That night, Ji Rui drank a lot of wine, but he was not drunk.
Back home, after a bath and lying in bed, the words of Letong and Yang Sheng are still in my mind.
It was not until dawn that Ji Rui, whose brain was still in a mess, faintly fell asleep.
When I wake up, the watch on my wrist points to seven o'clock.
Today is Friday!
This idea flashed in Ji Rui's mind and quickly made him wake up.
I got out of bed at a very fast speed. After washing, I went into the cloakroom. I habitually took a white shirt and touched the clothes. I suddenly remembered what Letong said in the supermarket that day.
The finger glides over a long row of similar shirts, and finally falls on a dark blue shirt.
Although it's still a shirt, at least the color has changed a little.
Ji Rui thinks like this, puts on the shirt, according to the hint on the hanger, finds the same color suit that matches the shirt.
Ji Rui has a special costume stylist to help him take care of his clothes. Usually, in order to save time, many of his clothes are matched by stylists and hung in the cloakroom.
Change clothes, Ji Rui directly out of the door.
Ji Rui got on the bus and told the driver, "Xiao Li, take a shortcut back. It doesn't matter if you drive faster."
Xiao Li thought Ji Rui had arranged something important temporarily, so he drove back to Ji's at a very fast speed.
Coming out of the elevator, the wall clock in the corridor says it's seven forty.
Ji Rui strides into the office. He is in the position of secretary, but he doesn't sit the person he thought would appear.
"Good morning, president!"
Lin Ling was a little surprised. Except for special circumstances, Ji Rui didn't stay in the company until 7:45.
"Good morning
Ji Rui nodded slightly towards her, and her heart was filled with disappointment, but her face was still tense and cold.
Didn't she say she would come back today to hand over the work? Didn't you come to work for a long time and forget the time?
Ji Rui sits behind the desk, unconsciously picks up the spout and sprays the cactus in front of him.
Do you need to call to remind her?
Ji Rui is wiping the big stall on the table with a towel. Because he is absent-minded, he sprays water on the table. The knock on the door rings.
"Come in!"
Ten out of ten, it was Lin Ling who helped him make the tea and brought it in.
"Good morning, Mr. Ji!"
Hearing the unexpected voice, Ji Rui suddenly raises his head and looks at Yue Tong's bright eyes.
"Good morning..."
Ji Rui looked at her until she pushed the steaming mellow coffee in front of him, "Mr. Ji, your coffee!"
Such a simple few words, he had imagined countless times, when back to God, found that the person in front of him, but Lin Ling. Now, is the person in front of you really the real Letong?
"Letong?"
Ji Rui's voice is very low. He seems to be afraid that his voice will scare people away.
"Mr. Ji, what can I do for you?"
Letong's crisp and clean voice gives Ji Rui a sense of reality.
When he confirmed that the person in front of him was real, he remembered the quarrel between them last night.
She's not angry?
Originally just in the mind, but without brain filter directly asked out.
"Not angry?"
Tone, in addition to a bit uneasy, but also with his own did not realize the gentle.
Yue Tong meets the light of his eyes. The originally clear eyes show a little confusion, "Mr. Ji, I don't understand what you say. If it's OK, I'll go out to work first. "
Ji Rui stares at her back, and frowns again.
Why does she pretend?
Does it mean that as soon as she returns to Ji's family, she will return to the former Yue Tong who was masked to him?
Although, that kind of Letong is not bad.
But after seeing her lively and changeable face, Ji Rui is not willing to face this face which is always pulling formula expression and smile.
Although she looks impeccable and smart, she is good at dealing with clients and colleagues.
But when facing him in private, he still hopes that she can say whatever she has, as she did a few days ago. There is no need to hide her happiness, anger, sadness and happiness. She just needs to be real in front of him.
Ji Rui is tasting the mellow and rich coffee that he has not seen for a long time, while thinking about a lot of things that have nothing to do with work but are related to Letong.
After drinking more than half of the coffee, he suddenly remembered that since she didn't come to Ji's office, there was no coffee in the tea room. Moreover, this coffee is not the Brazilian coffee he usually drinks in Kishi, but the kind of mantelling coffee she once gave herself.
Ji Rui puts down the cup, picks up the phone and wants to pull it out. But soon, he hangs up again.
He Ji Ruitang is a president. He can't specially dial a phone to ask the secretary about a cup of coffee!
Fortunately, the little secretary who had been hovering in his mind all morning didn't make him wait long.
"Mr. Ji, this is the breakfast the baby asked me to bring back for you."
His little secretary pushed a fresh box in front of him.
Ji Rui looked up at her, "did you cook it?"
There was no expression on the little secretary's face, no joy, no disgust, just nodded calmly.
"Well, the baby said he wanted porridge. I cooked it yesterday. You don't like it? "
After the little secretary asked, he leaned over and took back the lunch box.
Ji Rui took the lunch box and said, "I like eating! My taste is similar to that of the baby. I like what he likes, too! "
It's rare that Letong doesn't care about what happened last night. Although Ji Rui still has a thorn in his heart, he doesn't want to destroy the atmosphere at this time.
Le Tong picks eyebrows, takes a deep look at him, but doesn't say anything. She turns around and goes out.
"Letong!"
Ji Rui stops her. When she turns to face him again, he points to the coffee left in the cup.
"Thank you for your coffee!"
Le Tong shakes her head. "Don't thank me. This is a thank you gift. Yesterday's meal, plus this coffee, is all that!"
Ji Rui's good mood disappeared because of her words.
"Letong, do you have to calculate so clearly with me?"
Ji Rui twists his eyebrows, and his green eyes are full of anger.
"Mr. Ji, father and son have to settle accounts. What's more, I'm nothing to you. I don't know how to do it!"
Yue Tong's words are also full of resentment. Ji Rui, who was a little angry, is suddenly not angry after hearing her words.
If she doesn't feel a trace of emotion, Ji Rui will have a headache, but she doesn't seem as calm as she is.
It doesn't matter as much as she said. She can at least let Ji Rui feel her true emotions.
"Letong, can we be like before?"