Wealthy Families: There Is a Mysterious Wife

Ji Rufeng frowned slightly, with a smile that wasn't a smile, the piercing coldness in his eyes continued to increase, the strength in his hand was deliberately loosened, and Shui Qingmo, whose face was already flushed, sucked in the fresh air greedily, but he hadn't sucked in yet. After three mouthfuls, the strength increased severely again.

Zhang Cheng was trembling.

Shui Qingmo's beautiful eyes widened once again, and the tears in her eyes flowed wantonly like a flood that broke the embankment. Just when she thought that she was bound to die, a melodious voice like the sounds of nature came like the gurgling water of a mountain stream: "Feng, let's go in, don't keep everyone waiting."

"it is good!"

Seeing Shui Lingyou walking towards him, Ji Rufeng smiled softly, and at the same time that his sweet voice broke his lips, he completely let go of Shui Qingmo's neck, and took out the silk flowers on his chest to wipe his five in disgust one by one. finger.

In the next second, as if nothing had happened, he stretched out his arms and embraced her affectionately, put his left hand in his trouser pocket, and immediately followed with royal footsteps.

"Tired?"

"Not tired."

"You only ate a few bites for breakfast, do you want me to ask Gao Qi to buy you something to eat?"

"After a few hours, it's lunch time, and I want to eat French food."

"Okay, we'll go in a while."

"I know you are the best, but wait a minute, don't get angry casually."

"It's up to you."

……

Along with the sound of footsteps, there was also the sound of two people talking.

The collapsed Shui Qingmo sat on the cold tiled floor, gasping for air, his tear-filled eyes filled with unstoppable hatred, his body trembling constantly, and his hands clenched tightly in anger.

"Qingmo, I advise you not to have any thoughts of revenge. The Ji family is not something you can afford." Zhang Cheng said this because no matter what, she is the mother of her two children. As a father, He really wants the children to have a complete family all the time.

In this life, he will never be able to achieve a perfect family atmosphere like 'father loves mother, mother loves father', but he is willing to put up with words so that the children will not lose their mother.

Shui Qingmo raised her head and looked angrily at the man who spoke without back pain, and said coldly, "Zhang Cheng, I want to divorce you! Please remember, I, Shui Qingmo, didn't want you first."

"Shui Qingmo, you..."

In the past, the idea of ​​divorce was always in his heart, but he really felt bad about being divorced.

"Don't worry! I, Shui Qingmo, will leave the house without taking a dime from your Zhang family, but Xiaoyu and Xiaoxue must stay at the Zhang family. I forgot to tell you, I have been pregnant for two and a half months, but the child's father It's not you." When he said this, Shui Qingmo suddenly smiled happily, like a bird about to fly out of the cage.

"You, what did you say?"

In an instant, Zhang Cheng seemed to be stunned by a thunderbolt falling from the sky.

"I'm sorry, I've wanted to tell you a long time ago. Once you were on a business trip, I couldn't bear the silence and ran back to have a private meeting with my old classmate. We haven't seen each other for eight or nine years. When we met, there was a thunderstorm. He The technology in bed is much better than yours, and the most important thing is that he is still unmarried."

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng smiled.

The laughter was full of irony like a sharp sword.

A few seconds later, the smile disappeared from his face, his eyes were cold, and his voice was so cold that there was no warmth: "You go! Put the divorce agreement in my study after dawn tomorrow, see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Shui Qingmo stood up from the ground, curling the corners of her lips in relief.

As the voice fell, he walked backwards, and finally gave Zhang Cheng an affectionate look, and the tears that were trying to hold in his eyes fell down the moment he turned around resolutely.

Ever since she knew that Ji Rufeng knew that she and Shui Lingyou had no blood relationship, she expected that today would happen.

So, she decided to leave.

Maybe, it can't change Ji Rufeng's decision, but at least it can save the Zhang family from a lot of harm.

But, what should the Chen family do?

She really doesn't know.

Because, no matter what she did, she couldn't help her father, who was related to her by blood, out of the predicament.

Unless both she and mom are dead.

Otherwise, it is the fish on the chopping board, which can only be slaughtered by Ji's family.

When Shui Qingmo turned around, Zhang Cheng also turned around. There was no hesitation or reluctance in his eyes, and the meteor-like strides followed the friction between the shoes and the ground, making the sharp footsteps of swinging a sword and cutting love.

Until both of them disappeared in the corridor, neither of them looked back at each other.

……

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Zhang of our Chairman Zhang? Are you done with your private affairs?"

Zhang Cheng pushed open the door of the meeting room before he could step in, Ji Rufeng, who was lazily sitting on the chairman's seat like an old man, tapped on the table with his right hand comfortably, and joked with a smile.

The corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched uncontrollably, his face was as embarrassing as he wanted, but he dared not speak out, so he could only swallow his anger and say, "Sorry, Young Master Ji, I made you laugh."

"A new product these days, men are afraid of their wives, and this young master is no exception, so there is nothing to laugh at." Ji Rufeng smiled brightly, picked up the pen lying on the side with his fingers tapping on the table, and said, "Sit! "

Zhang Cheng respectfully said: "Xie Ji Shao!"

To be honest, although he and Ji Rufeng are almost the same age, he can't see through Ji Rufeng's unrestrained and unrestrained behavior, sometimes rebellious, sometimes gentle and refined, sometimes pleasant and caring, sometimes understanding... …

If Ji Rufeng is described as a weapon, Zhang Cheng thinks that he is like a soft sword used by an expert in the world, soft is soft, but it can kill the opponent with one move.

Zhang Cheng just took his seat here, and before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Ji Rufeng use a very lazy tone: "Chairman Zhang, please continue!"

"what!"

Zhang Cheng's father was afraid that his son's late arrival would displease Ji Rufeng, so his whole heart was in his throat. Seeing that his son sat down safely, he was very surprised that his name was called before he could recover.

Ji Rufeng curled his lips into a smile: "I'm not a beast, and I'm not a devil. Chairman Zhang, you don't need to be too nervous, just say it like you were just now!"

Zhang Cheng was already sweating nervously. He swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and wiped his sweat with his hands. He lacked confidence: "Not nervous, not nervous, I am not nervous."

In normal times, the meeting room would have been bursting with laughter, but at this moment, none of the shareholders was in the mood to laugh.

All they could think about was what would Ji Rufeng, who decided the life and death of the company, say after Zhang Cheng's father finished his 15-minute work report.

Ji Rufeng adjusted a comfortable sitting position, and said 'kindly': "Then please continue!"

Zhang Cheng's father wiped his sweat with his hands, cleared his throat, and then began to speak.

15 minutes, whether it is long or short.

Zhang Cheng wasted a minute and a half when he walked in, and these 15 minutes were naturally delayed.

Finally, in a cold sweat, Zhang Cheng's father survived the longest 15 minutes of his life.

The silent Shui Lingyou sat beside Ji Rufeng gracefully, with an elegant and soft smile always on the corner of his lips, and his eyes, which were as clear as springs and as bright as stars, were deep and quiet, blinking like dancing.

Ji Rufeng sat up straight, and smiled softly: "Yu, do you have anything to say?"