The president relies on me to continue his marriage

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she gained a little confidence and pushed Xia Yanxi away.

The girl staggered, and Ji Beimu stretched out his long arms and hugged her into his arms.

Xia Yanxi barely steadied her footsteps, and raised her eyes to look at the man.

But before she could say "thank you", the middle-aged woman pointed at her and said, "So you are her woman, no wonder you speak for him!"

"Can you shut up?" Ji Beimu, who had been silent all this time, parted his thin lips lightly, and paused every word.

His voice was cold as if wrapped in frost, and the arrogant middle-aged woman shut up with just one glance.

Ji Beimu glanced at the group of people in front of him with cold eyes, and the aura of those people faded a little wherever he looked.

He spoke again, and his voice was a little colder, "I don't like nonsense, get out of the way now. Give me a month, and I will investigate the truth of that matter. But if you still want to make trouble during this period, Just be prepared to bear the cost.”

After the words fell, those who still had lingering anger on their faces could not help but bow their heads.

Ji Beimu stretched his long legs and continued to walk forward.

Wherever he went, those people made way for him.

Xia Yanxi and Zhao Bin hurriedly followed. When they reached the top office, they looked down and saw that the people downstairs had dispersed one after another.

"Third Master, people brought it here." Zhao Bin brought over those who were with Lao Xu at that time.

There were seven bodyguards in total, all tall men.

They stood in a row, and when they looked at Ji Beimu, their faces were respectful.

Xia Yanxi's expression was a little complicated.

If that thing was really not done by Old Xu, then the inner ghost is likely to appear among the seven of them.

But now their appearance is no different from their usual appearance.

Ji Beimu sat on the sofa, his deep eyes swept over the seven bodyguards one by one.

Zhao Bin sent a piece of information to him, and Ji Beimu opened it to read. These were the information obtained after Zhao Bin sent them to be interrogated separately.

The man looked at it for a while, and his thin lips curled up into a cold smile, "From what you told, you all experienced the same thing before the incident, all of which were caused by a sudden dizzy feeling in your brain, and that's why you fell into a coma."

"Yes!"

The others said in unison.

Ji Beimu put the documents aside, tapped his bony fingers on the armrest of the sofa, "Then who did this?"

After the voice fell, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one responded.

Regarding this result, Ji Beimu was not annoyed at all, and his face remained calm, "You have been with me for so many years, and you all know my temper. Since you have decided to betray me, try to hide your true identity as much as possible." , otherwise once I find out the truth—"

When he said this, although he still had a smile on his face, a cold low air pressure erupted from his body.

Zhao Bin looked at the bodyguards with dissatisfaction in his eyes, "It seems that some of you still want to continue pretending, it's okay, I want to see how long you can last!"

He directed other subordinates to take them all out, and there were only three of them left in the office again, with different expressions on their faces.

Zhao Bin took a few glances at Ji Beimu before tentatively opening his mouth: "Third Master, besides these people, do you have any other objects of suspicion?"

Xia Yanxi also looked at him, if Ji Beimu knew some clues, it would obviously be much easier to investigate the matter.

Ji Beimu suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her.

He said lightly: "You go out first."

Xia Yanxi was taken aback for a moment, realizing that he had something to talk to Zhao Bin alone, she turned around and walked out tactfully.

"I said, not you." She had just walked to the door of the office when the man's voice came again.

Xia Yanxi paused, and turned around to find that Zhao Bin had followed suit.

"Miss Xia, the third master is telling me to leave." Zhao Bin explained softly, opened the door of the office and walked out.

"Third Master, do you have something to talk to me?" Xia Yanxi asked puzzled.

At such a critical time, shouldn't Ji Beimu discuss the matter with Zhao Bin first?

The man leaned back, lowered his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Recently, do you still have contact with Fu Yan?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask about Fu Yan again, Xia Yanxi looked a little unnatural.

She pursed her lips, thinking of Ji Beimu's temper, and finally said helplessly: "That's right, I... I do still have contact with Young Master Fu."

Hearing this, Ji Beimu's indifferent expression remained unchanged. His slender fingers continued to tap on the armrest of the sofa, "Tell me everything about the conversation he had with you."

Xia Yanxi's heart skipped a beat.

Although she also expected such a result, when she met the man's eyes that seemed to be able to see everything, she still felt a lot of uneasiness in her heart.

The girl bit her lip and lowered her head as if avoiding it.

Ji Beimu stood up, walked in front of her, pinched her chin with knuckle fingers and made her raise her head to meet his gaze.

Xia Yanxi stared at his expressionless face, her heart was in her throat.

"Why don't you say it?" The man's thin lips curled slightly, his eyes were a little more mocking, "Didn't you defend me just now, why don't you respond to my words now? Could it be that Fu Yan is more important than me?"

"That's not what I meant." Hearing his emotionless tone, Xia Yanxi felt even more uncomfortable, "But I hope you don't ask."

"But what if I want it anyway?" Ji Beimu squeezed her jaw a little harder with his fingers.

Thinking of what Fu Yan asked her to do, Xia Yanxi was in a dilemma.

The reason why Fu Yan found her must be out of trust in her.

If she said all those things now, wouldn't it be a betrayal of Fu Yan?

But if you don't say--

Seeing Ji Beimu's eyes gradually turn cold, Xia Yanxi's heart felt as if it was being torn apart.

The atmosphere in the office became tense. Feeling his gradually gloomy face, Xia Yanxi's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

"Oh——I understand." Before she could think of an answer, Ji Beimu suddenly let go of her and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Seeing him turn around and go back to sit on the sofa, Xia Yanxi still felt very uncomfortable.

Did he feel disappointed that he didn't answer just now?
"I..." She was anxious to explain, when Ji Beimu's cell phone rang.

The man gave her a look, signaling her to leave.

Xia Yanxi hesitated for a while, but in the end she didn't want to disturb him, so she walked out with complicated emotions.

The office was quiet again. Ji Beimu looked at the calling number at this time, and his brows became a little more hostile.

The veins in his hand holding the phone were throbbing violently, like a beast about to erupt.