Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital.

The scenery inside the bedroom is in sharp contrast to the tranquility of the living room outside.

There was a lot of movement in the room inside, including men's constant low growls, women's cries begging for mercy, and a continuous stream of ambiguous ums and ahs.

Even Bai Hu, a straight man, felt uncomfortable hearing this. But looking at the two people playing chess seriously, they were as calm as if they were deaf. They were not affected by it at all. They were just playing chess seriously. They were really playing chess and not pretending. play chess

Baihu didn't know if it was because these two people watched too many movies or if their spiritual practice was too deep and his was too shallow. Why didn't such a live erotica react at all?

Before I knew it, it was already 4 o'clock in the morning, and it had been going on for more than an hour without stopping in the middle.

An intriguing light flashed in Yunchen's eyes, and he asked casually while playing chess, "Mr. Ji shouldn't mind the death of the Ji family."

Ji Hancheng did not stop playing chess when he heard this, and seemed to just reply casually, "The Ji family already has descendants, Mr. Lan doesn't have to worry."

Yunchen frowned and laughed, "Mr. Ji is really good at summarizing."

Ji Hancheng naturally replied: "I can't help it. The blood in my bones belongs to the Ji family. Even if I don't accept it, it still belongs to me."

"Well, this logic is OK, so is Mr. Ji still satisfied with the performance?"

Ji Hancheng smiled back and said, "As long as Mr. Lan is satisfied."

"Well, it's a bit low-quality. At least it can still be listened to, but it may not be usable starting tomorrow. You have to be mentally prepared for this season."

Ji Hancheng responded shamelessly, "It doesn't matter. I'll work harder in the future."

Yunchen: "............" He never thought that Ji Hancheng could be so thick-skinned

Considering that he had to send his father to the airport at 6:, Lan Yunchen chose to decide quickly. The chess game still had no winner. His eyes were a little colder and he said eloquently: "I don't have much else to do." My hobby is to monitor in the middle of the night. Unfortunately, a villa area called Yuyuan was hacked a few days ago, and there was a scene that I really didn’t like."

Ji Hancheng curled his lips but did not answer. Yuyuan was bought by his grandfather as a gift to him and Yaoyao for their wedding. There were memories there that he could not erase even if he wanted to.

Then Lan Yunchen said: "What I dislike the most is men bullying women. Just a few days ago, I hacked the surveillance video and there was a scene of a man threatening a woman by pinching her neck with his right hand. Mr. Ji Do you think this is considered a bastard? Should I be punished?"

Obviously, these words also brought back bad memories for Ji Hancheng. He should be punished.

He also recalled the time Lan Yunchen was talking about. It was the night when Xu Man sent him the photo of Yaoyao and Su Yu eating hot pot together. He misunderstood that Yaoyao and Su Yu were two people in a world. In fact, that He was jealous at that time, but he just didn't know it

He sighed silently in his heart and said without hesitation: "It is indeed worthy of punishment. My thoughts are the same as Mr. Lan's. So what punishment does Mr. Lan think is more appropriate?"

Yunchen stopped playing chess and turned a deaf ear to the ambiguous sounds in the room. He raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Hancheng's firm eyes. He said without any mercy: "How can I get some blood or how can I have a long memory?"

Ji Hancheng nodded in agreement, and the next second he naturally stretched out his hand and said to Bai Hu: "Brother, lend me a knife. It needs to be sharp."

Bai Hu was shocked when he heard this. Was he planning to harm himself? If the lady found out, would he be angry? Since Tang Junyao saved Bai Hu from punishment, Bai Hu would think about it before doing anything.

Yunchen didn't seem to hear him and didn't stop him. This seemed to be Baihu's acquiescence.

Bai Hu turned around and took a sharp fruit knife from the coffee table. The bright light shone on the blade, reflecting a dazzling light.

Ji Hancheng took the knife naturally and touched the sharp blade slowly, "It's not bad, it's quite new."

The next second he took the handle of the knife and quickly stabbed the palm of his right hand hard. In an instant, the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard were stained with bright red blood.

Ji Hancheng didn't even frown. He touched his cheek with his tongue and exhaled, "Mr. Lan is satisfied."

His calmness, ruthlessness, and willingness are all good in Lan Yunchen's opinion. "It's okay. I won't let you deal with the matter of bodyguards. It's my people who are of no use to me."

What he said was not to settle accounts with him. In fact, he specifically pointed out that if you hurt my people, in Ji Hancheng's view, it is undoubtedly a settlement. At his side, the blood from his palm dripped down his fingertips onto the smooth ceramic tiles, revealing the bright

Bai Hu's heart trembled as he watched. He is really a ruthless character, so ruthless to himself. If the young master asked him to point a gun to his head at night, would he also do it for the sake of the young lady?

Ji Hancheng frowned slightly and twisted his neck, as if to adjust his emotions, "Mr. Lan, our account has been settled."

Yunchen didn't show any emotion at all. He glanced at the watch on his wrist casually. It was already 5 o'clock. "Today's chess game has not yet decided the winner. If I have the opportunity to compete with Mr. Ji again, if Mr. Ji's wall-climbing skills can match those of It's the same as playing chess, I'm afraid the ending will be different."

This is the first time that Ji Hancheng is so powerless. He wants to kill the opponent but can't take action. He has suffered a loss and has to hold it in because he knows that the person in front of him is venting his anger on Yaoyao.

However, it is true that he hurt Yaoyao. There is no chance to refute this, not even the confidence to be strong.

After Yunchen left, Ji Hancheng did not stay in this disgusting place. The ups and downs of screams in the room continued, and he didn't want to hear it for a moment.

He took off his coat, neatly wrapped his bleeding palm, and strode out the door without even closing the door.

Sitting in the car, he endured the pain and called Yan Zhun with his left hand, "Come to Fenghua Terrace."

Yan Zhun is Lu Jinnan’s friend, but his relationship with Ji Hancheng is not bad either. It’s just that Yan Zhun has a weird personality and doesn’t like to get together very much. He is a solitary person who always likes to be alone and prefers to be alone. In the laboratory, concentrate on your medical career

They usually meet only a handful of times

Yan Zhun answered the phone sleepily and said vaguely, "It's immoral, it's midnight."

Ji Hancheng didn't want to talk nonsense, "Hurry up, the price is high."

Yan Zhun had already heard Ji Hancheng's voice. It was not because of his high price and he was not short of money, but because he was Master Ji, "Wait."

Ji Hancheng turned the steering wheel with his left hand. The black suit wrapped in his right hand was soaked with blood. The original black suit turned black and red at this moment, and the smell of blood filled the confined space. Xiu Shuzhu

He wanted to smoke, but he only had one hand

Soon the car arrived at Fenghua Terrace, a private villa where he had not stayed for a long time.

Yan Zhun is also very fast. He knows that this man will not call him unless there is a special situation. Calling him in the early morning is definitely not good. He must have encountered some trouble.

Yan Zhun pushed open the door and went in. He wore black glasses on the bridge of his nose. The thick lenses covered the color of his eyes. He frowned at the pungent smell of blood. He was seriously injured.

This was his first thought

But deep down I wonder, who is so bold as to dare to hurt this man?

Approaching with curiosity, his eyes were filled with amusement rather than distress, "Did you run into some trouble?"

Ji Hancheng already knew when Yan Zhun came in, but he didn't look back. Drops of blood dripped on the ground like blood beads for free.