Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

He raised his chin a little, as if he was very proud of himself. Mrs. Ji stood beside him without moving, not knowing what to think.

Her expression was ugly, and Ji Hualin's move was like tearing down the steps for his wife in public.

There was an eerie silence in the main hall.

The two people who were kneeling looked at each other and did not dare to look back.

Nanny Xu clearly saw the situation of these people and secretly gestured for the two of them to go out.

Ji Hualin glanced at them casually, not wanting to look at the person in front of him.

"Lin'er are you joking?" She didn't want to believe her ears and asked again with a forced smile.

Ji Hualin was still leaning against the door and said nonchalantly, "No, I did it."

His casual words and indifference pierced Mrs. Ji's eyes, and the fire ignited directly and she waved out with her right hand.

Mrs. Ji looked at him in disbelief and asked, "Why? Do you know that your father is lying on the bed uncomfortably. What will your father do if you let her out?"

Instead of making Ji Hualin feel ashamed, these words actually made him laugh.

Thinking like this made me laugh.

Mrs. Ji became even more angry when she saw this: "You still have the nerve to smile!"

There were obvious fingerprints on half of her face, which showed that Mrs. Ji had exhausted all her strength.

But Ji Hualin just wiped it with the back of his hand, as hard as wiping off dirt on his face.

He looked at Mrs. Ji with gloomy eyes and a hint of hatred.

"You ask me why." He stepped forward, "Then let me ask you, why are you using her? Since it's all a matter of marriage, wouldn't it be enough to let me marry a wife and bear it on her behalf? Why are you angry? Woolen cloth?"

"How can this be the same? How can anyone else do what everyone has suffered? What's more, your father has raised her for many years, and now that she is seriously ill, she can't refuse."

Mrs. Ji seemed to have found a reason and felt more confident.

He met Ji Hualin's gaze and taught him his identity: "What you did today made my mother very unhappy. I was too relaxed with you in the past, so this punishment is unavoidable."

"And where has Ji Huatao gone?"

"I do not know."

Ji Hualin's emotions were too exposed just now, so Ji Hualin thought of his future retreat and restrained himself.

Seeing Mrs. Ji's angry and helpless look, she felt better.

Hearing the punishment in his ears was nothing.

Mrs. Ji looked at Ji Hualin's walking back, her heart pounding. She turned to Nanny Xu and said uneasily: "Do you think Lin'er knows about it? He has been very close to that kid recently. What if..."

Nanny Xu patted the back of her hand as a gesture of comfort: "Madam, don't worry, you have raised the young master for so many years, and he won't do anything to you even if he knew."

Nanny Xu's words echoed in Mrs. Ji's mind. She walked back and forth in the room, speaking words that others could not hear.

It seems to be comforting myself.

Aunt Xu followed her all the way here. She knew very well about Mrs. Ji's affairs. She could not persuade her as a slave.

As Mrs. Ji walked, she suddenly thought of something: "Ji Huatao also needs to be looked for. Search the places where she usually goes. Don't make too much noise."

Seeing that she still couldn't forget this incident, Nanny Xu wanted to speak again, but was knocked back by someone's glare.

I could only bite the bullet and say symbolically: "The second girl goes to very few places."

Ji Huatao was always locked in her room and had no chance to go out to play. She had very little time to go out, and no one paid attention to where she went.

But Mrs. Ji didn't listen. Now she just wanted to find someone.

The person being looked for was looking sad at the moment, and Pei Zhen sighed countless times in front of her.

When he sighed again, Ji Huatao couldn't help but ask: "Have you thought of a way?"

Pei Zhen shook his head, then looked at Ji Huatao and paused, hesitating to speak.

Ji Huatao was startled by this look. He couldn't help but tremble and rub his arms. He said in disgust, "Just say whatever comes to your mind. Don't look at me with this look."

Seeing Pei Zhen avoid looking away in embarrassment, she couldn't help but ask, "What solution have you come up with?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Tell me, don't dislike any bad ideas at this time, tell me quickly."

"Actually, Mrs. Ji wants to marry a girl. This girl must first be an unmarried girl. Otherwise, how about you get married?"

"Ouch!" The familiar pain on his arm appeared again, and Pei Zhen jumped far away, rolled up his sleeves and blew, saying aggrievedly, "I didn't even say it anymore, and besides, you said you don't mind the bad idea. "

Ji Huatao pointed at the other person and said angrily: "Do I have to get married? Was I born just to get married and achieve other people's goals?"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. In her mind, the events that caused her collapse were all caused by the marriage.

She just wanted to eat and drink enough to offend anyone.

Ji Huatao's nose became sore and his eyes blurred. Ji Huatao tried not to pout, but failed.

Pei Zhen noticed that her mood was not right and immediately became confused. He approached carefully for fear of making people angry again.

Seeing that Ji Huatao ignored him, he walked over with relief, clasped his hands and approached the other person: "I was wrong. I said the wrong thing. Why don't you pinch me again."

Tears fell into the gaps between his fingers. Pei Zhen became even more panicked. He took out his handkerchief and tried to wipe it dry, but the tears seemed to be endless, and the more he wiped, the more he shed.

Ji Huatao didn't want to pay attention when the other party apologized, but when she heard others coaxing her, she couldn't help but want to cry even more.

Now I can't stop even if I want to.

In order to distract herself, she lowered her eyes and caught a glimpse of something familiar. The handkerchief was still shaking on her face.

She sobbed and said: "You, why are you, still, still, still, keeping it?"

Pei Zhen was confused. Only when he saw her looking at his hand did he understand, and replied: "It's a pity to lose it. It just so happens that I don't have a handkerchief either. I usually just wipe my sweat when it's hot or something."

This veil has been disliked since Pei Zhen wiped his tears and nose. Ji Huatao no longer bothered with the old one after he got a new one.

Pei Zhen's usual handkerchiefs were thrown away, but he happened to keep this one.

When Ji Huatao heard him say that he was wiping his sweat, he immediately stared at him with wide eyes.

Pei Zhen saw the movements in his hands stop and said sincerely: "I haven't had time to use it yet. I will use it for you after washing it."

Ji Huatao slapped the hand in front of him: "Only a ghost can believe it."

Then he walked around him and opened the door to get some air, but unexpectedly the door opened by itself.

The two of them were immediately alert, and Pei Zhen did not forget to push the person inside when he went out to take a look.

He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing who was at the door.

He patted his chest and said, "Can you knock on the door next time?"

The visitor didn't speak, and Pei Zhen got used to the other person's appearance, so he led the person in and closed the door.

As soon as the other party came in and saw Ji Huatao's red eyes and wet tears on his face, he was a little confused. He turned to look at Pei Zhen behind him: "Did you bully her?"