The president relies on me to continue his marriage

The corners of Ji Beimu's cool lips were tinged with coldness, and his eyes slowly scanned the people in the hospital corridor like poisoned daggers.

The original patient was cleared by the nurse and returned to the ward, only the hospital senior who rushed over stood there wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and dared not speak easily.

The bodyguards in suits and leather shoes all straightened up and guarded behind Ji Beimu.

For a while, there was silence in the corridor of the hospital, except for the ticking sound of the faucet in the bathroom, which seemed to be beating on the heart.

"Get in the car." Ji Beimu saw Xia Yanxi's embarrassment, so he stopped teasing her, rubbed her waist, and his hot breath made her face blush again.

Without hesitation, Xia Yanxi got out of his arms immediately.

Her back in a panic as if she was running away, was not as calm and composed as she was in the ward before, which made Ji Beimu laugh.

But this laughter caused the senior management waiting in the hospital to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads several times, and they were even more trembling in their hearts.

God!If they had known that the person in that ward was Mrs. Sanye's younger brother, they wouldn't have dared to treat him like this!

What is Ji Sanye's identity?
Stamp your feet, and the whole capital will follow the trembling character!

Thinking of this, Dean Xu of the hospital almost collapsed to the ground.

"Okay, now it's time for you to talk." Ji Beimu's face was stern, and his pitch-black eyes were as sharp as knives as he scanned the row of people standing in front of him. Trembling, "3 minutes, I want a perfect explanation, otherwise—"

"Let's go to hell together."

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Ji's cars are basically top luxury cars, especially Ji Beimu's license plate is the most eye-catching.

As soon as Xia Yanxi got into the car, the driver immediately handed over the anti-inflammatory medicine and bandages he had just bought.

"Madam, this is what the third master ordered."

Ji Beimu ordered?

She just came down from the hospital upstairs, so fast?

"Thank you." Xia Yanxi nodded.

The phone suddenly vibrated at this moment, and after clicking on it, it was the video and photos sent by the assistant Zhao Bin.

In the video, Xia Jinyuan is re-treating the wounds on his body, and the benches are filled with newly purchased children's clothing, shoes and socks.

Xia Yanxi's heart suddenly warmed up, and even her eye sockets were a little red.

The reason why she married into the Ji family was because of her own younger brother, but she didn't expect that the Ji family would actually play the game of obedience and obedience.

Without Ji Beimu, would she still be able to seek justice for Xia Jinyuan today?

As soon as this idea came out, Xia Yanxi didn't dare to think about it anymore.

She let out a long breath, thinking of the person Qi Yan confessed to, her eyes became colder and colder.

Gao Feishan hates her so much?Treat her like a thorn in my side?
As a bankrupt Miss Portal, it is impossible for her to have any conflict of interest with Gao Feishan.

Even if she married into Ji's family, according to her situation at the time, she was completely a tool person at the mercy of others.

It can only be said that there are other people behind Gao Feishan.

Could it be Mrs. Ji?
But this guess was quickly extinguished by Xia Yanxi.

If it is said who cares most about the face of the Ji family, then the old lady must be ranked first. There is no reason for her to do such a risky thing by smashing her toes.

Behind her, the sound of closing the car door brought Xia Yanxi back to her senses.

The man pressed the scarf around his neck with his fingers, and gently pulled it off, "So preoccupied, what are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about it, the third master came out so soon?"

Xia Yanxi thought that he was going to reshuffle the situation in the hospital. After all, this kind of thing happened under his nose, which is enough to prove that Erfang's hand was too long.

"Huh?" Ji Beimu listened to the address in her mouth, and raised his eyes without emotion, "It's still so out of bounds, called the third master?"

Xia Yanxi was choked up.

What should she say?
With this kind of identity in front of her, it's impossible for her to call the other party's name directly, right?

Xia Yanxi changed the subject at the right time, "Then where are we going now? To Mu's house?"

As a young lady of the Xia family who once had a place in the capital, Xia Yanxi still has some understanding of the social circle of the upper class in the capital.

Although the Mu family is not like the Ji family, which is a century-old family, it is also a big door that cannot be ignored in Beicheng. Most of the hotels in Beicheng are owned by his family.

But the Mu family seldom participates in banquets, so there are not many opportunities to make friends.

"Yes, go to Mu's house and meet Mr. Ye." When Ji Beimu mentioned "Mr. Ye", his knuckle fingers twirled the ring.

His eyebrows and eyes are very handsome, and he is tall and straight like a mixed-race child, but the indifference and indifference of his whole body, which is thousands of miles away, cast a layer of abstinence on him.

Xia Yanxi couldn't help but look down and look at his legs.

This man is really capable of fooling Ji's family around.

"Pay attention to your eyes, Mrs. Ji San." Ji Beimu's mocking laughter rang in his ears.

Xia Yanxi was stunned when she heard it, but when she realized it, she immediately turned her face "swish--".

"Third Master, don't go too far. Although I'm married to you, we are in a cooperative relationship." She bit her lip, "It's better not to make these jokes."

Ji Beimu looked at her sideways, "You and I are inseparable, it's better to do a fake show, and it won't be a disadvantage to you."

He looked at her red earlobes, somehow, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Stretch out your hand."

Xia Yanxi did not refuse.

She is now equivalent to the dodder flower who was born relying on Ji Beimu. Before she is unable to protect herself, she is powerless to resist this man.

But fortunately, Ji Beimu was considered a gentleman, so he didn't treat her badly.

Except for some words of ridicule, he didn't make too much overreach.

only--

Is her horoscope really beneficial to Ji Beimu?
How could he believe such words?

"When dealing with a wound, the bandage should not be so tight."

Just when she was lost in thought, the wound on her hand was bandaged again.

Ji Beimu skillfully replaced the previous bandages for her, even sterilized the small wounds on her fingers and applied medicine.

"You seem to be very skilled." Xia Yanxi stared at the perfect bandage on her palm.

Ji Beimu pursed his lips, "Braiding the wound is the most basic thing. It's not that simple to survive in Ji's house."

He suddenly raised his eyes, and uttered a sentence with extremely cold thin lips, "Remember, there is no good person in the Ji family, including me."

Xia Yanxi did not expect him to say such a thing.

Before she married into Ji's family, she had inquired about rumors about Ji Beimu.

Ji Beimu and Ji's first house and second house belonged to half-brothers. His biological mother was a popular star in Beicheng at that time, and Xiying married into Ji's family.

But later, the last words left by the helm of the Ji family let the young son Ji Beimu take charge of the Ji family, which caused an uproar in Beicheng.

At that time, Ji Beimu's reputation was not that good. He played truant and fought violently. He once broke the nose of his elder brother Ji Beihuai with a punch.

However, such a person has now become a ruthless character who is frightened in the whole North City.

"The third master wants to teach me how to survive in Ji's house?" Xia Yanxi blinked her eyes.

She is not a smart person, but she is not stupid enough to think that the Ji family is a good place to get along with.

Ji Beimu straightened his collar and said concisely: "There are some things you should know."

He ordered aloud: "Go to the Nanwan cemetery first, and then go to Mu's house."

The driver was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked up to see Ji Beimu's normal expression in the rearview mirror, so he breathed a sigh of relief and turned the steering wheel to change the route.

The third master hadn't been to the Nanwan cemetery for at least eight years.

The car was driving on the highway at high speed, gradually approaching the destination.

After hesitating for a while, the driver asked in a low voice, "Third Master, do you want to buy some incense candles?"

"No need." Ji Beimu's cold face was reflected in the rearview mirror. He had unbuttoned two buttons on the collar of his white shirt, and a faint scar could be seen on his neck.

His hand suddenly touched the back of Xia Yanxi's, and his voice was very low and deep, "Get out of the car, I'll take you to meet some people."