The president relies on me to continue his marriage

A gloomy and oppressive atmosphere permeated the mourning hall.

The whole solitary building suddenly fell into dead silence.

Ji Qiaoxuan's body froze suddenly, his original arrogance disappeared in an instant, his whole body trembled like a sieve, and he knelt down on the ground with a "bang" as if he had seen a ghost!
"Little...Uncle..."

Xia Yanxi was stunned, she fixed her gaze and looked over.

What she met was a pair of eyes full of coldness and violence. The corners of the eyes were slender and upward, which made people unexpectedly taste cold.

"You want to touch her?"

The cold voice sounded hoarse and dry, and the man repeated the same words with cold eyes.

"Pa-ta--" Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, Ji Qiaoxuan was so flustered that he couldn't even finish his sentence, trembling as if he had seen a ghost.

"Uncle! Uncle, I was wrong! Please let me go! I will definitely burn more paper money for you! I will also burn your sports car villa!"

The man's pale face was as cold as bloodthirsty, and his gloomy and thin lips spoke again, "Repeat what you just said."

He supported the ice coffin with one hand, his extremely handsome face was so cold that no emotion could be seen.

"Little...Uncle..." Ji Qiaoxuan looked at him in horror, and the fear that penetrated his bones welled up. He kowtowed and begged, "Uncle, I was wrong! I can't spit out ivory! You just Forgive me if I haven’t heard those words!”

Xia Yanxi who was on the side was even more frightened by this aura, not even daring to breathe.

This...is a ghost?Or is it alive again?
Ji Beimu stared at him indifferently, his hoarse voice was creepy.

"Go away, noisy."

"Thank you, Uncle! Thank you, Uncle!" Ji Qiaoxuan escaped like being pardoned, and even scrambled to escape. When passing by the ice coffin, his legs became weak, and he fell on a dog and ate shit!
Ji Beimu's cold voice sounded from behind, "Tell everyone in the Ji family that I'm not dead, and go to Ji Beihuai to receive the punishment."

Ji Qiaoxuan's entire body trembled as the powerful oppressive feeling fell down like mountains and seas, and he couldn't stop trembling when he answered the words.

The moment the door of the mourning hall was closed, Xia Yanxi's heart also trembled.

She tightly grasped the blanket on her body, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged out of excessive fear.

The dead body that was originally lying in the ice coffin sat up and spoke alive under his eyes.

Put it on anyone, I'm afraid it would have screamed in fright.

"Third...Third master?" Xia Yanxi called out tentatively, but her tense body betrayed her fear at the moment.

The man supported the ice coffin with one hand, his thin lips parted slightly, "Noisy."

A simple word, but it makes people fearful.

Xia Yanxi was trembling all over.

Obviously the man in front of him is not a dead body.

In other words, those who violated her these days...

It's this man.

Ji Beimu rubbed his temples, the severe pain made him a little irritable and impatient, his bloodshot eyes were full of hostility.

He thought of the trembling girl on the bed, raised his hand, "Come here."

Xia Yanxi didn't dare to disobey, she hurriedly walked to the ice coffin, "Third Lord..."

But before she could wait for the man's response, she was grabbed by the wrist and pulled into her arms.

The opponent's hand was very cold, bitingly cold, as warm as a dead body.

Xia Yanxi shuddered, but she didn't dare to break free, and was firmly fixed in his arms.

The cool fragrance made the violence in Ji Beimu's eyes subside a lot. He sniffed Xia Yanxi's neck lightly, and said hoarsely, "Why help the ice coffin?"

Help ice coffin?
Xia Yanxi was stunned by the question, but she quickly came to her senses.

Her voice was apprehensive, "I... I'm just afraid of falling on you..."

The man hugging her was silent for a while, then suddenly chuckled again.

The breath sprayed between the nostrils carried a scorching temperature, which also proved that her guess was correct.

The helm of the Ji family is suspended animation.

"If I didn't stand up for you just now, what would you do?" Ji Beimu's generous palm rested on her waist, and it was too slender to grasp.

His cool eyes narrowed slightly, soft and fragrant.

Sure enough, the fortune teller was right, the girl from the Xia family would not only be his lucky star, but also suit his wishes.

Xia Yanxi swallowed, "I...I will call..."

When she heard Ji Beimu laughing, she hurriedly added: "I really know how to yell! He's the kind of person who thinks I'll be dependent on others, so he dares to bully me! But the Ji family will never allow such a scandal. ! I won’t ignore me either!”

"No one usually comes to this lonely building, and no one will answer you if you call." Ji Beimu said coldly, "What's more, you are not dependent on others. The third wife of the Ji family is the most honorable status in the entire northern city."

His words sounded like a knock, but they also sounded like an approval.

Xia Yanxi was startled, she didn't expect the other party to make such a heavy promise.

She thought that Ji Beimu would give up her worthless pawn when the scene was over.

But I didn't expect that the other party would really want to perform this marriage?
Before the two of them could say a few words, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps outside the mourning hall.

For the first time, the lifeless solitary building became alive.

Ji Beimu's eyes darkened, "Help me to the bed."

Hearing this, Xia Yanxi hurriedly supported him in a panic.

Ji Beimu staggered to the side of the small bed and sat down, his pale face was bloodless, and he looked completely sick and weak.

"boom--"

The gate was forcibly broken and people poured in, and a black crowd squeezed into the mourning hall.

The dazzling flashlight made Xia Yanxi turn her face subconsciously, but Ji Beimu unexpectedly held her in his arms to block the sight and glare of outsiders.

The man lowered his voice, "If you don't want to be watched, then play dead."

Old Mrs. Ji, the head of the door, was shaking with excitement, "My good grandson! The grandma you almost scared died!"

She hurriedly ordered the servant to put on Ji Beimu's coat, turned around and stomped her feet distressedly, "What kind of flashlight! Turn it off for me! I don't know if my grandson just woke up! You bastard with no eyesight!"

This scolding made the Ji family's faces turn red, and they were a little bit embarrassed.

The eldest wife of the Ji family was a quick thinker, she went up to support her, "Grandma, why are you so angry? Isn't it a great thing that the third child is alive now? We should be happy!"

But I didn't expect this flattering words to make the old lady Ji angry, "Bah! What do you mean again! My grandson has always been alive and well! Shut up!"

After being scolded, the eldest wife of the Ji family retreated resentfully, but the second room of the Ji family watched the excitement, shaking her head gloatingly.

"Grandma, Siyi didn't talk because she was worried about your health. It's important that the third child is fine now." After Ji Beihuai patted the old lady Ji's back to calm her emotions, she said in an unclear tone: "Three After all, my brother has grown up, even a car accident can be treated as a joke to fool people."

His gaze was like a sword like a knife, scanning the man sitting on the bed with vigilance.

Erfang sneered and said in the back, "Big brother is wrong, third brother is lucky, he can come back to life after being 'dead' for three days."

The conversation of a few words is tit for tat.

Xia Yanxi's fingers tightened the blanket.

It seems that the battle between the Ji family is more serious than rumors from the outside world.

Outside the blanket, Ji Beimu's voice was faint, "Big brother and second brother really want me to die?"

"How could it be? We were just wondering how the third brother survived even though the hospital issued a death certificate." Ji Beihuai stared at him with dead eyes, trying to find out what was wrong.

He had clearly seen the medical records in the hospital, and checked that Ji Beimu was not breathing. How could he be alive?

Ji Beimu raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "God can't see that I was plotted against and sent me back to take my life."