Yan Ge has walked out of the corridor, she is holding the stairs on the second floor, listening to the voices of two servants in the kitchen.

Some wonder, how long has she been in a coma?

Ten days? Half a month? A month?

The servant's sir, is Ning Jin?

In such a short period of time, Ning Jin's family seemed to have given her a lot of green hats.

Ma Dan thought that he was obsessed with the novels of the president and couldn't help himself. It turned out that this guy was just an excuse for not wanting to sleep with her.

She has been a hunter for so many years, and has been pecked by her prey for the first time.

The two servants in the kitchen talked for a long time, probably the porridge was cooked, and one of them took the porridge and walked towards the door.

This time I went out, I saw the words of the song standing on the second floor stairs.

This maid seems to be new, Yan Ge has never met her.

Apparently, the maid probably did not expect that Yange would suddenly wake up. She screamed aloud, and the plate with both hands on the ground fell to the ground. The bowl of porridge on the plate poured herself over her body, so she yelled hot.

Another maid in the kitchen came out and said, "How did you spill the porridge? It's been a small fire for a day, you talk about you, you ..."

The maid ignored the man's blame, pulled her sleeve and pointed upstairs.

Another servant looked up at Yan Ge, and Huarong was frightened.

Yan Ge looked so real that the two servants saw her waking up, not with a look of surprise, but with a look of shock.

It seems that for more than ten days, this lady Mrs. Ning was in a coma, apparently she didn't expect much from everyone when she woke up.

This also shows that Ning Jin does not pay much attention to her.

...

This man, it seems that she is too gentle on his previous policies.

It was already more than ten o'clock in the evening when Ning Jin got off the plane. Qin Zhenzhen called and talked to him about the contract again. He was anxious to go home and let people wait at his doorstep.

Qin Zhenzhen is the female artist who Ning Jin is now holding. The outside world has rumors that Qin Zhenzhen is Ning Jin's little wife. In fact, even Qin Zhenzhen thinks so.

When he saw Ning Jin, Qin Zhenzhen greeted him in a few steps: "Ning brother, I'm really sorry to disturb you so late."

Ning Jin's gaze did not turn to her. He strode towards the villa and asked her without looking back: "I heard Xiao Xia said, do you want to open a studio yourself and cooperate with Xinyu in terms of resources? "

Qin Zhenzhen saw him open the door and talked about it. He hesitated a little, then nodded hesitantly: "Ning, actually, I think I am quite confused now, especially after you told me so much yesterday. I feel more at a loss in my heart. I do n’t even have a bit of planning in my career, but those people in my family, you know, Ning, you, can you give me some advice? "

The light in the living room on the first floor of the villa was on and off, as if someone was watching TV in the lobby on the first floor.

Ning Jin did not answer what Qin Zhenzhen really said. He stared at the dark second floor and frowned unconsciously.

"Ning brother, I don't think I can't do without Xinyu." Qin Zhenzhen finally gathered his courage and whispered to Ning Jin again, "Ning brother, do you want me to stay?"

Ning Jin opened the door and walked in: "Of course I hope you can stay, I ..."

Half of what he said he was already the owner, looking at the sofa.

Qin Zhenzhen didn't realize that Ning Jin stopped. She struck Ning Jin with no defense.

Ning Jin's body was not stable, and the whole person was thrown to the ground by Qin Zhenzhen.