The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

Ji Zhengjun found it strange that she was still sitting on the chair, because usually everyone would be asleep at this time.

"Well, I talked to Qi'an about something."

"Why did you sleep so late today?"

She had fallen asleep, but when she woke up halfway, she was thinking about the novels and comics hidden under the bed. Normally, Ji Zhengjun would have returned at this time.

Mother Ji didn't dare to watch it anymore and went to sleep. She had originally planned to watch only a little bit before going to sleep, but who knew that she would get addicted after watching it once.

Mother Ji yawned and quickly climbed onto the bed.

"I'm sleeping, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, the woman went to bed and fell asleep in seconds.

Ji Zhengjun expressed his admiration for his wife's sleep quality. The man looked at the person on the bed, smiled and shook his head, then put down his briefcase and went into the bathroom.

There was a tall figure at the door of the room. Ji Qian, wearing a blue silk pajamas, walked to his parents' door, turned and went upstairs without any pause.

Fu Wenxin was half asleep and half awake when she felt a man's body coming up from behind her and his big hands resting on her waist.

Fu Wenxin suddenly woke up and tried to struggle, but the man's voice was low and magnetic: "It's me."

"Brother?" The little girl was confused for a moment. She thought her brother was very brave and was not afraid of death.

If Mr. Ji finds out about this, he will break both of their legs.

Fu Wenxin was very afraid that their relationship would be known by Ji's father. She was afraid to see Ji's father's eyes staring at her, and she was even more afraid that he would blame her.

He called her an ungrateful person who shamelessly seduced his son.

But she really likes Ji Qian and doesn't want him to marry another woman.

"Yeah." Ji Qi'an's eyebrows were as dark as ink. He touched her head soothingly and said in a gentle voice: "Go to sleep. I will leave early tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you until you graduate from college."

Fu Wenxin turned around and snuggled into the man's arms, hugging his waist tightly, showing great dependence.

She hasn't slept with her brother for a long time.

When Fu Wenxin first came to the Ji family, she was in a bad state. She had nightmares almost every night and woke up crying.

When she first came, Ji Qianan always accompanied her to sleep. Later, when she was a little older, Ji Qianan slept in a separate room from her.

The man held the little girl in his arms, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and he hugged Fu Wenxin tightly with his arms, as if he had obtained the most precious treasure.

He will probably fall into her hands in this life.

The next day.

Ji Qian'an left Fu Wenxin's room early in the morning.

He came into the living room panting, with sweat on his forehead. Ji Zhengjun looked at Ji Qian in surprise: "When did you start exercising?"

Ji Qianan took the towel from his aunt and wiped his sweat: "I just worked out not long ago."

The father and son were having breakfast in the living room. One of them was wearing glasses and reading a newspaper on the sofa, while the other was watching the morning news.

When Fu Wenxin went downstairs, she saw Ji Qian'an feeling a little awkward because this man was in her bed last night.

Even though they didn't do anything, something had gone bad since last night.

Ji Qian'an had a frank look on his face, and he called Fu Wenxin over for breakfast as usual: "Come over and have breakfast. After breakfast, I'll take you to school."

Fu Wenxin glanced at Ji's father, her heart pounding like thunder and her ears hot and red. Fortunately, Ji's father didn't look at her.