Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ji Shiting gave her a cold look, and walked past her and walked downstairs, without concealing his disappointment.

Xie Siqi looked dim, but her eyes still chased the man's back.

Just when Ji Shiting came out of the study, she caught the faint light smile in her eyes. Apart from women, who else can make him smile like this?

Also on the day of the 1912 club, he was looking at a picture of a woman.

This man has always scorned her, but Xie Siqi doesn’t mind, because he is the same for anyone, but now, there is a woman who can make him an exception?

"Miss Xie, the chairman is still waiting for you in the restaurant." Jin Shu reminded.

"Okay." Xie Siqi just recovered, laughing, "I was rude."

...

When Ji Shiting walked into the restaurant, Mr. Ji was drinking his health soup.

"Why didn't you chat with Siqi for a while?" He put down the spoon and said with a smile. "Siqi is a good girl. Although she is one year older than you, it's not a problem as long as you like it."

Ji Shiting sat down opposite him with a cold tone: "Oh, is this her purpose?"

"Don't be affectionate. Who said people came to you?" The old man snorted. "Si Qi is filial and willing to chat with this old man. Do you think everyone is as filial as you?"

The old man's words just fell, and Xie Siqi also appeared at the door of the restaurant, with a light smile on her face: "Grandpa Ji, Shi Ting, what are you talking about?"

"Miss Xie." Ji Shiting smiled slightly, and his tone was cold. "Grandpa is getting older, and even started to make fun of me and you. I apologize to you on his behalf. How can you be my half sister, You can rest assured that I have no other ideas for you."

The man's words are full of respect, but the words and sentences are unreservedly rejected.

Xie Siqi's hands clenched tightly, her face pale for a moment.

But years of self-cultivation have made her not easily lost. She looked at Grandpa Ji with a strange look: "Grandpa Ji, what are you talking about? In my heart, you and Shi Ting are my family."

"Good, it's my fault." Mr. Ji chuckled on his face, but he was really angry, couldn't help but glared at Ji Shiting.

This kid really knows nothing!

"Miss Xie, please sit down." Ji Shiting smiled casually, "Uncle Jin, you can let the kitchen serve."

"Okay, young master." Uncle Jin responded.

At lunchtime, Ji Ji and Ji Shiting occasionally talked a few words, basically about the company's dynamics.

Xie Siqi was unusually quiet, but the afterglow in the corner of her eyes remained silent on the man opposite.

Perhaps for the convenience of dining, he unbuttoned the cufflinks and rolled up the sleeves, revealing a short, strong and smooth arm.

The masculinity was cold, and in the impression, he was always neatly dressed and seemed full of distance, but at this time he looked like he rolled up his sleeves, which made him look grounded and a little more like home.

Looking at his slightly lazy and relaxed posture, listening to his indifferent, low voice, Xie Siqi suddenly felt that her heartbeat was faster than ever before.

She hurriedly took a sip of the red wine glass and suppressed the heat in her heart.

At this moment, Ji Shiting suddenly put down the cutlery, took the napkin and wiped the corners of his lips.

Upon seeing this, Uncle Jin immediately presented his coat.

"This is gone?" Grandpa Ji was a little stunned.

"There will be a video conference soon." Ji Shiting took over his coat and glanced at Xie Siqi faintly. "Miss Xie slows down, I'm out of company."