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"You…" Ye Shengge glared at him, but she didn't have the strength to argue with him anymore.

"My time tonight is all yours, okay?" He chuckled.

"Should I thank you for your charity?" Ye Shengge smiled bitterly.

Ji Shiting raised an eyebrow.

"Then let me rephrase." He stared at her. "Stay tonight, okay? I miss you."

Ye Shengge sniffled and put her head on the man's shoulder. It was a familiar embrace and scent, and he was trying to comfort her, but she still felt sad.

Ji Shiting's heart ached seeing how she was still sobbing.

The elevator stopped.

He carried her out of the elevator and found the room. He swiped his card and entered. Seeing that the woman in his arms still looked dazed and weak, he swallowed hard and sat down on the sofa.

"I'll ask them to deliver another meal." He pinched her chin with his long fingers, making her look up at him. "Do you want it?"

Ye Shengge nodded and put her head on his shoulder.