After two years of marriage, the officer husband can’t stand it any longer.

In the office building of Monsoon Group, the project manager came over with a document that required the president's signature and placed it on Song Wenjing's desk. He turned and left while talking: "Wenjing, take the document and give it to President Ji to sign. I still have to pick up clients, so I can’t be separated.”

Bang~, she was as nervous as if a disaster was imminent, no, Qiu Xingchen is here too, she doesn't want to go!

Ever since the news about Ji Fengfan and Qiu Xingchen came out, she was afraid of seeing Ji Fengfan.

When she came back to her senses, the manager disappeared without a trace. She picked up the file and shook her head in annoyance, then reluctantly went to the president's office to deliver the file.

in:

"Wen Jing, please wait for me after get off work." Ji Fengfan said while signing.

She said expressionlessly: "What?"

The two of them asked and answered questions, seemingly not paying attention to Qiu Xingchen beside them.

"It's nothing, just wait for me."

Ji Fengfan also couldn't understand that this girl had been avoiding him recently.

Song Wenjing responded calmly: "Oh~, I'll go down first."

"Ah."

She took the signed documents and left the office. Brother Feng Fan said this in front of Qiu Xingchen. Wouldn't she be unhappy?

Hey, what are you worried about? People must know that Ji Fengfan regards her as his own sister.

Qiu Xingchen sent the prepared plan to Ji Fengfan, and then closed the computer: "I was planning to invite you to my house for dinner in the evening. It seems that we can't do it today. Is it okay on the weekend?"

Ji Fengfan didn't raise his head and just browsed the report: "I don't have time on weekends. Miss Qiu, your plan is indeed attractive enough, but it is only based on cooperation. Don't think too much about the rest."

Qiu Xingchen disagreed: "We are well matched, so what's wrong? Anyway, my parents and your grandma are already discussing marriage."

Ji Fengfan frowned slightly. This was the first time he had seen such a shameless woman. He had already said it clearly, so why did he rush to post it?

"It's up to you. It's not me who is embarrassed. You will be a joke to the wealthy family. I have already taken the vaccination. If you insist on doing this, I can't control it."

Qiu Xingchen stood up, walked slowly to him, and asked, "I'm just curious, don't you like men?"

It's not impossible. She, Qiu Xingchen, must have good looks, a good figure, a good education and a good family background, but this man doesn't have any affection at all.

Ji Fengfan gave the eviction order without hesitation: "Get out."

Qiu Xingchen snorted playfully: "We'll see."

After everyone left, Ji Fengfan put down his work and leaned on the sofa, lost in thought, while the WeChat notification on his phone kept ringing.

[Fanfan, how are you getting along with Xingchen? 】

[Don’t be busy with work all the time, take the initiative to ask her out to play]

[Grandma is getting older and hopes that you can get married as soon as possible. 】

When the old lady saw that her grandson didn't reply, she immediately called. Ji Fengfan talked perfunctorily with the old lady for a few minutes, and finally asked him to take Qiu Xingchen home for dinner on the weekend.

He was upset. On the day when the old lady forced him to meet Qiu Xingchen, he made it clear that he did not plan to get married for the time being.

Qiu Xingchen didn't have any objection, because she was forced to come here by her family, so she just had to deal with her parents.

The two elders later found various opportunities for them to meet. After getting along several times, Qiu Xingchen felt that Ji Feng was quite good and perfect in every aspect, so he told him that if it didn't work out, then he would try dating. Without thinking, he rejected her instantly.

But Qiu Xingchen did not give up because of this. She would not give up easily on someone like Ji Fengfan.

~~ After get off work, Song Wenjing was lying on the table tiredly. Her eyes were almost blind and her hands felt like they were about to break. Brother Fan dealt with so many things every day, wouldn't he be tired?

She waited patiently for Ji Fengfan. It was almost half past six and there was no sign of him.

Just as he was about to leave with his bag and stop waiting, Ji Fengfan's voice came from behind him: "Where are you going? Didn't I ask you to wait for me?"

She was stunned for a few seconds, and then responded slowly: "Isn't the bathroom available?"

Ji Fengfan didn't want to reveal her little thoughts, so he said: "Let's go, Brother Fan will treat you to dinner."

Well? Invite her to dinner? why?

"Is today a big day? Do you want to treat me to dinner?"

Ji: "It's just a normal day. You didn't always pester me before. Why are you still estranged from me now?"

Song Wenjing waved her hand: "No, I can't hang around you forever. I used to be fine when I was young, but now that I've grown up, outsiders will gossip."

Ji Fengfan couldn't believe his ears. Wen Jing would actually say such things. Has the relationship between them become so alienated that even normal care is not allowed? He felt that his heart was heavy, as if it was pressed against a huge boulder.

"I understand, let's go." He changed the subject.

Throughout the night, Song Wenjing and Ji Fengfan communicated calmly.

"Thank you for inviting me to dinner, but now that you have a girlfriend, just spend more time with her. I don't want to be criticized."

The more Ji Fengfan thought about it, the angrier he became, pinching her cheeks hard: "When did I tell you that I have a girlfriend? I'm single."

Song Wenjing opened his hand and said, "You are so annoying, it hurts so much."

He lowered his head and smiled, his face quite elastic.

"Isn't Qiu Xingchen your girlfriend? Rumors in the circle are crazy."

Ji Fengfan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took a deep breath and said, "It's nonsense, gossip, and random media reports. I have nothing to do with her, and there is no way it will lead to any results."

Song Wenjing stared at him, "Who are you? You can't even look down on an outstanding beauty like Qiu Xingchen. What do you want?"

"Wen Jing."

Ji Fengfan suddenly called her name seriously.

"Huh?, you say."

Ji Fengfan: "Are you still unable to let go of the boy you like?" He only knew that there was someone in Song Wenjing's heart that he could not let go of.

Song Wenjing lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly: "Well, why are you bringing this up? I don't want to say."

What's the point of saying it? Maybe by then, I won't even be able to call him brother anymore.

Ji Fengfan really wanted to tell her at all costs that the person he liked was her, Song Wenjing, but his reason prevented him from doing so.

If she was rejected after saying so, how would she face herself in the future? She will definitely think that the brother she grew up with is a pervert!

Ji Fengfan looked at her with doting eyes. For some reason, he felt a sense of happiness when watching Song Wenjing eat and was very appetizing.

Song Wenjing also noticed this gaze and raised her eyes slightly: "Brother Feng Fan, why are you staring at me?"

"Because it looks good. Watching you eat makes me have an appetite."

"Really?" she muttered.

Ji Fengfan changed the subject again: "Do you need to add any other dishes?"

She shook her head: "No, it's getting late, I want to go home."

"Okay, I'll take you back."

"No need to bother. I drove here by myself. You should go home and rest early."

Ji Fengfan nodded lightly: "Drive carefully and send me a message when you get home."

"Okay, I remember."

The night wind blew on their faces, bringing a refreshing feeling.

Ji Fengfan watched Song Wenjing get into the car, and then watched her drive away.

There was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, he couldn't tell whether it was loss or satisfaction. Maybe both, but more of a sense of warmth and happiness.