The president relies on me to continue his marriage

"You actually sent a counterfeit there?" Ji Beimu clenched his fists, his voice full of anger.

"You are finally willing to communicate with me." Sheng Rushuang smiled instead of anger, "I didn't expect our mother-child relationship to be better than a little girl."

Bang!
Ji Beimu slammed his fist hard on the wall, and blood spilled from his fingers. He didn't seem to feel the pain, and his eyes looking at Sheng Rushuang became even colder.

Sheng Rushuang looked at the blood dripping on the floor, his eyes darkened a little.

"Get that man away immediately, or let me out." Ji Beimu threatened coldly, his voice full of warnings.

"Don't forget that I'm your mother, how dare you threaten me with such words?" Sheng Rushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a sinister look to him for the first time, "I said, since you were I brought it here, so you can only listen to me!"

"Ms. Sheng! If you can't respect me, then don't think that I can give you everything you want." The man's voice was full of anger, and his eyes burst into scarlet fire.

It was the first time for Sheng Rushuang to see him like this. Although Ji Beimu had lost his temper a few times when he was brought here, he had never been as angry as he is now.

So Xia Yanxi is really his bottom line?
Thinking of this, she stood up and looked up at him, "I really don't understand what's so good about her, but since she wants to be your wife Ji Beimu, of course she has to pass my many tests."

"What else do you want to torment?" The man clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his forehead throbbing violently, as if he was trying to restrain his emotions.

Sheng Rushuang lowered his eyes and said word by word: "You don't need to know what I'm going to do now. You just need to understand that everything I'm doing now is for you."

"Shut up!" Ji Beimu scolded, making other people in the living room bow their heads.

Sheng Rushuang didn't expect him to treat herself with such an attitude, and looked up at him in disbelief.

The man stared at her, without any emotion in his eyes, only the anger that was about to explode, "I advise you not to meddle in your own business, or—"

"Or are you going to do something to me too?" Sheng Rushuang threw a fruit knife in front of him, "You can do it now, as long as you can do it, these people will let you go."

"Madam! Master! Don't do anything stupid!" The butler hurried over and looked at them worriedly.

"Go down! It's none of your business here!" Sheng Rushuang scolded with a cold face.

The housekeeper frowned in embarrassment, and looked at Ji Beimu, "Master! Madam did all these things for your own good, you have no idea how much she has suffered all these years!"

"Get out!" Ji Beimu's brows were irritated, and he didn't give him a good look.

The butler looked at him, then at Sheng Rushuang, hesitant to speak several times.

Before he could speak, Ji Beimu looked around at those people guarding the living room, and then grabbed the fruit knife.

"Ah——Master! You can't be so impulsive!" Seeing his behavior, the housekeeper turned pale with fright, "You don't know that Madam treated Miss Xia like this out of painstaking efforts. Hello! After all, the Xia family and the Ji family have enmity!"

After the words fell, Ji Beimu hesitated for a moment.

He moved his gaze from the fruit knife to the butler, with some surprise in his eyes.

Just now he didn't think about making a real move, he just wanted to stimulate Sheng Rushuang.

But what does the steward mean?When did the Ji family and the Xia family have a grudge, why didn't he know?
The butler was stared at by his sharp eyes, and realized that he had slipped up just now, and looked at Sheng Rushuang in fear.

Sheng Rushuang pressed his temples, looking a little tired, "You go down first."

The butler's gaze tangled with the two of them for a while, and finally walked away obediently.

"What's going on?" Ji Beimu stared at her with sharp eyes.

Sheng Rushuang's face gradually returned to calm, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Actually, I don't think you want to know."

"Is this because you colluded with him?" Ji Beimu looked at the back of the housekeeper leaving, and regained his sanity, "Think you can separate Yanxi and me with this method?"

"Do you think this is just our means, not the truth?" Sheng Rushuang shook his head, looking at him with more sympathy, "Beimu, I didn't expect you to be so innocent."

Ji Beimu frowned imperceptibly, and stared at her probingly. Countless questions popped up in his mind, but in the end he didn't ask any of them.

Even if the woman in front of him was his biological mother, he still hadn't figured out whether she was an enemy or a friend. How could he trust her so easily?

"As long as you are obedient, I will find a suitable time and let you know the answer." After finishing speaking, Sheng Rushuang returned to her room with an indifferent expression.

The old doctor walked over tremblingly, looked at the back of Ji Beimu's blood-stained hand, "Master, let me bandage it for you."

Ji Beimu frowned irritably, and when he looked at the medicine box brought by the old doctor, an idea came to his mind.

He rarely sat down on the sofa with a good temper. The old doctor was surprised, and after realizing it, he quickly helped him clean the wound on the back of his hand.

"Old doctor, I have something to talk to you about." Ji Beimu looked at the old doctor who was carefully bandaging his wound, and said in a low voice.

Hearing his sudden change of tone, the old doctor raised his head in bewilderment.

The man's thin lips evoked an intriguing smile...

Platinum Palace.

When Xia Yanxi woke up, the man beside her was gone.

For some reason, she felt a little relieved.

She changed her clothes and walked out quickly. Seeing Xia Jinyuan eating breakfast in the dining room intact, she felt relieved.

"Sister, come and have breakfast, don't starve to death." Xia Jinyuan gave her a bright smile.

Xia Yanxi rubbed his little head and sat down beside him.

She looked around at the nearby servants, because of Ji Beimu's matter, now she also has some doubts about these people.

"What's wrong?" Xia Jinyuan noticed her abnormality and asked curiously.

"Jin Yuan, do you know that in this world, the only person you can trust is me." Xia Yanxi lowered her voice and said.

Xia Jinyuan stopped drinking the milk. Fortunately, he has experienced a lot, and he has a high IQ. After rolling his eyes, he understood what she meant.

He nodded imperceptibly, "Sister, I understand."

"It's good that you know. Be careful these few days. If you have any special circumstances, you must inform me as soon as possible." Xia Yanxi asked worriedly.

She looked at the housekeeper Xu and the servants who were busy cleaning in the living room, with mixed emotions in her heart.

Whenever Ji Beimu is not around, she doesn't know who else she can trust.