The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Xia Yanxi waited until Zhao Bin left, and then walked out with the kitten in her arms.

Ji Beimu was sitting on the sofa, the morning light poured down from the window, casting a layer of warm radiance on his whole body.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man stopped, pinching his eyebrows wearily.

Looking up, the girl was walking towards her with the kitten in her arms, with a questioning look on her bright little face.

"Third Master, did you give this clothes?" Xia Yanxi pointed to the clothes that the little cat was wearing.

"En." Ji Beimu replied nonchalantly.

Xia Yanxi quickened her pace, a little unbelievable, "You helped it put it on yourself?"

The man rested his chin with one hand, "Yes."

"Why?" Her curly eyelashes kept fluttering, and her starry eyes seemed to be filled with a clear spring.

Ji Beimu stared at the kitten in her arms, and the image of the girl returning to the bedroom angrily last night flashed in her mind.

This is also an apology ceremony, right?
He didn't answer any more, stood up and said seriously: "Have you missed a lot of homework recently?"

Xia Yanxi didn't recover from his sudden change of topic, and looked at him inexplicably.

Ji Beimu straightened his face, stared at her thoughtfully and said, "As I said, I have high demands on Mrs. Ji San."

At this time, he is still staring at her study?

Xia Yanxi scratched her head, and walked to the desk under his gaze.

Putting down the kitten and opening the textbook, some thoughts suddenly flashed through my mind.

Ji Beimu asked her to do homework at this time, wouldn't that prove that he wanted her to live, so he would pay special attention to her future development?
She gripped the textbook tightly.

Ji Beihuai was still howling, but with the loss of strength, his voice gradually became quieter.

"Third Master, do you really want him to starve to death inside?" Xia Yanxi couldn't help but turned her head and asked him.

Ji Beimu narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the glass of water in his palm, "Whether he can survive it depends on his life."

Xia Yanxi shook her head lightly.

No matter how pitiful Ji Beihuai's ending was, he asked for all of this.

Today, Ji Beimu is very busy.

In order to avoid being discovered by others, Zhao Bin did not come here often.

But in the evening, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Xia Yanxi's heart immediately lifted.

Ji Beihuai was still locked in the study by them, and Ji Beimu's plan hadn't been completed yet.

If someone found out at this time, it would definitely disrupt everything Ji Beimu had planned.

She stood up, and the man on the sofa gave her a reassuring look, and immediately walked to the door.

There was a monitor on the door, and the two saw Aunt Song sneaking at the door and ordering the locksmith to knock on the door.

"Third Master, what should we do?" Xia Yanxi asked him in a low voice.

It seems that after Ji Beimu "fell", the Ji family really couldn't sit still for a moment.

Ji Beimu put his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers, with a lazy expression, "They have the ability to pick this lock."

Xia Yanxi thought for a while before she understood.

The reason why Ji Beimu left her here with peace of mind must be that he expected that someone would come to check on the situation here.

It seems that this door has been specially treated, and a group of people cannot easily pry it open.

However, she still clearly felt the coldness emanating from the man around her gradually become stronger.

Xia Yanxi tentatively stretched out her hand and held his palm, wanting to give him some comfort.

Ji Beimu arranged everything here so comprehensively, how did he get here all these years?
The soft touch came from his hand, Ji Beimu was taken aback, staring down at her holding his hand.

His sharp eyes instantly softened.

The man turned around and rubbed her head, "Next, I need you to do something for me."

"Third Master, just say it."

Xia Yanxi's frown became deeper and deeper as she heard him tell the plan bit by bit.

"Can it be done?" Ji Beimu looked at her expression, a little worried.

"I'll try!" Xia Yanxi said, then quickly changed her words, "No, no matter what the price is, I will succeed."

Ji Beimu smiled, his deep eyes filled with warmth.

As the night gradually deepened, Xia Yanxi walked to the window, but there was no one downstairs at the moment.

"Be careful." The man leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

Xia Yanxi's cheeks were a little hot, and she responded softly, "Okay."

She tied her body to herself, and Ji Beimu tied the other end to a pillar in the room.

Xia Yanxi stepped forward with both feet, and slowly lowered her body.

After a while, she fell to the ground smoothly.

Ji Beimu looked down at her, and saw that the girl quickly disappeared into the night like a nimble kitten...

At this time, Mrs. Ji was sitting on the rosewood chair, turning the beads with an irritable expression, "Can't open it? How can it not be opened?"

Aunt Song looked puzzled, "Ma'am, I have replaced three old locksmiths. They are very good at picking locks, but the door of the third master seems to have some kind of mechanism. They have tried for a long time but they can't pry it open." .”

Old lady Ji took a deep breath, "I'll go and see for myself."

Aunt Song supported her, and asked worriedly: "Didn't you say that it's inconvenient for you to show up at the third master's residence? If someone sees you..."

"I still have the mind to take care of that now?" Mrs. Ji snorted coldly, "If you can handle things well, do I still need to go there myself?"

Aunt Song lowered her eyes in embarrassment, but her heart was full of slander: She found three old locksmiths but couldn't open the door, so what's the use of old lady Ji going.

It's just that Aunt Song understands when she thinks of the secrets in Ji Beimu's study.

She knows old lady Ji's ambition better than anyone else.

This time, Mrs. Ji is afraid that she will enter Mr. Ji's study to the death!

"Grandma Zeng!"

Before the two of them walked out the door, Ji Qiaoxuan's exclamation came over.

Mrs. Ji was thinking about Ji Beimu when she was startled by his sudden voice.

Her face turned pale, and she reprimanded in a cold voice: "How many times have I told you, don't be surprised when you do anything."

Ji Qiaoxuan didn't seem to hear her reprimand, and anxiously grabbed her hand, "My father is gone! He's been gone all day!"

"What?" Mrs. Ji frowned, "What's going on?"

"I haven't been able to contact my father since last night. I thought he was dealing with some important business, so I didn't want to contact the outside world, so my mother and I waited patiently."

"But until now, my father's mobile phone is always turned off, and even an expert can't find out the location of his mobile phone!"

Ji Qiaoxuan was devastated.

Their eldest room also knew that Mrs. Ji was not on their side. If it weren't for the fact that there was nothing they could do now, how could they come to talk to Mrs. Ji about this matter.

Old Madam Ji's sophistication glanced at him.

Seeing that he didn't show any signs of lying, his brows were deeply frowned, and his old face was full of doubts.

Ji Beimu was gone.

Ji Beihuai is also missing?
This is simply incredible!

Thinking of something, the old lady Ji immediately said to Ji Qiaoxuan: "Remember, don't spread this matter!"

Otherwise, there will be an uproar in the outside world.

At that time, the prestige and influence of the Ji family in Beicheng will be disintegrated!

Ji Qiaoxuan scratched his hair, "I see, but what should I do next? My mother has sent many people to search, but there is still no news at all!"

Old Madam Ji's face was condensed.

This matter must not be that simple.

A sense of panic spread from her heart to her whole body.

They seem to have been pushed onto a chessboard invisibly, and they will soon become losers...

Several people were standing there, thinking about what to do next.

A maid hurried in, "Old lady! The third wife is here!"