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Lu Xiuqi's "Jiajia" was enough to make Ke Jia's jaw drop, but what he said later made him even more at a loss.

"Brother Lu, it's a misunderstanding. It's my brother who caused the trouble, and my mother's misunderstanding." After a long time, Ke Jia came to his senses and quickly explained to Lu Xiuqi.

Lu Xiuqi nodded, looked at him and teased, "You don't have to be so nervous, it's just a misunderstanding, I believe you."

Ke Jia looked at Lu Xiuqi's expression of disbelief, and suddenly didn't know what to say. She felt that no matter what she said at this time, it seemed like she was trying to cover up her words. In the end, she could only sigh and said awkwardly: "My mother just said something. In this way, Brother Lu, don't worry about it."

"En." Lu Xiuqi nodded lightly, looked straight into Ke Jia's eyes, and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Next time, remember to tell Auntie that I am not her daughter-in-law." It should be him who married Ke Jia.

Ke Jia didn't know that there was something in Lu Xiuqi's words, but nodded obediently, stood up quickly and said, "I'll tell my mother later, brother Lu, sit down first, and I'll cook the noodles."

Lu Xiuqi kept lying on the sofa, looked up at Ke Jia leaving in a panic, and let out a few muffled laughs from his throat.

Lu Xiuqi felt that he hadn't been in such a good mood for many years.He couldn't give up on getting Ke Jia no matter what. He didn't care about using a little more means, and he didn't care about waiting a little longer.

In short, having suffered so much from Lu Xiuyi since he was a child, Lu Xiuqi has learned restraint and forbearance. If he is not sure that he can hold 100% of what he wants, he will never take the net easily.

Lu Xiuqi's side is bound to win, but Ke Jia became uncomfortable because his mother made that oolong, and wanted to explain it a few times, but when he looked up and saw Lu Xiuqi's expression as if nothing had happened, Ke Jia felt that he would It's a little too weird to bring that up.

"Your brother isn't coming back?" During the meal, Lu Xiuqi seldom asked Ke Jia.

Ke Jia recovered from his troubled thoughts, froze for a moment before nodding, "Probably, he sent me a message." As soon as his brother was mentioned, Ke Jia remembered that Kodak called his mother indiscriminately. When talking, a bit of uneasiness flashed across his face, and he blushed awkwardly.

Lu Xiuqi glanced at Ke Jia's blushing cheeks inadvertently, ate his face calmly, and then said, "So tonight, are you going to sleep in your own room?"

"Ah...?" Ke Jia hadn't forgotten that she climbed into Lu Xiuqi's bed in the middle of the night, and quickly replied, "Brother Lu, don't worry, as long as you don't have any strange requests, I will definitely not sleep with you again."

Lu Xiuqi ate the last mouthful of ramen, put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth gracefully, and said, "It's okay, if you really want to sleep with me, I don't care."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Ke Jia choked a mouthful of soup into his throat, and suddenly coughed violently. When he finally recovered his breathing, Lu Xiuqi had already closed the door of the room.

Ke Jia scratched her head, thinking distressedly, did Lu Xiuqi take what his mother said in the video just now seriously?Should he explain it to Lu Xiuqi?

Just because of such a trivial matter, Ke Jia was distressed for a whole day. Lu Xiuqi deliberately swayed in front of his eyes from time to time, and even came to remind him to feed the fish. When Ke Jia was feeding the fish, Lu Xiuqi stood silently. Beside him, he was close to Ke Jia, through the thin home clothes, Ke Jia could even feel Lu Xiuqi's body temperature, his movements froze slightly, and he rubbed to the side uncomfortably.

"Hiding for what?" Lu Xiuqi keenly noticed Ke Jia's movements, turned to look at him and asked.

Ke Jia's heart tightened, "No, it's just hot when they stick together."

Lu Xiuqi looked at the blush on Ke Jia's face, smiled happily, bent a little, leaned close to Ke Jia's ear and asked, "Jia Jia, why are you always blushing today?"

Of course it's because you're too close!Ke Jia really wanted to say it out loud, but rationally kept the words in his heart. He always felt that if he said these words, Lu Xiuqi might misunderstand him even more.

Ke Jia finally figured it out, anyway, Lu Xiuqi is no longer clamoring to have sex with others, and the rest of the misunderstandings can be explained to Lu Xiuqi later, otherwise, if he insists on holding on to that matter now, instead of He looked as if he had a guilty conscience.

Ke Jia’s personality is like this, troubles come and go quickly, and once he has figured it out, he no longer struggles with it. He has been busy making pictures and changing pictures at night, focusing on work, and can’t sleep until dawn. I slept through the day on Sunday, and my biological clock was completely disrupted. On Sunday night, I tried to lie in bed and force myself to sleep, and finally fell asleep.

But to Ke Jia's surprise, when he opened his eyes on Monday morning, he found that he woke up in Lu Xiuqi's arms again, and when he opened his eyes, he met Lu Xiuqi's deep gaze.

"Morning." Lu Xiuqi greeted him naturally.

Ke Jia's Adam's apple was trembling, and it took a long time before she asked, "Brother Lu, what happened last night...?"

Lu Xiuqi propped himself up and sat up, looked at Ke Jia and asked lazily, "You don't remember?"

Ke Jia was taken aback when he heard the words, his brain spinning rapidly, but he still couldn't remember what happened last night at all. Why did he run to Lu Xiuqi's bed as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, even though he was in his room when he fell asleep?

"If you can't remember, don't think about it." Lu Xiuqi reached out and patted Ke Jia's head, then lifted the quilt and got up from the bed.

Sitting on the bed, Ke Jia stared blankly at Lu Xiuqi's slender figure, and thought guiltyly, could it be that he climbed into Lu Xiuqi's bed again without knowing it last night?

But Ke Jia didn't ask about his guess, and Lu Xiuqi didn't say everything because he was giving him face. If he took the initiative to bring it up again, it would be too embarrassing.

Ke Jia went to the company in a daze, trying to recall what happened last night, but couldn't remember anything, and the last memory still only stayed on the picture of him lying on the bed and falling asleep alone.

Just when Ke Jia was at a loss, a notice popped up in the DingTalk group of the department, and all the entries had been submitted in advance, and the department was going to conduct an internal vote to select the top two entries to represent the company.

Ke Jia browsed through the notice and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he stayed up late on the weekend to finish the picture, otherwise he might not be able to catch up with everyone's progress.

In fact, according to Ke Jia's usual personality, this kind of thing usually doesn't think about getting any limelight. After all, this represents the company and not him personally. In the end, the work has to be changed beyond recognition at the director's step. There is no need to argue about this. This kind of honor has no gold content, and it is easy to make people jealous.

But this time Ke Jia was really aroused by the attitude of the people in the department. Everyone else completed their works in groups. Only Ke Jia was alone. Gotta make something for these people to see.

Perhaps it was because Ke Jia wanted to fight for the first place too much, but Ke Jia became nervous rarely, with layers of cold sweat on his palms, and slowly opened the entry folder in the group files.

Including his works, there are only five works in total. Before the selection, Ke Jia clicked and read them one by one. Although it is not that there are no better ones than his, but after careful comparison, Ke Jia felt that he Even if his work can't get the top two, it's no problem to get the third place.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the hard work during this period was finally not in vain.

The voting is an online secret ballot. Everyone who casts a vote must state the reasons and reasons to ensure the fairness and justice of the vote as much as possible.

Ke Jia hesitated at the screen for a long time, and finally gave himself a vote with the cheek, wrote a large reason for voting with emotion, and finally hit enter with satisfaction.

Because the voting results are first collected in the hands of the director, and then announced after the director conducts statistics and inspections, the final results will not be announced until the next day.

Although this is the case, everyone is in this line of work. After seeing those works, I can weigh them in my heart after a few glances. Ke Jia is not in a panic. No matter what award you get, it's just to win for yourself.

But I didn't expect that when I was about to get off work, the director called Ke Jia and said that he wanted to chat with him alone. Ke Jia frowned and looked at the time. Although he was 1 unwilling to work overtime, he could only agree to it. I didn't have time to accept it, so I hurried to the director's office.

"Director, are you looking for me?"

Xiang Jinghong looked up at Ke Jia, motioned him to sit down, then tapped the pen on the table, and asked after a long silence, "Ke Jia, is there any conflict between you and your colleagues in the department?"

Ke Jia was taken aback.Although since he won the award and his salary was adjusted, it is obvious that many people in the department see him differently. To put it bluntly, he is jealous, but everyone is an adult. The last time he received red wine After being stunned in public that day, those people no longer showed any hostility.

So Ke Jia didn't take it seriously. After all, we were just colleagues, so it was enough to save face.It never occurred to him that after working for so many years, he had to let the leader worry about his interpersonal relationship.

"No, isn't it good?" Ke Jia said with a smile.

Xiang Jinghong rubbed his chin, seemed to be hesitating, stared at Ke Jia with complicated eyes for a while, then turned the computer screen to Ke Jia's direction, and said in a deep voice: "Look for yourself, no matter how bad your work is, I don't think it should be such a result, not to mention that I don't think this work is so unpopular."

Ke Jia stared at the screen, which showed the voting results counted by Xiang Jinghong. Other works were more or less voted for, but his was the last one lying alone, with only one vote hanging below.

Ke Jia's fair skin instantly flushed with anger, she gritted her teeth and said, "What do they mean?"

"That's why I asked you if you have any conflicts with other people." Xiang Jinghong said.

"No—" Ke Jia just said a word, then stopped when he suddenly thought of something, and looked at Xiang Jinghong with a embarrassed expression.

Xiang Jinghong asked, "What? Did you think of it?"

Ke Jia gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and said desperately, "They think I'm having an affair with you, does that count?"

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