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Su Qingge smiled, and if she had a chance to bring food to Ji Jiangfei next time, she would change it to a black lunch box.

After all, the cute lunch box in front of me really doesn't match Ji Jiangfei's image.

Su Qingge walked to the microwave oven, opened the lid of the lunch box, and put it in.

Ji Jiangfei's office is extremely luxurious, with all the home appliances readily available.

There is even a small kitchen, but because no one uses it usually, the kitchen door is closed.

An ordinary person would have absolutely no problem living in Ji Jiangfei's office for more than a week.

The sound of "ding" is the sound of the microwave oven, and the food has been heated.

Su Qingge took out the lunch box from the microwave oven, carefully holding the side of the lunch box, the freshly baked food was steaming.

"Ji Shao, let's eat first!" Su Qingge said.

It's getting late at this time, I'm afraid it will be eight o'clock in the evening after dinner.

Ji Jiangfei couldn't eat later than eight o'clock in the evening, otherwise his body would definitely be overwhelmed, and he would feel uncomfortable when he woke up the next day.

Su Qingge carefully placed the lunch box on the dining table, and the moment she made sure that the lunch box was stable, Su Qingge quickly withdrew her hand.

"What's wrong?" Ji Jiangfei raised his eyes, looking at Su Qingge's actions with some puzzlement.

"It's a little hot..." Su Qingge explained, but at this time she was much better, only when she touched the lunch box just now, she felt very hot.

Ji Jiangfei nodded thoughtfully. At this time, he was already almost at the dining table, and he turned his wheelchair and walked to a cabinet.

Su Qingge walked to the window and couldn't help but marvel at the scenery outside the window.

The location of Jinmao Tower is very good. It is located in a luxurious location in the city center. When you overlook it at night, you can have a glimpse of the beautiful night view of the city.

In addition to the floor-to-ceiling windows in Ji Jiangfei's office, Su Qingge had a panoramic view of the neon night scene outside the window.

"Hold it." A man's voice sounded.

Su Qingge looked back in confusion, and saw Ji Jiangfei holding a small medicine bottle in his hand.

"This is to relieve the pain of burns." Ji Jiangfei explained.

Su Qingge stared at the small medicine bottle, originally wanting to explain that she was just an ordinary burn.

But he opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Su Qingge stepped forward, reached out to take the small medicine bottle, looked at an open drawer of the cabinet beside her, and a small medicine box on the table.

"Thank you!" Su Qingge said, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Who said that Ji Jiangfei is a very vicious and unpredictable person?
Ji Jiangfei is obviously a gentle person. When she is in a bad mood, he will give her an afternoon vacation; when he thinks she has been scalded, he will rummage through boxes and chests to find scald medicine.

This is clearly a man full of tenderness and caring.

Ji Jiangfei was taken aback by Su Qingge's eyes at this moment, and even felt a little embarrassed.

"Cough..." He coughed unnaturally, turned the wheelchair, and walked to the coffee table.

There was a smile on the corner of Su Qingge's mouth.

"Is Ji Shao shy?" Su Qingge joked with a smile, it was rare for Ji Jiangfei to show such an expression.

Ji Jiangfei pursed her lips, but didn't speak, the little girl wanted to make fun of him?

"That bottle of medicine is [-] yuan, deducted from salary." Ji Jiangfei said calmly.

Seeing Ji Jiang Feiyun's calm expression, Su Qingge wanted to cry without tears.

She understood a truth, never joke with Ji Jiangfei, he will only be more ruthless than you.

"And..." Ji Jiangfei paused, and continued, "Don't use the title 'you' again in the future."

From the first day Su Qingge met Ji Jiangfei, she seemed to be too distant, often talking about "you".

When Su Qingge heard this, the expression on her face paused, can't she call Ji Jiangfei "you"?

From Su Qingge's point of view, both of her current jobs need to show her respect for Ji Jiangfei.

In the company, Ji Jiangfei is the executive president of the Ji Group, and she is the president's personal secretary, so she should be addressed with respect.

In normal times, Ji Jiangfei is the young master of the Ji family, and she is the one who takes care of his daily life. To put it mildly, he is the master and she is the servant.

"Okay..." Su Qingge thought for a while, but still agreed, after all, once Ji Jiangfei made a decision, she couldn't hold him back.

Su Qingge stared at the small medicine bottle in her hand in a daze.

Originally, she was just a little burned by the freshly baked lunch box, that is, her fingertips turned red for a while, and even now, her fingers are fine.

Sitting in the office, Ji Jiangfei simply settled the dinner.

Tonight's dinner, the cook prepared a very rich meal, but Su Qingge still asked the cook to try her best to put light meals into the lunch box.

Foods that are too greasy are not suitable for Ji Jiangfei, as his appetite will be overwhelmed.

Su Qingge looked up as the clock hanging on the office wall passed by every minute.

It was already eight o'clock online.

The night outside the window has gradually become dark, and the neon lights of the city are shining more and more at night.

Su Qingge looked down through the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if she could hear the sound of traffic on the viaduct.

When she came to her senses again, Ji Jiangfei had already finished her dinner.

Su Qingge walked to the coffee table and put away the lunch box.

At this time, the convenience of Ji Jiangfei's somewhat luxurious CEO's office is reflected.

Su Qingge opened the door of the small kitchen. Although no one had used it for a long time, she would still clean it when she was free.

"Young Master Ji, you..." As soon as Su Qingge spoke, she realized that she had just been told by Ji Jiangfei, "Clean up, we are going to leave."

At this time, Su Qingge was washing the lunch box.

"Hmm." A man's faint voice came from outside the kitchen.

Su Qingge quickly fell in love with lunch boxes, and she was so skillful that she didn't even look like a pampered young lady since she was a child.

After a brief tidying up, Su Qingge turned off the lights in the president's office.

After the two walked out of the office, Su Qingge took out the key and locked the door of the office.

Although the company's security system is already very complete, it is necessary to guard against others.

Su Qingge pushed the wheelchair to the elevator.

The door of the elevator room closed slowly, and Su Qingge looked at the two people reflected on the door.

"Did you often do that before?" Ji Jiangfei said suddenly.

Su Qingge was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

"Wash the dishes." Ji Jiangfei said lightly.

Not only washing dishes, but also a lot of work like cleaning up the office, Su Qingge always rushes to do it, she doesn't look like a pampered young lady at all.

Su Qingge heard this, with a faint bitter smile on her face.