Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 154 Who Is That Strong Backstage?

The man stood right behind her, his breath blowing past her ears.

Knowing that Jing Jihan won't leave immediately, Shi Su's feeling that he didn't land completely because of the dead cat suddenly relaxed inexplicably.

She nodded while tidying Shi Mianmian's hair: "Anyway, this is your place, and I haven't touched anything in the study, you can use it as you like."

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Ten thirty at night.

Mianmian had already fallen asleep.

It has been more than an hour since Jing Jihan entered the study.

Shi Su remembered that the bag of tea he had brought from home was the Yuqian Longjing that Jing Jihan had seen at her home. After thinking about it, he got up to boil water to make tea, then knocked on the door of the study, holding the teacup walk into.

"Not finished yet? Are you going to be busy until late?"

"Several new projects in the overseas branch are about to be established, and the materials have been delivered to me, and I need to review and approve them immediately."

When talking about work, Jing Jihan's occasional light teasing and occasional Jiyue Qingfeng's refined elegance seemed to disappear, replaced by sternness and awe.

Jing Jihan looked at the computer screen and focused on his work.

Shi Su looked aside for a moment, then gently put down the teacup.

The man's back is straight, like a pine and a cypress, and the smoke gray shirt has a rigorous and cool color in the dim light of the study.

For a time, everything seemed to be quiet and distant.

Shi Su looked at him for a while, and for some reason, he wanted him to work overtime here today, or rest here if he was tired. If he slept in the master bedroom, she could live in another room, and there are so many rooms here... …

It seemed that his mood was not stable, but every time he saw him sitting here, he returned to calm again.

Shi Su went to fetch a few scripts, went back to the study, and nestled down on a single sofa.

These scripts are new scripts that Sister Jun has received, and the crews are all good. There are modern fashion dramas and ancient dramas, with different styles and types, and they are all very sincere when they send the scripts.

The desk was occupied, so she held another notebook to check the original work related to the script and character analysis, and at the same time, she opened the script and compared the adapted plot to analyze the personality of each character.

Jing Jihan knew that Shi Su would be scared tonight, so she didn't say anything, and the occasional loss of focus and the different state tonight all revealed the considerable fright in her heart.

Although it is true that he intends to spend more time with her here, he has always been too focused on his work, discussing the merits of new projects with overseas partners while checking the materials sent there.

It was after eleven o'clock in the middle of the night that I didn't notice the cold cup of tea in the back, and I didn't notice Shi Su who was nestled on the single sofa in the study.

Shi Su sat there cross-legged, holding a notebook and still looking up the original materials.

Jing Jihan withdrew his gaze, and continued to chat with the overseas partner about the follow-up content, until more than an hour later, the time was almost one o'clock in the night, and the sound of steady and shallow breathing came from the air.

Shi Suwo fell asleep on the sofa.

Scripts and notebooks are placed next to the sofa.

The little girl's originally tied ball head was a little loose because of her sleeping position, and the button on the collar of her pajamas was tied to the top. She leaned on the sofa, tilted her head, and slept deeply.

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In the early morning of the next day, Shi Su was woken up by a phone call. She had a nightmare last night, but then she didn't know why the dream suddenly stopped, and she slept peacefully until now.

With sleepy eyes, she picked up the phone and put it to her ear: "Hello? Miss Jun?"

"Shisu, where is the exact address of your current residence? I just received a new script. The subject matter and team are good. The film studio asked for a reply within three days. I'll send you the script now."

Shi Su turned over on the bed, but before he could reply, his expression suddenly paused, and he sat up abruptly.

When did she go back to bed and sleep?

Wasn't it in the study last night?

Later, I was too sleepy, and I didn't want to go back to the room to lie down alone, let alone disturb Shi Mian's sleep, so I fell asleep on the sofa for some reason.

How did she go back to the bedroom?

"Where's the address?" Miss Jun urged on the phone.

Shi Su gave the address subconsciously, and then suddenly regretted it after speaking, feeling that Miss Jun might have misunderstood, after all, Kaixing Mansion is a place she can afford to live in casually now.

Miss Jun was indeed surprised, but she was also in a hurry to deliver the script. After asking for the address, she hung up the phone and said see you later.

Shi Su scratched his messy hair from sleep, and then lay back on the bed. After squinting for two minutes, he felt that he couldn't fall asleep, so he quickly got up and took a shower in the bathroom in the bedroom, and then just put his hair on his head without drying it. hair, walked out of the bedroom in pajamas, ready to prepare breakfast for Shi Mianmian.

The second day after wrapping up is the weekend, and Shi Mianmian doesn't have to go to kindergarten, and she seems to have returned to the trivial daily life where she doesn't have to be too busy and just needs to concentrate on being with her children.

When did Jing Jihan leave?

Are you leaving when you're done?

After frying two eggs, she fried a few slices of ham and made the sandwich that Shi Mianmian loved to eat. When she was ready, she heated up the milk and told Mianmian to get up to drink later.

Just as breakfast was ready, the doorbell rang suddenly, and Miss Jun's wechat message was also sent, asking her to open the door.

Shi Su wiped his hands and went to open the door.

Miss Jun stood outside the door, quickly glanced at Ruo Da's living room behind her, then sized her up and asked, "Whose house is this?"

Sure enough, Miss Jun's three hundred and sixty-five questions arrived even though they were late.

"It's from a friend." Shi Su also knew that his answer was perfunctory.

She can't answer that it's that little boy you mentioned.

Miss Jun gave her a blank look, because she knew that this was not Shisu's own home, so she poked her probe inside and said, "Is it convenient for me to go in?"

"Convenient, of course it is convenient." Shi Su hurriedly invited him in.

At first glance, seeing all the breath of life here, it is no different from that of Shi Su.

In addition to the fact that the house is many times bigger, the furniture and facilities are also luxurious and low-key, especially the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, which is a full plus point. This is really a top-notch apartment in terms of layout and decoration. .

"Shi Su, since you joined the crew of "Trace of the Yao Terrace", I actually know everything that happened in my heart." Sister Jun walked around the living room and said, "You take the children alone. , and indeed there should be a reliable person by your side, although I don't know who is the sacred backer that has been covering you all the time, but if this person is reliable and takes you seriously, you must take care of yourself Cherish it, but remember not to let others expose your love affair easily, you have to control this speed well."

Shi Su has always admired Miss Jun's speed of brainstorming: "...Sister Jun, you misunderstood again."

Miss Jun gave her a sideways look, and raised her hand to interrupt her: "Don't worry about the misunderstanding, anyway, just get rid of that little boy who lived in your house back then!"

Just as Su was about to speak, he suddenly saw the door of the study behind Miss Jun open.

The man she thought had left came out of the study, and when he heard Miss Jun's words, his calm and indifferent gaze fell on the back of Miss Jun's head.

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4000, good night~