Chapter 125
Wu Zhixing looked at Xi Jing, if he just thought she was different before, now he felt that she was two completely different people.

Her weakness is her shortcoming, but it is also a good umbrella.

There was a sneer on the corner of her mouth, as if she already knew what the result would be.

Zhao Yuan and Zhang Jianping quarreled, and Zhang Jianping slapped him, cursing: "If you, a prodigal bitch, didn't mess around, would the company be investigated? What did you not do when you married me for money? Now Wouldn't you be happy to make you do little things?"

What is the relationship between husband and wife, what is the reason for being together, and what is the reason for conflicts.

There was no one else in the ward. Zhao Yuan gritted her teeth tightly, and could almost hear the sound of teeth rubbing. The veins on her neck protruded with anger. She knelt down slowly, looking full of anger.

"It seems that you are not happy." Xi Jing said with a smile.

"You!" Zhao Yuan glared at her, forced herself to relax the anger on her face, and said with reluctance, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me."

Xi Jing yawned.

"Let's talk after kneeling for an hour." Xi Jing looked at Zhang Jianping with a smile and said, "Uncle, in terms of age, how much older are you than my father, is it okay for me to call you that?"

"Yes, yes." Zhang Jianping laughed, but he was also gnashing his teeth in his heart.

Xi Jing continued to smile and said, "Uncle, if you have something to do, go and do it. Auntie's knee hurts a little here, so we won't do anything to her."

"Okay, okay, I still have a meeting, so I'm leaving first." Before leaving, she gave Zhao Yuan a hard look.

Xi Jing didn't hit Zhao Yuan or anything, just let her kneel there.

Xi Jing looked at Wu Zhixing and said: "Power and money seem to be very powerful, but they are all pawns that can be used in front of wisdom. People, no matter how many adjective prefixes are added, the essence is the same, but A stinkin' bag."

He didn't understand why she said that.

Xi Jing has been wondering since meeting the main god, what kind of person the main god said would have a great influence on the future of the main god's space.

He blinked suspiciously, the small mole on the single eyelid set off his eyes with a very unique charm.

"I'm very curious about what your soul looks like." I'm really curious. Is it possible that you are also mentally retarded with the mentality of a holy father like in the plane?
Logically speaking, a big man who can make the main god care about must be very powerful in theory, right?
"?" Wu Zhixing looked at her suspiciously, never leaving his eyes.

A teenager can't hide his thoughts about love, his eyes will be more honest than his heart.

Xi Jing couldn't stand such disgusting eyes, so she quickly turned her head away from him.

The wind outside blows gently into the ward, and fine dust can be seen in the sunlight.

The original owner's health is getting worse and worse, and Xi Jing even suspects that there is only one or two years of life left. As for the plane task, I didn't plan to do it at first. Something happened.

If possible, she wanted to make Wu Zhixing miserable.

Zhao Yuan, who had been kneeling for an hour, slowly stood up, her feet numb for a while before she could move.

"Are you satisfied?" Zhao Yuan said through gritted teeth.

"It's okay, let's see how you perform in the future." Xi Jing smiled back.

(End of this chapter)

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