All the male and female police officers passing by Ji Yuting and Shengge shouted respectfully.
There was more or less envy in his eyes.
Shengge responded with a generous and decent smile.
Leave a gentle and kind impression on everyone.
But although Shengge acted calm, her choice of Ji Yuting was actually a bit strange.
Originally, she thought she was packing a lunch box and eating it alone in Ji Yuting's office.
But Ji Yuting dragged her to the cafeteria, openly showing affection and spreading dog food.
Shengge originally refused to appear in such a high-profile canteen at the National Bureau of Investigation, but seeing Ji Yuting's resolute attitude, although she didn't understand what he wanted to do, she chose to let him.
Ji Yuting took the dinner plate and personally packed two meat and vegetable lunch boxes.
In the middle of the process, he called over the ninth captain, Yang Jiucheng, who was carrying a dinner plate. He approached Yang Jiucheng and said something in his ear before returning to the table opposite where Shengge was already sitting.
His expression was calm, but from the corner of his eye he was observing the police officers having lunch from time to time.
The lunch boxes in the small canteen are bland in taste and are completely incomparable to Ji Yuting's personal cooking skills.
But Shengge could accompany him to eat and would not have to go back to the villa to eat alone. She felt that it was okay to just have a meal.
Shengge reluctantly ate more than half of the bowl, and the two left the canteen holding hands.
Before leaving, Shengge could vaguely hear many police officers quietly discussing the couple, but most of them were envious and admiring.
"husband."
She shouted softly and turned her head to see Ji Yuting staring straight ahead with a cold and solemn expression, as if he was lost in thought.
"Husband?" Shengge stepped close to his ear and shouted again.
Ji Yuting finally came back to his senses and turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong with you?"
Ji Yuting was thinking about the fact that the old man knew his every move at the National Bureau of Investigation. He just tested it out and believed that the results would come soon.
But how long has Grandpa been monitoring him?
Is it just for Ji Xinghui and Ji Yong that he was forced to use his connections this time, or has someone been monitoring him all along?
If it's the former, no big deal.
However, if it is the latter, the problem will be huge.
He secretly hoped it was the former. From the time he was sensible, there were no parents in his consciousness, only his grandfather.
Although his grandfather was very strict with him, he also loved him very much.
He didn't want anything to happen that would destroy the close relationship between him and his grandfather.
"husband?"
Ji Yuting was lost in thought again, and his thoughts were brought back by Shengge.
He was deeply sorry, "I'm sorry, wife, I..."
Shengge stretched out her index finger and gently pressed it on his thin lips to stop him from continuing.
"It's okay, no need to explain, I know what you are worried about."
The sense of trust brought by these words reassured Ji Yuting more than any love words.
Ji Yuting looked around the corridor, bent down slightly, and quickly gave his wife a pop on the cheek.
Like secretly begging for sweet candy, with cunning black eyes.
The tips of Shengge's ears were slightly red, and she gently pushed his broad shoulders, "There are no cameras in this corridor? If you are seen in the monitoring room, won't you be embarrassed?"
Ji Yuting spoke righteously and in a proud tone: "Why should I feel embarrassed when I kiss my own wife? It's obvious that they would envy me and be jealous of me because they don't have a sweet wife to kiss."
Shengge was subdued by his argument and whispered, "I'm really not ashamed."
After saying these words quickly, she ran into the office quickly and refused to flirt outside the corridor.