After making the coffee, Rongrong took it to the CEO's office and placed it on his desk.

"Is there anything else?" Rongrong asked.

Ji Mingjing looked up at her and asked, "So eager to get things done?"

Rongrong calmly replied, "I just didn't want to be stopped by you again when I got to the door."

Ji Mingjing was slightly taken aback.

"It's alright, you can go now." He lowered his head and continued working.

Rongrong looked at him for a few seconds before speaking, "Okay."

She stepped into the elevator, and as the doors were about to close, she suddenly said, "I'll wait for you to come back for dinner."

Ji Mingjing suddenly looked up.

The elevator doors are already closed.

He frowned. What did she mean? Had he agreed? And then she left?

Ji Mingjing glanced at the time; it was almost five o'clock.

He then continued working.

Rongrong took her luggage from Ji Kong and then took a car to the Ji family.

The old security guard in the Ji family's security room saw her and smiled kindly: "Miss Rongrong is back!"

Rongrong smiled back and said, "Hello, Uncle Tan."

Uncle Tan was an old servant of the Ji family and should have retired, but his son was the captain of the Ji family's security team. He also liked to be with young people, so he often came to the security room.

Today, Tan Bo happened to see Rongrong return, and he opened the door for her with a smile: "Miss Rongrong, let me take your suitcase."

Rongrong didn't let her: "It's alright, Uncle Tan, I can carry it."

Uncle Tan said sadly, "Miss Rongrong, do you think I'm too old to carry a suitcase?"

"no……"

Before Rongrong could finish speaking, a familiar voice came from behind her: "Rongrong?!"

Uncle Tan said with a smile, "The second young master is back!"

Rongrong turned around to look.

Ji Xianren got out of the car and walked over, speaking gently: "Uncle Tan, you go ahead and do your work, I'll take the luggage."

Before Rongrong could refuse, Ji Xianren preemptively said, "Do you really have to be so polite with me?"

Rongrong met his gaze, and after a moment, she said, "Thank you for your trouble."

"I'm so glad you're back."

Ji Xianren walked beside her, pulling his suitcase, glancing at her every now and then: "Now that you're back, you won't leave again, right?"

"I don't know yet," Rongrong said truthfully.

If Ji Mingjing loses her memory and develops a rebellious attitude towards her, meaning she no longer likes her, she can't force her to do anything against her will.

However, Ji Xianren asked with considerable surprise, "You're so unsure of yourself?"

Rongrong was slightly taken aback.

She meant it wasn't a question of whether she was confident or not.

Ji Xianren seemed to know what she was going to say, and said meaningfully, "Man proposes, God disposes."

Rongrong was taken aback again. It seemed like the saying was "Man proposes, God disposes."

But in his mouth, it came to mean the exact opposite.

Thank you for your encouragement.

Rongrong turned her head to look at him, and her eyes met his complicated gaze. She was stunned at the same time.

She continued, "Although I'm not sure, I will do my best."

Ji Xianreng was the first to turn his gaze away and look into the distance: "Hmm, that's more like you."

Neither of them spoke after that.

We walked all the way to the attic where Rongrong used to live.

Ji Xianreng stood downstairs. Since he had already made his decision, he should keep his distance so as not to make things difficult for her. Therefore, he did not go in directly as he had done during his school days.

"You just got back, rest for a while, shall I have the kitchen send you some food?"

Rongrong shook her head and refused: "Thank you, but no need, I'll make it myself."

"Don't be so polite with me..."

"No, I told him I'd wait for him to come back for dinner."

Ji Xianreng was taken aback at first, then forced a small smile: "Oh, I see. You can go in now, I'm leaving."

Without waiting for Rongrong's reaction, he turned and left, walking faster and faster.

Meanwhile, in the president's office of the Ji family group.

Chen Jingshui knocked on the door and entered: "President, Chairman Zeng called and said his daughter is waiting for you downstairs and would like to have a candlelight dinner with you. Will you agree?"

A candlelight dinner?

Ji Mingjing slowly raised her head and looked at him: "If you don't want to do this anymore, you can go to the personnel department."

In an instant, a layer of cold sweat appeared on Chen Jingshui's forehead.

"I will immediately refuse Chairman Zeng!"

Chen Jingshui hurriedly left the president's office.

Ji Mingjing checked the time and it was exactly five o'clock. He closed the file, got up, walked to the coat rack, picked up his coat, and headed for the elevator.

Underground parking garage.

The elevator doors opened, and Ji Mingjing stepped out.

Ji Kong stepped forward: "Patriarch, Miss Zeng has arrived."

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Zeng Lanni walking over in her high heels.

"Brother Mingjing!"

Zeng Lanni waved shyly: "I've finally waited for you. Let's go eat."

Zeng Lanni tried to take Ji Mingjing's arm, but Ji Mingjing dodged her.

"Don't touch me."

Ji Mingjing spoke without holding back, as if Zeng Lanni were some kind of lewd woman.

Zeng Lanni's smile froze: "Brother Mingjing, didn't my dad call you?"

Ji Mingjing ignored her and walked towards his car.

His back view exuded a cold-hearted attitude of "your dad is your dad, what does it have to do with me?"

Zeng Lanni stood there stunned for a moment.

After getting into the car, Ji Kong turned to look at Ji Mingjing: "Patriarch, are we going straight back?"

Ji Mingjing glanced at him: "Where else do you want to go?"

"I don't want to go anywhere!"

Ji Kong replied almost instantly, explaining, "Miss Rongrong called to ask how much longer it will take you to get home. If I reply now, I will reply to Miss Rongrong."

Ji Mingjing: "She called to ask you?"

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