Nan Shijing had a very strong anger on her face, but she was still calm. This worst case was a risky game. She didn't want to be passive and forced to fight back, but she lost the game. Next time, she would win back next time.

This time, I will treat it as a test of the bottom line of the big boss of Beigang Group and see how he will fight back.

After thinking for a while, she took out a phone card and changed it, dialed a number, and the other end rang several times before answering.

Nan Shijing had a smile on her face, and the way she spoke was the old couple: "Come here tomorrow night? I want to eat something, I'll make it for you."

After a while, the man spoke, his voice was so peaceful and worldly: "Let's go next time."

The smile on Nan Shijing's face gradually disappeared: "You don't have a job arrangement tomorrow, aren't you?"

"You know my itinerary very clearly."

Nan Shijing heard the unhappiness in his words: "I asked Secretary Mo in advance. He said you didn't make any arrangements today. I thought you were free to accompany me."

The other party replied lightly: "It's really not."

"That's it."

"kindness."

Nanyang Mansion, the weather in Yuncheng is clear and the moonlight is bright at night. At night, the moonlight is bright and the lights are bright.

Nan Shijing and Wei Xingzhou had already slept in separate rooms in the early years. At this time, the room was silent until Nan Shijing had a pair of red eyes and smashed things up in anger.

Ruolun's man's unkindness and unintentionality, Ji Lin only convinced his father Ji Congye. He was curious about what kind of woman was willing to be a lover for more than ten years.

Ji Lin got out of the car, his tie was loose, his fingers were holding cigarettes, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly drunk, as if he had drunk a lot of wine.

When he pushed open the door of Ji's villa and walked in, he heard Ji Congye's voice coming. He was calling his old lover without any hesitation at all.

Thinking that Wu Xiang's heart was found a problem a while ago, Ji Lin's expression became colder and colder.

The father and son were in tune with each other. Ji Congye put down his cell phone and looked up. Facing Ji Lin's cold eyes, he calmly said: "Here you go."

Ji Lin was silent before speaking: "My mother is in bad health recently, don't irritate her. If something happens, don't blame my son for being disrespectful to you."

Ji Congye put down the fish material and glanced at him: "The wings are hard, I dare to threaten you."

There has never been a conversation between father and son that is calm. Some of them only have violent collisions, landslides and tsunamis.

Ji Lin smoked a cigarette, swallowing the clouds and fog, and the white smoke blurred his outline: "I have always been like this, and you are the ones who have to force me to go into politics. Ji Chengye, you will regret it."

"What, you still want to pull you off the stage?"

Ji Linfeng said lightly: "Wait well."

Such a rebellious words naturally angered Ji Congye: "Go to the small room to face the wall and think about his mistakes. Without my permission, I will not be allowed to come out."

"Do you think I'm still a little brat, an old thing." Ji Lin threw away the cigarette butt and dusted the fish pond before entering the hospital. The fish were shocked and rippled. He turned around and walked out.

That small room was Ji Lin's nightmare for youth. The small room was in the attic, and the space was very small. He was so small that he could only put a desk after he stuffed it in. Since childhood, Ji Lin did not obey discipline, so Ji Conye would punish him like this, asking him to kneel inside to write a review, over and over again.

After leaving home, Ji Lin's car parked under a bridge by the river. When the wind blew by, he took out his cell phone and called Shen Qianxun. It rang twice and the phone went through.

Chen Qianxun shouted Ji Lin and said, "I'm willing to contact me."

At this moment, Ji Lin was surprised to see her: "Go out and have a drink."

“I’m in Macau.”

Ji Lin: "..." He felt irritated and touched his cigarette: "What are you doing in Macau?"

"My mother is very obsessed with Luo Wenxi recently and is accompanying her to watch the male god concert." Chen Qianxun said.

Ji Lin was very careful: "The concert is usually at night, and your place is very quiet."

"Well, something happened but didn't go. I'm in the hotel now." Chen Qianxun confessed.

Ji Lin frowned and wanted to ask what happened. Before he could ask, he heard Jin Muhan's voice coming first. His voice was warm and bright, with pampering in his mouth. He asked, "Axun, do you drink yogurt?"

Chen Qianxun said to drink.

Jin Muhan inserted the straw and handed it over.

Chen Qianxun said thank you softly.

"Stay chatting." Jin Muhan sat next to him quietly, turned on the hotel TV, and the voice was very quiet, which would not affect Chen Qianxun's listening to the phone.

At this moment, Ji Lin felt that the wind was so dazzling, his eyes were redder and filled with blood.

He had expected that the two would be together in the future, but it was really hard to accept.

The girl he has liked for so many years is someone else's.

He has no chance.

Chen Qianxun understood Ji Lin's temperament, knew that he would definitely ask what happened, and continued to say: "Nan Shijing found someone to plot against me, but she failed."

Ji Lin's lips trembled: "That's good." He was silent for a moment, "You and him--"

Chen Qianxunhui: "Together."

Chen Qianxun once said that in her life, she will only have one relationship and one marriage, and will only like a man, from beginning to end.

Ji Lin also asked her: "What if that man betrays you?"

"I don't have that bad view."

Ji Lin also felt that she had never liked anyone even though she was so old. He always thought that Chen Qianxun’s understanding of the relationship between men and women was like a piece of blank paper. Unexpectedly, he just didn’t meet the right person.

Jin Muhan is very lucky to be liked by Chen Qianxun, and Ji Lin is almost envious of him to death.

"Are you sure it's him?"

“I’m pretty sure.”

After the conversation, the phone suddenly stopped. When I called back, I was shut down. Chen Qianxun guessed that Ji Lin's phone should be out of battery.

It’s not that there is no power, but that Ji Lin turned off his phone.

She put down her cell phone, Jin Muhan, who was watching TV seriously beside her, hugged her and kissed her on the sofa.

The strong yogurt fragrance in Chen Qianxun's lips and teeth was licked and sucked gently, and then called her name over and over again.

This kiss is unbearable. I finally had the chance to breathe. Chen Qianxun asked: "What's wrong?"

Jin Mu's cold eyes darkened: "Nothing."

The reason why Jin Muhan suddenly felt unstable, Chen Qianxun only thought of the phone call just now: "Are you jealous of Ji Lin?"

Jin Muhan paused and said nothing.

In this life, Ye Wenqing did not have much affection for Chen Qianxun and he broke it with his own hands.

But Ji Lin, he still met Chen Qianxun seven years earlier than him.

They spent the past seven years together day and night, and this alone was enough for Jin Muhan to be jealous of him.

Ji Lin’s liking is no less than him. However, Ji Lin never said it, as if there was something hard to say and missed countless opportunities.

"Vinegar jar."

Jin Muhan's eyes were obscure: "Ji Lin isn't he?"

“It’s really good.”

Jin Muhan pursed his lips, his eyes were naked and his beautiful eyes were dim.

Chen Qianxun pinched his face and rubbed it red: "I didn't answer this way to inspire you to be jealous of him, but Ji Lin was really good to me. I feel honored to have such a good friend as him."

"I have a strong relationship with him. I will stand up desperately even if I have any trouble."

Jin Muhan heard that there were signs of losing control here, and his jealousy was almost bursting.

"But I've only been moved by you." Chen Qianxun looked at him, "Are you still jealous when I say that?"

I have only been moved by you... Jin Muhan's jealousy that was about to explode was instantly calmed down. He admitted that he was a little despicable and petty, but he couldn't control himself. In short, this was his knot in his two lives.

At this time, Jin Muhan's eyes were filled with joy, and he pleased and kissed her eyes: "I won't eat anymore."

He had already got the answer he wanted. Seeing that Chen Qianxun ignored him, Jin Muhan whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, Ah Xun, I won't know anything about it in the future."

Chen Qianxun narrowed his eyes: "Touch your tattoo for me, I will forgive you."
Chapter completed!