Affectionate beyond ninety thousand miles

Ji Yanxi didn't stay in his own hotel when he came to Shencheng this time. He originally wanted to avoid those interested people from giving him women, but he didn't expect to stay for only one night, and he still couldn't clean up. He was disturbed twice in a row, and his tone was inevitably a bit off. .

The butler was probably frightened by his impatient tone, so he bit the bullet and told the whole story quickly,

"Miss Xu ordered a supper for you and herself just now, but there was no response when we knocked on her door, and no one answered the phone. We are afraid of accidents, can I trouble you to go and have a look with us?"

The housekeeper was afraid that he would get angry, so he quickly explained, "That's right, we can't enter the guest's room without permission, but because I'm worried about Miss Xu, I want you to be a witness."

Ji Yanxi paused, and really wanted to hang up like this, but he was afraid that something might happen, so he thought for a while, "You wait for me at the gate of 1102."

"Okay, please excuse me, Mr. Ji."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Yanxi leaned against the sofa chair, and tapped the back of the chair with his bony fingers.

Xu Shihan's continuous jumping movements are too obvious, maybe he dug a hole in front of him and waited for him to jump.

Purpose?He couldn't figure it out.

However, it's not impossible to take advantage of it.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, he straightened the collar of his shirt, opened the door and walked out.

The housekeeper and the waiter pushing the meal were already standing at the door, and when they saw Ji Yanxi coming out, they immediately stood aside respectfully.

"Open the door." Ji Yanxi raised his chin.

The housekeeper immediately stepped forward and swiped the room card.

The door was pushed open, and the room was very dark. The housekeeper inserted the key card, and the room suddenly brightened.

"Miss Xu?" The butler stood at the door and called cautiously, but there was no response.

This room is the same room type as Ji Yanxi's, both are suites.

The butler didn't dare to enter the room. If Xu Shihan had just fallen asleep, he would definitely be complained for his rash intrusion.

At this moment, I can only ask Ji Yanxi to go in and take a look.

Ji Yanxi frowned and walked towards the bedroom. The housekeeper and waiter were still standing at the door, watching him from a distance.

Ji Yanxi pushed open the door, the light in the room was off, but through the weak light in the living room, he could see that there was no one on the bed, so he turned to the bathroom, and then he saw Xu Shihan lying in the bathtub, not sure if he was asleep Still in a coma.

"Xu Shihan."

Ji Yanxi stood at the door of the bathroom without going in.

"Xu Shihan." He called out again.

However, Xu Shihan did not move.

Ji Yanxi shouted to the door expressionlessly, "Call an ambulance, he's unconscious."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Shihan, who was still lying on the edge of the bathtub, moved her shoulders and woke up slowly. She looked at Ji Yanxi's back, and secretly hated this man for being too heartless, but her face still looked like she had just woken up, " Yanxi? Why are you here?"

Ji Yanxi snorted and walked out.

Then he heard the sound of water splashing behind him, and before he had time to step out of the bedroom, Xu Shihan, who was only wrapped in a bath towel, hugged him tightly from behind.

Immediately afterwards, the butler's urgent voice came from outside, "Who are you, this is a private room, you can't go in."

Ji Yanxi's brows furrowed slightly, and as soon as he took Xu Shihan's hand, he was stopped by a burst of crackling flashing lights, trying to push her away.

"Who are you?"

The butler rushed forward to stop,

Then I also saw the two people under the spotlight.

I was stunned in place for a moment.

Apart from the sound of the camera, there was no other sound in the room.

At this moment, the hotel security rushed in, and the housekeeper came to his senses. Together with the security, he hurriedly drove the group of reporters out of the room.

It was noisy last second, but at this moment the room suddenly became quiet.

Ji Yanxi pulled her hand away, didn't even bother to give her a hand, raised his foot and walked out.

"Ji Yanxi! How could you treat me like this?" Xu Shihan broke down and shouted.

Ji Yanxi stopped and turned to look at her with cold eyes.

He just looked at her quietly for a few seconds.

It's just a few seconds.

Xu Shihan felt that a century had passed.

Just when she thought he was going to reprimand him, he suddenly laughed.

"What did I do to you?"

Xu Shihan froze and didn't speak. In fact, her every move tonight was so obvious that even a blind person could see that she was trying to create a scandal.

But if it wasn't for him not giving herself any face now, she wouldn't want to make such a big fuss.

Ji Yanxi withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "If this is what you want, I will grant it to you."

"What do you mean?" Xu Shihan was surprised, "You mean you won't block these news?"

Ji Yanxi didn't speak.

Xu Shihan showed a surprised expression, "Yanxi, you still care about me, don't you? I just want to use the scandal to make a comeback, there is no other meaning."

As she said that, she was about to step forward and grab his arm, but he avoided it as if he wanted to avoid something dirty.

He smiled again inexplicably.

Ji Yanxi didn't answer her, just turned around and left back to her room.

……

Wen Nanning's eyelids kept twitching early in the morning, always feeling that something was going on.

She rubbed her eyelids and was about to go out, but just as she got into the car, she received a call from Lu Xiran.

She smiled and asked, "Xi Ran, have you set off yet?"

"Nan Ning, it's over. Painter Lin canceled this date." Lu Xiran angrily said.

Wen Nanning was stunned, "Why?"

Painter Lin is an artist that she and Lu Xiran have observed for a long time. His works are very interesting. Although they are not very popular in China, they are quite popular in foreign niche circles. Recently, they returned to China to develop, and they finally reached a cooperation intention with him.

Everything was going well, so why the sudden cancellation?
Wen Nanning asked again, "Should we cancel the date or the cooperation?"

"He probably means that our studio is not suitable for him."

"Didn't you say why?"

Lu Xiran remained silent for a reason that was difficult to explain.

Wen Nanning seemed to understand, she leaned back in the chair and sighed, "Is it because of my past?"

Lu Xiran hesitated for a while, but still said "Yes".

"I see."

Wen Nanning hung up the phone after speaking.

She raised her face and suddenly felt very powerless.

Things about my past had been circulated on the Internet, but they had already been blocked by Ji Yanxi, and Painter Lin had just returned to China, so how would he know that he had been in prison?
It was nothing more than someone with a heart told him.

Who is it?
Is it a competitor?
Or the people around you?

Ji Junli?Shen Xinrong?Xu Shihan, or... Ji Zhonghuai?

It seems like everyone has a possibility.

She rubbed her temples, opened her eyes suddenly and said, "I'm sorry, Mingxi, let's go back, I don't want to go out today."

"okay."

Ming Xi nodded and drove back to the villa.

Wen Nanning got out of the car, went to the driver's seat and knocked on the glass, Ming Xi lowered the window, "Miss Wen."

"You rest today, I won't go out."

"it is good."

Wen Nanning returned to the villa, greeted Aunt Xian, and was about to go back to the bedroom.

After passing by Ji Yanxi's study room, after thinking for a while, he pushed the door open and entered.

The study has a complete collection of books, almost occupying most of the wall of this room.She had taught herself English in prison. Seeing such a rich collection of books, she felt moved and wanted to see if there were any books in the original language.

Turns out it did.

She was delighted, picked a book, and read it while lying on the sofa.

After an unknown amount of time, the mobile phone at the other end of the sofa rang a notification tone.

She bent down to get it, and opened it. It was Zhou Sailin's message.

"Nanning, a friend is interested in your studio and wants to cooperate with you. I don't know if you are interested."

Wen Nanning replied, "Okay, does he have any works? You can send them to us first."

"You send me your email address, and I'll ask him to package it and send it to you."

Wen Nanning sent her the email.

After a while, the email notification sounded, but because it was a compressed file, the phone could not be opened.

She glanced at the computer on the desk, put down the book, got up, walked to the desk and sat down.

After turning on the computer, I found that there was no password.

Wen Nanning was surprised for a moment, and originally wanted to send a message to ask him.

The result is opened directly.

I don't know if there is no important information in the computer, or because he is so confident in the security of the villa that he doesn't even set a password.

The corners of Wen Nanning's lips curled up.

The interface opens, and there is nothing on the computer screen except a photo folder.

Very few people have such a clean computer interface.

Wen Nanning originally only wanted to open the webpage and log in to the mailbox, but she couldn't bear her curiosity, and with a sense of guilt, she opened the photo folder.

As the onion-like fingers moved on the mouse, the corners of Wen Nanning's slightly raised lips gradually straightened, and the blood on her face faded instantly.