The president relies on me to continue his marriage

As soon as he finished speaking, he received Ji Beimu's cold stare.

Zhao Bin touched his nose and lowered his head embarrassingly.

But if the third master didn't suspect the relationship between Miss Xia and the young master, why did he suddenly take their hair for DNA testing?

Ji Beimu touched the ring on his finger, "Not long ago, someone pretended to be Fu Yan."

Zhao Bin was taken aback, because he was his confidant for many years, so he quickly reacted, "Do you think someone is pretending to be Miss Xia?"

After all, Xia Jinyuan is young, so it is not easy to find someone of the same age who can successfully pretend.

"I will use the fastest time to know the result of the appraisal." Ji Beimu did not respond to his words, and ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes!" Zhao Bin knew the seriousness of this matter, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he hurriedly acted.

The study room became quiet again. Ji Beimu took off his gold-rimmed glasses and squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

He put one hand on the desk and touched a photo frame on the desk.

Ji Beimu put on the glasses again, picked up the photo frame, and looked at the photo of the girl smiling brightly, and her eyebrows and eyes could not help but become gentle.

"Knock knock knock!"

There was a sudden knock on the study door, and a soft voice came: "Beimu, it's getting late, aren't you going to rest?"

Ji Beimu's expression suddenly froze.

In the past, Xia Yanxi would never disturb him easily when he was busy with work, and would just quietly wait for him in the living room alone.

Thinking of what he asked Zhao Bin to investigate just now, a self-deprecating smile curled up on his lips.

"Beimu?" Jiang Tingting wanted to knock on the door, but Ji Beimu had already opened the door of the study and walked out.

She looked at him guiltily, "Sorry, did I bother you, but I just don't want you to be too tired."

Ji Beimu's expression had recovered, and he rubbed her head, "It's okay, I know you're just too worried about me."

When the two returned to the room, Jiang Tingting tentatively pressed her body against him.

But Ji Beimu never touched her, and she couldn't help feeling bad.

……

Early the next morning, Xia Yanxi woke up from the cold.

The sound of "crashing" water came from the top of her head, and a biting cold feeling invaded her whole body.

One of Ji Sihan's subordinates kept lifting the bucket, and poured the ice water in the bucket over her head.

"Stop!" Xia Yanxi wiped her face, her whole body was already drenched, and her clothes were sticking to her body.

Ji Sihan yawned and walked into the secret room, watching the scene with a happy mood, "Do you like this special way of waking up?"

Xia Yanxi rolled her eyes resentfully in her heart, but she ignored him on the face.

She found that Ji Sihan was a bit like a child, he always liked to use various methods to attract other people's attention.

But he didn't stop, and the actions of his subordinates didn't stop either.

Buckets of ice water poured down on her head one after another. Xia Yanxi's teeth began to chatter from the cold, and she soon curled up into a ball.

"Will Ji Beimu feel distressed if he sees you like this?" Ji Sihan looked at her thoughtfully.

Xia Yanxi raised her head, her face was indifferent, "It is indeed a bit cold, but I can bear it. But I know that after I say these words, you will definitely ask them to punish me a little more out of revenge."

"You are really smart, but do you think these words can irritate me? Or tell me to do the opposite and tell them to stop?" Ji Sihan said, winking at his subordinates.

He squatted in front of Xia Yanxi, looked at her, and shook his head sympathetically, "To be honest, you look like a drowned chicken now, and the dignified Mrs. Ji's situation is so pitiful. Is it a joke that caused a stir in the city?"

Ji Sihan took out his mobile phone and took several pictures of her in a row.

Xia Yanxi raised her head without fear, "I know that I look very embarrassed now, but I believe everyone can understand my difficulties. Because in comparison, the perpetrator should be the one who is despised by others!"

Hearing this, Ji Sihan threw the phone aside in a bored manner.

Xia Yanxi was still shivering from the cold, and Ji Sihan's playful voice came from next to her ears: "You must be very cold, right? I can let you change your clothes now, but only if I help you."

She raised her eyes and looked at several monitoring devices in the secret room.

She knew that Ji Sihan did this on purpose for Ji Beimu to see.

If she really agrees, Ji Beimu will be very sad if he shows these surveillance videos to Ji Beimu in the future.

Xia Yanxi clenched her lips, resisting the coldness and did not respond.

Even without Ji Beimu, she would never hand over her body easily.

"What a stubborn temper, but I don't know how long you can last. By the way, if you faint here, I won't call a doctor for you."

Ji Sihan sat down at a table, and his subordinates brought him breakfast.

He ate happily, admiring Xia Yanxi's distressed appearance.

The girl pursed her lips tightly and curled up into a ball.

But the coldness still gradually eroded her limbs and bones through the wet clothes.

After an unknown amount of time, her brain suddenly became dizzy, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Ji Sihan had already finished his breakfast, holding a cup of coffee and drinking it gracefully.

Seeing that her face was gradually turning red, he sneered, "I see you have a fever, do you still want to hold on?"

Xia Yanxi's lips twitched, but a sharp pain in her throat prevented her from making a sound easily.

She didn't answer at all, but there was a look of contempt on her little face, obviously she didn't take his words seriously.

She knew her body well, but she would never compromise with this bastard.

"Why didn't you answer?" Ji Sihan knelt down in front of her, looking at her with dissatisfied eyes.

When the surrounding subordinates looked at Xia Yanxi, they looked a little more sympathetic.

They have been with Ji Sihan for many years, and they know that he is cold-tempered, and sometimes he doesn't bother to save his subordinates when they are injured, and just watches those people die in front of him with cold eyes.

So what if Xia Yanxi has a fever now?
It is not that simple to arouse the sympathy of this demon.

Xia Yanxi only felt that her head was getting heavier and her eyes were becoming looser.

Ji Sihan pinched her jaw, forcing her to raise her head to meet his gaze.

"Xia Yanxi, you..."

Before he finished his vicious words, the girl's eyes suddenly closed, and she fell to the side.

Ji Sihan narrowed his eyes in a daze, and a subordinate came over and pinched Xia Yanxi's hand, then put his palm towards her forehead.

"Boss, her health is very high now, she seems to be really comatose." The subordinate reported.

Ji Sihan smiled mercilessly on his thin lips, "Since she's passed out, let her die here."

When the subordinates heard this, they were no longer surprised.

Even if Xia Yanxi is Ji Beimu's wife, she is destined to be just a small ant in the eyes of their boss.