The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Zhao Bin rolled his eyes, trying to ease the atmosphere, "Third Lord, this time the third lady is safe, and I knew that with her ability, she would definitely be able to get out of this difficult situation."

After the words fell, the expression of the man in the back seat became even colder.

Zhao Bin immediately fell silent, not daring to speak nonsense.

Regarding the matter of the third wife, the thoughts of the third master are always unpredictable.

Ji Beimu lowered his eyes, the scene of Xia Yanxi being carried into the hotel by Huang Weizhong just now still clearly appeared in his mind.

The manic feeling in my heart could not be suppressed for a long time.

She does have the ability to protect herself.

But why couldn't he be completely happy?
Thinking that the girl might really leave him after she plumped her wings, Ji Beimu's handsome face with sharp edges and corners was covered with haze again...

"Third Master, 'Sheng Yuping' is here."

The Hummer stopped at the entrance of the villa. Zhao Bin saw the middle-aged woman standing at the gate, and turned his head to remind Ji Beimu.

The man quickly regained his composure, and looked at 'Sheng Yuping' through the car window.

The middle-aged woman was still the same as he remembered, but the dodge in her eyes could not escape his eyes at all.

"Beimu!" ​​Sheng Yuping said in surprise when she saw him get off the car, "I heard that you have forgiven me."

After Ji Beimu ordered that day, Zhao Bin took a chance to find Sheng Yuping and told her that Ji Beimu was no longer angry with her.

The man got out of the car, his tall and majestic figure, a casual look made the smile on Sheng Yuping's face freeze.

"Let's talk." Ji Beimu stretched his long legs, turned and walked towards the house.

A cunning flashed quickly in Sheng Yuping's eyes, and she quickly followed.

The man sat on the sofa in the living room, his long legs crossed, and the crystal chandelier illuminated his angular profile.

He clasped his hands together and placed them casually on his lap.

Sheng Yuping stood in front of him across the tea table, "Beimu, are you still blaming me?"

Hearing the sound, Ji Beimu raised his head, his deep narrow eyes reflected a trace of coldness through the gold-rimmed glasses, "Auntie, do you still remember what my mother said before she died?"

When his mother died, Sheng Yuping was still abroad.

But the last words left by his mother, he still found an opportunity to pass them on to Sheng Yuping.

Sheng Yuping's eyes flashed, and she recalled: "My sister told you at the time that it was not easy for me to be abroad, so I asked you to take care of me."

Hearing this, Zhao Bin looked surprised.

This is indeed what the third master's mother said back then.

But why did this woman know?
A strange light flashed across Ji Beimu's eyes. He stood up and looked at her with a dull expression, "I always remember it too. So, I don't want to break the agreement with my mother."

"But this matter is indeed my fault. I shouldn't trust others to steal your things." Sheng Yuping blamed herself.

"I will never forget that you took care of me. I can pretend that it never happened. But I don't want it, there will be another time." Ji Beimu's voice was calm, but there was an invisible warning.

Sheng Yuping was taken aback for a moment, her eyes dimmed when she looked up, "Beimu, I will never do that kind of thing again."

Ji Beimu adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and said calmly: "Since you have returned to China, I have no reason to let you continue to travel outside. Auntie can continue to live here from now on."

"Really?" Sheng Yuping's eyes lit up, looking at him with gratitude.

Ji Beimu didn't say anything more, and entered the study with a blank expression.

The housekeeper, Yan Bo, came over, "Ms. Sheng, I have had the room cleaned. If you need anything here in the future, you can directly contact me."

Sheng Yuping nodded.

She looked at Ji Beimu's back, and there was a hint of amusement in her eyes.
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Ever since Zhao Lei lost his temper in the classroom, no one dared to do anything to Xia Yanxi again.

She learned boxing from Zhao Lei as if nothing had happened, and in a blink of an eye it was the day of the school sports meeting.

"You are the only woman in the boxing team. You must pay more attention. If you can't bear it, just admit defeat. Don't be brave." Zhao Lei watched her change into her boxing uniform, and told her worriedly.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure." Xia Yanxi said confidently.

Zhao Lei also knew her character very well, and when he heard this, his expression relaxed a little.

Xia Yanxi walked to the competition venue, waiting for the competition to start.

"Xia Yanxi! What the hell are you doing?" Mu Zinian also changed into his boxing uniform, and walked in front of her, dissatisfied.

Xia Yanxi raised her eyebrows, "The school didn't prevent female students from participating in boxing matches, did they?"

"You!" Mu Zinian frowned, "If you are beaten into a pig's head, don't cry in front of everyone."

"I'm not going to let myself be so embarrassed." Xia Yanxi unscrewed the mineral water, and gulped several sips.

Her fair and delicate slapped face was full of radiance, and her bright starry eyes shone with confidence.

Mu Zinian couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

Xia Yanxi has been named the number one beauty in Beicheng since two years ago, and this title is not an exaggeration for her.

She is like a perfect piece of jade in the rough, one can't help but want to take care of it carefully.

Xia Yanxi completely ignored the strange eyes of the others, put on her fists, and began to do warm-up exercises.

The game started, and the numbers she drew were in the middle.

During the period, some students were injured and carried away on stretchers.

Mu Zinian kept observing Xia Yanxi's expression, but saw that she didn't show any sign of retreating.

Just when it was almost Xia Yanxi's turn to play, someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Master Ji is here!"

Ji Beimu is here?
Xia Yanxi froze for a moment, then looked up in surprise.

The crowd at the entrance gave way one after another, and the slender man walked to the VIP area under the escort of a dozen bodyguards.

Seeing the man being supported, Xia Yanxi had a strange feeling in her heart.

During this period of time, Ji Beimu seemed to be very diligent in coming to Beicheng University.

"Student Xia, it's your turn to play." The other students reminded her.

Xia Yanxi nodded, and quickly stepped onto the ring.

As soon as he walked up, he heard an uproar:
"She really played, is this crazy?"

"At first I thought she was just trying to show off in this special way, but when I saw someone injured and being carried down just now, I always felt that her idea was not that simple."

"No matter what she thinks, I have to praise her for daring to go on stage."

"What's the use of daring to go on stage, just don't get beaten up with snot running down your nose later!"

……

Xia Yanxi ignored those people's comments and warmed up seriously.

After a while, I saw an obese male student with a height of 1.9 meters walk into the arena.

Xia Yanxi was stunned.

Her opponent is actually so... powerful?
Zhao Lei in the audience frowned tightly.

Although boxing also pays attention to tactics, the physique of the players is also an important factor in determining the outcome.

Although Xia Yanxi is about 1.6 meters tall, she looks too weak in front of such a tall male classmate.

The man in the middle of the VIP area saw this scene, his handsome face was covered with frost.