C16 Ancestral Recipe

"Miss Ji." Ji Qing heard Yuv Jiaying calling her.

Ji Qing turned around and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Oh, I'm just looking around."

"Take off your clothes, I'll turn on the heat." She placed a medicine kit on the coffee table in front of the chaise longue.

As soon as Ji Qing took off her suit, she quickly took it out of the closet and hung it up, carefully dusting it with her hand.

From her actions, Ji Qing could almost be sure that the relationship between Ye Nancheng and her wasn't that simple.

While she was disinfecting Ji Qing's wound, Ji Qing smelled a unique fragrance that was emitted from her body. Ji Qing had also smelled it from Ye Nancheng, but it was even more fragrant, making Ji Qing feel drowsy.

"The wounds on your face and neck were scratched, weren't they? You fought with someone? " She frowned slightly.

"I was beaten." Ji Qing answered innocently.

She opened a bottle of pale yellow ointment and carefully applied it to Ji Qing's wound. From this angle, Ji Qing saw a small cross hanging from her deep cleavage, swaying.

Ji Qing swallowed her saliva and thought of what Ye Nancheng had said about 'a woman's ability'. The woman in front of her should belong to the category with a lot of capital, but she seemed to be quite young. Although she was well maintained, there were still shallow lines at the corners of her eyes.

"What's your relationship with Nancheng?" she asked suddenly.

Ji Qing's mind was wandering when she heard her question. She subconsciously let out a "Ah".

What relationship? Even Ji Qing could not answer this question correctly.

"Oh, last night, Haitian International had a ball, and I was honored to be Director Ye's partner."

"A royal ball?" I've never heard him talk about it. " Her hands suddenly exerted force, causing Ji Qing to scream in pain.

Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps could be heard outside the door, followed by a light knock on the door.

She unhappily said, "Does it hurt that much?" and went to open the door.

"What happened to her?" Ji Qing heard Ye Nancheng ask.

"It's nothing. Maybe the ointment was applied to the wound."

"Oh, I see that her wounds are quite deep. Will there be scars?" he asked in a low voice, and Ji Qing pricked up her ears.

"What is it? You don't trust my medical skills? " Why did this sound like something from an old pot of pickled vegetables?

"You can't be trusted? If you don't believe me, you won't be driving a car for more than an hour just to pick up your beautiful doctor's emergency room. " Ye Nancheng teased.

"Slippery tongue." Yuv Jiaying scolded.

Ji Qing kept her ears shut, temporarily deaf. This man and woman were clearly flirting with each other. Did she think she was the air?

After cleaning the medicine, Ji Qing returned to the living room. Ye Nancheng was drinking wine on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking relaxed, as if he was at home.

"Director Ye, I want to go home now." For some reason, Ji Qing didn't want to stay in this woman's home.

"Then I'll send you away." He fiddled with the wine cup in his hand, his expression indifferent.

"Miss Ji, aren't you tired from driving?" Yuv Jiaying came out of her bedroom and said in a dissatisfied tone, "The time spent on the road is more than 3 hours. How can Nancheng drive without a good rest?" He has a meeting tomorrow morning. "

"No problem, I can rest in the afternoon." As Ye Nancheng spoke, he stood up and walked over.

"Director You, I'm really sorry for bothering you in the middle of the night. Sorry to disturb your rest." Ji Qing took the opportunity to make a parting speech.

She completely ignored Ji Qing's presence and warned Ye Nancheng, "Nancheng, be careful when driving. If you are tired, stop the car by the roadside to rest."

Before she left, she gave Ji Qing a box of ointment and told her to apply it on her wounds every morning and night. There was no name, no manufacturer, and no date of manufacture on the box. "How come there's not even a manual?"

"This is the secret recipe passed down in my family. There won't be any selling it in the market." Her face darkened.

"Then can you give me another box? I have a friend with a cut on his face. " Ji Qing said insensibly.

"Oh, Nancheng, I almost forgot, it's your clothes." As if suddenly remembering, she left them and went to the bedroom.

Ji Qing was bored and looked down at the toes of her shoes unhappily.

"If it wasn't for my relationship, you wouldn't even be able to get this box of ointment. Do you know how many people queue up to hang her expert ID every day?" Ye Nancheng said on the side.

"How many?"

"If they don't have a hundred, then at least seventy or eighty."

Ji Qing smacked her lips. Awesome, you are born beautiful and professional. No wonder you are so arrogant. I have the right to be proud.

"Moreover, this medicine is very difficult to concoct. The process is too complicated."

Just as Ji Qing was about to answer, Yuv Jiaying came out with her clothes. She handed Ye Nancheng's suit to him and gave Ji Qing a beige jacket. "Miss Ji, it's cool outside. I think you're about the same size as me. You should wear it and go."

Ji Qing took over the jacket and looked at it. It was a first-class fabric, so she didn't need to guess that it was definitely a big brand. She smiled and handed it back to him, "Dean You, I don't have your good figure, plus I'm not used to wearing such high-end goods. I appreciate your kindness, thank you."

Ji Qing's failure to appreciate his kindness made Yuv Jiaying unhappy. She tightened her face and didn't look at Ye Nancheng directly. On the other hand, it was Ye Nancheng who joked with her a little before her expression eased up a bit.

Ji Qing immediately put it on. When they were waiting for the elevator, Ji Qing always felt that someone was staring at Ji Qing from behind. When she looked back, she saw Yuv Jiaying standing behind the security door, looking at Ji Qing with a look of disdain, contempt, and something unknown.

Ji Qing smiled sweetly at her, purposely wrapping Ye Nancheng's suit tighter.

With a sullen face, she slammed the door.

"Do you think that's interesting?" Ye Nancheng looked at Ji Qing with a faint smile.

"I don't understand what you're saying." When the elevator arrived, Ji Qing walked in first.

The world was as dark as a crow, cold and proud as Ye Nancheng. Once a woman got jealous for him, she would probably be happy, right?