatience to outsiders, and his smile is not on display. How could Xia Qing understand the meaning of that smile.

It was only after going out the door of the apartment that Xia Qing felt that the atmosphere outside was freedom. Being with that man was too depressing, and she felt as if she was about to suffocate all the time.

There is no need to meet this kind of man, it is best not to see him.

At least Xia Qing thinks so now.

A Land Rover had been waiting downstairs from Emperor Rong. As soon as Xia Qing came out, Huo Ting opened the door and walked out.

"Housekeeping also includes cooking?" The man took the backpack from Xia Qing's back without any hesitation, and said with dissatisfaction, "Hurry up and get in the car."

Xia Qing obediently got into the car without saying anything. After sitting in the car, Xia Qing asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"I don't worry about you!" Huo Ting said without hesitation.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the 13th floor are brightly lit. The man standing in front of the window puts his hands in his trouser pockets and quietly looks at everything downstairs with his deep eyes. in his eyes.

The height is not cold.

Looking down at his feet, Ji Xiangyang in the night is like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but domineering, independent but exuding a strength that looks down on the world.

(End of this chapter)

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