On the day of the blind date, I was spoiled by the CEO of the flash marriage until my legs went weak

Old Man Ji looked at his grandson with a face as white as paper, and then turned his head away.

When he wanted to ask his grandson to stay, his grandson Jicheng had quietly left at some point.

There is an emerald peace card placed on the white quilt. In fact, when his grandchildren were born, he bought a peace card for each of his grandchildren. Yesterday, he just received the peace card sent to him by Ji Nanfang by express delivery. , this time, the little grandson also returned the peace card to his hand.

The old man slowly touched the peace sign in his hand with his dry fingers, and his tears fell like the heavy rain outside.

He tried to send messages to several other grandchildren that he needed to be taken care of, but no one responded.

Perhaps as the little grandson said just now, as soon as Ji Nanfang left, the Ji family was about to be disintegrated. The Ji family had no annual dividends. Who would be willing to pay attention to him, an old man like him?

Over the years, he has been domineering, autocratic, and authoritarian, thinking that everyone in the family is firmly in his hands. He is afraid of being forgotten and ignored by his family, so he adopts the stupidest method and ends up in this situation. .

Mr. Ji sent an apology message to Ji Nanfang in a trembling voice, hoping that Ji Nanfang could return to the Ji family. As long as Ji Nanfang was willing to come back, he was willing to stop interfering in the company's affairs.

The old man held the phone and waited for nearly an hour, but the result he waited for was, "Mr. Ji, I have abided by my original oath and worked as a slave for your Ji family for ten years. Now, I want to live for myself."

After receiving such information from Ji Nanfang, Old Man Ji seemed to fall into hell in an instant, and his face could no longer see a trace of the domineering and sharpness it once had.

He slowly raised his hand and covered his eyes with his old palm, tears streaming down his face.

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Ji Xuxu looked at herself in the mirror, who had been burned beyond recognition by the copper pot and boiling water. She looked like a wax statue. She had been sitting in front of the mirror since she got up in the afternoon.

But it's almost ten o'clock at night.

The doctor said that even if she went to a beauty salon, the scars on her face would never return to their previous appearance in her lifetime.

She looked at the disgustingly ugly face of herself in the mirror with dim eyes, and her long nails had already dug a bloody stain on her palm.

She was a good lady from a well-known family, why did she become like this?

If she hadn't insisted on being with that scumbag Qian Yu, she would still be the little princess loved by everyone in the Ji family, and her parents wouldn't have died in that car accident.

If she had kept herself clean, no one would have filmed a movie like that between her and Qian Yu.

Now Ji Nannan has broken away from the Ji family because of his grandfather's domineering autocracy, and his attitude towards her is even more indifferent, as if he never knew her.

Nowadays, the entire Internet is spreading rumors about her romantic affair with Qian Yu. Although most of the videos have been censored, she has become a despicable girl in everyone's eyes.

For the rest of her life, she was afraid that she would have to live like a rat in the gutter, afraid to see the light and unable to go out. Marrying into a wealthy family was impossible from the moment she was disfigured.

The Ji family is now without Ji Nanfang. She will only be a servant for Mr. Ji when she goes back. But if she doesn't return to the Ji family, Zou Wei will find her one day...

Thinking of the cruelty and ruthlessness of Zou Wei's gang, Ji Xuxu slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, the only person who can save her is her third brother Ji Nanfang.

She bit her lower lip and thought about it for a long time. Finally, she picked up her phone, found Ji Nannan's contact information from her contacts, and shamelessly called Ji Nannan.

When the call was connected, she cried pitifully like a little animal, because in her memory, the third brother was most afraid of her crying.

In the past, whenever she cried to her third brother like this on the phone, whenever he was in Yanjing, no matter how late it was, he would drive over and take her out for a ride.

However, this time, she cried into the phone for almost a minute, only to be met with a cold question: "Ji Xuxu, it was you who spread those bad rumors about my sister-in-law, wasn't it?"

Ji Xuxu was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that the third brother would know about this. She was panicked for a few seconds, and then quickly calmed down.

After taking the phone away from her mouth, she took a deep breath and said, "I don't know what you said. I never mentioned Su Li to anyone."

"Really? Ji Xuxu, wait until I collect all the evidence before looking for you, lest you say I wronged you."

When Ji Xuxu heard the cold male voice on the other end of the phone, she was so frightened that she immediately hung up the phone. She packed her luggage randomly and prepared to move to another place.

Otherwise, once Ji Nannan collects all the evidence, she will... live worse than death.

Because from the cold tone of the other party just now, she had already heard that the other party no longer had any friendship with her.

Ji Xu quickly packed up his things, checked out of the hotel at the front desk, and hurriedly walked to the opposite side of the hotel dragging his luggage.

Just as she was about to hail a taxi and go to the station, two men in black suddenly surrounded her and dragged her into a commercial vehicle.

Ji Xuxu thought the two men in black were from Ji Nanfang at first, until she was dragged into the car and saw the gray-haired man she had met that day. She was so frightened that she immediately shrank into a corner.

"I scalded it. Why is it so smelly? It's smelly and ugly. Miss Ji, did you smear feces on your face?" The gray-haired man probably didn't expect that Ji Xu Xu's face would be scalded like this. Zou Wei called someone here today. He wanted to catch Ji Xuxu and go back to vent his anger. He had been thinking about Ji Xuxu's charming appearance, so he volunteered to come.

But now looking at Ji Xuxu who was burnt beyond recognition, the gray-haired man covered his mouth and nose with a look of disgust, and casually threw a blanket for Ji Xuxu to cover his head to avoid any bad luck.

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In the past two days, Huo's house has become lively again, even more lively than during the Chinese New Year. In an old house in Nuo Da, in a few days, except for the doors and windows, all the red words "Happy" were pasted, and even the trees in the yard They are all hung with red lanterns and various small lanterns.

Su Li looked at the busy aunts and couldn't help but discuss with Mrs. Huo, "Grandma, why don't we make it simpler? In fact, the wedding is just a situation. Once the wedding is over, it will take time to pack up these things. Effortless.”

Mrs. Huo looked at the windmill that had just been erected in the yard behind her. She smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed. She stretched out her hand and gently took Su Li's hand. She said sincerely, "This is the only time in a woman's life to get married. Let's talk about your father-in-law again." My mother-in-law, uncle and aunt all said that our Huo family has not held a happy event for many years, and this time we must have a big one.

The windmill at the back was specially designed by Dong Ting. Since this windmill has been erected, it will not be dismantled. There are also other decorations that will remain in the yard once they are installed.

Our house hasn't added new colors for a long time. It's just a good time to take advantage of your wedding to add some new things to the yard.

Besides, the baby in your belly is about to be born. Which kid doesn’t like colorful things? Our house is antique and lacks childlike charm. This just makes up for it. "

Su Li looked up at the windmill in the backyard. The more she looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. She looked at it for a long time until she saw the cartoon rabbit on the windmill. Her face suddenly turned red. This was not what she had scribbled on the paper last time. How come the windmill was actually moved to my backyard? This must have been the work of my uncle.