The president relies on me to continue his marriage

"No, I'll buckle it up for you right now." Xia Yanxi knew that she couldn't escape this catastrophe, and she didn't want to mess with this Buddha.

She reached out helplessly and helped him fasten the buttons of his shirt one by one.

Because the shirt was custom-made and fit his figure very well, Xia Yanxi's hands always touched his skin unintentionally.

The temperature of the man's body was as hot as a stove, and the heat spread from her hands and gradually spread to her face.

By the time she helped him fasten all the buttons, her face was already too red.

Looking at her like this, Ji Beimu let out a chuckle.

It seemed that his little girl hadn't changed at all.

The man stood up in satisfaction, tidied up his clothes, and walked out.

Xia Yanxi heaved a long sigh of relief and looked at her hands.

The electric shock-like feeling caused by every touch just now seems to be clearly left in the hand.

Zhao Bin came here early this morning with some important documents.

He was worried that because of what happened to Mu Zinian yesterday, Ji Beimu's face would be ugly today.

Unexpectedly, when the man came out of the room, the corners of his lips raised a slight curve.

Zhao Bin looked like he had seen a ghost.

After being noticed by Ji Beimu, he glanced coldly, and immediately suppressed his gossip, and sent several documents.

Xia Yanxi came to Beicheng University after breakfast.

As soon as she walked in, everyone saw her as if they had seen a scourge, and all of them hid away.

Xia Yanxi raised her eyebrows.

It seems that Ji Beimu's support for her yesterday really had a big effect.

But this is also good, no one will make trouble for her, and she can live a more relaxed life.

But before he got to the classroom, several luxury cars drove over.

When one of the cars passed by her, the window was lowered by the people inside.

Xia Yanxi glanced casually, and saw that the person sitting in the back seat was actually Mrs. Ji.

There was a coldness in her eyes.

The dispute in Ji's family is not over yet, so she naturally doesn't understand the grievances between her and Mrs. Ji.

However, why did Mrs. Ji suddenly come to Beicheng University?
The speed of the car was very fast, and the old lady Ji just gave her a meaningful look, and then quickly left.

Xia Yanxi was thinking about it, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking towards her.

She raised her eyes and saw that the person was Lu Jingjing.

Thinking that Lu Jingjing had been showing affection to her before landing, Xia Yanxi also politely greeted her: "Ms. Lu, good morning!"

When Lu Jingjing heard her voice, she raised her eyes and saw her with a look of surprise on her face, as if she didn't expect to meet her here.

Xia Yanxi smiled and walked towards her, Lu Jingjing's eyes flashed with disgust.

Sensing the change in her expression, Xia Yanxi was forced to stop and looked at her puzzled.

Is it her hallucination?

But just now she seemed to really see that Lu Jingjing repulsed and hated her.

"Third...Third Madam." Lu Jingjing pursed her lips, forced out these words, then looked away, and walked past her with a cold face.

Xia Yanxi narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the back of Lu Jingjing leaving hastily, she was confused for a while.

Why did Lu Jingjing suddenly become so unfamiliar with her?
She remembered that she had done nothing wrong these two days.

Could it be that Lu Jingjing, like everyone else, was afraid of Ji Beimu's power, so she chose to keep a distance from her?
Thinking about Lu Jingjing's character, Xia Yanxi always felt that this matter was not that simple.

But now, she couldn't rush to ask Lu Jingjing, so she could only enter the classroom with this question.

In the indoor playground, Lu Jingjing, with fists in both hands, hit the sandbag in front of her.

Someone beside me jokingly asked, "Miss Lu, why are you so angry all of a sudden?"

Lu Jingjing ignored it and continued to smash the sandbags.

But his mind was filled with the images of Mu Zinian and Xia Yanxi sticking close to each other in the library.

Could it be that Xia Yanxi really likes to steal other people's beloved men, as the rumors say?
Thinking of this, Lu Jingjing's movement of smashing the sandbag became a little more intensified.

After a while, someone suddenly called her, "Lu Jingjing, Young Master Mu wants to lend you a favor, please get out of the way first."

When the man mentioned Mu Zinian, Lu Jingjing stopped what she was doing.

When she turned her head, she saw Mu Zinian standing not far from her.

He was wearing the gloves in his hands, and the other sandbags in the playground were also occupied.

"Are you going to let me in or not?" A normally flattering male classmate of Mu Zinian looked at her impatiently.

Lu Jingjing glanced at the man impatiently.

It's really a fox pretending to be a tiger!
However, since it was what Mu Zinian wanted, of course she couldn't refuse.

"Young Master Mu, come and fight." Lu Jingjing walked away and stood aside.

Mu Zinian only nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

Immediately, he smashed his fists on the sandbags. He was at a high-spirited age, and he hit the sandbags very hard. Every posture was pleasing to the eye.

But after a while, Mu Zinian stopped, looked back at Lu Jingjing dissatisfied, and said, "How long are you going to stare at me?"

"I...I just..." Lu Jingjing was dumbfounded for a while.

She obviously just wanted to see him a few more times.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this?

However, the disgust in Mu Zinian's eyes was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into her heart, causing waves of heart-piercing pain in her heart.

"Sorry, I won't see you again." Lu Jingjing turned around and fled in embarrassment, and the sound of Mu Zinian hitting a sandbag soon came from behind.

Lu Jingjing covered her mouth to prevent herself from showing her vulnerable side.

But tears still welled up in my eyes.

She ran to the corner, wiping the tears on her face.

Tears are like pearls with a broken thread, falling continuously.

"Miss Lu?" A man in a suit and leather shoes walked up to her.

Lu Jingjing quickly wiped her tears and looked at him warily, "Who are you?"

Judging by his attire, he doesn't look like a professor or student at Beicheng University.

"Old lady Ji wants to see you." The man cut to the chase.

"Ms. Ji?" Lu Jingjing was taken aback.

She has also heard about the disputes in the Ji family, so she also knows that the relationship between Mrs. Ji and Ji Beimu has made an exception.

However, her father is still in power in the Lu family, and she has never had any contact with Mrs. Ji. Why did Mrs. Ji suddenly find her?

The man seemed to see her doubts, and said with a blank face: "As for the reason, you can find out as long as you go there. Mrs. Ji also said that she has a way to make you get what you want. For example... a certain a man."

Lu Jingjing was startled.

Could it be that the man Mrs. Ji was referring to was Mu Zinian?
But how did Mrs. Ji know that she had a crush on Mu Zinian?
Thinking of certain possibilities, Lu Jingjing's face showed dissatisfaction, "Are you following me?"

Could it be that they saw her crying because she was neglected by Mu Zinian just now?
The man didn't answer her words, and said coldly: "Mrs. Ji is not a patient person. If you miss this opportunity, no one will help you again in the future."

After he finished speaking, he immediately turned and walked in one direction.

Lu Jingjing frowned deeply.

Can you really believe what this mysterious man said?
She subconsciously looked in the direction of the indoor gymnasium.

Thinking of Mu Zinian's attitude towards her just now, Lu Jingjing felt uncomfortable again.

She watched the back of the man gradually going away, and finally followed by a ghost.

Lu Jingjing warned herself in her heart: she just followed the past out of curiosity, but she must not be deceived by some people and do wrong things.

The man stopped at the door of a conference room and gently pushed open the door of the conference room.

"Madam, Miss Lu is here." After the man walked in, his expression became respectful.

Lu Jingjing stood at the door, looking into the conference room.

I saw an elderly woman sitting at the conference table, with several tall bodyguards standing behind her.

Mrs. Ji was drinking tea with a teacup in her hand. It was just a casual posture, but full of aura.

Lu Jingjing couldn't help thinking of Ji Beimu.

Are all members of the Ji family so terrifying?
"It's already here, what else is there to delay?" Mrs. Ji took a few sips of tea, put down the cup, and looked up at her.