Lin Luo looked at these two WeChat messages, and always felt that something was not right.
While denouncing the cruelty and inhumanity of the exploiting class, she obediently stepped on the accelerator and drove away to the address Jiang Chen had given her before.
There was no way, Ji Chi'an was her ancestor now.
Ji Chi'an's home was farther away from the city than Lin Luo's small shabby house, but the difference was that his home was a manor. The irregular arc-shaped pure white building was obviously the work of a famous architect. It was a single house by the lake with an entrance pier, yachts docked on the pier, endless lawns, carefully maintained gardens, and even a few sika deer.
The concierge saw Ji Chi'an's car from a distance and opened the gate early. He was waiting on the side. As soon as the car stopped, he bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Miss Lin."
Lin Luo smiled and nodded in return, then got out of the car, picked up the suitcase in one hand, held the rose in the other, handed the car key to the concierge for parking, and followed a man dressed as a butler inside.
Looking at the scenery of the manor, Lin Luo missed home. She missed this decadent and extravagant life very much, so she cheered up more and decided to take good care of Ji Chi'an and go home as soon as possible.
The housekeeper introduced as he walked: "My last name is Chen. Miss Lin can call me Old Chen, or you can follow the young master and call me Uncle Chen. The old master lives in the west, and the young master lives in the east. But the old master is resting now, so I will take you to find the young master first."
"Thank you, Uncle Chen."
Ji Chi'an encountered a car accident when he was five years old. He survived, but his parents were not so lucky. So he was raised by Old Master Ji, who was also his only relative.
So he lived with his grandfather, and she didn't think it was strange. After all, they were both single old virgins with no private life, and there was no need to worry about the elders.
As soon as Lin Luo followed Uncle Chen into the living room, she saw Ji Chi'an. He must have just taken a shower. His hair, which was usually well-groomed, was naturally messy and hung down on his forehead, slightly covering his deep eyebrows. He was wearing an ankle-length black silk nightgown, which made his figure look even taller. The loose neckline slightly revealed his strong chest, which was still permeable. He was wearing home shoes and walked down the stairs slowly, step by step, lazy and sexy.
Lin Luo didn't know why she felt that he was deeply abstinent at first. This man was obviously lustful from beginning to end, a beast in human clothing. Without that suit, he was just a beast.
Why did she suddenly not believe the original text that said "keeping a virginity for 27 years"?
This is not scientific, unless he can't do it.
Ji Chi'an didn't know what Lin Luo was thinking, he just simply thought that his little fangirl secretary was fascinated by him again, and he was enjoying her gaze with pleasure.
He never lacked suitors and flatterers, but he had never met a little secretary like this, who could say nice words without any hypocritical courtesy, was direct and sincere, well-behaved, and would blink while talking, like a little kitten rubbing against it waiting to be tickled in the belly.
The little kitten was pretty good at fighting outside. It
unexpectedly suited his appetite, and he was too lazy to care about her previous brainless nonsense.
After all, there were not many people who could make him happy, so she was barely useful, and the matter of firing her could be put on hold for the time being.
President Ji was in a state of confusion, but he looked calm on the surface. He glanced at her and said, "I'm here."
Lin Luo didn't know why he had such a cold face all day long, so she just answered obediently, "Yes, President Ji, do you have any instructions?"
"Nothing, just working normally as usual, but the location has changed to my study."
"?"
Uncle Chen saw Lin Luo's puzzled expression and knew that his young master was an impatient person, so he immediately explained: "The young master has to come back every month to stay with the old man for a week. Because it is far from the city, it is troublesome to go back and forth, so he usually handles his work at home. Before, Secretary Jiang assisted, but now Secretary Jiang is recovering from an injury, so Miss Lin is troubled."
Uncle Chen is middle-aged, gentle and elegant, and speaks politely and courteously. Lin Luo knows that his status in the Ji family must be high. She hurriedly and politely replied: "This is my job, there is no trouble at all, you are too polite."
But the person who really bothered her was unmoved, and said "hmm" as a matter of course: "Then Uncle Chen can go and do his work first, and leave this to Lin Luo."
Then he turned and walked towards the study, his hands casually inserted into the pockets of his nightgown, and the very draped belt hung down behind him, swaying gently with his steps, and he could faintly feel the perfect body contour under the silk through the nightgown.
Lin Luo really couldn't imagine that she had to work alone with Ji Chi'an dressed like this in his house.
I always felt that this job was not serious.
But she had to bite the bullet and follow.
Ji Chi'an's study is very large. Like his office, it is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows. He seems to have a mysterious obsession with floor-to-ceiling windows.
After Lin Luo followed him in, she sat down obediently at a small table next to his desk. The small suitcase was placed at his feet along the table legs, and the rose was inserted into the pen holder. She took out a mini notebook and prepared to start doing chores for Ji Chi'an.
However, Ji Chi'an didn't move at all. He just leaned back in his seat and looked in her direction, which made her shudder: "Ji... President Ji, is there anything?"
"Nothing." Ji Chi'an retracted his gaze, straightened his body, and lowered his head to look through the documents in his hand, "Please sort out the guest list for the charity dinner in a few days."
"Okay."
"Points -1."
... ?
? ?
Did I say something wrong? Did I do something wrong?
I didn't.
Lin Luo was confused.
"The system has issued a task. Within ten minutes, you must find out the reason why the task target's favorability has decreased. If the task is successful, you will get +5 points, and if it fails, you will get -10 points."
...
What a timely task.
Lin Luo was no longer able to express his helplessness, and he resigned himself to his fate and shouted, "Mr. Ji."
"Huh?"
"I saw you were looking at me just now. Is there something wrong? Tell me so I can pay attention."
Ji Chi'an raised his head when he heard it, glanced in her direction, and then lowered his head to flip through the documents: "Nothing, I just saw that you brought a rose, and I thought this variety was not good-looking, so I took a closer look at it, so that they would not prepare this kind of rose for the dinner."
...
What's wrong? !
Lin Luo forced a smile and said, "These are the flowers prepared by the program team. They might be purchased in bulk, so they don't look very good."
"Hmm." Ji Chi'an didn't seem to be very interested in this topic, but he asked in a neutral tone, "Was it collected from the show?"
He knew the rules of the show.
"Hmm, Lin Yuan gave it to me."
Lin Luo felt that there was nothing to hide about this question, and it wasn't something she felt guilty about, but the "-1" that followed made her stunned. What on earth had touched his nerves?
Recalling carefully, first of all, he should have lost one point because of the rose, and then lost another point when he heard "Lin Yuan".
Lin Luo followed these two clues, added up the left and right, and suddenly realized that Ji Chi'an had deducted points because of Lin Yuan!
"Mission successful, points +5, current points 19."
As expected, Lin Luo was enlightened.
This old man must be jealous of his younger brother's youth, beauty and gentleness!
Damn jealousy in men, tsk.
Lin Luo pretended to chat casually: "Lin Yuan is still very cute."
Before "-1" was added, she immediately added: "But he is still too young, without experience, a little immature, not as charming and attractive as mature men."
Although she still thinks that youthfulness is the beauty that is hard to find in the world, but for the sake of life, she has to exaggerate mature men, and she has to do it lightly and without leaving any trace, so that she can be sincere and not deliberate.
"Points +3."
Oh, I am really a little smart.
Ji Qian'an still didn't look up, and asked again lightly: "Don't you like younger men?"
Lin Luo blurted out: "No! Those who are too young are not sensible and can't take care of others. It's better to have someone a few years older, who is successful in his career, mature and considerate, who thinks everything through, and who is capable, who loves and protects people, and gives you a sense of security."
But Lin Luo has never lacked money, love, and bullying since she was a child. She is also independent and capable, so she has never thought about finding a sense of security in a man. Her life goal is to change one after another, to change to a little milk dog, of course, a wolf dog is also very good.
If she hadn't been unlucky enough to cross into a book, her life goal would have been realized soon.
Thinking of this, she felt a little wronged and sad. She lowered her head and started working silently. Even the "+3" didn't make her jump a little.
In Ji Chi'an's eyes, this look became "the girl has a crush on him, but dares not say it openly, but does not hide it. She accidentally lets the truth slip and thinks of what he told her not to have any thoughts about him, so she feels a little disappointed."
Poor and cute.
He suddenly felt that he might have been too harsh on the girl before. In fact, she has been quite capable recently, and can do everything well. She never refuses his requests, has a good temper, a sweet voice, and has never done anything excessive. She
is also pretty.
Ji Chi'an felt that he could be a little nicer to her in the future. She should be sensible and will not have any obsessive fantasies about him.
The two of them were silent, each with their own thoughts, and the study was strangely harmonious.
Until Uncle Chen knocked on the door: "Master, Miss Lin, the master wants you to have dinner in the restaurant."
The author has something to say: Ji Saogou: Don't you know why I like French windows?
Lin Yemao: My dream was to conquer all the puppies and wolf dogs in the world, until I met an old Saogou.
And, Ji Sao, wake up! ! ! ! ! Stop self-tactics! !