However, the expected attack did not come.
Yan Jun rolled down the car window and began to smoke.
The scarlet cigarette butt began to burn. It was unusually eye-catching in the dark car.
The white smoke that lingered brought with it the unique smell of tobacco, filling the car.
One cigarette was quickly finished.
Yan Jun began to light a second one.
Xia Jinqi looked even more guilty. Her left hand stirred her right hand, not knowing how to break the current stalemate.
"nothing to say? " He finally opened his mouth, his voice low and hoarse.
Xia Jinqi felt relieved. He began to speak, indicating that he had calmed down and was ready to talk to her.
"Big Sis told me to go down. You saw it too. When I went down, I found Yan Qing in the room. When I turned around, someone had already locked the door from the outside. We didn't do anything. "
The matter was that simple, and she used very simple words to explain it.
The last sentence seemed to have an emphasis. Xia Jinqi knew that the more she spoke about Yan Qing, the more wrong she got.
For example, this time, after she finished speaking, her heart was hanging in the air.
She was even prepared to wait for his anger... ...
But, time passed by second by second.
Yan Jun was silent once again.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the empty road in front of the car. His black eyes were filled with a deep light.
After a long time, he said, "free up time tomorrow. "
Xia Jinqi looked up, not understanding why he suddenly changed the topic. "What's the matter? "
"moving. " He only replied with two words. Then, he threw away the cigarette butt and started the car again.
Xia Jinqi's heart trembled. She opened her mouth, but she didn't ask.
He always kept his word when making decisions.
She just didn't know what the move had to do with what happened today?
What was even more surprising was that he wasn't angry this time... ...
The car continued to drive steadily.
Xia Jinqi stared blankly at Yan Jun holding the steering wheel with one hand and frowning slightly. Something seemed to be stuck in her heart. She couldn't get up or down, and it was very uncomfortable.
When she returned to the Yan residence, it was already late at night.
Xia Jinqi washed up and came out. Only then did she realize that Yan Jun had gone to the study room.
She climbed onto the bed alone, her expression somewhat gloomy.
She waited until midnight, but Yan Jun still did not come back.
She quietly got off the bed and walked to the door of the study room.
The door was ajar. When she leaned over, she could see Yan Jun wrapped in a gray bathrobe through the gap in the door. He was fully focused on browsing through the documents.
She knew that he was definitely still angry.
But he was not as crazy and terrifying as before.
Xia Jinqi even thought that she really hoped that he would be like before, pulling her and interrogating her loudly. Arguing with her until her face was red and her neck was thick, but it was still better than being silent like this... ...
What a natural slave nature.
After not being oppressed for a day, she felt that something was wrong all over her body.
She turned around resentfully and returned to her bedroom.
Just as she lay down, she heard faint footsteps coming from outside the door, getting closer and closer.
Xia Jinqi was lying on her side with her back facing the door. Her eyes were open, but she didn't turn around.
She heard a click in the darkness, and then the entire room lit up.
There were a few more footsteps, and another click, and the lights went out.
Then, there was the sound of the quilt being lifted and the gentle movement of the bed.
Xia Jinqi's heart suddenly began to look forward to it.
Would he... come over and hug her?
In the past, he would always hug her to sleep.
However, a minute passed.
Five minutes, ten minutes... ...
There was still no movement behind her.