The president relies on me to continue his marriage

As soon as these words came out, Xia Yanxi clenched her palms anxiously.

Ji Beimu turned his head, his handsome face was strangely cold.

She knew that what she said made him unhappy again.

Xia Yanxi lowered her eyes and stared at her toes, "Please forgive my talkativeness, third master, but I just feel that even if I am some kind of sacrifice, I still hope to know my end sooner."

She could guess what Ye Moqing said to her on the cruise ship.

To Ji Beimu, I must have more important uses.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, examined her for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "Who is it that is gossiping in front of you?"

Xia Yanxi shook her head, "No one."

Even Ye Moqing's attitude that day was very strong.

It is impossible for her to poke him out at this time.

"Heh..." Ji Beimu pulled out a cold smile, turned around and approached her step by step.

Every step of his footsteps was like stepping on Xia Yanxi's heart, making her heart feel heavy.

The man stopped a step away from her, pinching her jaw with his slender fingers, forcing her to raise her head to meet his gaze.

"Ma'am, don't forget, you are mine."

Xia Yanxi saw a chill through his deep eyes.

Outside the window, Gao Feishan screamed one after another.

The already tense atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Ji Beimu squeezed the palm of her chin gradually.

The girl's fair skin immediately turned red.

She felt some pain and frowned slightly.

"Third Master." Feeling the coercion erupting from him, Xia Yanxi had no choice but to answer honestly, "The reason why I ask this is just to be more clear about my position in the Ji family."

She glanced sideways and looked out of the window.

Passing through the night, I vaguely saw Gao Feishan struggling desperately in the icy cold lake water.

In my mind, the image of that Mr. Yuan's wound on his leg was continuously bleeding again flashed.

The man was silent for a few seconds, "Do you really want to know?"

Xia Yanxi nodded seriously, "Yes."

"Are you afraid of death?"

"Afraid." She clenched the hem of her clothes with both hands.

"If one day I let you die, will you regret being my wife?"

Ji Beimu was expressionless, as if he was just asking a question that had nothing to do with them.

"I..." Xia Yanxi bit her lips, traces of blood seeped from her pink lips.

The man's fingers pinching her jaw loosened.

Her hesitation was already in his expectation.

"I won't!" The girl raised her head with a firm expression.

Ji Beimu pulled his thin lips lightly, "You are still young."

"Yes, I'm still young." Xia Yanxi smiled wryly, "But after my parents passed away, I was already better than my peers, and I understood the meaning of death. However, my life was given by the third master, and you let me get it." Freshmen, of course, are also qualified to take back everything from me."

Including...her life.

She knew that Ji Beimu was not joking.

And this answer was also the answer she came up with after serious thinking.

The man's cold eyes swept over her face unhurriedly, not letting go of any corner.

After a long time, he let out a sigh.

The palm was gently on top of her head, "Don't worry, I won't let you die."

Xia Yanxi was surprised for a while.

Ji Beimu smiled, "If I can't even protect my own people, why should I live?"

So he is, has turned her into the scope of his 'own people'?
"But these words, I don't want to hear a second time. You should know that I am not a patient person."

Ji Beimu's tone was full of warning.

Xia Yanxi nodded obediently, "I remember."

In the early morning, Gao Feishan's screams finally stopped.

It wasn't that she was able to resist the pain, but she was so frozen that she passed out!
Zhao Bin confirmed that she was really unconscious, so he sent her back to the hospital.

Throughout the night, no one dared to intercede with Ji Beimu.

What happened today has also made many people aware of it.

Third Master Ji woke up.

The Ji family is destined to never be peaceful again!
Xia Yanxi pulled the quilt to cover half of her face, revealing a pair of shiny black star eyes.

From time to time, she looked at the man beside her.

Ji Beimu was very quiet, but his brows were slightly frowned.

I don't know if it's because I dreamed about some unhappy things, or because I feel uncomfortable.

A few hours later, Xia Yanxi finally couldn't hold on anymore.

A second before her eyelids closed, she vaguely heard the quilt on the other side being lifted.

Then there was the sound of a man's feet landing on the ground.

He seemed to have entered the study, opened a cabinet, and took out something.

But all her consciousness has been drained, she mistakenly thought that she was in a dream, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the next few days, Gao Feishan woke up every time.

He was dragged back to Ji's house by Zhao Bin and thrown into the lake.

Because of what happened to Mr. Yuan, Ji Beichu chose to play dead out of guilt and fear.

However, hearing his wife's screams every day, he couldn't hold back after all.

He didn't dare to look for Ji Beimu rashly, so he had to ask Mrs. Ji.

"Grandma! The third brother is going to torture my wife to death! Hurry up and stop him!"

Mrs. Ji put a few sticks of incense into the incense burner.

Turning back and glaring at him, "How many times have I warned you not to trouble Bei Mu! Now you are all to blame for this!"

Ji Beichu gritted his teeth, "But Fei Shan said that you were the one who ordered me to fall into the water that day."

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Ji covered her heart, as if she was very angry.

Aunt Song, the nanny, quickly helped her to sit down on the rosewood chair.

Chao Ji Beichu said: "Your words are too much, the old lady Ji hopes that the Ji family will be peaceful, how could she provoke the second wife to do such a thing!"

"But!" Ji Beichu still wanted to defend himself.

Gao Feishan told him this news when he was in the hospital.

He believed that Gao Feishan would not lie to him.

But the old lady Ji closed her eyes and twirled the beads.

Obviously don't want to talk to him anymore.

Ji Beichu was so aggrieved that his face turned pale, and he left with anger all over his body.

After confirming that he was gone, Aunt Song worried about the old lady Chaoji and asked: "Old lady, what if the third master really finds out about you, what should I do?"

After all, it was Mrs. Ji's idea that Gao Feishan fell into the water.

Although what they planned at the beginning was to shift the responsibility for Gao Feishan's falling into the water to Xia Yanxi.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yanxi also went into the water, which directly disrupted their plans!

Old Madam Ji raised her eyelids, her cloudy eyes were full of hostility, "You also think I ordered it?"

Aunt Song was taken aback.

After reacting, he quickly changed his words: "How is it possible! It must be the Second Madam who wants to put the blame on you in order to protect herself!"

Only then did Old Madam Ji pick up the tea in satisfaction, and took a few sips.

After putting down the teacup, she thought about it, "How long has Chef Li been at Ji's house?"

Although she didn't understand her intention of asking this question, Aunt Song still answered seriously: "He has worked in Ji's family for more than twenty years."

"Twenty years." Mrs. Ji sneered, "It's time to retire, too."

Aunt Song didn't know why.

Mrs. Ji looked at her sideways, "The chef poisoned the master, has it happened in other families too?"

"You mean..." Aunt Song was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Is your target this time the second wife or the third wife?"

"Of course it's the one that should be removed the most." Mrs. Ji narrowed her eyes, and the wrinkles on her face deepened.

As long as Xia Yanxi is still in the Ji family, she will never be at peace!

Aunt Song didn't seem to be joking when she saw her.

Turning his eyes, he soon had an idea.

"Old lady, I remember that the third lady likes to eat dumplings, and the toxin in the internal organs of the puffer fish is enough to kill people instantly. I will ask someone to get some internal organs of the puffer fish and hide them in the meat stuffing, so that no one will notice..."