Every word he said made Sisi feel humiliated.
She stared at him for a long time, her hands secretly clenched into fists.
Her eyes seemed to be very angry, and a cluster of sparks gathered in her pupils, as if they were about to burst into flames.
Qing Muchen glanced at her face lightly, observing the reaction on her face calmly. Seeing her like this, he was slightly stagnant.
Her anger didn't seem to be fake.
A person who comes for his identity also has anger
The two people looked at each other, looking into each other's eyes. Qing Muchen seemed to be stunned, while the fire in Xixi's eyes was still gathering.
They stared at each other like this for a while, and when Xixi was about to explode, Qing Muchen suddenly let go of her hand.
"When you come to Qing's house, you have to know your identity clearly!" Without saying a word, as if nothing had happened just now, he passed her and went straight upstairs.
Xixi stood there, her fingers secretly digging into the flesh of her palms.
When he returned upstairs, Qing Muchen had already entered the room.
Xixi didn't want something like last night to happen a second time, so she went upstairs and found another room for herself that was farthest away from Qing Muchen's room.
The two of them lived at opposite ends of the corridor. After Xixi returned to her room, she deliberately locked the door to prevent Qing Muchen from breaking in again.
The night after that was fairly peaceful.
Xixi hasn't had a good sleep for a long time since Qing Muchen returned to Qing's house on Saturday.
The next morning, she accidentally overslept.
The work was supposed to start at half past six, but she came downstairs at half past seven.
Qing Muchen used to leave the villa very early, and Xixi hoped that by the time she went downstairs, he would be gone.
However, as soon as I came downstairs, I bumped into him.
The man who should have left long ago was sitting upright on the sofa, his slender legs lazily crossed over each other, looking in her direction expressionlessly, as if he was waiting for her specially.
Seeing her coming downstairs, Qing Muchen raised his expensive watch and looked at the time.
"It's been an hour and you're slacking on work again!" There was no fluctuation in his tone, no emotion could be heard, and no anger was seen.
"I'll make it up." Xixi replied to him expressionlessly, then turned and went to the kitchen.
Qing Muchen finished breakfast with her in the villa, and then seemed to be busy with Jueye's business.
Everyone had reached the door and suddenly stepped back.
He turned his head and glanced at Xixi behind him, then walked towards her in a few steps. He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the garden.
"Where to go?" Xixi followed behind, hesitating.
"Together!" Qing Muchen just said two words to her, expressionlessly dragging her out.
Jueye itself is a large organization with many internal members, and this is the headquarters. You can bump into many people wherever you go.
Wherever the two passed by, greetings almost never stopped, "Hello, Master Qing!"
The very respectful voice showed Qing Muchen's status here.
Xixi walked and stared around quietly.
After getting familiar with the environment, she followed him into an office in a building. When she watched him close the door, she suddenly said, "Aren't you afraid that I will steal secrets?"
Qing Muchen's body froze slightly with his back to her, and his handsome, sculptured face slowly turned around.
He squinted at her from the corner of his eye, his eyes extremely contemptuous, "Just you?"