The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Xia Yanxi met a pair of cold eyes.

Those black eyes were like stagnant water, completely silent.

The man's handsome and flawless face was covered with thick frost, the wrinkles between his brows were mixed with violence, and the bloodthirsty and frightening cold light was refracted through the lenses.

Like a dormant beast, the hostility in his body makes people just want to stay away!

"Third Master." Xia Yanxi bit the bullet and said.

Now that it has been discovered, it seems boring to hide again.

What's more, there are outsiders here.

This soft voice, like the spring breeze in March, blows away the man's coldness.

Seeing her slowly approaching him, Ji Beimu gradually restrained the chilling aura around him.

Ji Beichu forgot to escape at this moment, rubbing his eyes frantically.

Looking closely again, Ji Beimu had already sat down on his lap with Xia Yanxi in his arms, the glacier on his face melted, and there was warmth between his brows and eyes.

It seemed that the scary man just now was not him.

Until Ji Beimu raised his eyes and shot him a warning gaze.

Only then did Ji Beichu recover from his stupor, but his voice was stammered when he spoke: "Third, third brother, the Yuan family has been coveting our Ji family's wealth for a long time, I hope there will be a rift between us, and I hope you don't believe me The words of that villain have affected...our brotherhood."

After speaking, he took a deep look at Xia Yanxi, and walked out quickly.

He also cursed Ji Beihuai several times in his heart.

What a Ji Beihuai, what kind of nonsense method was given to him.

Not only did he fail to use women to provoke the relationship between Ji Beimu and Xia Yanxi, but he almost got him involved!
Ji Beichu clenched his fists, planning to discuss with Ji Beihuai!
Xia Yanxi's small hand was wrapped by the man's big palm.

Her eyes still fell on the pool of blood on the floor.

"Are you afraid?" There was a burst of warmth in my ears.

She turned back.

Ji Beimu propped his forehead with one hand and squinted at her.

Xia Yanxi lowered her eyes, "I'm not afraid."

He is the third master of the Ji family who is feared by outsiders. If he has no means, how can he sit in his current position?
She should have known from the very beginning that the Ji Beimu she saw was not the complete Ji Beimu at all.

Before the man could speak, she hurriedly asked again: "The third master really let him go like this?"

She was referring to Ji Beichu, of course.

Ji Beichu's attitude just now was simply deception.

Even an outsider like her can understand that today's incident must have something to do with Ji Beichu!

"It seems Ma'am still doesn't know me well enough." Ji Beimu helped her straighten the scarf around her neck, covering her face that was flushed from the cold.

Turning the wheelchair and leading her out of the front hall, he told Zhao Bin who was just returning: "It's time for Gao Feishan to be discharged from the hospital."

"Yes!"

Zhao Bin turned his head and stared at Ji Beichu's receding back, with pity in his eyes.

that night.

"Let me out! Please let me out!"

Gao Feishan's sharp voice was deafening.

Xia Yanxi was in the room, standing by the window.

Seeing that Gao Feishan was only wearing a thin hospital gown, being held firmly in the lake by several bodyguards, only one head emerged.

Buckets of ice cubes kept being brought in and dumped into the lake.

Even though there was heating in the room, Xia Yanxi couldn't help hugging herself with both hands.

The biting coldness when he fell into the water that day seemed to have not been completely dispelled from his body.

"Have you seen enough?" Ji Beimu's voice came from behind, and she turned her head quickly.

The man had just taken a shower, his slender figure was wrapped in a bathrobe, and there were still some drops of water on his strong chest.

The dignified and handsome face was indifferent, and his bony hands grabbed the towel and wiped the wet black hair.

He stops at will, but he feels full of abstinence!

Xia Yanxi stared intently.

It was really difficult for her to combine the very alluring man in front of her with the cold and murderous man earlier.

"Come here." Ji Beimu sat down in front of the dressing table.

She restrained her thoughts and walked over quickly.

The man stuffed a hair dryer into her palm.

Xia Yanxi was stunned for a moment before she understood what he meant.

She turned on the switch of the hair dryer and aimed the wind at the top of his head.

In order to let his hair dry quickly, she imitated the hairdresser and gently grabbed his strands of short hair to dry.

Ji Beimu's hair is very voluminous, and the soft ends of her hair brushed across her palm from time to time, tickling her heart.

The man's eyes are lightly closed.

When he closed his eyes, his aggressive gaze was subdued, and he appeared to be much gentler than usual.

Gao Feishan's screams kept coming, and she couldn't help asking: "How long does the third master plan to let her soak in the lake?"

Ji Beimu: "Until you faint."

Xia Yanxi shook her head imperceptibly.

Ji Beichu thought he had escaped a catastrophe in the evening, but he certainly did not expect that Ji Beimu would take his wife for a knife!

And the last time Gao Feishan set her up for falling into the water, she hasn't settled yet.

Therefore, Ji Beimu's current punishment seemed reasonable.

Because she was thinking about things, she didn't notice that the hair dryer was blowing on the man's scalp all the time.

The burning sensation of the scalp made Ji Beimu open his eyes in displeasure, and a big palm locked her hand.

"Ah? Third... Third Master, I'm sorry!" Realizing her sloppiness, Xia Yanxi's body trembled.

Ji Beimu turned off the hair dryer, looked at her and asked, "Still thinking about the afternoon?"

She blinked and nodded honestly.

The man leaned back in the chair, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, "But I hope you can forget all that."

Xia Yanxi picked up the wooden comb and combed his hair carefully, "But, what if I really can't forget it?"

Ji Beimu narrowed his eyes slightly, examining her.

The sharp gaze made her move.

Fortunately, he quickly adjusted his mood again, and said lightly: "Third Master, it is also the duty of a wife to accept every aspect of her husband."

Since it is destined not to be forgotten, it is better to accept it calmly.

The man raised his eyebrows lightly, "Don't you think I'm cruel?"

Xia Yanxi carefully tidied every strand of his hair with a comb, "It may seem cruel, but it is also a helpless act. Once you are too kind to the enemy, there will be an endless stream of people who will challenge your bottom line. How about Only by killing chickens and monkeys at the beginning can we save ourselves a lot of trouble."

"What's more, this time it was the other party who made trouble first. I believe that Mr. Yuan will hate Ji Beichu from now on. You punished Mr. Yuan this time, and Mr. Yuan will definitely find a chance to get back on Ji Beichu twice."

She put the wooden comb back on the dressing table, raised her eyes and saw the man's stern face reflected in the mirror.

Xia Yanxi's scalp was numb, "Third Master, I am talking too much."

"I remember saying that I don't want you to be too smart."

Ji Beimu grabbed her hand and played with it, unable to find the crescent birthmark in her memory between her white fingers for a long time.

He let go of her hand, stood up and walked towards the study.

"Third Master!" Xia Yanxi shouted at his back.

Some thoughts collided in her mind, and she couldn't help asking: "You said before that I was sent to Ji's house, not just for joy."

"So...so can you tell me now, the real purpose of making me Mrs. Ji San?"