High Society [Part I]

167 General

Opening the door softly, Zhao Tingjie looked down and saw that Zhao Jia was standing in front of his door, wearing a bright yellow silk dress, with his head bowed and his fingers tied together, as if as long as he didn't let her in, the next second Tears welled up in her eyes immediately.

She came here dressed up on purpose, even though the style of the silk dress didn't suit her.

There was a slight bitterness in Zhao Tingjie's throat, but she really...

hasn't changed at all.

Yes, an eighteen-year-old girl, but what can change in a year or two.

"Come in."

Zhao Tingjie's tone didn't make any sense, and Zhao Jia felt relieved immediately. She entered the room sideways, afraid that touching his body a little would make him angry.

The sofa was a little messed up because of Shen Dongzhi's nonsense just now, but Zhao Jia couldn't find anything with his temperament. She sat on it cautiously. Zhao Tingjie poured her a glass of milk and put it in front of her. She didn't dare to drink it or move it. But suddenly red.

—— Zhao Tingjie used to pour milk for her in the same way. Milk can calm the nerves. At that time, she would always think that the milk was tasteless, so she would kiss him with sugar in it. He kissed him until his lower body stood upright and hugged her tightly, panting.

She didn't speak, and Zhao Tingjie didn't know what to say. For some reason, he suddenly thought of Shen Dongzhi in the cabinet.

If it was her, she would have hooked him with those little feet to lick his neck, winking and courting him.

She always understood men so well, which made him love and anger at the same time.

Zhao Tingjie got up and poured himself a glass of red wine, which he poured out of an ordinary glass.

He sat on the sofa table in front of Zhao Jia, leaning slightly, holding the cup tightly.

"How did I get here, does Auntie know?"

Zhao Jia nodded, "Yes, Uncle Liu sent me here."

Uncle Liu is the driver of the Zhao family.

With Zhao Tingjie's guidance, Zhao Jia answered his questions one by one, and Zhao Tingjie also figured out that Zhao Jia didn't sneak out. She also came with Zhao's high-level executives. Her room has already been booked. It's on the 25th floor. There are more than ten floors away from him. She asked his secretary for the room number.

Zhao Tingjie was not angry with the secretary. Zhao Jia had been with him for too many years, and he was so sweet and caring. Several of his assistant secretaries had received gifts and bento boxes from her. The room number was just a small problem, and they couldn't refuse.

Just what to say next?

Zhao Tingjie didn't know either.

He put the wine glass aside and stood up: "I'll take you back to your room."

His voice was as deep as before, Zhao Jia stood up holding hands, but didn't move half a step.

——A woman, especially a woman who has been deeply loved by a man, is the most able to detect the changes in this man.

Zhao Tingjie has really changed. He is still so tall and mature, but he has a feeling of being out of reach.

Zhao Jia was very afraid of this feeling.

At the beginning, she sent him messages, but she didn't have the courage to read his replies, so she sent them all and then withdrew them.

But she didn't expect that Zhao Tingjie really didn't reply her.