After eating breakfast, Ji Shaoheng took a paper towel and wiped the corners of his lips and left the restaurant.

Fang Yaqing said coldly, "this is not the Ji family, and there are no servants. Who are you waiting for to pick up your plate?"

Ji Shaoheng's answer is of course: "you."

Because of what happened just now, Fang Yaqing was still angry, so he didn't give Ji Shaoheng a friendly face because of Fang Sitong.

"I'm not your nanny. I'll wash it myself, or I'll take care of my lunch."

Ji Shaoheng glanced at Fang Sitong and looked at her. The face of the demon was cold and hard: "I can take Tongtong with me immediately."

Fang Yaqing is once again infuriated by him. She stares at Ji Shaoheng, but Fang Sitong is there, and the tone of her speech is quite peaceful.

"Ji Shaoheng, are you so mean that you can only threaten people now?"

Ji Shaoheng's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth were amused: "but you eat this set very much."

Fang Yaqing did not speak for a long time. After calming down, she went into the dining room and took the plate on the table into the kitchen.

She quickly finished washing, and then out of the kitchen, saw Ji Shaoheng standing in front of the water dispenser, holding a water cup in the water.

He was wearing a custom-made white shirt, his body was symmetrical and straight, and the opening of his coat was two. His soft and beautiful facial features were like exquisite sculptures.

She looked at Ji Shaoheng, some doubts in her heart, just now she has been angry, so did not find that Ji Shaoheng's clothes fit very well.

He and Ji Jinchuan are about the same height, but even if they are similar in body shape, he can't look like a tailor-made one in Ji's clothes.

Ji Shaoheng inadvertently raised his head and saw Fang Yaqing standing at the door of the kitchen, looking at himself thoughtfully.

The corner of his lips curled up the arc of the demon: "looking at me is fantasizing about me?"

Fang Yaqing subconsciously blurted out: "clothes you wear fit very well."

Ji Shaoheng's eyes flashed and his thoughts were mixed. From Fang Yaqing's words, he heard the suspicion.

He chuckled and said casually, "I've been here before, so there's nothing strange about my clothes."

Fang Yaqing's doubts did not disappear, but increasingly puzzled: "then why is it hanging in your big brother's room?"

Ji Jinchuan's house, Ji Shaoheng occasionally come over is also normal, but his clothes should be placed in the guest room.

Ji Shaoheng said: "I still want to ask you, did you move my clothes? Why are my clothes mixed up with my big brother's? "

Fang Yaqing shook his head: "I have not."

"That must have been the part-time worker before." In order to dispel her doubts, Ji Shaoheng snorted, "too unruly. Fortunately, elder brother has dismissed her."

What he said was reasonable. Fang Yaqing didn't say anything more, and his doubts gradually dissipated.

After lunch, when it comes to the break time, Fang Sitong is sleepy. Fang Yaqing takes her daughter upstairs to have a rest.

After Fang Sitong fell asleep, she took the shirt at the end of the bed and went into the bathroom. She saw a set of used toiletries on the washstand.

She was slightly stunned. How could he know where the spare toiletries were?

Then she thought that he might have found it in the room himself.

She threw Ji Shaoheng's used articles into the garbage basket, and finally picked up the towel, which can be used as a dishcloth.

She put the shirt in the sink, poured in the detergent, soaked it for a while, and then washed it by hand to dry.

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