Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital

The scenery in the bedroom is in sharp contrast to the quietness of the living room outside.

There was a lot of movement in the room inside, there were men's continuous low growls, women's crying begging for mercy, and continuous ambiguous hums.

Rao Bai Hu, a straight man, felt uncomfortable when he heard it. On the other hand, the two people who were serious about playing chess were as calm as deaf, unaffected by the inner influence. They were just playing chess seriously, and they were really playing chess instead of pretending. play chess.

Bai Hu didn't know whether it was because the two of them watched too many movies or their knowledge was too deep and his knowledge was too shallow.

Before I knew it, it was already 4 o'clock in the morning, and it had been going on for more than an hour without stopping.

A thought-provoking light flashed in Lan Yunchen's eyes, and he asked a casual question while playing chess, "Mr. Ji probably doesn't mind that the Ji family dies."

Hearing this, Ji Hancheng didn't stop playing chess, and seemed to just reply casually, "Ji's family already has descendants, Mr. Lan doesn't have to worry about it."

Lan Yunchen twitched, and laughed, "President Ji really knows how to sum it up."

Ji Hancheng replied naturally: "There is no way, the blood in the bones belongs to the Ji family, even if I don't sum it up, it's mine."

"Well, this logic is okay, so is Mr. Ji still satisfied with the performance?"

Ji Hancheng smiled back, "As long as Mr. Lan is satisfied."

"Well, the bad quality is a little bit bad, at least you can listen to it, but it may not be available starting tomorrow. You have to be mentally prepared for this season."

Ji Hancheng continued cheekily, "It doesn't matter, at worst, I will work harder in the future."

Lan Yunchen: "......." He never thought that Ji Hancheng's face could be so thick.

Considering that he had to send his father to the airport at 6:[-], Lan Yunchen chose to make a quick decision. The chess game was still undecided. His eyes were a little cold, and he said softly, "I don't have anything else to do. My hobby is that I like black surveillance in the middle of the night, unfortunately a few days ago a villa area called Yuyuan was blacked out, and there was a scene that I didn’t like very much.”

Ji Hancheng hooked the corners of his lips, but did not answer, Yuyuan was bought by his grandfather as a wedding room for him and Yaoyao, and there were memories he wanted to erase.

Then Lan Yunchen said: "What I don't like the most is men bullying women. Just a few days ago, there was a picture of a man pinching a woman's neck with his right hand and threatening in my dark surveillance. Mr. Ji Do you think this is a bastard, should you be punished?"

Obviously, these words also brought back bad memories for Ji Hancheng, so he should be punished.

He also recalled which time Lan Yunchen said, it was the night when Xu Man sent him the photo of Yaoyao and Su Yu eating hot pot together, he misunderstood that Yaoyao and Su Yu were two people, in fact, that At that time, he was jealous, but he didn't know it.

I sighed silently in my heart, and said without hesitation: "It is true that I should be punished. My thoughts are the same as Mr. Lan's. So what kind of punishment does Mr. Lan think is more appropriate?"

Lan Yunchen stopped playing chess, turned a deaf ear to the ambiguous sounds in the room, raised his eyes to look at Ji Hancheng's firm eyes, and said without the slightest bit of softness: "It's possible to get some blood, otherwise how can I have a long memory."

Ji Hancheng nodded in agreement, and then naturally stretched out his hand to Baihu and said, "Brother, borrow a knife and make it sharper."

Bai Hu was shocked when he heard the words, is he planning to harm himself? Will he be angry if the young lady finds out? Ever since Tang Junyao saved Bai Hu from being punished, Bai Hu always thinks about it before doing anything.

Lan Yunchen didn't seem to hear it, and didn't stop it, which made Bai Hu seem to have done it by default.

Bai Hu turned around and took a sharp fruit knife from the coffee table. The bright light shone on the blade, reflecting a glare of light.

Ji Hancheng took the knife naturally, and touched the sharp blade slowly, "It's not bad, it's quite new."

In the next second, he took the handle of the knife and quickly stabbed his right palm hard. In an instant, the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard were stained with bright red blood.

Ji Hancheng didn't even wrinkle his brows, he pressed his tongue against his cheeks, and let out a foul breath, "Mr. Lan is satisfied."

His calmness, his ruthlessness, and his willingness are all good in Lan Yunchen's opinion, "It's not bad, I don't need you for the bodyguard, it's my people who are useless."

What this said was not to settle accounts with him, but in fact, it was a special call. You hurt my person. In Ji Hancheng's view, it is undoubtedly to settle accounts. His hand speed is extremely fast. On the side of the body, blood from the palm of the hand dripped down the smooth tiles along the fingertips, shining brightly.

Bai Hu's heart trembled while watching, he was really a ruthless character, he was so ruthless to himself, if the young master asked him to point a gun to his forehead at night, would he do it for the sake of the young lady?

Ji Hancheng frowned lightly, twisted his neck, as if trying to adjust his emotions, "Mr. Lan, our account is settled."

Lan Yunchen was not moved at all, and casually glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was already 5 o'clock, "Today's chess game has not yet been decided, and I have a chance to discuss with President Ji again. If President Ji's wall-climbing skills can It’s the same as playing chess, I’m afraid the ending will be different.”

This was the first time that Ji Hancheng was so powerless, he couldn't make a move even if he wanted to kill the opponent, and he had to hold back forcibly after suffering a loss, because he knew that the person in front of him was venting his anger on Yaoyao.

However, it is a fact that he hurt Yaoyao, there is no chance to refute this point, not even the confidence to be tough.

After Lan Yunchen left, Ji Hancheng didn't stay in this disgusting place, the ups and downs of shouts in the room continued, he didn't want to hear it for a moment.

He took off his coat, neatly wrapped his bleeding palms, and strode towards the door without even helping to close the door.

Sitting in the car, enduring the pain, he called Yan Zhun with his left hand, "Come to Fenghuatai."

Yan Zhun is Lu Jinnan's friend, but his relationship with Ji Hancheng is not bad. It's just that Yan Zhun has a weird personality and doesn't like to get together. In the laboratory, concentrate on your medical career.

The number of times they usually meet is only a handful.

Yan Zhun picked up the phone drowsily, and said vaguely, "The way is immoral, it's midnight."

Ji Hancheng didn't want to talk nonsense, "Hurry up, the price is high."

Yan Zhun has already recognized Ji Hancheng's voice, not because of his high price, and he is not short of money, just because he is Ji Ye, "Wait."

Ji Hancheng turned the steering wheel with one hand in his left hand, and the black suit wrapped in his right hand was soaked in blood. The original black suit turned black and red at this moment, and a bloody smell permeated the confined space.

He wanted to smoke, but he only had one hand.

Soon the car arrived at Fenghua Terrace, the private villa he hadn't lived in for a long time.

Yan Zhun's speed was also very fast. He knew that this master would not call him unless it was a special situation. It would be no good to call him in the early morning. He must have encountered some trouble.

Yan Zhun pushed open the door and went in, with black glasses on the bridge of his nose, the thick lenses covered the color of his eyes, he frowned at the pungent smell of blood, hurt badly.

This was his first thought.

And I wondered in my heart, who is so bold to hurt this master.

Approaching with curiosity, his eyes were not distressed but joking, "Have you encountered a problem?"

Ji Hancheng knew it when Yan Zhun entered the door, but he didn't look back, drops of blood dripped on the ground like blood beads.