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Her College English was neither good nor bad, and she still needed a mobile phone translation dictionary to read the original book.

While she was holding the phone and looking at the thick brick book, the setting sun peeked out from the French window behind her, and a photo fell out from the gap of the book. ​​

She lowered her head to pick it up, and before her hand touched the photo, she saw the two young faces leaning against each other and smiling.

Her hand paused slightly... ...

The face of the young boy on the left looked so familiar... ...

It was actually Jin di?

Zuo Aiai had never thought that she would be able to pry into Jin Di's past under such circumstances. Although she had been quite happy to read the gossip on Weibo previously.. However, she had never really taken those rumors seriously in her heart.

And this photo was real. The real existence was in Jin Di's study... ...

For someone like Jin di who could almost be described as a pathological obsessive-compulsive disorder, it was impossible for him not to know that this photo was in this book. Since he knew about it, he still tolerated its existence.

That meant that the girl in the photo was definitely not as simple as a passerby to him.

Binhai City was close to the sea, and the weather was changeable. The weather at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn was like the face of a child. Just now, the sun was setting, but suddenly, dark clouds and thunder filled the air.

She put the photo back into the book, then wrote down the name of the book, and searched for it on the Internet with her mobile phone.

[ on the elegance of advertising ]

SIGNED: Pei Xuanai.

It was a work by a Chinese American. It was published five years ago. The first edition was one hundred copies, and it was priceless.

She looked at the information on Baidu and was about to search for Pei Xuanai's name when... ... The door of the apartment suddenly rang ...

Jin Di was back.

She hurriedly restored the study to its original appearance, threw her mobile phone aside, and ran out.

When she saw Jin di dressed in dust at the entrance, she could not hide the surprise and happiness on her face. "Why are you back? Didn't you say that you were too busy working these days to come back? "

Jin Di looked tired. He changed his shoes and took off his tie. She found that he rarely wore such formal clothes. She walked over to pick up his tie. Jin Di took the opportunity to look at her and frowned.

"You're already going to be a mother. Don't you know how to wear shoes in the house? "

His tone had always been cold and clear. However, every time he faced zuo AIAI, he would unconsciously reveal his true feelings.

It was only the occasional expression of his true feelings, but it made her smile.

Jin Di frowned and sighed. In the end, he gave up arguing and squatted down to take a pair of slippers and put them on her feet.

Jin Di entered the room and went straight to the study. Zuo Aiai had stayed there the whole afternoon, and she had moved most of his things. She could not help but feel a little afraid, so she followed behind him.

Jin Di opened the door and saw that the things he had placed before were not in their original positions. There was a stack of design drawings on the table that had not been tidied up. There was also a ruler next to it, and advertising books were placed all over the table.

He almost immediately frowned and wanted to throw a Tantrum. However, when he turned around, he saw Zuo Aiai lowering her head with her eyes wide open like a puppy that had done something wrong... ...

Jin Di:"..."