Aren't you going to get a divorce?

Wei He stayed at home for a whole day, seeing that it was almost time, he went downstairs to find a restaurant for dinner, and went back to Ji Chengxiao's house.

When he entered, Ji Chengxiao had already returned home and was watching TV on the sofa.He didn't react to Wei He's entry, instead, his whole body was covered with the alienation of "don't fight me".

Wei He walked towards the stairs silently with light footsteps, the voice from the TV came out and floated into his ears.

To Wei He's surprise, such an ascetic person as Ji Chengxiao was watching entertainment news.

He stood at the stairs, quietly looking back.

On the huge TV screen, a delicate and beautiful human face appeared.The popular supermodel Yu Chaoru walked for a certain foreign luxury fashion week and received a lot of praise.

Wei He instantly understood that Ji Chengxiao was looking at his lover.

Can't help but feel that Ji Chengxiao is actually a good person, although he gives people a bad temper, but his affection for Yu Chaoru is so deep that Wei He envies him.

The boundary between him and Wei He is so clear, he must be afraid of Yu Chaoru's misunderstanding.

At this time, Ji Chengxiao's back was facing Wei He, so he couldn't see how stinky Ji Chengxiao's face was.

Because after learning that Ji Chengxiao and Wei He were living together, Yu Chaoru, a spoiled little model, unsurprisingly lost his temper with Ji Chengxiao.

Which one is not good at coaxing.

So Ji Chengxiao is very upset now, on the verge of breaking out.

Wei He didn't know anything about it, he was still fantasizing before going to sleep, if only one day Yan Muqiu could like him so much.

Sleeping until midnight, Wei He was suddenly awakened by a loud bang and bang from downstairs.

Probably something was knocked to the ground one after another, making dull or sharp noises, even Weihe who was on the second floor could feel the vibration.

He was taken aback, thinking that something important had happened, so he hurried out to have a look.

The lights on the first floor were turned on, allowing Weihe to clearly see the scene on the first floor even when standing in the corridor on the second floor.

There was a lot of voices downstairs, and Ji Chengxiao, who was still praised by him in the evening, was in an extremely irritable state at this time, with a ferocious face and red bloodshot eyes, looking very scary.

He was like a trapped beast with nowhere to go, lost his soul, and kept attacking the dead things around him.

The sound that Wei He heard should be made by Ji Chengxiao.

He was terrified when he saw it, his internal organs were trembling, and his face turned pale.

Ji Chengxiao's strength was enormous, even though the assistant who rushed over tried his best to control him, he still inevitably damaged some furniture and made a "bang bang" sound that could not be imitated.

While attacking, Ji Chengxiao roared like a beast. In the end, he probably thought the assistant was too in the way, so he turned around and started fighting with the assistant.

Wei He was dumbfounded.

Strictly speaking, the two are not fighting, Ji Chengxiao has been attacking, while the assistant is defending, and can even defuse Ji Chengxiao's attack skillfully.

These days, being an assistant really requires eighteen martial arts, proficient in everything.

Ji Chengxiao made such a big commotion, but only the assistant and the butler got up, and the butler stood a long way away from them to watch.The other servants didn't know whether they couldn't hear them, or they had received the order. After all, Ji Chengxiao's current appearance is not honorable at all.

Seeing that Ji Chengxiao and his assistant were exhausted after the fight, especially Ji Chengxiao, his movement speed was getting slower and slower, and his face gradually returned to normal, so he let out a sigh of relief.

Turning around and seeing Wei He was watching all the time, he walked up the stairs in two steps, and said to Wei He seriously: "Mr. Wei, please go back to the room."

"Is he all right?" Wei He couldn't help asking.

But the housekeeper obviously didn't want to answer him, he just repeated: "Please go back to your room."

Wei He rubbed his nose, "Okay, I'll go back right away."

He went back to his bedroom and lay on the bed.

Even so, Wei He didn't feel sleepy at all, and even his heart was still beating violently.

Ji Chengxiao's abnormal behavior tonight really frightened him.

Suddenly remembered, did Ji Yongfeng mention that that day, that Ji Chengxiao had a strange disease?Is this what it means?

Wei He turned over a few times, trying to calm himself down, forget it, don't think about it, look at what the butler just said, they obviously don't want him to know, and it's none of his business.

As long as he keeps his own place, he's fine.

Wei He didn't want to know the secrets of these wealthy families.

While thinking wildly, the downstairs gradually returned to calm, and Wei He fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up the next day, everything returned to normal. When he went downstairs, he saw that the entire first floor had been restored to its original state and had been cleaned. If it wasn't for the deep memory, Wei He would have thought that what he had done was just a dream.

Ji Chengxiao sat at the dining table and ate breakfast. He was dressed neatly, and he couldn't connect with the man who lost his mind last night at all.

"Mr. Wei."

Wei He was suddenly stopped by his assistant.

The assistant walked up to him, "I have something to tell you."

"Okay," Weihe said.

Assistant: "Follow me here, please."

Wei He followed him, and couldn't help but glance back. Ji Chengxiao was sitting on the dining table alone, with no one around him. He didn't look in Wei He's direction, but he could see that his handsome face was full of insecurities. Tired of living, he was not in good spirits, and kept pinching his nose bone.

His hands were covered with bandages.

Wei He actually saw a trace of fragility in this man.In a trance, he seemed to see a lion after a fierce battle, licking his wound alone, and then lying powerlessly on the empty grassland, panting slowly.

The assistant led Wei He into an empty reception room, and he cut to the chase: "I hope Mr. Wei will pretend he didn't see what happened last night."

Sure enough, it was this matter, Wei He understood what he meant, "Don't worry, I promise I won't say anything about it."

The assistant nodded. Seeing Wei He's cooperation, he stopped the rest of the draft and didn't explain further, "Mr. Wei is a sensible person."

He only told him verbally, because the assistant had a lot of ways to deal with people like Wei He, and he wasn't really worried that the other party would tell about Ji Chengxiao.

This is not a compliment that would make people happy after hearing it, Wei He just smiled dryly, which was regarded as a response.

Same as yesterday, Weihe went out to have breakfast, stayed in his rented room for a day, and then returned home.

He didn't see Ji Chengxiao after he entered the door, so he didn't know if he didn't come back when he went out, or he stayed in the room.

In the next few days, the two of them lived in peace and did not disturb each other.

Ji Chengxiao did not appear in the same situation as that day, but Wei He still knew something from the occasional words of the servant.

There is a room on the first floor, which is said to be specially designed for Ji Chengxiao’s “sickness”. There are a lot of fitness equipment, a small boxing ring, and soundproof cotton in it. It’s just that Ji Chengxiao probably didn’t enter the room in time that day. room, "illness".

This morning, Weihe went downstairs as usual.

Before he took a few steps, Ji Chengxiao called to stop him, "Stop."

Wei He turned around, "What's the matter?"

Ji Chengxiao: "Don't go out today, go back to the old house later, and discuss about getting married."

Ji Chengxiao is really a very domineering person, he never thinks about whether Wei He is free today, of course, he doesn't bother to think about it, he just lowered his head and continued to deal with the work after passing on the words.

Wei He was taken aback, he hadn't seen Ji Chengxiao mention this matter for a long time, he almost forgot, "Okay, I see."

In the afternoon of that day, the two got into the car and went to the old house, which was the place where Luo Zhirui invited Wei He to go last time.

Wei He and Ji Chengxiao sat in the back seat together. Although Wei He tried his best to move himself to the door, he could still feel the pressure from Ji Chengxiao.

In the confined space, the man didn't need to say anything, just sitting there made Weihe extremely nervous.

The atmosphere of silence has been spreading in the car, until we arrived at the old house and got out of the car, Wei He seemed to be able to breathe again.

Without saying a word, Ji Chengxiao strode towards the door.

Wei He hurriedly followed.

Today, Ji Yongfeng is not here, Luo Zhirui, the hostess, has become the one who controls the overall situation. She leads a group of planners and waits for the two to enter the door.

Ji Chengxiao was at odds with her, and had no good looks.

Although it was his own wedding, Wei He found out that there was actually nothing wrong with him.Except for someone coming to measure him, Weihe just sat on the sidelines doing nothing.

Everyone in this room was busy preparing for the wedding, but Wei He and Ji Chengxiao were the most like outsiders.

Ji Chengxiao sat not far from Wei He, looked at the crowd coldly, closed his eyes and fell asleep when he got bored.

Luo Zhirui's enthusiasm and enthusiasm for this wedding exceeded Wei He's imagination, and those who didn't know thought she was going to get married.

Wei He had nothing to do, he was so bored that he couldn't help clicking on someone's Weibo.

The blogger’s most recent update was a few days ago, a photo of a hospital in the background, revealing a man’s background and hands interlocking with someone, with the text saying: “Let’s leave the hospital, let’s go home!”

Wei He lowered his eyes, his heart throbbing.

This is Zhong Xin's Weibo.

Although the man in the photo is only from the back, how can Wei He not recognize him, this is Yan Muqiu.

The two holding hands hurt his eyes severely.

Even though he knew that Yan Muqiu didn't like him, but the other party was so unfeeling, Wei He was lying if he said he wasn't sad.

In the past few days when he disappeared, Yan Muqiu didn't even make a phone call, and didn't even ask a question.He and Yan Muqiu ended so quietly.

"Hey, why are you in a daze!"

Feeling something being thrown over, Weihe raised his head.

Ji Chengxiao was frowning at him, "Deaf?"

What was thrown over just now was a set of clothes, Wei He came back to his senses, got up quickly, and asked blankly: "Huh?"

Ji Chengxiao didn't see him for a while, and his eyes turned red, like a poor little white rabbit, and his impatient tone was a little softer: "Go and change clothes, and take pictures later."

"Take a picture?" Wei He was puzzled, why did he suddenly want to take a picture?

"Wedding photos." Ji Chengxiao said, he glanced at Wei He, who was still acting stupid, "What? You don't think I will spare time to take wedding photos, do you?"

"No, no." Wei He said hastily. In fact, he was surprised that Ji Chengxiao would agree to take a photo. In his opinion, they would not even have a photo together.

The two changed their clothes and sat on the sofa.

The photographer was originally in high spirits, but after he said a few words, Ji Chengxiao glared at him. He was so frightened that he didn't ask for anything, and hurriedly finished the filming.

With a click, the photo freezes, and there are two men sitting far apart in the frame, one with an awkward smile, and the other with a frosty face.