She didn't understand why what she thought was so different from the reality. Was it because she didn't wake up from her sleep, or was it because both of them were fooling around?
Half-believing and doubtful, he took a step back suddenly, his suspicious eyes kept examining the man in front of him, and he opened his mouth to speak for a long time.
"Are you really... Diweike?"
Di Weike's face suddenly sank, and his mouth turned purple and green.
"Shenyue, what time is it? You are still making nonsense!"
Shenyue was shocked. Seeing that his words and deeds were indeed no different from the real Di Mike, she believed that she was not wrong.
Thinking of her indecent behavior before, Shenyue smiled slightly awkwardly.
"Haha... I thought I was wrong. But... why did you suddenly wear black clothes today?"
"Ang...it's nothing, I just had a whim, so I put it on and have a look."
The coquettish red eyes flickered slightly and looked away. Diweike smiled and leaned back with one hand. His slightly unreal smile always felt like he was deliberately hiding something. This strangeness immediately aroused Shenyue's attention.
attention.
According to her observations, from the time she appeared until now, Diweike has kept her right hand behind her back and has never changed. How could a person maintain the same posture for a long time? Even people with special hobbies would make it difficult for them to do so.
Move your arms appropriately instead of not moving them all the time.
So, there must be something fishy in this...
"Well, actually it looks pretty good on you. Why don't we... let's go in and talk about it."
Shenyue suddenly smiled, but secretly her sharp eyes were locked on Diweike's right arm. When she subconsciously went to hold his arm, she was unexpectedly grabbed by him. The force was so strong that Shenyue could not hold it.
She took off her hand and had no choice but to let him hold her hand and move forward.
The two came to the front hall and after greeting each other for a while, Di Weike suddenly got up and went to the study to organize things. Seeing this, Shenyue couldn't refuse and didn't say much.
It's just that during the communication process, Di Weike acted too calmly. The more calm he is, the more abnormal it is. Moreover, the posture of his right hand has not changed. Only then did she truly believe that Di Weike was.
Wei Ke must have had something happen before she came back and was unwilling to tell her.
As for what it was, she would know it clearly as long as she secretly came to the study and observed his every move.
She came to the door of the study quietly, stretched out her delicate jade finger to pierce the window paper, and saw Di Weike writing on the desk one stroke at a time, as if nothing was wrong, and there was no problem at all.
But if you take a closer look, you can see that Di Weike writes with his left hand. Even the penholder he is holding is trembling uncontrollably, and cold sweat appears on his face.
Seeing that he was forcing himself so hard, Shenyue pretended that nothing had happened. She didn't know whether to say that he was stupid? Or that he was too pretentious.
She had to go to such an extent for a person who had no blood relationship with him. Shenyue couldn't help but sneer. Half of her face shrouded in shadow could not tell what her expression was at this moment.
All that was known was that her palms dropped to her sides, slowly clenched into fists, and then she turned and left.
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Di Weike never thought that he would leave in such embarrassment in front of his juniors.
He wanted to sit quietly in the study and write, but the shapeless words in front of him had to remind him that he couldn't even be indifferent now.
Such a huge disparity made Di Weike feel inexplicably and put down the pen in his hand. When he took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded in his ears, which made him suspicious...