Ming Zheng: "?"
Did he know what he was talking about?
Who was it last night who was filled with righteous indignation, looking as if they wanted to fight Chi Xian?
She was about to speak.
Mo Qi Yu appeared to cry more and more sadly, and more and more unhappily, crying even louder.
Then he covered his face and cut off the call.
Ming Zheng: "??"
She couldn't understand.
However, with Mo Qi Yu's disruption, she was also completely awake.
Her brain, which was full of "Zheng Bao Meng," had also returned to normal.
She got up to wash up.
After washing up, she ground herself a cup of coffee and stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, drinking it sip by sip.
After just two sips.
Her gaze suddenly fell on a certain spot outside the window.
Her starry eyes widened abruptly.
Outside the window, the brilliant golden sunlight shone brightly, and golden light cascaded down, falling on the figure standing by the car.
The man was tall and stood like jade.
Brilliant golden flowing light enveloped him.
It made his face, which could topple cities and bewitch nations, appear even more dreamlike, as if he were a god.
Chi Xian!
Why was he downstairs at her apartment?
Perhaps sensing the girl's gaze, the man leaning against the car slowly looked up, his deep, noble ink-colored eyes meeting hers.
Ming Zheng's heart skipped a beat.
After finally managing to banish the dream from last night from her mind, the moment she saw Chi Xian, all the memories flooded back.
With a swoosh, she turned around, her back to the floor-to-ceiling window.
After a few seconds of silence.
She stepped out of the room and closed the door.
Three minutes later.
She stood in front of Chi Xian: "Why are you here?"
"Good morning, long time no see." Chi Xian hooked his thin, rosy lips, his ink-colored eyes tinged with a noble golden hue, making his eyes even brighter.
For some reason, looking at the man before her, he overlapped with the man in her dream last night.
She bit the tip of her tongue to calm herself down: "We just parted last night."
So, it wasn't "long time no see."
"For me, it's been a very, very long time." Chi Xian bent down and got into the car, taking out a paper bag with the "Zui Xian Lou" logo. "Your breakfast."
Zui Xian Lou.
Xia Du's number one private kitchen, very high-class.
Only the rich and powerful entered and exited, and one had to book half a month in advance to eat there.
Let alone take-out.
This was probably the preferential treatment of the Chi family head.
When Ming Zheng first arrived in Xia Du, she really liked the food from Zui Xian Lou.
However...
Ever since returning to the Ming family.
She never had a chance to go to Zui Xian Lou again.
During that time, the Ming family took Ming Zhi Rou there once.
But... they never thought of taking her.
"Thank you." Ming Zheng reached out, intending to take the bag.
Chi Xian, however, looked at her intently, his gaze fixed on her, and withdrew his hand: "I brought you breakfast, so shouldn't I have the chance to have breakfast with you?"
Ming Zheng: "...You, the family head, are so idle?"
Still the head of such a large family.
Squatting at her doorstep early in the morning to deliver breakfast to her.
Chi Xian slightly curved his ink-colored eyes, a seductive and low charm spreading through his eyes, his smiling voice deep and lingering: "To accompany you, I always have time."
Ming Zheng: "..." He was pursuing her quite earnestly.
Ming Zheng turned and walked towards the small apartment.
Chi Xian's thin lips curled up, and he followed behind her with satisfaction.
Ming Zheng's small apartment was also in a relatively affluent, prime location.
The decoration style was European architecture.
It could be considered luxurious and exquisite.
But when the tall and slender man stepped into her space, his noble aura inexplicably made this room feel somewhat... unworthy of him.
Chi Xian didn't think so.
His gaze fell on the room filled with the girl's scent.
The furnishings and decoration of the room were just like the girl's image, cold and simple.
In the air, it was as if the sweet and fresh scent of the girl was lingering.
Stepping into her space.
It was like being enveloped by her aura.
"Sit anywhere you like."
Ming Zheng pulled over a chair and sat down at the wooden dining table.
The dining table was clean and tidy, with no trace of oil stains.
It was obvious that it had never been used.
Chi Xian sat down beside her, placed the bag he was holding on the table, and laid out the breakfast in the insulated containers one by one.
Looking at the not-so-large insulated containers.
But when the items were laid out, there were many varieties, and they were exquisite.
The air was instantly filled with the aroma of food.
Chi Xian pushed a bowl of seafood congee from the bottom layer in front of Ming Zheng.
As Ming Zheng ate her breakfast, she thought of Mo Qi Yu's video from earlier and raised an eyebrow: "By the way, did Mo Qi Yu look for you?"
"Mm." Chi Xian's deep ink-colored eyes gazed at her intently, his gaze seemingly able to draw threads.
Ming Zheng: "How did you convince him?"
She knew Mo Qi Yu's personality well.
Even if Chi Xian was his brother, he wouldn't have changed his mind so quickly.
After all, he was shouting about fighting last night.
"Persuade with reason, persuade with sincerity." Chi Xian answered righteously, "He believed in my sincerity, so he agreed to me pursuing you."
Ming Zheng: "..."
But Mo Qi Yu in the video was crying so sadly and unhappily, he didn't look convinced at all.
More like... forced.
But Chi Xian clearly didn't intend to tell the truth, so she was too lazy to ask further.
She would ask Mo Qi Yu clearly when she saw him next time.
After finally finishing her meal under Chi Xian's burning gaze, Ming Zheng packed up the insulated containers and pushed them towards Chi Xian: "Family Head Chi, I won't see you out."
"You ungrateful little thing, you're kicking me out after I've eaten?" Perhaps it was because it was at her place, but Chi Xian's voice was exceptionally low and magnetic at this moment.
Especially the phrase "ungrateful little thing," which seemed to be filled with endless doting.
As if to drown her in this tenderness.
Ming Zheng averted her gaze, not wanting to look at his cold and ethereal, world-shattering face, and stood up with a swish: "Breakfast is finished, why are you still lingering here?"
Just as she was about to distance herself from this troublemaker, lest she be ensnared by his face.
Her wrist was suddenly grasped.
The man's slender, jade-like fingers instantly enclosed her small hand.
Ming Zheng: "..."
No!
This feeling was becoming more and more wrong.
Why was it that every time the troublemaker made a surprise move, she couldn't avoid it?
He always hit the bullseye!
Her pride in her sharp senses was completely useless in front of him!
Ming Zheng tried hard to shake off his hand.
But the man's fingertips rubbed against her palm, like a feather, tickling her.
That itchiness inexplicably made her feel hot.
"Let go!"
She glared at him angrily.
But Chi Xian's gaze fell deeply on her porcelain-white and bright little face.
Then, with a slight exertion.
Her face crashed into his embrace.
Ming Zheng tried to hit him with her backhand.
But as soon as her hand moved, it was grabbed by the man's large palm, pulling her even deeper into his embrace.
Ming Zheng: "!!!"
This was too wrong!
Her strength was actually no match for this troublemaker who looked so delicate and weak!