The president is committing suicide

She went to work with dark circles under her eyes, which was in stark contrast to Xiao Mimi's bright and cheerful face.

"Your question yesterday was very interesting." Xiao Mimi ignored her gnashing teeth.

Ding Jiaying smiled grimly: "Your breathing yesterday was also very interesting."

"What are you talking about?"

"You are so secretive. Could it be that he is not our younger brother? Has he been replaced? I will call and ask."

"No one has been replaced."

"Then why did you answer my call when you were obviously busy?"

"I'm afraid of delaying your business!"

"Honestly!"

"That's true!"

"I'll call your mom."

"No, no, no! I was wrong! I was already there, and I answered your call belatedly."

"Where are you?"

Xiao Mimi grabbed her hand holding the phone and smiled flatteringly: "My fault, my fault. I shouldn't have smacked my lips in front of my best friend who can't eat meat."

"You want to die!" Ding Jiaying almost went berserk.

Xiao Mimi hugged him and kissed him madly: "I'll make it up to you, I'll make it up to you! I'll let you eat my fragrant flesh, too."

"Get out! Who said I wanted to kiss you?" Ding Jiaying couldn't remain calm when she thought about the fact that this guy might have kissed her handsome boy when he left the room this morning.

Xiao Mimi took a long time to coax him into submission.

"Normal physiological needs should be taken seriously. Chinese medicine says that if the circulation is unobstructed, there will be no pain, and if there is pain, the circulation is blocked. You always feel a little uncomfortable on special days now, which may be related to this."

Ding Jiaying frowned: "Where did this heresy come from?"

Xiao Mimi pointed at herself seriously and said, "A living example is right in front of you. Look at how smooth this skin is. Touch it and feel how delicate it is. Doesn't it feel like you're eighteen years old again?"

"You accepted Shangguan Mu's treatment just for the effect?" Ding Jiaying hinted.

When the name was mentioned, Xiao Mimi's voice seemed to become sore and weak: "No, it's not. I just like that one."

"My friend, do you want to listen to what you are saying?" Ding Jiaying laughed at her while confirming that she really envied Xiao Mimi's love.

Having sex with the person you love is too embarrassing to talk about, but it makes you happy just thinking about it.

The blush on Xiao Mimi's face came from the inside out.

Would I be as happy if I couldn't do this with the person I love?

If everything in the world had to be second best, wouldn't there be no fun at all?

Xiao Mimi did not answer this question.

Ding Jiaying herself doesn’t have the answer either.

She said that she took life too seriously, and Ding Jiaying didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

At least on this point, she is a little bit of a germaphobe.

Anyway, this worry is harmless, and Shen Cong did not ask for the result of this issue.

Ding Jiaying put the incident behind her and pretended it never happened, and continued to live her life.

Until Chen Mi came to the door.

She even suspected that Xiao Mimi was selling her address as a resource, or that Chen Mi was also following her.

I just moved into a new house, why is there someone blocking the door so early?

Ding Jiaying’s refusal last time was not subtle. She thought Chen Mi should understand, and at least maintain a tacit understanding that they would forget about each other if they didn’t contact each other.

I looked at the time and it was only half past nine. Saturday morning was a good time to sleep peacefully, especially since it was a rainy day.

I felt even more annoyed.

Ding Jiaying was too lazy to quarrel or argue, and she didn't want to change her plans for the day because of anything.

"I'm going hiking. If you're interested, come with me."

She didn't ask him why he came or what he wanted, but instead invited him to join her plan. Chen Mi knew that she had no interest in her affairs.

She wanted to back off.

Chen Mi agreed without even pausing.

They didn't look like they were planning on hiking, or even going out on a rainy day.

Ding Jiaying was wearing a skirt and soft-soled leather shoes. Chen Mi was also dressed too formally.

The two men walked up the stairs holding umbrellas, like people who had gone to a new place to discuss work.

The sleepiness gradually dissipated in the foggy forest, and Ding Jiaying's previous anger was taken away by the occasional quiet sound of birds.

She is in a good mood now and feels refreshed.

The important thing is that Chen Mi is also very quiet.

There weren't many people at Qingliu Mountain to begin with, and as Ding Jiaying avoided the road that took the tour buses and turned into a secluded path, she could see nothing but the trees on both sides and the vague roads in front and behind.

As we walked further and further away, there was no more laughter or the sound of cars by our ears. Instead, the sound of flowing water in the mountain stream came to us through the thick green leaves.

The soles of her feet were a little wet, and Ding Jiaying was a little annoyed that she had chosen the wrong shoes in a panic when she went out.

Although the weather has been getting warmer recently, the temperature in the mountains is lower, not to mention on rainy days.

After stopping for a while, Ding Jiaying felt a little cold.

When Chen Mi put a warm rice ball in her hand, she was really surprised for a moment.

"When did you buy it?"

Ding Jiaying recalled that there was not a single shop selling this along the way from the parking lot to here.

"When we go to your house, you can try it. It's the old Zhang's rice ball restaurant at the entrance of our school."

“Is that store still in existence?”

Ding Jiaying took a bite. Although the specific taste was a little vague, this bite brought her back to the carefree days of that time.

"How is it?" Chen Mi asked.

"It's delicious." The expression on Ding Jiaying's face relaxed.

Chen Mi slowly took out another one and started eating it: "Actually, this shop is no longer run by Lao Zhang."

"Why does it taste the same and still call me Lao Zhang?" Chen Mi's words successfully aroused Ding Jiaying's interest.

The gossip at the school gate is always very interesting to listen to while eating.

"Mr. Zhang's business has grown, he has a lot of money, he bought a car, a house and opened a branch. His mind has become wandering."

"So Mr. Zhang got divorced? He gave the store to his wife?" Ding Jiaying thought this story was a bit old-fashioned.

“It’s not given, it’s sold.”

"So stingy?"

They all knew how hardworking, capable, enthusiastic and warm-hearted Lao Zhang's wife was. Lao Zhang liked to be lazy and would impatiently hide aside to smoke when there were many people, no matter how many customers were blocking the door.

The business was initially supported by Lao Zhang's wife.

Even if this is not the case, the couple has worked hard together, so what does it matter if they break up gracefully and give her a little care?

When Ding Jiaying and Shen Cong divorced, the most sensational issue was the division of property.

Chen Mi knew that in this matter, Ding Jiaying could not think like an ordinary person.

An ordinary person is not that kind, only an ordinary good person is.

Chen Mi pulled her to the side of the road to let a jogger pass.

When he turned around and saw Ding Jiaying's eyes waiting for him to tell a story, Chen Mi's heart softened, and a lot of tenderness and patience surged up.

He knew that Ding Jiaying was waiting for Old Zhang, who betrayed his family and treated his ex-wife harshly in the story, to receive the retribution he deserved.

Unfortunately, no.

Zhang married a college student who was a dozen years younger than him, doting on her like a baby, and even going to Hong Kong to watch her concerts. As his daughter needed to go to school, he told his ex-wife to find a way out herself.

“Not everyone has a conscience.”