Chapter 489: It’s not too stupid to have this consciousness

Ji Jinchuan originally had nothing to do. Knowing that she didn't understand some professional words, it was convenient for her to come to the study to answer her questions. He sat behind his desk and opened the mailbox to handle mail.
Shen Youran encountered something that she didn't understand, and looked up at the man. The man's fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly. She supported her cheek with one hand. How could he be busy all day long?
Although Ji Jinchuan kept looking at the computer, Yu Guang glanced at her and looked at herself, her delicate brows twisted into a ball, and she knew that she was having trouble: "Take it."
Because he kept staring at the computer, Shen Youran didn't respond for a while, he was talking to himself.
Afterwards, there were only two of them in the study room. She joyfully took the plan and stepped forward, pointing to the string of English above.
Ji Jinchuan glanced at it, took the pen and annotated the meaning next to her, and even translated the whole sentence to her, and corrected some of the wrong things in front of her.
After all, he is a professional, and she has improved and refined her mistakes.
She smiled and said: "Fortunately, I didn't go far."
He raised his eyes: "It's not too stupid to have this consciousness."
Shen Youran snorted softly and returned to the position just now, continuing to be busy again.
It didn't take long for someone outside the study to knock on the door, and Ji Jinchuan responded with a "come in", Wu Ma pushed the door in and sent two glasses of water, one to Ji Jinchuan, and one cup to Shen Youran, see the two Being busy and daring not to disturb, he stepped back lightly.
After finishing the mail, Ji Jinchuan took a drink and took a sip, looking at the woman by the window. She was facing him sideways, and her hair was behind her ears, so she had a clean face.
The gentle light reflected her cheeks slightly warmly and softly and quietly.
Outside the window is the dark night, her figure is cast on the glass window, like a shadow play, it is full of shadows, interpreting the freshness of life.
He had nothing to do, and wanted to help her, but she finally found something to do, which is definitely unwilling, and may be misunderstood as abandoning her ability.
He casually clicked on a webpage and browsed halfway through. The phone rang. It was from the old house. He took the phone out of the study and connected the phone to the corridor outside the station.
The phone call came from Xie Suling. Xue had such a big deal and it was almost at the end of the road. Xue Jie had no choice but to instigate Jane Rui to help Ji.
In desperation, Jian Rui cheeked Xie Suling, so Xie Suling called for the sake of Xue.
"Jinchuan, your aunt Jian came to see me today. It seems that Xue's is in trouble. She begs you for help."
Ji Jinchuan's left hand rested on the handrail of the railing and looked at the living room downstairs. The lights in the living room were on. Ma and Wu were busy with each other. He said: "You're fine. You can play mahjong with your aunt or Mrs. Chen, the rest Don’t worry about things."
What else to say there, he hung up the phone and stood in the aisle for a moment, then put the phone back in his trouser pocket and turned back to the study.
Shen Youran was almost ten o'clock after finishing her work, and her neck was a little sore. She moved her neck. When she leaned her head, she saw Ji Jinchuan sitting behind the desk, her eyes kept falling outside the window, and her dark eyes didn't show any light.
She put her pen down and stopped in front of him, but he didn't even notice her presence, still looking at the night outside the window.
She touched his arm on the desk: "What's wrong with you?"