C9

When all the key universities in X city opened, Fang Mengru, whose throat had not completely recovered, was bedridden with cold from the rampage of cold germs.

Because she needed to do her work, Ji ZhanRui had specially made a new phone for Fang Menggru. Just when she could make a sound, she immediately called her best friend, Qin Anfey, and told him she was safe. After all, she had not worked part-time for more than a week.

"Is your throat still working?" Anfey was lying on the table, bored. Without Fang Meng Ru's campus, he made her feel empty.

"It's almost done, it's fine." Before, she was afraid that Qin Guan would be worried, so she made up some excuses and said she wanted to find a stable job as a babysitter. Because she was in a hurry, she did not have time to greet the part-time manager.

"Hurry up and stop pulling at your duck throat." At the end, he said gently, "Xiaoru, you have to take care of yourself. Don't get tired. You have to remember that you are a patient."

"Yes, I will follow your orders, Old Madam Qin." Fang Menggru giggled as she felt the sound of a duck's voice.

The two girls chatted for more than an hour before reluctantly hanging up. Ji Zhanrui, who was sitting at his desk and reading the blueprints, raised his head and stretched his back.

"Finished?" Ji Zhanrui was unhappy. He could not understand what the two ladies wanted to talk about.

The warm yellow light covered Ji Zhanrui's body. His usually cold and indifferent self gave off a unique manly feeling under the light, making people want to get closer to him.

"I can go out and fight." Fang Meng Ru nodded her head, a little embarrassed. She coughed lightly and looked apologetically at Ji Zhan Rui. Did he think that she was disturbing his work?

Ji Zhanrui slept with her every night. Even when he was in the study room, she would come to accompany him with a quilt wrapped around her. It was as if the "personal maid" had become the "sickly child and fart" and had not played any role in the conduct of public affairs. This made Fang Menggru feel really upset and upset for several days.

In the past, she would always have to endure the headaches alone, but now that there was someone to take care of her, she felt a warm feeling in her heart. Even though she kept telling herself in her heart that he had never taken her seriously, she could not stop the sweetness from bubbling up from the bottom of her heart.

Just like this moment, even the air was filled with the scent that belonged solely to him, causing her to feel inexplicably at ease, as well as an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

"I'm fine." The coffee in the cup had already turned cold. Ji Zhanrui frowned slightly. He turned his head to look at the blueprint in his hand and slowly put down the glass.

Ji Zhorui looked at the blueprint with rapt attention. Sensing that he wanted a cup of coffee, Fang Menggru got up and went to get one.

"What's wrong?" Ji Zhorui suddenly held her hand. He raised his head with a profound look in his eyes. She lowered her eyes and looked around.

The moment their gazes met, Fang Menggru felt her ears burning and her heart pounding faster and faster. In panic, she quickly looked away.

"I'll get a hot one." Fang Meng Ru adjusted her breathing, pretending to be unconcerned as she looked at his eyes. He tightly held her hand, and her warmth continued to spread.

"Hurry up and come back." He didn't know when it started, but he liked the feeling of the two of them being alone. When he was with her, his heart wasn't as empty as it used to be.

When Fang Meng Ru came back with a cup of honey and grapefruit tea, Ji Zhan Rui placed a hand between her eyebrows and closed her eyes. Looking at the exhaustion on his face, she couldn't bear to see it, so she put down the cup carefully.

"What took you so long?" As soon as the thick robe landed on his body, Ji Zhanrui took the opportunity to hold her fingers and felt a little cold. He held her in his arms and wrapped her up in his robe. His tone was mixed with a mixture of reproach and love.

"Don't always drink coffee. It hurts your stomach." Just by being hugged by him and hearing his even breathing, Fang Meng Ru felt her cheeks heat up as she quickly placed the cup next to his mouth.

Ji Zhanrui smiled without a word. He obediently sipped the honey grapefruit tea that she served. A light fragrance washed over him, making him feel sleepy. It was neither too sweet nor too greasy, and perhaps only she could make it taste the way he wanted.

"Isn't it a bit new to change it to 3D mode here?" Fang Meng Ru suddenly pointed at one of the blueprints and said, "This logo isn't very eye-catching. I think we should change it with the other logo."

Saying that, Fang Meng Ru took out a pencil from the pen container and pulled out a piece of A4 paper from the side of the table. With that, Fang Meng Ru took out a pencil from the pen container and took out a piece of A4 from the A4 paper from the table.

Ji Zhanrui's heart throbbed as he watched her focus on the design on the paper.

Why did her thoughts coincide with his? Even the design of the LOGO is very similar? Even though all of his thoughts and designs were still in his mind, she was already jumping up and down in her calligraphy.

Could it be that there really was someone in this world that shared his thoughts?

At this moment, he only wanted to kiss this silly little demoness.

She caught a glimpse of the infatuation in his eyes, and saw it so clearly that her heart missed a beat, and she seized his bad fingers.

"Young Master, do we need to prepare supper?" Wu Yihua appeared at the wrong time.

Shocked, Fang Meng Ru hastily pushed Ji Zhan Rui away and sat back down on the sofa in a hurry. She covered herself up with a blanket, exposing her rosy cheeks.

Next time, he should take her somewhere with just the two of them. Ji Zhanrui narrowed his eyes in contemplation. However, that little girl on the sofa seemed to like hiding in the blanket when she lost control of her emotions.

When Fang Meng Ru officially returned to school, it had already been half a month since the start of school. Fortunately, there weren't many courses to be taken in her fourth year, and graduation papers and internships were the hottest topics for the last year of her senior year. Everyone hoped to be allocated to the era of J, but there were only three slots every year.

"Xiaoru, what did the dean say to you?" Is it about the distribution of internships? " Qin Anfey, who had been waiting at the door of the supervisor's office, immediately grabbed Fang Mengru's hand and asked excitedly.

"Yes." Fang Meng Ru nodded absentmindedly.

"What's wrong with you? Is the cold all right? " Qin Yan put a hand on her forehead. The temperature was normal.

"No, I'm fine." Fang Meng Ru shook her head, her mind was in a mess.

At the end of last semester, the department director had talked to Fang Mengru and had suggested that she go to the design department of the J Times branch, hinting that she should be prepared in advance and not let her guard down in the first year of her senior year.

But today, the department head told her that he would arrange for her to work as an assistant to the president of the J Times. If the department didn't match up, then so be it. Why did the branch that went to internship change to the main company?

In this way, whether she was in the era of J or in Ji Zhanrui's apartment, her boss was the same person — Ji Zhanrui!

After thinking about it carefully, other than Ji Zhanrui who could do this kind of change, Fang Meng Ru really couldn't think of another person. But why would he do that? Did he like her?

No, how could this be possible! He was the master, she was the servant. How could he possibly like her? Fang Meng Ru's spirit was gone, and her face was pale.

"Lil 'Ru, you look really bad, could it be that the instructor did not make the decision last time?" At this juncture, everyone was very sensitive about the distribution of apprentices. Seeing the change in Fang Meng Ru's expression, Qin Yan was worried for her.

"Hey, this road is yours? If you don't go, don't block my way! " Lin Xiaoyan, with her wavy chestnut hair, had an arrogant tone and strong perfume, which could be smelt even from one step away.

Fang Menggru only felt a hand pushing her hard from the back. If it were not for Qin Anfey's quick reaction, she would have fallen to the ground miserably.

"Hey, did you do it on purpose?" Lin Xiaoya did not know that she had the wrong line of thought. Ever since they had entered this university, she had been targeting Fang Meng Ru at every turn. Fortunately, she had put a few obstacles in Fang Meng Ru's way several times.

"Yo, who do I think it is? Isn't this the sickly beauty Fang Meng Ru who pretended to be Dai Yu? " Lin Xiaoya covered her mouth with one hand and looked surprised, but her expression was full of sarcasm.

"What kind of illness is he suffering from? Why is his face so ugly?" Lin Xiaoya used one hand to pick up Fang Menggru's chin and closely examined her face. She whispered into her ear, "It can't be that you have no money to be a young miss and have your stomach bulged by others, right?"

"Scram, take away your dirty claws." Qin Anfey slapped Lin Xiaoya's hand away and stood in front of Fang Meng Ru, trying to protect her.