Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

The two of them didn't decide on a location in advance, so they found a good-looking restaurant on the commercial street. Xia Xiaoyou was extra generous and even opened a bottle of good red wine.

"I wish Lin Weiwei a promotion and salary increase, I respect you." Xia Xiaoyou raised her wine glass, her beautiful eyes raised, and she smiled cleverly.

"Thank you Xiaoyou."

The wine glass slammed lightly and made a crisp sound. Lin Weiwei took a sip. The mellow taste made her eyes shine, and she slammed her mouth: "This red wine is delicious, I want some more."

Lin Weiwei happily drank several glasses in a row, his face was blushed, his eyes were filled with mist, his ruddy mouth was slightly opened, and he picked up the bottle again.

Xia Xiaoyou hurriedly snatched the wine bottle, stopped her with a smile, "You're almost drunk, if you get drunk, I can't cure you, stop drinking."

Lin Weiwei laughed, stuffed a mouthful of cherry blossom chiffon cake, and rested his head on his hands.

There were blossoming cherry blossoms on the cake, and the elegant pink softened the vision. Lin Weiwei frowned and spat out the cake in his mouth.

"Why did you spit it out?" Xia Xiaoyou, who tasted wine elegantly, was startled. She wouldn't make a fuss if she was someone else. Lin Weiwei is different, he is a loyal dessert lover.

Lin Weiwei took a sip of lemonade to calm down, threw away the fresh cherry blossoms with a fork, and said with disgust: "I didn't pay attention just now. I ate a mouthful of cherry blossoms. It was sweet at first and then bitter, covering the fragrance of the cake."

Xia Xiaoyou smiled slightly, and joked: "Recently, I only eat Boss Ji's desserts, but now I can't get used to anything else?"

Lin Weiwei's eyes were gloomy, and he slowly picked up the cherry blossoms. There was no news of Ji Mingyou, which made people worry.

Seeing that she lacked interest, Xia Xiaoyou sat beside her and said, "By the way, Boss Ji hasn't opened a store yet, so nothing really happened."

Lin Weiwei raised his eyes all of a sudden, denied it hurriedly, and seemed to comfort himself: "Impossible, he should be fine, don't talk nonsense."

Xia Xiaoyou withdrew her hand, startled by her abnormal reaction, and asked in a low voice: "He didn't contact you either?"

"No, I'm full, why don't we go back?" Lin Weiwei staggered to his feet, leaning on the table, and muttered in a depressed mood.

"Okay, let's go back and rest. It's been a busy day." Xia Xiaoyou nodded, knowing that she was drunk and gradually unconscious, she put Lin Weiwei's hand on her shoulder and hugged her carefully.

After returning to the apartment, Xia Xiaoyou pushed Lin Weiwei, who had her lips tightly shut, onto the bed, and covered the quilt thoughtfully: "Take a good rest."

Lin Weiwei was lying on the bed, constantly turning around and changing sleeping positions, Ji Mingyou's cheeks flashed in his mind, and the tension of not communicating for many days surged up with drunkenness: "In this good day of promotion, why do I keep thinking about him? About Guan Ji Mingyou."

She had been lying down for a long time, she had something on her mind and couldn't fall asleep at all.

Lin Weiwei grabbed his hair uneasily, his whole body was hot, kicked the quilt away with his feet and got up: "No, if something happens to Ji Mingyou, I will suffer. I'd better go and see the situation."

Lin Weiwei's mind was in a mess, holding his sore forehead, and quietly opened the door.

The living room was quiet, Lin Weiwei walked out in a cat-like body, walked to the door, undecided whether to go out or not.

"Forget it, I'm all up now, I'll go to the dessert shop and come back." Lin Weiwei's mind became hot, he changed his clothes with the help of alcohol, and said firmly.

Before leaving, Lin Weiwei put his hands to his mouth and said tentatively, "Xiaoyou, I think it's too hot to go downstairs."

The room was quiet, and there was no response. Lin Weiwei was delighted, and slowly closed the door tightly, leaving only a "click".

The cool night breeze made Lin Weiwei a little more awake. He tightened his clothes and yawned: "I'm afraid I'm drunk because I came out so late."

Lin Weiwei waved his hands widely, walking on the deserted street, with the dim street lights illuminating the front, he ran quickly to the dessert shop, and shouted: "Ji Mingyou, I'm here."

Lin Weiwei ran excitedly, the shouts woke up the people in the residential area and turned on the lights.

"It's finally here, the soles of my feet hurt so much." Lin Weiwei leaned against the tree, wiping the sweat off his face, feeling cool when the wind blew.

Lin Weiwei slowed down, looked up and saw the lights on upstairs, opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and murmured: "Ji Mingyou is back?"

Lin Weiwei was ready to open the door, but saw that there was no Ji Mingyou's car around, and when he pulled the distance away, he found that the curtains were not even closed.

As soon as a guess appeared in his mind like a spark, Lin Weiwei's head was dizzy, and he said nervously: "Ji Mingyou is used to draw the curtains first to block the view, which is weird."

"It can't be that there are thieves. They didn't stop the car, and they didn't send a message to go to work." Lin Weiwei muttered quietly, and walked around the dessert shop in a big circle, but didn't find anything unusual.

Lin Weiwei bit her cherry lips, grabbed her sleeves with both hands, took out her mobile phone after a second thought and took a photo of the second floor, and saved it in the photo album.

"Let me send it to Ji Mingyou for verification."

The lights on the second floor of the store are bright, like a ship sailing in the deep sea in the quiet and dark.

The window was wide open, and the cool breeze blowing in made Ji Mingyou who was sitting at the table calm down a lot.

Ji Mingyou took a sip of his coffee, locked his eyes on the screen, and sped up the video from the monitor.

A masked man was sneaking in the parking lot. He looked at his phone and found his car. After looking around, he got under the car.

Ji Mingyou's face was gloomy, his eyes were narrowed, and there were slight bruises on the palms of his hands. He kept zooming in on the masked man, and saw a pair of brown trousers under the loose robe.

"This looks too familiar." Ji Mingyou touched his chin, remembering the uniformed cleaners in the company, and whispered.

There was a glint in Ji Mingyou's eyes, and he sent the screenshot, already having an idea.

Downstairs, Lin Weiwei hiccupped, found Ji Mingyou's account, and typed with difficulty, "Are you in there?"

Lin Weiwei's eyelids drooped, he opened the album and clicked on the photos, but at this time his phone was stuck.

"This phone is going to piss me off. When my salary is paid, I will replace you first." Lin Weiwei tapped it three times in a row, but when it didn't work, he frantically poked the phone screen and said angrily.

After a while, the phone started to work slowly and sent a photo.

Lin Weiwei yawned again, glanced down, opened his eyes suddenly, and exclaimed: "Why did you send the wrong photo, this phone is deliberately pissing me off."

The photo of the lights on the second floor was not sent, but a photo of Lin Weiwei and the children pouting and acting cute.

Lin Weiwei felt half sober from the wine, and when the wind blew, his whole body became completely cold.

"What should I do? It's just this kind of photo. It's such a shame." Lin Weiwei grabbed her hair in panic, said bitterly, "It's all because of this broken phone, it's going to hurt me."

Lin Weiwei couldn't imagine Ji Mingyou's expression when he saw the photo, he would think she had some other purpose.

Lin Weiwei was already ashamed and indignant just by imagining it. He hit his head with his mobile phone and disgusted himself: "You are so stupid, what should I do?"

Suddenly, Lin Weiwei remembered that he could withdraw, quickly opened the interface, and said angrily: "Damn it, I'm so angry because of patronage, it's been 3 minutes already."