Chapter 46: Clear Boundaries
Today is the weekend, so Mr. Ming doesn't have to go to the company.
When he woke up and just arrived in the living room.
Jiang Zhi was already sitting on the sofa, silent.
The back looks very thin, with the protruding shoulder blades faintly visible under the clothes.
Jiang Zhi was indeed born with a very striking appearance.
His eyes were floating in the air, unfocused.
Even the fingers hanging on his knees showed a sense of fatigue.
The distance from Mingjia Manor to the city center is not close.
Jiang Zhi was without a car.
A round trip hike takes at least eight hours.
But it was only eight in the morning.
Mr. Ming had no intention of talking to Jiang Zhi.
Just pretend there's no one else in the living room.
He walked directly to where he usually sat.
The sound of the newspaper being unfolded was particularly clear in the quiet living room.
But Jiang Zhi still didn't even raise his eyelids.
He seemed unable to perceive the outside world.
Only when breathing does the chest produce a slight rise and fall.
Beautiful but lifeless.
The two people in the living room just sat in silence.
The only sound left was the sound of Mr. Ming flipping through the newspaper.
Until there was a sound of light footsteps on the stairs.
Jiang Zhi's eyes finally showed some fluctuation.
The originally lifeless eyes gradually focused.
It fell on Mingzhu who was walking down the stairs.
Today she just casually put on a loose cream-colored sweatshirt and light gray sweatpants.
Simply tie your long hair into a loose bun.
A few strands of hair fell around her ears and behind her neck.
The somewhat loose neckline slipped down slightly with the movement.
Half of the delicate and beautiful collarbone was revealed.
Not dressed up.
But it is still so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.
Jiang Zhi's pupils moved slowly as Mingzhu walked.
It seems like the background of the whole world is blurring.
Only Mingzhu's figure was extremely clear in his eyes.
Mingzhu rubbed her still sleepy eyes.
Until she saw a figure appear in the living room.
Mingzhu suddenly remembered.
I think I brought Jiang Zhi home yesterday.
"Good morning, Grandpa."
Mingzhu greeted him softly, her voice still hinting at the sweetness of someone just waking up.
Mr. Ming put down the newspaper in his hand with a smile and responded: "Good morning, Zhuzhu."
Just as she passed by Jiang Zhi.
Seeing him look so dazed again.
Mingzhu rubbed the top of his head with her hands very naturally.
"Good morning to you too, Jiang Zhi." She said casually.
Jiang Zhi's hair was rubbed so that a few clumps of it stood up.
But he didn't care at all and was unwilling to look away.
Just when Mr. Ming thought Jiang Zhi would not respond.
But I heard a soft and warm word coming out of his mouth.
"Good morning."
Mingzhu lay down on the sofa casually.
My body felt lazy as the sleepiness had not yet completely dissipated.
Her legs were half hanging in the air, and the slippers on her feet were hanging on her toes, about to fall off.
In fact, the main building is fully carpeted.
It doesn't matter even if Mingzhu is barefoot.
It’s just that I developed the habit of wearing slippers after living in Beijing in my previous life, and I can’t change it.
Jiang Zhi looked down at the slippers on his feet.
It’s the same style as Mingzhu’s, just in a different color and a larger size.
Even Mr. Ming's slippers are of this style.
But his heartbeat still uncontrollably quickened.
"Grandpa, Miss, breakfast is ready." Uncle Zhou appeared at the right time.
Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at the breakfast on the plate in front of him, which was exactly the same as Mingzhu's.
He also didn't know when Mingzhu had specifically given the order.
Reason kept reminding him not to get carried away.
But this small request was fulfilled.
It already made his heart beat restlessly in his chest.
Jiang Zhi pursed his lips, but still couldn't suppress the slight curve of his mouth.
He could only force his mind to calm down and not think too much.
After breakfast, several people had just returned to the living room.
The servant came over quickly and said, "Master, Mr. Lin Huaiyan is here."
"Please invite him in."
Mr. Ming waved his hand.
After hearing this, Uncle Zhou immediately left to prepare tea and snacks.
There were footsteps outside the living room.
Lin Huaiyan walked in carrying a few boxes of gifts in one hand.
He was wearing a light grey plaid casual suit.
It's the age between youth and adolescence.
Although there is still some immaturity in her body that has not completely faded.
It still has a mature flavor.
The whole person looks neither too formal.
Everywhere shows signs of careful preparation.
"Grandpa Ming, good morning."
Lin Huaiyan walked over with a smile and handed the gift box he brought to the servant.
Mr. Ming smiled and waved, his tone gentle: "Huai Yan is here."
Jiang Zhi looked at Lin Huaiyan.
He still remembers this face.
That day in Yunque, this person was sitting opposite Mingzhu.
Lin Huaiyan met Jiang Zhi's gaze.
He also nodded politely.
As to why Jiang Zhi is still in the Ming family.
He didn't show any abnormality at all.
Mr. Ming raised his hand and gestured: "Huai Yan, sit down."
Uncle Zhou brought out some refreshments and placed them in front of everyone.
Lin Huaiyan naturally sat not far from Mingzhu, keeping the distance just right.
"I wanted to visit you last time, but my father called me for something. Today I specially brought your favorite Da Hong Pao to apologize."
"It's nothing." Old Master Ming took a sip of tea, looked up at Lin Huaiyan and said, "I haven't thanked you for what happened last time. Thanks to you for protecting Zhuzhu in time."
Lin Huaiyan quickly waved his hand and said, "Grandpa Ming, you are being too formal. Protecting Zhuzhu is what I should do."
As he spoke, he glanced at Mingzhu.
Mingzhu was concentrating on playing with her phone and didn't pay much attention to them.
Mr. Ming laughed heartily, his voice booming: "You have to thank people when you should, and you must be polite."
The words were said in a friendly manner, but the sense of propriety was well-measured.
Mr. Ming didn't want to owe this favor.
It will also prevent Mingzhu from being controlled by others because of this matter in the future.
Lin Huaiyan took the teacup handed to him by Uncle Zhou without changing his expression and spoke.
"Thank you, Grandpa Ming."
The Ming family's gratitude is definitely not just lip service.
No sincerity is lacking.
The specific details will be discussed by a dedicated person later.
The boundaries are clearly drawn.
After Lin Huaiyan and Mr. Ming finished their greetings.
The atmosphere in the living room became noticeably more relaxed.
Lin Huaiyan turned to look at Mingzhu, a gentler smile etched in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and even his voice became unconsciously softer.
"Zhuzhu, I remember you said last time that you wanted to collect various types of pink gemstone rough stones."
As he spoke, he took out a velvet jewelry box from his pocket and slowly opened it.
"I just took a picture of this pink brick abroad. Do you like it?"
The topic suddenly turned to herself, and Mingzhu was stunned.
She recalled for a long time before she remembered this time in her previous life.
It seems like I was really obsessed with pink for a while.
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