Wealthy Families: There Is a Mysterious Wife

"My lord, the wife of the president is ready."

Shui Lingyou smiled like a flower, and gracefully passed her hand to Ji Rufeng's. After getting out of the car, the young couple picked up their skirts and ran wildly, and slipped into the back door.

A few minutes later, two cheerful footsteps and a series of silver bell-like laughter came from the fire escape.

Shui Lingyou couldn't move anymore, so Ji Rufeng came to carry her.

Ji Rufeng couldn't move anymore, so the two of them just sat on the steps for a while, or looked through the window to see those friends from the media who blocked the gate so that nothing could get through.

There are at least dozens of media guarding the front door. Since the last time Huali announced to the world that Ji Rufeng is famous, he has no intention of exposing his beloved woman to everyone's sight.

One is that she wants her to live a peaceful life with a gentle temperament.

The second is that she is different from other girls.

The third is for safety reasons.

Even though she has extraordinary hands, even though he can send many bodyguards to her, it is inevitable that some malicious people will be driven by profit and put themselves in danger.

After all, he has a busy career to do, so it is impossible to tie her to his belt 24 hours a day, and a low-key life can make her, who likes peace, live a comfortable and unrestrained life.

"Ha ha!"

"Giggle!"

After the two entered the office, you looked at me and I looked at you, panting for breath, and laughing heartily at the same time.

Ji Rufeng dotingly helped her pin the broken hair that had fallen from her temples, and wiped away the slightest traces of sweat from her hair with his warm fingertips, and gently lifted her thin lips: "Aren't you tired after climbing the stairs for so long?"

Shui Lingyou shook her head, took out a tissue from her small bag, and gently wiped his sweaty forehead and temples.

"Thank you, wife." While speaking, Ji Rufeng took the tissue paper and wiped it himself, his handsome face was full of happiness.

Shui Lingyou hooked her lips gently, her clear eyes shone with gratifying light, and a pair of jade hands adjusted Ji Rufeng's collar and tie.

After tidying up, he took a few steps back playfully, nodding his head with extreme satisfaction as if admiring a superb work of art.

"Mrs. Ji, isn't Mr. Ji handsome?"

"It's not very handsome, but very handsome! Xiaoxuan said that you are the dream lover of all unmarried women in the whole group from the head office to the subsidiaries, and Qianqian said that you are the most wanted to marry in the hearts of wealthy ladies in European and American business circles." Man, I don't think it's enough."

"Where is not enough?"

Ji Rufeng put his left hand into his trouser pocket, with a bright smile on his lips.

"You are the natural enemy of women. I am afraid there are not many women in this world with the charm of Ji Rufeng!" Shui Lingyou actually sometimes thinks, what kind of virtue and ability did he have six years ago to be able to be so outstanding? The man will stay by his side until death.

"Fool! There are so many good-looking men in the world. A considerable number of women admire me not because of my handsome face, but because of Ji Shao's dazzling aura."

"Of course I know it's because of your identity, status and worth. But don't you think God is very unfair? He gave you almost all the best things in this world."

"Mrs. Ji, don't you think it's more appropriate to give this to yourself?"

"Does it fit?"

"Of course!"

"Mr. Ji, why do I feel that the two of us are suspected of selling melons and boasting?"

"Of course you must boast and must boast!"

At this moment, the phone in Ji Rufeng's pocket rang, and he said softly, "You, take a break first, I'll answer the phone first."

Shui Lingyou responded lightly, and then sat on the sofa.

Ji Rufeng went to the window to answer the phone.

"Qin Peng!"

"it is good!"

After two simple and clear sentences, the phone hung up, Ji Rufeng went straight to the desk, dialed the internal line, and said, "Let all the directors come up!"

After cutting off the phone, he walked to the window again, with his left hand in his trouser pocket, and lowered his eyes quietly to the watertight gate.

I saw black Rolls-Royces parked at the door one after another. Immediately afterwards, the directors, managers, and executives who were in charge of facing the media got out of the car one by one.

Suddenly, people at the gate were excited and chaotic.

Bodyguards and security guards stood in a row, opening a path between the media and reporters, and the executives walked into the group building calmly as if they were going to work on weekdays.

The door was knocked.

Ji Rufeng didn't even turn his head, and there was no emotion in his voice: "Come in!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, Shui Lingyou saw Ji Chengwei walking in with a majestic face, got up quickly, and said respectfully: "Dad, you are here."

Ji Chengwei's eyes signaled Shui Lingyou to sit down, then walked to Ji Rufeng's side, looked down at the magnificent downstairs: "Rufeng, in fact, if you don't want to be interviewed, you can ask the public relations department to dismiss them."

Ji Rufeng didn't even bother to blink his eyelids: "They can come if they want! Don't say that I, Ji Rufeng's new official, is so unreasonable."

"Since they're here, they won't leave easily without seeing you."

"I will ask the public relations department to issue an announcement later. All media will treat it fairly. I want them to know, so I will let them know. As for those who don't want them to know, even if they take root in the building, they don't want to know a single bit. Percent."

"I want to know, do you treat the media like this when you are abroad?"

"Your son, I have no gossip, no violation of laws and regulations, and no public officials, so I don't have the leisure and elegance to satisfy their leisure time."

"Okay! I will notify the public relations department and try to avoid a situation like today's in the future."

"It's not about doing your best, but doing your best!"

Ji Chengwei shook his head helplessly, turned around and left the office.

A few minutes later, Qin Peng walked in.

The briefing session will begin in 15 minutes.

Ji Rufeng stood in front of the window, with his left hand in his trouser pocket, his handsome cheeks no longer had the childishness and tenderness of being with Shui Lingyou, but were replaced by calmness and sternness, and the eyes of black gemstones were deep and cold, like a hero on the plateau. The eagle is as sharp as a blade.

Once, Qin Peng thought that with the return of Shui Lingyou, that cold-faced young master Ji who made people talk about it become frightening, would disappear completely.

Now it seems that Ji Shao, who is gentle and considerate, who can cry and laugh, is cute like a child, and asks for rewards, really only exists for Shui Lingyou.

"Ji Shao, time..."

Qin Peng glanced at the wall clock, and just as he moved his lips, Ji Rufeng, who was about to turn into a statue, suddenly said, "Qin Peng, wait a minute." Then, he turned around and walked towards the sofa.

Pressing Shui Lingyou who just got up on the sofa again, then he bent his knees and squatted down, raised his head and opened his thin lips softly: "Yu, I'm going to a meeting, Lin Qian and Misu will come to accompany you later, let's start!" Let's have lunch together after the meeting."