The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Xia Yanxi looked through the crack of the door, and saw that the lounge was also very spacious, luxuriously decorated and brightly lit, but it was a pity that no one could be seen.

She glanced suspiciously at Mark, who looked forward without changing his expression.

After thinking about it, she mustered up the courage to push open the door of the lounge.

Only then did he find a middle-aged man with gray hair standing in front of the French windows.

Because her back was facing her, Xia Yanxi couldn't see the man's face.

The middle-aged man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and his back was full of majesty.

"Who are you?" Xia Yanxi walked a few steps into the lounge, and Mark closed the door of the lounge.

The huge lounge suddenly became cramped.

Xia Yanxi stopped in her tracks and carefully looked at the man's back, feeling a sense of familiarity inexplicably in her heart.

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked her up and down.

When his face appeared in her field of vision, Xia Yanxi's pupils shrank.

This man is—

"Do you recognize me?" The middle-aged man's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a slight smile on his lips. He seemed to be in poor health and bowed slightly, but he did not lack the powerful aura of a superior.

Xia Yanxi's lips twitched, but she still couldn't call out that name.

She has been married into the Ji family for two years, and she has more or less understood the relationships between the various characters in the Ji family.

Although Ji Beimu's father passed away more than ten years ago, she once saw a photo of Ji Beimu and him.

And the face of the middle-aged man in front of him was exactly the same as Ji Beimu's father - Ji Hanyan!
The middle-aged man looked at her reaction, his smile became stronger, but his eyes became colder, "Yes, I am Ji Hanyan. Logically speaking, I should be your father-in-law. Right, my daughter-in-law?"

His words were simple, but Xia Yanxi felt that her mind was messed up.

It's true that Ji Hanyan is her father-in-law, but why does a person who has passed away still appear here? !
Many incredible thoughts flashed through her mind, Xia Yanxi thought of Sheng Rushuang, and quickly calmed herself down.

The news of Sheng Rushuang's death was reported more than ten years ago, and he appeared in front of them a few days ago.

And this once all-powerful figure in Beicheng is now standing in front of her well.

So, Ji Hanyan also suspended animation? !
Xia Yanxi took a deep breath, organized her thoughts, looked at Ji Hanyan with complicated eyes, "Why are you here?"

Although it was her father-in-law, she did not show too much enthusiasm and respect for him.

Because she could tell at the first sight that the middle-aged man in front of her was also hostile to her.

"To wait for you." Ji Hanyan leaned on a cane and sat down on the sofa.

It was only then that Xia Yanxi realized that his left foot was not working well.

Ji Hanyan looked up at her, "I heard that boy Beimu treats you well?"

When Ji Beimu was mentioned, Xia Yanxi's face softened a bit, "He treats me very well."

"Do me a favor." Ji Hanyan threw a small package of things on the coffee table, "Find a chance and put these things in Sheng Rushuang's wine."

"So, you also know that she's not dead?" Xia Yanxi frowned slightly, staring at the bag of powder, "Isn't the stuff in it a good thing?"

Ji Hanyan narrowed his eyes slightly, "I only learned the news recently, and I didn't expect her to hide it so deeply in the past ten years. Heh—she really loves her son deeply. If Bei Mu hadn't encountered that accident, maybe She will keep herself hidden all her life."

He paused, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, "But how can a person who deserved to die more than ten years ago still live until now?"

Xia Yanxi's face darkened, "You want her to die? Is this bag of poison?"

She looked at Ji Hanyan inquiringly.

In the past ten years, isn't it rumored that Ji Hanyan and Sheng Rushuang have a good relationship?
It seems that in a wealthy family, there really is no real emotion.

"I'm protecting Beimu, so someone is destined to sacrifice." Ji Hanyan said without changing his face.

"What do you mean?" Xia Yanxi stepped forward and stared at him condescendingly, "Could it be possible that Ms. Sheng will still hurt her son?"

Ji Hanyan raised his head, looked at her and sneered, "Who said that a tiger's poison doesn't eat its children? Once a person is swayed by interests, he can do anything."

"Why should I trust you?" Xia Yanxi narrowed her eyes slightly, maintaining vigilance.

Regardless of whether this man's identity is true or false, she can't let herself do such a risky thing.

"You will know the answer soon." Ji Hanyan pressed a switch on the armrest of the sofa.

Mark walked in and stuffed the bag of powder into Xia Yanxi's hand, "Miss Xia, please go back."

Xia Yanxi took a deep look at Ji Hanyan and left the lounge.

Walking out of the venue, she looked a little dazed.

Everything just now was like a dream.

But what she held in her palm was reminding her that it was real.

What is the conflict between Sheng Rushuang and Ji Hanyan?Could it be that Ji Hanyan really made this choice only to protect Ji Beimu?Would Sheng Rushuang really hurt her son because of her interests?
Countless questions circled in her mind, and Xia Yanxi felt as if her brain would explode at any moment.

At this moment, the phone rang, and it was Ji Beimu calling.

"Beimu." Xia Yanxi tried her best to adjust her emotions, not wanting him to notice her strangeness, "I just got off the plane and already rested in the hotel."

"That's good." The man's voice was also faint, as if he hadn't noticed anything, "Be careful, and contact me as soon as you encounter any difficulties."

"En." Hanging up the phone, Xia Yanxi was absent-minded.

She didn't mean to deceive Ji Beimu, but if he knew that his father was going to hurt his mother, how would he feel?
Full of doubts, Xia Yanxi went back to the hotel to rest.

After she left, a figure came out from the corner.

"Third Master, we searched around the clubhouse just now, but we couldn't find any suspicious person." A subordinate came to report to Ji Beimu.

Ji Beimu looked at the back of the girl going away, and then looked away, looking at the magnificent gate of the venue, "We came a step late."

The subordinate thought about it: "Do you think Miss Xia came to meet someone special? But why didn't you ask her directly?"

Ji Beimu gave him a sideways glance, and the subordinate didn't dare to ask any more questions, instead he said, "But...why did Miss Xia come to Haicheng suddenly?"

The man lowered his eyes, with emotions that others could not detect flashed in his eyes, he said indifferently: "Let's find out who is coming in and out here today."

The subordinate understood that he made it clear that he must investigate Xia Yanxi's purpose here, and nodded seriously: "Yes!"

Xia Yanxi returned to the hotel, sat on the big bed and stared at the bag of powder in thought.

Ji Hanyan's dislike and intolerable attitude towards Sheng Rushuang just now did not seem to be a fake.

So what is certain is that even if this packet of powder cannot completely poison Sheng Rushuang, it will definitely deal a fatal blow to her.

But can she really do this?
Just as she was thinking about this, an unfamiliar number called, "Miss Xia."

It was a man's voice, and it sounded familiar.

"You are?" Xia Yanxi asked warily.

"My surname is Nan." The other party's voice was faint, making it difficult to understand his emotions.

"Nan?" Thinking of the address book she found in Ji's villa that day, Xia Yanxi stood up, gripping the phone tightly, "Could it be you? Who are you?"

The other party was silent for a while, and then asked, "Where did you find that photo?"

Xia Yanxi pursed her lips, and said carefully, "Shouldn't you tell me your identity first?"

"You don't need to tell me, but I will find the answer myself." The man hung up the phone without waiting for her answer.

Hearing the busy tone of "beep beep" coming from the mobile phone, Xia Yanxi felt depressed for a while.

She called again, but the other party's cell phone was already turned off, and she obviously didn't want to communicate with her anymore.