Chapter 55 A Dignified Exit.
Uncle Zhang was driving around the city in circles.
The boss closed his eyes for a short nap as soon as he got in the car, without saying a word. Although he usually does this, he wouldn't remain silent when Uncle Zhang asked him where he was going.
It's like being deaf and mute.
Uncle Zhang had no choice but to walk around the city in circles.
The air pressure inside the car was extremely low. They said they went to Huibinlou to run some business, and after spending half a day there, this is how it turned out.
It looked like he had been tortured.
"Third Master, shall we go to the Li family's residence or the official residence?" Uncle Zhang broke the silence. "Or, shall we go see the old master and the old lady?"
Li Mushi opened his eyes. The wind outside the window ruffled his hair, revealing his full forehead and thick, sharp eyebrows.
"The Li family is busy."
“Oh,” Uncle Zhang said, “about the princess, right?”
Li Mushi: "It is not appropriate for me to appear."
"..." Uncle Zhang stammered, "Then, that time at the official residence?"
Li Mushi: "Desolate."
Uncle Zhang: "Gege is here..."
wrong.
The Jing family is going to call off the engagement.
Jingge no longer needs to hide in the official residence.
She won't go.
Uncle Zhang said considerately, "Then go see the old man and the old lady, and have a meal with them..."
Li Mushi looked out the window, his gaze as indifferent as a wisp of smoke: "I'm afraid we'll have to make the decision."
"Then...then..." Uncle Zhang didn't know what to do. "Shall I treat you to a meal?"
Li Mushi: "Is your salary very high?"
Uncle Zhang: "
Don't you know whether it's tall or not?
Li Mushi looked at him in the rearview mirror: "Do I look like someone who needs money to be pampered?"
"..." Uncle Zhang wanted to slap himself for provoking him to say something!
Li Mushi closed his eyes again.
A faint shadow covered the space between his brows.
uncomfortable.
My heart is throbbing with pain.
Shouldn't I be happy that the engagement has been successfully dissolved?
Why are you crying like that?
Is it because you can't bear to part with it?
If they can't bear to part with him, then they shouldn't. They can educate Li Zhan properly, and they can still reconcile.
I think it's because I like it.
How could I not like it?
The feelings between childhood sweethearts are just a collection of misunderstandings. As long as you are willing to sit down and explain, those misunderstandings will be cleared up.
So, did you regret it halfway through?
She even asked him if he wanted to move to another city together, and why she would bring him along, as if he were her father.
Li Mushi's throat tightened: "Back to the official residence."
Uncle Zhang: "Okay."
The car drove into the underground parking garage of the official residence.
The motion sensor light turned on immediately.
The girl, who had been huddled by the elevator door, opened her eyes in confusion. When she saw the familiar car, her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed happily, "Uncle, you're back!"
Through the windshield, the girl's gaze was focused on the low beam headlights. She was still dressed the same as the one he had sent her out that morning, but her listless mood had suddenly become energetic.
Uncle Zhang exclaimed in surprise, "It's Princess!"
Li Mushi's eyes flickered with emotion, and his lips pursed slightly when no one noticed.
The elevator uses biometrics, and Jing Ge hadn't registered. Without Li Mushi accompanying her, she couldn't get in.
Jingge complained to him, "I've been waiting for you for so long..."
Li Mushi's emotions remained completely unchanged: "Where's the phone?"
Jing Ge suddenly shut up.
She dared not make a phone call.
He was afraid that because of the electric current, he wouldn't allow her to come and would directly send her away. It would be different if they were face to face. At least face to face, he could see her pitiful face, like that of a stray dog.
It should be able to garner some sympathy.
"Uncle," Jing Ge said hesitantly, "I'm hungry..."
Li Mushi scanned her palm print and led her into the elevator.
Jing Ge's feet seemed glued to the ground as he dawdled, refusing to move inside: "Uncle, couldn't you at least register me? That way I won't have to bother you next time..."
At this moment, she was outside, while Li Mushi was in the elevator. The interplay of light and shadow made the man in the light appear more indifferent.
"Let's go upstairs for dinner," Li Mushi said calmly. "After you finish eating, I'll take you back to your dorm."
"......"
If she refused, she would pounce on Jing Ge's face.
It was already abrupt that she suddenly came back, and now she wants to stay here long-term? That's just wishful thinking.
Jingge didn't dare to argue with him. The Cancer, whose birthday is in July, is sensitive and introverted, and can easily sense when the other person's emotions are not clear.
Jingge stood obediently, maintaining a just-right distance, and asked softly, "Were you unhappy at work today?"
Li Mushi: "No."
Jing Ge: "Aren't you going to ask me how I am?"
Li Mushi: "It's done."
"..." Jing Ge stared in disbelief. "How did you know?"
Li Mushi remained calm: "Seeing that I didn't cry."
Jing Ge: "".
That's true.
I used to cry every time I saw him, just like a child who cries three times before seeing his mother.
Jingge felt relieved and tilted her head to look at him: "You must have had a bad day at work. I'll cook for you."
The elevator doors opened.
Jingge skipped out excitedly, turning back as she walked: "I can make omelet rice, Uncle, you rest, I'll make it..."
The space, which is over 300 square meters, can be instantly filled with her voice and breath.
Li Mushi was in a daze for half a second.
Jingge reflexively opened the shoe cabinet to find his new pair of slippers.
There was no result.
Jingge paused, an unbelievable thought flashing through her mind, prompting her to quickly scan the house where she had lived for nearly twenty days.
It has been cleaned.
She had cleaned it thoroughly; her slippers were gone, the haphazardly thrown cushions were gone, and the chairs she had arranged so crookedly had been rearranged almost to the exact marks on the floor. Even the air smelled of disinfectant.
Jingge didn't even need to go into the bedroom to know that the bedding and furnishings had all been changed.
Just like when she first came here.
Cold, clean, with a Bking-like, aloof style.
Jingge turned around.
Facing a man with no expression.
Li Mushi remained unmoved by her almost angry eyes: "It's just the habit of a part-time worker."
Jingge's mind went blank for a moment: "Is it the cleaning lady's habit, or your habit?"
“…” Li Mushi lowered his eyelashes for a moment, “You should use polite language when speaking to your elders.”
Jingge knew she was pushing her luck, but the house was immediately cleaned and disinfected after she left that morning, which easily shattered her pride.
Li Mushi's use of the word "elder" was a way of giving her advice.
Tell her to be mindful of her boundaries.
His help doesn't mean she can act recklessly.
When Jingge is with him, her little temper always inexplicably flares up like a match that has burned to its limit.
It was extinguished visibly.
“Uncle,” Jingge’s voice softened, “I forgot to take my StellaLou.”
Li Mushi's expression was unreadable. He reached out and pulled open the entryway cabinet, took down the gift box containing Xingdailu, and handed it to her.
Everything and everything.
It was as if everyone was prepared to send her away.
It turns out that her current fate was already arranged when she left home that morning.
Jingge remained silent and somber.
She stood barefoot for a few seconds, then started putting on her shoes: "Thank you. I just cleaned the kitchen, and I was afraid of making it dirty for you. When you have time, I'll treat you to a meal at the restaurant."
She should learn to be more dignified.
This means learning how to gracefully exit any relationship.
Therefore, she failed to notice the subtle, low husky tone beneath the man's aloofness and indifference: "Okay."
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