Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Ji Jiu, who was below, blinked: "..."

He opened his mouth slightly and seemed to be incredulous, but it turned into a flattering smile in an instant, and held Fu Liang's cheek with his right hand as if Fu Liang was holding his wrist: "Brother Liang, you are so kind to me."

"Uh..." Fu Liang turned his head impatiently to avoid his intimacy, "I just don't want to see you being too conscientious, I'm afraid you will be punished."

"Even if it's for you, I will accumulate a lot of virtue for the rest of my life, don't worry." Ji Jiu looked at him sincerely, his eyes were sore, "The reason why I didn't take the initiative to contact you when I woke up is because I really I want to get rid of the mess left by Ji Huaichen, I don't want you to clean it up for me.

I want Ji and those on the board of directors to know my methods and know that I am not a pawn at the mercy of others. When I take the position of CEO of Dagger Group, I will definitely go to you as soon as possible. "

"Hmph..." Fu Liang snorted coldly, his eyes somewhat disapproving, "Ji Jiu, if that was the case, I would have read about your feat on the Internet long ago without you having to find me immediately... "

Ji Jiu's voice was hoarse with emotion, and he couldn't help retorting: "I don't want you to think I'm useless."

Fu Liang's heart skipped a beat, he let go of his wrist softly, put his hands on Ji Jiu's face, and told him seriously: "Ji Jiu, I never thought you were useless, you are so useful, do you know?"

Just as Ji Jiu's heartfelt smile curled a little at the corners of his lips, Fu Liang's next words made him immediately press down the corners of his lips...

Fu Liang scolded honestly: "You don't consider the consequences at all when you do things, and you don't compromise the means to achieve your goals. Even if you achieve your goals, the harm caused may make you regret it forever. For example, this time, if I didn't stop you from publishing Recording, whether Xu Chang is crazy or dead, you will feel guilty and uneasy for the rest of your life, because she is really good to you, she is your real mother."

Ji Jiu's eyes were moist, his skin was very fair, and the redness on the tip of his nose, which was caused by the uncontrollable sourness, reflected off like a carrot: "Brother Liang, isn't it always been your behavior to be "reckless" and "regardless of consequences"? ? "

Fu Liang stumbled on the tip of his tongue, frowned slightly, and explained affectionately: "I didn't think about the consequences before, but it's different now, I have to think about you."

He knew that Fu Liang loved him, cared about him, and cared about him, but when Fu Liang said this, Ji Jiu was shocked into silence. He stared into Fu Liang's eyes for a long time, and the bottom of the valley, which was as dark as an abyss, was so clear that he could only his shadow.

"That's fine, I promise you, don't play that recording, then you can give me the other evidence of Ji Kuang." Ji Jiu pursed his lips movedly, and looked at him with a smile.

"Do you still want Xu Chang to play that recording?" Fu Liang's eyes widened, "The evidence is on me, and I won't give it to you. Here, besides Xu Chang, the only one you can trust is me. Let me help you with this piece of evidence."

"Okay..." Ji Jiu nodded in complete satisfaction, then raised his head to kiss his lips, and said in a seductive voice, "Brother Liang, why don't we come here once..."

This time, just as his lips touched Fu Liang's, Fu Liang turned his head to avoid him, and he also picked him up from the coffee table.

Fu Liang pushed him away mercilessly: "Stop dawdling, the memorial service is coming to an end... Your funeral, you are the protagonist, do you still want to be absent?"

Ji Jiu explained lightly: "I used a wax figure that looks similar to me to put in the coffin. After painting it with thick funeral makeup, it can almost be faked."

Fu Liang: "..."

He brushed past him and straightened his messy shirt, then walked quickly to the office door.

Fu Liang glanced at the body fragments in the ashtray on the ground out of the corner of his eyes, and planned to ask Secretary Tao to deal with them later.

Ji Jiu raised his wrist and glanced at the time. It was true that his memorial service was almost over. He watched Fu Liang leave the office, and noticed with sharp eyes that the watch on Fu Liang's left wrist was in the first world when he unscrewed the doorknob. He thought the one Song Jingyuan liked.

"Ah."

He pursed his lips and laughed contentedly.

Fu Liang returned along the original road. In the spacious hall, the memorial service had already reached the process of "family speech".

Standing behind the microphone, Xu Chang was crying and recalling Ji Jiu's life with a manuscript: "The white-haired man gave away the black-haired man, and my youngest son just disappeared. I cleaned his room two days ago and found this Recording pen, this recording pen recorded his voice during his lifetime, I want to play this recording for everyone when all relatives and friends are present..."

"The voice from before he was alive? Ji Jiu really knows how to make it up, and it's hard for her to be honest, so she only took it out to listen to it at this time...

I don't know what method Ji Jiu used to make her so obedient, maybe Ji Jiu just handed over the recorder to Xu Chang this morning? "

Just when Xu Chang was about to press the play button of the recording pen, Fu Liang stopped loudly: "Wait."

Xu Chang looked at Fu Liang who was hurriedly approaching her with red and swollen eyes. Fu Liang was wearing a black windbreaker and walked with a cool wind, successfully attracting the attention of everyone present.

As Ji Jiu's eldest brother and the eldest son of the Ji family, Ji Kuang should stand up and stop Fu Liang at this time.But... He is calm on the surface, but he is especially timid in his heart.

He poked Ji Huaizhong's elbow with his elbow, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, it's your turn to behave, stop him!"

Ji Huaizhong is single-minded and pure, and Ji Kuang is giving him a chance to show off his innocence. After all, he is also Ji Huaichen's eldest brother and a respectable elder in the Ji family.

Fu Liang stepped onto the stage quickly, and quickly snatched the recording pen from Xu Chang's hand without saying a word. Xu Chang, who was stunned, reacted instantly and shouted: "What are you doing?"

"Fu Liang! This is my little nephew's memorial service, don't bully me too much." Ji Huaizhong pointed at Fu Liang with his arms and shouted angrily.

Fu Liang ignored him, casually took the microphone from the podium in front of Xu Chang, and said lightly to Ji Huaizhong who was at the bottom, "Shut up."

Ji Huaizhong was so angry with his attitude that his arms trembled a little: "Fu Liang, you are too much! Believe it or not, I am called security right now? You are the president of a large group. If you are kicked out, don't blame me for not giving you face. "

Secretary Tao, who was sitting at the bottom, was wiping the hot sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. He was so nervous now.

"Do you dare? If you dare, please call louder." Fu Liang chuckled indifferently, taking advantage of Ji Huaizhong's unresponsive gap, he glanced at Xu Chang next to him, and his tone was much softer, "I want to know How did your son die?"

Xu Chang was stunned and choked by his words, this was just a play from beginning to end, Ji Jiu was clearly alive and well, and the two met each other in the morning.