The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Hearing this news, Xia Yanxi felt mixed feelings.

Although she and Mrs. Ji have always had a bad relationship, this is a living life, but now it suddenly disappeared from this world, which inevitably made her feel sad.

"It's okay." The man beside him raised his hand and patted her head with his big palm.

The warm touch made the restless feeling in her heart calm down a lot.

After a while, Mrs. Ji was pushed out lying on the mobile hospital bed, but her face and body were already covered with white cloth.

Xia Yanxi looked at Ji Beimu, and found that he just glanced at him lightly, without any major emotional fluctuations on his face.

She thought of the bad relationship between Ji Beimu and Mrs. Ji, so she didn't take his reaction too seriously.

The two were falling into silence, when Gao Feishan's screaming voice suddenly came: "Ah—Grandma! Did you really just leave?!"

The emotionless crying made them frown.

"Be quiet!" Ji Beimu scolded coldly.

Gao Feishan was taken aback by his aura, and immediately shut up.

Ji Fuwen also came over in a hurry, helped her to sit aside, then looked at Ji Beimu and Xia Yanxi, "You guys are so cruel, you can even do this kind of thing. Grandma has been working in Ji Beimu all these years. The family has no credit but hard work, and now she has become like this, you must be very happy!"

Xia Yanxi's face didn't fluctuate at all, "You all believe that I did the thing, I hope you will show the evidence before you say these things, instead of just talking about it."

"You!" Ji Fuwen gritted her teeth angrily when she saw her swearing.

Gao Feishan didn't have any tears on her face, but her voice was trembling with anger, "You woman, after all, you have taken so many benefits from the Ji family, and now you still have such a face!"

"Beimu, let's go back first." Xia Yanxi suggested to the man, too lazy to deal with their noisy voices.

"Okay." Ji Beimu and she left the hospital safely under the escort of bodyguards.

On the way back, Xia Yanxi couldn't help but look at Ji Beimu a few more times.

This happened so suddenly today that even she, an outsider, couldn't help being moved.

But the man didn't respond at all.

Could it be that he really hated Mrs. Ji to such an extent, since when Mrs. Ji passed away, he didn't react at all.

At this time, in the castle.

A tall man stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the sun shone in, leaving a long shadow behind him.

"Master, it's time for you to drink your medicine." The old doctor came to him with a bowl of Chinese medicine, and looked at the man's tense handsome face, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

But he glanced at the middle-aged beautiful woman in another direction, and he could only bite the bullet and say: "Although your health has improved a lot, you still have to pay attention to your body's recuperation, so as not to fall to the root of the disease."

"Shut up." The man finally spoke, his voice was cool and threatening.

Those two short words made the old doctor's body tremble in fright, and the bowl of Chinese medicine in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The old Chinese doctor looked at the middle-aged beautiful woman, then at the man beside him, and finally chose to walk away quietly.

He came in front of Sheng Rushuang, and said in a low voice in embarrassment: "Madam, you have also seen that the young master does not listen to persuasion at all."

Sheng Rushuang looked at the cold sweat on the old doctor's forehead, and didn't want to embarrass him anymore, so he waved his hand and said, "I see, you should step back first."

After the old Chinese doctor left, only the two of them were left in the huge living room.

Sheng Rushuang stood up, walked slowly to the man's side, and said with a chuckle, "You are still as stubborn as you were when you were a child."

The man pursed his thin lips tightly and did not respond.

Sheng Ru put his palms on his shoulders, "Talk to me, how long will it take you to calm down?"

"Don't touch me!" The man said again, this time his voice was much more angry than before.

Sheng Rushuang's hands were thrown away by him, and instead of being angry, he smiled, "Finally there is a reaction? No matter what I do these days, you don't want to talk to me. It's good to lose your temper now, or you will always hold back In my heart, it will only make myself more uncomfortable. Right, Bei Mu?"

"Beimu?" The man turned his head and stared at her with deep black eyes, "Do you think I'm still Ji Beimu?"

"Otherwise, who else are you?" Sheng Ru raised his eyebrows in a natural tone.

"Heh—" Ji Beimu raised his hand to scratch his face.

Seeing him mercilessly scratching out the red marks on his skin, Sheng Rushuang quickly stopped him, "Stop! What are you doing?"

Ji Beimu lowered his hands, staring at her with sarcasm, "Do you think I am still Ji Beimu?"

Sheng Rushuang took a deep look at him, and his face gradually calmed down, "I know you are very dissatisfied with your current appearance, but I also said that as long as you are obedient, I will definitely let you return to your previous appearance."

The man closed his eyes and clenched his fists, as if trying to restrain his anger.

After a while, he opened it again. The anger on his face finally dissipated a little, but his tone was still very firm, "I told you, I want to go out."

"I'll let you go out after your health recovers." Sheng Rushuang said gently, but their mother and son have very similar personalities. Although they can restrain their temper on the surface, their domineering character is still clear. highlighted.

"I don't need your concern." Ji Beimu took advantage of his height and stared at her condescendingly.

Although he has changed his face, the aura on his body has not been changed.

But after all, it was his own son. If outsiders saw him like this, they would be too scared to speak, but Sheng Rushuang dared to look at him without any emotion on his face.

She sneered, "I said before, without me, you would have disappeared from this world by now."

"Without you, I would have been able to carry out my plan." Ji Beimu said in a sarcastic tone.

Sheng Rushuang frowned, "When did you learn to look down on your mother? Is it because you are capable now that you don't take me seriously?"

She paused, and for the first time there was sadness in her eyes, "Beimu, I know that when I secretly left, you were still young, leaving you alone in Ji's house to face so many bad guys, you must have It's hard to carry on. But I had no choice at the time, if I didn't leave, maybe I would really hurt you."

From the first meeting a few days ago to now, Sheng Rushuang has always been gentle and calm. Although he gets angry occasionally, he can quickly restrain his temper.

This was the first time Ji Beimu saw her look sad, and the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant.