Wealthy Families: There Is a Mysterious Wife

On a big willow tree in front of the window of the infirmary, Yan Xiye was sitting comfortably, with one leg resting on a branch and the other hanging down naturally, swinging leisurely on a swing.

Under the tree, Ouyang Chenxi stood leaning against the tree trunk, with his arms folded around his chest, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his eyes closed comfortably.

"Tsk tsk! It's really sad. Old friend, how do you say something?" Yan Xiye smiled wickedly, with a tone of gloating: "It's still forgiven for heaven's evil, but for self-inflicted evil, you can't live! It's good now, fall In the hands of my own brother!"

Ouyang Chenxi, who closed his eyes and took a nap, was silent for a long time before he let out a painless "Ha ha!".

This "hehe" was equivalent to pouring cold water on Yan Xi Yeshengsheng who was on the top of his head, and he choked back his words, extremely dissatisfied and protested: "Hey, what do you mean?"

Ouyang Chenxi lazily opened his eyes, twitched the corner of his right lip, and said unhurriedly: "My voice means that the Lord has come, and we two loyal knights can step down!"

"That's right, that's right! Some shameful things are the president's eyes." As he said that, Yan Xiye closed his eyes charmingly, and stood beside Ouyang Chenxi in an instant: "Old friend, I'll go first One step, and the rest of the matter will be left to you."

"Where are you going?"

"Wandering around the world!"' A gust of wind drifted by, and Yan Xiye suddenly disappeared, but in less than a second, he came back with a whiz, and said with a playful smile: "The little girl assigned me a task. I'll find myself a girlfriend, and I'll go right away!"

Whoosh disappeared again.

Ouyang Chenxi lowered his arms and stuffed them into his trouser pockets, curled his lips and smiled leisurely: "If you have anything else to say, just finish it all at once, and you will be ridiculed by the little girl if you are so naughty!"

Sure enough, with a whoosh, Yan Xiye stood in front of Ouyang Chenxi again, jokingly said: "You, the master of the third world, are not young anymore, it's time to find yourself a wife, don't be like me , Let the little girl speak in person."

"Let's go!"

At the same time as the angry words fell, Ouyang Chenxi raised his hand, and directly gave Yan Xiye a 'help'.

"Ouyang Chen wishes you...haha..."

In the blink of an eye, Yan Xiye's bold smile was already at the far end of the sky.

"It's time for me to leave, but why do I always feel that something is missing?" Suddenly, Ouyang Chenxi's eyes lit up, the corners of his lips curled up badly, and he teleported to stand directly beside Ji Pengfei.

The director left the infirmary first.

After Ji Pengfei took the last dose of medicine, he started to leave, but just when he was about to turn the doorknob, the door suddenly opened, and it slapped Ji Pengfei's rather handsome face without any politeness. No need to think about it, Ji Pengfei's nose, which was not seriously injured, would be in such a miserable state at this moment.

However, Ouyang Chenxi, who was done making trouble, did not stay to appreciate his masterpiece, but heard the painful wolf howling and ghost roaring from a distance...

Ji Rufeng put his left hand in his trouser pocket, and held the book "Arabian Nights" in his right hand. He walked on the playground in a leisurely manner, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, a pair of black gemstones full of affection and tenderness. His eyes were fixed on Shui Lingyou running barefoot on the lawn for half a moment.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang.

He continued to walk, took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, swiped his slender fingers, and parted his thin lips: "Speak!"

About half a minute later, he hooked his lips, and his voice was obviously much colder: "I see! You have worked hard!"

After hanging up the phone, he still walked at the original rhythm with his mentality unchanged.

The difference from before was that he unbuttoned his suit, took it off swiftly, threw it away handsomely, and walked straight into the lawn.

Shui Zhaohuan took the suit and stood there with a smile on her face.

"I know you!"

After about half an hour, Shui Lingyou, who was immersed in self-entertainment, realized that there was a man not far away who was looking at him motionlessly.

This man is none other than Ji Rufeng, handsome and handsome, with a gentle but not flattering gentleman's smile on his lips.

Seeing Shui Lingyou looking at him, without changing his face or flustered, he nodded and smiled.

The next Shui Lingyou's actions were playful and cute. She picked up the hem of her skirt and trotted in front of him, and the words she said with her cherry lips moving leisurely were the phrase 'I know you! '

After confirming that Lingyou really lost his memory, Ji Rufeng felt sore and astringent in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He pursed his lips and smiled, and replied softly, "I know you too!"

Shui Lingyou blinked her eyes that were as clear as a spring without any impurities, tilted her head slightly, and asked very cutely: "Are we friends?"

Ji Rufeng smiled without saying a word, and shook his head slightly.

Shui Lingyou rolled her eyes cleverly, and said with a smile, "Are we a couple?"

Ji Rufeng smiled lightly, leaned over slightly, and said in a soft and childish voice, "That's right, but it's not very accurate!"

"Could it be that we are lovers?" The moment her eyes lowered, Shui Lingyou saw the "Arabian Nights" in Ji Rufeng's hand, her eyes lit up, and she smiled brightly: "You are my husband! Ji Rufeng Mr. Wind."

"Cough cough! Mrs. Ji, I still like you to call me Mr. Ji." Ji Rufeng pretended to cough, his piercing eyes were full of playfulness, doting and love.

"Is there any difference?" Saying that, Shui Lingyou snatched the book from Ji Rufeng's hand, went to the place where the bag was kept, and took out a cat sticker.

Ji Rufeng walked behind her with his hands behind his back, and said solemnly: "Of course! Mr. Ji sounds full of tenderness and affection, but Mr. Ji Rufeng is a little bit more mature."

"Is that really the case?" Shui Lingyou turned her head and raised her head slightly, looking ignorant and ignorant.

Ji Rufeng couldn't help but chuckle, leaning over, he pampered her delicate little nose, and revealed the answer: "Of course it must not be! If the person who yells isn't you, even if you yell A flower is just a name!"

"Are you making fun of me?" Shui Ling stared at Ji Rufeng with eyes as bright as a star, her delicate and cute appearance was very lovely.

"Dear Mrs. Ji, even if you borrow Mr. Ji's courage, Mr. Ji will never dare to make fun of Mrs. Ji!" Ji Rufeng almost typed out his determination.

Shui Lingyou stared at Ji Rufeng steadfastly without saying a word, with a half smile but not a smile, as if he didn't want to see through his heart to find some clues.

However, after watching for a long time, all she saw in his eyes was her own shadow, like a mirror, which reflected her appearance so beautifully.

Finally, without holding back, he laughed "giggle": "Mr. Ji, you didn't lie! Pass the test."

Ji Rufeng loves her mischievous and innocent appearance so much, but she pretends to be serious and serious: "Dear Mrs. Ji, what do you mean I didn't lie, I didn't lie in the first place!"

"Okay! You didn't lie in the first place. It's because I used the wrong words?" Shui Lingyou handed the book with cat stickers to Ji Rufeng as if by magic, and his mood became slightly depressed: "I don't want to hide it from you. I can't remember much of the past! Like it..."