Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

When Ji Shiting heard the movement and turned back, his handsome and deep face was cold.

Tang Ranran said in a timely manner: "President, this is the agenda of the meeting tonight. I have made a copy of the information of the participants. It may be useful."

This thoughtfulness is also where Ji Shiting is satisfied with her.

The man nodded slightly and walked over to pick up the information and read it.

Tang Ranran took the opportunity to look up at him, but her eyes were restrained.

The man didn't seem to be in a good mood, and there was a bit of indifference between his eyebrows, but even so, he was still too good-looking.

Because of her restraint, Ji Shiting didn't pay attention to her. He quickly finished the document and asked a few questions casually. Tang Ranran's answer was dripping.

Ji Shiting looked up at her and expressed appreciation.

Tang Ranran smiled embarrassedly. She lowered her head and the hair on the temples hung down, forming a charming arc.

However, Ji Shiting did not appreciate this consciousness. What he was satisfied and appreciated was her work performance. Subordinates have no gender for him.

So Tang Ranran heard the man's indifferent voice: "You can go out."

Tang Ranran’s pupils widened slightly, and she looked up quickly at Ji Shiting in front of her, but she was satisfied with her nodded man a few seconds ago, but her eyes fell on the phone on the other side of the desk. Deeply, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Tang Ranran didn't dare to look at it again, she answered, and quickly dropped her eyes and left the office.

When the door closed sounded, Ji Shi Ting couldn't help but pick up the phone.

He remembered the woman he had seen before he left in the morning. The woman curled up, her tears on her face were not dry, and she was sleeping unsteadily. She is obviously the mother of two three-year-old children, but sometimes, she will reveal the fragility and helplessness of a little girl.

Therefore, he should at least make a phone call and ask her if she is okay.

...

Ji Shiting did not intend to stay in the office.

But the woman's cold and indifferent sentence "Is there anything else" made him suddenly make up his mind.

She needs space to calm down and needs to take a breath, this time he should always give her.

So, that sentence blurted out.

However, the woman sounded more indifferent, and she could hardly wait to hang up.

The busy tone on the phone filled Ji Shiting's heart with a strange coolness.

He squeezed his lips tightly, and after all he put the matter down and concentrated on his work. In fact, this phone call just made an exception for him. He expressed his concern for her, but she didn't appreciate it - in fact, it was normal for her not to appreciate it.

Ji Shiting raised his lips and pulled a smile similar to self-deprecation.

The video conference that night lasted until very late, when it was close to midnight, Ji Shiting returned to the office, followed by two assistants.

He confessed his work and sent them off.

"President, you don't eat much for dinner. Do you want me to get you some supper?" Tang Ranran said suddenly and softly.

Sun Ye's eyebrows twisted up on the spot. Is this woman finally showing her feet? Supper—what she wants to do?

"No, you go back." Ji Shiting waved coldly.

Any possible conspiracy is cut off in Ji Shiting's utter rejection...

Sun Ye almost laughed, looking forward to the expression on Tang Ranran's face, but she just nodded, without any loss, as if the supper just now was not what she proposed.