The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Lips close together.

It's more like chewing than kissing.

Fortunately, Ji Beimu quickly let go of her, got up and got out of bed.

Xia Yanxi lowered her head in embarrassment, "Thank you, Third Master, for your concern, I will pay more attention in the future."

"It's not caring." Ji Beimu sat on the sofa, looking at her with deep eyes, "I just don't like trouble, remember?"

"I remember..." Xia Yanxi touched her red and swollen lips.

Ji Beimu gave such a "painful" punishment, it's hard for her not to remember it.

But she can also understand.

"Chongxi" is her duty, once something happens to her, who else will help Ji Beimu prevent the disaster?
It's just that every time Ji Beimu got close to her, his indifferent expression was always in a daze.

She couldn't understand this question for a while, and just got out of bed, Aunt Song's voice came from outside the door: "Third Madam! The old lady heard that you fell into the water, and specially asked me to prepare ginger soup to bring you to warm your body."

Xia Yanxi turned her head to ask Ji Beimu for instructions.

The man tilted his forehead and gave him a positive look.

She went out and opened the door.

Aunt Song had an unnatural smile on her face: "Third Madam, drink the ginger soup while it's still warm."

Xia Yanxi smiled sweetly, and readily accepted: "Say thank you to grandma for me!"

But a bowl of soup has just been brought into his hand, as if being scalded, the ginger soup and the bowl are poured down together.

"Bang Dang!" With a sound, the exquisite white porcelain bowl shattered, and the ginger soup was spilled all over the floor.

Xia Yanxi seemed to be frightened, and said first: "I'm sorry, Aunt Song, it's really too hot, can you fill me another bowl?"

Although... She didn't intend to drink at all.

Aunt Song clenched her palms into fists, and her temples throbbed.

If it was a few days ago, she would still believe that Xia Yanxi was really careless.

But after seeing all the cunning of this girl, she was not innocent enough to believe that Xia Yanxi was really not sure!

"Third Madam...!" Aunt Song gritted her teeth, but remembering that this was Ji Beimu's room, she could only try her best to suppress her anger.

She also put on a embarrassed look, "Unfortunately, the old lady also ordered me to do other things."

If it wasn't for worrying about being targeted by Ji Beimu, how could the old lady Ji really kindly ask her to bring ginger soup.

Unexpectedly, this dead girl is not only ungrateful, but also wants to order her around!

Before Xia Yanxi responded, Aunt Song noticed a man in a wheelchair coming out of the bedroom.

As if thinking of something, Aunt Song's eyes lit up, and she continued to say to Xia Yanxi: "Third Master hates mess the most. Third Madam, please remember not to accidentally drop things again. And this white porcelain bowl is treasured by Third Master. for a few years."

"Since you know it's the third master's treasure, you used it without the third master's consent?" Xia Yanxi caught the loophole in her words and raised her eyebrows with a smile.

"I just saw the close relationship between the third master and the third wife, and I thought the third master would not mind." Aunt Song felt that her words had dug a hole for them, and she became proud.

Ji Beimu had already stopped beside them, glanced at Aunt Song, and said expressionlessly, "Take all the rest of this set of porcelain bowls."

Aunt Song didn't know why, but she could only follow Ji Beimu's request.

He quickly took the remaining seven porcelain bowls along with the sandalwood gift box.

Xia Yanxi just took a look at the exquisite carvings on the sandalwood gift box, and she could clearly understand how expensive the set of porcelain bowls placed in it was.

The sandalwood box has two layers, and each layer has four recesses, where the porcelain bowl fits perfectly.

It's just that one of the eight positions is now empty.

The vacant one was obviously the one broken by Xia Yanxi.

Ji Beimu's face gradually darkened.

Aunt Song felt indescribably happy.

This set of porcelain bowls was given by Mr. Ye a few years ago. Does anyone know the friendship between Mr. Ye and Mr. Ji?
Xia Yanxi just wait to be scolded!
Xia Yanxi felt annoyed.

She knew that Gao Feishan's farce tonight had nothing to do with Mrs. Ji.

In order to deliberately scare them off, that's why she...

The surrounding air was getting colder, Ji Beimu's slender fingers grabbed the purple porcelain bowl in the sandalwood box, stretched it out in front of Xia Yanxi, "Throw it away."

Xia Yanxi was startled, she didn't know, so she took another look at him.

Didn't you say...is this his treasure?

The smug expression on Aunt Song's face froze.

Third Master, this is...?
Before she could respond, Ji Beimu's eyes turned colder.

Xia Yanxi remembered that he said that he didn't like to say the words a second time, so she hurriedly took the purple porcelain bowl, and smashed it to the ground neatly!

Immediately, Ji Beimu handed the remaining seven porcelain bowls of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple to Xia Yanxi's hands one by one.

She was not sloppy either, and Aunt Song backed away in shock with her crisp movements.

"boom!"

The last bowl fell, and the last schadenfreude in Aunt Song's heart was shattered.

Ji Beimu raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Aunt Song even more sharply.

"Third...Third master! I...I shouldn't talk nonsense! I shouldn't accuse the third lady indiscriminately!"

Aunt Song was so startled by his eyes that she collapsed on the ground with a thud, her palm accidentally pressed the colorful pieces of porcelain on the ground, and screamed again in pain.

"I don't hope there will be a next time." The man's cool voice conveyed a strong warning, and his disgusted eyes made Aunt Song leave quickly with interest.

When she slumped to the ground just now, the clean clothes were immediately soaked with ginger soup, and the white clothes had a large yellow stain.

Seeing her hastily turning a bowl in front of the corridor, Xia Yanxi asked the maid at the door to come in to clean it.

Holding an empty sandalwood box in her hand, she looked at Ji Beimu with an inexplicable expression.

The man turned the wheelchair to the bathroom and stopped at the door of the bathroom.

He looked back at her, "Didn't you just say that you want to take a bath for me."

Xia Yanxi was taken aback.

She... did she say that?

But out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of two maids who were cleaning the floor, and Xia Yanxi hurriedly stepped forward obediently, "Master, I'll help you wash it right away."

The faces of the two young maids blushed, and they sped up their movements to clean up the floor, and quickly walked out to help them close the door.

Xia Yanxi had already walked behind Ji Beimu.

As soon as the maid left, the man stood up, strode into the bathroom, closed the bathroom door, and isolated Xia Yanxi from the outside.

Only then did she heave a long sigh of relief, and she kept in mind all the rescues that Ji Beimu helped her today.

-

Aunt Song scrambled back to the old lady Ji.

Seeing her terrified appearance, Mrs. Ji already guessed that something was wrong, but she could only ask patiently, "What's going on?!"

Aunt Song gasped for breath again and again before recovering from the fright when she faced Ji Beimo.

She tried her best to calm herself and described everything that happened just now.

"Bastard!" Mrs. Ji slapped the coffee table heavily with her palm, her eyes were about to burst, "The third child actually broke all the treasures that Mr. Ye sent to her so cruelly in order to protect that girl?!"

"Everything I say is true!" Aunt Song held the old lady Ji's hand, "Xia Yanxi is really not easy! You must be more careful in the future!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a maid who was called by Xia Yanxi to clean the floor just now hurried over, "Old lady! The third master asked the third wife to help him take a bath!"