Wealthy Families: There Is a Mysterious Wife

"Grandma, what the hell are these media people doing!" Ji Qingxuan jumped up directly from the sofa, and printed the title "The once doting wife madman no longer dotes on his wife because..." The magazine fell to the ground fiercely, furious: "Damn! My young master's cousin is as beautiful as a fairy, and she is so beautiful, okay? If you say you make a copycat version, just make a copycat version, and you are actually giving it back to me?" Make a deaf person? Are they all blind? Ah! I really think my Ji’s house is a maintenance station and wants everyone!"

On the other end of the sofa, Ji Rufeng was lazily leaning against the back of the sofa, crossing his legs leisurely, his evil eyes fell on the same magazine that covered the coffee table, and said calmly, "You say you , I, the client, are not angry yet, why are you so angry?"

"Whether it's tolerable or unbearable! I, Ji Qingxuan, don't even know his own mother, and my surname is not Ji!" Ji Qingxuan was furious.

Ji Rufeng didn't answer, his slender and beautiful fingers walked slowly and gently on the magazine, and his doting smile bloomed inch by inch.

One of the pages of the magazine is printed with a profile photo of his beloved wife Shui Lingyou.

The long black hair like a waterfall is casually draped, a few strands of which are flying gracefully, and the elegant orchid smile is lightly held on the lips, and the long and curly eyelashes are like an elegant small fan, which is as agile as a star. Her eyes quietly looked at a small green parrot that landed on her white as jade, slender fingers like catkins.

As for the other one, even though it also has a profile face, but...

At first glance, it is indeed more than 90.00% similar to my beloved wife, but as long as you look carefully, the answer will be clear.

They have the same side faces, one looks as if it has life, and the other looks much more rigid, with too many deliberate poses and poor photography skills.

After a long time, Ji Rufeng couldn't move his fingers away from Shui Lingyou's beautiful side face, and his eyes were even more affectionate.

Suddenly, he smiled, and said softly: "The real can't be fake, and the fake can't be real. Qin Peng, Qingxuan, how long have we not benefited the major media?"

"..." Ji Qingxuan was speechless, he was about to explode with anger, but his cousin was fine, he looked relaxed and calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"Ever since Master Anke was born, you haven't attended any occasions. It's been five years." Qin Peng said truthfully.

"Yeah, it's been five years, time flies so fast, it's time to give them something sweet." Ji Rufeng leaned forward, carefully cut out the photo of his beloved wife from the magazine, and placed it on the In the wallet, he looked up at Qin Peng with a serious face: "I heard that my cousin Yirou proposed to you on TV in front of hundreds of millions of people across the country. If the rumors are correct, you seem to have already agreed and said it personally." Promise to give her a unique wedding. Since the two of you will get married sooner or later, it’s better to choose a date than hit the date, so let’s just set it on the sixth day of next month.”

"Ji, Shao Ji, are you kidding me!" The protagonist instantly became himself, and the rhythm seemed to be giving an order no matter what, Qin Peng's brain was short-circuited.

Ji Rufeng didn't bother to pay attention to Qin Peng's startled appearance, and continued: "I checked the perpetual calendar before, and that day is not only very suitable for marriage, but also a rare auspicious day in the zodiac."

"No, it's not... Young Master Ji, I, I still..." This rhythm made Qin Peng completely at a loss. He couldn't figure out which song was being sung by someone, the boss and friend, for arranging the wedding.

"I've already made up my mind to give you the 350-square-meter house near Diaoyutai as your wedding room. The interior decoration was completed a year ago, and the designer is your favorite named Fei Luojieer Qiao. When the time comes You and Yirou go to our home furnishing store and choose the furniture you like." Ji Rufeng said to himself, ignoring Qin Peng who was about to pee his pants the whole time.

"Ji Shao, we, aren't we discussing the magazine? You, why, how did you get involved in me?" Qin Peng almost wanted to cry, even if he was his good brother and big boss, he didn't want to be so domineering. Hard, not to mention marital issues.

Even if it's your own father, you can't be so hard, can you?

Ji Rufeng smiled rather than smiled, and explained leisurely: "I remember I said just now that it's time to give sweets to the major media, and this sweet is your upcoming wedding of the century between Qin Peng and Ji Yirou. I have already thought about how to write and how to advertise, you just wait quietly to be a handsome groom."

"Ji Shao, can I refuse?" Apart from saying this, Qin Peng really didn't know how to turn the situation in his favor.

In fact, it is beneficial to him but not harmful, but this marriage is arranged by the boss like an itinerary, and he is really unhappy.

"No!" Ji Rufeng refused without thinking.

"I protest!" Qin Peng was full of anger.

"Protest is invalid!" The stern tone was non-negotiable.

"Big Boss, although we are good brothers who can wear a pair of pants, we don't have to wear them. I want to marry a wife, not accept a task. You have to give me some personal freedom!" It was obviously unreasonable at the moment, But Qin Peng just didn't want to give up, even if it was a dying struggle, he still had to thump a few times: "Besides, you and Master Qingxuan didn't hold a grand wedding of the century when you married a wife. The name of the vice president is hidden and flamboyant?"

"You kid actually dare to say that marrying my Princess Ji's family is just showing off?" Ji Rufeng pretended to be angry with a serious face.

"Big boss, you know that's not what I mean!" Qin Peng vowed.

"Since you don't mean it that way, just obediently do as I say!" After saying that, Ji Rufeng got up and walked in front of Qin Peng and patted him on the shoulder heavily.

"Ji Shao, you are buying and selling by force!" Qin Peng was unwilling.

"Wrong! I do what I say! You boy, just obey the imperial decree." In Ji Rufeng's view, this wife will marry sooner or later, so it's better to make this process more valuable and meaningful.

"It's okay to let me obey the order, but I have one condition!" Unable to push back and forth, Qin Peng simply settled for the next best thing.

Ji Rufeng turned around abruptly, and sat down domineeringly, very freely: "Say!"

Qin Peng didn't speak immediately, but went straight to Ji Qingxuan, and sat down next to him, with a meaningful smile on his face.

Seeing Ji Qingxuan's heart straightened, he subconsciously moved his body back: "Don't look at me like that, kid, I'm afraid!"

"Hee hee!" Qin Peng laughed and said cheekily: "Young master Ji, anyway, Master Qingxuan and Qianqian didn't hold a wedding ceremony, so let him do it with me, as a way to make up for the past for them Sorry."

Seeing the flames of war spread to him, Ji Qingxuan quit. He was dissatisfied and displeased: "Who told you that if you don't hold a wedding, it's a defect? ​​How dare you say that it's a crime not to make up for it? Cousin and cousin My sister-in-law's children are already in elementary school, and the wedding is the same, and the happiness and happiness are not the same!"