The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Ji Beimu took off his gold-rimmed glasses, rubbed his temples, turned and went into the bathroom.

"Crash!"

In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, he adjusted the water temperature to the lowest.

The cold water sprayed down, from his delicate facial features, to his firm chest, and then slid to the masculine mermaid line.

Ji Beimu closed his eyes.

The girl's shy look and another face returned, anger and coldness erupted in his heart, and the collision of the two emotions gave him a splitting headache.

Gradually, the memories of the past invaded his brain, erasing Xia Yanxi's appearance from his mind.

Ji Beimu's ascetic face was colder than the frost in the twelfth lunar month.

No.

He must never be in love with any woman...

During Ji Beimu's 10 minutes of taking a bath, Xia Yanxi fell into torment.

Is she really that annoying?
Did Ji Beimu get so bored that he didn't want to get closer?

Trying to think back on what happened throughout the day, always feeling that I did nothing wrong, and feeling that everything I did was wrong.

But in front of Ji Beimu, an unpredictable man, she would never be able to give her accurate answer.

After Ji Beimu took a shower, he wore a bathrobe casually, and a few strong abdominal muscles were faintly visible.

Xia Yanxi didn't dare to take a second look at all, like a child who did something wrong, she buried her head deeply, took every step lightly, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The moment the bathroom door closed, Ji Beimu's tense face relaxed a little helplessly.

After all, she was just a simple girl.

That night, Ji Beimu smoked cigars on the independent small balcony of the bedroom, one after another.

The smoke billowed in, blurring his face.

After Xia Yanxi came out of the bathroom, seeing that he had no other orders, she went to bed and wrapped herself in a quilt.

The quilt directly covered her straight nose, only revealing a pair of dark eyeballs rolling around.

Time passed by, and after several hours, she still couldn't see through Ji Beimu.

Feeling sleepy, Xia Yanxi yawned and fell asleep uncontrollably.

In the middle of the night, Xu Ji Beimu's sudden face change tonight made her feel uneasy, as if her only support in Ji's family had been taken away.

Xia Yanxi had a nightmare. In the dream, Ji Beimu abandoned her, and everyone in the Ji family was mocking her and oppressing her, tortured her and her brother to death.

"Ji Beimu...you big bastard..." The girl frowned and muttered dissatisfiedly.

The man beside him was taken aback for a moment, and looked at her a few more times unexpectedly.

Xia Yanxi was still muttering, her voice intermittent.

After a long time, the coldness on his brow dissipated, he hugged her helplessly, patted her on the back to comfort her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Good boy."

The next day.

When Xia Yanxi woke up, it was already noon.

The nightmare from last night was still in her brain, she subconsciously reached out and touched it aside.

empty!

Xia Yanxi's eyes widened.

Ji Beimu really doesn't want her anymore?
How will she and her younger brother survive in the future!

She sat up on the bed in a jerk, her eyes swept away quickly.

Beside the window, a tall figure was lazily sitting in a wheelchair. The full sun at noon made him shine brightly, as if the coldness had been removed from his body, and his handsome face had a little more life in the world.

Xia Yanxi's brain was in a daze, and she looked into his deep eyes for a long time before she suddenly woke up!

"Third Master... I overslept!" She was about to get off the bed in a hurry, and the man's subsequent words made her look even more embarrassed.

"Ji Beimu...you big bastard..." The man tilted his head and said in a casual tone, "Mrs. Ji San, you are so courageous."

boom -

A thunderbolt struck Xia Yanxi's brain.

The nightmare last night was too worrying, but she can still clearly remember that what Ji Beimu said was exactly what she said in her sleep!

She widened her eyes and covered her mouth tightly with her hands!

"Hide your ears and steal your bell." Ji Beimu curled his lips, drew the curtains to isolate the outside world, stood up and walked towards her, "Change clothes."

"Oh... good... good..." Seeing that he was not angry, Xia Yanxi seemed to be pardoned.

She patted her chest, found a sweater and jeans in the closet, and was about to take off her nightdress and put it on for herself.

The suspenders of the nightgown had just been pulled off her shoulders, and the round shoulders seemed to be pierced by a fiery gaze.

So hot!

Dissatisfied, Xia Yanxi followed the source of the heat, and met Ji Beimu's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"What is this implying, ma'am?"

"Ah!!" Xia Yanxi screamed, not knowing whether it was from shame or anger.

Ji Beimu asked her to help him change his clothes, how could she change on her body!
"Knock, knock, knock!" The room door was knocked presumptuously.

Xia Yanxi and Ji Beimu looked at each other, their expressions turned cold.

Immediately afterwards, Aunt Song's voice came out: "Madam, the old lady contacted the school for you yesterday. You are just a freshman, and your studies cannot be interrupted. Now that the third master has woken up, you should continue to enjoy your studies and life. This is the kindness of the old lady."

Xia Yanxi was not in a hurry to answer, waiting for Ji Beimu's order.

The man suddenly hugged her into his arms, touched her slender waist, and said in a low voice: "You called her just now, you provoked her. She wanted to interrupt our 'good deed', did you? Really let her succeed?"

And... want to call again?

With yesterday's experience, Xia Yanxi became "proficient" a lot this time.

But with each cry, the voice trembled more and more.

It was only because of her shyness and nervousness that her voice reached the ears of the person outside, making it a little more real.

After a while, the sound of footsteps outside faded away.

Xia Yanxi slowly relaxed, "I'm so tired..."

My voice is almost hoarse!

"Next time you come seriously, you don't have to pretend." The man rubbed her head, and took the shirt and trousers from the closet.

Casual words made her ears turn red like they were being burned by fire.

She tried to change the subject, "Third Master...Can I go back to school?"

Ji Beimu paused when he put on his shirt, and asked back, "What do you think?"

"I...can't go..." Thinking of Ye Moqing's "inseparable" yesterday, the hope in Xia Yanxi's eyes disappeared.

In this day and age, education is very important.

The wealthy sons and wealthy ladies from famous families all have good academic qualifications, even a dude like Ji Qiaoxuan was taught by his father.

A good university can learn a lot of useful knowledge and accumulate a lot of contacts.

It was precisely because she knew this that she struggled to get admitted to the number one university in China - Beicheng University.

But since Xia's family went bankrupt, her studies naturally stopped.

Xia Yanxi waited sullenly for Ji Beimu to accuse her of greed.

His head was suddenly knocked down by his hand.

"There's nothing you can or can't do, just go if you want." Ji Beimu's tone was flat, not like he was teasing.

Xia Yanxi raised her head abruptly, her starry eyes were shining brightly, "Really?!"

Ji Beimu smiled, and continued to dress in silence.

"But what if, third master, you... and..." something happened again, what should we do?
"I said yesterday that I don't believe in that kind of thing." Ji Beimu sat back in the wheelchair, "You and I still have a long life, and my wife's ability has improved. Isn't it good for me?"

"Yes! Our lives will be very long!" Xia Yanxi's heart was pounding and she was extremely excited.

She didn't believe in horoscopes, and Ji Beimu said so, so she didn't need to be lucky.

What she can do in the future is to let herself grow rapidly, so that she can really come in handy for Ji Beimu!

Xia Yanxi squatted down and helped him button his shirt earnestly.

The smile on her small mouth almost reached her ears, and she couldn't hide her happiness no matter what.

Ji Beimu watched quietly with downcast eyes, and a trace of warmth slowly crept into his eyes.