For some reason, Qu Yan felt even more aggrieved when he saw Ji Zhuoran enter the door again.

Because she smelled the perfume on his body.

Jasmine perfume. Girls who use this perfume are passionate, cheerful, pure and energetic, just like Chaman.

And he smelled of Sharman, as if he had brought Sharman over.

This thought suddenly made her sick.

So her body retched very honestly. After vomiting, there was obviously no more discomfort. Thinking of trying to perfuse Ji Zhuoran, she chose to retaliate twice in the bathroom.

After she wiped her mouth out, she was able to complete the entire performance ceremony.

She said softly, "It's okay, I'm not feeling well today, I can't eat anymore, don't force me."

But he saw through her disguise, "Don't pretend, you are really ill, but you will do it hard. You are upset about Xiaman's affairs."

She turned her head and twitched the corners of her mouth.

She really forgot for a while, this man is better than a ghost!

"I will tell her not to come here again," he said, his voice seemed to be soothing.

But Qu Yan was still unhappy in his heart.

Xia Man may not come here again, but the grievances brought to her by coming here this time, just forget it.

Anyway, her happiness, anger, sorrow and joy, no one cares.

Thinking of this, Qu Yan slowly sat down on the small sofa and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, it's none of her business, I'm just not feeling well, so don't think too much about it."

Having said that, he continued to make his own clothes.

It's just that she's upset, and almost pierced her hand several times.

Ji Zhuoran looked at her wrong mouth, and knew that he couldn't convince her for a while, plus he still had important things...

Therefore, he can only say: "You have a good fetus at home, and the doctor will check it for you tomorrow. I have something to do, and I will leave first."

"It's so easy to leave." She said, her eyes falling on her little clothes, she couldn't help but lift up and take another look at his slender and straight back.

This time, when he came, he didn't want him to come. When he left, he didn't know what was going on, and didn't want him to go.

Ji Zhuoran left Ji's house, called the person he wanted to see, and then went straight to the destination.

When he got to the place and got off the car, his face was already cold.

Xiaolin stepped down from the driver's seat, his face also rare and serious.

People waiting here saw his figure and quickly got up to greet him, "Ji Shao."

He turned his head and nodded slightly at Xiaolin behind him.

Xiaolin stepped forward, and a grabbing hand immediately grabbed the man, and backhanded his upper body onto the cold table!

Ji Zhuoran looked down at the person who was pressed on the table condescendingly, and there was a bone-to-shoulder ice in his ink eyes.

He spoke with a strong voice, "Xiao Cheng, what are you playing while I am away?"

Before Ji Zhuoran left S City, Xiao Cheng took over the job of helping the Qu family through the crisis on the grounds that the merits were lost.

At that time, Ji Zhuoran was going abroad. In order to protect himself, he brought a lot of manpower. Xiao Cheng had a flexible mind but not very good health, so he stayed.

Unexpectedly, S City has left him with so many troubles.

Xiao Cheng didn't panic. He calmly said, "Ji Shao, I did this for a reason!"

"You said." Ji Zhuoran said, raising his hand and pouring himself a cup of tea.

His slender and powerful fingers gently held the teacup in a very elegant posture, but in his eyes, there was a decisive light in his eyes.

"The Qu family can't do too much work. It is easier for things to get out of our control after doing the work, so it is now half-dead, which is beneficial to us..."

"Huh?" Ji Zhuoran only used his nose to make a confused tone.

However, Xiaolin, who looked gentle and harmless, immediately understood what he meant.

He is not satisfied with this explanation.

Xiao Lin stretched out his hand and slammed Xiao Cheng's index finger of his right hand toward the back of his hand!