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Chapter 20 of 111

Chapter 20 - A Kiss

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Ji Weilou said darkly, “You know what I’m talking about.”

Of course Ji Naitang knew that the shameful thing that he mentioned was referring to him climbing on people’s beds. In their eyes, he had climbed onto Yao Yuanjing’s bed and now he had climbed onto Cen Muqi’s bed. So, he was a disgrace to the Ji family.

Cen Muqi also understood, but these matters were Ji family’s matters, so it wasn’t convenient for him to say anything.

“Did something happen?” The manager of the establishment saw these big shots standing here with unpleasant expressions. He was scared of offending them, so he had quickly rushed over to take a look.

Cen Muqi said to the manager, “CEO Ji thinks that it’s shameful to come here. Manager Liu, remember to tell this to your Boss Zhao, so he can change and make improvements.”

“Ah?” Manager Liu wiped the sweat off his forehead. “What are you not satisfied about?”

“You have to ask CEO Ji that.” Cen Muqi then turned to say to CEO Wang, “CEO Wang, you two have fun. I have something to do. I’ll be leaving first.”

“Okay.”

Cen Muqi then led Ji Naitang in the direction of the elevators. Ji Naitang smiled and said, “You said that on purpose, right, CEO Cen?”

Cen Muqi smiled without speaking. Ji Naitang felt his anger disappear. The owner of this establishment was surnamed Zhao. He had some power behind him, so the average person wouldn’t easily provoke him.

The Ji family wouldn’t be afraid of Boss Zhao, but it was never a good thing to have another enemy. So, they certainly wouldn’t shed all pretence of cordiality. And CEO Wang had a receptionist greeting them earlier. The receptionist certainly wouldn’t understand what the “shameful” thing that Ji Weilou referred to meant. Hence, if Manager Liu asked, he would really believe that Ji Weilou thought that coming here was really shameful.

Even if this matter didn’t bring Ji Weilou a lot of trouble, it was still an unpleasant matter. He would have to spend time to explain it.

“Do you know how to drive?” Cen Muqi asked Ji Naitang. Ji Naitang nodded and saw Cen Muqi throw the car key over. He raised his hand to catch it. He remembered that Cen Muqi had drunk alcohol earlier.

He could only sit in the driver’s seat and Cen Muqi went to sit in the passenger’s seat.

“The largest shareholder in Ji Corporation is your mom, right?”

Ji Naitang froze and nodded. Cen Muqi then asked, “In that case, why did you move out of the Ji house? Your uncle doesn’t have that much power, does he?”

“I don’t want to live there.”

Ji Naitang had moved out if the Ji house when he turned eighteen years old. The rumors were that the Ji family was headed by Ji Weilou, so his nephew had no place in the Ji family.

“Why? Does your uncle treat you badly?”

Ji Naitang smiled. “I don’t know how to define this good and bad.”

Cen Muqi didn’t continue asking. He closed his eyes and leaned back to rest in the seat. Ji Naitang looked at him. He tried to drive smoothly.

There was sweat on his palms. It wasn’t because he had thought about the past, but it was because he didn’t like driving. When he drove, it was easier to think about the car accident twelve years ago.

He didn’t remember the details of the accident, but he still remembered the feelings. Fortunately, it was late right now, so there weren’t many cars on the road. He drove safely back to Cen Muqi’s residence. He released a sigh of relief.

“CEO Cen, we’re here.”

He spoke softly, but he didn’t receive a response. He turned to discover that Cen Muqi seemed to be asleep.

“CEO Cen?” Ji Naitang looked at Cen Muqi’s sleeping face. His heart became restless. He hesitated before he released his seat belt. Then he slowly leaned closer.

He couldn’t help but breathe softer because he was afraid to wake Cen Muqi up. He looked carefully at Cen Muqi. He couldn’t help but sigh. For a man, he had such nice skin, he had such long eyelashes, his lips……

Ji Naitang couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He shouldn’t be found out if he just kissed him once, right? He leaned over, held his breath, and kissed Cen Muqi’s thin lips.