The president relies on me to continue his marriage

She got in the car and went back to Ji's house.

Before dinner time, Xia Yanxi entered Ji Beimu's room.

When she took out the textbook from her bag, the note left by Ji Beimu scattered in the textbook.

After staring at the word "business trip" on the note for a long time, Xia Yanxi mustered up her courage, found Ji Beimu's number on her mobile phone, and dialed it.

She has to fulfill her duties as a wife.

The phone rang for a while, but was not answered.

Xia Yanxi was surprised for a while.

Could it be that Ji Beimu is busy?
After hesitating for a long time, I chose to contact Zhao Bin.

Zhao Bin answered quickly, with a respectful tone: "Young Mistress, what are your orders?"

"Is the third master okay?" Xia Yanxi's voice was mixed with a little concern.

She remembered the man's serious order last night.

Although I felt that Ji Beimu was surrounded by bodyguards, I was afraid that he would do something secretive and dangerous today.

Zhao Bin glanced sideways at the man who was pouring tea, "The third master is very good."

"Is he busy?" Xia Yanxi asked again.

"Busy...?" Zhao Bin clicked on the speakerphone and asked Ji Beimu what he meant.

Ji Beimu raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently.

Zhao Bin has been with him for many years and thinks he already understands him very well.

But in the past few days, Ji Sanye's behavior has once again baffled him.

First, I arrived at the door of the house yesterday and waited in the car for more than two hours before entering the house.

Now, in the name of a business trip, he didn't leave Beicheng at all, but came to a scenic spot by the sea to drink tea in the gazebo.

Coupled with his hot and cold attitude towards Xia Yanxi, Zhao Bin didn't know how to answer.

Xia Yanxi didn't hear a response for a long time, and she couldn't help but tighten her grip on the phone, "Could something really happen to the third master?"

Otherwise, why wouldn't Assistant Zhao dare to answer? !
Hearing her anxious tone, Ji Beimu stopped drinking tea, and there was a slight smile between his brows and eyes.

Zhao Bin's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

Fortunately, his brain turned quickly, and he immediately figured out that the third master was satisfied because of the third wife's concern for him!
In the next second, Ji Beimu said, "I'm fine."

Because the phone was on hands-free, the sound reached Xia Yanxi's ears.

Recognizing that the familiar Baoliang voice was indeed from Ji Beimu, Xia Yanxi felt relieved and reported by the way: "Grandma asked me to have dinner with my second sister-in-law tonight."

"Need my help?"

"Thank you, Mr. San, but I can handle it myself."

The girl has a gentle voice and a firm tone.

Ji Beimu's brain couldn't help but imagine her confident appearance with her lips pursed lightly.

His expression became a little more relaxed.

"Be careful." Ji Beimu told him indifferently.

Before Xia Yanxi responded, he cut off the call.

Ji Beimu played with the delicate emerald green teacup with his big palm with distinct bones, and the faces of those in the Ji family slowly appeared in Ji Beimu's mind.

The hand holding the teacup suddenly exerted strength.

The next moment, there was a "bang!"

The teacup is falling apart!

The fragments cut through the palm, and strands of blood spread out.

"Third Master!" Zhao Bin was so startled that he came back to his senses, and hurried to get the medicine box in the car.

Ji Beimu also turned the wheelchair at this time, his voice was chilling, "Go back."

Zhao Bin paused, "The third master is going home?"

The man didn't answer, his cold and thin lips were tight, and his eyes as deep as a cold pool shot out a sinister light.

The afterglow of the setting sun dissipated, and the ink color sprinkled the sky.

The surrounding lights were dim, he was like a king in the dark night, his bloodthirsty face was like a sharp claw, madly trying to tear everything in the world.

Zhao Bin collapsed to the ground with a "plop", sweat pouring down his forehead.

The last time he saw Ji Beimu showing such an expression was six years ago...

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The call has ended for a long time, but Xia Yanxi's brain is still filled with the word "be careful" left by Ji Beimu.

"Knock knock!"

After knocking on the door, the maid's voice came: "Third Madam, dinner is ready."

"I'll go right away." Xia Yanxi put Ji Beimu's note in her palm, got up and walked outside.

A large two-meter-wide round table was filled with an assortment of delicacies, but there were only old lady Ji and Gao Feishan sitting in front of them.

It was clear that they came to solve the farce of the day before yesterday.

Xia Yanxi restrained her thoughts, and walked forward as if nothing had happened, "Grandma! I kept you waiting."

"I've just arrived too, please sit down." Mrs. Ji cheerfully pointed to the seat beside her.

Seeing this scene, Gao Feishan snorted coldly, "Grandma, you really love her."

There are so many places, but Mrs. Ji wants Xia Yanxi to squeeze beside her!

The old lady Ji looked at her reproachfully, "Did you forget what I said before? Yanxi just came in. As the second sister-in-law, can't you take care of her more?"

Gao Feishan curled her lips, "Then we have to see if she recognizes me as the second sister-in-law!"

Xia Yanxi always had an impeccable smile on her face, and she didn't speak to her.

Gao Feishan obviously restrained herself a lot this time, and it seemed that she had been reprimanded by Mrs. Ji a lot behind her back.

But the more this is the case, the more it proves that Mrs. Ji and Gao Feishan have formed a faction tonight, and I am standing on their hostile side.

It seems that she guessed right, Mrs. Ji didn't just want her and Gao Feishan to "reconcile" tonight!
"Yanxi, this kind of red shrimp is rich in nutrition, you should eat more." Mrs. Ji first picked up a shrimp for Xia Yanxi, which made Gao Feishan blow his beard and stare with jealousy.

Xia Yanxi replied crisply: "Thank you grandma!"

His eyes were always on the old lady Ji, and after seeing that old lady Ji also ate that plate of shrimp, he ate it with peace of mind.

During this period, Gao Feishan kept staring at her angrily.

Xia Yanxi raised her eyes occasionally, and swept towards her with a smile.

Gao Feishan caught the slyness in her eyes, and her face became even more sinister.

Wealthy people pay attention to their meals, they don't talk much during the meeting, and Gao Feishan and Xia Yanxi don't talk too much.

When the meal was almost over, the old lady Ji stood up, "The plum blossoms in the backyard are blooming, let's go for a walk and enjoy the plum blossoms."

Xia Yanxi kept an eye out.

Mrs. Ji said in the morning that she would mediate the conflict between her and Gao Feishan, but she didn't mention that matter at all during the meal, and now it's the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month and she has to go out to appreciate plum blossoms again.

It seems that the good show is yet to come!
But since she was ready to see the trick, Xia Yanxi didn't refuse, and walked to the backyard with Gao Feishan holding Mrs. Ji's hand on one side and the other on the right.

Mrs. Ji first chatted with Xia Yanxi about her school life, and then asked Gao Feishan about her daughter Ji Fuwen's academic performance in the past six months.

Then the topic changed: "How is the injury on Wenwen's face?"

Mrs. Ji's words hit Gao Feishan's heart.

She is just a daughter like Ji Fuwen, when she thinks that Ji Fuwen will leave a scar on her face from now on, she immediately shoots Xia Yanxi with cold and sharp eyes.

Gao Feishan gritted her teeth, "The doctor said that Wenwen will have scars for the rest of her life. She is only 19 years old. How should she face her face in the future!"

The old lady Ji stopped in her tracks and frowned slightly, "That really makes people feel distressed. Wenwen is often praised for her good looks. She must be very sad these days. Please comfort her."

Although she didn't explicitly accuse Xia Yanxi, her attitude has already made it clear that she attaches great importance to Ji Fuwen.

Gao Feishan was encouraged by this, "Grandma! Of course, I can't use the same means to retaliate, but my brothers and sisters have to apologize to me!"

Otherwise, she can't swallow this breath!

After all, under the nose of old lady Ji, she didn't dare to make a move on Xia Yanxi in the open.

But no matter what, Xia Yanxi must be given a warning first, lest she keep being arrogant!
Xia Yanxi rolled her eyes inwardly.

Although Ji Fuwen will have scars on her face, the wounds are neither deep nor long.

After the little wound has healed, others will not be able to see it unless they look carefully.

However, Gao Feishan has always been dissatisfied with her and bullied her daughter, so of course she wants to take advantage of this matter to vent her anger!

The old lady Ji looked at Xia Yanxi in embarrassment just now, when the nanny, Aunt Song, heard a voice from behind: "Old lady, a friend of yours called."

"I see." Mrs. Ji replied, and ordered them again, "I'll answer the phone, you wait for me here."