The president relies on me to continue his marriage

In the restaurant, Xia Yanxi was cutting the steak absentmindedly.

"Did something happen to you today?" The man's concerned voice came from the front.

Xia Yanxi came back to her senses and raised her head to meet his insightful eyes.

She lowered her head guiltily, "It's nothing."

Ji Beimu didn't ask any more questions, and slowly brought a small piece of steak to her mouth, "I heard that you went to the old house."

Xia Yanxi was taken aback, looked at him, and chose to put the steak in her mouth.

While chewing the steak, her brain was racing, thinking about what words to explain.

Ji Beimu put down the knife and fork, looked at her quietly for a while, and then said, "I know you won't betray me, but as I said, I don't want you to get involved in these things."

Listening to his serious tone, Xia Yanxi also knew that she had made him angry by rushing to the old house.

She swallowed the steak and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't get involved in these things. But, I'm worried about you—"

"Your worry is needless." Ji Beimu took a few sips of red wine from his goblet, watched her speak slowly, "I know you are curious about the secrets of the Ji family, but if you meet someone because of these things, If I am in danger, I will blame myself."

After hearing the last word, Xia Yanxi felt mixed feelings.

So Ji Beimu didn't let her do these things, after all, it was to protect her.

She took the initiative to hold his hand, "I know, I won't do it in the future. By the way, this is what I found in the old house today."

Worried that the two of them would have a rift because of this, Xia Yanxi quickly showed him the photo and the phone number she wrote down.

"This is?" Ji Beimu stared at the photo in thought.

"Don't even you know who is in this photo?" Xia Yanxi blinked in surprise, and told her everything she did today, "It's strange that I also met someone in the mall. A man who looked exactly like the boy in the picture."

Ji Beimu kept staring at the two people in the photo with deep eyes, and put the photo away after a while, "I remember everything you said, and I will let people find out the reason."

Xia Yanxi nodded, looked at him and couldn't help asking curiously: "So, even you haven't been to that villa?"

If Ji Beimu had been there, it would be impossible not to notice something strange inside.

"When I was very young, my father once told me not to go into that villa no matter what." Ji Beimu cut a steak and said indifferently, "When I was young, I once wanted to sneak in out of curiosity. As a result, the housekeeper found out and told my father, so I was locked in my room and thought about it for a whole month.”

Xia Yanxi frowned, "So you haven't gone in since then?"

Ji Beimu raised his head, raised his eyebrows and said, "Since I'm curious, of course I couldn't have missed it. After my father passed away, I went in and looked at it a few times, but there was nothing special inside."

He paused, looked at the photo and the string of numbers written in the book, his eyes darkened a bit, "I have never paid attention to this address book either."

"Could it be someone else put it in later?" Xia Yanxi rubbed her chin in thought, "What was the purpose of that person doing this?"

"I will let people investigate these matters." Ji Beimu's face returned to normal, "But without my permission, you can no longer go to the old house."

The last words were in an orderly tone, and Xia Yanxi also knew that he was thinking about her safety.

Although he was still curious, he could only nod in agreement.

In the middle of the night, she was lying on the bed tossing and turning. As soon as she closed her eyes, the terrible cold feeling she experienced in that villa came out from the bottom of her heart.

"Beimu?" Xia Yanxi turned over, only to realize that Ji Beimu had left the room at some point.

She groped for the place where there was only a trace of warmth around her, and got out of bed worriedly and went to the study.

The door of the study room was ajar, and a ray of light came through the crack of the door.

he's in there?

"I've said it before, don't play such tricks of gods and ghosts again."

It was Ji Beimu's voice, and it was displeased.

Who is he on the phone with?
Xia Yanxi couldn't help but lie on the door and eavesdrop.

Thinking of all the things that happened in the past few days, she always felt uneasy.

Bang!
But before there was another sound from inside, the door was suddenly pushed open from the study.

She accidentally fell to the ground due to inertia.

"Ah—" When Xia Yanxi's head was about to hit the wall, a big hand stretched out and protected her head in time.

"Are you okay?" A magnetic voice came from above.

Xia Yanxi looked up, and saw Ji Beimu looking at her with concern.

She blinked her eyes, realizing that she had been caught eavesdropping, and felt embarrassed.

"Bei Mu, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you." Xia Yanxi stood up and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Ji Beimu rubbed the top of her head with his palm, "Be good, don't do such stupid things again."

The gentle voice made her blame herself even more.

After two years of acquaintance, she knows Ji Beimu's temper very well.

If it had been someone else eavesdropping just now, this man would definitely get angry immediately, and he might be punished so ruthlessly.

But because it was her, he made an exception.

But as an exception, he couldn't help him at all.

"Beimu, who are you talking on the phone?" Xia Yanxi couldn't help asking after being led back to the room by his hand.

Hearing his tone when he spoke on the phone just now, he was obviously very angry. Could it be that someone provoked him again?
"A person... who doesn't have a good relationship." Ji Beimu hesitated, and pushed her back on the bed, "Don't think about it, go to sleep."

Xia Yanxi pursed her lips, before she could speak, the man's thin lips pressed heavily on hers, blocking all her words.

She was gradually immersed in his tenderness...

At this time, the Ji family's old house.

Sheng Rushuang listened to the busy tone of "beep beep" that the call was hung up suddenly from the mobile phone, sneered and put the phone aside.

She crossed her arms and looked at the villa in front of her.

"I didn't expect that I would see you again in my lifetime." Ji Zhenhai walked towards her slowly, with a bit of sadness in his voice.

Sheng Rushuang didn't look back, looked at the moonlight and said with emotion: "Things are impermanent. After those people poisoned me back then, they must have never expected that someone would rescue me and secretly take me away from Beicheng."

Without that person, she would have been buried in this snake den long ago.

Ji Zhenhai walked up to her and stood still, looked her up and down, and smiled meaningfully: "After so many years, your charm still remains."

Sheng Rushuang glanced at him sideways, and said expressionlessly, "You're still the same, old pervert."

"Oh—that's all in the past. I didn't expect you to have such a good memory, and you still remember what I did to you back then." Ji Zhenhai narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Sheng Rushuang finally looked at him squarely, with ruthlessness in his eyes, "Ji Zhenhai, you took advantage of my husband's absence and wanted to take the opportunity to tarnish me. If that person wasn't there, wouldn't my innocence be ruined by you?"

"Innocent? Do you still have innocence?" Ji Zhenhai smiled even more, without showing any sign of weakness, "From the moment you married into the Ji family, you have been innocent for a long time. Poor Ji Hanyan didn't know all his life, his that The youngest son is not his own flesh and blood at all."

"Shut up!" Sheng Ru's hands hanging by his side clenched into fists, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently.

Seeing her getting angry, Ji Zhenhai was not only not afraid, but even more proud, "Are you angry? Don't worry, Ji Hanyan died long ago, and he will never know that you betrayed him."

"Who says Bei Mu isn't his biological son?" Sheng Rushuang took a deep breath and tried to keep calm, "Han Yan was so kind to me back then, how could I betray him?"

"Really?" Ji Zhenhai leaned on a cane and sat down on a stone chair beside him, watching her with a meaningful smile, "If he was really nice to you, why did he let someone poison you back then?"

"No! It's not him!" Sheng Rushuang gritted his teeth.

Ji Zhenhai touched his chin and clicked his tongue, "You still like to deceive yourself so much, you are obviously a couple without feelings, why are you still so hypocritical after he died?"

He paused, looking at her with a more menacing look, "But you are right to do so. Once it is revealed that Ji Beimu is not a descendant of the Ji family, what do you think... Beicheng will be in chaos?"

The Tangling Group has been the overlord of Beicheng for many years, and Ji Beimu is the president of the Tangling Group and the current ruler of the Ji family.

How many pairs of eyes are staring at him, trying every means to drag him off the detective.

Once any news unfavorable to him breaks out, it will bring him a big blow.

And if he is really not a descendant of the Ji family, there must be another bloodbath in the North City commercial market!