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Cheng Ji'an felt a little bored, but soon sat up straight again, and let out a light and shallow breath.

When she walked out of the bedroom, she became the dignified and peaceful Mrs. Ji again, with wavy hair, a knee-length dress, and beige high heels stepping on the carpet, making only a slight screeching sound.

The sun was shining outside, and the surroundings were silent, except for her footsteps, there was no sound. There are nearly ten rooms on the second floor, and she lives alone, and she is used to it.

Going down the spiral staircase, when came to the corner, eyes were still inadvertently looking towards the room facing south, just glanced, and then took it back - it was Ji Chongjun's study, and don't know when it became him. bedroom, if he comes back.

They have been separated for a long time, or rather, they have never lived together like any other couple. They have slept together, but how many times? once? twice? three times? ...a handful.

And the first time...

The past appeared in front of her eyes, Cheng Ji'an lowered her eyes and pursed her lips slightly, but she soon abandoned everything. She raised her head and looked at the door of the study again.

How long has it been since he came back this time?

The door to the study was closed, as if someone was there.

When she walked to the dining room, the servants were setting various kinds of breakfasts on the table. She had breakfast at 7:30. The servants had already mastered her habit. Only when she approached and was about to pull out the chair and sit down, she stopped again.

Wu Ma was really busy, but instead of setting breakfast for her, she was cleaning the dinner plate in the main seat.

Theme? That is……

"Mrs. early, Mr. Ji came back last night and just left after breakfast..." Next to her, Mother Wu set the plate for her and said softly.

Cheng Ji'an turned his head, and outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling window in the distance, the trees were lush, and a figure happened to pass through the trees.

Wearing a white shirt with a black suit hanging on his arms, he is tall and straight. There is only one profile, but it already has a handsome and perfect silhouette.

But no matter how beautiful it is, it will always be so far away.

The owner of the Ji Group was and is now.

Cheng Ji'an tightened, and soon loosened, Ji Chongjun left her sight and never looked back. Sit down and pick up the spoon, but it didn't fall into the bowl.

Wu Ma's voice sounded again, "Mr. wanted to wait for your wife when he had breakfast just now, but I used it first after I received a phone call. It should be something urgent..." Her voice was low and cautious, Again with a hint of impatience.

Cheng Ji'an recovered, raised his head and smiled at her, "Yeah." Her smile was light and beautiful, but not the slightest comfort.

How could Ji Chongjun wait for her? If he would wait for her, how could he come back once a month and still stay overnight in the study?

What happened in this house, they understood better than anyone else.

It's because see it too clearly, so feel sympathy for her...

Cheng Ji'an quickly ran out of breakfast, half a bowl of porridge, a piece of bread, that's all. She went back upstairs again, shutting herself up in her own world.

It was a studio, spacious, sunny, well-lit, with a lot of books. It turned out to be a study. After half a year of being overwhelmed and doing nothing, she asked for permission and changed it into a studio, and finally found something she could do.

She said it was a change, but she just added some things. The original furnishings have not been moved, but suddenly one day, she found that many of the original things had been removed. Only then did she know that Ji Chongjun had also worked here before. . But when she used it, he never came in again.

He has never had a clear line with her, he will not touch all the things she has used; all the places she has been, he will not appear. First this study, now this villa.

She has spent most of the past year and a half in this studio. She is an art major and loves to paint. Now painting has become her pastime and her solace.

Staying here, you don't have to be afraid of making mistakes, you don't have to be afraid of being out of tune with this world.

It's just that can quickly immerse self in the world of painting in the past, but this time couldn't fall into the gods no matter what. The room was very quiet, and the sunlight fell on the colorful scroll, but only reflected the blurred light.

Cheng Ji'an heard his heart beating, dull and empty.

The house was huge, but it seemed like she was alone.

Today, she has been married to Ji Chongjun for two full years.

Two years, short and long.

I don't know how long it took, a ringing sound woke her up, and when she saw it, it was Gu Youshan who called. The Gu family and the Ji family are friends, and You Shan is her only friend here.

"Hello..." Cheng Ji'an answered the phone, feeling a little hoarse in his voice.

On the other side, Gu Youshan's voice was brisk, "An An, let's go to the newly opened Shangcheng Club for dinner tonight, I heard that the Qiongyu Cup there is very delicious, I haven't been there yet, so I just happened to try it this time. …”

You Shan just came back from abroad two days ago, and she called her last night to ask her to have dinner with her today. At that time, she hadn't thought of a place, and she just said that she would talk about it tomorrow.

"Okay." But there's no need to think about it now.

At 6 o'clock in the evening, Cheng Ji'an went out and made an appointment with You Shan at 7 o'clock. It was the Ji family's car, and the driver was Lao Zhou, her full-time driver. Ji Chongjun was estranged from her, but gave her the treatment she deserved as Mrs. Ji. She didn't understand it at first, but then she figured it out.

Old Zhou speaks very little, and she has been quiet all the time. After two years of getting along, the two have long been used to each other. Silent all the way.

Parking at the entrance of Shangcheng Clubhouse, Lao Zhou walked down quickly and opened the door for her, before saying, "Madam, I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot, feel free to call me if you have any orders."

"I guess for a while, you can find a place to rest first, and then contact you when you leave."

"OK."

Lao Zhou drove away quickly, Cheng Ji'an turned around and walked towards the door.

The Shangcheng Clubhouse is magnificent, and under the dazzling huge crystal lamps, the exchanges are full of wealth. Cheng Ji'an was once cramped, but now that he is in a place like this, he has already been able to adapt. Handbags in hand, high heels walking across the slick floor tiles, gestures and gestures, all decent.

Just getting used to it again is not real joy. The man in the elevator mirror had a beautiful face, but there was a flash of tiredness in his eyes.

You Shan's private room was located on the west side of the second floor. As soon as she entered the door, she gave her a big hug.