Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Especially since she was wearing a pair of rimless blue light blocking glasses today.

Three buttons of the white shirt were undone.

He couldn't take his eyes away.

She held a meeting like this in front of a group of grown men?

Ji Qing walked to the desk and sat on the big chair, crossing her legs. Her high-heeled feet swayed slightly, and she played with a pen in her hand.

"You're doing gynecology?"

Qin Heng paused in moving the chair, and caught a glimpse of her long legs in black stockings under her hip skirt. Crossed like this, they looked even more seductive than when her legs were together.

My lower abdomen suddenly tightened.

He let go of the chair and walked around the desk to her side, leaning against the edge of the desk with the ointment in his hand.

"I'm repairing the gynecology department so that it's convenient for you to see."

Ji Qing paused holding the pen.

She pursed her red lips and took off her glasses, “I said I won’t be responsible for you if you sleep with me.”

"You don't have to take any responsibility. I'll let you sleep with me for free." Qin Heng took the pen from her hand.

Ji Qing took the pen back, "I'm not that interested in you."

Qin Heng laughed, took out a folded note paper from his pocket, spread it out and placed it in front of her.

“Does this count as a five-star review?”

Ji Qing's eyes flickered.

Isn’t this the note she left for Qin Heng in the hotel room in Sydney?

She pretended to take it, but Qin Heng was faster than her. He took the note back, folded it in half, and put it back in his pocket.

"Want to 'destroy the body and cover up all traces'?"

He lowered his head and moved closer to Ji Qing, "I can't do that."

He picked up the glasses on the table and put them back on Ji Qing's nose. "I like to watch."

Ji Qing sneered, turned her head to look elsewhere, and suddenly snatched the ointment from his hand.

"you can go now."

As Qin Heng left the CEO's office, he received a WeChat message from Ji Qing on his phone:

At night, on the 22nd floor of Haoting Yipin.

This is Ji Qing’s house outside.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Qing sent two more messages:

The password is 120615

Wash it clean.

Qin Heng gritted his teeth secretly, he was so angry but dared not say a word.

Did she really think of him as a sellout?

But after finishing his work at the hospital in the evening, he still drove to Haoting Yipin.

The car stopped outside the supermarket in the community.

This community is the most expensive commercial housing estate in South City, and is owned by his cousin Yu Wenzhou, a real estate developer.

He remembered that Huo Mingzheng also had property here.

The ingredients in the supermarket are all selected from various regions.

Qin Heng bought some vegetables and walked out of the supermarket, and Sui Xing arrived just in time.

"Mr. Qin, the wine you requested."

"Thank you for your hard work, please go back."

Qin Heng took the wine, placed it and the dishes on the passenger seat, and drove the car into the underground garage.

Arrived at the 22th floor.

This is a large flat with one apartment per floor.

He walked to the door carrying the shopping bag.

He can enter the password successfully without having to confirm it again from the mobile phone information.

Because it is very simple.

0615 is Ji Qing’s birthday.

And 12 should refer to 2012, twelve years ago.

It was the year they graduated from high school.

He didn't know what special meaning Ji Qing had in using this number as a password.

After opening the door and entering, the entrance light and living room light will light up automatically.

The clean, spacious house with a wide view was instantly filled with lights.

Qin Heng opened the shoe cabinet and wanted to take a pair of slippers from it, but he only saw a pair of women's slippers.

No slippers for men.

Qin Heng's mood suddenly became clear after he automatically translated this sentence in his mind.

Take off your shoes and walk in barefoot.

He carried the things into the kitchen, and just as he expected, there were no seasonings.

The kitchen was as tidy as a model house and it was obvious that no stove had ever been used.

Fortunately, he had anticipated this and bought seasonings and a set of bowls, chopsticks and plates.

Yu Lan called him while washing vegetables.

He pressed the speakerphone button.

"Xiao Heng, please cancel the physical examination appointment you made for me. I plan to go back to South City for another checkup."

Qin Heng paused while pickling the fish, "You want to come back?"

"What, are you surprised?"

"No, I'll pick you up at the airport when you come back."

"I'll be there next Monday. If you're too busy to come pick me up, just ask Sui Xing to pick me up."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Heng put the marinated fish aside for later use.

Ji Qing ate a lot of the Northeastern dishes I made for her last time. I think they tasted pretty good.

This time he cooked Nancheng cuisine, focusing on his proficiency in all major cuisines.

Successfully conquered her stomach and won the first stage.

When the soup in the pot was boiling, Ji Qing had not come back yet.

Qin Heng called her.

No one answered the call until it hung up automatically.

Probably on the way back.

Qin Heng returned to the stove and added seasoning to the soup.

Grandma Ji said that Ji Qing's taste was light and she couldn't eat anything too salty.

Coincidentally, his taste is also bland.

He turned down the heat of the soup a little and glanced at the time.

It's seven o'clock.

Ji Qing still hasn't come back.

He took out his cell phone and checked it. There were no missed calls or messages.

He called Ji Qing again, but still no one answered.

Qin Heng's first reaction was that Ji Qing wouldn't be so bored as to play a trick on him and deliberately keep him hanging to wait for him here, but she didn't show up.

There must have been something delay.

Thinking of this, he called Ouyang Fan.

Still no one answered the phone.

Qin Heng had to fall into self-doubt.

Could it be that he was really fooled by Ji Qing?

Qin Heng looked back at the soup simmering on the kitchen stove, the fish almost cooked in the steamer, and the several stir-fried dishes.

He held the phone tightly and called Sui Xing, "Check, where is Ji Qing now?"

After a few minutes, Sui Xing called back.

"Mr. Qin, President Ji is entertaining guests."

Hearing that she was working overtime, he would have teased her for being a hard worker in the past, but now he just felt distressed.

It was he who didn't tell her in advance that he would cook and wait for her to come back.

After a while, Ouyang Fan called.

Qin Heng looked at the caller ID and was about to slide the screen to answer it, but suddenly he remembered something and held his finger without touching the screen until the call was automatically hung up.

Jinheyuan Hotel parking lot.

Ji Qing got into the car, and Ouyang Fan naturally told the driver, "Go back to Bihai Mansion."

At this time, Ji Qing in the back row said, "Let's go to Haoting Yipin."

Ouyang Fan said, "Boss Ji, Doctor Qin called me, but I didn't hear it at the time. When I called back, Doctor Qin didn't answer. I don't know if there's anything wrong."

When the car entered the main road, Ji Qing took out her cell phone and saw a missed call from Qin Heng.

She pursed her red lips and put her phone back into her bag.

The car was parked in the underground garage of the community.

Ji Qing took the elevator upstairs.

When I reached the 22nd floor, I pressed the password and the door opened.

The room was full of lights and there was a pair of men's leather shoes at the door.

The hand that closed the door tightly grasped the door handle.

Ji Qing's chest seemed to be hit hard by something, and she felt dazed and as if it was filled up instantly.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Qin Heng lying on the dining table, not knowing whether he was asleep or not.

And four dishes and one soup on the table.

He still had his apron on.

He cooked the dish himself.

He is waiting for her.