Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Ji Ziyang thought to himself, if he remembers correctly, he should be Xu Yiming, the assistant of the heir of the Huo family, a gentle, yet shrewd and capable man. Legend has it that he is half of the Huo family, and he has been following the young and old Huo family all the time. Handle various affairs of Huo's consortium.

Could it be that this guy is the chief culprit who made the little girl lose her mind?
Ji Ziyang looked at the yogurt on the little girl's hand, his eyes were thoughtful, the people of the Huo family...

Jiang Muyu never talked about his affairs with him, and he also never mentioned his family affairs with her. The two seemed to have the same tacit understanding from the beginning.

If you want to say it, you can say it, if you don’t want to say it, then no one will persecute anyone.

When they interact with each other, he regards her as a friend and takes care of her as a little sister, instead of looking at the background behind her.

"What are you looking at? Today seems to be Sunday, you shouldn't have to go to work, right?" Ji Ziyang said.

Jiang Muyu nodded, "Where is the reporter on holiday? If there is news, I will report it, but my current task... Anyway, I am fine today."

Her biggest task right now is to get in touch with Huo Beicheng, but she doesn't want to get in touch at all.

Especially what he did just now, he clearly hated her so much that he didn't even eat breakfast, how could she shamelessly lean in front of him.

"This is just right, I agreed to buy you ten sets of clothes yesterday, and today my brother will take you shopping." Ji Ziyang said in a very rich manner.

Jiang Muyu just said it casually yesterday, it was just a joke, and he didn't really ask him to buy clothes.

She shook her head quickly, "I'm just kidding."

Ji Ziyang's eyes widened, with an exaggerated expression of irritation, "You don't let me buy clothes, are you disliking me for being poor? Let me tell you, you can't have this kind of thinking. The great leader Chairman Mao taught us, Don’t dislike the poor and love the rich.”

Jiang Muyu burst out laughing, "When did Chairman Mao say that!"

"Told me in the dream!" Ji Ziyang looked at the girl's bright smile, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

After joking with him, Jiang Muyu's originally bad mood improved a lot.

She was upset because of Huo Beicheng's appearance, but now she is much more comfortable because of Ji Ziyang's few words.

Since she was a child, few people teased her like this.

She was in a bad mood, every time First Young Master Huo would throw food to her...

No matter when, he would never tease her like Ji Ziyang, instead he always looked disgusted.

On the contrary, when he was in a bad mood from childhood to adulthood, it was she who was trying to make him happy. She remembered that she had read a whole book of jokes for this.

I remember one time when Young Master Huo and Papa Huo had a quarrel, with a dark face, he locked himself in the room for most of the day.

She squatted at the door of his room, "Young Master Huo, are you upset? Then let me tell you a joke. You will definitely laugh when I finish telling you. I'll tell you this joke. I'll have to read it once." Laugh once."

A little girl was squatting at the door, her ears were eager to stick to the door, and her voice was crisp and tender, "Once upon a time, there was a mountain. There was an old monk and a young monk on the mountain. The young monk asked the old monk why he was the only one in the temple. A young monk, the old monk touched his head and said earnestly, because the former young monk has become an old monk."

"Hahahahaha, do you think it's interesting? Isn't it funny?"

She squatted at the door by herself and laughed loudly. When there was no movement in the room, she continued unwillingly, "You don't think this is funny, do you? Then I'll tell you another..."

Usually, if she doesn't tell three jokes, Huo Beicheng will impatiently open the door, and reprimand her with disgust, "Shut up, it's so noisy!"

In a trance, Huo Dashao's icy and cold face coincided with Ji Ziyang in front of him, and Jiang Muyu suddenly came back to his senses.

I actually thought of that guy again, and I clearly promised not to think about him.

……

After dinner, Jiang Muyu couldn't hold back Ji Ziyang in the end, and was dragged directly to the department store by him, yelling that he must buy ten sets of clothes for her.

The two randomly picked a women's clothing store and walked in.

As soon as Ji Tuhao entered the door, he waved his hand and pointed to the row of skirts in front of him. The upstart said arrogantly, "Wrap these up for me!"

Jiang Muyu: "..."

This local tyrant's posture seems to be afraid that others will not know.

This baby brought a local tyrant here, should he slaughter it hard...

She complained fiercely in her heart for ten seconds.

The waiter in the store over there was already full of joy, and hurriedly responded, "Yes, sir."

At the same time, Jiang Muyu also received the attention of everyone from all directions, including jealousy, envy, and disdain...

The corner of her mouth twitched, and she hurried forward and said, "Wait a minute, no bag, no bag, I don't buy that much, let's see for ourselves first."

"Why don't you buy it? I think these skirts will look good on you. Why don't you know how to be clever with your brain? You're a bastard if you don't take advantage of it. Isn't that what you told me before?" Ji Tuhao looked displeased. willing.

Jiang Muyu rolled his eyes at him, he was really speechless when such words came out of his mouth under such circumstances.

He remembers what she said in the game clearly, but now he is the one who is being taken advantage of, why is he so excited.

She asked silently, "Ji Ziyang, have you been in love many times?"

Looking at this local tyrant's buying, buying and buying posture, I dare to bet fifty cents that he must do this often!

After hearing her words, Ji Tuhao immediately put on an expression of how do you know, with a little pride on his face, "Didn't this young master tell you a long time ago that I lived among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf would touch my body, buy some clothes You don’t have to worry about such little things.”

Jiang Muyu: "..."

Could she pretend not to know this guy?

"Miss, what about these clothes..." the waiter asked hesitantly.

"No more."

"It's all."

Two voices sounded at the same time, Jiang Muyu felt a headache, grabbed Ji Ziyang's arm and ran outside, "I don't want those clothes anymore."

After leaving the store, she gave him a vicious look, "The clothes are for me, I have to choose them!"

The two argued for a while, and finally Ji Ziyang honestly compromised.

Jiang Muyu picked another women's clothing store with a comfortable and warm style behind her, and picked out a light yellow dress, which made her look pure and warm, gentle yet lively.

Turning around slightly in front of the mirror, she smiled with satisfaction. The collar of this skirt is not low enough to cover the marks on her body.

Well, Miss Ben is still so young and beautiful!

Ji Ziyang also stood aside, looking at Jiang Muyu who came out of the fitting room, his eyes filled with amazement, "Elm lump, it turns out that you can still see when you dress up."

"I'm so beautiful, do you want to chase me?" Jiang Muyu blinked at him and joked.

The two of them have known each other in the game for many years, and they have made such jokes countless times.